Alex in Tittyland: An Irreverent Erotic Fantasy

By Lisabet Sarai

Wonderland? Or wet dream?

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!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lisabet Sarai
• Release date: Mar 19, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005441593

Lisabet Sarai

I became addicted to words at an early age. I began reading when I was four. I wrote my first story at five years old and my first poem at seven. Since then, I have 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 fifty single author titles including eight full length novels, plus dozens of short stories in various collections. My credits include contributions to the Lambda winner Where the Girls Are and the IPPIE Best Erotic Book of 2011, Carnal Machines. My gay scifi erotic romance Quarantine won a Rainbow Awards 2012 Honorable Mention. I have also edited a number of acclaimed erotica anthologies. Currently I am responsible for the charity erotica imprint Coming Together Presents, which as of December 2014 has published six volumes by top erotic authors, supporting causes such as Amnesty International, Planned Parenthood, and the Multiple Sclerosis Association of America.I have more degrees than anyone would ever need, from prestigious educational institutions who would no doubt be deeply embarrassed by my chosen genre. Aside from writing, travel is one of my most fervent passions. I’ve visited every continent except Australia, though I still have a long bucket list of places I haven’t been. Currently I live in Southeast Asia with my indulgent husband and two exceptional felines, where I pursues an alternative career that is completely unrelated to my creative writing.For more information about me and my writing, visit my website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or my blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com). Join my VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh I also hang out at Goodreads, (http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/83387.Lisabet_Sarai) because I love the idea of a social network focusing on the love of reading. I’m not on Facebook, because I don’t trust it.

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Alex in Tittyland:

An Irreverent Erotic Fantasy

Lisabet Sarai

© Copyright 2022 Lisabet Sarai

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

This book intended for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

About the Author

Blurb: Babes in Bondage

Excerpt from Babes in Bondage

A Final Message from Lisabet

For Dacy

You deserve it!

Chapter One

It was eight p.m. on a chilly January Monday and Alex was close to chucking it all. Stuck behind the cash register at the Shake n’ Shop minimart, he peered out between the ads pasted on the dirty window. A steady rain sliced down to ice the Baltimore streets. Jeez, couldn’t it at least be snow? Getting home on the puny Honda bike he’d borrowed from his brother was gonna be touch and go. He’d be lucky not to spin out on the slick pavement. For sure his mom would chew him out for not taking a cab, but he was trying to save money. Even if he couldn’t swing a ticket to LA, he had to get a place of his own, before he went crazy.

There hadn’t been a single customer for the past half-hour. He was tempted to pull out his phone and catch a bit of porn, but if the boss found out, he’d be toast. Miserable as this minimum wage gig might be, he needed it. Alex had big plans – if he could just get back to the West Coast.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his throbbing temples, calling up a mental image of Santa Monica beach. Hunkered down behind the counter in his flannel shirt and hoodie, he recalled the blissful warmth. He could practically hear the waves, smell the eucalyptus mingled with suntan cream. The babes spread out on their towels smiled up at him when he strolled past, a mouth-watering buffet of feminine flesh. Oiled, bare skin shone in the sun. Luscious tits tumbled out of their tiny bikinis. Some of them even went topless, flaunting their all-over tan. Their nipples winked at him as he swaggered along, his package bulging in his tight shorts.

An ache shot through him. Tina had fat nipples like ripe grapes. How he’d loved sucking them, biting them, making her scream as he pummeled her with his cock! But Tina had disappeared along with his UCLA basketball scholarship, just another casualty of the Covid pandemic. No audiences meant no games, no sponsors, no revenue. The university didn’t kick him out, but they might as well have.

Meanwhile he didn’t have a lot of marketable skills, aside from his speed, his slam dunk and his bigger-than-average rod. So here he was in Baltimore, camping out in his high school bedroom, eeking out a living as a convenience store clerk and dreaming his California dreams – sun-drenched knockers, tanned thighs and tight booties.

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