Bad Sex in Fiction Award, c’est le genre de concours que j’aime bien suivre chaque année.
Créé en 1993 pour pointer des descriptions sexuelles mal écrites dans un livre qui n’a pas tant de défauts sauf du sexe redondant ou ennuyant ou juste arke. Le gagnant sera annoncé le premier décembre. Un trophée pour la pire scène de cul, wouhou.
Je ne trouve pas toujours les scènes choisies si horrifiantes. Genre, parfois, c’est vrai que le sexe c’est drôle/les pénis ont des formes bizarres/le sperme gicle sur les murs de la cuisine.
Voici les scènes des finalistes qui m’ont plus perturbée pour la sélection 2015 du Bad Sex in Fiction Award :
Against Nature (Tomas Espedal)
« She kisses his face and licks it. She bites his lip. She bites his cheek. She pants in his ear, shouts his name in his ear, she whips his face with her hair. She stops his mouth hard with her hand and takes his breath away. She rides above him the way she’d imagined that one day she’d ride a boy, a man, a beast; she grasps his long hair with both her hands and rides him as if he were a horse… »
Fear of Dying (Erica Jong)
« I slip into bed, amazed that Asher is making the first move — which is unusual for him.
While I lie next to him, astounded by his presence still, he opens my silk robe and touches my cunt as if he were Adam just discovering Eve’s pussy.
‘Beautiful,’ he says. »
List of the Lost (Morrissey)
« At this, Eliza and Ezra rolled together into the one giggling snowball of full-figured copulation, screaming and shouting as they playfully bit and pulled at each other in a dangerous and clamorous rollercoaster coil of sexually violent rotation with Eliza’s breasts barrel-rolled across Ezra’s howling mouth and the pained frenzy of his bulbous salutation extenuating his excitement as it whacked and smacked its way into every muscle of Eliza’s body except for the otherwise central zone. »
À suivre, pour le dévoilement du gagnant qui ne devrait jamais comparer des baises à des grosses boules de neige ricaneuses.
Mélodie Nelson 