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Sunday Snog – Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills

Sunday Snog

Flesh Spills and Secret ThrillsHere’s a very sexy and naughty snog from my rubenesque story, Miri on the Wall, which appears in the Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills anthology, which contains two stories each from myself and Victoria Blisse. I’ve used this snog before, but I have two new releases coming very soon, so I’ll share snogs from those soon, promise!

Lowering his face to hers, Callum captured Miri’s luscious mouth in a heated kiss so that as much of their bodies were connectedas possible. His tongue plundered her mouth passionately and hungrily, as his cock and his hips teased them both to orgasm.

The combination of months of unrequited lust and Miri’s previous climax meant meant it wasn’t too long before, they were both on the edge.

“Miri,” Callum grunted, gritting his teeth with concentration.

“I know,” she said, cutting him off. “Me too.”

Redoubling his efforts, Callum’s hips pumped back and forth, causing the sofa to squeak and Miri’s tits to jiggle with each thrust. That sight, and a glance at the pleasure on her face, finished him off. Her second orgasm followed swiftly after his first, and the spasming clutch around his cock caused him to yell her name. She smiled in
response, the expression in her eyes soft.

Minutes later, cradled in her arms, his head on her luscious chest, Callum didn’t think he’d ever been so happy.

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

Hump Day Hook No. 6 #HDH

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. This week, I’m sharing a snippet from Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills, a rubenesque mini-anthology, containing two stories each from myself and Victoria Blisse.

When my boyfriend Chris commented on how hot he thought I’d look in a corset, I almost wet myself laughing. It’s not that I have low self-esteem – I don’t – it’s just that I’ve always felt that corsets were for skinny girls. Or at least girls with a little less ‘up top’ than me. I have large breasts – huge, in fact – and I struggle to get pretty bras to fit me, let alone sexy corsets.

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Sunday Snog – Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills

Sunday Snog

Flesh Spills and Secret ThrillsHere’s a snog-tastic snippet from Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills, which appears in the anthology of the same name, containing two stories each from myself and Victoria Blisse.

As he started to move inside me he looked down at my tits, which were bouncing and wobbling with every thrust. Grinning widely, he pressed his tongue into the enormous cleavage the corset had created and left a wet trail of saliva on my heated skin, before capturing my lips in a kiss. His tongue forced its way into my mouth and slid sensuously against mine as his hips moved rhythmically, stroking his cock against the sweet spot inside my pussy.


I thrust both my tongue and my hips to meet his, feeling the delicious tingling feeling in my abdomen that meant I was going to come soon. As he picked up his pace, I knew Chris wasn’t far away from his own climax, and I grasped his buttocks in my hands, pulling him deeper and deeper inside me.


Instinctively, he knew what I wanted and pumped faster still, his pubic bone grinding against mine and mashing my clit between our bodies. As he grew closer to coming, Chris’ gaze raked my face and chest once more and he caught his bottom lip between his teeth and closed his eyes. He came with a series of jerking thrusts and random expletives, which sent me spiralling into my own violent climax.


We grunted and gasped, writhing and clinging to one another as my cunt wrung every last drop of spunk from his spurting cock. Finally we lay still, and Chris’ head dropped to the considerable rack spilling from the top of my corset. He pushed his head against me in a cat-like fashion, and I stroked his damp hair as we relaxed into post-orgasmic bliss.

You can get your hands on Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss 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!