Yes, I know I’ve posted three reviews in one day, but I’ve fallen behind because – you know, life – so I’m playing catch up! Let me know if you enjoy reading these. This is my latest!
Hope you’re having a great summer!
I didn’t really know what to expect from this, if I’m honest. I follow the author on Instagram and I’m always impressed by her cheerful, supportive posts and fun images. Camp Ya Wanna is just such an intriguing title and as it was on KU I thought, why not? Especially as she is open about putting herself in her books and others in her family as well. That’s a brave move, especially with an erotic fiction novel. The blurb pretty much covers the plot. A husband and wife escape their four kids for the 4th July weekend to visit a swinging camp and explore their sexuality. End of.
There’s something rather endearing about this, especially when you consider these are real people she’s writing about (although the camp, as far as we know, is fictional.) It’s clear from the start they are loving parents to a large, hectic family, and juggling intimate time with each other with quality parenting time is something a lot of readers will relate to. Her marriage to Hank is rock solid (rather like Hank’s generously sized equipment through the book) and the affection between them is lovely. There’s very little angst, apart from a few body issues which they talk about in a very honest way. They are normal, ordinary people with baby tums, wobbly bits and wide hips, not supermodels, and the clear message is, ordinary people are allowed to have good sex too. And lots of it!
I damned near got cystitis in sympathy when reading this. The ladies get a LOT of attention and have the stamina of Olympians. And the gentleman at the camp do seem to have superhuman ability to produce almost continuous erections with copious amounts of sperm, which is voraciously gulped down by the women. (This paragraph may not make it past Amazon’s censors.)
But that’s the fun of an erotica novel. It is fantasy. No struggling with foil packets, no STI’s, no unwanted pregnancies, buckets of ejaculate and absolutely no wilting on the job.
Best line of the book, “you can’t survive on sperm alone.”
Massive kudos too for dealing with BDSM correctly, with safe words, consent being top priority and checking in with the sub. Yes, sometimes it read a little like “Reader’s Wives,” in the top-shelf magazines, and some words and phrases are repeated a bit too often for my taste, BUT this is a saucy, steamy read with balls-to-the-wall sex happening to nice people who could be your neighbours. Frankly, there’s nothing wrong with that.
I have been with my husband for thirteen years now, he has opened up to me and asked for a relationship change. When I asked him what he was thinking the only answer he had for me was, ‘I’ll show you this fourth of July, if you don’t like it, I will never ask again.’ Now, I have no choice but to go with him to a camp grounds for the fourth of July. What he has in store for me over this amazing holiday week, I have no idea, but I will try my best to enjoy it. My husband, Hank, has always been an amazing man, but lately he’s been watching some interesting things on Xvideos.com I mean like really interesting. Now here I stand with my amazing husband, in front of the statue of liberty that apparently is on display year round, at this new campground, well new to me, called Camp Ya Wanna? Yes there is a question mark at the end to the name of the place. Now I find myself very curious as to what I am going to discover here.