Interracial Erotica Vol. 1

By Sophie Sin

Four erotic short stories by Sophie Sin. Included are a deli store owner cheating with a hot pants wearing MILF, a girlfriend setting up a threesome with a model, one woman's cockolding of a loser ex-boyfriend who dared too much, and a kinky romance between a woman and the man she finds too attractive to speak to. There is something for everyone within!

'Interracial Erotica Vol. 1' contains the following four stories:

# Sporty Women & Tight Pants (Seduction)
The tempestuous white harlot steps through the door in pants so tight that she must have sinned twice just putting them on. Mr. Abdul leans over the counter. Is Hot Pants going for the condoms? A price check is in order. And with that another sordid encounter has begun that will leave the aforementioned Indian shop clerk very happy and one young white lady more so.

# Dairy Deli Threesome (Kinky)
Karry has always been a bit of a twisted sex fiend, but today she has reached new levels of fiendishness. Sammy stares down at the picture she has sent. His eyes are appropriately wide. "A model..." And so another sordid threesome adventure has begun; however, this one has more kinky twists than Sammy could have ever imagined.

# Teach Me, Please (Domination)
They all thought they were so tough trying to kidnap a young woman, but they didn't even have a chance. Outdone and outclassed, she offers them an ultimatum: Satisfy her fully or face a fate worse than death - all in front of her foolish ex-boyfriend, who thought he could get revenge on her for dumping him (silly boy). And with that, the most horrifyingly kinky story in the series begins.

# Dairy Proposal (Romance)
Bobby walks through the door. Diana looks up and seeing her stalker quickly puts her head down. "I'm here to discuss the loan." She shudders. The man's voice makes things tingle in her; his gorgeous body and handsome face are worse. If he were ever to find out about her secret practices... her fetish. No, it is unthinkable. And with that, two people fell in love - sort of.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lunatic Ink Publishing
• Release date: Nov 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310110177

Sophie Sin

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

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INTERRACIAL EROTICA VOL. 1

Sophie Sin

Copyright 2013 Lunatic Ink Publishing

Note: This is a collection of short works of around 5000 words. If you would like to find more collections like this then feel free to check out Sophie Sin’s short story collections (containing several stories each). 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 works.

Table of Contents

Sporty Women & Tight Pants

Dairy Deli Threesome

Teach Me, Please

Dairy Proposal

Sporty Women & Tight Pants

Abdul's Dairy #1

Meet Mr. Abdul

Sporty Woman enters the convenience store. Mr. Abdul watches her with the suspicion of many years of seeing the most faithful customers turn to theft in a moment of poverty bought on by spending too much in the weekend and feeling too hungry for words.

She browses the shelves with the eye of one looking for something no-cal, low-fat, energy rich, tasteless, bland and most certainly made by a half dozen Chinese workers with unsanitary hands.

'You like that, don't you, you dirty little minx?' he thinks with a twitch of his left mustache. Abdul admires her finally honed breasts. They are large and bouncy like the woman back home used to be before the Western devil's diet caught on and everyone got as skinny as famine victims before the famine.

She walks over with something clutched to her bosom. He wonders if it is her time of the month again. She seems to be rather squeamish about the purchase of her lady goods.

I want these, she says, sliding a 12 pack of extra large condoms over the counter.

Abdul stares down at them. What to do?

You are aware these are extra-large, ma'am? he begins.

She blushes.

My boyfriend is large.

He nods in understanding (although, deep down he feels a twinge of jealousy at such a manly device plundering this woman's white flesh).

I see. Is there a price on these?

He flips them over and notes there is not.

Oh, it looks like there is going to be a price check coming, he says in enjoyment.

She opens her mouth. Her eyes are wide. He can only imagine the feelings she has running through her right now.

Can... he says into the microphone beside the cash register.

$20, she states quickly, her hand covering the microphone.

Ah, you know the price. That is good. I was worried that I might have to ask how much the condoms are. Sammy doesn't like having to come up from the mini-deli to check. He will be pleased.

Sammy is Abdul's lazy son-in-law. He is 20 and the complete personification of all that the white devil has bought to the good people of India to destroy the moral fabric of good Indian society.

That will be $20, Abdul states, quietly changing the price on the till from $7.99 to $20 before the woman notices.

She reaches down the front of her top and pulls out a stack of bills. He smiles widely at the front row view of that lovely cleavage of hers. Allah be blessed for today's bounty.

Sporty Woman puts the money down on the counter and Abdul takes it. He slips the $20 into his pocket (it's bound to be nice and sweaty. He can almost imagine the smell of it) and opens and closes the till.

Thank you for coming to Abdul's Dairy. Have a nice day.

She takes the brown paper bag that he stuffs the rubbers into and looks around to see if anyone is watching. Abdul vaguely wonders why her boyfriend is not doing this for her and why she is doing it for him. He will never understand the white devil and what he does to his many mistresses.

'Still, I DO understand the attraction,' he muses while staring at her ass wiggling about in her pants. The white devil has tastes that he shares.

Getting It On

He slips around the side of the building. The woman didn't notice when she pulled the wad of cash out of her breast pocket, but her business card slipped out onto the floor, probably from the bottom of the stack, and got stuck in the small slot of the door that leads out of the register booth.

And what do we have here? Abdul whispers to himself.

He can hear the thumping going on inside. There is a crack in the curtains. The short Indian man of 40 or more in his 'Abdul's Dairy' uniform bends down. Does he dare?

Leaning forward, he looks left and right. No one there. It's the middle of the day. The apartment block is large. There won't be many people that can afford to live here that can also afford to have a day off work like Miss Hot-In-The-Ass-Area here is. 9 to 5 is the devil's best strategy for keeping the honest man down.

He looks through the slot and grins. There is a big man of the sort of size that sportsman might be with enough training and hard work right behind Sporty Woman with her ass cheeks in one hand each. Abdul rubs himself and settles in to watch, while keeping on ear open for the approach of the enemy (whatever form he might take this time around).

The man pulls out in one long pull. It is as