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Sharing The Love

with Lisabet Sarai

Featuring her novel Incognito (and information about a Giveaway!)

Welcome back to Sharing The Love, Lisabet Sarai! I’m excited to hear all about your new release!

Not for the Faint of Heart

I don’t like “reader’s advisories”, especially when they detail every sexual activity included in a novel. Erotica is not about sex acts, but about desire and its fulfillment.

On the other hand, I don’t want to offend any readers who pick up my new release Incognito without a clear understanding that it contains taboo content.

I’m willing to admit, some people might be shocked by this book. Both Miranda and Mark are polymorphously perverse characters, attracted to both their own and the opposite sex. They’re natural switches, drawn to roles on both sides of the BDSM power equation. The book includes pretty much every variety of sexual encounter, from incest fantasies to age play to cross-dressing. I’m sure that some readers would dismiss the book as nothing but gratuitous sex. That’s not how I see it, though. Incognito is, first and foremost, the story of one woman’s journey to realize and express her sexuality. Miranda’s heart-crushing initiation into sex leaves her emotionally scarred, unable to reconcile the experiences of love and lust. She’s ultimately healed by her relationship with Mark, a man who’s open and accepting of all her desires – even the most extreme.

About The Book

During the day, Miranda Cahill works diligently on her doctoral thesis. At night, she has sex with strangers.

Public coupling, multiple partners, age play, spankings, bondage, lesbian lust—each salacious adventure exposes new dimensions of her depravity. Her secret life explodes when she realizes her masked partner at a kink club and the charismatic colleague courting her are in fact the same man.

Dickens scholar Mark Anderson seems like an affable, uncomplicated Midwesterner, but he has hidden depths, myriad talents, and an unlimited appetite for erotic variety. With Mark as her guide,  Miranda comes to accept the intricacy of her own desires, as well as to trust her heart.

Reader Advisory: This novel is an erotic romance featuring a committed relationship and culminating in a wedding. Nevertheless, the main characters participate in a wide range of taboo sexual activities, both together and separately.

Genre: Taboo contemporary erotic romance, BDSM/Ménage/Multiple partners/lesbian/gay

Length: Approximately 87,000 words, 293 pages

Rating/Heat Level: Explicit. Mature Audiences Only. 5 Flames.

Excerpt:

A knock on her office door brought Miranda back to the here and now. She had been lost, uncharacteristically, in the manuscript, a classic piece from the collection of the British Museum. There were no annotations, no commentary, on the photocopied pages. Her laptop, neglected, had turned itself off to save power. She sighed and shook her head as if to clear away the lascivious images.

“Come in,” she called, wondering who it could be. She often worked on Saturdays, precisely because the department was deserted and she could read and write undisturbed.

The grizzled head of Harold Scofield poked through the door. “Hello, Miranda. I am sorry to intrude, but I have someone to whom I would like to introduce you.” Miranda smiled to herself; her genial thesis advisor always sounded like a grammar textbook. The gray-bearded figure in suspenders bustled in, followed by an attractive young man in dark-framed eyeglasses.

“Miranda, I would like to present Mark Anderson, our new lecturer. Mark will be handling the Dickens course for the summer session.”

“Mark, this is Miranda Cahill, my most promising graduate student.” Miranda blushed, and Dr. Scofield’s eyes twinkled. “Miranda has chosen a rather controversial topic for her thesis, a new interpretation of the corpus of Victorian erotica.”

The newcomer’s polite smile expanded to a grin. “Really. That’s fascinating. Sounds far more—stimulating—than my dissertation on the metaphorical significance of orphans in Dickens and his contemporaries.”

Miranda’s blush deepened as she noted the double entendre. She met his teasing gaze, almost defiantly. “Yes, it is an intriguing topic, and I believe one of considerable literary and social significance, as well.” He had thick, dark hair, slightly tousled. His eyes behind the glasses were velvety brown with glints of gold. In his face, she saw intelligence, energy, and humor.

“Miranda has championed an unusual theory, that the explosion of sexually-oriented writing during the latter half of the nineteenth century was a reflection of actual practices, rather than a reaction against repressive public morals.” Her advisor appeared to be enjoying the role of agent provocateur. “She believes that the detailed accounts of sexual adventure and aberration published during the era chronicled real experiences, not merely fantasies.”

“Hmm.” Their bespectacled companion looked both amused and interested. “What evidence do you have to support this proposition?”

“Well, to begin with,” said Miranda, automatically adopting an academic tone, “a significant fraction of these writings are first person accounts. And a surprising number are related from a woman’s perspective. If this were primarily a literature of fantasy and titillation, I would expect a male point-of-view to dominate, as it does in modern pornography.” Miranda was encouraged to see that her audience listened attentively and gave due consideration to her points.

“Secondly, these tales are full of real-world details and commentary that would be superfluous and even distracting in fictional erotica. The protagonists discuss social issues such as poverty, child abuse, oppression of the lower classes, things that can only detract from a work intended as escapist fantasy. Even a hack pornographer knows better than to mention the unpleasant or the mundane, illegitimate pregnancies, unpaid bills, rising damp. Yet references to such items are common in the corpus.

“Finally, I find in many of these writings a thoughtfulness that conflicts with the conventions of the pornographic genre. The narrators are engaged in a wide variety of sexual activities, which are described in vivid and provocative detail. At the same time, in many cases, they reflect on their own desires and behaviors, sometimes justifying themselves in the face of the official morality, sometimes castigating themselves for weakness and sinfulness. Either way, there is a psychological depth that would be redundant in fictional erotica.”

“So, what you are saying,” interposed Mark with a grin, “is that a fictional character would simply go ahead and bugger his maid, whereas an individual writing a clandestine diary would spend some time and effort wondering why he wanted to bugger his maid, before he got around to actually doing it?”

Buy It Now:

Ebook

Kinky Literature: https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/362-incognito-secret-lives-forbidden-loves

Amazon US:  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B1N7CTMQ

Amazon UK:  https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0B1N7CTMQ

Amazon AU: https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B0B1N7CTMQ

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/2940165857058

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1147874

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/incognito-secret-lives-forbidden-loves

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61138791-incognito

Incognito New Release Giveaway

Win a $10 bookstore GC or free books in my INCOGNITO giveaway. Contest runs from June 1 to June 15.

To enter, do any or all of the following. (Each action is one entry.)

o Join my VIP email list: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

o Follow me on BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lisabet-sarai

o Email me, telling me what book of mine you’d like to read:  contest@lisabetsarai.com

On June 16th, I will randomly select one grand-prize winner who’ll get a $10 gift certificate, plus two runner-ups who can choose any ebook from my indie back list.

About The Author

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 on Goodreads, Pinterest, and  Twitter.

Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

Websites

Lisabet’s Fantasy Factory (website): http://www.lisabetsarai.com

Beyond Romance (blog): http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/83387.Lisabet_Sarai

BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lisabet-sarai?list=author_books

Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/lisabetsarai

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/lisabetsarai

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/LSarai

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Erotic Fantasy · Sharing The Love

Sharing More Love

with Lisabet Sarai

Featuring her novella Alex in Tittyland: An Irreverent Erotic Fantasy 

Welcome back to Sharing The Love, Lisabet Sarai! Just a quick intro today:

The book, Alex in Tittyland: An Irreverent Erotic Fantasy, is a rather silly over-the-top erotica title, not my usual at all. I wrote it to cheer up a young friend of mine who’s facing some major physical challenges.

About The Book

Wonderland? Or wet dream?

When you’re up to your armpits in hot babes, it can be hard to tell the difference!

Alex’s life looks bleak. His basketball scholarship’s been canceled due to Covid and his foxy California girlfriend has dumped him. Now he’s stuck in Baltimore, living with his mother and working the night shift at the Shake ‘n Shop mini-mart. He’s sure he’s going to lose even that crappy job when a curvy customer in a rabbit mask takes off without paying.

Racing to catch her, he tumbles into a world of wonders, where sex organs grow on trees and horny women fawn over his endowments. Always the gentleman, Alex does his best to satisfy the lascivious inhabitants of Tittyland, even as he searches for the delectable rabbit-girl. But his quest leads him into the clutches of the sadistic and insatiable Queen of Hearts, who’s determined to first drain, then decapitate him. Maybe Baltimore was better after all!

Genre: Erotic Fantasy. Happy Ending!

Length: 21,000 words

Rating/Heat Level: Explicit. Mature Audiences Only. 5 Flames.

Excerpt:

A bell chimed as someone opened the door, dragging him back to the here and now. “Welcome to Shake ‘n Shop!” he called out, though he couldn’t yet make out who had entered. The counter was piled high with all sorts of crap – candy and condoms, cheap phone accessories and expensive flavored water. He rose from the plastic stool where he’d been perched and craned his neck, trying to catch a glimpse of the new customer.

His breath caught and his dick swelled when he did. As if she sensed his attention, she looked up from the display of salty, sugary snacks she’d been contemplating and gave him a saucy nod.

She was blonde and tiny, less than five feet tall he guessed, despite the heeled, knee-high purple boots that encased her shapely calves. Above her knees her thighs were bare, the pale skin gleaming in the fluorescent lights. Her skirt – if you could use that term for a garment so brief – was pink trimmed with white fur and did nothing to hide her generous ass. A matching halter top barely contained her bountiful tits and exposed her midriff. She must be freezing, but he saw no sign of goose bumps dotting the smooth expanse of her belly. In something like a trance, Alex noted a heart-shaped birth mark deep in her cleavage, and another, shaped like a diamond, on her naked right shoulder.

As for her face – well, you couldn’t see much of it, because of course she wore a mask – a mask that included an appliquéd pink nose with white whiskers bristling on either side. Meanwhile, a pair of elongated ears sprouted from her champagne-pale curls, furry-white lined with pink satin. Most bizarre of all, her eyes seemed to be a matching pink.

Weird contacts they have these days, Alex thought, trying to gain control of his bodily reactions. In that crazy, minimalist get-up she was ridiculously alluring. His cock swelled to enormous proportions in his loose jeans, steely and demanding, as if he hadn’t beaten off twice that morning.

“Can I help you – miss?” he managed to stammer as she grabbed bags of corn puffs, pretzels and chips and tossed them on the counter.

“Ring these up,” she responded, giving him a once-over that made him harder than ever. “Give me a pint of Johnnie Walker, too.”

“I’m sorry, but I’ll need some ID…”

She pulled open the V of her top to expose her monumental jugs, giving him a clear view of the thick, pink nipples. “Do these look underage to you?” He couldn’t see her mouth behind the mask but her eyes smiled. “Just ‘cause I’m small doesn’t mean I’m young. Now get me my whisky, like a good little boy.”

Alex was so dumb-founded by her lush flesh that he didn’t even notice the insult. In a horny daze, he reached up to get the booze down from the shelf behind him. As he turned back to his bizarre customer, her phone chirped.

The girl – or woman – gave a cry of alarm as she studied the screen. “Oh, dear! By my ears and whiskers, I had no idea I was so late! She’ll have my head! Gotta go!” She stuffed the snacks in the satchel slung over her shoulder, then snatched the bottle out of Alex’s hand. “Sorry – I’m late!” she called back at him, already headed for the door. “Hey!” he called. “Wait! You can’t just waltz out without paying…” But the strange creature was already gone, leaving him with a legendary hard-on and the certain knowledge his boss would have his ass.

Buy It Now:

Kinky Literature

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Amazon AU

Barnes & Noble

Smashwords

Kobo

Goodreads

About The Author

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 – more than 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 (https://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (https://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 and get a free ebook, plus exclusive contents and other benefits: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

Websites

Lisabet’s Fantasy Factory (website): http://www.lisabetsarai.com

Beyond Romance (blog): http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/83387.Lisabet_Sarai

BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/lisabet-sarai?list=author_books

Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/lisabetsarai

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/lisabetsarai

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/LSarai

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