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Rapture erotica: “Rapture” by Angela Caperton in Orgasmic: Erotica for Women

May 20, 2011

This is a very timely excerpt from a story I hope you will read in full, “Rapture” by Angela Caperton, from Orgasmic: Erotica for Women.

The comfortable silence that fell between them dragged on until the last glimmer of dusk was swallowed by the night. The moon watched unashamed and Margaret wondered what would happen to it when He came. Would it still be there, or would its wicked pull and maddening shine be cast out of the sky? She hoped not. She’d always liked the moon, liked how its light felt on her skin, how it seemed to turn her to warm mist, and sometimes, when she’d stared at it on long summer nights, she felt its touch in her most private parts. She never told anyone about the odd tightness in her center or the warm wetness between her legs, but she wanted to tell Robert now.

“Sh-should we pray, Robert?” He shifted some, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer to him as he braced his feet to hold them in the narrow valley where the gable and the roof met.

“Quietly, I guess. Wouldn’t want to wake the neighbors.” The laughter came again, not so deep nor so long, and they grew quiet, lying face-to-face, close enough now for her to see his eyes, like lakes with the rising moon reflected.

He leaned close and whispered against her ear, his lips warm. “Our Father, who art…”

Margaret closed her eyes and echoed his words in hushed whispers. She felt the feather of his breath on her cheek, and then their noses bumped, and she felt his breath on her lips, the prayers almost silent, because her breath was gone.

Her heart pounded as Robert’s mouth closed over hers, firm, moist; he pressed against her, not the chaste peck of Brother and Sister, but a kiss….

Her lips parted, welcoming him, her arms circling him as she felt the first delicious stroke of his tongue along hers. A giddy feeling bolted through her and for a moment, she knew the sense of certain damnation.

Then her arms wrapped around his chest, her fingers grew lost in his hair, and a groan of desire, the most joyous “Amen” Margaret had ever heard, filled her ears.

His hands found her breast under the thin Ascension robe and the shift she wore beneath it. Wetness returned between her legs, along with surging heat and as the moon glittered in the sky, Margaret felt herself under its spell.

She pressed hard against him, their robes tangling. His hands caressed her back, one slipping down over her bottom, impatient with the pale wool. The heat of his palm burned through her linen shift as he worked the dress up her calf, then her thigh. The kiss never relaxed, never ceased to demand and give.

His hellfire hand ran up the bare skin of her leg, lingering at the knee, then climbing, fast and certain, up her thigh to the place no man had ever touched before, but where she had stroked sometimes on the most lunatic of nights.

Read all of “Rapture” in Orgasmic: Erotica for Women.

Winner, 2011 Gold IPPY (Independent Publisher) Award for Erotica!

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Fresh Fiction reviews and likes Orgasmic

October 13, 2010

From the excellent book review site Fresh Fiction:

Orgasmic springs from a delicious idea — a book of erotica that explores every possible type of orgasm. This highly original concept could only have come from the delightfully dirty (and brilliant) mind of Rachel Kramer Bussel. Oral sensations, digital delights, tricks with toys, and the old bump and grind are all featured, along with many more imaginative ways to bring a lover to climax. By taking the reins, one woman finds pleasure on top; an experimental lover discovers ecstasy with a remote-controlled vibrator; body and soul merge in multiple orgasms through tantric sex. Orgasmic covers it all, from the familiar to the uncharted, opening up a Pandora’s Box of scenarios and techniques to bring readers to new heights of pleasure.

Great Orgasmic review at EDGE

August 16, 2010

From EDGE:

The book opens with Elizabeth Coldwell’s “The Waiting Game,” in which a woman who finds that “the more frequently I come, the weaker, less enjoyable and harder to achieve those climaxes become,” is teased by her husband for days before she is allowed to release, until “the pleasure that has been building and building with no outlet for some many days now comes gushing forth.”

A similar scene unfolds in Rowan Elizabeth’s “Hurdles,” when a woman who finds it hard to come gives her lover the explicit instructions needed to send her over the edge. And in Donna George Storey’s “The Big O,” a woman surprises her husband while he is away on vacation by embarking upon a “sexercise” regimen aimed at strengthened her Kegel muscles and improving their orgasms.

In Velvet Moore’s “Chemistry,” a woman’s arousal is triggered by the smells of a science lab, and in Susie Hara’s “Fixing the Pipes,” a woman reaches climax when her husband pretends to be a horny plumber. Voyeurism (and sexy heels) takes a turn in Neve Black’s “Animal Inside.”

Sex toys also play a role in several of the stories. In Lolita Lopez’s “The Chair,” a sexual submissive earns the right to sit in her master’s inventive sex chair, complete with motorized vibrators. In Dusty Horn’s “Share,” two women explore the thrills of the double dong. And a toy robot does the trick in Sylvia Lowry’s “Old Faithful.”

Orgasmic: Erotica for Women will be published in August 2010

April 8, 2010

Orgasmic: Erotica for Women is an anthology edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel, which will be published by Cleis Press in August 2010. Contact Rachel at rachelkramerbussel at

There will be readings from Orgasmic October 21st at In The Flesh Reading Series in New York City.

Orgasmic is available for pre-order from

Introduction: Let Me Count the Ways…

The Waiting Game Elizabeth Coldwell
What’s in a Name? Jacqueline Applebee
Chemistry Velvet Moore
The Chair Lolita Lopez
Fixing the Pipes Susie Hara
Share Dusty Horn
Hurdles Rowan Elizabeth
Seeing Stars Louisa Harte
Old Faithful Sylvia Lowry
Paying It Forward Kendra Wayne
The Big O Donna George Storey
Moon Tantra Teresa Noelle Roberts
Feet on the Dashboard Rachel Green
Frosting First Lana Fox
All She Wanted Andrea Dale
Making Shapes Lily Harlem
Rapture Angela Caperton
Belted Rachel Kramer Bussel
Rise and Shine Heidi Champa
Taking the Reins Vanessa Vaughn
First Date with the Dom Noelle Keely
Animal Inside Neve Black
The London O Justine Elyot
Fight Charlotte Stein
Switch Jade Melisande


Let Me Count The Ways…

Orgasm: like sex, it’s one word that means many different things to many different people. For many women, it’s the center of their sexual life, a daily occurrence; something to look forward to, experiment with. For
some it means a gushing rush of pleasure, for others it’s a little wave they delight in cresting.

Every woman who orgasms may describe it differently.

Yet there are many women, myself included, who find orgasm not so easy to achieve much of the time (yes, it’s trueæI love sex, and get turned on, but coming is a bit more complex for me). In “Hurdles,” Rowan Elizabeth writes of such a character: “I can’t win this. And it’s my hang-up, too. I feel like there’s something I’m just not doing right. Maybe if I tighten my legs a little more or squeeze my eyes shut harder, then we’d get there together.”

Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary defines orgasm as “intense or paroxysmal excitement; especially: an explosive discharge of neuromuscular tensions at the height of sexual arousal that is usually accompanied by the ejaculation of semen in the male and by vaginal contractions in the female.” It comes from the Latin and Greek (orgasmus/orgasmos), from organ “to grow ripe, be lustful.” I like that description, though what it leaves out is that for women, orgasm can stretch beyond the boundaries of ejaculation, can continue on and on, can be drawn out for as long as the woman (or her partner) wants to indulge in the experience.

In Lolita Lopez’s perfectly kinky story, “The Chair,” sex toys and submission go hand in hand with orgasm for the protagonist. “Lily’s orgasms changed from separate events to one long and unending oscillation of bliss.” Her “punishment” at the hands of Cal is one she’s very, very happy to absorb.

There are countless articles and books telling you how to have a bigger, better orgasm. I don’t want to add to the clamor of the voices saying, You must orgasm now. Instead, I want Orgasmic to be a fictional showcase of some of the reasons, methods and delights women bring to their orgasms. I want these red-hot stories to help get you warmed up, primed, aroused. I want them to make you squirm with desire, identification, curiosity. I want you to read these stories aloud to a lover…or someone you wish were your lover.

I did my best to capture an array of big (and little) Os, moments where the world feels like it’s exploding in your body, orgasms that rock more than just your world. These stories capture the ferocity, intensity and power of women’s orgasms, however they’re achieved. I couldn’t include every way women come in this book, or it would be much longer than it is now, but I wanted to include a varied look at what gets women off, which means it’s not always a man or another woman, or even a machine that does the trick. Vanessa Vaughn taps into a classic route with “Taking the Reins:”

As I straddle the seat and slowly lower myself down, I feel a familiar tingle of excitement deep inside. I can sense the monstrous size of the body between my thighs, the large chest expanding and contracting broadly with each breath. The smell of fresh, conditioned leather smothers my sensesæwell, that, and also the slight musky tinge of sweat. It is a raw smell mixed with rich, dark dirt.

Speaking of orgasm how-tos, in “The Big O” by Donna George Storey, she both skewers the omnipresent women’s magazine sex advice and adds a saucy twist as her protagonist puts into practice “The Sexercise Prescription: A Stronger Secret You in Six Weeks.”

The women in Orgasmic climax from tantric sex, role-playing, piercing, G-spot play, sex toys and even chemistry–the scientific kind. They delight in food, God and handymen. They create their own objects of pleasure; they spy, tease, obey, command, argue, submit. Some are shy about their orgasms and some are bold as can be.

They come, and come and come again, and they do it in some of the hottest, most creative ways you can think of. Visit me at if you just can’t get enough…orgasms, that is.

Rachel Kramer Bussel
New York City