Sunday Snog – Unfinished Business

Sunday Snog

Dead SexyHere’s a saucy snippet from my story, Unfinished Business, which appears in the Xcite Books anthology Dead Sexy, a recently released paranormal erotic collection.

More through frustration than anything, Caitlyn cupped her hand over Jacob’s groin and squeezed so hard he yelped.

“You bitch!” he yelled, rubbing himself gingerly. “What did you do that for?”

“Well,” she tartly replied, “you wouldn’t believe your eyes, so I thought perhaps you’d believe your dick.”

Despite his discomfort, Jacob couldn’t help but grin. Real or not, this was his Caitlyn all over.

“Okay, so us having had a disagreement, what would normally happen next?”

Caitlyn took in Jacob’s grinning face and knew exactly what he was angling for. What’s more, in the spirit of living every moment like it was her last, she was going to give it to him. Shifting into his lap, she slipped a hand behind his head and pulled his face to hers, crushing their lips together.

Instantly, Jacob’s hands went to her face and he pulled her more tightly to him. Before long, she felt Jacob’s cock pressing into her ass and her pussy dampened in response. This wasn’t the usual heated exchange that usually followed an argument. In fact, they were devouring one another’s mouths like it was the last time. Probably because deep down, they both knew it could be.

Pulling away, Caitlyn tugged off her top and was kissing Jacob again before he had time to protest. His heated skin against hers drove her crazy, almost heady with lust. Her hands roamed the planes of his chest, the hard muscle beneath her fingers reminding her of his immense physical fitness and how it had coaxed orgasm after orgasm out of her. She smiled and Jacob broke the kiss to look at her enquiringly.

“What?” he said. “Did I do something wrong?”

“When have you ever done anything wrong?”

He quirked an eyebrow.


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Also, don’t forget to head back to Victoria’s site and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

The Smut and Magic Extravaganza!

I’ve only just had chance to sit down and write about the fantastic launch which took place last Saturday. Luckily, I’ve had some fabulous guest bloggers to keep you entertained!

So, 27th October brought the Smut and Magic Launch to Sh! Hoxton. And what a night it was! Myself, Victoria Blisse and K D Grace shared the launch, with myself and Victoria launching Smut in the City, and K D launching Lakeland Heatwave Book 2: Riding the Ether. There were readings, there were prizes, there were laughs, and of course, goodies and fizz!

It all started out with a mad dash across London which always happens, no matter how early we set out! We managed to get into the hotel room and back out again in around 20 minutes which is amazing considering I had to get changed and put makeup on. Then we headed up to Hoxton and the Bluu Bar where we all converged, and I lubricated my throat with a couple of vodka and cokes 😉

Jo Takes ChargeThen it was over the road to Sh! where we had a lovely warm welcome from the Sh! Girlz, as always. Jo quickly took charge, handing out balloons (which I’ll explain later) and helping us give out smutty sentences for the giveaways. Fizz and whoopie pies were consumed and soon it was time to begin.

Victoria Reads from Smut in the CityThe lovely Jo introduced the launch and the books in question, and then it was time for the readings to begin! My fellow Northern Bird and partner in crime, Victoria Blisse read some of her story from Smut in the City. It’s set in Manchester and is all about a dull conference and what a couple of attendees do to liven it up. As usual with Victoria’s writing there were funny parts which brought laughs from the audience.

K D Reads from Riding the EtherK D Grace then went all spooky on us by reading a passage from Lakeland Heatwave Book 2: Riding the Ether. It was sexy, saucy, ghostly and demonic, and that’s all I’m saying. I’ve read the book so I, of course, knew what happened but it was still fab to hear it read out by the author in her usual engaging way.

Then, a break. Sh! Lady Renee (who sadly couldn’t be there with us that evening, and was sadly missed) had arranged a Sh! giveaway, whereby we all had a balloon each. Each balloon contained a raffle ticket. Jo drew a ticket and the corresponding ticket popped from a balloon was the winner. And would you believe the winner was…. me! I won a gorgeous Sh! pack with love balls, lubes, massage oils and other luscious goodies – thanks Ladiez!

I honestly don’t remember if we also drew the other raffle at the same time, so I’ll tell  you about it now anyway. Victoria, K D and I all contributed prices to two giveaways, as well as sponsorship from our publishers (thank you Xcite Books and House of Erotica!) which enabled us to also giveaway some Sh! vouchers. We’d all selected sentences from our work, which Victoria kindly printed and brought with her. One sentence was given out, and the other popped into the draw bag. Jo again drew sentences and two lucky winners were presented with their prizes; vouchers, sex toys, books, author swag and much more.

Me Reading from Smut in the CityNext, it was time for my reading from Smut in the City. My tale is set in Rome, which I visited in May. I told the audience this, and the fact that the story was further proof that I’m getting to the stage where I can turn almost anything into a story. I also emphasised that although the story is based in truth (i.e. the setting), I did not, in fact, have sex in the Colosseum. I don’t think anyone (except for the one person that can verify the truth) believed me, but oh well! Anyway, I started to read my tale and although I definitely had not intended certain parts of it to be funny, the filthy minded audience giggled anyway, which of course started me off. Then almost any word or sentence that could be construed in a naughty way, was! I punished my misbehaving listeners by stopping before I got to the sexy part 😉 Ha!

Q & AFinally, K D gave the audience the choice of two readings. The majority voted for the demony part, which I thought was rather fitting, considering how close it was to Halloween. She wrapped it up and then we had a Q&A session. We had quite a few questions from the crowd, which was great. And also lots more laughs! I also signed several copies of Smut in the City and Smut by the Sea (which Sh! also have in stock, as well as Uniform Behaviour, if you’re in the area and want a copy!) which always makes me smile.

Then it was off for dinner and more drinks in Byrons burger bar, just down the road. The fun didn’t end until the wee hours of the morning, and I think everyone was glad that the clocks changed and gave us an extra hour to sleep!

So, to wrap up, I’d like to say a huge thank you to Victoria and K D for being my partners in crime. Many, many, thanks to the girls at Sh! for being such wonderful hosts. And last but not least, thank you to friends, husbands, partners and new friends for attending and supporting us. I appreciate every one of you.

P.S. More thanks to R, especially since I stole some of your photos to add to this blog post 😉

A Display of Our Books

Sunday Snog – Miss Pemberton’s Drawers

Sunday Snog

Miss Pemberton's DrawersHere’s a saucy snippet from my story, Miss Pemberton’s Drawers, which appears in the Xcite Books anthology of the same name.

Careful not to crush her with his weight, Owen leaned down and captured Miss Pemberton’s swollen mouth in a kiss. Her eyes fluttered open and he saw them crinkle at the corners as she eagerly reciprocated. It was a chaste kiss—both of them were too breathless for anything more, and soon Owen pulled away and rolled onto the table next to her. She twisted her head to look at him, and they grinned at one another, basking in the afterglow of their respective orgasms.

After a few minutes, when he’d regained his presence of mind and the ability to speak, Owen said, “So, er, Miss Pemberton, was this a one-off thing, or what?”

“Bloody hell, don’t call me Miss Pemberton, you sound like one of my pupils! It’s Sally. And actually, if you’re willing, I was wondering if you’d like to check my drawers on a more regular basis.”

Owen laughed. “Is the sky blue? Though maybe we shouldn’t make fucking on school property a regular occurrence, eh? I need this job.”

“Agreed. Next time, Mr. Caretaker, you’ll have to make a home visit.”


Check out the blurb and buy links here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Victoria’s site and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

A Sexy Snippet from Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills

Flesh Spills and Secret ThrillsI’m continuing to highlight some of the stories I have in anthologies as they don’t usually get as much exposure (if you’ll pardon the pun) as my single-author stories. Here’s an excerpt from my story, Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills, which appears in the House of Erotica anthology of the same name, which also contains another of my stories, Miri on the Wall, and two other fab Rubenesque stories from my buddy Victoria Blisse.

The beautiful silk and lace garment fit perfectly, cinching my waist in without being uncomfortable or too restrictive. I loved the way it appeared to suck in my middle and shove the excess flesh to where it was sexiest – above and below the material. My hips flared out from underneath the corset and my breasts were barely restrained in the cups at the top. They were thrust up and out like some kind of sexy offering.

I looked sluttish, wanton. I’d been expecting that. What I hadn’t been expecting was the way the corset made me feel. Mentally, I mean. It was thrilling. I felt powerful and sexy. As I turned this way and that before the mirror, leaning forward to see if my boobs would stay put (they did, just), blood started to gather in my groin, thickening my vulva and nudging my clit awake.

Gazing back out of the mirror at me wasn’t me, but some kind of goddess. Seriously, I looked so hot that I even wanted to have sex with myself! My eyes shone and my face was flushed and glowing. I leaned forward once more for good measure, and as I cupped and squeezed the abundant flesh that threatened to spill out, the embers that had been kindling between my thighs sparked into a full blown fire.

I knew what I had to do.

I’d only removed the top half of my clothing to put on the corset, such was my impatience. Now I slipped off my socks and jeans, tossing them into the corner. The scarlet thong I was wearing clashed horribly with my new lingerie, but it didn’t matter. I pulled the underwear down, tensing as the wet gusset peeled away from my pussy, exposing it to the cool air. The tiny scrap of material joined my other clothes, discarded across the room.

I shifted and tilted the mirror I’d been primping in front of so it reflected our king sized mattress. I quickly grabbed mine and Chris’ toy box from beneath the bed and retrieved my trusty rabbit vibe.

Then in true sexy and wanton goddess style, I laid back on the duvet and spread my legs wide. My pussy was rudely reflected back at me in all its pink and glistening glory. From that angle, my boobs were thrust high, almost obscuring my face. By this point I was so horny I barely noticed, and I certainly didn’t care.

Switching my vibrator onto its lowest setting, I slipped it between my thighs.

Want to find out what happens next? Grab your copy of Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills here. It’s a bargain, and you get three other sexy stories, too!

Sunday Snog – Raising the Bar

Sunday Snog

Raising the BarHere’s a saucy snippet from my story, Raising the Bar, which is my first publication with Decadent Publishing. It will be released on the 19th October, as part of their super erotic The Edge range.

I dab at the spill, watching him from the corner of my eye. He either can’t see me looking, or doesn’t care, because he has removed his jeans, too. He stands there in tight black boxer shorts and little else, whilst he rifles around in his bag for his uniform. I bite my lip to suppress a lusty groan. God, he looks good enough to eat.

Or, you know, fuck.

He turns around. I look away quickly, but not before he’s caught me staring.

“You were looking at me?”

My blush gives me away, making lies futile.

“It is okay,” he says, moving towards me and lifting my chin. “I look at you, too. You are beautiful.” As I start to mumble a protest, he covers my lips with his fingers. “Do you like me?”

I look into his chocolate-colored eyes, powerless to do anything except nod. It’s like he’s got me under some kind of spell. A horny spell.

He takes my hand, and says, “I like you, too.”

Then he kisses me. He tastes of coffee and chocolate, and it makes me want to eat him up. His almost-naked form presses against me, as does the unmistakable bulge of his cock. I abandon the cloth and respond to his kiss, slip my arms around him and caress the smooth, slim, and yet athletic body beneath my hands. And it is well worth caressing—the blood thundering wildly in my veins testifies to that fact. What’s unusual is that I usually like my men big and beefy, capable of throwing me around in the bedroom, but there’s just something about him, with his narrow hips and tight bottom that make me tingle in all the right places.

As I begin to lose myself in his kiss, he pulls away. I open my mouth to protest then shut it promptly when he slips to the door, flips the lock, and rejoins me. Looking down, I see his erection making a sizable tent in his underwear. My pussy throbs. I want him. He follows my gaze, gives a wicked grin and shrugs, then kisses me again.

Maneuvering his hand between our bodies, Luciano slips it under my skirt, pulls the gusset of my knickers to one side, and touches my pussy. I’m already wet, and more juices begin to flow as he expertly strokes my slippery folds and teases my clit. I tremble a little. All these weeks of abstinence, and then he comes along. No wonder I’m so fucking horny. There’s plenty to be said for masturbation, but it doesn’t compare to the real thing. Especially not with him.


Check out the blurb here, and buy links will be added as they become available.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Victoria’s site and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

Call for Submissions: Smut by the Sea Volume 2

Call for Submissions

Smut by the Sea Volume 2

Editors: Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse

Publisher: House of Erotica

Submission deadline: 1st February 2013

Expected release: Spring/Summer 2013

Genres: Any

Theme: Seaside

Pairings: Any

Word count: 4,000 – 6,000

Payment: Royalties will be split 50% of the net profits with contributing authors, exact values will be given once we know how many stories will be in the final anthology. Royalties will be paid to each contributor once their share reaches a minimum threshold of £20.

 

Due to the success of Smut by the Sea Volume 1, Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse are pleased to announce that they’re putting together a second volume.

Smut by the Sea Volume 2 will be a collection of stories with a saucy seaside feel edited by The Northern Birds Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse.

The Smut by the Sea anthology will feature stories from a variety of genres, but they must have that overall “seaside” feel, either in location or style. Read Smut by the Sea Volume 1 to get an idea of what we like. If you’d like some clarification before submitting your story then please contact us.

 

Submit your story by emailing it as an attachment to victoria[at]victoriablisse.co.uk. Please format your story in Times New Roman, 12pt font, double spaced with each new paragraph indented by ½ inch. On your cover page, include your pen name, author bio and word count.