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Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4
Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4
Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4
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Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4

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Four erotic short stories from Sophie Sin. Included are a pop star pleasuring her male fan base, a president who likes to do it in public, the love-hate date of a waitress and her least favorite customer and how it all turns out, and a professor blindfolded and spanked by his angry lovers. There's something for everyone within!

'Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4' contains the following four short stories:

# Popstar VS Fan (Seduction)
She LOVE her fans! She's horny and he's it. This popstar will do anything to please the men that adore her - including sleep with them on tap! Wild times and wilder events can be found in this sex laden erotic story. Get horny with the best of them as Sophie Sin brings you a short, sweet and oh-so-sexy story that will make you melt in all the right ways. Satisfaction can be found within!

# Professor VS Students (Threesome)
A super hunky professor has no less than THREE sexy women on the books. How much 'love' can a man handle and, moreover, how much at once? Find your answers within in this hot and heavy erotic masterpiece that will blow your mind (and other things as well!) When a woman tells a man she wants him, he must act. Come enjoy the disciplining of a teacher who went too far!

# President VS Aide (Public)
Giving a speech while receiving oral isn't as easy as they say. An explorative president engages his sexy young aide in a full day of passion and all under the public's noses! Get into your groove with the nastiest president in Europe. Filthy acts? No problem. Naked illicit sex? Bring it on. Get caught? Well, sometimes... Come get your rocks off to the sounds of an impeachable offense!

# Waitress VS Customer (Romance)
One hunky customer and one sexy waitress and love and hate relationship that is kinky enough to be illegal. Sophie Sin brings intense hardcore erotica straight to your e-reader with this scorching hot story to moisten the breath and more in a sexy story that is romantic, hot and loaded with hardcore sex. When a man and woman who hate each other go on a date, can there be a happy ending?

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 10, 2012
ISBN9781476173252
Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4
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Sophie Sin

Sophie Sin writes heterosexual erotica. She also occasionally writes gay erotic fiction under the pen name Dick Powers.

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    Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4 - Sophie Sin

    Hardcore Erotica Vol. 4

    Sophie Sin

    Copyright 2012 Lunatic Ink Publishing

    Note: This book is a short work of around 5000 words. If you would like longer, filthier material then feel free to check out Sophie Sin’s short story collections (containing 7 stories plus bonus works). Find more at Sophie Sin's Book List. She also writes male-male gay erotica under Dick Powers.

    Short disclaimer: All individuals represented within this text are over the age of 21 and full and completely are shown to consent in all ways to the sexual activities that take place within this collection of short work.

    Table of Contents:

    Popstar VS Fan

    Professor VS Students

    President VS Aide

    Waitress VS Customer

    Popstar Vs Fan

    First Act: Pop Star Gone Wild

    I don’t know if you would consider me a slut, but I am. Being a pop star I get to stand up here on stage and watch all of your girls and guys getting really excited about what I’m doing. Everyone is always screaming my name and getting wild down there in the crowd. That gets me really hot downstairs. I’m the star and I have a fetish for being watched like this. It’s probably one of the most exciting things in my life.

    Right now, I’m on stage belting out a half decent song as people clap and scream like it’s the best thing they have ever heard. I’d hate to tell them the truth, but this song isn’t even me singing. It’s mixed up with another woman’s voice (she’s amazing). I’m just the package on the outside of the present.

    I mouth the words to the song as I do my little dance. This game I’m playing is all about being super fake and making people think that I’m some awesome singer when in reality I can barely get by compared to some of the other players in the international scene if asked to sing in public (something that I’m under contract not to do). No, this is all fake and it’s just how I am when I’m around men: Fake when in front of the media, but all slutty whoreness in the bedroom.

    I’m already looking out at the crowd looking at me and wondering who will be the one tonight. There are several guys that have got the type of bodies that I'm interested in with their strong arms and powerful big chests. As I’m just mouthing words to a song I know like the back of my hand, I have a lot of time to look at them.

    One particularly good looking one at the front catches my eye. I check him out, but then note that he has a pretty little brunette girl next to him and she looks attached. I may be a slut, but I’m not a bitch. Man stealing is a great way to get into the papers and I’m not keen to see some stupid fool crying about how I fucked her boyfriend. I decide he’s not the one and continue my search.

    Nothing catches my eye for awhile and I wonder if I’m going to be able to do my daily deal this time. I make it a priority to have sex with at least one fan per day. It surprisingly how easy it is to convince a guy to do you when you’re famous. Last week I was at a bookstore promoting my latest album and, during a break, was able to fuck the manager. It was the best day of his life and I have to say that it really put some energy back into me to get out there and pretend like I care about the fans that I’m not fucking. Illicit sex with strange men is my fuel and I’m a thirst V8 in need of a regular refuel and tune up.

    I stride across the stage and come closer to the crowd. I pretend like I care about what they're feeling right now and point out at them, shouting some words of encouragement that have been scripted by the marketing department.

    My backup dancers do their deal and I skip back among them. I do that little sexy dance I’m famous for with my hips and move my arms and legs around in strange fashions that look cool, but I’m sure if there are aliens out there somewhere in space watching my concert, they

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