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July 17, 2012
Totty Tuesday: Alex O’Loughlin
Source: google.es via Lucy on Pinterest
[image error]Of Hawaii Five-0 and Moonlight fame, I’ve never seen any of the films/programmes Alex O’Loughlin has been in, but I know lots of other people who’ve raved about him, so when I saw this pic on Pinterest, I thought he would be the perfect candidate for this week’s Totty Tuesday.
His birthday’s in August, like mine, so that makes him even cooler, LOL. He’s also an Aussie, so has a yummy accent.
Now enjoy the moody and yet very sexy picture 
July 16, 2012
Call for Submissions: Coming Together with Curves
As if we weren’t busy enough, myself and fellow Northern Bird Victoria Blisse are editing a charity anthology, and we’re looking for your stories! Check out the details below…
Coming Together: With Curves is a collection of Rubenesque erotica & erotic romance edited by two of the genre’s leading ladies, Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.
All proceeds from the sales of this anthology as well as any individual titles released in ebook or audiobook will benefit Parkinson’s UK, an international charity.
EDITORS’ CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS
We want big beautiful women. Curvy chicks. Rubenesque ladies. Send us your erotica or erotic romance tales of plus sized females and the men (and women!) who love them.
We like it hot. We want characters that can’t keep their hands off one another… or themselves. Solo sex, twosomes, threesomes and moresomes are all acceptable, as long as there’s at least one Rubenesque lady involved.
Give us unique settings, intriguing storylines and above all, send us a story that will stand out from the crowd.
Stories can be set in any time period, and we also welcome paranormal tales, as long as the big beautiful woman is an integral part of the plot.
Make us laugh, make us cry (though not too much!), but most importantly, make us horny. Make us wildly jealous of the sexual adventures and experiences the plus sized chicks are having and you’re along the right lines.
Keep your stories legal. We don’t want any of the usual taboos; underage, bestiality, snuff, etc… if you’re not sure, just ask.
Stories should be between 2,500 and 7,500 words. Exceptions will be made for outstanding stories. Previously published work is acceptable, but make sure that your right to submit the story for publication is clear. Please note that stories over 5000 words can be individually released as an ebook as well as appear in the anthology. All profits from single releases will also benefit Parkinson’s UK.
Please submit .DOC or .DOCX manuscripts to comingtogetherwithcurves@gmail.com (cc: submissions@the-erotic-cocktail.com) with “Submission for Coming Together: With Curves” in the subject line. Questions can be sent to the same address. Format should be Times New Roman 12pt font, 1 inch margins, double spaced and have the first line of each paragraph indented (not tabbed or spaced). Please title your document as follows: “Story Title_Author Name“. Do not add anything to the header or footer of your document. Include a brief (150-ish word) biography in your email.
This is a charity anthology, there will be no payment to the authors or editors beyond a PDF contributor copy of the collection. Instead, all proceeds will benefit Parkinson’s UK, a support and research charity. For more than 40 years they’ve been working to find a cure and improve life for everyone affected by Parkinson’s. Find out more about them here: http://www.parkinsons.org.uk/default.aspx
Find out more about Coming Together here: http://www.eroticanthology.com
July 14, 2012
Sunday Snog – Off the Shelf
Here’s a snog-tastic snippet from my erotic romance novella, Off the Shelf. I’ve actually posted this snog before, but since the book is now available as a standalone title, AND it’s free on Amazon today, I thought you wouldn’t mind if I posted it again 
He said just one word before leaning down and capturing her mouth in a kiss.
‘Condoms?’
The plural hadn’t been lost on her, and the frisson of heat between her legs sparked into a full flame. Fuuuuuuuuck.
‘Mmm-hmm …’ she replied, twining her arms around his neck and kissing him back. He was a damn good kisser. He had just the right mixture of confidence and skill, which made the butterflies in her tummy transform into crazy zings of lust and zoom wildly throughout her body.
The delicious feelings increased tenfold when Damien opened his lips and she felt his tongue try for access to her mouth. She gladly admitted it, and the hot caress of his tongue against hers caused a trickle of juices to slide from her pussy and soak into the gusset of her pants.
She was suddenly very glad she’d gone with her earlier instinct and worn not only matching, but very sexy lingerie. Not that she was going to be wearing it for much longer …
Annalise shuffled forwards, gently pushing him. Damien took the hint and they moved as one towards her bed, falling onto it with her on top. Just as she leaned down to kiss him again, he stopped her. Removing his glasses, he gave a wicked smile and asked her to put them down on her bedside table.
‘Don’t want them getting in the way, do we?’
Climbing off him, Annalise carefully deposited his glasses on the bedside table. Then, agreeing with Damien’s logic about things getting in the way, she quickly removed her earrings, necklace and bracelet. Finally, she opened her top drawer and retrieved a condom. Turning to face him once more, she saw that he’d moved so he was now positioned with his head on the pillows, and his hands behind his head, waiting. He raised his eyebrows.
‘Oh, I’m sorry,’ Annalise said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, ‘was I taking too long?’
‘Yes,’ Damien replied without hesitation. ‘Now come here.’
Annalise clambered across the bed and straddled Damien. She felt the bulge in his trousers pressing against her arse and wriggled against it. Dropping the condom on his chest, she said, ‘I think you’re going to be needing that.’
‘You think?’
‘Shut up and give me a kiss.’
‘With pleasure, ma’am.’
You can get your hands on Off the Shelf (which is getting some fabulous reviews, including TWO Top Picks!) here. But grab it quick, it’s only free for the rest of today.
Also, don’t forget to head back to Victoria’s site and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!
July 13, 2012
Uniform Behaviour is in Paperback!
More fabulous news in my inbox this morning – Uniform Behaviour is now available in paperback! It’s currently only available from Amazon UK, but as soon as I have more information from House of Erotica as to when it’ll be available from other outlets, I’ll let you know.
If you need a reminder of what the book’s about, here goes:
Do you get all weak-kneed at the sight of a grubby fireman or a hunky soldier? Perhaps immaculately-dressed waiting-on staff get you feeling frisky? If so, you’ve come to the right place.
Uniform Behaviour contains sixteen smutty stories about firemen, soldiers, sailors, police, security guards and even waiters, priests and cleaners!
Delve into this anthology and enjoy steamy stories from established erotica authors including Justine Elyot, Craig J Sorensen, Victoria Blisse, Shermaine Williams, Elizabeth Coldwell and Lucy Felthouse.
As well as being written and compiled for your titillation, this anthology is also designed to do good. A portion of the proceeds from Uniform Behaviour will be donated to UK charity Help for Heroes, which helps those wounded in current conflict.
The stories in this anthology have been hand-picked by a uniform aficionado, so you can rest assured that only the sexiest erotic fiction lies in this eBook.
Find out more, and bag your copy on the book page.***
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July 12, 2012
The Romance Reviews Awards Off the Shelf a Top Pick!
I’m just a tad excited (okay, a ton!) because I just had an email to let me know that The Romance Reviews had covered Off the Shelf. I opened the link with trepidation… but it seems my worry was unfounded. They awarded it a Top Pick! 5 out of 5 stars! Here’s what they had to say:
“I very highly recommend this book and give is 5 out of 5 stars. As always, Lucy Felthouse’s writing is superb, high-quality writing that is a cut above the rest! The story flows smoothly, the characters are likeable and real, and the romance is both hot and sweet. I loved Annalise’s story and I was rooting for her the whole way through. At 65 pages, this book is a nice length because it can easily be read in an evening, but it’s not too short. I was hooked from the very first page and read the whole thing in one sitting. If you’re looking for a sexy summer read, this one is delightfully entertaining.” Top Pick, The Romance Reviews
And the timing couldn’t be better, as the book is FREE on Amazon at the moment, in case you hadn’t seen my previous post. So grab your copy quick without parting with a penny!***
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July 11, 2012
Off the Shelf is FREE on Amazon!
Yes, you heard right! My erotic romance novella, Off the Shelf, is FREE on Amazon for a limited time.
From 11th – 15th July ONLY, you will be able to download this hot erotic romance to your Kindle without spending a penny.
Already convinced? Grab it here:
Need more convincing? Here’s more about the book:
At 35, travel writer Annalise is fed up with insensitive comments about being left on the shelf. It’s not as if she doesn’t want a man, but her busy career doesn’t leave her much time for relationships. Sexy liaisons with passing acquaintances give Annalise physical satisfaction, but she needs more than that. She wants a man who will satisfy her mind as well as her body. But where will she find someone like that? It seems Annalise may be in luck when a new member of staff starts working in the bookshop at the airport she regularly travels through. Damien appears to tick all the boxes; he’s gorgeous, funny and intelligent, and he shares Annalise’s love of books and travel. The trouble is, Damien’s shy and Annalise is terrified of rejection. Can they overcome their fears and admit their feelings, or are they doomed to remain on the shelf?
And a saucy excerpt to get you going…
Pushing the ‘on’ button, Annalise moved the vibrator down between her parted legs and eased it inside her eager pussy. As the ears of the Rampant Rabbit slid into position on her clit, she groaned with pleasure and rolled her hips, desperate to get more delicious friction. Then she pressed another button on the toy’s control panel to ramp up the power another notch. As much as she’d prefer a slower build-up to her orgasm, she just didn’t have the time. She had to leave for the airport in a couple of hours, and she hadn’t even packed her case. A quick knee-trembler would have to suffice.
As the vibrator buzzed away between her thighs, Annalise closed her eyes and tried to empty her mind of anything but the pleasure she was experiencing. After a brief flirtation with the thought that she’d much prefer a hot man between her legs bringing her to orgasm, Annalise simply enjoyed the feeling of her impending climax. The busily-vibrating bunny ears pressed tightly against her sensitive flesh soon had her pussy fluttering. Then, without warning, Annalise was quickly yanked onto her pleasure plateau and immediately pushed off, leaving her writhing and shouting on the bed as a powerful orgasm overtook her body.
Annalise arched her back as waves of pleasure crashed over her, and her cunt clenched and grabbed at the toy buried deep inside. Her swollen clit throbbed, quickly becoming too sensitive for the unrelenting stimulation from the vibrator. Switching it off and pulling out, Annalise dropped the toy onto the mattress by her side and gave a satisfied moan as she rode out the remainder of her climax. Finally, when the twitches and spasms had abated and her heart rate and breathing were almost back to normal, Annalise grabbed the Rabbit and rolled across to the side of her bed where the toy box was kept. She made short but thorough work of cleaning it, then reluctantly put it in its case, popped it into the small bedside cupboard and shut the door.
Annalise hated leaving her favourite toy behind when she went away, but she just wasn’t brave enough to take it with her. She usually only took carry-on luggage, and the very thought of the distinctive shape of the Rampant Rabbit popping up on the screen of the airport scanners made her shudder. It would be bad enough for the staff to see it on their monitors, knowing what it was and giving her knowing looks; imagine what would happen if they decided to check inside her bags! She would want to curl up and die of embarrassment, she just knew it.
No, it was much better off staying here. She could make do with her right hand for a few days. Even better, she might even meet someone. Annalise smiled. She’d had some pretty steamy encounters on her travels. The desk clerk in Dubai, the gym manager in Turkey, the waiter in Corfu…
Annalise shook herself. This wasn’t the time to let her mind wander down that path and get herself all worked up. She had to go and get ready now. There’d be plenty of time for daydreaming later, when she was in long and boring queues, and on the flight.
So go on, what are you waiting for? Bag your copy quick, while it’s FREE! And if you like it, be sure to leave a review for others to read.
Excerpt from Janine Ashbless’ Named and Shamed
I’m delighted to welcome Janine Ashbless here as part of her blog tour. Today, she’s sharing an excerpt from her super hot BDSM paranormal erotic novel, Named and Shamed.
Blurb:
Once upon a time . . . a naughty girl called Tansy stole a very precious manuscript from a kindly antiquarian. But all of the world’s ancient and powerful magic, lost for centuries, has returned – and now there is much more at stake than a few sheets of parchment.
Thus begins a rude and rugged fairytale the likes of which you NEVER read when you were little! Poor Tansy is led though the most pleasurable trials and the most shameful tribulations as her quest unfolds before her. Orgasmic joy and abject humiliation are laid upon Tansy in equal measure as she straddles the two worlds of magic and man.
From debauched dryads to oversexed ogres, fantasy and BDSM slither together to make Named & Shamed the consummate adult fable – all lusciously illustrated by John LaChatte. Immerse yourself in this dark and depraved fairy tale, and may all your endings be happy ever after!
Excerpt:
“Do you want to see the Bour Tree?”
I hesitated, running my tongue-tip across my lip. “Okay. But I thought elder trees were bad luck.”
“Not this ’un. She’s a good ’un.”
He led me out into the garden. This was where all the women were, I realised: watching indulgently as their kids ran riot. Aaron took me over to the bush, which had three big trunks and a host of lesser ones. Hanging from the twigs was a glittering array of kids’ tat: plastic key-rings and fuzzy little animals, transforming robots, a toy aeroplane, a necklace made of sweets.
“See?” said Aaron. “You make her a present and she gives you a wish.”
I could hear some of the kids chanting as they skipped rope on the grass nearby:
Bour tree, bour tree: crooked wrong
Never straight and never strong
Always bush and never tree
Since the Christ was hanged on thee.
A Christian gloss on a much older warning, I thought.
“Hmm,” I said, noncommittally. I didn’t want to offend the man. Or the tree.
“Go on,” he said.
A lock of my hair swung down across my face as he reached up without warning to my temple, pulled out the hairclip there and snapped it over a twig. My mouth fell open.
Aaron grinned. “Make a wish.”
The hairclip was a cheap one with a white fabric flower on it. Even if it had been silk and diamonds, I wasn’t sure it would have been wise to snatch it back. Gifts to the Fair Folk should never be rescinded.
I made myself relax again. “I don’t need to. Mine’s already come true,” I said, letting him know I could be just as cheeky and forward as he was.
His eyes held mine, dancing. “Take a flower then.”
I lifted an eyebrow and sought out one of the white clusters with my hand. “Give me of your wood, old girl,” I said softly. There are traditional formulae for turning aside an elder’s malice, and that’s one of them. “And I’ll give you mine when I grows into a tree.”
“Ah,” he said, eyes narrowing. “You’re a smart ’un.”
He took the flower from my hand, blew on it to remove any stray insects, and tucked it gently into the V of my shirt neck. His fingertips brushed my bare skin, setting it off in electric sparkles.
“I should take you to meet my gaffer,” he said.
“Is he as cute as you?”
Aaron drew himself up, laughing. “No one’s as cute as me. Do you play pool?”
“Yeah. Sometimes.”
“Come on then.” He walked me round to another door at the back of the inn, and as we crossed the grass he put his hand casually on the swell of my ass and kept it there. I didn’t object. Once inside the door, in the corridor within, he drew me up against him and kissed me. It was a slow, soft and deeply dirty kiss, his tongue teasing its way past my lips and one hand drifting to squeeze my left breast and tweak my nipple. I responded to that in a manner far from ladylike — pressing up against him with eager, breathy mews of pleasure and sucking his tongue deeper into my mouth. I wanted him to push me up against the wall and ram his cock into me, there and then. The knot of flesh in his trousers grew hard as I ground myself against it, and his other hand tightened on my ass even as his mouth deserted mine.
“Oh, you’re hot,” he growled under his breath. He rubbed my nipple between finger and thumb, pinching it until my knees nearly gave way. “I bet you’re a real goer.”
“You won’t know till you try,” I whispered, running the tip of my tongue over his lips.
“Hh.” His eyes glittered with secretive speculation. “Be patient. Come on through.”
With one hand around my wrist he drew me through another door. The smell of beer and cigarettes rolled over me, a sweet pubby aroma I found very pleasant. This was another bar room. The space was dominated by a pool table and it was full of men standing about with pint glasses in their hands — they seemed to have a real gender segregation thing going on here — and everyone stopped and stared as we entered.
“Look what I found,” said Aaron, putting his arm around my shoulders and giving me a squeeze. It might have been meant to be reassuring. Or it might have meant something else altogether, like preventing me from turning tail and running. “She’s real friendly, like.”
There was no way I was leaving. I looked around and grinned, understanding very well. The men here were of all ages from eighteen up, dressed casually or in country style with flat tweed caps. Not an urban metrosexual sophisticate among them, and they were all openly ogling me. Someone whistled. I could feel their gazes like so many groping caresses on my tits and thighs, and it filled me with heat. I thrust my breasts out a little further, reveling in the attention and feeling my nipples swell to hard points.
“Come and meet the Gaffer.” Aaron let go long enough to pat my ass, then steered me round the table. The Gaffer was one of the guys in the tweed caps, big and middle-aged and paunchy. He stood surrounded by a little knot of men who looked like they’d been hanging on his every word. He might not have had prepossessing looks, but it was clear he had status, and I that was being presented for inspection. His pale blue gaze slid over me.
“This is Tansy,” said Aaron, running one finger down my spine, making me gyrate and squirm.
“A pleasure to meet you, Tansy.” The Gaffer lifted his gaze from an unabashed consideration of my boobs and looked me in the eye. Without blinking, he added. “You’ve done well for yourself there boy. She’s pretty. Magnificent knockers.”
It was a test, of sorts. A calculated slap in the face, to see how I would react. I flushed and giggled, dropping my gaze with a strange instinctive coyness. I could feel my pussy swelling at the compliment. Because it was a compliment — degrading and crude and offensive, it was still an acknowledgement of my desirability by the most important man in the room. I got it. In times of trouble, scared people look for leaders. It just so happens that the sort of guy who wants to be a leader is usually a tool of the first order, but that doesn’t matter to them. Even if he chooses to impose some sort of weird elder-tree cult it doesn’t matter, as long as he leads. I knew that with a single word from this man I could be on my knees in this back bar, tugging open his flies and sucking his cock while he sipped his pint with a complacent smirk and everyone looked on.
I wet my lips.
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Named and Shamed is also available on Kindle (via Amazon sites), but without interior illustrations.
July 10, 2012
A Very Special Totty Tuesday
Like hot guys? Like Totty Tuesday? Well then you’re in the right place. Today is a very special Totty Tuesday, as I’ve compiled my top ten (after rejigging it following a new entry – no pun intended) for your viewing/perving pleasure. So, here goes:
1. Jared Padalecki
2. Philip Winchester
3. Jeremy Renner (new entry)
4. Jensen Ackles
5. Ian Somerhalder
6. Taylor Kitsch
7. Chris Hemsworth
8. Alexander Skarsgard
9. Hugh Jackman
10. Chris Evans
July 7, 2012
Sunday Snog – Fantasy Assignment
Here’s a very sexy and naughty snog from Fantasy Assignment, a sexy uniform story which appears in my anthology, The Best of Lucy Felthouse.
As I slid down with Matt helping me as gentlemanly as he could in the circumstances, I became very aware that I was rubbing my body against his. Now I wasn?t too concerned by that fact, because I couldn’t think of anything else I wanted more. Except to do the very same thing, naked. But I had no idea of how he felt about me, if he even found me attractive. A couple of seconds later, I knew the answer. My feet touched the floor, but I was in no hurry to move. Pressed tightly to Matt, I could feel his erection straining against the confines of his combats. His hands were still on my waist and as our eyes met, I felt his fingers tighten against my flesh, which sent a lightning bolt of arousal to my groin.
He wanted me as much as I wanted him, that much was obvious. But I also knew that he wouldn’t do anything about it. He was at work; his job was on the line. Hell, so was mine. I could tell he was struggling with his conscience, so after shouting a firm internal “fuck off” at mine, I decided to bite the bullet. You only live once, after all.
I kissed him. No mean feat I tell you. Me being tiny, him towering over me and all. I just slipped my hands up to his neck and stretched up, pulling him down to meet me halfway. The moment our lips touched was electric. The combination of the situation, the risk, his attire and my overactive libido had my pussy oozing almost immediately.
Stunned at first, Matt barely moved, he just let me kiss him. But seconds later, it was as if a switch had been flipped. The little devil on his shoulder clearly won. Lucky me. He began kissing me back with gusto, one hand travelling north from my waist and tangling into my hair, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss.
Our tongues danced together, our hands caressed one another, and our groins – well, they did what groins do when they’re sexually aroused. My tight skirt meant I couldn’t press myself against his hardness as much as I’d have liked, but still. I knew a way I could fix that. As I pulled away to glance behind me at the still open door of the truck, strong hands lifted me back onto the seat I’d just vacated. They then proceeded to push at my skirt, bunching it up to get at what was underneath.
Bag your copy of The Best of Lucy Felthouse here.
Also, don’t forget to head back to Victoria’s site and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!
July 5, 2012
Are You Going to The Book Show?
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