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Guest Blogger: Tilly Hunter

I’m delighted to announce Tilly Hunter, who is dishing the dirt on her story in Smut Alfresco. Take it away, Tilly…

 

A big thanks to Lucy for inviting me over to her blog and to both Lucy and her partner in crime Victoria Blisse for accepting my story for their Smut Alfresco anthology.

My story, The Explorer Challenge, is all about the British Ordnance Survey map, which may not sound a particularly likely subject for erotica. But I’m a map geek and proud of it. In fact, I’ve just ventured into my loft to count the maps in my collection and I have 62. If I go somewhere new for so much as a weekend, I’ll buy the map. I can stare at them for hours. They’re like magic: if you know how to read a map, you can visualise a whole landscape in your mind just by looking at the lines and symbols on a sheet of paper. The couple in my story love maps too, and they set themselves a challenge that will take them all over Britain for fresh air fun.

The inspiration for it came in a circuitous route, as these things often do. While I was first thinking about my story, I happened to find the book Map Addict: A Tale of Obsession, Fudge and the Ordnance Survey, by Mike Parker, on a friend’s bookshelf. It has a chapter called Carto Erotica, which starts with a quote from Geoff Nicholson’s Bleeding London: “Afterwards as she lay panting on her back, legs still splayed, she said, ‘I want to be fucked everywhere. In every hole. In every position. In every London borough. In every postal district.’” The fact I was staying on a Scottish island at the time probably influenced my choice of setting, since I settled on Orkney.

The Carto Erotica chapter is packed full of smutty facts; “maps bristle with sexual energy”. Standing stones, caves and cairns are all pretty obvious. But who knew that the British Board of Film Classification decided whether a penis was erect, and therefore banned from our sensitive eyes in ye olden days before the internet, by referring to the angle at which the Mull of Kintyre sticks out from the Scottish mainland? Or that Britain is full of streets called Gropecunt Lane?

Tilly Hunter – www.tillyhuntererotica.blogspot.co.uk – is a British author with stories in anthologies from Xcite Books, House of Erotica and MLR Press. Her first solo ebook, Miranda’s Tempest, a trio of stories offering kinky takes on Shakespeare’s The Tempest, Grimms’ Hansel and Gretel and Homer’s The Odyssey, is out now from House of Erotica and available at http://www.amazon.co.uk/Mirandas-Tempest-BDSM-Erotica-ebook/dp/B00AWFT76Q/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1359747400&sr=8-1

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Sex in the great outdoors is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the dramatic gritstone escarpments of Derbyshire’s Peak District, to a quiet caravan site in deepest Wales, Smut Alfresco has it all. Whatever your interpretation of frisky outdoor fun, there’s something nestling between the covers for you.

Sexy woodsmen, daring couples, rock stars, cougars, map enthusiasts, mattresses, ex-lovers, tour guides, hunky sheriffs and nature reserve rangers all appear in this hot collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.

Includes stories from: Violet Fields, Demelza Hart, Victoria Blisse, Jacqueline Brocker, Wendi Zwaduk, K T Red, Tilly Hunter, Bel Anderson, Lucy Felthouse, Kay Jaybee, Tenille Brown, Cass Peterson, Jenny Lyn and Nicole Gestalt.

More info, excerpt and buy links: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/smut-alfresco/

Sunday Snog – Not Just Desserts

Sunday Snog

Smut for ChocoholicsHere’s a snog-tastic snippet from my latest release, Not Just Desserts, which appears in Smut for Chocoholicsedited by Kevin Mitnik.

When he came back in, there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. He closed the door behind him. “We’re alone. So, what were you saying about not wasting any more time?”

 

The bubble of lust expanded further, and spurred her on. Out of her seat, across the room and into his arms. She pressed him against the door, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. He responded immediately, pulling her harder against his body, her curves moulding against his hard torso—and harder cock. Their kiss deepened. Stephen parted his sinful lips and his tongue tried for entry to her mouth. She allowed it in, almost swooning in his embrace as he possessed her lips, her mouth, her tongue. Her bubble burst, and her knickers quickly became drenched. All this, just from a kiss. She suspected the months of lusting after him had probably added to her arousal—the fact that she was finally, finally, getting what she wanted.

 

Except she wasn’t. The kiss was delightful and all, but what she really wanted was his tongue in her mouth and his cock in her pussy. She pulled away.

 

“Mmm,” he said, grinding his crotch against hers. “You taste of chocolate.”

 

She grinned. “I should think I bloody well do.”

 

“We’ll have to share one of those some time. It looked good.”

 

“Mmm—hmm. But I can think of something I’d rather share, right now.”

 

“Yeah?”

 

“Yeah.” She slipped her hand between their bodies and cupped his crotch. She sucked in a breath as she felt the heft of his cock. She suspected it would do very nicely… and then some.


You can get your hands on Smut for Chocoholics here.

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

Guest Blogger: Wendi Zwaduk

The fabulous Wendi Zwaduk is here today, telling us all about her characters, Torin and Zoe, who have appeared in both Smut in the City and Smut Alfresco. Take it away, Wendi…

 

Torin and Zoe…  A Love Story

First, I want to thank Lucy for having me here to talk about my characters. Always fun to hang out with you!! Plus its fun to talk about Zoe and Torin.

Zoe and Torin are from my stories in the Smut in the City Anthology and Smut Alfresco, but they actually started out before both stories. Let me tell you about them.

I had this scene, just one really, of these two people stuck in an elevator. She’s freaking out and he’s a rock star. That’s not why she’s freaking out. She’s claustrophobic. She also knows him because they had a relationship before the elevator scene. I didn’t have anything other than that scene, so I just jotted it down and let them percolate. When they wanted to talk, I’d listen.

I’m one of those writers that will see a sub call and the idea will right then spark. That’s what happened when I saw the call for SITC. Torin and Zoe came out of hiding and started talking. I wrote down their back story, then went back to the elevator. Turns out, the elevator scene was just a snippet (like I figured) and the relationship was much more complicated. I’d also seen an apartment complex in Cleveland, right off Lake Erie, that was the perfect setting for their reuniting. I forgot to mention, theirs, like a lot of my work, is a second chance romance.  Yes, they’re complicated people.

So who are they? Zoe is the submissive and Torin is her dom, but they don’t live the lifestyle 24/7. They also aren’t hardcore like some couples and that’s okay for them.  SITC let them work through some issues they had and Alfresco was the way for them to find out if the love they shared could last. And there’s sex among the daisies—something I’d love to do. I would.

I’ve not written the genesis of their relationship, but I’d like to. One of these days, or maybe even for a future Smut anthology, I’ll do it. I love these two and letting them tell how they got together in the first place feels like it’s the right thing to do…one of these days.

Here’s a snippet from Private Hideaway, from Smut Alfresco:

“Sixty-five. Remember that number.”

“Why?”

“That,” he inched the Jeep forward, “is our lot number.” Torin drove down the winding path to a secluded area of the campground. No other campers or vehicles were visible. He pulled into a gravel path next to a log cabin. Bright orange mums and daisies blossomed in front of the weathered grey building. “There. We’re off the grid. Kind of.” He whipped out a set of keys. “These are the keys to our private hideaway. No one will bother us because no one knows we’re here. We’ve got a dock and a whole open field down the hill a little ways. Plus, I have a surprise for you.”

Zoe rolled her eyes. They were standing on front of a wooden cottage in the middle of a deserted campground. What possible surprises could he have up his sleeve?

Torin slipped out of the vehicle and walked out of her line of sight. Within moments, he returned with a huge bouquet of roses. “These are for you, my love.”

“Thank you.” She buried her face in the sweet crimson blossoms. “You know how much I love these.” Zoe wrapped her free arm around his waist. “Question. How do you know we won’t be interrupted? We’ve had the paparazzi on our tails for the last six months.”

“I know and I’m sorry.” Torin offered his hand. “I want to go for a walk.”

She opened her mouth to protest, but he silenced her with a kiss. Zoe melted into his touch, threading her arms around his neck. His tongue tangled with hers. Torin hoisted her off the packed earth, then carried her into the cabin. The door slapped on the wall and the crack vibrated the tiny building. His footsteps thumped on the hardwood floor. A large bed, clad in fresh white sheets sat in the corner of the quaint room.

“Perfect.” Torin crossed the room to the bed. “I can’t wait.” He smoothed her skirt out of the way, then grabbed the strings at the sides of her panties. “Need you, babe.”

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Here’s a little bit about Wendi Zwaduk:

Like spicy romance? So do I! Come along on this journey with me.

I’ve always dreamt of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favorites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line.  I love playing with words and letting the characters run wild.

NASCAR, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, animals and second chance romance  all feature prominently in my books.  I also write under the pen name of Megan Slayer. I’m published with Total-E-Bound, Changeling Press, Liquid Silver Books, Turquoise Morning Press, Decadent Publishing and The Wild Rose Press. Come join me for this fantastic journey!

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Sex in the great outdoors is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the dramatic gritstone escarpments of Derbyshire’s Peak District, to a quiet caravan site in deepest Wales, Smut Alfresco has it all. Whatever your interpretation of frisky outdoor fun, there’s something nestling between the covers for you.

Sexy woodsmen, daring couples, rock stars, cougars, map enthusiasts, mattresses, ex-lovers, tour guides, hunky sheriffs and nature reserve rangers all appear in this hot collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.

Includes stories from: Violet Fields, Demelza Hart, Victoria Blisse, Jacqueline Brocker, Wendi Zwaduk, K T Red, Tilly Hunter, Bel Anderson, Lucy Felthouse, Kay Jaybee, Tenille Brown, Cass Peterson, Jenny Lyn and Nicole Gestalt.

More info, excerpt and buy links: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/smut-alfresco/