In Wicked Hot Amy confesses to Kevin that she fantasizes about sex with a woman. On a camping trip, this fantasy comes true when the couple experiences group sex for the first time.
In Wicked Cold Amy's prudish homophobia is trumped by her uncontrolled lust for Kevin, and when she shares a hotel room with Kevin's lesbian cousin, her mind opens against her will, and she finds herself aroused with a new fantasy.
Featuring hot MF sex and lesbian voyeurism, Wicked Cold gives a glimpse into the journey from prude to swinger. Don't let the title fool you. It's wicked hot.
I have been a fan of well-written erotic fiction since the early days of the Literotica.com website. The first author that drew me in was Tx Tall Tales, particularly his hot group sex story, The Perfect Game.
I wrote my first piece of fiction at age thirty-four. It was a short piece of erotica, called Señor Sexy, handwritten on graph paper. The story was so bad, I stashed in my pajama drawer where it rests to this day, buried under nightgowns I never wear and other assorted pajama drawer items. Wink, wink.
I didn't write again until I was on the brink of forty, bored by the long-term regular-job project I was working on. I started with two “enhanced” journal entries, stories that started with reality and ended up in fantasy land. I didn’t bother to tell my husband before submitting them to Literotica to share with the smut-reading world, even though he played a starring role in both stories. The feedback on the first two stories was encouraging, and I experienced a life-changing revelation: Making shit up was a helluva lotta fun.
When my first completely fictional story idea hit, I thought it was the only one. It was Hurricane Season, a completely ridiculous story about a gullible woman who accepts a weekend in paradise as a prize, and finds that she has to play with the man and two women who planned the trip. My favorite part of the story is the twist at the end. As I wrote the story, I wondered what Tx Tall Tales would think of it. It seemed to me to be similar to some of his early stories. (I had to wait two years, but I found out what he thought.)
After that silly story, I surprised myself several more times when new, completely different stories popped up in my head. As someone that never envisioned writing a single story, having seven to my name was a thrill, but the long-term real-world project was still looming over my head, so I put my writer shoes away for a year and a half.
In the summer of 2013, I made my way back to Literotica, just in time for the Nude Day Contest. I used that contest to pull a story out of me that had been playing at me for the whole year and a half between writing stints: Bare Naked: Skater’s Waltz. I was fixated on the idea of ice skating in the nude. That story doesn’t get a lot of attention, but it’s still one of my favorites.
The most surprising part of the journey from reader to writer has been the quality of the education I’ve found from a free erotica website. I met authors there with skills as sharp as the pros, and they were willing to share what they’d learned. I’ve learned a million things since the first time I sent a story to M.S. Tarot for a beta read. He had major revisions to suggest on my Halloween story, Jeffrey’s Murderer. The next story he read for me had half as many suggestions, and my storytelling skills continue to improve thanks to his help.
When I went back to writing in the summer of 2013, I put out a request to other Literotica authors to suggest stories for my reading list. Tx Tall Tales shocked the hell out of me by asking if I’d care to beta read his stories. I’m not impressed by celebrities, but I was star struck. Not long after those early beta reads, TTT read my story Hurricane Season. (I was right. He liked it.) With each story I write and TTT reads, I learn something new about tightening my writing.
Countless others I met at Literotica have influenced my writing as well. Second Circle, Bucky Duckman, AMoveableBeast, J. Kendall Dane, JC Winchester, Privates1stClass, ILienBagby are just a few. I wasn’t surprised to make friends there. I was surprised how much I learned.
I have a regular, mundane life with a full-time job, a husband, three kids, and two cats. Writing smut keeps me balanced.
I’ve read another of Patient’s books before, that one being Blowjob from Your Stalker, which I really liked, but rated low-ish because it was so short (and has STILL left me wondering what kind of stalker that chick was? Did she collect his hair clippings? Cut his eyes out of pictures? Follow him around like a puppy dog? WHAT?!), and when Patient put Wicked Cold up for a freebie, I snatched it in a hurry. Any author who can make me think about a story–especially a short story–for so long after I read it is one I need to follow.
Wicked Cold didn’t disappoint me. Unlike Blowjob from Your Stalker, Wicked Cold was long enough and had some massive characterization. I won’t say I was hooked from the first word because it did take a little while to get going, but when it did, I got really into the characters. This woman can fucking WRITE. I think if she wrote fantasy or monster erotica I’d be in love, for reals.
The story goes that Amy and Kevin are up in Canada for Kevin’s uncle’s wedding, which is at one of those weird ice palace hotels where everything is made of ice. Amy is woman-handled as they exit the bus, which causes her to freak out. Suddenly, there are lesbians everywhere! And they are all having sex around her. As much as Amy hates to admit it, it turns her on.
Kevin and Amy’s relationship is already established, so it’s nice to see a couple who joke around, are sexy, and just… be normal in a book. The X factor in the book is Amy’s more than slightly homophobic feelings about lesbians, which for a bit made it uncomfortable to read until I realize she was covering up her arousal by hot lesbian sex with homophobia. It was still a bit uncomfortable… realistic, but uncomfortable. That, coupled with the repeated use of ‘wicked cold’ throughout the book knocked it down to a four, but overall, I was really satisfied with it.
The heat level is two, bordering on a 2.5. There are a couple of scenes between our protagonists, and some implied lesbian loving where our protagonists can’t see. The main thrust of the story is Amy’s fear of her own desires, and while it’s never explicitly stated the book’s about that, it’s a nice touch of realism in a story which I really enjoyed. Patient Lee’s erotica is not just wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am. Her erotica is about the real, every day sexy situations people can find themselves in, and how they react to them. I personally think her writing style would be better suited towards erotic romances than erotica, but either way… she’s a helluva writer. The prose is tight and well-edited, the characters act and sound real, the plot… well, it’s erotica, heh. I can only imagine what she’d do with a novel. I rate this novella 8 icy cold lesbians out of 10.
Even for a guy with a good girlfriend. All fired up and nowhere to be alone. Getting her to say yes only gets you in the game. Good luck finding when and where to cash that in! Were all girls prudes back then, or just nervous about getting caught? Meanwhile, the descriptions are lush and vivid. It places you right there. The heat keeps turning up in this ice castle. What lays seething under the surface? You really think I'll tell you? You can't imagine how hot it's about to get! And how desperate! What is it that he seems to know about her that gets her so hot? Five stars for a patiently built roaring fire!
Prolific writer Patient Lee has written another hot and erotic story for her readers. What happens when a woman is introduced to the sight and sounds of two women making love.
Wicked Cold is, Well, Wicked Hot! And Maybe Something More
This is another terrific erotic short from Patient Lee! In the prequel to Wicked Hot, Kevin and Amy are in college. For the weekend, they're heading from Boston to Montreal for the wedding of Kevin's uncle. I have to say, even I felt their frustration as they tried to find a moment to themselves to expend their built-up sexual energy. Complicating matters is that Amy feels weirded out when she finds herself aroused by a couple of brushes with lesbians who are also attending the wedding.
There's no denying the hot erotic flavor of this story, but there's something deeper as well. It's about being true to who you are and being open to accepting yourself, quirks and all. Great, thoughtful book I highly recommend!