New Release: Coming Together With Curves

by | May 9, 2013 | | 0 Comments

If you swung by yesterday, you probably already know that Coming Together With Curves is out. If you did, I’m telling you again… I’m just that excited! If you have no idea what I’m going on about, read on…

Curvy girls and the men (and women!) that love them is the theme of this charity anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From Zumba classes to Burlesque dancers, all kinds of big and beautiful women are portrayed between the pages of this book. Read about birthday surprises, smut at the gym, horse riders, lusty couples, naughty neighbours, skilled bakers, rope bondage and misunderstandings from some of erotica’s best authors.

Sales proceeds benefit Parkinson’s UK.

Contents: Six Lengths of Red Hemp (Tilly Hunter), Cross Trainer Number Four (Lily Harlem), Bella Buxom, Just Squeeze Me (JoAnne Kenrick), Captivated (Elizabeth Lapthorne), Red Rag to a Bull (Victoria Blisse), Girl Next Door (Bella Blake), Lush Buns (Sommer Marsden), The Big Reveal (Giselle Renarde), The Wrong End of the Stick (Lucy Felthouse), Riding School (Bella Blake), Flesh For Fantasy (Lexie Bay).

There’s more info, an excerpt and buy links here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/coming-together-with-curves/

Add this awesome anthology to your Goodreads shelves.

Hump Day Hook No. 12 #HDH

by | May 8, 2013 | | 8 Comments

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. This week, I’m sharing a snippet from my story The Wrong End of the Stick, which appears in the newly released erotic anthology, Coming Together with Curves.

Bonnie stifled a sigh. He was doing it again. Staring at her, as he had been every day that week. She was on a fortnight’s training course through work. She was the only one from her office who’d been sent. As a result, she knew no one and ended up sitting alone in the college’s cafeteria at lunchtimes. She’d had a couple of invites from kindly people also on her course, but she’d turned them down. It wasn’t that she was being rude or anti-social, she just hated people to see her eat. She was a big girl—that was putting it politely—and when people saw her eat, she could feel the judgment rolling off them in waves, the thoughts that she was fat because she ate so much.

Want more? Of course you do! Here’s the page  for Coming Together with Curves. And click here to go and visit the rest of the Hump Day Hook gang. Leave us comments about our pieces – we love it! 🙂

Happy Reading x

Sunday Snog – Coming Together with Curves

by | May 5, 2013 | | 1 Comment

Sunday Snog

Coming Together with CurvesHere’s a luscious snog from my story The Wrong End of the Stick, which appears in Coming Together with Curves, which will hopefully be on digital shelves very, very soon. It’s a charity anthology edited by myself and Victoria Blisse, and I’m delighted to be part of such a worthy project.

Wordlessly, she did as he said, shifting into the space between his parted legs. He was much taller than her—most people were, actually—so now he was sitting down, they were a similar height.

He slipped his arms around her, pulling her closer. She took the hint and went eagerly into his embrace, putting her own arms around his neck and leaning down just a little to kiss him. By the time their lips met, his were already parted, and, after a couple of seconds of relatively chaste kissing, they quickly moved into something altogether more needy, more passionate. They continued until they were breathless, pulling away to suck in some necessary air.

“Fuck, Bonnie,” Owen said, “I want you. Bad.”

“Mmm-hmm,” she replied, pulling away and kicking off her own shoes, then bending to tug off her socks. Then she met Owen’s eyes. He was studying her carefully, his eyelids hooded, his gaze laden with intent.

“Take off your clothes, sweetheart,” he said.

“Oh, um… can we do it with the lights off?” She hated herself for saying it, but she was pretty sure that even if she was skinny, she’d find it difficult to strip off with confidence.

Owen sighed. “Yes, if you want. But I’m only agreeing to make you happy. I think you’re beautiful and I want to see you naked. I’ll just have to use my hands to explore your body instead of my eyes, won’t I?”

Bonnie gulped. She desperately wanted his hands on her—the growing warmth between her legs was a testament to that. Moving to flick off the light, she started tugging off her clothes as soon as the room was plunged into darkness. She could hear rustling from the direction of her bed, so she knew Owen was doing the same.


There’s more information on this fab anthology here. You can add it to your Goodreads shelves, too.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

Hump Day Hook No. 6 #HDH

by | Mar 20, 2013 | | 13 Comments

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. This week, I’m sharing a snippet from Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills, a rubenesque mini-anthology, containing two stories each from myself and Victoria Blisse.

When my boyfriend Chris commented on how hot he thought I’d look in a corset, I almost wet myself laughing. It’s not that I have low self-esteem – I don’t – it’s just that I’ve always felt that corsets were for skinny girls. Or at least girls with a little less ‘up top’ than me. I have large breasts – huge, in fact – and I struggle to get pretty bras to fit me, let alone sexy corsets.

Want more? Of course you do! Click here to find out more about Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills. And click here to go and visit the rest of the Hump Day Hook gang. Leave us comments about our pieces – we love it! 🙂

Happy Reading x

Sunday Snog – Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills

by | Mar 17, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Sunday Snog

Flesh Spills and Secret ThrillsHere’s a snog-tastic snippet from Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills, which appears in the anthology of the same name, containing two stories each from myself and Victoria Blisse.

As he started to move inside me he looked down at my tits, which were bouncing and wobbling with every thrust. Grinning widely, he pressed his tongue into the enormous cleavage the corset had created and left a wet trail of saliva on my heated skin, before capturing my lips in a kiss. His tongue forced its way into my mouth and slid sensuously against mine as his hips moved rhythmically, stroking his cock against the sweet spot inside my pussy.

 

I thrust both my tongue and my hips to meet his, feeling the delicious tingling feeling in my abdomen that meant I was going to come soon. As he picked up his pace, I knew Chris wasn’t far away from his own climax, and I grasped his buttocks in my hands, pulling him deeper and deeper inside me.

 

Instinctively, he knew what I wanted and pumped faster still, his pubic bone grinding against mine and mashing my clit between our bodies. As he grew closer to coming, Chris’ gaze raked my face and chest once more and he caught his bottom lip between his teeth and closed his eyes. He came with a series of jerking thrusts and random expletives, which sent me spiralling into my own violent climax.

 

We grunted and gasped, writhing and clinging to one another as my cunt wrung every last drop of spunk from his spurting cock. Finally we lay still, and Chris’ head dropped to the considerable rack spilling from the top of my corset. He pushed his head against me in a cat-like fashion, and I stroked his damp hair as we relaxed into post-orgasmic bliss.


You can get your hands on Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

House of Erotica House Party

by | Nov 5, 2012 | | 0 Comments

House of Erotica House PartyAs part of the House of Erotica House Party, I’m going to dish the dirt on my single-author collection, We Love Lucy. Here’s the blurb:

House of Erotica brings you a thrilling collection of Lucy Felthouse’s best erotic fiction. From BDSM, M/F to F/F, this extensive range of exciting stories will leave you desperately wanting to read on…

Stories included: While The Boys Are Away, Beside The Seaside, The Inner Circle, Susie White and the Right Hand Man, Punish Me Good, Trophy Boyfriend, On the Prowl, A Stroke of Peach, Double Vision, Miri on the Wall.

There really is something in this collection for everyone. While the Boys Are Away, Beside the Seaside and The Inner Circle are all hot lesbian tales. Susie White and the Right Hand Man is a sensual fairy tale. Punish Me Good and Trophy Boyfriend are kinky fem-dom stories. On The Prowl is a saucy ménage.  Double Vision is a military erotic story. And finally, Miri on the Wall is rubenesque.

And here’s a sexy excerpt from While the Boys Are Away:

“C’mon,” said Amelia. “Let’s go get showered while the boys are doing their cavemen piece.”

Gemma giggled. Her boyfriend Rob and Amelia’s bloke Tony were hunkered over the barbeque, desperately trying to get it to light. The breeze wasn’t helping, and the boys were getting increasingly irritable. It was time to make a hasty retreat before they started beating their chests.

The girls dashed into their respective tents and grabbed their stuff. As they started walking across the campsite to the shower block, Amelia said quietly, “I don’t know why we can’t just go to the pub, like normal people.”

“Heard that!” yelled Rob, glowering at them both. The girls scurried quickly away, not wanting to incite any more of the boys’ wrath.

Pulling the door shut behind them, Amelia remarked, “Ahh, it’s lovely and warm in here. Ya can’t beat a heated toilet block.”

“Too true,” responded Gemma, moving over to the sinks to put her things down. She looked around, checking that they were alone.

“Now, let’s get you out of those wet clothes.”

“Wha—” before she could ask the question, Gemma had depressed the tap, filled her hands with water, and thrown it at Amelia.

“You bitch!” Amelia squealed, running over to Gemma. She began to tickle her, knowing the other girl would be helpless with giggles in a matter of seconds.

As she tried to block Amelia’s onslaught, Gemma sucked in a breath and gasped, “I thought we were going for a shower.”

Relenting, Amelia said, “You’re right. We were.”

Dropping a kiss on Gemma’s tousled head, she grabbed their stuff and headed for the biggest shower cubicle. Her lover followed, almost recovered from her giggling fit. Sliding the lock home, Gemma turned, only to see that Amelia was already stripping.

“Eager, aren’t we?” Gemma said, a smirk pulling at the corners of her mouth.

“Shut up and get undressed,” Amelia responded, grinning at her. “We can’t be too long, or the boys’ll send a search party. Remember last time?”

Gemma laughed as she thought about the last time they’d come camping. The girls had been making love in the shower when they heard a knock at the door and a childish voice call out their names. It turned out that Rob and Tony had sent the little girl from the pitch next door to see if they were okay. Little Amy was very confused when both girls emerged from the same cubicle, and they’d had to come up with some lame excuse about Amelia having tangled her hair in her necklace.

Luckily, Amy had been young and naive enough to swallow their excuse. The boys had never been any the wiser. Still, they didn’t want to take any chances, especially since it could be the campsite warden knocking on the door next time, and they’d have to come up with a watertight excuse to fool an adult.

Kicking off her shoes, Gemma undressed. All the while she watched Amelia, whose nipples, despite the heat in the room, were hardening. Gemma expected it was due more to arousal than the temperature.

Reaching out a hand, Amelia switched on the shower then ducked back quickly. The water pounded down into the tray, and seconds later steam started to fill the air. Amelia tested the heat and, satisfied, stepped in. Gemma quickly joined her, but not before retrieving her bottles of shampoo and shower gel from her bag.

Dropping the containers onto the shelf behind her girlfriend, Gemma happily let herself step into Amelia’s embrace. They stood there for a few seconds, not moving, letting the water pummel and heat their skin.

Check out the buy links for this collection here.

Other House of Erotica titles I have published are: On the Prowl, Punish Me Good, While the Boys Are Away, Susie White and the Right Hand Man, Smut in the City, Smut by the Sea, Uniform Behaviour, Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills and Absolute Valentines.

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