Hot Stuff, Comin’ Through!

First of all, Happy LGBT History Month! I just love the Outfest activities that happen all over Philly in October. It’s a time to partake of pumpkin-flavored everything, and to thank your lucky stars and Fairy Gaymother that the closet is slowly, but surely, shrinking! It’s also a time to think back on those who sacrificed everything — up to, and including their lives — for what we have today. There’s still a long way to go, but hell, we’re not at Stonewall anymore and that’s a huge fucking plus. /soapbox 😉

So! We’ve got some exciting stuff happening over here in Lula Land! Where to start? Well, this past week I recorded an interview with the gorgeous and brilliant Dr. Timaree for her podcast which will be going up live soon. You’ll hear me answer questions, and read some excerpts from three of my stories! Is this perhaps a hint that audiobooks, as read by the author, may be soon forthcumming forthcoming? Well, take a wild guess, baby. 😉

I’ve been gearing up for NaNoWriMo, drawing up an outline for my first full-length novel! November’s going to be crazy, I can tell, but a good kind of crazy like when you mix caffeine and vodka and dance your ass off at the gay club, not the bad kind like “I’m hungry let’s get all stabby-stab on ol’ great-gramma for pizza money.” (I wish I were making that up.) Anyhoozles… it will be an epic time travel lesbian romance, set in modern and post-Revolutionary Philadelphia, and inspired by a personal brush I had with a ghost of sorts in this amazingly historic city. There will be hot sex, but also lots of intrigue and an amazing, thriller plot with some great twists! You’ll cum come cum for the lesbians and stay for the plot, I promise. So… I’m thinking about keeping a running log of it up on Smashwords so that my readers can check it out, nearly real-time, as I race towards 50,000 words next month! Not sure yet though, what do you think?

Doubled: An Erotic Science Fiction Novelette is now off exclusivity at Amazon, and is available at Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, and other retailers! Go get ‘er, tiger!

And finally, I’ve published a new short story! I have to say, this might just be the kinkiest, most risque story I’ve done to date, and that’s really saying something. It’s a new series I’m doing called Forbidden Firsts; whether it will follow the same characters or not is something I’m still mulling over. Check out the cover, blurb, and an excerpt below. It’s live at Smashwords right now, and will be is now live at Barnes and Noble, Kobo, Amazon, and other sites in the next few days. Those other sites take a while to go live, while Smashwords is instantaneous, so that’s why — in case you’re curious.

Blurb:

Judy’s an old friend of Colette’s family, and has a graduation surprise for her step-niece… her first lesbian threesome! What will Colette do when faced with Judy and her girlfriend, Moira– two older, experienced dominant lesbians? The former Catholic schoolgirl had better submit to their devious scheme, or face the consequences… all while her adopted older sister secretly watches! Adults only!

Excerpt:

“Well,” Judy said slyly, “I’d like to know a few things. Now, answer me truthfully: have you ever been with a man?”

Colette’s jaw dropped; she was taken aback by her step-aunt’s suddenly blunt question. Colette had made out with a few boys here and there, but having just graduated from a strict all-girls’ Catholic high school, she just hadn’t had much opportunity to meet many. With other girls, though… that was another story. She was too shy to let her aunt know everything about what she’d done with them, even though she knew Judy was a lesbian.

“Um… what?”

“You heard me. Have you ever been with a man?” Judy’s tone deflated any further attempts at deflection.

“N— no, Aunt Judy, unless you mean some kissing and light petting. But I’ve never touched a boy’s— well, you know.”

Judy made a noise of approval, a smile playing on her rose-painted lips. “So you’re a virgin, then?”

Colette blushed. She knew her aunt was something of a black sheep, so she’d always felt comfortable telling Judy her most intimate secrets — but for some reason it was different now. She felt a little strange, but tried to ignore the burgeoning little flutter inside her panties.

“Y— yes, Aunt Judy.” She felt her face grow hotter as the two older women held her in their stern gazes; she felt like a small rabbit, cornered by two big cats.

“And have you been with other girls your age? Or maybe even women… a little older?” Moira asked, her low, smoky voice redolent of cigarettes and brandy. She toyed with a heavy gold chain at her neck, her dark eyes never leaving the younger girl’s face. Colette dropped her gaze to the floor. If Aunt Judy had been alone, she wouldn’t feel quite so uncomfortable disclosing everything she’d done in the dormitories at school, but Moira was nearly a stranger to her, and Colette felt uncharacteristically reticent. The silence dragged on, color staining Colette’s cheeks a darker and darker pink as the moments ticked by.

“Well? Answer Moira, my dear!” Judy snapped, her voice ringing with a more commanding tone than Colette had ever heard her favorite aunt use.

“I— well, yes, Aunt Judy, I’ve been with a few other girls,” she admitted reluctantly. “Mostly in the dorms in senior year, after lights out, but sometimes in other places too. We were horny, just turned eighteen, and there weren’t any boys around at our school. I mean, what else were we supposed to do? I had a lot of fun this past year. One time, I even snuck out to go to an amateur night at a strip club! I’m pretty proud to say that I won second place, $250!”

Judy raised an eyebrow. “That must have been some performance. Does your mother know about any of this?”

Colette looked horrified. “God, no! I think she’d disown me! You know how she feels about that kind of stuff!” Judy only smiled in response.

“I think I speak for both Judy and myself in that I’m very curious to see the sort of routine you did to win that money, my dear,” Moira said deviously, eyes slitted. Colette’s heart pounded, and her stomach dropped. She knew she was dripping wet, confessing all this, but stripping for her aunt and her aunt’s friend? That was going too far!

“I— I couldn’t possibly!” She stammered, flustered. Moira’s amused smile grew cold.

“I think you can, and will, if you don’t want your mother to find out what a little whore you’ve been! And right under all the nuns’ noses, no less.”

Read more here!

My Interview on Wholesome Addiction!

I was recently interviewed on the awesome podcast Wholesome Addiction, episode 32. I had a lot of fun with the guys, and I’m really looking forward to next time! I recommend checking out the whole program, but if you’d like to go right to the juicy parts with yours truly, click here.

Wholesome Addiction Thinks I’m Hot… and the Feeling is Mutual!

So here’s a pretty awesome and inspiring counterargument to those who assert that Twitter is just an echochamber with no useful returns for authors.

I check Twitter a couple times a week or so, and the other day I noticed I’d been tagged by Wholesome Addiction, a podcast about sex, porn, and erotica which I hadn’t heard of before. I was a little flabbergasted, because they hadn’t contacted me that they’d be talking about my story, Wolf Moon: Redd’s First Ride, and I had no idea this was happening. Apparently, they’d just found me on Twitter and thought my work looked interesting. They bought some of it on Smashwords, and that was that — lust at first read! Hey, I aim to please, and I’ve never been accused of being an underachiever by any means.

Anyway, I took a listen to the episode and I was really humbled and flattered. They had a lot of great things to say, and from their feedback I really feel that I accomplished what I set out to do when I wrote it — to create an interesting alternate universe filled with hot sex, intrigue, and a plot that leaves you wanting more. Redd’s First Ride is part one in a four-part serial, with the other three parts arriving later this year. Once all is said and done, it will total 40-50,000 words and will be released as a set.

Here’s the segment: Wholesome Addiction Cast 28 Clip: Lula Lisbon

I’ve got to say, these guys are funny, interesting, and love sex as much as I do! Well, almost — I’m pretty insatiable, just ask one of my ladyfriends! 😉 I want to thank them effusively for finding and featuring me. I’m really honored that they chose to do this segment on my writing. I look forward to future collaborations — which might just be in the works as we speak…

Click here to download the full episode.

Follow @WholesomeAddict

Why Amazon Has Lost My Links

I’m sick of Amazon Kindle Direct Publishing. There, I said it.

It’s not because I don’t make money there. I do. But they have this absolutely awful return policy which, in my mind, is so easily exploitable that I’ve changed all my website links to point to my titles at Kobo instead. The only exception to this is my title, Doubled, which is currently in the KDP Select program through September.

Now I get the whole “customer is always right” deal, I do. But people will buy titles and return them, and there is no feedback. Is there a problem with my formatting? Did they just not like it? Are they pirating my work, then returning to get their money back? I get zero feedback about returns, and so if there is a physical problem, I can’t know if I need to fix it! I want my customers to be happy (in fact, more than happy, if you catch my drift), but how am I supposed to fulfill that if I don’t know what the problem is? Or even if there’s a problem on my end at all?

Amazon obviously doesn’t give a crap about indie publishers, even though there are hundreds of us at the tops of the rating charts. We are making them no small amount of money, but the little guys apparently don’t matter. They seriously need to revise their return policy to something beneficial to both customers and content providers.

Until then, I’ll be happily selling way more at Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Smashwords, iTunes, Rainbow eBooks, and other distributors.

My Interview & Reviews on BDSM Book Reviews + 3 Chances to Win!

I was recently interviewed on BDSM Book Reviews! If you leave a comment, you’ll be entered to win one of three prizes, a free ebook copy of my title, Begging For A Spanking. By the way, it has a sequel entitled Spanking on the Subway.

Please click here to read the interview and enter!

My titles, Begging For a Spanking and Back Alley Slut, were also recently reviewed and you can read them here and here, respectively.

❤ LL

FREE on Amazon: DOUBLED, An Erotic Scifi Novelette! July 11-15

UPDATE: 7/12/12: DOUBLED is in the top 100 in Kindle Erotica and top 1000 in free downloads… in less than 24 hours!! I literally just cried. Can we make it top 50? Top 20? Dare I say, top 10? I’m utterly confident!

I’m very pleased to announce that from Wednesday, July 11 through Sunday the 15, I’ll be offering DOUBLED for FREE on Amazon! This smoking-hot erotica novelette won’t cool you off this summer, but I think you’ll love it just the same!

Dr. Rachelle is a beautiful ex-model now working on top-secret government technology. After observing cloned lab animals recognize each other, a crazy idea strikes her: if she were the first to clone a human, she’d go down in the history books! Visions of money and power dance in her head, but she can’t deny that in the back of her mind, she’s always secretly wanted to be with another woman. What will happen when she first sees her clone and finds that she is far more dominant than the original? And will Rachelle’s boyfriend, Paul, enjoy this intriguing turn of events just as much?

This 12,183-word erotic novelette is intended for adults only. It contains first-time lesbian sex, fisting, squirting, oral sex, anal, cock-sucking, bisexuality, BDSM, bondage, threesome sex, menage, and more! Not for the closed-minded!

Read a steamy excerpt here!

From the author:

I’d had the plot for this novelette in mind for quite some time, actually. I keep a running file of ideas which I add to as inspiration strikes, as it usually does at random moments such as in the shower, or half-asleep in bed. I thought: how sexy would it be if this gorgeous, intelligent woman had the ability and drive to make a fully formed clone of herself, and the wild possibilities that would open up? Now, I know current technology doesn’t work this way, but hey, it’s science fiction.

So we have beautiful Dr. Rachelle, a workaholic who barely has time for her boyfriend, let alone exploring her curiosity regarding her sexual feelings for women. But here comes this fantastic opportunity to take a plunge into the unknown, possibly paving the way to untold fame and riches due to her discovery.

I don’t think that money is the first thing on her mind when she sees the gorgeous naked woman step out of the cloning machine, though. Her clone, Lily, also seems to have other things on her mind, and unlike shy Rachelle, isn’t afraid to take what she wants!

As for Paul, Rachelle’s boyfriend — well, what guy wouldn’t love to be greeted with two beautiful women without the slightest possibility of jealousy?

I’m very excited about my debut into Amazon’s Select program with the release of my first novelette, Doubled. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!

By the way, the cover art was done by the amazing Ms. Zara Black, a fellow erotica author and friend. Her rates are very reasonable, and you can check out her other design work here.

❤ LL

Guest Blogger Andrea Dale: “The Harder She Comes: Butch Femme Erotica” Blog Tour

I’m fascinated by women who seem put-together, especially when it comes to outfits. “Layering” is like a foreign concept to me. If I’ve remembered to put on a shirt and pants or a skirt and shoes, it’s a good day. Since I work at home, this doesn’t always happen…or I have to change to leave the house, because I’ve neglected a bra and I’m wearing my Halloween bat pajama pants—and it’s the middle of summer.

All that said, I wouldn’t really call myself a butch, either. My clothing choices stem largely from a combination of a disinterest in fashion and sheer laziness. (However, I do historic re-creation, so if it’s pre-1600s fashion you want to talk about, I’ll be right there!) Like Teddie, the protagonist in my story “Winner Take All,” I’m simply more likely to make choices based on comfort than anything else, bonus if it involves my favorite color, purple. If I want to dress up and go the whole makeup route, I do, and I enjoy looking pretty—but I really don’t know what the hell I’m doing, and never, like Teddie, feel like I’ve actually created an “outfit.”

Which is why, like Teddie, I’m fascinated….

On my other side, a pretty, petite blonde. For the life of me, I couldn’t imagine why she’d want or need a truck. She didn’t look the type to step foot in a truck. She was wearing painted-on jeans—probably designer, but I wouldn’t know designer jeans if they were cupping my own ass—and low-heeled grey boots. Her makeup was impeccable, her big blue eyes made wider by the judicious use of mascara and her luscious lips glossed a lickable red. I suspected she didn’t usually wear jeans; she looked like the type to wear little skirts and high heels.

Nothing wrong with that, if that was your thing. I certainly enjoyed looking at pretty women in little skirts and high heels, and fantasizing about getting up under those little skirts and seeing what kind of panties—if at all—they were wearing.

I’m not a skirt-wearing type of girl myself, and today was no exception. I’d dressed for comfort: jeans, sure, but broken-in, soft ones that wouldn’t constrict movement; sneakers with gel insoles for extra support; and a t-shirt advertising my nonprofit.

“What’s the Kensington Bird Sanctuary?” the blonde asked maybe ten minutes after we’d gotten started. She had a light, breathy voice, which suited her. Her dangly silver earrings caught in the light as she cocked her head at me.

“It’s a rehab facility for birds of prey,” I said. “I’m the manager. We could really use this truck to transport injured raptors to our facility.”

Her laugh tinkled. “Oh, see, that’s not fair,” she protested with a little pout. “You’re trying to get me to sympathize with you, and lose.”

I shook my head. “Not at all,” I said, and it was true. She’d asked, after all. “I just automatically try to drum up support. It’s the curse of running a non-profit.”

“All right, then.” She favored me with a dazzling smile, even white teeth and juicy lips. “I’m Grace, by the way.”

“Teddie,” I said, waving my free hand.

“Nice to meet you,” she said. “Very nice to meet you.” Her voice went a little lower then, and I swear I saw her look me up and down and up again. She delicately bit her lip.

Was she flirting with me? Really? I couldn’t imagine it, but it still gave me a little tingle. I cleared my throat. “Ditto.”

So what is this sexy blonde doing at a competition to win a truck? Is she into the deliciously naughty things Teddie wants to have done to her? Will Teddie win the truck that her bird sanctuary so desperately needs…and will she get the kinky release she so desperately needs?

You’ll just have to read the story to find out….

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You can find “Winner Take All” in The Harder She Comes: Butch/Femme Erotica.

For more of Andrea Dale’s stories, see Cyvarwydd.com or SoulsRoadPress.com.

Want to read more juicy excerpts from the anthology? Here’s the full blog tour schedule!

May 1 D. L. King http://sacchi-green.blogspot.com/
May 2 Anna Watson http://dlkingerotica.blogspot.com
May 3 Evan Mora http://donutsdesires.blogspot.com/
May 4 River Light http://sapphicplanet.com/blogtour_sapphicplanet.php
May 5 Sinclair Sexsmith http://www.sugarbutch.net/
May 6 Crystal Barela http://kathleenbradean.blogspot.com/
May 7 CS Clark http://bethwylde.wordpress.com/
May 8 Valerie Clark Sassafras Lowrey http://pomofreakshow.com/
May 9 Andrea Dale https://lulalisbon.wordpress.com/
May 10 Beth Wylde http://adrianakraft.com/blog/
May 11 Kathleen Bradean http://cyvarwydd.blogspot.com/
May 12 Teresa Noelle Roberts http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/
May 13 Shanna Germain http://lantoniou.blogspot.com/
May 14 Charlotte Dare http://madeofwords.com/posts/
May 15 Rachel Kramer Bussel http://lustylady.blogspot.com/

Get your copy of The Harder She Comes: Butch Femme Erotica anywhere good books are sold. To make it easier, you can get it from Amazon or directly from Cleis Press.

Excerpt: “A Love Transcending”

A Love Transcending

Blurb:

Diana’s had a crush on her best friend James, a trans man, ever since she met first him a year ago. Recently, he’s been appearing in her dreams, and she’s discovering that her heart is longing for his embrace and his love. Can she gather up the courage to tell him how she feels on a private picnic in the woods? Is he ready to accept the tender love that he’s been hiding from her for so long?

This 4,831-word sweet erotic romance contains sexually explicit scenes, but treats the trans experience with loving respect.

Excerpt:

I watched a pair of birds circling each other, and I wondered if it was a mating dance. I leaned back on my elbows, the April sunshine warm and sweet on my face through the glowing leaves above. Far below, a silver snake of river flowed, and if I listened hard, I could almost hear the water. The breeze rustled the leaves, and I felt myself drifting.

“Diana–” I jumped at his voice, and turned around quickly. He stood there, a strange little smile on his face, his eyes shy. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. I found these for you – I mean, I want to make you something before we eat.” James held a large bouquet of pink and lilac flowers, which looked like violets, though I wasn’t sure. He gracefully sank into a cross-legged seat on the blanket and began to plait the thin, flexible stems together. As he worked, I fixed our plates.

“What are you making?” The chain of plaited flowers grew, but he only looked at me with that strange little smile. The leaves above gave us a cool, dappled shade, but there was a heat in his eyes that was almost too much for me to hope for. Overwhelmed, I kept my eyes on my hands, toying with a plastic cup of sparkling water that I remembered to sip from occasionally. When I’d gathered the nerve to look again, the rope of violets had become a circlet.

“I’ve always thought that you should wear a crown,” James said softly as he laid it on my hair. The breeze picked up just then, blowing shimmering strands into my face. He brushed them gently aside, fingertips grazing my cheek, the corner of my lips. I opened my mouth to speak, to thank him, to say something, anything, but he looked away and I lost my nerve.  My cheeks felt hot, and all I could do was silently hand him a plate. I nibbled a piece of Brie before taking a strawberry and dipping it in whipped cream. I still couldn’t look at him, but I felt his eyes on me as I bit into it, the tartness of its red juice mingling with the sweet, thick cream over my tongue.

“Look at me,” his tenor voice broke the silence. I felt his warm fingers on my chin as he turned my face towards him. I felt a little dizzy as he wiped away a bit of whipped cream from my lower lip with the pad of his thumb, and he seemed to hesitate the tiniest bit before licking his thumb clean. I couldn’t help the little whimper that escaped me – I wanted his tongue on me, his lips on me, his strong arms around me. He studied me then, raising an eyebrow.

“Diana,” he started. My tongue darted out, finding the place where his thumb had been, imagining that I tasted the salt of his skin mixed with the sweet of the cream. His eyes followed the sweep of my tongue, and he closed his eyes briefly. He turned his face away. “I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to ruin what we have. I— I can’t lose you.”

My hand, almost of its own accord, drifted up and stroked his short, dark hair. The backs of my fingers brushed his cheeks, feeling where he’d just shaved, brushing the sideburns that accented the handsome lines of his face. He leaned into my touch like a cat, and I turned his face back to my own with two gentle fingers. Our eyes met, and I held his face in my hands, his sweet face that had appeared in my dreams night after night.

I opened my mouth to speak, but found that I couldn’t. The look on his face, eager, yet frightened, stabbed my heart, and without warning tears spilled down my cheeks. One dripped off my chin, and I could feel it running down the smooth curve of my right breast. James wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his lap, his lips kissing the wet trails away.  My hands snaked around his slim waist and I locked my fingers together behind his back, silently begging him not to let me go. He rained kisses on my cheeks, my eyelids, my jaw, but studiously avoided my mouth. The knowledge made me cry more, that he loved me enough to keep me at arm’s length, all for fear of losing me.

(c) Lula Lisbon 2012. All rights reserved.

A Love Transcending is available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, and other online distributors.

Letters After Midnight Review

Check out the wonderful review that fellow erotica writer Carla Croft did of Lesbian BDSM: A Sextreme Erotica Bundle. I’ll be reviewing her bundle Letters Around Midnight #1 very soon!

Hotly Ever After Review

Hotly Ever After loves me! Very exciting! Go check out their glowing review of Wolf Moon: Redd’s First Ride (Wolf Moon Quartet, #1) here.