11 May 2012

Opening up a Smut Dialog


by Stephanie Beck

Have you ever felt like you’re the only one who likes naughty books? I recently found a few acquaintances I’ve known for years are closet smut readers. When they find out I write naughty books, they tell me in hushed whispers about their favorite books. They say they wish they’d known what I did for years since they’re always looking for new stories and people to talk books with.

These conversations led me to wonder how I could have opened up the smut dialog years ago and I came up with a few tips when feeling out the waters.

Do:
Ask about hobbies, likes and dislikes.
Easy enough thing to do. If they are a new friend, you’ll want to know these things anyway. If some of their likes line up with yours, there’s a chance other things will as well.
Don’t:
Immediately ask what they enjoy reading.
Reading material can invoke a lot of judginess in some people, so if you ask straight out, that other person just might name a best seller or other ‘safe’ book.

Do:
Keep your bookshelves well stocked with what you like and within view in your home.
If you’re a big reader and books are your passion, let it show!
Don’t:
Keep highly suggestive material at a child’s level when expecting company with kids.
Do you really want to explain to an acquaintance’s child what the people on the cover are doing? Really?
Do: 
Keep an open mind.
If another closet smut reader comes out to you and it’s not your brand of smut, maybe it’s time to try something new. Or maybe not, you just never know what others are really reading!!
Don’t:  
Kill a budding book friendship based on their love of Twilight, Shades of Gray or other big name books that you might not love.
If you find someone who likes those things, they’ve just dipped their toe in the world of smut. Welcome them into the sea of smutty goodness!

When it’s time to have the ‘smut discussion’ with acquaintances, I hope these tips will help you find a new friend to swap books and giggles with!!

All the best,

Stephanie Beck

Searching for Smut by Stephanie Beck

Donna is on the hunt for a cowboy to ride into the sunset. So far, she’s had fun, but nothing special enough to settle down. Cal’s plan is about to be set into action. After months of watching Donna, he’s done his homework and is ready to offer her everything she wants. When Donna’s real desires come to life, Cal will have to think on his feet if he wants more than just one night.

Smutty Sneak Peek!

Donna really was too sweet for the mercenary sex she indulged in, but she needed it. She’d been hoping to find a nice guy who shared her kink to start a relationship with. So far she’d hooked up with losers in Dallas. Even back in her hometown, she hadn’t found a guy worth driving three hours to visit every week.

When Cal walked in she’d been a little let down. He was a dork, always had been. A nice dork, but not the tough, sexy, cowboy of her darkest fantasies. Still, he cleaned up well.

Setting his hat on the bar, he ordered a beer. His sandy brown hair appeared freshly cut, enhancing what she just noticed were killer cheekbones. She took another sip of her drink. She’d get a buzz and have nice sex with Cal. If she couldn’t have a real cowboy, she could at least tie him down and ride into the sunset.

“Are you going to buy me a drink, cowboy?” she asked.

He looked at her glass then at her. The dark, deep quality of his eyes reminded her of the heart of a storm. Her pussy jumped. Maybe “nice” sex with him wouldn’t be such a letdown.

He smiled. “I was thinking we could continue this at my place.”

The men she’d been dealing with on the weekend trips had waited for her to make the first move, usually much later into the night, after plenty of alcohol. Cal’s take-charge attitude gave her a peek at the high she’d been chasing. She’d hung out with his sister in high school, so she knew his family well. He wasn’t technically a stranger, so she felt even better about going home with him.

She tucked her purse on her shoulder and hopped off the stool.

“I’m ready when you are.” 

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