Where oh, where do I start with this one? Zuke felt a bit put out by my last review of her "Seven Deadly Sins" because she seemed to not like her writing being in the catergory of "classy". Well Zukie, I think you just changed that whole perception with this one!
I knew damn well that Zuke had more trash than class and I was patient in the waiting (it was within 24 hours of the posting of "Seven..." that I recieved this compilation of smut in my inbox). Zuke is determined to save her reputation as a hardcore sleaze writer and she came to the right analyst of sleaze to prove herself ( and she didn't even have to climb a water tower with a bucket of paint to do so!). Although Zuke has no need to prove herself, she is already featured on Mary D's and Lunacy's, so why here? Because this is the Amazon Sweat Hut! And damnit! It's fun.
So, without any further ado, I bring you the Moist Review of "Moving Day" from the Amazon Sweat Hut...
"Moving Day" is the first installment of a series that features the characters Air and Skeeter. Do not ask about the names, it is explained in future editions and Zuke has an interesting sense of humor, rivalling my own. This looks to be a uber tale PWP?. Air, taking the form of Xena. And Skeeter, filling in for Gabrielle.
Sex scenes: 1
Moist/Moisture: 1 -- I was rather put off by that, but Zuke makes up for it. Lots of wetness
Climaxes: 1 -- Although with Zuke, if she built it, they would cum.
Kink Factor? Once again, we find ourselves in the ladies room of a lesbian bar. This scenario is coming up often enough that this will soon become a stereotype. If only these things would happen in the local straight bars around here, but the barternders are quite adamant about not letting two people of the opposite sex into the bathroom at the same time, Then you wouldn't have to either A: end up at the exit 61 truck stop, or B: learn new and interesting ways to overcome that hump in the backseat, or how to avoid a console in a pick-up... Oh, geez, I digress..........
We've got the mixers for a great PWP? in this little doosey. We got the new girl in town, Skeeter, checking out the local digs. She gets herself into a battle of wits with a couple of the regular patrons, there is a third, but she is quiet throughout the conversation.
The challenge? Is she a real lesbian or just a curious little girl who's husband wonders where she is? Is Skeeter willing to take one of them into the bathroom to prove to them that she has a certified "Lickher License".
If not, she will not be able to drink in that bar??? Now I know I have had to prove myself to the local boys that I can hold my liquor, and damnit! I drank them under the table, earning their respect. Hell, I've earned more than that when I fought on their sides. I digress again, sorry.
With warnings abound in the discalimers (e.g. "Read at your own risk --keep ice ready") you know you're in for a sloshy ride.
Zuke still holds true to using correct names for the female anatomy. We still see our fair share of clits, breasts, nipples, areole (not very common to throw into a sex scene), and she still opts for 'sex' in description of the nether regions.
But she does throw in the Queen Mother of words that you just don't say to or call a woman (I happen to have no problem with it). Cunt. That's right, I said it, cunt, cunt, cunt ,cunt.
Not only do we just have a cunt, it spasms too! Twice!
I never said that this was a pretty scene. It is just about as dirty and sleazy as a ladies room tryst can be between two people that don't even know each other's names.
There's rubbing, thrusting, mouth explorations, grunts, whimpers, and nipple rings.
"She began to rub against my thigh, which was still shoved between her legs. Ah well, places to go, clits to see." -- If this gives you any inkling as to what is to follow... I thought this was a great line.
"She was dripping with arousal and my mouth began to water" -- Dripping with arousal, watering mouths, I think you should really grab a palm frond from the wall and get to work. This really is a busy story.
"Finally, I leaned down, and in one long motion, ran my tongue along the entire length of her sex." -- I warned you!
"...she could feel my breath on her clit. It glistened and danced with desire." -- And the talented clit began to
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