Who doesn’t love a twofer? It’s like the first time my wife called to say she was bringing a girlfriend home to party with us, just probably not quite as exciting but less messy.

My good friend and fellow smut author, Lisabet Sarai, is releasing The Slut Does Vegas. The sixth story in the Vegas Babes Series of girls gone wild in Lost Wages or Sin City as we call it. In my humble opinion, the Vegas Babes Series is Lisabet Sarai at her best. Vegas Babes often includes some of the perverted characters from my Foxy and Larry series of books and is guaranteed to make your spouse pound on the locked bathroom door yelling, “What are you doing in there? What’s all that moaning? Are you spanking the monkey again!”

In Lisabet’s own words:

“All I ask, Lauren, is that you not embarrass me.”

When sexually emancipated MILF Lauren Gordon accompanies her husband to a convention in Las Vegas, she’s hoping for some R&R—ideally of the carnal variety. But Elliott’s running for president of NADA—the National Association of Divorce Lawyers—and he’s worried that his wife’s free-wheeling ways will undermine his chances. Reining in her frustration, Lauren promises to avoid any erotic interactions with conference attendees or hotel staff.

Fortunately, she meets Annie O’Reilly, a redheaded Vegas native with luscious curves and few if any inhibitions. With Annie as her companion, Lauren becomes intimately acquainted with some outrageously wanton denizens of Sin City. Then her husband unfairly accuses her of breaking her promise and Lauren decides it’s time to go for broke.

Bringing together characters from Lisabet’s Vegas Babes and The Slut series, The Slut Does Vegas delivers heat, humor and a surprisingly happy ending.

So if you’d like some erotic romance written from a woman’s point of view, check out Lisabet Sari’s stories on Amazon by clicking this link.

The Buy Links for The Slut Does Vegas:

Kinky Literature – https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/1782-the-slut-does-vegas-vegas-babes-book-6/
Amazon  US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DZ15M9KK
Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0DZ15M9KK
Smashwords –  https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1719616
Kobo – https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-slut-does-vegas

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Today, I’m hawking Cuckold & Hotwife Box Set 1, a compilation of three Hotwife stories guaranteed to confirm your fears of why your wife always clears the history on her laptop or iPhone. Don’t fall for that old, it runs faster when the memory is erased excuse.

It suddenly dawns on you that everyone doesn’t get their mail personally delivered three times a day, and your wife always has that glazed look in her eyes when you come home from work.

Swingers know what’s going on, and if you join the lifestyle, she probably won’t slow down, but at least you’ll get to watch.

The threesome box set includes:

Cuckolding: A Night At The Bar

Cuckolding: A Night At The Bar (24,500 words) where we and her husband learn what his wife Tina has really been up to. As a guy, who’s a little on the short side, and getting suspicious that his wife is getting serviced by much bigger rods.

Cuckolding: A Hot Wife Is Born

Cuckolding: A Hot Wife Is Born (47,000 words) involves a 40-year-old housewife who gets seduced by her next door neighbor, who turns out to be a hotwife, with a cuckold husband.

Cuckolding: My Wife Is a Porn Star

My Wife Is a Porn Star (24,000 Words) a tale about a guy who comes home to an empty house as his wife is once again “out with the girls.”

Figuring that this would be a good time to watch some Internet porn, he grabs a beer and selects a new video that looks hot. As he’s sitting there playing with himself, he is amazed at how much one of the porn stars looks like his wife but he never gets a clear shot of her face.

For a catalog to all of Larry’s books in ePub (electronic), paperback, or audiobook format, click this link:

I’m Larry Archer, a writer of erotic narratives for those eager and interested. Alongside my partner Foxy, we’re active swingers, and I draw inspiration from our real-life experiences. My tales often delve into themes of swinging, unicorns, Hotwives, and cuckoldry. While this lifestyle isn’t suited for everyone, it has brought us great enjoyment. My work is explicit and intense, yet often woven with a semblance of a plot. Larry Archer’s adult fiction is typically upbeat and entertaining, reflecting the fun we’ve found in swinging. You can find my stories on various popular platforms. Larry’s erotic romance novels are offered in digital, paperback, and audiobook formats.

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Larry Archer on BlueSky (take that X): https://LarryArcherAuthor.bsky.social

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In my upcoming book, The Mechanic, I’m featuring Lisabet’s character Lauren from the Vegas Babes Series. Below is an X-rated excerpt from the scene when Lauren falls under the clutches of Foxy and her girlfriend mechanic, Rhonda.

Lauren looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. Nice, she thought as the familiar hunger hit her. I’d hit on you!

Her see-through black blouse ended above her navel, which allowed her new jewelry to show as it dangled enticingly. The darker black band running around her top barely obscured her nipples but allowed the nubs to poke through. Hopefully, I don’t get arrested, she giggled to herself. She fantasized, I might have to get on my knees to avoid a ticket. Lauren’s black wrap miniskirt was tied at the side, allowing her leg to show all the way to her waist. God, I am a slut! But I love it! Lauren thought to herself as she turned off the bathroom light and walked into the suite’s main room.

Elliott, her husband, was sitting in front of his laptop, reviewing his address to the National Association of Divorce Lawyers (NADA). His eyes widened as he saw the clothes his wife was almost wearing.

“You’re going out dressed like that?” He exclaimed as he felt his dick instantly begin to harden from the vision in front of him. Lauren was turning into quite the MILF as she entered cougar territory. Her erect nipples were plainly visible through the blouse, and he was sure there were no panties under that obscenely short skirt. “Don’t embarrass me by getting arrested for indecent exposure.”

Spinning around to look at herself in the full-length mirror attached to the bathroom door, Lauren replied, “If it’s a male cop, I’m sure I can talk my way out of getting arrested. I just hope the floor doesn’t mess up my knees!”

“I don’t know why I married such a slut!” Her husband exclaimed as he pulled on his pants to allow his cock room to grow.

Laughing, Lauren kissed him and said, “You love it. Admit it, all your buddies want to fuck me, and that turns you on.”

Chuckling, Elliott said, “True, but I have a reputation to uphold, and while I like you looking sexy, I don’t want people to think I’ve married a complete slut.”

Picking up her purse, Lauren dropped her iPhone in it and headed for the door. “Don’t wait up,” she said over her shoulder as she walked out.

“Slut!” Elliott said to the room and then returned to his presentation. Reading his speech, he massaged his erection and tried to concentrate on the PowerPoint, but the thought of his wife hunting in the hotel bar kept stealing his thoughts. I hope I get to watch, which is all he could think about.

Stepping out of the elevator, Lauren looked in both directions, trying to decide which way to go. Her pussy was buzzing so bad it was hard to think, and the juices were beginning to ooze out. Fuck, I’m horny, she thought to herself. Be a good girl, be a good girl, Lauren repeated to herself, At least out of sight of Elliot’s co-workers.

Looking towards the front of the hotel, she saw a big head of hair heading her way in the continuous stream of people. The woman was obviously tall, towering over most women and some men. She could only see the top of the woman’s head and her curly brunette hair that reminded Lauren of Kimberly Carson or Kari Foxx from the heyday of 80’s porn. Did I teleport myself into an old, VHS dirty movie? Lauren asked herself as she watched the big-haired brunette far back in the crowd as they headed her way.

Intrigued, Lauren stopped and waited for the woman to become completely visible after the crowd in front of the mystery woman moved past. It was obvious that other people were stopping to stare at the woman as Lauren wondered what they were looking at. Lauren could finally see her reasonably well as the people in front of the brunette thinned out.

The slender brunette was walking hand in hand with a slightly shorter, gorgeous girl. Now, Lauren could appreciate the attention they garnered. The big-haired girl was wearing a miniskirt so short, she must be showing her ass along with a sort of wrap blouse opened all the way to her navel. It was apparent the girl wasn’t wearing a bra as her top would swing open with every step to expose her breasts almost to the areolas. There was a gold chain that swung enticingly and made Lauren’s mouth water as she fantasized about kissing the nipples it was connected to. The girl moved in the fluid hip-rolling motion you would see from models walking the runway showing off expensive clothes.

Lauren could tell that the big-haired brunette was well aware of the impression she made on others and worked to earn their admiration. While not large boobs, they were high and tight and proudly on display. In your face was the thought that immediately struck Lauren while watching this gorgeous creature approach. Her tits, along with those long legs, made an impossible to ignore package. As the woman drew closer, Lauren was struck by how beautiful she was. Her soft, curly hair framed her face with large dark eyes and full, sensual lips.

Lauren laughed when she watched a man walk into a column while staring at the tall woman. He bounced off the support and, after shaking his head, continued down the walkway.

The tall girl’s companion was no slouch either, possibly five-seven with brunette hair in a ponytail. The girl looked to be in her mid-twenties. She was wearing a wife beater t-shirt and unbuttoned jean short shorts. Lauren had only seen the unzipped shorts look several times but added it to her bucket list to try. She couldn’t tell if the woman had on panties, as she could see down to the top of her mound. Probably a thong or most likely nothing, Lauren told herself. The young woman’s nipples were plainly visible through the thin t-shirt material with her headlights on high beam.

As the two women approached Lauren, the way they held hands signaled lovers and more than friends. Her pussy was almost screaming at her for satisfaction as the two hot chicks approached.

Switching back to the tall brunette’s face, Lauren was surprised to see the woman looking directly at her. The brunette’s gaze was open and erotic. They locked eyes, and Lauren could feel her sex burst into flames. She loved being with another woman, but this was different and on a much higher level. It was almost frightening to feel the woman’s gaze penetrating her body. Automatically straightening up, Lauren rolled her shoulders back to lift her breasts and offer them to the woman approaching her.

“Hello,” The woman said in a deep husky voice as she walked directly in front of Lauren. “My name is Foxy, and this is my girlfriend, Rhonda.” They were almost nose to nose, and Lauren had to force herself not to kiss those big, soft lips in front of her.

“Lauren,” Lauren stuttered as her brain stopped working. “My name is Lauren.”

Giggling, Foxy said, “I know, you just told me.” Then Lauren’s eyes closed as Foxy leaned in to kiss her. Foxy’s lips were an electrical shock to her addled brain, and she opened hers to allow the big-haired girl’s tongue to slither in. Lauren’s knees tried to buckle, but Rhonda grabbed her arm to steady her.

A bolt of lightning struck Lauren’s brain as she feasted on the tall girl’s tongue. Kissing Foxy was unlike anything she’d ever felt, and her body threatened to burst into flames. It seemed perfectly normal to have a total stranger sucking your tongue as Lauren fantasized about Foxy’s mouth being a couple of feet lower. The thought of holding Foxy with two handfuls of curly hair as her new girlfriend tongue fucked her juicy pussy flooded her mind with obscene thoughts.

Foxy broke the kiss yet remained nose-to-nose with her new friend as Lauren’s eyes slowly focused. Lauren’s soft breasts molded against her own as their bodies melted together.

“Rather than put on a show for the tourists, why don’t you join us in the Diamond Lounge for a drink as we make plans for the evening?” Foxy asked and punctuated the question with another quick kiss and tongue exchange.

“Diamond Lounge?” Lauren asked. “I’ve never heard of it.”

“It’s a private club just down the walkway that caters to a select group of visitors,” Foxy replied. “High-end gamblers or whales, as the locals call them.”

“You?” Lauren questioned as she tried to understand how this sex pot could be a high-stakes gambler.

“I’m much more than tits and ass,” Foxy laughed. “I’m also a halfway decent Texas Hold’em player. But tell me, what’s your claim to fame?” She trailed her fingertips down Lauren’s arm, which caused her to shudder.

Trying to will her brain to start working and come up with a suitable comeback, Lauren finally stuttered, “Just a simple hausfrau here with my husband for a conference.”

“Eher ein deutsches Goo-Girl als eine hausfrau,” Foxy retorted.

The remark caused Rhonda to burst out laughing, and Lauren stared at the two girls while trying to figure out what Foxy had said.

Turning to Rhonda, Lauren asked, “What did that mean, or should I even ask?” Unable to keep a straight face, Lauren broke down with laughter. I have no idea what this tall drink of water said, but I know it was dirty, Lauren told herself.

Rhonda, giggling, replied, “She thought you reminded her of a German Goo Girl if you know what that means.”

Her recurring fantasy of sucking off a roomful of men and being covered in cum hit her as Lauren recalled watching one of their movies. The idea of being used by a bunch of horny men was a dream she hadn’t shared with anyone, especially her husband, but this stranger had seen deep into her mind.

“I can’t believe you’ve heard of German Goo Girls?” Lauren asked in amazement.

“Not only have I heard of them, but I’ve sold one of our friend’s wife to a couple who makes goo girl movies,” Foxy replied with a chuckle.

“Sold her?”

“Exactly, all she wanted to do was fuck my husband and making his other girlfriends jealous,” Foxy replied as she ran her hand up under Lauren’s blouse to fondle her nice boobs. “She should be back in a couple of weeks, and I’ll be interested in finding out how being on her knees 24×7 worked out for her.”

“How much?” Lauren asked.

“Ten thousand bucks,” Foxy proudly said. “And worth every penny I easily spent at Yvette’s.”

“What did her husband say?” Lauren asked, suddenly intrigued.

“We fixed him up with Pam, our nympho friend who hasn’t let him up to take a breath or much less complain. I’m not even sure if he has realized she was gone.”

“Wait! Yvette’s?” Lauren asked as she remembered her trip to buy expensive slutty clothes at the mall.

“It’s where I buy most of my clothes,” Foxy admitted. “Ten grand didn’t go very far, and I should have asked for twice that. She is a good cocksucker, according to my husband, Larry!”

Foxy took Lauren’s arm and turned her around to start walking towards the back of the hotel, where the shops were located. “It’s right down here, and we can have a drink while discussing this further,” Foxy said. Hooking her arm in Rhonda’s, Foxy walked down the wide hallway until they came to a plain, solid door with a small sign marked, “Private— Diamond Lounge.”

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Sorry, that’s all you get for now. Join Larry Archer’s mailing list at: https://LarryArcher.blog to be notified of the release date for The Mechanic.