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All Books Half Price at All Romance eBooks!

Hi everyone,

Wow, I just got the email to notify me that all eligible books are HALF PRICE at All Romance eBooks for today only. It includes all of mine!

So, what are you waiting for? Head over there and grab:

Coming Together: In The Trenches for just $1.50.

The House of Erotica Witching Hour for just $4.00.

Mean Girls for just $2.80.

Anything She Wants for just $2.50.

Grand Slam for just $3.75.

You get the picture – bargains galore!

My All Romance eBooks author page is here: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?sortBy=recentlyAdded&searchBy=author&qString=Lucy+Felthouse

Happy shopping and reading!
Lucy x

Erotica 2013 – A Mad Weekend of Smut, Strippers and Submissives

Phew. I. Am. Exhausted. My Erotica journey started on Wednesday, where I dropped off the dog with the boyfriend, then headed down to London on Thursday. A cheeky Twitter conversation meant that the lovely John Tisbury (fantastic erotic photographer) ended up taking my books down to London, leaving me slightly less laden down – and there’s my first thank you of the post – thanks John! Victoria Blisse and I had a fairly chilled out Thursday evening, which is just as well, as it’s been insanity ever since.

(Click on any of the photos to enlarge)

003Friday saw us wandering East London in search of the venue, the Tobacco Dock shopping centre, which we’ve since discovered was actually built by Harrods. Fortunately, I have a good sense of direction and am handy with a map, so we found it with no trouble. We picked up our passes and went in search of our stand, which gave us a peek at the venue – a real place of two halves. Downstairs is all vaulted ceilings and is very dungeon-like, which fit in really well with the kinky stalls and shows. Upstairs is much lighter, and that’s where we were. In a fabulous spot opposite the Television X and Get Adult stands, to be exact.

004Victoria and I were alone to start with, setting up the stand and putting up posters, laying out promo materials, etc. But soon we were done and the show opened with crowds filtering through straight away. We were soon joined by the fantastic Zak Jane Keir, who I’d never met before, but very soon we were chatting nineteen to the dozen! Zak added books, badges and promo stuff to the table, and we were away. Soon we were chatting with people interested in erotic fiction – even some people who weren’t! – selling books, having a laugh, seeing some very interesting sights and generally having a good time. Friday was busier than I expected it to be, and we made a good dent in our stock before the day was out.

002Saturday was always going to be the busiest day. The most visitors and the most authors appeared that day, including Zak Jane Keir, K D Grace, Kay Jaybee, L C Wilkinson, Cara Sutra, Toni Sands, Aoife Brennan (who made the trip all the way from southern Ireland!) Ashe Barker and Kristina Lloyd. The stand itself was mad busy, with lots more books being sold, and the Smutty word spread far and wide. We did plenty of readings, managing to scare the crap out of people (one guy happened to be right next to the speaker when I started) and turn them on (one of the scantily clad Bondara boys said Victoria’s reading turned him on) and of course entice them to our stand for goodies and reading material. The day flew by in an insane daze and while I spoke to tons of people, there were others I didn’t get chance to chat to. But it’s always the way 🙂

1377031_10152315195217786_1811657273_nSunday was busier than Friday, but not as busy as Saturday. As our sales were so fabulous on Saturday, we put out an SOS to K D Grace’s lovely hubby to bring more books to sell, so we popped them on the stand and we were away! We were joined once again by Aoife Brennan and Ashe Barker, and we also had good friend and super Sh! girl, Renee, helping us out. She was a genuine wonder as Victoria and I were getting a little worn out by our long weekend, but Renee was a sales whizz, handing out free lube, postcards and business cards to receptive passers-by. She of course touted our smutty books, too, recommending ones she’d read and enjoyed and generally being bloody awesome. I don’t know how we’d have managed without her. Thanks, Renee, you have our undying gratitude!

1377276_10152315195857786_138216817_nSo, our stand was all about erotic fiction and spreading the smutty word, but I suppose you want to know what the strippers and submissives were all about, don’t you? Well, okay, here goes…

The Erotica show had everything from a stand selling regular jewellery (not a collar in sight!) to a mostly-naked woman covered in sushi, glamour models to porn stars. Any kink was catered for. As a result, we of course saw people in very different outfits. Lots of people were dressed in regular clothes, others were slightly kinkier, and others were mostly naked. The mostly naked includes both visitors and the male strippers, who myself and the other attendees to our stand had the benefit of watching wander in and out of their changing room, which was next to our stand. They were pretty smiley guys, and I managed to grab one and have a photo taken. We also had eye candy in the form of the Bondara boys (there were bunny girls, too, for the boys to look at!), who were a lovely bunch, very friendly, fun and totally okay with being stared at and photographed. But I suppose they could hardly be anything else in those outfits! There were lots of submissives being led around on leads, and I remember one very shy guy who wore a Spiderman t-shirt and a skunk tail who was a sweetheart.

1390703_10152315195547786_661436014_nOther things I remember seeing – a man with actual fangs, which was probably the most surprising thing I saw all weekend. A pony and trap, with the pony being human. Guys in rubber puppy outfits, including collars, leads and tails. Lots and lots of flesh, some of it a bit too much, I must confess. A random lap dance which was not very sexy at all, sorry. Some very cool outfits, and also some totally wacky ones. Fire play, knife play, wiggling and thrusting, spanking… the list goes on. If you weren’t there, I’m sure you can use your imagination 😉

1395441_10152315195362786_542107371_nBut, lest you think the show was all total filth, here’s something to make you change your mind. I met some of the loveliest, most genuine, kind-hearted, generous souls I have ever come across at the show. Including a woman who was looking for gay erotica for her son. He’d just come out and she was incredibly proud and eager to make sure he knew she supported and loved him. That definitely plucked at my heartstrings. The wonderful Chris Hermon, a lovely, lovely man of many talents who was very interested in what we did and how we may be able to work together. The gentleman who works for a charity that rescues trafficked women and told us some horrendous stories (look out for an anthology in future that donates proceeds to that very worthy charity) – he left Victoria and I shocked and determined to do something to help.

1394387_10152315194222786_1450426062_nIt was, of course, a fabulous opportunity to put faces to Twitter handles, with sometimes surprising results. I confess to not expecting a priest to be following me on Twitter 😉 I also met people I’d communicated with in the past but never physically met. Spent some time with folk I don’t see very often and generally had a wicked – literally – time. I was incredibly happy to be there – don’t I just have the most fantastic job?!

The only downer on the weekend, really, was the travel chaos getting home. A storm blowing across the south of England screwed myself and Victoria – and many others, of course – up in terms of getting back home. We both managed it eventually, but not before wandering between Euston and St. Pancras several times, popping into King’s Cross (where I happily visited the Harry Potter platform 9 and 3/4 shop), getting stampeded several times and trying hard not to lose our rag. We also made the effort to be very nice to the rail staff who were getting the brunt of the bullshit, despite it not being their fault. I also found that because thousands of people were in the same situation, it made them very, very kind. Strangers smiled at one another, helped one another out, gave up seats for older folk, carried heavy bags for one another and generally restored my faith in the kindness of humans. We can be very horrible to one another, but on Monday, we were very nice. It was humbling, and I’m glad I did my bit and helped out someone. I’m also very lucky that I was just delayed – people’s houses and businesses got damaged and destroyed, and people lost their lives. So getting home a day late is nothing at all.

1382311_10152315194072786_1326805651_nI know I’m missing stuff out here, but I could go on for ages and ages. So I’ll wrap up with my thank yous. Thanks, obviously, to Victoria, my fellow Northern Bird, partner in crime, for being so awesome. We did it, mate! To Kev, who helped lots with organisation and did the banners, posters, postcards and lots of other things for the cause. Thank you to House of Erotica for your support – wish you could have been there! Thank you to Kay Jaybee, K D Grace, Aoife Brennan, Zak Jane Keir, Toni Sands, L C Wilkinson, Kristina Lloyd, Ashe Barker and Cara Sutra for being there, for supporting us, helping us and of course being lots of fun! You all rock 😀 Thank you to the guy that got us there in the first place, Lee Schofield, and Lisa Gilbride. To Totally Bound for being fun, helpful, supportive and letting us steal your pens 🙂 Thanks again to John Tisbury, to Barry, the awesome sound guy who got us rigged up for reading, to Renee for helping us on Sunday out of the goodness of her heart, to everyone that stopped by and chatted with us, made us laugh, kept us going when we were running out of energy, and of course, bought books and took our promo stuffs. You’re all fantastic, and we couldn’t have done it without you. I’m very sorry if I missed anyone, blame my exhaustion.

Now, I’m off to bed for a few weeks, then onto planning next year!

Lucy x

Spooky Smut in the City

spookysitcThe brief for the hop was that my post should be sexy and scary, not wet your pants scary, which actually, is utterly perfect for me. Because that sums up what I like as a person, and what I like to write. I have such a vivid imagination that I won’t read serious  horror books or watch horror films. I wouldn’t sleep – and that’s definitely not a good thing. I’m terrifying when I haven’t had enough sleep!

So, here’s my sexy snippet, which is from my vampire erotic story, A Party to Remember, which appears in the newly-released The House of Erotica Witching Hour anthology. Enjoy!

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Then he kissed me. Once my body processed what my brain was screaming at it, I reacted. I pushed his chest as hard as I could, then ducked out of the way, moving for the door.

“What the fuck!”

Before I could get even halfway to the door, he was on me again. He gripped me around the waist and pulled me to him. He seemed not to notice my stamping hard on his foot, or elbowing him in the ribs. He didn’t even blink when I slapped him in the face. But his pupils seemed to grow and he grabbed my wrists and slammed me against the wall.

I’d never been so turned on in my life. And the realization shocked me to my very core.

Dracula’s lithe yet fiercely strong body had me pinned to the wall. I was completely helpless. When he bent to kiss me again I didn’t resist. It was like he’d put some kind of spell on me. If vampires were real, I’d have said he was glamoring me. Part of my mind knew I didn’t even like the guy, let alone want to do anything with him. But the rest of it, and my body, wanted him naked and fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

In the blink of an eye, he’d swept me up in his arms like some helpless damsel in distress and carried me to the bed. All the drapes were pinned back so he deposited me on the mattress before climbing in after me. Then he went about closing all of the curtains, leaving us cocooned in complete darkness.

I lay waiting for his next move. Oddly, I was no longer scared. I was truly living for the here and now. And, let’s face it, who knew how much here and now I had left? Whatever spell he’d put on me, it was a good one.

I felt him move beside me, then a cool hand slipped around my face and turned it towards him. His lips met mine once more, and I opened my mouth. His tongue slipped inside, caressing and dancing with mine until I was dizzy with lust. I could feel his erection pressing against my hip and smiled to myself. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

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You can grab your copy of The House of Erotica Witching Hour anthology here. It also contains tales from Victoria Blisse, Isabel Holley, Nicky Raven, Heather Lin, Vanessa de Sade, Gemma Parkes, Tilly Hunter, Elizabeth Black, Nephylim, Annabeth Leong and Daddy X.

Don’t forget to head back to http://spooky.smutinthecity.co.uk tomorrow for the next post. Happy hopping!

Out Now, Coming Soon and Various Updates

As well as Testing Tom and A Taste of Paris, I also have another new title out. My smutty erotic story, Drawing a Crowd, was just released as part of The House of Erotica Summer Scorchers Collection:

A collection of three summer-themed erotic stories by Nicole Gestalt, Lucy Felthouse and Angela Sargenti. These fresh summer tales are sure to get you all hot and bothered.

Jungle Calls by Nicole Gestalt
On their wedding anniversary Samantha and Brian find a slightly different way to cool off.

Drawing a Crowd by Lucy Felthouse
When Samantha eats an ice cream on a tourist boat off the coast of Zante, she drives some of her fellow passengers wild. Years later, she uses her ice cream eating skills to snare herself some hot guys and tests her lips and tongue out on them, too.

Ellis in Wonderland by Angela Sargenti
Josh invites his college roommate, Ellis, down for the weekend to let him meet a young woman he knows and wants to share with Ellis.

More info, excerpt and buy links here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/the-house-of-erotica-summer-scorchers-collection/

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Next up is my second m/m piece (don’t worry, there’s more in the pipeline), Garden of Eden, a BDSM erotic romance. It appears in the HIS: Manlove Edition anthology from Evernight Publishing, coming 15th August:

Strength. Power. Experience. There’s nothing like a man who knows how to get what he wants, both in and out of the bedroom. And these dominant alphas want nothing more than to please and possess the men they love. No kink is too risqué as these men ensure their lovers never want to be anywhere but under their command.

Come and find out how good it feels to be HIS.

Watch this space for buy links, etc, when the book’s released.

More info and excerpt here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/his-manlove-edition/

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On the 23rd August comes my first novel. Sort of. I co-authored it with Lily Harlem, so it’s half mine. Grand Slam is book one in the Raw Talent series – a series of sports romance novels. This book is a BDSM erotic romance, with a hero to die for. We’ll also be doing a blog tour with this book, so keep an eye out for that:

California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed, Travis Connolly, resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.

I’m the best tennis player in the world—officially—so why would I need a damn woman full of psychobabble to get me on form? Despite my irritation, however, I can’t resist pushing Marie Sherratt’s buttons even though doing that shows her the darkest shades of my lust, the parts of me I buried deep. So I set her a challenge, one she rises to, one that has me rising too, and before long my game relies on her calling the shots, hitting the target and bending to my will. One thing was certain, being not just master of the court, but also of Marie is seriously good for my soul.

More info and excerpt here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/grand-slam/

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On the 20th September, my Rubenesque erotic romance novella, Mean Girls, is released. I love this story – it was so much fun to write. And the hero’s a total hunk, too.

Adele Blackthorne is a big girl, a curvy chick. She knows it, and she’s been picked on all her life because of it. But she’s gotten to the stage where she doesn’t care. She may be Rubenesque, but she’s healthy, too. Much healthier than the mean girls at the leisure center that point and stare and say spiteful things about her. Adele rises above it all, and simply enjoys her secretive glances at the center’s hunky lifeguard, Oliver.

As the bullying of Adele becomes worse, Oliver finds it increasingly difficult not to intervene. He doesn’t want to get into trouble with work, but equally he can’t stand to see Adele treated in such a horrible way. Especially since he doesn’t agree that she’s fat and unattractive. He thinks she’s a seriously sexy woman, and would like to get to know her better. Much better.

You can pre-order this from Amazon already! https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/mean-girls/

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As for updates, well, I sold my first novel, Stately Pleasures to Xcite Books. I’ve signed the contract and hopefully it’ll be released towards the end of the year. I’ve also had my short story, Clipped, accepted for publication in Best Bondage Erotica 2014!

Also, Smut Alfresco had an awesome review from Erotica Revealed, where my story was chosen as the favourite. Whoop!

I’m sure there’s more, but I’ve forgotten in the excitement. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, because the very fact I’m excited is excellent 😀

August Alfresco Is Here!

alfrescobannerYay,  it’s my turn for August Alfresco! If you haven’t already joined in on the action, this is basically an opportunity for you to read a bunch of sexy outdoors excerpts from the participating authors’ books. I’m sharing a snippet from my story, Being Free, which appears in Smut Alfresco. Be warned… it’s hot! Once you’ve read it, scroll down to find out more about the giveaways. Good luck!

She exclaimed again as she realised her hand was down her knickers. At some point during her kinky fantasy, she’d forced her fingers under the waistband of her trousers and then her thong, and was now cupping her mound, stroking the short wiry hairs adorning it. Shocked at her subconscious behaviour, she simply stared down at where her wrist disappeared into the black material. Apparently with a life of their own, her fingers delved deeper, pressing into the damp crack of her vulva. A moan escaped her lips as her clit was stimulated.

Moving to touch it properly, Violet was surprised at just how large her bud had grown, particularly as it hadn’t been pleasured yet. All of a sudden, the thought overtook her that she would do just that—pleasure herself. She glanced up and out from under the trees. There weren’t even any civilian citizens around, never mind any belonging to the law. In order to get caught, there would have to be someone to catch her. And there was nobody. Not a single soul, and even if there was, they’d have to be really close to see what she was doing—otherwise the sheeting rain would impair their view of her and what she was doing with her hand in her pants.

She decided to take the risk, minimal as it was. She’d keep an eye out, and if she saw anyone coming, she’d stop what she was doing. It was as simple as that. Relaxing against the tree trunk, she shuffled her feet further apart to give her better access to her pussy. The rough bark of the tree trunk dug into her back, but she didn’t care. Curling her fingers into her channel, she marvelled at how wet and warm it was. And tight, but then that was hardly surprising—it hadn’t been breached by finger, nor sex toy, nor cock for God knows how long. In fact, she wouldn’t have been shocked to find it had healed up altogether!

Pushing deeper, she coated her digits liberally in her juices, before pulling out and smearing them over her eager clitoris. A thrill ran through her at the touch, and her cunt clenched. Closing her eyes in bliss, they then flew open again as she remembered she had to keep them open, so she could see if anyone was coming. Duh.

As it had been so long, she started off slow. Gently circling her clit, she became reacquainted with the long-neglected area, reminding herself how she liked to be touched. Where, how hard, and how fast. She had the hang of it within seconds, but deliberately didn’t push on with the technique, because she wanted to savour the moment. To tease herself to a slow and well-deserved climax.

Phew! *fans self* I hope you enjoyed that smutty outdoor session. Now, without further ado, here are the prize details:

Comment on this post to be in to win one of these fabulous prizes:

  • A Kindle and £50 worth of Total-E-Bound ebooks
  • £50 worth of Xcite ebooks

And be sure to check out all the August Alfresco posts at http://smutalfresco.co.uk and comment on each one to have more chances to win.

All terms and conditions are available at smutalfresco.co.uk and the winners will be announced on the 1st September at the website.

Even better, I’m running my own giveaway for a couple of weeks, and I’d love for you to get in on that, too. Check out the Rafflecopter below for details on how to win. But make sure to leave a comment to be in with a chance of winning the grand prizes. Then head back to Smut Alfresco tomorrow for the next fantastic post!

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Saturday Spankings #8 – #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-467x200I’m excited to be taking part in Saturday Spankings again! This is basically a hop where authors post eight-ish sentences from a spanking book and link back to the other authors taking part. So, here goes, here’s my spanking snippet, which is another one from Meet Me at the Spanish Steps, another story in The Perfect Dom:

Despite this, he’d taken great care to ensure that he was covering different parts of my ass and even the tops of my thighs, so by the time he’d completed the round of punishment—fifteen spanks—the entire area was burning. You could have fried an egg on my ass.

I slumped down a little, resting my forehead on the bed, my chest heaving. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so incredibly horny. My cunt was so ready that I fancied it was gaping, ready to gobble the next cock that came within fucking distance, and my clit ached, almost to the point of pain.

I was on the knife-edge of climax, so when I heard the open and close of a drawer, the tearing of a wrapper, and the snap of rubber, I quickly pushed myself back up on my arms, presenting my reddened ass to him once more. William stroked his finger along my vulva, and finding me soaked, bothered with no further foreplay. With one hand he aimed his cockhead at my entrance, and with the other he gripped my ass cheek.

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can grab the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…