Diary of a Sex Fiend
Author: Abby Lee
What makes someone a sex fiend? How do you not screw up a friendship with sex? How do avoid confrontation with your parents on the subject of sex? Is too much sex a bad thing, especially if you enjoy it? Abby Lee answers all kinds of unimaginable questions through her sensuous and sexual adventures. Questions you never thought about and never knew were questions that would make an peach blush. In this spunky, fun, and utterly honest memoir Abby Lee celebrates her sexuality and explores her needs as a woman who enjoys sex and what she wants in a relationship.
Over the course of an entire year she chronicles her sexual life from exploring same sex encounters to experiencing her BDSM side to engaging in a swinger’s club. Abby is not shy about sharing every tid-bit. Shocking and fearless, guides to dating and the enjoyment of sex comes in such a unique form. There is no sugarcoating. This is the full monty for a woman who has no shame and enjoys her sexuality.
“An erotic version of Bridget Jones.” –The Sunday Times (London)
This book was a shock to the system. But so not in a bad way. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I was expecting some Fifty Shades of Grey shit. NOPE. Honestly, it’s so much better. So much more. You’re not just getting an understanding of great sex. You’re also getting a one on one experience about exploring what you may want. Abby is figuring out herself, asking some interesting questions that led me to ask my own questions about aspects of my life.
The writing follows the traditional diary entry, dating the entry and discussing the day’s adventures. It’s pretty straight forward and easy to follow through her POV. I was never one for diaries. Lord knows I’ve started over a dozen in my life and I’d get about a month in before quitting. I’m terrible! Even a professor I had in college said so. Well, she didn’t come right out and say so, but you know those social queues where a person wants to be completely polite about saying you suck. I apparently suck about writing about my own life. That’s okay. It’s a confusing, blurry mess anyway.
The way Abby talked about her experiences, that weren’t always in the bedroom, was something entirely new for me. My eyes bulged from their sockets on more than one occasion while reading her entries. I don’t go about reading sex all the time. And if I did, who cares? This book wasn’t just erotic. It was intensely informative. Sex can be a strange and blush-inducing topic to approach and Abby does a stunning job. This is the front seat of a roller coaster about sex and the dos and don’ts and the wild ride of finding the great orgasm. Besides the great orgasm there’s the exploration of wanting what the heart wants-a good relationship. (Maybe that’s too straightforward. I never guaranteed reviews that were strictly PG-13.)
At the end of each chapter, which encapsulates a month, she gives a list to follow that she pulls from her personal experiences and discoveries. My favorite is The Girl’s Top Ten Guide to Chatting Someone Up. I’m socially awkward. Like seriously socially awkward and nervous. This list was deeply enlightening. My last date was last February (it’s a loooong time, I know, but this is a small town and I don’t trust a lot of people here, anyway,) and…it didn’t go very far. He was nice. He had what I call the Hoechlin grin. If you know who that is then you know what I’m talking about. It was a great smile. Buuut, me as myself, I rambled like a complete moron. I honestly can’t help it, especially when the man is good looking and super sweet. It takes a bit to get comfortable. He seemed to think it was adorable. Plus for me since I’m usually a fidgety mess. By the third date however, I still hadn’t got much of anything out of the guy. I don’t know about anybody else, but that bugs me. You can’t be a complete stranger and expect to crawl down on me, which he did. I do not work that way. He also did this thing where he’d laugh at me. Not with me. At me. Deeply discomforting, especially since that’s all he’d do. Like I said, we didn’t move far. Yet, he still follows my snapchat. Awkward. (Didn’t expect to share, but books will do that-make you relive a couple memories.)
That’s when you realize that you aren’t like every other person out there. That’s also what this book did for me. Sex is different for everyone and Abby even talks about that a little. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. For me, I’m not searching for that quickie fix. I attempted in college. Was unsuccessful. I can do bad all by myself anyway. But damn! If you’re hoping for something I’ve got to know you some. Stranger danger and all that. Plus, I like to talk and have a good time. Stimulate me more than just with your…wits. Because trust me, it’ll get your farther. I’m not saying I’m abstinent. I’m not waiting until marriage. Hell, I’m sure we don’t have to be in a relationship. But work with me. I’m like a puzzle. Work the pieces.
This is a personal exploration. Of course at this point in the review, I’m sure you’ve gathered that much already. How many people can honestly share something like this and to the public? It’s nerve-wracking and completely brave. I never would’ve dreamed of doing it, yet anymore-and partially because of the courage I’ve gotten through this book-I find myself more open about what I want, but not so much as going for it as being there to admit it. There are a lot of things I don’t know about and some I do. I’m working on being comfortable with myself.
This is such a fun book for people who are looking for guidance or maybe not looking for guidance, but a place to relate to with their own personal experiences. Hell, even if you’re just looking a romp of fun, read this. It’s not your typical memoir. This was new and revolutionary for me. It was exciting and made my heart ache. Things I have thought about before, but never truly gave much thought, were explored in this book and I’m so glad for this great find.
The author does have a Twitter and even a Patreon blog going, which I hope to join one day. It costs a bit and I’m still living in student dept, so it has to wait. I’m happy to follow her on Twitter though.
More to come soon…
P.S. Song today? Crash Into Me by Dave Mathews Band.
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