Tales of Too Much Sex, Too Little Adventure... (AKA Outlander by Diana Gabaldon)

Have you read this one? Oh my! If not, I'd... well I'd recommend it, but at the same time I wouldn't. It's a very interesting and fun story so far, but MY GOODNESS is there ever a lot of overplayed sex throughout it.

The story follows Claire, an army nurse in 1945-ish, who, while on vacation with her husband, accidentally stumbles through a stone portal into 1700's Scotland and has to live her life there for a while. It's quite a bit of fun so far (over halfway through and suspect I'll be done in a day or so) and has such a wonderfully addicting storyline through it... for the most part.

My main beef with this story is the ridiculous amount of sex digression throughout. Just when you start to get antsy about what's to come you're forced to sit through 5 pages of the author describing ridiculous sex that would make V.C. Andrews blush... FROM THE GRAVE!

Excerpt:
"No!" I gasped. "Stop, please, you're hurting me!" Beads of sweat ran down his face and dropped on the pillow and on my breasts. Our flesh met now with the smack of a blow that was fast crossing the edge into pain. My thighs were bruising with the repeated impact, and my wrists felt as though they would break, but his grip was inexorable.

"Aye, beg me for mercy, Sassenach. Ye shallna have it, though; not yet." His breath came hot and fast, but he showed no signs of tiring. My entire body convulsed, legs rising to wrap around him, seeking to contain the sensation.

I could feel the jolt of each stroke deep in my belly, and cringed from it, even as my hips rose traitorously to welcome it. He felt my response, and redoubled his assault, pressing now on my shoulders to keep me pinned under him.

There was no beginning and no end to my response, only a continuous shudder that rose to a peak with each thrust. The hammering was a question, repeated over and over in my flesh, demanding my answer. He pushed my legs flat again, and bore me down past pain and into pure sensation, over the edge of surrender.

"Yes!" I cried. "Oh God, Jamie, yes!" He gripped my hair and forced my head back to meet his eyes, glowing with furious triumph.

And the sex continues from there for like 2 pages. The book is quite lengthy and could probably easily be halfed with the removal of all this crazy sex shit...

Don't get me wrong, I LOOOOOOVE sex as much as the next guy, girl, or animal, but SERIOUSLY! I have a lot of sex, but manage to find time to have a healthy balance of adventure time in there too!

Am I alone in this one? Thoughts?

Anyway, I'd say read the book but if you find yourself getting bored just jump ahead a bit, you won't miss too much, it's like missing a soap opera for a week... You're only out 10 minutes of story time.

Love ya,
Tyrel!