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Sated by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) Available for Early Download!

Hi everyone,

I’m delighted to announce that my next release, a M/F/M paranormal ménage called Sated, is now available for early download from the publisher, and for pre-order from most other retailers. I’m also delighted to say that it’s already had a couple of early reviews, and they’ve been great! 🙂 *happy dance*

Here’s what it’s all about:

satedA human, a vampire and a werewolf walked into a bar. Sexy is what happens next.

Since getting together with her vampire boyfriend, Ace, Aneesa is enjoying a sex life she could never have with a human. Ace has skill, strength, stamina…and is massively adventurous. Aneesa is checking things off her sexual bucket list at a rate of knots. However, she hasn’t even come close to experiencing the ultimate item on her list. So when Ace beats her to it, proposing a threesome with his werewolf friend, Barton, Aneesa’s definitely up for it.

Barton is attractive, smart and sexy—almost too good to be true, in fact. Aneesa decides not to jump straight into things, but makes sure it’s what she truly wants. However, it turns out Barton’s not so easily dissuaded.

Will Aneesa get the ultimate erotic experience she’s desired for so long? Will she be truly sated, or is the plan doomed to failure?

Early download or pre-order yours here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/sated/

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25950736-sated

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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My True Valentine’s Wish…

69post4It was an interesting Valentine’s Day this year.

I guess I was more “aware” of the holiday because of all the foo-ra-ra surrounding Christian Grey’s cinematic debut into the world, a media frenzy that saw the poor man lifted up and lusted over by billions of fans, while simultaneously torn apart by the critics who “just didn’t get it”, in the words of same said fans.

I’m not here to add to the pile any further…but only to say this. I think it’s wonderful that for once, FOR ONCE, the words on everyone’s lips are “sex”, “satisfaction”, and “needs” instead of hype about how many villains the latest Spiderman confronts, or how spectacularly the White House gets dynamited, or how many people got shot, knifed, or blown up in the newest Bond film. (By the way, I mention all of these examples because I’m a diehard fan of anything super hero, political espionage, or James Bond, not to mention a healthy handful of others that make my husband a VERY happy man when it comes to movie date night.)

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But…what the hell is wrong about a healthy discussion, on an international level, about the secret cravings we all have as lovers…and the chance to explore them in a relationship built on trust, honesty, and exploration? This is one of the core reasons I love to write erotic books…and to show them happening with couples who do, indeed, struggle with some of these issues–but also decide together that their love is worth pushing past those issues, and triumphing with sexuality that is more open, beautiful…and sexy.

This Valentine’s Day, I’ve chose to remember that beyond all the hype about this holiday, there is a bigger theme at play. Not just love–but the things that build it to begin with.

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PS…I have a new release out this month! Check it out if y’all want to… AMAZON   BARNES AND NOBLE   KOBO   ITUNES

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Out Now – Multi-Orgasmic: A Collection of Erotic Short Stories by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #erotica #erotic #ebook #ku #kindleunlimited

multiorgasmicBlurb:

From the pen of award-winning erotica author Lucy Felthouse comes a collection of short stories and flash fiction sure to hit the spot.

There’s something for everyone nestling between the pages of this sexy anthology. From spanking to voyeurism, bondage to pegging, solo loving to ménage, with a sprinkling of femdom, maledom and magic, fans of M/F erotic stories will soon discover why this book is described as multi-orgasmic.

Enjoy twenty one titillating tales, over 52,000 words of naughtiness packed into one steamy read.

Please note: Many of the stories in this book have been previously published in anthologies and online, but three of the tales are brand new and never-seen-before!

Buy links:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA

 

Excerpt:

Private Jesse Bagnall glowered and muttered to himself all the way to the mess. He’d just been bawled out by Corporal Roxanne Grey—yet again—and he was getting seriously fed up of it. He knew he wasn’t perfect in the drill exercises, but then nor were any of the other guys. It was like she was singling him out and aiming all her abuse in his direction. Being shouted at was to be expected in the army—it was almost part of the job description—but Corporal Grey’s attitude was bordering on discriminatory, and he didn’t know what to do about it. Especially without looking like a total pussy.

Spotting some of his closest friends at a table towards the back of the mess, he caught the eye of one of them—Matt Kay—raised a hand in greeting, then got in line for his food.

Several minutes later he loaded his cup of tea onto his tray along with everything else and headed over to where he’d seen Matt and the boys. Hopefully they’d take his mind off the Queen Bitch. They were always game for a laugh.

“All right, lads?” he said, sliding his tray onto the table and taking a seat.

There were mumbles of assent.

“Yeah,” replied Ed Patterson. “You?”

“Yeah, I suppose.”

Ed raised an eyebrow, and the other men turned their attention to Jesse, too. “Well,” Ed said, “that wasn’t very convincing. What’s up, mate?”

Jesse sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s the drill instructor.”

His friends exchanged confused looks. “Care to elaborate?” Matt said.

multiorgasmicgraphicNot wanting to look like a wimp in front of his mates, Jesse changed his tone. But once he had, the anger took over him. “She’s a fucking bitch, that’s what!”

The confused expressions turned to surprised ones.

“I’m fed up of her treating me like a twat. I know it’s her job to bawl us out, but she takes it too far. I do my fucking best, work my arse off, and it’s still not good enough for her.”

He barely noticed the gazes of his friends shifting slightly, and carried on regardless. “She definitely picks on me more than everyone else. As though I’ve seen sitting on my arse when everyone else is killing themselves to get it right. She’s just being a complete and utter bitch. Bitch face fucking Grey!”

Matt cleared his throat, to no avail.

“You know what her problem is?” Jesse continued. “She needs a fucking good shag, she does. That might cheer the miserable cow up. Mind you, Christ knows what man would be brave enough to go there. She’d probably bite your cock off as soon as suck it.”

As the red mist of his anger dissipated, Jesse finally clocked the reactions of the other men around his table. They weren’t at all what he’d expected. Ed and Matt looked mighty chagrined, staring at a point over his left shoulder. Private Graham Pilgrim had actually put his head down and begun to bang it on the table.

A cold trickle of dread ran down his back, and he turned, wondering which of his superiors had heard his rant.

Fuck. It was none other than the target of his diatribe.

Corporal Roxanne Grey stood, her arms crossed, one high-heeled foot tapping on the floor. Her facial expression was as far from impressed as it was possible to be.

Coolly, she said, “Bagnall. Guard room, now.”

Jesse’s heart sunk into his heavy-duty boots, and he had to resist the temptation to drop his gaze to the floor. His buddies would never let him live it down. He had to do as the woman said otherwise he’d be guilty of insubordination, but he was going to do it in the manliest way possible.

Turning back to the table, he sneaked a quick glance at each of his friends in turn, hoping his expression looked irritated, not shit scared, which was what he really was. Standing, he left his lunch tray where it was and followed Corporal Grey out of the mess, across the yard and into the scruffy-looking building that was the guard room. God, the government really needed to put some money into this place—it certainly didn’t give off the air of tough professionalism that the personnel were expected to show.

Opening the door, Corporal Grey stood aside and ushered him in, before following him and shutting the door behind them and twisting the lock. The room was empty. She moved to sit in a chair, and motioned him to take another one.

“I suppose you know why you’re here?”

“Yes, ma’am. My unforgiveable words and actions back in the mess.” Now it was just the two of them, he could grovel as much as he felt necessary without worrying about losing face.

“Hmm. Yes. But actually, it’s more the reasoning behind the words that I’m interested in.”

“W—what do you mean?”

“You mentioned that you feel like I pick on you, more than I do anyone else during drill instruction. As though you’re sitting on your arse, I do believe were your words.”

Jesse fought the colour coming to his face, and failed miserably. “Y—yes, ma’am.”

“Do I really make you feel that way? Or were you just having a whinge to your mates? Tell me honestly, please.”

The anger had gone from her tone, and her expression was open, expectant. She really and truly wanted him to be honest. He opened and closed his mouth—not unlike a fish—a couple of times, before clearing his throat and attempting to form an answer. It didn’t help that, now she’d stopped screaming at him and was actually being quite pleasant, he’d come to the conclusion that she was hot. Even in her army uniform, she looked feminine, as though she was hiding a delicious body underneath all that olive green.

“O—okay then. Yes, you do. Ever since you turned up to drill us in preparation for the parade, you’ve made me feel like a useless sack of shit. I know it’s important, God do I know, and I want to get it right, but I really am trying my best. I’m giving this my all, and it seems as though it’s just not good enough for you. Some of the other guys are worse than me, and you don’t come down on them like a ton of bricks. Maybe just half a ton.” He smiled weakly, hoping she’d realise he was joking.

A tiny smile played at the corners of the corporal’s lips. “Would it make you feel any better if I told you why I’m doing it? Shouting at you more than the others, I mean.”

“Um, I guess it depends on what you’re going to say. I’m really not as shit as some of the other guys.”

“I know. But…” She got to her feet and moved to stand in front of Jesse. Leaning down and placing her hands on the arms of his chair, she continued. “Let’s just say I’m trying not to let my true feelings show. If people found out how much I want you, I don’t think it would go down too well.”

“W—want me? You want me?” His heart pounded, and his brain raced to keep up with what she was saying. Did she really mean what he thought she meant? Was there a way he could have misunderstood her words? He didn’t think so. “You mean, like, want me in the sex way?” He knew his phrasing was ridiculous, but he couldn’t think of anything better right at that moment. His brain was too fried.

Corporal Grey laughed, her blue eyes sparkling as crinkles appeared in their corners. It was adorable and sexy all at once, and Jesse’s cock surprised him by hardening.

“Yes,” she said. “I mean in the sex way. But I guess you know now why I’ve been behaving the way I have? Can you forgive me? I didn’t mean to make you feel like a useless sack of shit. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, I can forgive you. But only if you make it up to me.” It seemed his cock had taken over control of his mouth now, because as the words floated into the air, he realised he had no idea what he actually meant.

“Oh yeah?” Moving her hands to her hips, Corporal Grey adopted a saucy stance. “And how am I supposed to do that?”

Jesse cast his gaze about the room rapidly, hoping for inspiration. Thankfully, he spotted something that would serve his purpose perfectly. Standing, he gently pushed past her and retrieved the pace stick that was propped up in the corner. Designed for marking time in parades and similar, when it was open it formed a ‘V’ shape; closed it was just a wooden stick. One he could use to get his own back on Corporal Grey. And he really had to stop thinking of her as Corporal Grey, especially considering what he was about to do. She was Roxanne.

Turning back to her, he stifled a grin when he saw the look on her face. She obviously hadn’t been expecting that. Pointing to a nearby table, he commanded, “Pull your skirt up to your waist and bend over.”

“O—okay.”

She sounded nervous, and he didn’t blame her. Frankly, he was surprised she’d agreed. He was wielding quite an interesting weapon, and she was going to allow him to use it on her. Perhaps she was into a bit of pain. He’d soon find out.

Following her to the table, he waited while she summoned her courage, then lifted her skirt. His eyebrows nearly disappeared into his close-cropped hairline when he saw the skimpy black thong that had been hidden beneath her drab skirt. It bisected lovely pale, round bum cheeks, and suddenly he wanted nothing more than to pull the material aside and bury his cock in her warm depths.

First, though, Roxanne had some making up to do. “Ready?”

Pressing her hands to the surface of the table, she nodded quickly.

Jesse moved into the position he thought best and waved the pace stick around a little, to get used to the way it moved and balanced. He’d never spanked a woman before, never mind with one of these things. God knows why he’d even suggested it. She probably thought he was some kind of kinky bastard, now. Never mind, it was just a bit of fun.

 

Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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Turkey Talk + Recipe & Sexy Siesta Giveaway!

In and amongst the writing and everything that goes along with that gig, the family and I are getting ready for Turkey Day. We’re big on tradition since it’s only the husband and I here to pass on family traditions to the children so we take it big. Big meal, big game time, and a big dessert to end it on. I admit we almost passed on celebrating this holiday when the kids were born. Since we live in a country where Thanksgiving isn’t celebrated we briefly considered skipping it all together. But that didn’t last. We quickly decided that it was too much a part of our upbringing to leave it out of their lives.

Plus, we like turkey too much!

One tradition we hold dear to our hearts is that of reconnecting as a family on the big day by everyone having a turn in dressing the main course—Mr. Butterball! I have a top secret Cuban sofrito recipe (seriously top secret people!) that we use in basing the turkey first. After that is done, the girls stuff onions in small slits made in the meat and then I top it off with a special blend of butter, soy sauce, and freshly squeezed orange juice. My mouth is just watering thinking about the delicious meat. And the smell… nothing short of divine! And if there’s one thing my kids will take away from this it’s how to work as a team and never suffer through a dry turkey meal. 🙂

Here’s our turkey from last year. Juicy, huh? 😉

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We also leave this time of year for the pumpkin pie. I usually undertake this chore, but this year my eldest daughter is old enough to take on the task of making everything from scratch instead of store bought all on her own. Her big dream is one day being a master chef so, according to her, she needs the confidence. Can’t argue with that reason, so this I pass over the dessert apron to her. I’ll keep you posted with pictures after the holiday.

The menu doesn’t stop there. Since my husband is Cuban we like to mix up the more American traditional menu with some Latin spice. Every year I make a huge pot of moros y cristianos which is a dish of black beans a white rice mixed with herbs and spices. In fact, I have the recipe here for the taking if you’d like to give it a try this year. It’s a great dish to take to any gathering and easy to make if you know how to cook rice.

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Ingredients for the back beans

1/2 pound of black beans (two cups if using canned beans)

1 medium onion

1 green bell pepper

6 sweet peppers (ají dulce or cubanelle pepper)

1 ham hock (optional)

 

Preparation of the the beans

  1. Rinse and pick the beans beans.
  2. In a pot with 2 1/2 quarts of water, put the beans onion, bell pepper, sweet peppers and ham hock. Bring to a boil. Reduce the heat and simmer, uncovered, for 2 hours.
  3. Drain the beans and reserve 4 cups of the liquid. Discard vegetables and bones.

 

Ingredients for the dish

2 cups of rice

2 tablespoons of olive oil

1/4 pound of slab bacon diced

1 1/4 cup finely chopped medium onion

1 cup of green bell pepper, seeded, deveined, minced

1 teaspoon of ground cumin

1 teaspoon of dried oregano

1 bay leaf

1 tablespoon of white vinegar

1 tablespoon of dry sherry

2 teaspoons of salt

Preparation

  1. Put the rice in a colander and let the water run until it runs clear. Drain.
  2. Heat the oil in a heavy pan and add the bacon. Cook until browned, about 3 minutes.
  3. Add the onion, pepper, cumin, oregano and bay leaf and sauté until onion wilts, about 5 minutes.
  4. Add the rice and stir. Add the black beans and the reserved liquid. Add the vinegar, sherry and salt. Cook uncovered until the liquid has been almost completely absorbed and small crater have formed on the surface.
  5. Stir with a fork and reduce the heat to low and cook covered for 20 minutes.
  6. Remove from heat and let stand, uncovered, at least 10 minutes before serving.

Makes 8 servings

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If you get a chance to try the recipe, I’d love to hear your thoughts!

So what is a tradition you and your family share? Do you have a special recipe you make for Thanksgiving? Or do you prefer skipping all the work and enjoy something on a smaller scale? Step into the comment section and let’s dish! 😉 One lucky commenter will win a Kindle copy of Sunrise for Three!

Plus, if you’ve been waiting for the Sexy Siesta Box set, you’re in luck! The Sexy Siesta Trilogy releases November 20th. Three novellas with four sexy-as-sin Recon Marines too tempting to resist! And let it be said I never tried. 😉

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Read more about this military erotic romance novella series here.

Since I won’t be posting again until after Thanksgiving, to all my American friends who are traveling for the holiday, be safe and have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

 

Until next time…keep it sexy!

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New Release: Bossy – Five Productive Tales of Lesbian Lust

Hi everyone,

This is just a flying visit, as I’m not actually here. I’m in Paris :D I wrote this post last week.

BossyAnyway, this week saw the release day of Bossy, a f/f sex-at-work themed anthology put together by the fabulous Ladylit. It contains stories from yours truly, Erzabet Bishop, Laila Blake, Harper Bliss and Cheyenne Blue.

Here’s the skinny:

If the characters in ‘Bossy’ prove anything, it’s that getting it on at work doesn’t mean you need to wipe all papers off the surface and get busy on your desk. The settings in this new mini-anthology from Ladylit are as diverse as the positions the ladies in these five stories find themselves in. A doctor finds comfort with a nurse in Cheyenne Blue’s romantic tale of love in the ultrasound room, while Laila Blake’s story shows a professor who can’t resist one of her students on a sweltering hot day in the classroom. Add a maid whose mistress demands full servitude, a sexy mechanic offering roadside assistance and an A-list actress who has trouble hiding her secrets from a Hollywood reporter… and you get ‘Bossy’: five productive tales of lesbian lust.

Caution: This title contains graphic language and bossy f/f sex and is suitable for adults only.

There’s more info and an excerpt on my website – I’ll add the buy links when I’m home again 😀 http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/bossy/

By the way, if you love yourself print books – head over to Goodreads and enter this fab giveaway. There are two copies of Sexy Just Walked Into Town up for grabs! https://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/92424?utm_medium=api&utm_source=giveaway_widget

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more athttp://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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A Taste of Rome is Going On Tour!

Hi everyone,

A Taste of RomeI’m just stopping by to let you know that from the 28th, one of my latest releases, A Taste of Rome, will be going on tour. There will be five guest posts, so five opportunities to find out more about the book, and also a giveaway.

Here’s a reminder of what the book’s all about:

Book 3 in the World of Sin series.

Ryan Stonebridge and his friend Kristian Hurst have travelled to London and Paris on their “gap year” adventure, before starting university. Now it’s on to Rome.

The American girls they met in Paris are along for the ride, providing lots of sexy fun for the boys. But as no one in the foursome is looking for commitment, there’s still plenty of scope for hooking up with the locals. Voyeurism, cougars, risky outdoor sex and threesomes abound in the Italian leg of the boys’ European adventure.

Here’s where I’ll be and when:

28th April http://www.lovebitessilkties.co.uk/
29th April http://www.selenacooper.com/
30th April http://choward2614.wordpress.com
1st May http://elizabethcoldwell.wordpress.com
2nd May http://locglin.blogspot.com/

I hope you’ll stop by and leave me some comments and enter the giveaway.

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

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Cover Wars!

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So, I’ve been telling you all about Make Me, our anthology with 12 tales of dark romance and seduction. We’re doing some really fun promotional things I want to tell you all about.

We’re holding a fabulous giveaway for a $100 Amazon gift certificate and autographed copies of several of the books contained in the anthology. I’ve put an asterisk in the list below to indicate that. So be sure to enter the drawing! http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/22dfa912/

Here’s the line-up of authors and their stories: photo MakeMe-Info_zps89ba9703.png

Skye Warren – Wanderlust *

Claire Thompson – Enslaved *

Cari Silverwood – Take Me Break Me

Annabel Joseph – Comfort Object *

Aleatha Romig – Consequences

Shoshanna Evers – The Man Who Holds the Whip *

Annika Martin – The Hostage Bargain

Jasmine Haynes – Take Your Pleasure

Eliza Gayle – Play With Me

Pepper Winters – Tears of Tess

CJ Roberts – Captive in the Dark

Pam Godwin – Beneath the Burn **

The really special thing we’re doing today is a cover war! Yes, we’re going to war with another fabulous anthology, Riding Desire! I’ve got my copy of Riding Desire and I love it as much as Make Me! So here’s how it will work. Starting at 10 am EST today 3/6 we’ll be posting two covers from the individual stories in each anthology, and you get to vote which you like best! One lucky commenter will win a copy of each anthology. That’s one winner an hour until 10 pm EST! My cover for Take Your Pleasure will be up at 11 am EST! So come vote for me, please, please! This is going to be tons of fun! I don’t think I’ve seen anyone do anything like it! So come by Sinfully Sexy Book Reviews at 10 am PST for the Cover Wars! And please tell all your friends!

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Make Me is available on Amazon, Amazon UK, BN, and iBooks. The book will be available for only one month, so tell all your friends before it disappears! And Riding Desire is only .99! You can’t beat that! You can find Riding Desire at Amazon, BN, and iBooks

11:00 am EST, Take Your Pleasure vs ??? Stop by Sinfully Sexy Book Reviews to see who I’m up against!

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New Release: Girls Rule, Boys Drool by Lucy Felthouse

Hi everyone,

I’m very excited to announce another new release! Girls Rule, Boys Drool is a f/f erotic anthology, published by House of Erotica. Here’s the blurb:

Girls Rule, Boys DroolThree lesbian erotic short stories from popular writer Lucy Felthouse.

Girls Rule, Boys Drool

Boyish dyke Toni is working at the local golf club, serving champagne to arrogant, privileged folk when she spots Clarissa. She’s one of the posh people, but she looks like she’d rather be somewhere else—anywhere else. Toni’s immediately smitten and wants to put a smile on the older woman’s beautiful face, so she decides to show Clarissa just why girls rule and boys drool.

Making An Impression

Joely’s holiday has consisted mainly of chilling out by the hotel pool, having the occasional swim and reading lots. That is, until a hot brunette arrives and suddenly, Joely has trouble concentrating on anything else. Her gaydar non-existent, Joely decides on an unusual course of action to find out whether the newcomer bats for the same side as her.

Fear as an Aphrodisiac

Girlfriends Nikki and Sonya are on holiday in Edinburgh, Scotland’s capital city. They’re having fun sightseeing, until a super-scary tourist attraction sends Nikki into meltdown. Once outside again, Nikki slowly starts to feel better—and, much to her surprise, horny. Quickly realising that the fear has acted as a potent aphrodisiac, she decides to take advantage of that fact, right there in the middle of the city.

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And an excerpt:

Finally, Nikki and Sonya found the turning off Edinburgh’s Royal Mile that they needed. They’d expected a road, but Mary King’s Close was nothing more than a narrow passageway that looked like it led to the next street along. Glancing at one another, it seemed both girls suspected they were in the wrong place—despite the name of the alleyway—but as they headed along the close, they came across more signage and discovered they were wrong. The signs proclaimed that they were indeed at The Real Mary King’s Close, and this time they exchanged a relieved look and moved inside the tourist attraction.

After paying their money, they were put into a group that was already waiting, and after a few minutes was called to attention by a member of staff. The young man, dressed in incredibly old-fashioned attire welcomed them to the attraction and gave some brief information about what they should expect from the tour, as well as some health and safety spiel.

Then they were ushered deeper into the building and down some stairs. Another peculiarly-dressed actor met them and gave his talk. The group soon learned that Mary King’s Close had been a town of sorts, a collection of streets and houses, named after the most prominent local—Mary King. It had functioned well, this part of Edinburgh—in its day. But it had also befallen hard times and tragedy, including the Black Death. It was rumoured that people affected had been bricked into their houses to prevent the disease spreading further. It had never been confirmed nor denied, but the very idea sent a shiver down Nikki’s spine.

As they advanced into the underground town—now covered over by modern Edinburgh—they learned more about the inhabitants, their lives and, in some cases, their deaths. By the time they were shown the shrine of a young girl, covered with offerings both old and new, Nikki was clinging onto Sonya’s arm so hard that the other girl gave her a nudge.

“Oi, you’re hurting me! What’s the matter with you?”

“Sorry,” Nikki replied. “I’m getting a little creeped out, that’s all.”

“A little? The way you’re squeezing my arm, I’m beginning to think you’ve seen a ghost or something.”

“I said I’m sorry. God. Don’t you think it’s spooky down here?”

A meaningful glance from the tour guide shut them up. Nikki dropped her hand to Sonya’s and held it. The group continued through the subterranean labyrinth, listening to more tales of the past, the things that had happened within the very place they stood, over four hundred years ago.

Some periods of total darkness with recounts of history later, and Nikki was a nervous wreck. She’d always had an overactive imagination, and although she’d never seen a ghost—despite Sonya’s words—she believed in them and was really succumbing to the eeriness of the ancient place. She had gotten to the stage where she fully expected to see the spectre of little Annie—having left the site of her shrine—peering around a corner, beckoning to her. Or the chilly finger of a plague victim trailing down the back of her neck. She grew so paralyzed with fear that she fell silent and didn’t take in a word of the rest of the excursion—simply holding onto Sonya’s hand as they walked through the rooms and tunnels.

When they eventually emerged into the outside world once more, Nikki heaved a sigh of relief. “Sonya, darling, take me for a drink, now. A stiff one. A double vodka and coke sounds perfect right now. Maybe even a triple.”

“Were you really that scared?” The other woman looked disbelieving.

“What do you mean, were? I still bloody am. I’m sure I’d have found it interesting if I wasn’t so busy being terrified. I’m surprised I didn’t wet myself.”

“Aww, babe.” Sonya pulled the other girl into her arms. “I didn’t realise you hated it that much. We could have left if I’d known.”

“No,” Nikki shook her head. “It’s okay, I didn’t want to ruin it for you. I just got to the stage where I blocked it all out. But I’d still really like a drink, if you don’t mind.”

Sonya gently pushed Nikki against the wall of the alleyway and hugged her once more. “Okay, we’ll go for a drink soon. Let me hold you for a few minutes, first.”

The other girl said nothing, just relaxed into her lover’s embrace and slowly, very slowly, felt the fear ebbing away. With not a small amount of horror, she realised that she was turned on. Her knickers were damp and sticking to her, and the heat emanating from between her legs was unmistakable. What the actual fuck? She kept quiet, instead nuzzling into Sonya’s neck and pressing a kiss to the delicate skin there.

“Ooh,” Sonya said, shuddering, “that was lovely. What was that for?”

“For being nice.” Nikki’s voice was muffled, and she kissed her girlfriend again.

“Hey,” Sonya said, grabbing Nikki’s hands and squeezing them, “you’d better stop that, otherwise I’m going to get turned on. And that’s the last thing you want right now. I’m trying to be understanding here, sweetheart.”

Nikki came to the conclusion that she didn’t mind if Sonya got turned on, not at all. In fact, some sexy fun might just take her mind off the creepy underground place they’d just visited. It was damn weird that being scared had turned her on, but the more she thought about it, the more she figured it kinda made sense. Nothing, in her opinion, was scarier than death, and the French word for orgasm translated to ‘the little death’—so it was widely accepted that sex and death were connected. Sex was about life, death was about, well, death. So, in an attempt to stop thinking about things that confused the hell out of her, she was going to embrace life, wholeheartedly. And if that meant experiencing the little death, then so be it.

“I don’t mind,” she whispered into Sonya’s ear.

“What do you mean, sweetie?” Sonya replied, grabbing her shoulders and moving her back so she could look at her face. “You don’t mind what?”

“I don’t mind you getting turned on.”

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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over eighty publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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Let’s Talk About Porn

Hi everyone,

I’d like to talk about porn for this post. And I’m not talking about the erotic fiction I jokingly refer to as “porn” (sometimes when people I ask, I say I write porn. I don’t really mean it). I’m talking about the stuff you watch online, buy DVDs to see – real live people having sex.

There’s a common misconception, particularly amongst British folk, that all women find porn disgusting, and that if they caught their man watching it, they’d go crazy. This is absolutely not the case. I wouldn’t mind if my man watched it, just like he shouldn’t mind if I watched it. I know lots of other couples that feel the same.

I, however, don’t watch it. Not because I find it disgusting, horrifying, degrading or anything like that. Just because I don’t want to. I have watched it, and it doesn’t really do anything for me. It’s designed for one thing, and one thing only, so I tend to find the “storylines” superfluous and when I did watch it, ended up skipping to the good bits. I know not everyone feels that way, and lots of people are very fond of porn. I’m just not one of them.

I’d much rather allow my imagination to do the work. And then, let’s be honest, if I come up with something good, I’ll probably write it down 🙂

So, what do you think to porn? Love it, hate it? Not really bothered? Let me know in the comments!

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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over eighty publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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New Release: Coming Together: In The Trenches

Hi everyone,

Coming Together: In The TrenchesI’m delighted to be a part of this wonderful anthology, which released yesterday to honour Veterans Day, or Remembrance Day as we call it in the UK. Coming Together: In The Trenches is an erotica and erotic romance anthology of military tales, with all proceeds going to the Protect Our Defenders charity.

My story, A Problem with Authority, was massive fun to write for this anthology, and has some sexy kink thrown in there for your enjoyment 😉 Here’s a snippet of the story:

Private Jesse Bagnall glowered and muttered to himself all the way to the mess. He’d just been bawled out by Corporal Roxanne Grey—yet again—and he was getting seriously fed up of it. He knew he wasn’t perfect in the drill exercises, but then nor were any of the other guys. It was like she was singling him out and aiming all her abuse in his direction. Being shouted at was to be expected in the army—it was almost part of the job description—but Corporal Grey’s attitude was bordering on discriminatory, and he didn’t know what to do about it. Especially without looking like a total pussy.

Spotting some of his closest friends at a table towards the back of the mess, he caught the eye of one of them—Matt Kay—raised a hand in greeting, then got in line for his food.

Several minutes later he loaded his cup of tea onto his tray along with everything else and headed over to where he’d seen Matt and the boys. Hopefully they’d take his mind off the Queen Bitch. They were always game for a laugh.

“All right, lads?” he said, sliding his tray onto the table and taking a seat.

There were mumbles of assent.

“Yeah,” replied Ed Patterson. “You?”

“Yeah, I suppose.”

Ed raised an eyebrow, and the other men turned their attention to Jesse, too. “Well,” Ed said, “that wasn’t very convincing. What’s up, mate?”

Jesse sighed, ran a hand through his hair. “It’s the drill instructor.”

His friends exchanged confused looks. “Care to elaborate?” Matt said.

Not wanting to look a wimp in front of his mates, Jesse changed his tone. But once he had, the anger took over him. “She’s a fucking bitch, that’s what!”

The confused expressions turned to surprised ones.

“I’m fed up her treating me like a twat. I know it’s her job to bawl us out, but she takes it too far. I do my fucking best, work my arse off, and it’s still not good enough for her.”

He barely noticed the gazes of his friends shifting slightly, carried on regardless. “She definitely picks on me more than everyone else. As though I’ve seen sitting on my arse when everyone else is killing themselves to get it right. She’s just being a complete and utter bitch. Bitch face fucking Grey!”

Matt cleared his throat, to no avail.

“You know what her problem is? She needs a fucking good shag, she does. That might cheer the miserable cow up. Mind you, Christ knows what man would be brave enough to go there. She’d probably bite your cock off as soon as suck it.”

As the red mist of his anger dissipated, Jesse finally clocked the reactions of the other men around his table. They weren’t at all what he’d expect. Ed and Matt looked mighty chagrined, staring at a point over his left shoulder. Private Graham Pilgrim had actually put his head down and begun to bang it on the table.

A cold trickle of dread ran down his back, and he turned, wondering which of his superiors had heard his rant.

Fuck. It was none other than the target of his diatribe. Corporal Roxanne Grey stood, her arms crossed, one high-heeled foot tapping on the floor. Her facial expression was as far from impressed as it was possible to be.

Coolly, she said, “Guard room, now.”

Want to read all the yummy stories and help charity at the same time? Go here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/coming-together-in-the-trenches/

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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over eighty publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include Best Bondage Erotica 2012, 2013 and 2014 and Best Women’s Erotica 2013. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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