New Book, New Look, New Offer!

Yay! After several months of real life intruding with neighbours being wankers, and other trials and tribulations causing my smut mojo to disappear…… we’re back, Baby!

At about 0315 hrs on Wednesday morning, I finally finished the story I’d been working on back in March. It’s a bit of a belter if I say so myself. But then I would say that, wouldn’t I ?

With about four edits already completed, and with a final look-over or two just remaining, I’ll shortly be giving it the rubber stamp and getting started on the Amazon upload process. That’s assuming Amazon by now haven’t started throwing their toys out of the pram with EVERYTHING erotica-related. If so, then we’re all really screwed, lol.

It’s another in the London Lovers’ Ground series of spicy stories set among London’s many different locales. Coming in at around 10,500 words, I think it’s my second longest story (after Hi-Jinks In Hull, from the Crash! Bang! Wallop! series). As per previous stories, it’ll have its own blog post; probably an ‘Extra Sauce’ post to keep it company as well. So I won’t wax lyrical about it right now. But if you’re a fan of multiple miscreants as well as multiple orgasms, then there’s a treat in store for you!

With the new book, there’s also a new look revealed. The earlier LLG stories - Bayswater, Paddington, and Earl’s Court – will also be receiving respective cover re-designs. There’s nothing earth shattering about them, but they’re certainly more jazzed up and dare I say it, more enticing, than the previous ones: which in retrospect isn’t that hard to imagine!

Finally, for threesome fans, cough…ahem… - I mean books, you filthy muckers! - I’m going to be releasing the first three LLG stories – as a multi-pack book. Exact pricing still TBC, but I’m probably going to offer it for less than buying the three stories separately. Amn’t I nice?!

This is all going to be happening in the next week or two so if you want to stay in the loop, you can either keep checking my Tweets or to be on the safe side subscribe to my site here, and you’ll be automatically notified when there’s something said.

Thanks for reading – this and my smutty stories!  

AB

EXTRA Sauce! Bayswater: London Sex Writer Amelia Bryant’s Quick Guide

So if you’ve read my hot erotic story ‘Baring All In Bayswater’ perhaps you’d like to get a flavour of the area, especially if you’re not from London or you’re located thousands of miles away.

Photo: (c) Amelia Bryant

Located to the north of Kensington Gardens and west of Paddington, Bayswater is a lively, cosmopolitan hub. Most of the activity centres around the street named Queensway, which is crammed full of restaurants, international food shops, fast food joints and all the usual major retailers. In the picture (left) of Queensway you can make out the entrance to the large Whiteley Centre shopping mall and cinema - it's at the far right of the photo, white peaked with the flagpole.

Locals requiring some extra bedroom (or wherever) spice have a well-stocked Ann Summers store on Queensway to stock up on assorted naughtiness. And shock author confession – this is the store where I bought my first Rampant Rabbit!


   

Photo: (c) Amelia Bryant

The tube station is located just a little under halfway along. And it’s one of the best examples of the London Underground map (designed by engineer Harry Beck) not being topographically accurate. If you take a look at the tube map, you’ll see Queensway and Bayswater stations separated by what seems to be a reasonable distance. In fact you could walk between the stations in probably the same time as it would take you to read this blog posting. We’re talking only a couple of hundred yards, tops. 

Bayswater has something of an edgy reputation – just like its Australian equivalent (what is it with Sydney, trying to copycat London’s vice spots: King’s Cross AND Bayswater?!) Yes, it’s a hustling busting ‘never quiet’ area – Queensway certainly – but it is also renowned for its sexual commerce. Some of the nearby W2 streets are well known on the internet for the ‘services’ offered in some of the apartments, and police have broken up vice rings and brothels operating in the area.

Photo: (c) Amelia Bryant

The street is dominated by a couple of very big apartment blocks – Princess and Queen’s Courts. Queens Court is the location of Mia’s fictitious flat, located just yards to the south of the tube station. But it makes me smile mischievously. Queens Court (pictured left) is listed on many bulletin boards and online forums as the ‘Ground Zero’ for London escorts! One minute on a search engine duly upholds these assertions! 

And I actually know Queens Court rather well! I won’t reveal all, but I did date someone for a while who flat-shared there. I must admit: I never bumped into any exotic ladies all the times I was up and down in the lifts. Let’s just say that with the preponderance of genuine hotties that could often be seen walking along Queensway, it doesn’t surprise me in the slightest. 

Anyway, I’ve got happy memories of Bayswater as you can imagine, and it made returning there for some photos a pleasure. The sights and smells took me back a few years. And yes, speaking purely objectively of course, yes there are still a veritable amount of hot-to-trot ladies there – ‘working’ or otherwise!


Have you read a juicy excerpt from my smutty Bayswater story? Read it now!


Or if you have already and liked it, then buy 'Baring All In Bayswater' at Amazon, dammit! ;-)


Watch out for accompanying ones for each new London Lovers' Ground story!

STORY: "Baring All In Bayswater"

One hot, sticky summer evening. One hot, sticky couple. And some encouragement from their neighbours!

The second story in the London Lovers' Ground 'Green' collection takes us to the lively, bustling streets of Bayswater, located to the north of Hyde Park and west of Paddington station. With its cosmopolitan and international residents, there's never a dull moment!

Mia wants her last weekend in her Queensway flat to go with a bang. And Boy, does she get it! When her partying Brazilian neighbours across the street strike up the sultry samba sounds, Mia reveals some of the saucy antics she’s seen in the opposite flats. As the sultry summer evening heat and the music continues, Phil has his own idea of how they should spend their penultimate night in the flat: and it doesn’t involve their bed! Furthermore, before long they gain their very own highly appreciative audience providing encouragement each step of the way!

This 6,500 (approx.) word adult erotic story contains atmospheric oral sex (both), multi-position bump n’ grind and frenetic sex, and an ever supportive group of spectators. With all these antics, it’s less Neighbourhood Watch and more ‘Neighbourhood Crotch’!

Buy it now on Amazon!






EXCERPT:

Placing his two-thirds empty wine glass down onto the small table at his side of the sofa, he turned round to Mia and with both hands brought her even closer to his muscular frame.

As they kissed once more, Mia knew this was leading somewhere. It was more than just a cursory smooch – not that she was knocking those in the slightest. But the strength exerted by Phil as he brought her to him, coupled by the sheer intensity in which his lips clamped around hers and explored her mouth with a such sense of urgency amply supported Mia’s assertion.

Perhaps it was the balmy summer evening air, or the penetrating samba sounds from across the street. Maybe there was a simpler reason: they just couldn’t keep their hands off one another when they were together. Adding all those ingredients together however was a surefire means of igniting their most basic instincts.

The next ten minutes were a blur of ruffled hair, clasping, grabbing, oral exploration, and sexual hunger, as Mia and Phil made out. Their loosely clothed bodies were already entangled; respective arms kept each other closely entwined. Mia’s bare legs rested over Phil’s thighs as they continued their in-depth exploration using lips and wandering hands.

Aside from her bare arms which had already been kissed from finger to collarbone, Mia’s toned tummy was the first concealed area to send shockwaves to her brain as Phil’s hands worked their magic.

“I see you’re not averse to some ‘masochism’ yourself,” Phil commented, chiding and complimenting his lover in equal parts in response to her constant gentle jokes about his fitness regime. “That’s quite some abdomen.”

“Oi!” laughed Mia. “Don’t you get all fitness-freaky with me just now! Get horny instead. Those hands of your need to be further up for instance.” Phil’s hands were guided to Mia’s firm and perky breasts. Allowing herself a few seconds of sweet sensation, her eyes re-opened.

“Bravo Bellissimmo,” she purred, smiling contentedly at her partner.

Within a minute or so of Phil’s firm handling of her tits, her nipples had hardened to dramatic proportions. Phil had already had a grope when they were preparing dinner, and heartily approved of her white shoestring vest, especially when braless underneath. Now with passion and lust fully ignited, her headlights were protruding gloriously. Phil’s efforts were tremendous. They just needed something else to further amplify the pleasure vibes that were sending her giddy.

How much more of this could Mia bare? Phil’s expert handling tormented her with every passing second. Her erect buds were ready to pop as she yearned for more.

Blowing away the hairs that had fallen down onto her forehead as she felt hotter and hotter, Phil’s idea hit the mark in so many ways.

“Get on here, babe”.

As she felt Phil’s hands grab her by the waist and pull her properly onto his crotch, she hurriedly adjusted herself in order to straddle him properly.

“Mmmm…” purred Mia. “This is more like it,” as she ground down onto him.

“Yes, I should say so. We just need one final detail to attend to.”

Mia looked at him.

“Arms up, now.”

“You must be joking, the window’s open!” Mia laughed, with a mix of humour and disbelief apparent in her voice.

“Off. Now.”

Phil wasn’t hanging around. Grabbing the bottom of her white vest, he pulled it up and was already halfway over her breast before Mia realised what was going on. Boy, was he quick!

“The neighbours!”

“I don’t give a fuck about the neighbours. I’m sucking on your bare naked tits right now.” Oh how Mia loved it when he got bossy!

Nonetheless, she looked around and over her shoulder. Sure, she was fucking horny: no doubt there whatsoever. But being topless and having her tits on display, with the windows open and a bunch of randy Brazilian guys across the street who’d just love to see all this unfolding before their very eyes?

WHAT FOLLOWS? FIND OUT!