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Have you heard of EC For Men? Ellora's Cave has an Imprint that is driven with Men in mind. This is how they explain their line: 

Great stories and hot sex the way men like it, with less emphasis on emotional attachment and more on sexual adventure. In EC for Men stories, men’s needs, desires and fantasies take center stage.

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Check out this new title just released August 2nd by Lucy Felthouse.

A Taste of Paris by Lucy Felthouse

Book two of the A Taste Of… series

Ryan Stonebridge and his friend Kristian Hurst are traveling on their year off before going to University.

Unfortunately, Kristian has been called back home due to a family emergency. Ryan continues on to Paris alone, hoping his friend will join him again soon.

In the meantime, Ryan’s lucky streak with women continues, and by the time Kristian makes it to Paris, Ryan’s bumper box of condoms is depleting rapidly. However, there are more than enough women to go around, and Kristian intends to have some sexy fun of his own, and when the boys get a chance to play with two sexy ladies at once, they certainly aren’t going to turn it down.

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~ Excerpt ~ 

Ryan could hardly believe his luck. After a sex-packed day and a bit in London, he was now being propositioned by a sexy older woman on the Eurostar. The Paris-bound train had just started moving and it seemed the woman wanted to spend at least some of the two-and-a quarter-hour journey to the French capital fucking him in the toilet.

He shook his head disbelievingly. Then, after making sure no one had witnessed their exchange—when she’d given him the come-on—he slipped from his seat and made his way as nonchalantly as possible in the direction the woman had gone. He quickly found her, standing in the area between carriages that also housed the public conveniences.

She looked around, ensuring no one could see through the glass doors at the ends of the carriages to either side of them, pulled open the toilet door and dragged him inside.

Ryan barely had time to catch a breath before she’d locked the door, slammed him against it and molded her lips to his. She tasted of expensive champagne—she’d probably been indulging in St. Pancras station’s champagne bar—and it suddenly made him very aware that, although she’d started their sexy rendezvous, he was most likely taking advantage of an inebriated woman. He twisted his head away.

“Hey,” he said, grasping her arms and pushing her gently away from him. “Don’t get me wrong, you’re gorgeous and very, very sexy, but you’ve been drinking. I don’t want you to do something you might regret later.”

The woman laughed, long and loud, and Ryan worried that someone might have heard her and wonder why on earth there was a woman laughing to herself in the train toilets. The last thing he wanted was to open the door and find a pissed-off member of staff waiting there. There was no excuse for two adults being in a locked cubicle together that anyone would believe.

Clapping her hand over her mouth, the woman suppressed her mirth, then finally spoke. “Yes, gorgeous blond one.” Her French accent surprised him—he’d thought she was a tourist heading to Paris. “I have been drinking champagne. But only a glass. I’m certainly not drunk.”

With that, she pounced on him once more, and Ryan decided not to resist any longer. They were both consenting adults and he had protection in his pocket—so where was the harm in indulging their baser instincts? His cock definitely didn’t see any further reason for delay as it filled with blood and pressed against the crotch of his jeans.

He pushed his fingers into her thick black hair and pulled her more tightly to him, deepening their kiss. She was eager and, judging by the way she was rocking her hips against him, incredibly horny. He held out for as long as he could, exploring her mouth with his tongue, nibbling at her plump lower lip and pulling her hair to expose her white throat. Before long, though, the pants and tiny mewls coming from the woman’s mouth pushed him to the point of no return. His cock was all but bursting from his jeans and he really needed to be inside this woman’s pussy.

About the Author ~ 

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over seventy 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

42 Sexy Adventures! Come see what it's all about.

Since June is national LGBT month I figured why not feature a  few books and authors who write it!

The Mammoth Book of Lesbian Erotic Stories, edited by Barbara Cardy

Seriously hot lesbian erotica from the top writers in the field – Olivia London, Lynn Lake, Catherine Lundoff, Eva Hore, Kannan Feng and Lucy Felthouse to name just a few. There are no fewer than 42 superbly-written stories in this bumper collection. 

• Chloe wasn’t the least bit worried about her job performance evaluation – sure, she was the bottom performer in terms of sales, but as she put it, ‘What a spankingly fine bottom it is!’

• Wanting to get away from sexual temptation Natalie takes a job teaching exercise in a health hydro but fellow instructor Jade introduces her to some delicious extra-curricular activity . . . 

• While Little Lucy was licking her out in their shared cell, one of the top dogs was planning her fight with the Dragon Lady, but losing would mean a total humiliation in front of all the prison’s bottom feeders. 

• Tanya’s a shy girl, but her girlfriend knows exactly what shy girls need and she’s willing to use some very unfair tactics to get her way. 

• Emma was no stranger to BDSM, but being kidnapped by an unknown number of strangers was too much. 

• Rose is the perfect desperate housewife – rich, pampered and bored! She’s given a thrill when a young sales assistant does more than measure her inner thigh – she spreads them wide. 

• Amanda is a prim and proper librarian who fills her days stacking books and her evenings playing with herself under her desk. 

• Little Kaylee seeks an older woman’s advice about her recent love troubles, but the sensitive talk session soon becomes a show and tell.

Contents

BEWARE GREEKS BARING GIFTS by Vav Garnek STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE by Olivia London

MEN! by Dominique James

INSTRUCTION by Courtney James

GOING SOLO by Alex Severn 

COMING IN THREES by R. Mary Esade

ELEVATOR ECSTASY by Julia Jones

POMEGRANATES by Olivia London

MISS LAWRENCE by Alex Severn

THE FULL GYM EXPERIENCE by Lynn Lake

THE INNER CIRCLE by Lucy Felthouse

DRAGON by Lucinda Coombes

BOTTOM PERFORMER by Lynn Lake

LADIES WHO LUNCH by Catherine Lundoff

THE LEGACY OF LEGWARMERS by R. Mary Esade

SWEET DISCIPLINE by Jay Lawrence

ROLE-PLAY REVERSAL by Chris Westlake

HOLY MATRIMONY by Chloe Ramsay

WOMEN’S TOP FANTASIES by Dominique James

SERVING SARA by Angel Propps

SHY GIRL by Kannan Feng

THE CHASE by Chris Westlake

FIRST NIGHT ON A WATERBED by Giselle Renarde

HEN DAY by Eva Hore

KIDNAP LOVER by Dominique James

SEX SHOP DEAL OF THE DAY by Chris Westlake

MUSE by Maggie Morton

READING BETWEEN THE THIGHS by Chris Westlake

MOTEL HUSTLE by Lynn Lake

SHUSH by Kannan Feng

BLACKOUT by Giselle Renarde

A FIST FULL OF FUN by Dominique James

ADDICTED TO LUST by Chris Westlake

HAIR TODAY, COME TOMORROW by Dominique James

TISHA AND NARINE’S AFTER-HOURS FETISH PARTY by Giselle Renarde

THE GO-TO GIRL by Courtney James

FORBIDDEN TOUCHES by Chris Westlake

PAINT IT RED by Kannan Feng

CORE PLEASURE by Elizabeth Coldwell

GAUGE by Sommer Marsden

LET ME DEMONSTRATE by Lynn Lake

SEDUCING YOUR PEN FRIEND by Dominique James

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*****

Excerpt:

Adele peered out of her front window. Yes, there they were again. Donna and Josie, linking arms and chatting away. Just a few short weeks ago, Adele would have been part of that conversation. But now, inexplicably, it seemed she was no longer in the inner circle. The two women had scaled back their invites for afternoon tea, their book club meetings weren’t so frequent and Adele felt as though she was being deliberately excluded. And she had no idea why. There’d been no falling out, no cross words, nothing.

Adele decided she wasn’t going to take it any more. If she was going to be ignored and left out, she at least wanted to know why.

Watching the pair head into Josie’s house across the street without so much as a glance in the direction of her house, Adele drew away from the window.

Hurrying, so as to not lose her nerve, Adele slipped on her sandals, left the house and pulled the front door shut behind her. She walked across the quiet street. It was a cul-de-sac, so there was no thru-traffic; and, it being the middle of the day, most people were at work, including the husbands of herself and the other two women. The lack of other company during the day was what had originally brought the three women together, but now it seemed Adele was surplus to requirements. Blinking back angry tears, Adele stomped across to Josie’s house, ready for a confrontation.

Once she got closer, however, she noticed something amiss. Despite the time of day, the living room blinds were closed. The sun wasn’t even at this side of the house yet, so that wasn’t the reason. Intrigued, Adele crept closer. Lots of wild thoughts began to run through her head. They were obviously up to something they wanted to keep secret. But what? Extra-marital activity? Criminal activity? Or worse?

Determined to get answers, Adele walked right up to the window. The ladies obviously hadn’t been too careful when they’d drawn the blinds. One of the slats had caught on something on the window sill and it wasn’t quite flush to the others, creating a gap. A gap perfect for peering through. Begging to be peered through.

Never one to pass up an opportunity, Adele gingerly peeked through the hole, half expecting one of the girls to be looking back, glaring angrily at the intrusion. She needn’t have worried. There was nobody there. Not right by the window, anyway. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, Adele could make out shapes moving in the room, over by the sofa.

On the sofa, she realised, as her brain caught up with what her eyes were seeing. There were two people on the couch, and they were…

*****

Barbara Cardy originally trained in art, design and construction, before moving through a variety of careers. To date, she has edited twenty-seven anthologies of various kinds. She lives in Kent with her two boys.

Off The Beaten Track ~ Lucy Felthouse ~ Review by Phuong

Title: Off the Beaten Track

Author :Lucy Felthouse

Release date: 5/23/12

Publisher: Resplendence Publishing

Length: Short Story

Genre: Contemporary Erotic

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When workaholic Libby Strong's friends and family make her take a long overdue holiday, she's not impressed. A week of lounging by a swimming pool and doing nothing is not her idea of fun. In an act of rebellion, she books a day trip, touring in a jeep. When her guide arrives, Libby's astonished to discover she's the only patron going on the trip. But as hunky Demetrio takes her off the beaten track and deep into the beautiful Portuguese countryside, she soon leaves her worries behind and hangs on tight for the ride of her life.

             Review - Off the Beaten Track by Lucy Felthouse

I wanted to read a very quick, hot short story from an author I knew I would enjoy and she did not disappoint.

 I could so relate to the character of Libby, a workaholic who has no personal life and is forced to go on a vacation that's planned by her friends and family. In Portugal, she meets her sexy tour guide, Demetrio and finds out she'll be getting her own personal jeep tour of the sceneries. I liked Demetrio who was such a gentleman by opening jeep doors and what woman wouldn't be attracted to that? *winks* 

The chemistry between them was great and the spontaneous sex was sizzling. Readers will get a fun and satisfying read within these 19 pages by Lucy Felthouse. 

Lucy Felthouse ~ Ditched ~ Review

  

Are you ever just in the mood for a quickie? Well here you go...


 
Title: Ditched
Author:  Lucy Felthouse
Publisher: Resplendence Publishing
Release Date: September 19, 2012
Length: 22 Pages

  
Private Damien Stone is living in a nightmare. He's out on exercise on Salisbury Plain with Lance Corporal Michael Scott—who also happens to be a huge pain in the arse. He's a teacher's pet who seems to delight in bossing Stone around. But that's not the real reason Stone appears to dislike him so much. It's because Stone—who's bisexual—is seriously attracted to his superior, but he can't do anything about it, because Scott is straight. Or is he?

Review~ 

I just finished reading another m/m erotic story; this time it's a short one titled Ditched by author Lucy Felthouse. I believe this is her first m/m she's written and it is a quick, fun read with hot sex between two military guys...Lance Corporal Michael Scott and Private Damien Stone.  Stone has had a difficult time taking orders from his superior, Scott due to his attraction to him. While waiting for the chopper to come pick them up, they discover their lust for one another and engage in some hot sex in a ditch. It was fast paced and so hot that it even had me panting. I would have loved for this story to be longer to see how this could have developed into an actual relationship. All in all, I enjoyed this short story which satisfied my reading habit.

IT"S FREE- Off The Shelf by Lucy Felthouse

Off the Shelf 

An Erotic Romance Novella

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Yes, you heard right! Lucy Felthouse's erotic romance novella, Off the Shelf, is FREE on Amazon for a limited time. 

From 11^th – 15^th July ONLY, you will be able to download this hot erotic romance to your Kindle without spending a penny.

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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.

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*****

Lucy is a graduate of the University of Derby, where she studied Creative Writing. During her first year, she was dared to write an erotic story - so she did. It went down a storm and she's never looked back. Lucy has had stories published by Cleis Press, Constable and Robinson, Decadent Publishing, Evernight Publishing, House of Erotica, Noble Romance, Ravenous Romance, Resplendence Publishing, Summerhouse Publishing, Sweetmeats Press and Xcite Books. She is also the editor of Uniform Behaviour, Seducing the Myth, Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City. 

Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. 

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How Keith Brighouse got his story and characters

How I Got My Story And Characters

I was going to write a rather complex and intellectual article about creating a range of characters for my story The Peep Show. A sort of pseuds guide to character development  but after several aborted attempts it seemed sensible and wise to just to tell a story about how I found my characters because, the truth is, I didn’t create them, they existed and I only had to find them, or at least, stumble across them. They existed in the world ready-formed, waiting to be kidnapped by an unscrupulous story teller. The basis of the story is also usurped from life, and all I had left to do was muse over a drink and fill in the details, which was no cross to bear on my part. My two leading ladies were both of the nature any red-blooded male would love to contemplate.

I was instructing a group of recidivist offenders in an art group while working for the probation service.  It was the wisdom at the time that encouraging offenders to be creative would somehow rehabilitate them, though those of us at the sharp end were not as confident as the theorists. My experience of offenders was that they were already creative, but in a very subversive way and saw subverting the intention of the program they were on, as a form of sport.  The character who became Lucien in my story was in such a group and was determined to bring the subject of sex into every conversation, both because it was apparently the only thing he was interested in, and because sex as a subject was pretty much a no-go area because of the inevitable sexist content of such conversation and the politically correct nature of the probation service. It was pretty well nigh on impossible to make sex a taboo subject for the simple reason that once you banned the subject, it would raise its head through metaphor and innuendo.

            It was while objecting to a conversation of a sexual nature, Lucien--I will refer to the real life character who became Lucien as Lucien--brought up the hypocrisy of the ‘bourgeois tyranny’, his term, that they (offenders) were subjected to. I made the mistake of asking him, what hypocrisy? He then proceeded to tell me why he was there, which was for a series of offences for keeping a disorderly house and living off immoral earnings, offences which were widely used to clamp down on the sex industry. Lucien told us about his brother’s peep show and a leading politician who frequented it. I was skeptical, not because I am naïve about politicians, but because I just couldn’t see this particular politician being so brazen as to frequent a peep show in what was more or less the centre of the West End of London. Still, Lucien insisted on telling the group his tale.

            It was a while after I had stopped working for the probation service and I was in the West End looking for some secondhand art books down Charing Cross Road, I decided to take a walk down some a side street for no other reason than I fancied a stroll and wanted to see what there was to discover. Someone shouted my name, I looked around and saw no one and was about to carry on when I heard my name being shouted again. There in a nondescript doorway that you would struggle to find, even if you were looking for it, stood Lucien wearing a big sleazy grin, which was almost his permanent countenance. The doorway did have a small neon sign over it, but being in the day, it wasn’t luminous enough to attract attention. I walked over to greet Lucien and ask him how he was getting on. It was then he invited me inside and what I found became the foundation of my story The Peep Show.

Lucien led me through a claustrophobic sex shop that felt more 70s than end of the 90s, which was when this meeting took place. We went through some curtains at the back and along a corridor full of men spying through peep holes. One or two looked distinctly like they were surreptitiously masturbating. I did my best to ignore them but noticed a strong smell of semen. I followed Lucien through a door at the end of the corridor of cubicles and up a flight of stairs to a grubby office. He invited me to sit down and poured me a whiskey and was not just telling me about his brother’s business, which he managed but couldn’t resist bragging about his conquests he had had in that particular office. I moved the conversation onto the story he told about a leading politician (who he named) who frequented his establishment, which was only a brisk walk from Parliament. He boasted quite a few well known people were clients, but it was good business to allow them to remain anonymous.

It was then that the character who became Sharon came into the office. She was wearing a cheap Japanese type kimono revealing the shape of her full curves the garment was supposed to hide. She had a quick exchange with Lucien in her whinny East London accent and was about to leave when Lucien asked her to validate his story about the leading politician frequenting the place. She laughed and turned to me, “oh yes,” she said, “this was his second home, he couldn’t get enough but then, they’re all the same aren’t they (politicians).” She left us alone and I finished my drink with Lucien and said my goodbyes. He asked me to come again and I told him I would, knowing I wouldn’t. However, as I walked back into the daylight, The Peep Show was already formulating in my head but I was aware there was a character missing, a character who would be the catalyst.

 

The missing character would eventually be a young art student who I got to know when I had a studio in East London and used to frequent a pub that was popular with artists by London Fields. Late in the evening there was the usual gang of us having a drink and chatting about this and that when I noticed this new face in the group. She was dating a friend who was more than twice her age and he appeared to be a somewhat paternalistic figure in their relationship. Like the Olivia character in The Peep Show, she was from an affluent middle-class background and had been praised to the hilt by her parents and teachers, only to find out she couldn’t hack art college. She just wasn’t creative enough and couldn’t cope with the competition and criticism of her peers and the indifference of the lecturers.

It was quite a few years before I would put these characters into a story, even though in my head, there is a whole range of stories they inhabit, Lucien and Sharon in particular. The peep show seemed to be their world, the place where they were comfortable and the dramas of their small lives play out. It is a world in which they are, if not happy prisoners, then prisoners who are contented with their lot, which was the impression I got from my impromptu visit to the peep show. It is now a world that inhabits my head and where Lucien and Sharon really do exist and play out a whole series of dramas which my imagination ignites.

*****

Blurb:

London's backstreet "peep show" acts as a crossroads for four fascinating people: Lucien, the misogynistic and perverse owner who takes advantage of his sexy employees every chance he can get; gorgeous, young Olivia, who performs in the peep show as a way of rebelling against her strict upbringing; Sharon, the curvy and lusty career stripper; and George, a politician at the end of his game who seeks a diversion at the peep show from his miserable marriage and career, and comes out with more than he bargained for. The story unfolds as the characters clash together and come apart, and come together again. In the end, for each of them, sex is both the problem and the solution.

Buy links: OC Press or Amazon US or Amazon UK

*****
Author bio:

Keith Brighouse was born in Liverpool, England, in 1955 and grew up in a coal mining village in Yorkshire from the age of four. On leaving school he traveled widely, working in many countries, mostly employed in menial jobs, fitting in his art education along the way, which all gave him an education in life. He also worked in the probation service for a time, offenders being an important source of many of his ideas and caused him to question many mainstream values. He now devotes his time to art and writing poetry, dividing his time between Rotterdam and Berlin. Writing prose is a new venture.

Find him at: Website and Facebook and Blog