7th January 2017 - Sunday Snog - 1 Comment

Sexy Just got Kinky Sunday Snog – Sitting Comfortably? @8britbabes #BDSM #Erotica


You can’t go wrong with a Brit Babes story so today I’m taking another snog from our latest anthology!

Welcome to Sexy Just Got Kinky, the third instalment of the Brit Babes’ Sexy Just series. Tantalise your dark side with kinks to make you think. From lovers behind bars to lone ladies behind the lens—fisticuffs and feathers, lilos and lube, scissors and sticks, whips, canes and bondage, there’s sure to be a kink within these pages to whet your appetite, tickle your fancies and heat up cold nights.

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My story in the anthology is called Kinky Fuckers and this excerpt comes from after the visit to the dungeon.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow,” I chant, lowering myself delicately into a sitting position.  There doesn’t seem to be a way I can sit that takes any pressure off my sore bits. My whole bottom seems to be a sore bit. I wiggle a little to find the least painful position then press back to pull my seat belt on. That’s when I remember how much my whipped back stings.

“Fuck!” I let the explosion of pain shoot out between my lips.

“Sitting comfortably, dear?”

“Not at all,” I truthfully reply.

“Oh good.” He laughs and turns the key in the ignition.

“So, what did you think of it?” he asks when we pull up at a red light.

I wince, even with the gentle pressure of stopping.

“It was great,” I enthused, “I felt so relaxed and at home it all seemed so—”

“—Normal?”

“Precisely—normal. No expectations to do things a certain way. I didn’t feel on display at all, did you?”

“No, it all felt so natural.”

“Yeah,” I sigh. “Kinda wish we’d done it sooner.”

“I know what you mean. I guess you’d like to go back again some time?”

“Oh, God, yes.” My words trip over themselves in my eagerness. “I mean, as long as you had fun.”

“Of course I did,” he replies,” I got to see you experience a whole new world – pain and pleasure, I watched you open up and blossom. It was amazing and a complete fucking turn-on.”

“You as horny as I am, then?”

“At least.” He grins. “Ooh, look, speed bumps.”

Each bump explodes through my marked arse and back and Rob takes great delight in my squeaks and gasps with each one he drives us over.

“You did that on purpose, we didn’t go over any speed bumps on the way here.”

“Maybe.” He winks.

“God that Mark is a bad influence on you. He’s bringing out your sadistic streak.” I smile,. It makes me very happy to discover my husband’s meanness.

“You complaining?”

“Nope.”

Our laughter is genuinely joyful. I think we’ve laughed more in the last few hours than we have in weeks. It’s like all the stresses of life have been lifted. I’m out the other side. I’ve taken one hell of a beating, survived it, and even enjoyed it. Can anything else life throws at me really do any damage? Nope, I don’t think so. I’m a braver, more confident incarnation of me. Maybe that will tarnish as the marks vanish but there will be opportunity to receive more.

The moment we walk through the door into our home we fall on each other. The kiss is hot and heavy with the hours of anticipation and foreplay we’d just indulged in. I want to get at his flesh, I want him inside me; I just want him. I’m so hot, so needy I can’t wait a moment more.

Shoes are kicked off, my dress unzipped and discarded, his shirt and trousers pulled and dragged out of the way.

“I want you to fuck me doggy style,” I gasp. I’d been fantasising about it as I was taking blows at the dungeon, and need to know how it feels to be fucked in the same position I’d been spanked. With a casual heave he pushes the ottoman closer to the sofa. A multipurpose item of furniture, it’s a perfect table or a footstool but I love it best when we’re fucking on it.

I kneel upon it, gathering cushions to prop up my chest on the sofa.

“God, your arse looks amazing, hang on, I’ll just take a photo.”

I bite my lip. If I demand he fuck me right now, he’d probably not just out of spite. It will take only a few moments to take a quick pic and I’m curious to see what the marks look like.  I can feel them but I wonder how that translates visually?

Rob places his phone on the sofa in front of me and I pick it up to look closer. There are bruises already, clumps at the top and very bottom of my arse and little floating clouds of blushing pink to purple bruises in between. There’s bright red flesh and pink, lines of scratches that I think might be from the yobi because they’re so thin and delicate. And there, bisecting everything is a long, thin red welt, darker at the two edges and on the one end it’s just angry, dark and raised.

That evil fucking cane. No wonder I hate it.

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One response to “Sexy Just got Kinky Sunday Snog – Sitting Comfortably? @8britbabes #BDSM #Erotica”

  1. lisabetsarai says:

    Oh, this is a naughty bit, Victoria!

    Sounds like a great collection.

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