Zumba up... in Red Rag to a Bull - Reading For Charity.

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Victoria Blisse shakes her thang in Red Rag to a Bull, her story in the charity anthology COMING TOGETHER, With Curves. (in print and ebook)

Following Elizabeth Lapthorne's Captivated in the Coming Together; With Curves anthology that benefits PARKINSON'S UK, Ms. Blisse rocks our socks off with a danse-infused, zumba hyped, curvy-licious flirty story. Red Rag to a Bull has such a fun vibe, and the words just flow effortlessly. Ms. Blisse pulled me into the character's mind...every word had me right there in the story. I was so rooting for Grace, the buxom babe, who meets a hunky dude at a zumba class! Looking for some flirty, sexy readin'? Look no further. Ms. Blisse does is perfectly!

My favorite snippet from Red Rag to a Bull

This mini excerpt is PG 13 rated. Please be aware that the anthology is rated R/adult and is not suitable for minors due to 

sexual content and language.

I’ve not had sex in four years. I was miserable for one of them and I’ve taken Zumba classes for the past three. You’re probably thinking that doesn’t make sense, but believe you me, it does. I will be forever thankful for the day that Sharon, my workmate, told me about her dance class.

I laughed her down at first. I am not terribly well co-ordinated and I’m a big woman, I love my curves and I didn’t want to lose them. But she explained it was just exercise, it wasn’t a serious dance class and I could eat extra chocolate and cake to maintain my luscious body if I wanted to. The extra chocolate tipped the balance so I decided to try it out with her one night. It was fun. The first lesson I spent most of the time trying to not trip over my own feet or stand on anybody else’s, but I enjoyed it. The upbeat music, the laughter and the sociability of it all.

Victoria Blisse is a Mother, Wife, Christian, Manchester United Fan and Award Winning Erotica Authoress. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulousSmut by the Sea vol 1 & vol 2, Smut Alfresco and Smut in the City Anthologies.
You can often find Victoria procrastinating on Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest.

All tied up... in Six Lengths of Red Hemp. Reading for Charity.

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Tilly Hunter ties us up good and proper with Six Lengths of Red Hemp, her story in the charity anthology COMING TOGETHER, With Curves. (in print and ebook)

She ties us up, and entangles us deep into the erotic scene between artist and subject. There's no getting away from how deeply engaging this story is; every knot, every wrap...we feel it all thanks to Ms. Hunter's rich descriptions. This is one hot little number that kicks off the With Curves charity anthology that benefits PARKINSON'S UK. Iced drink was needed before I moved on to the next story.

My favorite snippet from Six Lengths of Red Hemp
(clean snippet, anyway LOL)

This mini excerpt is PG 13 rated. Please be aware that the anthology is rated R/adult and is not suitable for minors due to sexual content and language.

His print of Women After Bathing by Renoir was the one he loved the best, the long slope of the woman's back under her piled-up hair. Louisa soon realised she didn't have to settle for the hope that her personality wold dazzle him into forgetting she wasn't built like a supermodel. Dan had first struck up a conversation precisely because of that fact.
Most of all, he loved to blindfold her, then tie her in intricate shibari in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom. The ropes would vibrate against Lousia's body as he pulled each length through, the weave rubbing against itself and thrumming through her skin. She would try to guess where the rope would be wound next.

Tilly Hunter is a British erotica writer. Of course, that's not her real name, but it's the one she uses when she wants to write filthy stories full of BDSM, chicken coops and pure new wool. Her first solo collection of short stories, Miranda's Tempest, is out now at Amazon and other online bookstores.  You can connect with with Tilly on Twitter @TillyHErotica or at her blog http://tillyhuntererotica.blogspot.com/


Tomorrow, review and snippet from the next story in COMING TOGETHER; With Curves -- Cross Trainer Number Four by Lily Harlem

Seaside Smut is BACK! Don't miss out on the big ol' fix of sunshine, sand...and stories!

Smut by the Sea Volume 2, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse

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

I just loved SMUT BY THE SEA vol #1 -  being a lass who grew up in a wee seaside town in the UK, I felt like I'd visited home without actually leaving my sofa! The stories were varied, and every single one a delight to read. I'm thrilled to see the fab duo team of Lucy and Victoria are back with more smut by the sea....

From the sun soaked beaches of Brazil to the altogether cooler coastal towns of England, Smut by the Sea Volume 2 has it all. Whatever your interpretation of naughty seaside fun, there’s something nestling between the covers for you. Amusement arcades, beach houses, mermaids, honeymooners, shipwrecks, sex toys and more abound in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.
Contains stories from Victoria Blisse, Tilly Hunter, Rachel Randall, Giselle Renarde, Tamsin Flowers, Lucy Felthouse, Kate Britton, Jillian Boyd, Bel Anderson, Cass Peterson, Delyth Angharad, T C Mill, Erzabet Bishop, Tenille Brown and Annabeth Leong.

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*****

Excerpt:

Brigit loved the seaside. She always had, probably because visiting it was a rarity. Living in
the centre of England meant that even the nearest seaside town was over an hour and a half
away—and the nice resorts even further.

Which was why her boyfriend, Allen, proposed a long weekend in Brighton. He knew how
fond she was of the seaside. Unsurprisingly, she agreed delightedly.

“It’s a long way,” she said. “But it doesn’t matter. We’d never go anywhere if we lamented
the length of the journey.”

As it happened, the travelling wasn’t too bad. Miraculously the M1 was clear all the way
down to the M25—and even that notorious motorway wasn’t experiencing its usual havoc. A
straight shot south on the M23, then the A23 took them towards Brighton, and they navigated
the one-way systems and lack of road signs and—eventually—found their hotel.

“Wow,” Brigit said, stretching luxuriously after getting out of the car, “that didn’t take as
long as I thought. Shall we check in, dump our bags and go and explore?”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Allen replied with a grin.

They slammed their respective car doors, grabbed the bags from the boot and headed into the
hotel. Fifteen minutes later, after using the toilet and freshening up, they were back outside.

“Nice choice of hotel, babe. I like it.” Brigit said.

“I’m glad. I researched it well,” Allen replied.

“The bed looks nice and comfy.”

“Well, I’m sure we’ll be able to give it a decent road test later.” He winked at her, and got a
slap on the arm for his trouble.

“You’ve got a one-track mind, you have.”

“Well, what do you expect when I’ve got a girlfriend that looks like you?”

She giggled. “Charmer.”

“That’s me. Okay, now I’m back in good books,” Allen said, “what do you want to do? Now,
I mean. Not at bedtime.” He waggled his eyebrows.

Brigit stuck her tongue out at him before replying. “I dunno. Just look around I guess. Get our
bearings. See what there is to do around here.”

They walked hand-in-hand towards the seafront, then along it in the direction of the pier.
They passed the burnt out shell of the West Pier, and Brigit wondered aloud whether it would
ever be rebuilt or demolished. Or would the blackened skeleton be left there forevermore, a
reminder of what once was.

Soon, they drew close to Brighton Pier. Brigit turned to Allen with a grin.

“What?” he said, then followed her almost manic gaze down the length of the pier, towards a
building with fake turret-type things and some very real flags. He sighed. He couldn’t be sure
from here, but he thought it was bound to be the amusement arcade. “Oh, you want to go in
there, do you? I wonder why?” His voice was laden with sarcasm in his last sentence.

“You know damn well why. Come on!” Brigit tugged him along the last few metres of the
pavement and onto the wooden slats of the pier. “Ooh, we can have fish and chips when we
come out, if you want.”

*****

Editor Sites:

http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk

http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk

Coming Together for charity, with curves and words

I'm so thrilled to finally be able to share this bit of news with you.

My short story, BELLA BUXOM, JUST SQUEEZE ME, is A PART OF THE UPCOMING ANTHOLOGY COMING TOGETHER: WITH CURVES WHICH BENEFITS PARKINSONS UK and is edited by lucy felthouse and victoria blisse.

And just look at the line-up. I'm honored not just to be counted among these awesome authors, but also to be able to make a difference with my words.

Stories are as follows:

• The Wrong End of the Stick (Lucy Felthouse)
• Red Rag to a Bull (Victoria Blisse)
• Bella Buxom, Just Squeeze Me (JoAnne Kenrick)
• Captivated/Kidnapped by Love (Elizabeth Lapthorne)
• Cross Trainer Number Four (Lily Harlem)
• Flesh for Fantasy (Lexie Bay)
• Lush Buns (Sommer Marsden)
• Six Lengths of Red Hemp (Tilly Hunter)
• The Big Reveal (Giselle Renarde)
• Girl Next Door (Bella Blake)
• Riding School (Bella Blake)