We wish we could get our hands on a translation of this little sex book that's been taking Germany (and Amazon) by storm.  Could it be that this bestseller claiming feminism as its root philosophy is as hot as it is challenging? Charlotte Roche's "Feuchtgebiete" (translation: Wet Lands) has been called pornographic for its candid descriptions of female sexual fantasies and body based experiences.  We haven't found English excerpts yet but her mantra rings true for us here at CAKE.

My telephone lover and I still haven't seen each other since that first electric night, except in photos, and when we do meet again, I don't know in what context it will be, but I'm sure that I won't be able to resist the pull he has on me.

A few days after our first long-distance telephone sexcapade he sent me a "hey baby" text on a Monday morning, after I went through a long weekend of love/lust-deprivation.  That means the coast is clear and we can talk, undisturbed for a good while. When I'm expecting a call from him, and the phone vibrates a warning, my pussy starts to throb. When his ring tone sounds, I'm already wet and waiting for his seductive voice to carry me away to the private world of sensual seduction only we two share.

I have been married for 18 years, and my husband and I have an excellent sex life. I was in a previous relationship where my partner was very unfaithful and he broke my heart many times.

So my husband knew about my feelings on the subject. I had told him so often that I'd rather do myself bodily harm that do anything to hurt him, and I know without a doubt that he is faithful to me.

CAKE Girls, comment and post your response to Chelsea's experience!

The other night my boyfriend said that he wanted to eat me out. I said that i was obliged to fulfill his request.

Jessica's review
REPOSTED FROM GOODREADS.COM
rating: 4 of 5 stars
bookshelves: chicklits, love-and-other-indoor-sports, must-reread
recommended for: modern ladies (and gentlemen, too)
NOTE: IF YOU ARE MY FATHER, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS REVIEW. Thx.

Nothing dominates the news like a good sex scandal! Personally I prefer the sorted details of cops dressed in plain clothes looking for airport bathroom action, but any old politician linked to a prostitution ring will do the trick. Oh Silda, honey, do you really have to stand by your man? I wish someone would give you the mic so we could all understand if you've been living in a sexless marriage, or if you've simply made arrangements of your own.

When you're done scouring the internets for the dirty details, go to Glenn Greenwald for a reminder of why we shouldn't care what happens what happens between other people's sheets, and skim down Scott Horton's additional questions about how Spitzy found himself in such hot water in the first place.

REBLOG:

Science fiction provides us with many examples of machines that give you instant orgasms: the Orgasmatron from Woody Allen's Sleeper, the orgasm gun in comedy Orgazmo from Trey Parker and Matt Stone (creators of South Park); the tasp weapon from Larry Niven's novel Ringworld; and the scary pipe organ that makes Barbarella get wiggly. But there are real-world orgasmatrons too, and the maker of one of them is looking for a new crop of volunteers to test a spinal implant that delivers a pleasurable shock directly to your pelvic nerves.

More at: Io9.com and Call him doctor 'Orgasmatron'

Annie Sprinkle's Amazing World of Orgasm
PLAYING: Tuesday Feb 12th
Two Boots Pioneer Theater
155 East 3rd Street, NYC
212.591.0434