Subject:      Celestial Reviews 125 - Oct 12
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Celestial Reviews 125 - October 12, 1996

Note:  A correspondent has mentioned to me that he has a very large number
of stories ("about a gig") archived, which he would like to share with
someone who would be willing to repost the good ones.  If anyone wants to
take him up on this offer, let me know, and I'll put you in contact with
him.

Second Note:  I often receive very long messages that say something like,
"You wrote:" and then enclose a copy of a whole issue of CR or of one of
my Monthly Lists.  I assume people do this because they're either careless
or not very bright.  Am I missing something?  Am I supposed to respond,
perhaps by saying, "Yes I did"?  If I do make that response, should I
enclose a copy of that person's "You wrote" along with my whole article
again?

- Celeste

      "Until Next Year" by Michael K. Smith (romance)
            10, 8, 6
      "Trinity Trilogy Novel 14/14" by Tom Trinity
            (orgies and relationships) 10, 10, 10
      "Darcy and Elizabeth" by Mark Aster (romance)
            10, 10, 10
      "Shannon" by Dirty Dawg (romance) 10, 10, 10
      "My Cock-Crazy Wife" by J. Boswell (wife watching)
            9.5, 8, 7
      "Hylas and the Water Nymphs" by Ancon (orgies &
            decadence) 8, 7, 7
      "Watch the Watch" by RC (hypnosis) 10, 9, 9
    * "Debby's Dark Lust" by Vic S. (race fetish & fantasy)
             10, 10, 10

* Repost of a previous review (because the story has recently
   been reposted in a corrected version).

"Until Next Year" by Michael K. Smith (mksmith@metronet.com).  The
scenario described in this story takes place in front of a crowd of
largely confused people; they don't quite know what happened.  I feel like
a member of that crowd.  A man (presumably the author himself) is part of
a group saying good-bye to a woman after some unspecified kind of annual
gathering in Baltimore.  She is only 34 years old, but has suffered a
stoke, from which she has made a surprising recovery.  She surprises the
narrator by giving him an unusually passionate good-bye kiss.  That's
about it; the rest is left to the imagination.

If you're unfamiliar with this author but looking for a hot sex story,
you'll want to skip this one.  If you know the rest of this author's work,
you may want to read this to see what else you can learn about him.

Ratings for "Until Next Year"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 8
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 6

"Trinity Trilogy Novel 14/14" by Tom Trinity (stbush@iglou.com).  As we
near the end of the Trinity Trilogy Odyssey, I am willing to accept the
editor's assertion that it is true that a group of three woman and one man
could share each other's affections with one another and with outsiders
and joyfully fuck their mutual brains out without any difficulties arising
from possessiveness or jealousy.  I am also willing to accept the notion
that the daughter of this unorthodox but happy relationship would be sound
asleep or fortuitously absent often enough for these good times to take
place without causing unseemly scandal to her.  Where I encountered
problems was with the following conversation between Tom and Jennifer:

"Daddy, may I ask you something?"

"Of course, Sugar."

"Is there REALLY a Santa Claus?"

I glanced over at her and smiled.  I recalled some of the elaborate ploys
we
had used in the past.  Among the four of us, we had generally reinforced
Jennifer's belief in Santa.

"Sugar, of course Santa's real."

"But the kids at school..."

"Never mind the kids at school.  You've read the stories, what do you
think?"

She frowned in thought, then her eyes sparkled.  "I think that it's magic.
If you believe in magic, it works.  If you don't, it doesn't work."

"I think you've got it exactly right, Sugar.  If you believe in Santa,
he's
real.  Those kids who don't believe -- their parents have to buy all their
Christmas gifts."

"Does Santa buy Christmas gifts?"

"Sometimes.  If the elves can't make them.  There are copyright problems,
sometimes."

She laughed.  She turned the volume back up on the tape player, and sang
along with Karen Carpenter.

"Why do birds suddenly appear, every time you are near..."

* * *

I know what you're thinking - What kind of parent would let his child
listen to Karen Carpenter in 1994?  But that's not my problem.  Unless I
have miscounted, Jennifer is 13 years old - and she still believes in
Santa Claus?  I don't think even the direct and legitimate offspring of
Mr. and Mrs. Claus themselves believe in Santa at that age!  Since this is
a sex story, not a Christmas story, I'll let it slide.  But that bit of
unreality just before the First Orgy in Pittsburgh certainly disrupted my
ambiance.

Speaking of Pittsburgh - if you ever get to that city, go up the incline
across from the stadium at the confluence of the Three Rivers.  There are
some great restaurants up there; and if you look around you might find a
nice hotel with a balcony on which my husband and I discovered that
Pittsburgh's reputation as an over-industrialized, unromantic place is
just plain inaccurate.

This first half of this final segment is heavy on sentiment - Christmas
with the Trilogy and things like that.  For one interesting Christmas
present Tom receives issues of Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler with the
girls dubbed in as centerfolds.  I have a truth-is-better-than-fiction
story related to that present.  A few weeks ago our volleyball team
gathered at a pizza place after our game.  One of the other ladies somehow
managed to get the conversation around to Bruce Willis, and I commented
that he "wasn't my type of guy."  She quickly reached into her purse,
pulled out a color photograph, flung it on the table in front of us, and
snarled, "Then how do you explain this?"  There I was, stark naked, doing
the wild thing with Bruce Willis!  I assure you that Bruce and I have
never met.  My friend is a computer graphics genius.  She had simply
obtained a picture of me, a picture of Willis from People or some such
magazine, and a picture of a couple making the sign of the eight-legged
aardvark from a porn magazine.  Then she scanned all three, combined them,
and touched them up.  After seeing that picture, I no longer understand
how photographs can be accepted as evidence in courts of law!  I was
lucky.  I had been scheduled to have Dennis Rodman for my partner, but his
body art was "too much trouble" to work with.  One of my teammates was
"photographed" doing it with Jenny McCarthy.

The final half of this segment goes into interesting but largely non-sexy
details that attempt to bring closure to the story.  However, the story
doesn't really end.  I get the impression that there may be more yet to
come.

A summative comment on the entire series seems to be in order.  The
outstanding characteristic of this series is that the stories are
optimistic about life and about sexual activities.  The people in this
series have fun, and nobody gets hurt by their sexual adventures.  The
author and editor are a bit preoccupied with asserting that these stories
are authentic - that these events really happened to real people.  I
really don't care.  The stories come across to me as optimistically
realistic, and I like that.

I have a value system that tells me I should lead my life a little
differently than these people do.  I get the feeling that these people
would tell me that's fine with them: they would go to sci-fi conventions
and fuck their brains out, and I could sit at my computer and read about
their escapades and review their stories and we could all be friends.  It
was a pleasure to read and review this high-quality series of stories.

Ratings for "Trinity Trilogy Novel 14/14"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 10
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10

"Darcy and Elizabeth" by Mark Aster (MyFrThAl@aol.com).  I take my Jane
Austen seriously.  I refuse to assign any Jane Austen works to my
students.  They may report on her work for extra credit or as an optional
assignment; but I don't want to force her on them.  I'm afraid that in
their adolescent immaturity they'll hate the stories because nothing
explodes in them or because some of the words are unfamiliar; and I want
them to remain open to the pleasure of reading her work when they are old
enough to relax and enjoy it.

And so, I told myself, Mark Aster had better be careful how he treats
Darcy and Elizabeth in this apocryphal Chapter 60 (Volume III, Chapter
XVIII), continued.  This chapter can more interestingly replace the
chapter of the same number which is so amiably summarized in Cliff's
Notes.

The story commences shortly after the nuptials. "Mr. Darcy," Elizabeth
says, and then laughs at herself, "I find, sir, that I do not know how to
address you, in our new state of existence.  Shall I call you
Fitzwilliam?"  Her husband is so pleased by the sound of his name in her
mouth that he owns that she can call him by it twelve hours in the day if
she wishes."  And so it goes, as the erstwhile proud and prejudiced
prepare for the deflowering and the concomitant festivities. The thought
of Fitzwilliam's forthcoming friendly ferocity flows through the fervid
bride in a warm wave of feeling, as she becomes especially sensible of
those places that his hands have touched but a minute before. "I see that
it is my task here to tease and cajole that ferocity, until it quite
overwhelms your propriety, and emerges into the light, that we may both
appreciate it."

What can I say? Convention, sense, and sensibility all have their place -
but in a different novel, where they may contribute to the placidity and
good grace of human relation; but there are times when even the genteel
share sausage and eggs between the legs with a fervor that borders on
rapture. To find out what wanton events of amorous playfulness transpire
amidst the ensuing rain of muslin and calico, you'll have to read the
story thyself.

Ratings for "Darcy and Elizabeth"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 10
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10

"Shannon" by Dirty Dawg (drambo@primenet.com).  I had not read a Dirty
Dawg story for a long time, and I had never read this one; but as I
started into this story, it sure sounded familiar.  Greg and Shannon
become best friends in college; he loves her from afar; they both go on
with their lives; then comes a crisis and they find one another and live
happily ever after.  It's not really hot sex. In fact there's not much
explicit sex at all in this story; but I really enjoyed it.

Ratings for "Shannon"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 10
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10

"My Cock-Crazy Wife" by J. Boswell.  The man and his wife pay a surprise
visit to her sister whom they haven't seen in five years, and they find
her being humped by a guy with one of those monster cocks in her backyard.
 Later that evening the wife has passionate sex with the stud; and she
eats it up, so to speak.  Well, the wife and the stud fuck like rabbits
for the whole week while the husband and sister go about their business
routines.  When they go back home, the man realizes that he can never
satisfy his wife again; and so she places an ad in the free paper; and now
a continuous train of studs arrive at her door with offers to service her.
 I think this is supposed to be a happy ending.  It's not exactly the same
theme as a typical Dirty Dawg story, is it?

Ratings for "My Cock-Crazy Wife"
Athena (technical quality): 9.5
Venus (plot & character): 8
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 7

"Hylas and the Water Nymphs" by (Ancon@gnn.com). Hanging in the Manchester
City Gallery is a painting by John William Waterhouse, 1896.  There's an
interesting story behind that painting; and this is it.  The story is a
thoroughly confusing but interesting mishmash of sexual relationships
among decadent people - kind of like an F. Scott Fitzgerald novel or a
Virginia Wolf play.  Everybody gets drunk and fucks everybody else in the
hot tub, in the swimming pool, and everywhere else.  You may not see the
connection between this and John William Waterhouse; but then maybe you
should travel to Manchester and take a look at Hylas and the Water Nymphs
hanging on the wall in the City Gallery.

Ratings for "Hylas and the Water Nymphs"
Athena (technical quality): 8
Venus (plot & character): 7
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 7

"Watch the Watch" by RC (74734.271@CompuServe).  One would think there are
only a limited number of ways in which hypnosis can be combined with
sexual activity in a short story.   After that limit, the stories would
get boring.  This author has tried several approaches and continues to
find new twists by varying the context, the gender of the partners, the
degree to which participation is voluntary, and several other factors.  In
this story the woman knows her boyfriend is hypnotizing her with an old
railroad watch, and she even suggests that he make her cum while she's in
a trance.  it sounds simple, but you need to read the story to get the
details.

Ratings for "Watch the Watch"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 9
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 9

* "Debby's Dark Lust" by Vic S.  Debby started married life as a demure
little lady, and Todd has done his best to bring her along to where she
enjoys things that she previously would not have liked at all.  Todd has
often disclosed his own fantasies to his wife, but suddenly Debby has
expanded on his fantasies by saying she'd like to make it with the new
caretaker of the nearby lighthouse.  The caretaker is a black man, and
Debby and Todd have surmised that therefore he is well hung.  It turns out
that for over 15 years Debby has had a fetish for having sex with a black
man, and this fetish is perfectly compatible with Todd's own desire to see
his wife get screwed by a man with a large cock.  Therefore, they start
making plans to turn fantasy into reality; and while doing so, their own
lovemaking becomes more intense and better than it has ever been before.

The sex scene with the caretaker is highly erotic, as are several of the
fantasies and husband-wife scenes.  The author does an excellent job of
moving back and forth between the viewpoints of the husband and wife,
describing the thoughts of each from the limited perspective of what each
knows about what the other is thinking and feeling.  Actually, ALL the sex
is pretty hot; so read the story and check it out for yourselves.

In a way this story is typical propaganda for the swinging lifestyle; I
doubt that many swingers are as ecstatically happy as these people are.
On the other hand, I doubt that as many people in ordinary marriages are
as ecstatically happy as they hope to be.  But fantasies can be ideal; and
this one is certainly a hot story.

As I've mentioned before, my sister is married to a black man.  He would
dislike this story, but that's because he thinks pornography is the bane
of society. He's actually a fine guy; he just has a religious insight that
sex is a personal thing that is not supposed to titillate strangers and
lead children down the path to hell.  I happen to know that his fully
engorged cock is about the same size as my husband's and all the other
husbands' of the girls on our volleyball team - but he doesn't know I know
that, and so I can't discuss this story with him.  Likewise, although my
sister herself knows I am a pervert with a dirty mind, she doesn't know
about alt.sex.stories; and so I can't discuss this story with her either.

My impression is that stories that suggest that black men have "monster
cocks" with which they are eager to "service" white women are often
offensive to most black people and that they probably help perpetuate a
stereotype that leads to divisiveness in our society.  I have discussed
the matter with the author of this story, and he insists that he and his
friends have a "race fetish" and that he means no disrespect towards
blacks.  In fact, he treats black studs with great respect, and they
certainly seem to like the activity they share with him and his wife.  I
myself will probably never seek a black stud, but that's largely because I
have this thing called a wonderful relationship with my husband.  I DO
fantasize about black men (as well as white men); but I honestly think I'm
dealing with their whole personalities.  {Not to digress - but I used to
have a fantasy that involved O. J. Simpson; but I got over it recently.
Interesting "personality" there!}

My own evaluation is that this story does NOT promote improper
stereotypes.  It's just a story about oversexed people who engage in
impressive sexual activities.  Sure the black guy has his brain in his
cock; but so do the other characters - that's a compliment on this
newsgroup. I'd like to hear what anyone else has to say.

Ratings for "Debby's Dark Lust"
Athena (technical quality): 10
Venus (plot & character): 10
Celeste (appeal to reviewer): 10

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