Bodies burning red, hands squeezing and tugging, lips popping and sucking, entangled skin glowing under the halo of ecstasy. . . Pink panties hugging a burly physique, heated women deep sea diving, and the enigma that is none other than Big Booty Trudy . . . As soon as your eyes touch the first page, you’re sucked into the phenomenon that is Erotic City.

Her stunning debut into erotic authorship, Pynk has crafted a near perfect balance between a stirring storyline and explosive orgasms. With her witty wordplay, readers not only see, but hear the characters’ actions, both sultry and vile. Between jumbled toe curling releases and the ooohs and ahhhs from horny spectators, there is nothing empty about Pynk’s erotic plot, an ideal compliment to the chaotic lives of her real world characters. The tumultuous love affair between Lavendar and Milan, Tamiko’s frustrations with self-love, and Ramada’s warped sense of reality create a definite page turner, one that’ll keep you up all night long, whether you’re reading or . . . playing.

Aside from the scrumptious sexscapades, Erotic City serves as a how-to manual to the inhibited and, of course, a hurrah to liberated woman for not being ashamed of their libidos. Healthy sexual expression is natural, as demonstrated by the super sexy and ever so daring Milan Kennedy, founder of EC.

A steady paced and delightful read in more ways than one, Pynk’s new novel is a tour de force in the world of erotic literature. And, for my fellow voyeurs at heart, EC is definitely a treat to wet your toes. - Sistah Tasha