15th April 2016 - Sunday Snog - 11 Comments

“Come on then, boy, eat me.” Scorching hot Scentsual Sunday Snog #Femdom #mistress #erotica @Hoeroticabooks


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I am neck deep in writing a hot, 24 hour  whirlwind romance with an alpha male novella right now so I thought I’d go for something completely different for today’s Sunday Snog.  Check out this super hot snog from seaside femdom story, Scentsual

Scentsual is a femdom story written by leading erotic author Victoria Blisse and set in the seaside town of Scarborough. Kelly is dominant and has a heightened sense of smell, so many of her memories, thoughts and feelings revolve around scents. She meets Rob on a trip to Scarborough and seduces him; their lust is instant but is Rob the submissive man Kelly really needs to fall in love with?

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Now are you ready for this? This is a seriously sexy snippet, you’ve been warmed!

I straddled his chest, again facing away from him so he would receive a fantastic view of my pussy pulled wide as I rubbed up and down. My hands were on the bed on either side of his crotch and as I swayed I pursed my lips and repeatedly kissed his cock.

As I moved, I found I could slip my feet beneath his arms. I had not pulled them out far from his head, so they were quite flexible. I kept backing up with every sweep, until my pussy was at his chin.

“Come on then, boy, eat me.”

I knew it wouldn’t be easy. He would have to stretch his neck to get even the tip of his tongue on me, but if he tried I would reward his effort. And try he did. He lifted his head from the bed and I felt his hot breath on my cunt lips. I felt the rasp of his tongue as I heard his frustrated mewls. His head fell back down onto the pillow and I moved back a little and into a sitting position.

His lips and nose ended up directly between my wet engorged lips. In no time he was licking and sucking me as if I were a juicy steak to a hungry man. Every now and then he would lean his head back and I would lift up so he could breathe. Then I would lower myself to his face once more.

It did not take a long time of this frenzied pressure for me to come. I covered his face in fresh fucking juices as I shook and trembled in ecstasy. I pulled away from him, slid down his chest and rubbed my sensitive and wet pussy all over him as I slipped my legs from under his arms. “Good boy,” I cooed. “You’re such a good boy…”

Scentsual is available now as a stand alone title or you could pick it up as part of The Victoria Blisse Collection.

And don’t forget you can get your tickets to join us at Smut by the Sea in Scarborough, where this story is based, for workshops, performances, an erotic marketplace and networking opportunities galore!

Authors! I’d love you to join in with your own snog! Simply post up a kissing excerpt of your choosing (it needn’t be lip to lip, use your imagination!)on your own blog, link back to this post and use the Sunday Snog banner too if you’d like. Once you’re post is up come back here and enter your details in the form below. It’s that simple.

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