Half an hour of erotica

The Quebec Amérique publishing house had the good idea to publish small booklets at a low price, each containing a short story. Seduced by the concept, I decided to read two of them. I chose well: it turns out that they are erotic short stories, both of which made me feel a little titillated in their own way.

Les amours d'été ("Summer Loves")

By the delicious moment when Catherine took his semi-erect cock into her mouth, he had already forgotten that he had any reservations about what was about to happen. Everything was forgotten, he was at peace with the universe, he lived the present moment as if there was no tomorrow.

– p. 20

Catherine, the mother, and Jane, the daughter, are spending a short vacation at a seaside resort in France. Catherine is in a great mood because she finds plenty of opportunities to get some good sex, but Jane is a little bored with her two immature friends. Where are they anyway? They're not at the bar as planned. But Jane is distracted by a vampiric-looking man who attracts her like a magnet...

About halfway through the 30 pages, I realized how excited I was. Modesty prevented me from continuing to read aloud, even alone in my apartment. I was expecting someone at any moment and I swear, stopping would have been torture. But, thankfully, I had time to make it to the ending, which comes without warning and makes everything else clear.

La Madrague ("The Trap")

The music starts quietly, the big part is coming, the one that makes us want to drive fast in the city not tied up. It especially makes K. want to take off her one piece, we get almost as much of a kick out of it as we do when we're watching lesbian YouPorn while doing our nails.

p. 13

A group of friends in a cottage. The rosé is flowing, the MDMA is flowing, and their swimsuits want to slide. They are only friends, but after all, a girl is so beautiful...

You thought that Les amours d'été ("Summer Loves") finished too fast? Wait until you read La Madrague ("The Trap"). This short story by Sarah-Maude Beauchesne is only twenty pages long and flows as if she herself were telling it. It is so familiar that I felt like I was in the middle of the action. And I liked that.

These two highly effective reads read in minutes, take up no room in your purse, and will brighten up the dreariest of lines.