Going Over to the Dark Side

Lisabet SaraiGuest Blog Post By Lisabet Sarai

When I first began writing erotica, more than twenty years ago, I had no filters. I was writing to explore my own fantasies and to relive (and usually elaborate) my personal sexual adventures. I had no idea about genres, rules or prohibitions.

My first novel (Raw Silk) includes scenes with two women, two sexually-involved men and two women, three men and a woman, and so on (as well as many straight MF scenes). It had sex in a fountain, sex on a boat, sex in a Buddhist temple, sex in a restaurant. Various articles are inserted into various orifices, including chopsticks, a hairbrush, a bedpost and a mango.

The book also incorporates scenarios that would now be labeled “dubious consent” and even a golden shower (though the editor made me remove this before publication).

My second novel (Miranda’s Masks) went even further. The main character acts out a whole range of erotic scenes, particularly focused on anonymous sex. For instance, she masturbates on a subway while a Japanese businessman watches, then allows him to fuck her against the brick wall of an alley. She takes on two rough strangers on the billiard table of a seedy bar, then sucks the young bartender for a finale. She plays the little girl to a Daddy met on the Internet and takes the stage in a private BDSM club.

Only when I first signed on with a romance publisher (in 2006) did I begin to learn that some readers have very specific expectations for erotic fiction. For instance, as much as I adore woman-on-woman interactions, I was told in no uncertain terms to keep them out of a mostly heterosexual erotic romance. Even more verboten was any sort of straight sex in a mostly gay male story. I discovered (to my dismay!) that readers frown on erotic romance heroines who have sex with anyone other than their destined partner and mate, even before either protagonist is committed.

At the same time, non-romance calls for submission seemed to become more rule-infested as well. This was partly due to changes in the publishing industry, such as Amazon’s jihad against erotic content, as well as a growing preference for romance-y happy endings.

Gradually, I began to tame my imagination, for the sake of my bottom line. I tried to compartmentalize my fantasies, keeping the FF scenes for my FF fiction, the MM scenes for my MM fiction, and so on. I toned down my attraction for rough sex. I carefully omitted bodily fluids. I made all my characters eighteen before they even thought about sex, as ridiculous as that might be. I also avoided dark or ambiguous endings to my tales.

None of this really helped my sales. I wrote books that I thought were pretty good, but rarely did they have the dynamic energy I found in my early work.

Then I started hanging out with Larry Archer.

Online, I mean. I’ve never met Larry in the flesh (an idiom that I suspect is more than usually apt in his case!), but we began corresponding, reading and reviewing each other’s work, sharing personal stories and even trying to write together.

Collaborating on the actual writing didn’t go all that well. Our writing processes are too different. However, we seemed to catalyze each other’s imaginations. In particular, the world he has created in his Foxy and Larry stories seemed ripe with possibilities.

Two books came out of our initial attempts: my Hot Brides in Vegas and his Nina: The Fallen Ballerina.

I had enormous fun writing Hot Brides. I threw away the rules. I let my imagination (and my libido) run free. Anyone was allowed (hey, encouraged!) to get it on with anyone else. Sex could be public, messy, with as many partners as I felt like. My characters could act as slutty as they truly wanted to be. Nobody would criticize them—quite the contrary!

Like so many of the characters in Larry’s books, I’d been seduced to the dark side. And I loved it!

Furthermore, the book sold surprisingly well, much better than most of my romance. Maybe that’s because readers could tell how much fun I had writing it.

We decided to try joint creation again, roughing out the characters and plot for Crashing a Swinger’s Pajama Party. We each wrote a few chapters before I threw in the towel. Once again our visions and our approaches clashed. Meanwhile, I was inspired to write a sequel to Hot Brides, entitled More Brides in Vegas.

It’s much wilder than Hot Brides, with predatory MILFs, rock star Doms, homoerotic priests, orgies, gangbangs, partner swapping, spanking and more. I’m definitely getting the hand of this dark side thing.

Both of the new books will be out soon, as soon as we finish the editing. As with the previous pair, each of us is producing an introduction for the other’s book.

MoreBridesInVegas_400Here’s the cover and blurb for my story. You can find an excerpt on my website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/morebridesex.html).

Tying the knot — with no strings attached!

Who can resist love at first sight? The minute Ted saw Annie shedding her clothes on stage at The Fox’s Den, he fell head over heels for the petite, busty redhead.

She had to make the first move, though, dragging him into an impromptu orgy in the Den’s VIP suite, along with technically-virgin bride Francesca, secret slut Laura, and hot black mama Chantal.

Now Annie and Ted are getting married, and they’ve invited all their friends from that wild Amateur Night to the party. Taking over a vintage eighties motel with a courtyard and pool for their private function, the bride and groom expect a certain amount of carnal excess.

Still, nobody’s prepared for the sexual free-for-all that breaks loose, involving not only the gals from the Den but also Annie’s rock star brother, Ted’s MILF mother, Chantal’s new slave girl, a lascivious hippie couple, a susceptible priest, the butch hotel manager, and an entire Scottish rugby team.

As the wedding guests act out their secret fantasies, they push the limits of both lust and love. Finally arriving at the altar, after an exhausting, arousing twenty-four hours, Annie and Ted realize that tying the knot doesn’t have to mean tying themselves down.

Stay tuned for news about our releases. (You might want to subscribe to my blog Beyond Romance: http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com.)

Then come join us on the dark side! I guarantee you won’t regret it.



About LarryArcher

Larry Archer's the name, smut's my game. I am a writer of erotic literature that's generally always HEA (Happily Ever After), which typically involves no regrets sex. I write in a humorous style with a plot and suitable for reading with one hand. My stories are full of sexual situations that are often taken straight from our swinger lifestyle in Las Vegas. If you want to enjoy erotica, where every page is dripping with action, give me a try.
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5 Responses to Going Over to the Dark Side

  1. lisabetsarai says:

    Hi, Larry — thanks for inviting me over!


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  2. LarryArcher says:

    See I told you it wouldn’t hurt, well at least not too bad! Social intercourse with you is always so much fun. It’s too bad that we live half a world apart.

    Of course, Foxy has commented on how cute you were, which is her way of saying, “Once again you’re going to have to settle for sloppy seconds!”


  3. Huck Pilgrim says:

    Welcome to the dark side! I have had a similar experience learning the rule and abandoning the rules. Thanks for posting. It’s always fun to read another author’s story. I hope you get big sales with the new book.

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  4. I’m tempted to be lured over to the dark side… I, too, find the rigid genre expectations increasingly difficult to deal with. Or I might retreat from erotica altogether and focus on romcom. Sales are quite important at this point in a way that they weren’t previously.

    I’m glad that you’re having fun all over again 🙂 That’s so important. It’s not nearly as satisfying, writing when you feel hamstrung.

    Now, speaking of dark side, I challenge you to write a stormtrooper gang bang, lol…

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  5. LarryArcher says:

    I think that one thing which differentiates me from other authors is that I have no formal training in writing and English was a subject that I disliked in school. I love to read but writing generally sucked for me. Then came the day I read a terrible story on Literotica (I think) and thought to myself, “I have a dirty mind and could certainly do better than that.”

    Without knowing how you are “supposed” to write a story, I started pounding the keys. It’s like a common thing people ding me about is that my stories normally have no conflict and resolution. To me, stroke is a different animal from normal erotica and I would never claim to be able to write stories that check all the boxes on what a story should have.

    I’m not driven to make money at this, while I certainly don’t turn it down. If I needed the money, my attitudes would change real quick.

    Now the thought of a Stormtrooper Gang Bang sounds intriguing, I can just see Amazon and their red pencil getting ready to strike. That is my personal peeve, the censorship that Amazon puts on us while writers of other genres such as horror don’t have.

    Thanks for your comments and hope to hear from you again.


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