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Release
day was yesterday for the new Vegas Babes boxed set from erotica doyenne
Lisabet Sarai!
Blurb
Trust the ladies of Las Vegas to show you a
good time.
Meet the Vegas Babes—lusty ladies eager for
new carnal adventures. Technically virginal Francesca celebrates her wedding
eve with a scandalous performance at a Vegas strip club. Classy Ivy League grad
Laura discovers her inner slut with the help of an entire Scottish rugby team.
Red-headed Annie and her well-hung accountant hubby provide a sex-drenched Sin
City education for their gorgeous coed neighbors. Pure, untouched Patricia
wages a guerrilla campaign against kink but finds herself captive in a Dom’s
web of desire.
Then there’s hot mama Chantal, elegant
Domme Professor Inez, bossy MILF Giulia, voluptuous she-male Rosa, dirty little
old lady Althea —you don’t have to be sweet young thing to be a babe! Venture
into a world of exuberant sexual excess and open-minded romance, where no
fantasy is too wild to explore and everyone gets a thrilling, sticky happy
ending.
This boxed set collects the complete five
book Vegas Babes series, and includes a lively introduction by Larry
Archer, creator of The Fox’s Den.
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Excerpt – (WARNING) Rated X
Bent
over
her
phone
and
concentrating
on
her
list,
she
was
startled
when
a
pair
of
strong
arms
slid
around
her
waist
and
a
warm
mouth
nuzzled
her
ear.
“How’s my
beautiful
bride?” Ted
licked
his
way
down
the
side
of
her
neck,
making
her
shiver,
then
turned
her
head
so
he
could
plant
a
kiss
on
her
mouth.
“Much
better,
now
that
the
groom
is
back!”
She
melted
into
his
arms,
offering
him
a
more
convenient
angle.
Ted
kissed
like
an
angel.
For
long
moments,
Annie
dwelt
in
heaven.
“Everything go
all
right?”
she
asked,
when
he
finally
released
her.
“Like
clockwork,
except
that
I
missed
you.”
Ted
palmed
her
breasts
through
her
thin
top,
his
thumbs
circling
her
nipples.
Her
nubs
snapped
to
attention.
Pushing
the
shirt
up
to
her
armpits,
he
bent
to
suckle
the
tender
buds,
making
them
harder
still.
He
dragged
her
hand
to
his
bulging
crotch.
“See?
I
need
to
be
inside
you,
Annie-belle.
Right
now.”
“We
don’t have
time,
baby,”
she
protested,
even
as
he
shimmied
her
shorts
down
her
shapely
legs.
“The
guests—”
“Are
coming
for
our
wedding,
Annie.”
He
hoisted
her
up
so
she
was
sitting
on
the
dining
table
and
spread
her
thighs.
“This
weekend
is
about
us.
Our
love.
Everything
else
comes
second.” Leaning in,
he
took
a
lungful
of
her
musky
scent.
“You’re turned
on,
don’t pretend you’re not.
You
want
me.”
“Of
course,
I
want
you—oh!” Her fiancé’s tongue
left
a
trail
of
fire
as
he
swept
it
through
her
folds.
“Oh,
god,
that
feel’s so
good!
Oh,
Ted…!” Her
lover
burrowed
deeper
into
her
snatch,
licking
and
biting,
driving
her
crazy.
“Ted—the glass
doors—anyone could
be
watching!”
“Let
‘em
watch,”
he
replied,
tearing
open
his
fly
to
release
his
pulsing
erection.
Positioning
himself
in
the
V
of
her
legs,
he
drove
his
cock
into
her
juicy
cunt
in
one
smooth,
glorious
motion.
Annie
sighed
with
bliss
as
he
stretched
her
wide.
He
felt
incredible.
No
slow
starts
for
her
Ted.
Right
away
he
was
pounding
her
pussy
like
a
jackhammer,
with
a
force
that
made
her
toes
curl.
Resting
on
her
elbows,
she
opened
herself
to
his
fierce
thrusts.
God,
she
loved
the
way
he
fucked
her!
She
remembered
the
first
time,
in
the
VIP
quarters
at
The
Fox’s Den.
She’d wanted
him
the
minute
she
stepped
onto
the
stage
and
saw
him
seated
at
the
edge,
his
eyes
following
her
every
move.
Sure,
she
had
entered
the
Amateur
Night
contest
hoping
to
win
one
of
the
generous
prizes,
to
help
cover
her
university
tuition,
but
once
Ted
appeared,
he
was
all
she
thought
about.
She’d danced
for
him
only,
to
seduce
him,
to
win
him.
She
could
see
he
was
shy
and
a
bit
nerdy,
with
his
glasses,
clean-shaven
cheeks
and
neatly
clipped
hair.
Well,
Annie
knew
how
to
get
a
guy
hot.
In
her
debut
performance
as
a
stripper,
she’d used
every
trick
she
could
think
of.
Not
that
Ted
really
needed
encouragement,
once
they
were
alone.
He’d plunged his
fine
cock
deep
into
her
hungry
cunt
and
ravaged
her
just
the
way
she
liked.
Even
when
it
turned
out
they
weren’t exactly alone—Franny and
Jake,
Laura
and
Steve,
Chantal
and
Foxy,
even
fusty
old
Aunt
Giulia
had
ended
up
in
carnal
clinches
in
the
VIP
suite
that
crazy
night—Ted hadn’t stopped fucking her
until
she’d climaxed four
times.
Only
then
did
he
roar
and
fill
her
with
his
cum.
A
true
gentleman,
her
Ted.
With
a
very
talented
cock.
He
continued
to
ram
into
her
body,
which
was
draped
at
the
perfect
height
on
the
sturdy
dinette
table.
Wrapping
her
legs
around
his
waist,
she
held
on,
gripping
his
wonderful
cock
with
her
inner
muscles.
Ted
growled—she knew
he
loved
that—and pumped
even
faster.
An
orgasm
shimmered
on
her
horizon,
glittering
with
promise.
Tightness
gathered
in
her
pelvis.
Her
clit
ached;
she
needed
friction.
Arching
up,
she
ground
herself
against
his
body,
forcing
his
cock
even
deeper.
Yes! He
slammed
into
her.
She
clenched
down
as
cataclysms
of
pleasure
shook
her,
starting
deep
in
her
belly
and
rippling
out
to
her
extremities.
The
climax
went
on
and
on,
aftershocks
rumbling
through
her
one
after
another.
Her
lover
continued
to
plow
her
shuddering
pussy
as
the
last
echoes
died
away.
Finally
he
jerked,
yelled
and
poured
his
spunk
into
her
twitching
hole.
Ted
slumped
down
on
top
of
her,
panting.
She
let
her
legs
flop
onto
the
table
and
slipped
her
arms
around
his
neck,
pulling
his
head
to
her
breasts.
He
was
too
tired
to
lick
them,
but
his
warm
breath
soothed
her.
“I
love
you,”
she
told
him,
running
her
fingers
through
his
hair.
“And
you
were
right.
That
was
just
what
I
needed
to
relax.”
“Mmm,”
he
answered,
burying
his
face
in
her
ample
tits.
For
long
minutes
they
lay
there,
sated
and
content,
in
a
world
of
their
own.
About Lisabet
Lisabet
Sarai became
addicted to
words at
an early
age. She
began reading
when she
was four.
She wrote
her first
story at
five years
old and
her first
poem at
seven. Since
then, she
has written
plays, tutorials,
scholarly articles,
marketing brochures,
software specifications,
self-help books,
press releases,
a five-hundred
page dissertation,
and lots
of erotica
and erotic
romance – over one
hundred titles,
and counting,
in nearly
every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi,
ménage, BDSM,
GLBT, and
more. Regardless
of the
genre, every
one of
her stories
illustrates her
motto: Imagination
is the
ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll
find
information
and
excerpts
from
all
Lisabet’s books
on
her
website
(http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html),
along
with
more
than
fifty
free
stories
and
lots
more.
At
her
blog
Beyond
Romance
(http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com),
she
shares
her
philosophy
and
her
news
and
hosts
lots
of
other
great
authors.
She’s also
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Lisabet, Thanks for visiting today. We always enjoy it when you stop by with one of your books! Wishing you oodles of success with Las Vegas Babes,
2 comments:
Hi Lisabet,
Thanks so much for revealing VEGAS BABES on my blog. The series looks wonderful!
Wishing you oodles of success with this boxed set,
~Keta~
Hey, Keta!
I should be thanking you. The post looks awesome. I really appreciate your help in getting the word out.
xxoo,
Lisabet
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