Blisse Bunnies Blog Hop: A Touch of Yumminess

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April 21  |  eBooks, News  |   Kay Jaybee


It’s time to count bunnies!!!

Thanks for coming to visit my part of the Blisse Bunnies Blog Hop! Don’t forget to visit all the great blogs involved between 21st -26th April, to read some delicious smut- and if you count all the cartoon bunnies you could win the amazing Grand Prize!!! You can find all the links you need right here-

Before I treat you to a touch of kink – here are a few Easter Egg facts for you…

In 2013, in the UK alone, over 90 million Easter Eggs were sold.

The world’s most popular chocolate egg is the Cadbury’s Crème Egg

The very first Cadbury’s Easter Egg was solid, and was made my John Cadbury in 1865.

In 1873 Fry’s chocolate of Bristol produced the first ever hollow egg, followed by Cadbury’s in 1875!


For me, there is nothing so delicious as Easter Egg chocolate. There is something about it that makes it taste even better than all the other chocolate that’s available for the rest of the year! Yummy!!!

And talking of yummy- here’s a little super kinky taster for you from my erotic romance, A Sticky Situation…

As the shower burnt its jet of water into his head and shoulders, Cameron scrubbed his body furiously with soap, trying to wash away all thoughts of Sally. It had been years since he’d let a woman get to him like this. What worried him most was that he didn’t just want to sleep with her. He actually wanted her to like him. This was new territory for Cameron James. As he stood there, beneath the steaming deluge, he couldn’t stop himself from envisaging exactly what he’d like to do with her.

He saw her bent at the end of his bed, waiting for him to kiss her firm arse.

Sticky Situation

He visualised her lying on her back, her legs wide open. Sally beaming up at him as he lowered himself onto her; her chest swollen and her nipples hard as he ate them, his thick cock sinking into her moist channel.

Cameron could almost taste her as he felt his dick go rigid where he stood, droplets of water cascading off it as, with eyes firmly closed, her saw his mouth coming to Sally’s indescribably soft mound. In his mind he drank from her, the heated water of the shower combining with her liquid, sending shockwaves of pleasure through them both as she tangled her fingers in his hair. Sally was moaning quietly, one hand leaving his head as she squeezed herself, playing her own fingertips across her beautiful almond tinted nipples.

Steadying one hand on the cubicle wall, Cameron’s fist came to his erection as his thoughts became more graphic, more urgent. He pumped slowly at first, as he saw Sally crouched next to him, the light pressure of her small palms pushing him to his feet so she could wrap her lips around his shaft. At first, she’d simply lick the tip enquiringly, as though she was trying a new flavoured ice cream for the very first time. Then, she’d speed up, lapping him with extended strokes, punctuating each move with a kiss to his balls; her nails discovering each inch of his hips and thighs.

Cameron’s whole frame shuddered, his wrist moving faster and faster along his length, the water almost forgotten as it pounded into his bent neck and ran down his back. Nothing mattered but the images in his head and the action of his hand. Sally had engulfed his cock in her mouth now. Sucking and teasing him out, almost stretching his pole, she was drawing him into her, until he was securely within her throat.

He could feel his orgasm rising, his brain flashing with differing shots of Sally as he wanked, of her lips at his dick, of his face between her legs, or her wet dress, clinging to the outline of her curves so temptingly, of how he’d marvelled at his ability not to grab her in the lift and tell her she was driving him nuts, and that he was a nice guy really. Of him slurping fallen food from her neck, of kissing her mouth, her breasts, her thighs; his hands everywhere as he stared into her beautiful emerald eyes…


Hope that extract got you in the mood for a little something…

If you’d like to see what happened next, you can buy A Sticky Situation from-

Amazon UK-

Amazon US-


I hope you enjoy the rest of the blog hop! Don’t forget to count those bunnies, and check out all the other blogs!

All the rules, and how to enter the competition can be found here-


Happy Easter!!

Kay xx




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Delivering an Easter Treat- Not Her Type is ONLY 77p or $1.29

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April 19  |  Book Publications, eBooks, News  |   Kay Jaybee

I will let you into a secret- Not Her Type is a love story!!!

Shush…don’t tell anyone. Kay Jaybee- writing a love story!! My reputation as a producer of bondage smut will be forever dented!!

Fear not however, for throughout the c.28,000 words of this novella, S&M sits hand in glove with the underlying romantic streak. For this is a love story that neither Jenny nor John see coming- or indeed wanted- at first at least…

As a special Easter treat, 1001 Nights Press are selling the e-version of Not Her Type at the BARGAIN price of only 77p or $1.29 on Amazon!!! (buy links below)

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Based on the theory that opposite attract, Not Her Type begins at the dawn of a seemingly impossible and unlikely alliance between Jenny (a ridiculously over-educated accountant, who hates reality TV, and always reads the book before seeing the film) and John (her courier, who has no education at all, and only reads if someone points a gun to his head).

Thrown together by an unexpectedly mutual lust, it is on their third meeting, during a mid-fuck sharing of fantasies, that Jenny confesses to John that, despite their extensive differences, they have something very important in common – they both (usually), prefer women.

Jenny let out a strangled whine, as much from the sensation of being so wonderfully full as from the irritation of having to wait to hear about his dream. An accompanying moan almost simultaneously escaped from John, as she gripped her pelvic muscles around his cock, holding and releasing him over and over again until she couldn’t wait any longer. “You’ve always wanted to what?”

John grinned wickedly, but said no more as he grabbed Jenny’s waist with one hand, thrusting faster, and snaked his other hand down between her legs to massage her nub. Now it was Jenny’s turn to lose her focus. Her film courier could have told her anything at all, and she would have been totally oblivious to what he’d said, as vivid red and orange bubbles of colour burst inside her head.

Shaking with the astonishing intensity of her orgasm, Jenny held onto him tight, digging her fingers into the ink-scarred arms.

She felt the shudder of John’s body as he threw his head back and came inside her. Wiping tangled hair from Jenny’s eyes, John eased himself away from her glowing body. At last he spoke, “I’ve got this picture in my head. I simply can’t shift it.”

“A picture of…?”

“Of you, and me, and…” He paused again, as if trying to decide if he should go on.

Jenny’s pulse-rate hit epidemic proportions. What the hell could be so outlandish that he’s struggling to tell me? Does he think I’ll run a mile or throw him out the house or something? “And…?” It was increasingly difficult to keep the frustration from her voice.

He took an audibly deep breath, “Of you, and me, and another woman.”

It took all her effort not to laugh. All that hesitation for such a standard bloke’s fantasy. But rather than mock, Jenny began to visualize the scene he was suggesting. Is this something he wants us to fantasize about together? Or something he actually wants us to do for real? As she studied her new lover closely, a buzz of excitement rose within her. Is he serious?

“Well?” For the first time since she’d met John he had a trace of uncertainty in his tone, and his confident eyes dipped and failed to meet hers.

So, he is serious. Moving closer to his naked body, placing both her palms flat on his chest, Jenny whispered into his ear, “You find her and I’ll do it.”

Never would Jenny forget the stunned look on John’s face as he spluttered, “What? Really?”

“Sure,” a knot of exhilaration gathered in her chest, and Jenny trailed her fingers lower, lightly twisting the hairs on his chest together in small clumps. “Anyway, it wouldn’t exactly be my first time with a woman.”

“It wouldn’t?!”

“No honey. It wouldn’t.”

A self-confessed nightmare when it comes to relationships, John warns Jenny that he can’t offer her more than occasional sex- yet, there is something about his favourite customer that keeps John coming back again and again – not least because this girl is kinky and then some!! It seems there is nothing Jenny isn’t prepared to do for John- every fantasy he has ever had is suddenly waiting for him to explore…

Do they live happily ever after? Do Jenny and John walk off into the sunset dancing and singing as if they were in some sickly movie? As if I’m going to tell you that!!

Why not treat yourself to an Easter gift that is even more tasty than a basket full of chocolate eggs for the SALE price of 77p or $1.29!!

After all- John the courier is much more delicious than any about of Cadbury’s….

Buy links…

Amazon UK – –

Happy Easter everyone!!

Kay xxx

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Within Temptation: An Awesome Experience

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April 16  |  News  |   Kay Jaybee

Last weekend, at the not so tender age of 41, I went to be very first rock concert- at Wembley in London no less. I swear my head is still buzzing with the experience.


Within Temptation, a Dutch gothic rock band whom I LOVE, are currently on the UK leg of their sell out tour- and having seen them, I have no problem at all in seeing why Wembley was packed to the gunnels- they were beyond incredible!

Within Temp tickets

But I’m getting ahead of myself (not unusual)- the tickets to see Within Temptation where actually a present for my daughter. Her birthday looms; and as WT have been her favourite band ever since she saw them on Kerrang a few years ago, it was a dream come true for her- and indeed for the rest of the family- as we have all grown to love their music over the last 48 months.

Within Temp hydra

Personally, although the lead singer, Sharon den Adel’s, voice is enough to blow anyone away, it is the lyrics of the songs that “do it” for me. Every song is a story. Each word is there for a reason, and not a single bar of the song is wasted- a skill that sadly a lot of song writers have not grasped.

This tour is a promotion of WT’s new album, Hydra,- and like with their previous albums, it tells a thumping good story- I won’t ruin it by telling you what it is- have a listen- see if you can find your own story in the words. I suspect the tale heard will be different for everyone who listens…

As I write this blog I am listening to one of favourite songs, What Have You Done?- (which was brilliantly performed as an encore on Saturday night) This song always makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise.

Check it out-

It is this song that- a year ago when I heard it for the first time- got me thinking. If ever a band deserved their songs into a musical it is this one. I can see it so clearly- a sexy gothic rock thriller… And if I ever find anyone with enough money to back me- I might just write it… (Seriously- I have the story firmly fixed in my head!)

So a HUGE thank you to WT- and to their support act, Delain- who were also “totally epic” (direct quite from my children)- my first rock gig was not going to be my last. Come back to the UK soon- PLEASE!!

Kay xxx



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The Perfect Submissive Trilogy Part 3: Coming Soon…

April 10  |  Book Publications, eBooks, News  |   Kay Jaybee

For those of you waiting for the publication of the third and final part of my Perfect Submissive Trilogy, Knowing Her Place, the wait is nearly over…

If you haven’t read book one and two…here’s what you need to catch up on!

The Per Sub- new rope

The Perfect Submissive (Book 1) Blurb-

Hidden behind the Fables Hotel’s respectable facade, five specially adapted rooms wait; ready to cater for the kinky requirements of its guests.

When Mrs Peters, the mistress of the hotel’s exclusive entertainment facility, meets the new booking clerk, Jess Sanders, she instantly recognises the young woman’s potential as a deliciously meek addition to her specialist staff. All it will take is a little education.

Under the tutelage of the dominatrix, Miss Sarah, Jess learns to cope with her unexpected training schedule, the increasingly erotic chill she experiences each time she survives a new level of correction, and a truly sexy exercise routine. Temporarily distracted from her intimidating rule over Fable’s top floor by an enigmatic artist, Mrs Peters begins to plan how she can secure his obedient assistance, in grooming Jess into the perfect submissive…

Buy Links

Amazon UK-

Amazon US-

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The Retreat (Book 2) Blurb

It’s been six months since Jess Sanders allowed herself to accept that the role of submissive on the exclusive adult entertainment floor of the Fables Hotel was a job she was born to do.

Now Jess’s boss, Mrs Peters, informs her, and the resident dominatrix, Miss Sarah, that they have been loaned to one of her clients, who wishes to start an adult retreat, hidden away in the remote glens of Scotland.

Suddenly, Jess has to come to terms that she might not be as perfect a submissive as she had been led to think – especially when her new boss implies that she may not be returning to Fables after all…

Buy Links

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Amazon US-

Last of all- here is the blurb for the forthcoming finale…

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Knowing Her Place (Book 3) Blurb-

With her head full of unanswered questions, exhausted from her fairytale experience at the hands of Dr Ewen, Lady Tia, and the staff of the adult entertainment service provided by The Retreat, Jess Sanders is desperate to leave Scotland, and return to her usual submissive position at the exclusive Fables Hotel in Oxford.

Having been thwarted in his plans to keep Jess at The Retreat permanently, its owner David Proctor isn’t willing to let Jess go back to her dominatrix, Miss Sarah, and her employer, Mrs Peters, without sending her on one final mission. Only if she succeeds in her task, will Proctor remove the collar of servitude he has locked around Jess’s neck.

With a list of five unknown addresses in her hand, Jess Sanders is placed in a car and driven from The Retreat towards England. With no idea what or who awaits her at the first stop, all Jess can hope for is that her journey will eventually take her back to where she belongs.

To the Fables Hotel, where Jess Sanders truly knows her place.

Buy Links coming soon!

Many thanks to everyone who has sent me lovely emails telling me how much they are looking forward to Knowing Her Place. Not long know…what this space…

Happy reading.

Kay xxxx


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Beautiful Undulations – Smut For Good: Curves Rule Charity Blog Hop!

April 7  |  News  |   Kay Jaybee

Welcome to my part of the wonderful Curves Rule Charity Blog Hop! 

If you like what you read -and if you leave me a lovely comment- you could win a Kay Jaybee novel or anthology of your choice in e-form. And don’t forget to check out all the other blogs in the hop before 13th April!!

The Smut team are trying to raise as much money as we can to go towards finding a cure for Parkinson’s. (Donations and info link are at the bottom of the blog.)



I’ve always been a fan of curves- big, small, average- any size will do. We all have beautiful undulations that we so rarely appreciate.

Curves will always be popular. They always have been- just look at our ancestors. Did they worship woman with overworked and over-exercised ironing board bodies? Nope!

Ancient British Venus Statue

Ancient British Venus Statue

Since Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse asked me to do a blog for this hop I began to think about all the female characters I’ve written. Without realising it, I have developed a pattern. My heroines are usually curvy or curvaceous. The women you are meant to dislike (with the exception of Lady Tia in The Retreat, who is certainly a big and beautiful creation), are generally vain gym bunnies who have honed themselves into the aforementioned ironing boards! I had no idea I’d done this!! I’ve always disliked manufactured figures, be they small or large- any one who exercises to the point where they turn themselves into a clone is a real turn off.

Let’s here it for a natural figure- whatever size or shape it is!!


Here’s a little snippet including one of my favourite Rubenseque characters- Mrs Laura Peters, from The Perfect Submissive

Laura Peters’ mind went into overdrive. Flicking through a variety of possible erotic scenarios, she placed him at the mercy of a large muscular man, begging to be skewered up the arse on his magnificent cock. She saw him bound and gagged; a darkly tanned figure bent over his chest, stroking him relentlessly with a split-tailed whip. Perhaps he was writhing on a four-poster bed, awaiting a woman’s eager tongue against his balls; a woman who’d just spent the last hour teasing his body with silk scarves …

Snapping her mind back to reality, the manageress glanced at the wooden-cased grandfather clock that stood behind the hotel bar. It was a couple of minutes to 11.00 p.m. and the poised man at the corner table, who’d sparked her imagination so powerfully, had been watching her for a least half an hour.

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Sitting alone on a padded stool, her back resting against the bar, Laura could clearly picture the thoughts running through his mind. Is she an escort or a prostitute? A business woman travelling alone to a conference? Does she have a partner about to join her? She knew it wouldn’t occur to him that she was the co-runner of the Fables Country Hotel in which he was staying.

Shaking out the long russet hair that hung down her neck, Laura felt it smother her shoulders. Fixing her bright green eyes on one of the ghastly paintings that adorned the hotel lounge’s walls, she hid her smile as the guest continued to observe her. She wondered when he would make a move. He was, or appeared to be, exactly what she was looking for.

Without giving the stranger the satisfaction of seeing her glance at him in return, Laura mentally weighed up his appearance. At approximately 5’ 9”, he was only an inch taller than her, and she guessed his age to be in the region of 35. His short-sleeved shirt revealed his arms to be muscular without being overworked, and as he sipped at his pint of beer she noticed the signs of a small tattoo peek from beneath his casually smart polo-shirt sleeve, although she was unable to see precisely what it depicted. Reining in her thoughts from too much speculation as to the nature and extent of his body art, Laura continued her silent summary of his physical attributes.

The short brown hair that framed a roughly shaved face was speckled with the first flecks of grey. Almost square in shape, his rugged confident face held deep brown eyes. Those eyes seemed to hold so much promise, and Laura felt a frisson of lust trip down her spine as she wondered what it was going to feel like when he locked them on to her own and begged her to make him come, pleaded with her to … Laura took a deep breath. She was convinced that it would happen, and was already quietly looking forward to seeing how he would cope with what she had in mind.

Sipping her drink, Laura wondered how he saw her, with her ankle-length khaki-green dress gathered beneath her chest in a style reminiscent of a character from Jane Austen. On a slimmer or shorter female it would have looked wrong, but on her tall Rubenesque figure, the result was simply stunning. Perfectly proportioned, she was beautifully rounded and gorgeously curved.

Continuing to covertly watch the stranger, Laura reflected on how at ease he seemed compared to many of the business men and women who passed through the doors of the hotel. His features didn’t display the slightest trace of anxiety, and the manageress was struck by the man’s air of self-possession. It occurred to Laura that he might, from the smirk that played around his lips, be lost in a sexual fantasy. She hoped he was…


Thanks for dropping by to support this charity blog hop!!

And remember- whatever shape you are- thin, slim, average, large, or big- you are beautiful, and every one of your natural undulations is special.


Smut for Good: Curves Rule is a blog hop with prizes galore to raise funds for Parkinson’s UK as this is Parkinson’s Awareness week. To find more curves, and seek out further prizes please visit and if you can please visit the Smut for Good: Curves Rule Just Giving Page at and donate whatever you can to help us reach our target of £100 to raise awareness of Parkinson’s and to support the charity Parkinson’s UK who help those with the disease learn to cope with the challenges, give out information and search for a cure.


Happy blog reading everyone!

Don’t forget to leave me a comment, with your email address, to be in with the chance of winning a digital version of one of my books xxx

Kay xx

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