Review: Sex and Sushi by Tassa DeSalada

The Blurb:

 These highly detailed, short, to-the-point, stories are narratives of one couple's actual sex sessions as written by the woman. They're written by the wife for her husband to learn what goes thru her head when they're having sex. The stories are a form of communication between the couple. In honest and painstaking detail, the wife shares her thoughts, actions, comments, conversations, and sexy feelings, before, during, and after their sex sessions. It's Mummy Porn at its sizzling best. They're laugh-out-loud sexy funny - not in a funny joke way, but in a sexy, OMG, I'm-too-red-in-the-face, way. This is where the reader finds herself fully immersed in the stories. The stories engulf the reader in such a way that the reader becomes fully heated and aroused. This super-racy book is too hot to read in one sitting. It's a steamy, hot, dirty, naughty bundle of erotic sexcapades of real-life taboo sex sessions between a happily married, adventurous couple who both love pussy and anal sex with each other. That might seem odd in today's society, but these stories are first-hand descriptions of mind-blowing sex at its finest. The sultry thoughts that fill the woman's head during foreplay, sex, orgasm, and post-orgasm are beautifully illustrated in these stories. This is the complete must-read unabridged version. Well, there's no abridged version, everything's in here. The abridged version would be one empty page. You want the full version. Read the book for some great entertainment.

 

ARC generously provided by author in exchange for my honest review:

This is a book about sex. And sushi. Mostly sex. Sometimes sushi.



I thought I had an idea what I was getting into. Then I read the introduction. Okay, I think to myself. "She likes to f*ck her husband." Got it. Understood. Let’s do this. Then we get to Chapter One.



This is the most sex I’ve read in a book in quite some time. What’s more, there is a very different vibe to it, as other readers have noted. It’s very intimate, as though we’re reading something we shouldn’t. I feel like I’ve just read the author’s journal. I’ll never actually know this woman, and yet I know about this. Huh.

As a piece of erotica, I’d say this book would also have quite a bit of appeal with the voyeur crowd. Stylistically, it’s not a passionate bodice ripper, nor is it a heated connection taking place after a sloooow burn. This is an established married couple getting it on like bunnies, with graphic descriptions that leave very little to the imagination. And for a snippet, we’ve essentially been invited to watch.


Should I...should I look now?

The “dickie meets pussy” thing was the only bit that was a little unsettling to me. Reminded me too much of those friends with kids we all know that constantly refer to themselves in the third person. “Mommy needs a nap! Daddy needs a snack! Dickie needs pussy!”

All in all, gotta say this was different, raw, and empowering. It's a quick read that is to the point, and DAMN. Hope my sex life is that exciting in 25 years!


Get that dickie!