Sunday Snog with Seaside Shenanigans!


Another Sunday, another snog from Smut by the Sea Volume 3 to get us in the mood for Smut by the Sea in Scarborough next Saturday the 23rd May.  Squee, not long now. I can’t wait!

Light hearted, sexy fun by the sea is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From exotic locales such as Croatia and Australia to the coastal caves of England, Smut by the Sea: Volume 3 has it all. Whatever your interpretation of naughty seaside fun, there’s something nestling between the covers for you. Kinky role play, gorgeous artists, bobbing boats, sexy cougars, hunky hermits and more abound in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.

Smut by the Sea: Volume 3 contains tales from Victoria Blisse, Primula Bond, Lucy Felthouse, Slave Nano, Demelza Hart, Tilly Hunter, Jillian Boyd, Zak Jane Keir, Sybil Rush, Megan Morgan, Nelly Gee and AJ Roman.


Sally’s coming to terms with her greatest fear, reluctantly…

The coastline was breathtakingly beautiful. We were far enough out that the arcades and ice-cream shops of the seafront looked like a bright feather boa of colour around the edge of the green and grey sides of the cliffs, dotted with light pastel hotels and homes scattered around, with the imposing red-brick Grand Hotel dominating the view.

“How’re you doing?” Carl called, walking back across the deck.

“Better than I thought I would be!”

He nodded. “I told you it’d be all right.”

“You did.”

“Do you believe that yet?”

I hesitated in my response. Clearly the answer was written on my face as he laughed and pulled me into his embrace.

“I’ll just have to work a little harder in helping you find your sea legs.” He kissed me again, taking the words from my lips before I could utter them. I was whisked away from reality once more, swept up in the intensity of the chemistry between us. I pulled him closer to me, rubbing my hands over his shoulders, down to his hips, my hands resting on the natural ledge there. Tangling his jumper between my fingers I eased it up over his body, carrying the light t-shirt beneath it up over his torso too.

He didn’t leave me over-dressed for long, helping me out of my cardigan and blouse, then reaching around me to pop open my bra. It was only as my breasts came into contact with the lightly chilled sea air that I remembered how exposed we both were.

“Won’t people be able to see?” I squealed, pressing myself to him, hiding my breasts.

“Nah, not from the land. And I’ve moved us out of the regular courses for’t boats. No one will see your gorgeous charms but me.”

I blushed.

He eased me back away him. I wobbled as the cabin floor rolled. My stomach tumbled, the fear still there beneath the sexual excitement.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Carl sighed, then dipped his head to kiss my collar bone and my breasts. Lapping at the cream-coloured skin and seeking out the dark raspberry red nipples that topped them off like an abundant seaside sundae. I rested my hands on his shoulders as he slipped lower, pulling down my black corduroy trousers and knickers. His breath tickled my belly button, his stubble abrading the lower curve of my stomach.

To find out if Carl’s distraction technique works, pick up your copy of Smut by the Sea vol 3now. Copies will be available from the smut book stall at Smut by the Sea next Saturday along with other sexy, print books. Hope to see you there!


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