The Collected Pocket Novelettes

By Asia Aguirre

Asia Aguirre is a hip erotica writer sure to satisfy your carnal desires. This collection features FIVE of her sexy novelettes, torrid and uncensored. You will experience tales of shark-shapeshifters, vampires, nymphomaniacs, mysterious strangers, and hot babes. Indulge! Adult 18+

• Language: English
• Publisher: Private Pocket
• Release date: Dec 8, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310067983

Asia Aguirre

I was raised by galactic sea creatures off the coast of Southern Japan, stolen by shark-men in tweed jackets and whisked away to the shores of a post-USIDENT USA. I hold an MFA in Bizarro phenomenology, noise-shamanism and raunchology from an experimental sex cult college on the banks of the Ohio River. I now tend to my garden mannequins, write strange and, hopefully, life affirming fiction, love erotica and pulp, and drink as much coffee as I can. Thank you for reading my stories and books. I have a lot planned. Let's grind.

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The Collected Erotic Novelettes of Asia Aguirre

Copyright 2013 Private Pocket Originals

Cover Creative Commons by Sir Mighty Mac: http://www.flickr.com/photos/sirmightymac/4153920620/sizes/o/

Smashwords Edition Erotica

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Table of Erotic Contents

1. Bikini Hellkittens

2. Hot Tub Tiger Sharks

3. The Curse of the Widow's Anklet

4. Vampire Sex Drive

5. In the Great White's Lair

BIKINI HELLKITTENS

Linda's cheek hits the sink. Sally yanks her back by the hair. Linda clenches her teeth, and Sally blows cigarette smoke in her face, tongues her mouth and throws her to the tiled floor like trash. The college bathroom is full of smoke and stale perfume. It's class time.

You tramp, Sally says, I'm going to lift my skirt and give you something to snack on.

But Linda--quiet Linda, bookish Linda--has some tricks up her skirt, too. She kicks Sally right in the thigh, sends her limping back, crashing against the door. I told you, Linda says, Pete's mine and one day, we're going to get married. But she's trembling.

One day, Sally says, massaging her thigh, I'm going to lick you so hard, you break. Something clicks. Sally flicks open a switchblade, snaps her fingers. The bathroom door shoots open and Sally's fellow mean girls, Julie and Donna, strut in, long hair, evil smiles, flashing more leg than a wing shack. Give us your money, Linda, and maybe we won't fuck up your pretty face. Julie and Donna just stand there, hands on their hips.

And Linda's been here before: in the bathroom, on her knees, aching and helpless, dizzy.

Or, maybe, Donna says, smacking bubblegum lips, you want to join us for a session of find the nub? I bet you're hiding a real pussy treasure down there. Might have to inspect. She wiggles her fingers for effect, makes a squishy sound.

Not worth it. Linda forks out a wad of cash, her textbook money, and throws it at their feet. Julie swoops down and paws it, passes it to Sally. This all you got? Sally says. Next time, you better have more, honey, or it's payback time. The girls nod. Linda stands, straightens her skirt, her sweater. Sally shakes her head. Well, see ya around, yeah? Next time, don't be so cold.

Fuck off, Linda says, wiping her mouth. She fights back the tears. Third time this week.

The three girls leave. Linda draws water from the sink, wipes her mouth, her lips and takes a deep breath, letting the hot water pool in the sink. A stall door swings open.

It's Kim. She lights a smoke.

Linda watches her through the mirror. You in there the whole time, huh?

Kim: Yeah, but don't worry. I won't tell anyone. She takes a cool drag. Kim's a college sophomore, one year younger than Linda. She has black shoulder length hair, beautiful pale skin, full lips and black eyeliner. Her skirt barely hides her panties and her knee-high bobby socks are pulled up tight to her thighs. Compared to Linda's tan flavor, flaxen hair, and hazelnut eyes, Kim takes the cake for hot girl eye candy around campus. She sticks out.

How do I...?

How do you deal with them? Kim says. You have to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Linda shuts off the faucet, leans her butt up against the sink, surprised by the sink's coldness on her behind. I'm weak, Kim, she says, hoping this will draw Kim in. I don't want to fight.

Kim drops her smoke in the toilet, stands close to Linda, and Linda likes it. She looked up to Kim since she first saw her. With a body like that, who wouldn't? We can start now, Kim says. Training.

You mean...? Linda says, smelling her smoky perfume, feeling herself tingle.

I mean, slide your panties down. I want to see you.

And instead of taking this as a threat, as the violence that Sally and her girls dole out to Linda week after week, she feels her pussy growing wet from Kim's come on. She shivers. Right here? In the bathroom?

Yeah, Kim says, closing in on Linda's neck, licking gently and kissing her neck up to her ear. Summer school. She takes a deep breath of Linda's hair.

Linda feels a rush of moisture inside her. The fear, the hate, the regret, everything pulls her to Kim and she moves her mouth to Kim's and they kiss in a rush of passion. Linda wraps her arms around Kim's curvaceous body, sliding them down to her ass, kneading and groping her hand further down so as to finger Kim's womanhood through her panties. Kim's skirt is soft on Linda's hands and Linda squeezes her ass when Kim's hand plunges past Linda's breasts and starts stroking her pussy through her skirt.

Do you like the way my hand feels rubbing against your pussy? she asks. Linda nods, moans, can't control herself any longer. This is what she wants. She wants Kim, wants every part of her. Put your hand in my panties. Please, Kim begs. And Linda slides her hand back up Kim's ass, under her skirt, and slips it down her panties, easing her way into Kim's moistened pussy. She inches a finger in to the wetness, rubs it around the folds of her lips sending Kim into a long moan.

Kim rips Linda's skirt open and tugs it down exposing Linda's soft pink panties, a present from Pete, the ones with the little bow in the front. Kim roughly grabs them and shoves her hand in, pushing past Linda's dark hair and sliding her finger inside Linda's soaking wet folds. Her finger slides up against the inside of her pussy, feeling for her secret spot and she hits it, sends waves of bliss shuddering through Linda's body. But Linda pumps her hand into Kim's pussy, harder and deeper, fucking her with two fingers from behind. This sends Kim gasping and rubbing. Linda throws her hair back, her free hand gripping Kim's breast. She cums. Linda's juices suddenly spurt from her pussy in a shower of ecstasy.

Lick me, Kim says. This is your training. You're passing with flying colors, but I beg you, lick me, please.

Linda's eyes shine. She smiles as Kim bends over and pulls up her skirt, pulls down her panties, shoving her round ass right in Linda's face. Linda takes it, grabbing Kim's asscheeks with both hands and lapping at Kim's pussy with her whole mouth. She reaches down and rubs her own clit, too, shaking with excitement as Kim's pussy smothers her tongue. She moans and licks, mirroring Kim's own pangs of pleasure. And Kim pushes her ass deeper into Linda's face. Tongue me, you bitch, she says. Work it around. Lick my clit. Linda obeys, licking and flicking Kim's pink skin faster and faster, working her own clit with long smooth strokes. Suddenly, Kim's knees buckle and she yells, Oooooooh, yes! She spurts. Her whole body spasms and shakes. Linda pulls her face away, still tasting Kim's sweetness and rubs herself to cum, too, right there on the bathroom floor. They let the moment linger, their bodies quivering with joy.

I think I need one of your cigarettes, Linda says.

Honey, Kim says, you can have the whole pack.

That night, Linda hears a knock on her window. She brushes her brown hair out her eyes, but it's too late. Her window is sliding open and a large figure is climbing into her bedroom. For a moment, she's frozen in panic, but he comes close, crouches down beside her. It's Pete. His sandy hair in the moonlight is beautiful. His blue eyes and smile light up her face. She smiles.

Am I dreaming? she says, groggily. "What time