I started writing a new book. It's a BDSM erotic romance like most of my books, and one of the cardinal rules for romance, I suppose, is that the heroine should be someone that the (overwhelmingly female) reading audience can identify with. Small problem here...my new heroine is sexually voracious. She wants it all the time, she loves c*ck, can't get enough of it. She loves f*cking and pursues the hero as boldly as he pursues her. She's not indiscriminate about it (at least once she hooks up with the hero) but hmm...this gal likes her c*ck.
One side of me says, "Don't worry. The romance reader of today is sexually liberated. They won't judge a character for liking a lot of sex. As long as the heroine's sexual appetite is fixed on the hero, it will be okay."
But another side of me is already dreading the bad reviews.
Sometimes I think we haven't evolved as much as a gender as we pretend we have. If we did, I wouldn't be thinking of this character as unusually sexually voracious in the first place, and worrying what the reading public will make of her. I'd just be thinking of her as a normal woman. After all, her drives, desires, and sex-positivity would be normal in a man.
But see what I did there? Instead of letting her sexuality be normal, I had to liken her to a man, because of course, they're the real sex maniacs, right? Gah.
Biologically, I suppose, there is some imperative in women being the more thoughtful and controlled of the two sexes. After all, if a man enjoys fucking 24/7, nothing really happens. If a woman does the same, she'll end up pregnant. Even with birth control, the chance is always there, whereas it is never there for a man. For a male there are no personal biological consequences for sex. For a woman, there's always that chance, unless she's had a hysterectomy.
Perhaps that's why there will always be some part of us that quakes at the sexually voracious female, be she the heroine of a romance novel, or our best friend, or ourselves. As much as we evolve mentally, as much as we embrace kink, sex-positivity, and pushing our sexual boundaries, for women there is always that burden of responsibility...the thing that could happen that men don't have to worry about.
What are your thoughts on the sexually voracious heroine? A fresh type of character? A turn off? A nightmare? Perhaps it's old news and you've read many books with sex-crazy heroines. Can you personally identify with a sexually voracious heroine and become invested in her happiness over the course of a novel? Or do you think a heroine needs to have more disciplined sexual appetites to earn the respect of today's romance reader?