By now almost everyone has heard about the famous romantic novel ’50 Shades of Grey’. What started out as amateur erotica turned into a best-selling trilogy earning millions for the writer. It was the ultimate success for a self-published ebook and gained nickname ‘mommy porn’.
“Anastasia,” he whispers. “What are you doing to me?” “I could say the same to you,” I whisper back.
E.L.James, 50 Shades Of Grey
Just to give you an idea of how hot this hardcopy really is, here are a few excerpts to get you acquainted with Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey:
“Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in his viselike grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his lips … His other hand grabs my hair and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine … My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow, erotic dance … His erection is against my belly.”
“Turning to face him, I’m shocked to find he has his erection firmly in his grasp. My mouth drops open. ‘I want you to become well acquainted, on first name terms if you will, with my favourite and most cherished part of my body.'”
“I pull him deeper into my mouth so I can feel him at the back of my throat and then to the front again. My tongue swirls around the end. He’s my very own Christian Grey-flavored popsicle. I suck harder and harder . . . Hmm . . . My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.”
Earlier in 2014 it was announced that the highly erotic novel would be coming soon to theatres – in two versions. The R-rated version will be released on February 13, 2015. The second version is rumored to contain all the nitty gritties that the book’s fans will surely enjoy. Rumors are it will be a NC-17 version but the release date is not yet scheduled. I know what I’ll be watching this Valentine’s Day ;)
“Don’t get your panties in such a twist… and give me back mine.”
– E.L.James, 50 Shades Of Grey
“Have you read Fifty Shades of Grey?” my friend Aileen was leaning in, her voice lowered conspiratorially. Her eyeballs moved in their sockets extreme left and right; a strand of hair was in her cappuccino. I wondered if we were being followed. “No,” I breathed. “Get it. It’s basically porn. Huge in the States. Fabulous.” In the weeks that have passed since our conversation, E L James’ trilogy, an erotic tale set in America of two lovers, has become a chart-topping phenomenon. I know – I’m behind the times. Fifty Shades has spread like wildfire, igniting the nether regions of