Light hearted, sexy fun by the
sea is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy
Felthouse.
From the sun soaked bays of Australia to
the rainy coastal towns of England, Smut by the Sea has it all. Whatever your
interpretation of naughty seaside fun, there’s something nestling between the
covers for you. Surfer boys, sea creatures, pirates and the fairground abound
in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.
And here's a snippet from Dodging, my own contribution to
the anthology:
The thrum
of anticipation had been rushing through my body ever since we’d set off that
morning. By the time we passed the sign welcoming us to Hunstanton and made our
way into the long stay car park, I was almost delirious with excitement. The
worst part was, I had to hide it from my friends. As far as Sophia and Chloe
were concerned, we’d just come for a nice, fun, girly day out at the seaside.
They had no idea about my ulterior motive. And I didn’t intend to tell them.
Until afterwards, maybe. I didn’t want to risk them ruining my master plan, or
trying to talk me out of it.
So far, it seemed like everything was on
our side. The traffic had been light, we’d got a parking space with no trouble,
and the sun was shining. It was a perfect day, and I had every intention of
putting a cherry on top of all that perfection. A very sexy cherry.
Sophia parked the car, then hopped out to
go and get a parking ticket. Chloe and I got out too, stretching our limbs
after being cooped up in the car for a couple of hours.
“So,” I said, tilting my head back to catch
the rays of the sun on my face, “what’s the plan then?”
“I dunno,” Chloe replied. “I’ve never been
here before, you have. What do you suggest?”
“Well, there’s the beach, obviously. There
are amusement arcades, mini-golf, the Sealife Centre, a few shops, the old
village…”
I deliberately didn’t mention the funfair.
That was my destination, and I wanted to go alone.
Sophia rejoined us and put the ticket in
the windscreen of the car. “Got everything, girls?”
Chloe and I nodded, and she checked for
valuables before locking the doors. “So, do we know what we’re doing yet? I
guess we’ll be led by you, Abigail, since you’ve been here before. Did you say
you’d visited with your parents, or something?”
I moved away from the car and started to
walk down towards the seafront, though purposely leading the girls in the
opposite direction to the funfair. They followed without question.
I nodded. “Yeah. We used to come here all
the time for family holidays when I was younger, but now we mostly come on day
trips. We last came a month or so ago. I was just telling Chloe what there is
to do. There’s the beach, amusement arcades, mini-golf, the Sealife Centre, a
few shops, the old village…”
“Ooh,” Sophia said, doing a little jump, “I
love mini-golf! Do you fancy a game of that before it gets too hot, then we’ll
go from there?”
Chloe nodded her agreement, and I said,
“I’ll take you there, ladies, but I can’t play.”
“Why the hell not?” Sophia asked. “It
doesn’t matter if you’re crap. I’m crap at it too, it’s just a laugh.”
“No, it’s got nothing to do with being
crap, Soph. I have a bad back and swinging a club around and doing all that
bending is just going to make it worse.”
It was a blatant lie of course. There
wasn’t a thing wrong with my back, and I was actually a little gutted not to be
having a go on the best mini-golf course I’d ever played on, but missing out
was a necessary evil if I was to go through with my devious plan. If it came
off, then the result would be a great deal more fun than a round of mini-golf,
anyway.
Also – there's a Smut by the Sea event coming next year.
Check out the website for more details. The more, the merrier!
1 comment:
OOh how many volumes planned?
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