Sep 30 - Oct 1, 2011
Kat Rides the Iron Men
Christine Michaels
Old West Erotica
Published Feb 2010
163 pages
6/10
It's the Old West, and a woman named Kat has to save her home from creditors after her parents die. Although she has a younger sister to look out for, Kat leaves for more lucrative parts, so she can use the poker skills her dearly departed pa impressed upon her to save the family home. Meanwhile, lovers Gideon and Nathan have been hoping to add a woman's touch, so to speak, to their manly coupling, and Gideon just so happens to meet the ever passionate Kat at a poker table...
I love dirty-ass smut as much as the next guy - possibly more so, even. Unless the next guy just so happens to be the weird dude who used to come into the used book store I worked at; he would take a stack of historical romance novels into the washroom and not come out for 20 minutes at a time. Eventually he was caught jerkin' it by one of the staffers who forgot he was in there. No lie. He may like dirty-ass smut more than I do. But only just barely.
This was basically smut with a loose (Ha!) plot line holding it all together. There was a bit of a build up to the first encounter, and then each subsequent encounter became more and more daring, until the final... climax.
The dirty parts were written well enough that reading it at work proved to be somewhat... distracting. I always seemed to be interrupted during the juiciest bits, and would find myself looking up from a wild, no-holes-barred threesome... right into the eyes of some delicious looking guy and his buddies. Christ. If only they knew what I was reading! If it was a porno movie, there would have definitely been some gettin' it on. My one criticism of the sex scenes is that the author's repeated use of the term "weeping pussy" really kind of grossed me out. You know what I think when I hear the term "weeping"? I think "weeping sores". Fucking gross.
The characters were the basic stock types. Aggressive and rough guy. Cool and collected guy. And headstrong stubborn chick, who happened to piss me off to no end because she was totally irrational and wishy-washy. None of them really drew me in, but they had all the necessary genitalia, so they were kind of necessary, I guess.
The non-smut bits were basically filler. I couldn't have really cared less about what was going on when they weren't coupling (or tripling) but I understand that those parts are what build the story line, tension, and characters. But it wasn't written particularly well, and it was kind of jerky, so it wasn't that integral for me.
It was what it was. Smut. Personally, I'd like something just all around better (Maybe one of those paranormal romances that Cara always raves about?) but I didn't have very high expectations of this book (Well, I mean, the female protagonist's name IS Kat, though, so I was hoping it would be passable) and I wasn't really super disappointed.
Kat Rides the Iron Men
Christine Michaels
Old West Erotica
Published Feb 2010
163 pages
6/10
It's the Old West, and a woman named Kat has to save her home from creditors after her parents die. Although she has a younger sister to look out for, Kat leaves for more lucrative parts, so she can use the poker skills her dearly departed pa impressed upon her to save the family home. Meanwhile, lovers Gideon and Nathan have been hoping to add a woman's touch, so to speak, to their manly coupling, and Gideon just so happens to meet the ever passionate Kat at a poker table...
I love dirty-ass smut as much as the next guy - possibly more so, even. Unless the next guy just so happens to be the weird dude who used to come into the used book store I worked at; he would take a stack of historical romance novels into the washroom and not come out for 20 minutes at a time. Eventually he was caught jerkin' it by one of the staffers who forgot he was in there. No lie. He may like dirty-ass smut more than I do. But only just barely.
This was basically smut with a loose (Ha!) plot line holding it all together. There was a bit of a build up to the first encounter, and then each subsequent encounter became more and more daring, until the final... climax.
The dirty parts were written well enough that reading it at work proved to be somewhat... distracting. I always seemed to be interrupted during the juiciest bits, and would find myself looking up from a wild, no-holes-barred threesome... right into the eyes of some delicious looking guy and his buddies. Christ. If only they knew what I was reading! If it was a porno movie, there would have definitely been some gettin' it on. My one criticism of the sex scenes is that the author's repeated use of the term "weeping pussy" really kind of grossed me out. You know what I think when I hear the term "weeping"? I think "weeping sores". Fucking gross.
The characters were the basic stock types. Aggressive and rough guy. Cool and collected guy. And headstrong stubborn chick, who happened to piss me off to no end because she was totally irrational and wishy-washy. None of them really drew me in, but they had all the necessary genitalia, so they were kind of necessary, I guess.
The non-smut bits were basically filler. I couldn't have really cared less about what was going on when they weren't coupling (or tripling) but I understand that those parts are what build the story line, tension, and characters. But it wasn't written particularly well, and it was kind of jerky, so it wasn't that integral for me.
It was what it was. Smut. Personally, I'd like something just all around better (Maybe one of those paranormal romances that Cara always raves about?) but I didn't have very high expectations of this book (Well, I mean, the female protagonist's name IS Kat, though, so I was hoping it would be passable) and I wasn't really super disappointed.
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