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We were lying snugly in bed, lazily stroking fingers over body parts in an easy invitation to lovemaking when my husband said to me “I love the feel of this new satin top as I slide my hands over your body.” “Why thank you Love. I love the feel of you feeling me whilst I have it on.” I giggled huskily, gasping as his large manly hand cupped my breast; His fingers seeking out my nipple and teasing it into full bloom. I love satin. The soft...
  • Victoria Blisse News Update.
    By Victoria Blisse on August 27th, 2008

    *Intense serious music*

    Hello and welcome to todays Victoriablisse news. We have lots of fun and exciting news for you today, first up, the new addition to victoriablisse.co.uk

    eCards at VictoriaBlisse.co.uk

    If you just let your eye run down the right hand column you will find the SEND ECARD link. So now, you can upload your very own ecard to send to your friends! No entering of personal details either, we just create the ecard and provide you with a pick up link that you can then email on to your friend -no getting lost in the junk mail folder either!

    We are looking for suggestions for ecards that you’d like to see readily available (So you don’t have to always upload your own) what would you like to see?

    And now onto EXCLUSIVE breaking News!

    Lyrical Released on the 1st September!

    A new offering from Victoria Blisse. Lyrical is an Overture Heatsheet from Phaze.

    lyrical
    Living in a world of lyrics, she sings his song and he is powerless to resist.

    Peter is anti-social. He doesn’t speak to a soul at work and listens to his music 24/7. He thinks he is too fat to fit in. Rock chick Chloe disagrees and slowly pulls Peter out of his shell. She finally wins him over with her beautiful singing voice but he just does not know how to deal with this beautiful woman and her lusts. Does Chloe have the patience to teach him to play her song to the rhythm of their shared sensuality or will he be forever doomed to a solitary life with only his music for comfort?

    There will be an EXCLUSIVE excerpt appearing in the next Blisse Bites Newsletter which is due out later this week. Make sure your signed up by fillnig in the form in the right hand column on this page and read the EXCLUSIVE sneak peek into this new erotic short by Victoria Blisse.

    And Finally, this weeks lust forecast.

    Those of you reading MAKING IT REAL will see rain, as this love story fills your eyes with tears and also dew as you read the hot, sensual love scenes! Anyone reading SEASONS OF BLISSEwill be experiencing four seasons in one day as you pass from hot summer sex to rolling around in autumn leaves to sensual snow and erotically budding spring.

    That is todays lust report and this was Victoria Blisse, signing off for Victoria Blisse news.

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  • Another Season of Blisse!
    By Victoria Blisse on August 23rd, 2008

    When you have an anthology all to yourself, you get into the annoying yet gloriously unusual situation of having so many quotes to share you don’t know which ones to pick. So, I thought that today I would pick another excerpt from a different story for you.


    Buy Seasons of Blisse from Phaze now
    .

    The last excerpt you received was from a hot, sunny summer story. Today’s excerpt comes to you from the much chillier autumn which is rolling in pretty quickly now that the end of August is approaching. This particular story is called Leaf Lessons.

    seasons
    “Oh hush, woman.” Mark held his wife’s hands above her head. “We’ve got ages and I want to make a collage.”

    Helen looked confused as her husband lifted her top and eased it up and over her head, revealing her bra and the large apples trapped inside. He slipped her trousers down and off her legs, along with her knickers. It left her exposed, the crinkly edges of the leaves prickled her skin.
    He rolled her to her side and unsnapped her bra, then pressed her gently back to the floor. The leaves rustled as she settled, almost masking the deep growl that escaped Mark’s lips as he surveyed his wife’s naked body.

    He picked up a red leaf, long and classically shaped, and laid it on her rounded stomach, like an arrow pointing down. He then picked up two yellow hand-shaped leaves, large and bright. He laid these gently over his wife’s budding breasts. The soft touch made Helen gasp with need. He filled in the rest of her skin with leaves of varying size and shape. He found a leaf skeleton, fragile and see- through and placed it over Helen’s pussy.

    “That’s gorgeous,” he said, “but there’s something missing.”

    He picked up a shiny brown conker and shifted the arrow leaf on her stomach down a bit further before popping the brown nut into the dip of her belly button.

    “That’s cold.” Helen exclaimed.

    “Hush, you. Canvasses don’t speak.” Helen went quiet. She always enjoyed it when her husband was dominant; she just wished he’d hurry up and fuck her. Her need was growing, but she was also painfully aware that her mother was due soon.

    “Still not right.” He muttered and sifted through the leaves around him. “Ah ha.” He picked up a spiky ball, and smiled wickedly down on Helen from between her spread thighs. She gasped as he laid it on her neck and rolled it down over her leaf covered flesh. He watched as the leaves shifted and moved under the motion of the Horse Chestnut pod. He listened intently to the gasps and moans of his wife as he ran it over her nipples, down her stomach and over her thighs.

    “Perfect,”


    So buy Seasons of Blisse from Phaze now
    .

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  • Sneak Peek -Travel Delight.
    By Victoria Blisse on August 22nd, 2008

    Travel Delight is a new short story from me and is due to be released in October. You will be able to get hold of it from Total-E-Bound but for now here is the blurb and a hot little excerpt to whet your appetite.

    One Hot Summer’s day he became her Travel Delight.

    When Janet met Guy her whole corporate and predictable world crumbled. The exciting young American whisked her away on a summer holiday that she would never forget, an expedition to find her sexual self.

    They started in York where they discovered the delights of the Minster and their exhibitionist lusts. In London they visited the Queen and found the secret delights hidden in the Shadows of Hyde Park. And in Paris, the City of Lovers, Janet made the most important decision of her life. Should she stay with Guy and discover more of her adventurous nature or should she return to the career she had worked so hard to build?

    The most important decisions in life are always the most difficult to make.

    Here’s an excerpt:

    “So, what changed your mind?” He asked and slipped into the seat beside her, trapping Janet between the window and his lithe body.

    “I need an adventure.” She replied, “And you made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.”
    “Yeah, I do that.” He laughed and Janet noted the redness of his cheek as he did and this sign of softness melted her heart.

    “Did you enjoy Manchester?” She asked him as she settled into the journey.
    “Sure, it was a cool town and I met this gorgeous woman, too.”

    “Oh yeah,” Janet laughed, her smile lighting her eyes, “What was she like?”
    “Well,” he leaned in close,” between you and me, she was hot. I totally wanted to fuck her.”

    “Oh,” she was flustered by the audacity of the revelation and his mouth so close to her skin.
    She didn’t have much experience with men, but she was pretty sure that Guy and his direct approach was unusual. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. This was utter madness, yet her heart wasn’t beating faster with fear, it was arousal that it pumped around her body.

    Even through the icy blasts of air conditioning the sunlight through the window warmed her skin as the urban streets and buildings began to melt away and craggy hills and green fields dominated the view.

    “The view is amazing.” Guy’s voice broke into her thoughts and she looked from the window towards him. It became apparent that he had been looking at her, not the view out of the window and as their gazes met and melded, Janet’s arousal took over her body and she pressed her lips to his.

    They were hot and hard but they gave way like soft butter as the pressure from her lips built. His hand cupped her face, gently holding her in place, subtly taking charge. Their lips parted for a moment and she drew breath, a moment of panic hitting as her sensible side exerted itself. She had just kissed a stranger, and passionately at that. But before she could pull away from his touch or think things out further his lips had captured hers again and his tongue was begging entrance to her mouth.

    Look out for more information soon.

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  • Curvaceous Taster.
    By Victoria Blisse on August 21st, 2008

    Today’s excerpt comes from one of the 5 stories contained in Curvaceous, my print anthology.


    Naughty Rendezvous
    is available in ebook but the version in Curvaceous has a whole new sexy scene in it.

    curve
    “So damn hot,” he groans, nipping at my ear and down my neck into my cleavage. As he nibbles on my breasts, my arms loosen and fall down to the bed beside me. My body flows like hot butter and I surrender to the melting heat of his kisses.

    He must have been waiting for my arms to slacken. As soon as they hit the bed, he shifts his weight and grasps one, pulling it above my head. Swaying the other way, he captures that arm, pulling it above my head also.

    “Leave these hands here,” he orders, looking down on me with the most delightfully lustful gaze. “Or will I have to tie them there?”

    “Yes, Sir,” I reply, once more playing the game, the nervous excitement screwing up inside my stomach, the anticipation making me light-headed.

    His lips return to my neck, my cleavage and lower down onto my stomach. I’m so exposed as he rolls the duvet down behind him. With my arms stretched above my head, I am displaying every curve of my body to his sight.

    “Gorgeous,” he growls as his nose nudges the curls at my crotch, then lower, trailing through the dew-covered down until he reaches the soft, ample folds of my eager pussy. He nudges my thighs wider with his shoulders, and I happily spread them for him. My arms above my head makes me feel as if I am surrendering to him, giving over everything I have for his pleasure.

    I groan my frustration as his lips leave their promising trail and he sits back on his heels. I sense his eyes tracing over every inch of me. Feeling shame, I can’t help but drop my arms across my chest even though his caressing gaze is exciting me.

    “I warned you,” he tuts as he slips off the bed and pulls the belt from his pants. All kinds of images flash before my mind’s eye as he strides across to me, his hard cock straining between his thighs. Relief floods me as he pulls my arms above my head and tightens his belt around them, just till the leather bites slightly into my skin, but not tight enough to cause me any real discomfort.

    “Now, naughty girl, if those hands get in the way of my viewing pleasure again, I will be forced to take stronger action, do you hear me?”

    “Yes, Sir,” I reply, my heart thumping in my chest.

    “Good. I want to see you, to drink you in. I’ve imagined your body naked so many times and now I have the opportunity to see it, I don’t want to miss a single detail.”

    His words soothe and arouse me. A little burn of embarrassment remains in me as he climbs between my thighs and views my body once again but mostly I feel lust. I long for more than just his gaze on my body, and as if he heard my unspoken plea, his hands reach down and stroke down the outside of my thighs, sweeping down to my knees. He raises my legs, with both hands at first, then as he moves to the side, he slides both knees over one arm and folds them back towards my chest.

    I begin to panic as I picture my large arse on display, everything between my thighs displayed lewdly before him.

    “Joe!” I yell, and he turns his head to look me straight in the eye. All protests melt away as I see the lust, the want and the burning desire imprinted in those eyes. There’s no disgust, no disappointment or any other negative emotion that I had feared.

    “Do you want me to stop?” he asks.

    “No,” I whisper.

    “Pardon?”

    “No, Sir,” I reply, again giving him permission to continue the game.

    Available Now from Phaze, Get Yours Today!

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“Tell me, Leanna, What do you want, right now, right at this moment. Tell me, tell me in detail.”

I can’t look away from those eyes. Those darkening grey eyes. I wait for a flash of lightening to slash through them, as they look so much like gathering storm clouds. I know what he wants to hear, I know his every turn on and kink. He wants to hear me say it. He wants me to plead for it.

“I…I…” The words are there but they stick in my constricted throat. My cheeks feel as if they are burning under his gaze. “I want you…inside me.”
— Naughty Rendezvous

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