Samhain Publishing, $2.50, ISBN 978-1-60504-898-7
Contemporary Erotica, 2010
Jayne Rylon’s Kate’s Crew tells the story of our heroine Kate who is enjoying the hot summer too much for her own good. You see, Mike the construction stud and his crew of four equally hot stud muffins are providing a good view of the pretty as she “supervises” things from afar. It isn’t long before she is getting Mike to put his tool to good use, if you know what I mean. You know this is true love when she lets him come in through the rear entrance on the first date. And then she decides to play with his staff too. Yay! Let’s see, there are Joe, Neil, Dale… no wait, there’s no Dale and no Chip either. What are their names again? Eenie, Meenie, Miny, Moe?
By the way, this story sees Kate allowing Mike to stick it everywhere, even her rear end, without a condom, because she trusts him when he says that he is “safe”. That is some playing with fire over there, especially when the back end is involved, and I am jarred from the story as a result. Your mileage may vary, of course, but clearly Ms Rylon is aiming for a specific audience with this story – those that don’t mind unsafe sex in a contemporary story. I’ve said it many times before and I’ll say it here again: if authors want to spin a bareback fantasy, by all means do so, but please don’t bring up the possibility of STDs if this is the case. Doing so is inviting readers to remember, “Oh yeah, AIDS, STDs… dangerous!” and get distracted from the fantasy.
At any rate, next thing I know, they are all doing each other. Yeah, those guys conveniently enough like to play with each other too. While I admire Kate’s stamina in taking on five hot guys at the same time, I can only roll up my eyes at the whole “Hey! You know what, let’s cornhole each other too!” drama.
Some of the love scenes are very steamy, but the story crosses the line from erotic fantasy to over the top cartoon sex romp after the first ten pages. Five guys, anal sex on the first date, effortless taking on all comers without even breaking a sweat, all those complicated positions without someone getting backache or locked jaw… the whole thing is too choreographed, just too much for me to get fully engaged in the fantasy. This one is an unabashedly smutty read, in other words. All the hot stuff you can speed read for $2.50, and the best thing is, you don’t even have to remember their names.
