Have you ever felt the urge to fuck the photocopier at work? Or maybe you’re obsessed with panda sex. Perhaps you have a bomb in your cunt, or better yet, you have the Demon Vibrator of Eden in there. Whatever your taste, STRANGE SEX 3 has the scratch for your itch.
John Bruni, author of DONG OF FRANKENSTEIN, has gathered together the craziest perverts in the industry, and they have given us the most fucked up erotica you’re ever likely to read. From Mandy De Sandra (KIRK CAMERON AND THE CROCODUCK OF CHAOS MAGICK) to Mike Lombardo (I’M DREAMING OF A WHITE DOOMSDAY) to Jeff O’Brien (the BIGBOOBENSTEIN series) to Danger_Slater (I WILL ROT WITHOUT YOU) and many more, STRANGE SEX 3 will leave your brain dripping with sexual satisfaction.
John Bruni was born on July 25, 1978 in Elmhurst, Illinois. He attended local schools from kindergarten all the way through college, where he spent time as a journalist for the Elmhurst College Leader, writing comic book reviews, an occasional feature article, and a series of regular columns as THE STRAIGHT with his Primitive Underbelly partner, Jesse “GonZo” Russell (whose story, “Bear’s Tale, Abridged” appears serialized in all three issues of TABARD INN). He was also the poetry editor of the campus literary/art magazine, MIDDLEWESTERN VOICE, for a whole two weeks, during which time he chose none of the poems that were published.
He has worked several jobs, among them selling ad space for a local newspaper publisher. He was not very good at this (in fact, one might say he was dismal) and was quickly shown the door, but he managed to place a few stories with a couple of their publications (COLLEGE NEWS and CHICAGO COMMUTER) before he left. He also worked selling season tickets for the Drury Lane theater in Oakbrook, which he was much better at, and he toiled away at Sears, selling shoes for almost two miserable years. He was unjustly fired from the library featured in his "Tales from the Library" columns in issues one and two of TABARD INN. He worked as a teleconference operator and in tech support for about a decade, but the company fired him after they discovered his books. He now works in repair for a telecom company, where he is much happier.
He likes to think he’s a professional writer, and he is getting paid for his work more and more often these days. With two hundred publications to his name, his most recent outing is the novel, AND JESUS CAME BACK, from Rooster Republic. He also has collection of short stories called TALES OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE, published by StrangeHouse Books, who also published his novel, POOR BASTARDS AND RICH F*CKS. His novella, DONG OF FRANKENSTEIN, was published by New Kink. He has a novel, STRIP, which was originally published by Melpomene, the mystery and crime imprint of MUSA. It has been re-released by Riot Forge. His shorter work has also appeared in several anthologies, such as ZOMBIE, ZOMBIE, BRAIN BANG! from StrangeHouse, A HACKED-UP HOLIDAY MASSACRE from Pill Hill, and the critically acclaimed VILE THINGS from Comet Press. You can also read his work in issues of SHROUD, MORPHEUS TALES, CTHULHU SEX, OVER MY DEAD BODY!, THE REALM BEYOND, TALES OF THE TALISMAN, AOIFE'S KISS, LIQUID IMAGINATION, and a variety of other grand publications. He is also very proud of his first foray into comic books; thanks to Leo Perez and Jon Lennon of CheeseLord Comics, one of his real life stories was adapted into a one-page strip for the August 2011 issue of PRODUCT OF SOCIETY.
One of his poetry reviews has also been published in the Winter 2006 issue of BIBLIOPHILOS (vol. XII, no. 4), but his contributors copies got lost in the mail, and this issue has sold out. If anyone out there has a copy of this magazine, please get in contact with him at editor@talesofquestionabletaste.com. He is willing to pay top dollar for it.
Very briefly, he was the editor and publisher of TABARD INN: TALES OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE. He still has boxes and boxes of back issues cluttering up his house. If you're interested in taking some of them off his hands, he would greatly appreciate it, as he needs the space.
John Bruni is kind of creeped out by writing about himself in the third person, so he’s going to stop now. Besides, the screaming of kidnapped children in his cellar is distracting him . . and he must do something about this immediately. He can be followed on Twitter @tusitalabruni; on his blog, www.talesofunspeakabletaste.blogspot.... and he was also a horror movie reviewer at www.forcedviewing.com. If you are living in the past, you can also find him on MySpace at www.myspace.com/tabardinn, but be warned, he is never there.
Exempting my own contribution from the rankings, this collection had several five-star stories, many four-star stories, and a few solid three-star stories. Not a piece of filler among them. Most all of the stories were surprising, original, and very well-written/edited, which is more than you can say for the average anthology. Rarely have I read a collection that jammed together so many unique styles and voices while at the same time managing to preserve an overall evenness of quality and tone throughout. As with previous entries in this series, the sex can be serious, silly, or downright scary, but one thing you can count on — it is always strange.
“Just Like The Real Thing” by Mike Lombardo
Nostalgia piece on the cold, hard days before the advent of free, safe, ubiquitous Internet porn. Can you believe we actually used to have to buy this stuff? From a person? In a basement or an alley?
“Combo Platter Number Three” by MP Johnson
Vile. Disgusting. And totally awesome.
“Tanuki vs. the Aokigahara Swingers Club” by Arthur Graham
The only thing sexy about this story is the guy who wrote it, and even that's a stretch.
“Ectoplasm Orgasm” by Adam Millard
Who wouldn't want to watch ghosts having sex, and who in their right mind could resist joining in?
“The Mark Of Zorra” by Rich Bottles Jr.
Wait... is this the kind of film where someone gets killed, or we all sniff tobacco?
“Snowballin': I Fucked Frosty” by Auralie Vierge
Let's just say that the only thing stiff on me after reading this was NOT my frostbitten extremities!
“CuntBomb!!!” by TruckDrivingMagicMamma
If Speed had been a really weird porno movie, instead of a shitty 90s action film.
“Rat Fuck” by Robert Tannahill
A racist, homophobic man gets screwed in the ass by a giant, Spanish-speaking rat. Poetic justice if I've ever heard it.
“Duck Me In The Bass: An Autocorrect Anal Sex Text Adventure” by Mandy De Sandra
Don't get me wrong, I love power squirters just as much as the next guy, but please remind me never to date Mandy De Sandra.
“A Market For All Things” by John Bruni
Probably my favorite story in the whole collection. Best balance of humor and horror in the lot.
“BigBoobenstein And The Demon Vibrator Of Eden” by Jeff O'Brien
If this excellent standalone story doesn't make you want to read the full BigBoobenstein series, then I'm sorry but we can't be friends.
“The Office Photocopier Wants To Fuck Me” by Leonard Delaney
Spoiler: And it does!
“Mine” by Elle Stanger
The darkest, most serious piece included, but still loads of twisted fun.
“The Aliens from HerAnus” by Made In DNA
It's got aliens and anuses and it's written by the guy who gave us Bukkake Brawl. What more do you want?
“Bionic Bonkers Feline Sextacular 3000” by Jason Wayne Allen
Wins the award for most over-the-top piece included, and I mean that in a good way.
“Red Hot Panda Love” by Danger_Slater
Expect no less than the author's signature blend of penis and pathos.
Kinky, odd and yes, strange as fuck. This collection of short stories will threaten to make you hard or wet for shameful reasons and you'll love it, you dirty sod!
On the other hand, while you're hard or wet, you will suddenly be hit with a scene so repulsive that your sexy bits will shrivel up and try to crawl back inside you, sucking their thumbs and muttering "mommy". Queasiness shall ensue. If it doesn't, if all this seems normal to you, please stay away from my family.
I recognized a few of the names in this collection as writers I've come to know or know of through Goodreads. And apparently there's also a highly ranked GR reviewer using a pseudonym with a story in here as well. Intriguing!
I'm not going to rate this, not now, because I didn't read all the stories before I had to move on to other things...plus I need to wait for my stomach to settle down.
Most of my friends on this site are voracious readers, and many are voracious writers as well (is that a thing? The harder I work on writing, the worse my reviews become. So if this makes minimal sense, get excited! :D)
But there comes a time when you ask yourself 'Where does it end? What will the last story be?' When I read the lists of what editors of litmags don't want (which the kinder mags admit may or may not be of use to you, because) they seem so all-encompassing in their dislikes that I can't think of a single story I've ever read that doesn't fit at least one of their criteria of distaste, in which case, is there anything left to say? Are we all just writing because we want our names on things, pointlessly diluting and rehashing the pool of great literature from a time when people wrote with purpose? Sometimes it seems like it's all over. And then a book like this comes along. (And to those for whom the above crisis is familiar, if you keep reading, a book like this always arrives when you need it and always will- never fear :D)
I thought what I was about to read was very much an "Add [genital part] to [comical object] ad infinitum", but that wasn't the case at all. The best of these stories are not only fiercely original but narratively strong as well (I'm mostly thinking here of Arthur Graham's contribution, a story about a Japanese raccoon with massive balls, as well as "Cuntbomb!!!" and "Red Hot Panda Love", the less said about which the better.)
Sure, a handful do that inevitable vignette thing where the only purpose is "Isn't this disgusting?" to which the reader answers, "Uhuh: what's your point?" but most people love this stuff anyway, so whatever the fuck.
~ Ménage à trilogy ~ Once again the craziest perverts in the industry have gathered together to give us some of the most fucked up erotica you’re ever likely to read, and a possible #VVD (virtual venereal disease) in the process. As usual, #SS3 is packed with awesome from cover to cover, and there is surely something within it’s pages for everyone’s hidden kink. (If it’s not your kink now – it just might be after you read about it!) Since this is our third trip into the world of Strange Sex, I’m not going to touch on every story here. I know, I know… you’re disappointed. Don’t worry – I’m not going to make you walk into the madness blindly! Here are a few highlights to make sure you don’t stick to the floor…
Billy Tea taught us something very important in #SS2 – Rule 34: If it exists, there’s porn of it. Now, in #SS3, John Bruni teaches us that it doesn’t matter how fucked up something seems… there is ‘A Market For All Things’. People collect weird things – especially Hollywood memorabilia. (I also learned “…they’re not called 'selfies' if there is more than one person in them. Those are ‘usies’.” Thanks, John!!)
Do you remember how you felt when you walked into an ‘adult book store’ for the first time? Mike Lombardo vividly describes Lee’s first excruciating foray into the neon paradise in ‘Just Like The Real Thing’. Poor kid. (There is a scene in Clerks that shows Randal placing an order for RST Video – I think Kevin Smith should hire Mike Lombardo as a porn consultant for the filming of Clerks 3…)
I’ve always hated when someone refers to themselves as a ‘foodie’, EVERYBODY loves food, right?! MP Johnson shows us how some people can take their love of food to an entirely different, (and lower), level in ‘Combo Platter Number Three’.
I think we can all agree that the ‘auto-correct’ feature on our cell phones was invented by Satan. If you’ve ever have had an auto-correct disaster in your life you’ll love the hilarious transcript, ahem… story from Mandy De Sandra– ‘Duck Me In The Bass: An Autocorrect Anal Sex Text Adventure’.
Leonard Delaney tells us a touching story about falling in love, (complete with heartbreak, and betrayal), that almost everyone can relate to in ‘The Office Photocopier Wants To Fuck Me’.
There’s a thin line between love & hate, and ‘Mine’ by Elle Stanger sits dead center. “They say that love can be like a fire, quick and unpredictable. But what they don’t tell you is that love can burn your house down.”
Stop by The Bloody Book Blog to check out the full review, join the Strange Sex discussion, and #FindYourKink!
There's is depth in this collection of bizarro sex stories. No, really. Each story brings something more than just "look at how weird this is!" Some stretch the limits of what sex even is. Others are weirdly touching. One or two are even boner-inducing, but in an uncertain way, like you're popping up and down out of cover, never sure if it's really safe to enjoy it. Both new and established bizarro authors show off what they can do here, and often left me wanting more. The last story is one of the best, so stick around through all of them.