Sex and sex and more sex. That’s what this site is all about, right?
Not so fast. There may be more to Juicy Secrets than just giving our readers something to help them jack or jill off. We aren’t your typical erotica website. Sure, orgasms are the goal, just as getting runners to home plate is the goal in baseball when a team is at bat, and preventing that when a team is in the field. I’m not much on sports, but I do at least know that much. But this metaphor of relating the reading of erotic fiction to reach an orgasm through a particular type of entertainment to a game in sports is more accurate than one would believe at first blush.
Again, I know very little about sports — only what I was forced to learn in school — but one thing I do know is that some teams are better at achieving those goals than others. It’s the team that is better at playing the game that usually wins. And that’s because it isn’t the goal that matters, but how the goal is achieved. In other words, it’s the way each individual player approaches the game that is most important. And the players who have the better approach to the game are the ones who are the most successful, even within the framework of a single team. That is why I was often the last or close to the last person chosen when we picked teams for softball at my school. You see, I throw like a girl, but that’s fine with me. I am a girl.
But while I throw like a girl, I write like a pro. So does Naughty Mommy. And JetBoy does as well. So do all the other writers published here. Because, you see, while the orgasm is the goal, the quality of the story is the game. And that is what’s most important to us, the owners of this site.
We have published quite a few stories as well as chapters of longer works here in the past twenty-one months. Over 900 stories and chapters have been posted to the site (as of this writing), and that doesn’t include the nearly twenty blog entries, stories, and chapters that are waiting to be posted. And there are many more to come beyond those. We have seen a tremendous increase in stories sent our way that meet our standards, and I can attest to the high bar we set for writers of our type of fiction. It takes all three of the site’s owners to agree to publish a story for that to happen. We each have veto power, so only the best gets shown to our readers.
Lately, we have tried to push the envelope a bit to bring you the best erotic fiction we can find. We have posted our first story that includes some male sexual activity beyond what would be necessary for the plot. The author requested that we keep this part in if we wished to publish it, and after reading the entire story, we all agreed. The quality of the story was just too good to pass up, especially since the final lesbian scene that is the ultimate payoff positively sizzles.
We search for good stories. We search for writers as anal about good writing as we are. But often the stories with the best writing take a while to develop enough to introduce the sex. If a reader encounters a story and cares nothing about the characters in the story, he or she will stop reading it soon. Writers of quality erotica take the time to allow us to get to know the characters before rushing them into a sex scene, or they take the time to develop a situation fully. Writers of bad erotica just want to get off and stop writing.
We are fully aware that this can be frustrating for readers at times. I vividly recall getting the next chapter of Naughty Mommy’s wonderful tale, Serendipity, reading it, and finding there was very little sex in the chapter, if any at all. I found myself wanting to read about the sexual encounter I knew was on the horizon but had not been written yet. I had to wait, but in the end, her pacing of that fine story made everything better. And by the time Serendipity reached its ending, I was too involved with the characters and their situations to ever abandon reading it.
I took a big chance with my own I Was the Daughter of a Porn Star when I decided I wanted more to my saga than just one sexual encounter after another. I wanted tension. I wanted my characters to have problems. I wanted verisimilitude, which is the appearance of reality in a fictional situation. I discussed my plan with my partners through emails before starting that voyage, and they agreed with me. In Part Two of the novel, I thrust my characters into situations that involved blackmail, kidnapping, sexual slavery, and a daring escape, among others. Two characters I’d taken time to develop died. A seven-year-old girl lived without her mother until she was twelve. I was taking a big chance, but I think those who stuck with this story have enjoyed it more than if I had continued with the “sexual encounter of the week” format I had been following. Part Three has its own situations and conflicts, and more problems lurk on the horizon, despite the fact that everything seems perfect for our heroine at present. That’s how real life is.
JetBoy’s story, “Loving Lisa,” which so far has eight chapters for your reading pleasure, took quite a while getting to the sex. The opening chapter has none between the narrator and the girl she’s so attracted to. Yes, the young girl, Lisa, is seen masturbating, but that’s it. There are small scenes of sexual play between the narrator and Lisa, with each being hotter than the last, but the payoff doesn’t really come until Chapter 6. This story is an adaptation of a story by Louisa May, something JetBoy excels at, and as good as Louisa May’s writing was, I am convinced that JetBoy’s adaptation is better. I am certain of one thing about JetBoy. I am not heterosexual, but I imagine his wife is a happy woman when it comes to sex because this man knows how to build to the payoff.
I have visited many story sites like ours, and often I am less than thrilled. If I open a story and two people are engaged in sex in the opening paragraph, I skim forward to about the halfway point to check out where the story is headed. Then 9 times out of 10, I find another story, unless I am very familiar with that author and understand why it is written the way it is. To me, the only time that would be the way to open a story is if it leads to a flashback or some other seduction, or if the story itself depends on the sexual encounter to continue. It’s as simple as that because the sex itself isn’t what really gets me going. It’s the lead up. The seduction. The situation. Is that because I’m a woman? I hope not. I like to think men enjoy quality erotica as well.
We will soon be publishing a story that just came to us that has absolutely no sex until chapter three, and that is only a brief encounter. Likewise, No One’s wonderful tale, “Remnants,” merely hints at sex until halfway through the third part of a three-part story, yet we felt honored to publish it for our readers. Why? Because it was well-written, a story that allowed us to get to know the two main characters, one of whom doesn’t show up until chapter two. When the sex finally arrived for us, it was a pay-off worth waiting for. It takes talent to do what No One and the other author I mention in the first sentence of this paragraph have done. They understand the nuances of the game, so they play it extremely well.
And that’s the name of the game in erotica. What each of us tries to do is include enough sex to make it erotic and provide satisfaction to our readers, while including enough story, character, and conflict to keep readers coming back to find out how everything turns out. It’s called pacing.
The title of this blog article is a question that has been asked probably countless times in emails and comments on the site. We do not apologize for making you wait. The sex will come, but only after you get to know who the characters are beyond their names. I’m certain the vast majority of our readers appreciate that. Look at it this way. Ask any woman if she would prefer a partner who takes his or her time getting her to her first orgasm of their encounter, or one that dives in straight for the clit to see if he or she can beat that twenty-five second record for bringing the woman off, and see what answer you get. I doubt the answer would surprise you unless you are totally inexperienced with sex beyond masturbation. We here at Juicy Secrets are the same way as every woman on the planet. We enjoy the foreplay as much as the orgasm, if not more.
So come along for the ride. The payoff is always better when the ride is longer.