With the 4th on Tuesday, a lot of parties are kicking off this weekend. The weather gods were good to us and our air conditioners in Sin City during June as the temperature stayed under one hundred degrees, but July is roaring in with a vengeance.

Just a couple of points until we take off for the pool and figure out how long my wife can exist before “accidentally” losing her bikini top. The nice thing about swinger pool parties is that the scenery is always excellent. I’m just glad she’s shy.

Sorry, but I got caught up in the festivities and didn’t get a chance to finish this post. I’ll follow up in a few days.

My good friend and fellow author of erotica, Lisabet Sarai, has just released a new historical lesbian story, By Moonlight, to get you history buffs in the mood.

I’ll come for you by moonlight – though Hell should bar the way

In her eighteen years on earth, Bess has never traveled more than twenty miles from her Devonshire village. The raven-haired innkeeper’s daughter has little time to dream of adventure as she labors from dawn to dusk to keep her abusive father satisfied.

Then, at the weekly market in Tavistock town, she meets a handsome dandy who claims her with a single stolen kiss. When the gallant gentleman makes a midnight visit to the inn, Bess learns that her new lover is none other than Kit Latour, a notorious French highwayman who has been boldly relieving the local nobility of their valuables. Well-aware of the risk she’s taking, Bess still offers herself to the seductive outlaw. Even Kit’s darkest secrets cannot quench the flames of her love.

There is an excerpt of the story at the bottom of this blog post, and for those with your credit card in your hand instead of something else, here are buy links for By Moonlight.

Buy Links

Kinky Literature – https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/1183-by-moonlight-/
Amazon  US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C99C59RY
Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0C99C59RY
Smashwords –  https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1413596
Barnes and Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/by-moonlight-lisabet-sarai/1143711659?ean=2940166073495
Kobo  – https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/by-moonlight-8
Apple Books – https://books.apple.com/us/book/x/id6450718058
Add on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/180643788-by-moonlight
Add on BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/books/by-moonlight-by-lisabet-sarai

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, LGBTQ, 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 on Goodreads, BookBub and Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

~ ~ ~ Now for something completely different ~ ~ ~

My latest erotic story, The Shrink, is trucking right along. I’m finishing the story’s final chapter, which is ringing in at over 63,000 words. I hope to kick it out the door within the next week or two, and pretty excited about the story. That’s assuming I don’t decide to add another chapter or two to the ending.

Foxy decides to get professional counseling on her out-of-control behavior but ends up just making the problem worse! Oh, well! She’s arm candy run amok.

This post is late getting out the door and held up by our crowded social calendar. One of the problems (benefits?) of swinging is that there are a never-ending array of house parties to attend. We’ve been lucky to be in several large groups of lifestyle couples both here and back home in the Midwest.

The group we were in back home had about three hundred active members and held fairly large parties three or four times a year. Their socials were usually about two hundred couples and would occupy most of a medium-sized hotel. We frequently visited the Chicago group, which held monthly parties by the airport. I still remember the time we had about eight people in bed when it collapsed!

It’s interesting to remember that you were worried about meeting new couples when you first started throwing your house keys in a bowl, but once you are immersed in the pervert crowd, there are always opportunities.

Since we moved to Sin City, we’ve been a little more low-key for some reason and typically go to house parties. Las Vegas has many places which host house parties that you can find with a Google search.

One thing you’ll find about house parties is that you often have a number to pick from and can usually find one that meets the crowd you’re looking for and at different levels of the socio-economic status you relate to.

Sitting in a hot tub when your hair was frozen and snow on the ground was fun back home. Here in Las Vegas, a hot tub loses its appeal at one hundred-plus degrees.

I caught a story today about PornHub blocking access in Mississippi, Virginia, and Utah amid changes in identity regulations. These states now want to see a copy of your driver’s license before watching porn on the Internet. This is a troubling issue for those of us who are usually typing with one hand.

I consider myself a moderate and don’t worry too much about the CIA or some other lettered government group reading my thoughts; it is still worrisome. As much of my generation of erotic stories is done at the neighborhood coffee shop or fast food, I’m a big advocate of using a VPN.

A VPN is an anonymous connection to the Internet that hides your location and the content of your online traffic. The VPN sets up an encrypted connection to one of their servers where your data is mixed with other people and sent to its destination from a completely different city/state/country.

I use ExpressVPN on my PCs and Mac computers, both desktop and laptop. They’ve always been among the highest rated and don’t limit your bandwidth or the amount of data you can receive. A VPN is suitable for many things, especially if you connect to the Internet at public WiFi connections such as Starbucks, fast food restaurants, etc. It is extremely easy for someone to monitor your traffic when you are using a public WiFi connection.

A friend of mine uses a VPN to log into gaming sites from another country, as his location prohibits online gaming. It also prevents your Internet provider from determining where you are browsing, such as porn sites like PornHub or XHamster.

VPN connections allow you to watch television programming in other countries as you can connect to a server in another country. Checking your WhereAmI will reveal that you are located in some other city or country.

A VPN provider should not record any of your traffic and cannot rat you out to the government or other nosey neighbor.

I’m Larry Archer, a simple writer of smut stories in both print and electronic format. Foxy and I are swingers in real life, and I write about the things we do and see. While the Lifestyle is not for everyone, it’s been fun for us. My smut is explicit and hardcore but with a somewhat plot. My porn stories are generally positive and fun as this reflects how enjoyable swinging has been to us. If you’re interested in checking out my stories, I publish at all the typical outlets.

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I found the missing excerpt – Sorry, Lisabet! I started to say that I just wanted to make your mouth water waiting for the By Moonlight excerpt from Lisabet Sarai, but the truth is I just screwed up. This 4th of July has been a CF from the get go. Having the 4th on Tuesday meant that the parties were split up between the weekend and the 4th.

As most have to be at work Wednesday morning, exhausted or not meant that some parties were held last weekend, but no excuse for my mental lapse in judgment. I started this post before we took off for a pool party, and I guess my brain cells were burned out by thinking about all of the girls in bikinis that I could watch. Besides my hot wife that is. LOL Anyway, here is the X-Rated excerpt from Lisabet Sarai’s new book, By Moonlight.

Excerpt From By Moonlight (Explicit)

 “You were very brave tonight, Bess. You made me proud.”

“Brave? How can you say that? I didn’t fight them. I let them take me, bind me, and use me as bait.”

“You didn’t weep or beg. The soldiers in the common room remarked on your boldness. ‘Not a tear did she shed,’ said one. ‘So sure she was that her bloody Frenchman would rescue her.’”

“I dared not hope for rescue. My only thought was to warn you before they could spring their foul trap.”

“Oh, Bess! That would have been fatal.” Kit rose smoothly from her nest by the fire, graceful despite her encumbering skirts. She held out a hand.

Bess clasped the proffered fingers and clambered to her feet. “They planned to execute me in any case. But how I longed for one last kiss!”

“You’ve earned a hundred, love. Starting now.”

A quick tug drew Bess against Kit’s body. Strong arms encircled her, pulling her close, the delicious press of breast against breast making her dizzy with desire.

Kit tasted of the tart fruit she’d just consumed. Forceful as any man, she sealed Bess’s mouth with her own and teased the girl’s lips open to thrust her tongue inside.

Bess responded with equal ardor. Heat swept through her as though it were June instead of October. The fevered kiss struck sparks from her tender nipples. The space between her thighs was a puddle of molten need. Their breath mingled; their tongues twined. She clung to Kit’s lean, road-hardened torso, the shift of powerful muscle under the female costume somehow magnifying her excitement.

Without relinquishing her hold or disengaging from the kiss, Kit backed Bess toward the mattress. They tumbled unceremoniously onto the straw-filled pallet, clawing at one another’s clothing. Buttons flew in all directions when Kit tore open Bess’s bodice. Grasping her partner’s shoulders and pinning her to the mattress, Kit fastened her mouth on one achingly hard nipple that poked through the muslin garment beneath.

“Oh…” The wet suction sent bolts of delight straight to Bess’s clit, as though a fiery cord tethered it to her nipples. When Kit raked her teeth across the taut nip, Bess clenched and shuddered with need. Her empty cunny cried out for her lover’s fingers or tongue.

“Please…” she moaned, dragging her tangled skirts up and spreading her thighs. “Oh, Kit, have mercy!”

The sweet torture continued for several minutes before Kit relented. She rolled back on her heels and gazed into Bess’s eyes, a saucy grin playing on her ripe lips. “So you’re hungry after all, minx! Well, then…” One hand on each thigh, she dove for the gaping slit in Bess’s drawers.

Like an arrow flying to its target, she connected with the swollen bud at the apex of Bess’s sex. Kit sucked the bead into her mouth while prodding it with her tongue. Bess arched off the bed at the sudden, intense stimulation. Then the brazen outlaw plunged two fingers deep into Bess’s quim.

Bess screamed at the sudden incursion. A ragged climax erupted within her, pleasure so fierce it was almost pain. Pinwheels whirled in her cunny, throwing off flashes of delight. Kit continued to pump in and out, pushing her inexorably to a second spend. As she tumbled over the edge for the second time, her lover snatched her fingers from Bess’s channel and replaced them with her tongue.