Kinky Erotica Vol. 2

By Sophie Sin

Several erotica stories by Sophie Sin. Included are the story of a handsome gentleman suffocated with a bag for being a naughty boy to his deepest pleasure, a old man remembering all of his past conquests, a cheerleader on the altar with a well hung foretune teller giving her a big reading, and many more. There is something for everyone within!

'Kinky Erotica Vol. 2' contains:

# Replaying My Erotic Life (Memories)
All the way from the far of future he has come to delve deeply into the warm and willing women of his past. Everyone would like a replay, but this man from the future takes it to new extremes.

# Sexy Junior Cheerleader (18+ / Busty)
On the altar, hard as he can, fast as any could, the ritual master takes Kimberly Kern in front of her teammates with not a care for her decency or dignity. The woman is a harlot – a kinky one – yet she tries to hide it. He knows all, tells all, and uses it to break her to the point that those present will see it all tonight. The bad junior cheerleader is completely exposed.

# She Ain't Black (Interracial)
Black on black or is it just a good tan? Us black guys don't have it easy, but today things are going to come easy and that's a very good thing because this hotty is one that I can't bare to miss out on. Hot interracial action throughout.

# So Rough (Interracial)
I'm into black guys – big, bad, nasty black ones. These four, they aren't so bad – or at least I thought. One milky white woman takes on four hot black gang bangers in the office of the ever annoying ivy league university Professor Robert with no concern about the consequences that might follow.

# Spanking My Buttocks (Spanking)
Teacher spanks bad student. In the future fetishes are dealt with through The Strict Correction Department and with problems like hers she is going to need the strictest correction possible. In steps an experienced teacher to use a firm hand to take this willful 22 year old beauty from delinquent fetish lover to pure hearted virginal maiden. Lots of spanking in this sexy short story!

# Suffocated With a Bag (Air Play)
A plastic bag. White – empty - no air, I'm suffocating! Something wet slips over my dick. It caresses me, soddens my thighs, arouses. I moan. A hand presses the bag down on my mouth. No air! Four of them use me, abuse me and leave me wanting more. A woman scorned is a terrible thing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lunatic Ink Publishing
• Release date: Dec 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311360489

Sophie Sin

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

Book preview

KINKY EROTICA VOL. 2

Sophie Sin

Copyright 2014 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

Replaying My Erotic Life

Sexy Junior Cheerleader

She Ain't Black

So Rough

Spanking My Buttocks

Suffocated With a Bag

Replaying My Erotic Life

All the way from the far of future he has come to delve deeply into the warm and willing women of his past. Everyone would like a replay, but this man from the future takes it to new extremes.

Weirder things have happened than this, right?

I stand on the edge of time with a goofy smile on my face. There's a large hole that is shaped a lot like a strange looking orifice. It's kind of ironic that I'm about to jump into something shaped like this because what it resembles has been my main focus on this planet for many more years than I want to think about.

The scent of something sweet touches my nose. I glance back. There's a lollipop in her mouth and she's sucking it slowly.

You came to watch? I ask.

Perhaps, she purrs. Or maybe I'm going with you.

I snort. She's 20 years old.

You'd die if you tried. This is not for anyone your age.

Is it?

Yes, I say firmly. I'm sure we'll meet again.

Promise?

I'll do what I can.

A wind blows over us. For a second I am entranced by the slight jiggle of her comically oversized breasts. That frame is a work of art that only the future I live in could create.

I glance to the hole. My past awaits and I am not one to keep it so.

Until we meet again, I say to my lover.

I step out into nothingness. Immediately the world surges past, a blur of motion, something forgotten, nothing more than a glimpse of a huge city so technologically advanced that one such as me – a human who has existed for 5000 years – can barely remember when it was something more mundane, yet still beautiful in its own right.

I slip into what is most certainly a floating vagina. I am going home.

*****

It's 1999 when I wake up on the grass of a small field that has small yellow flowers popping up from the greenery here and there. It smells like a farm, but I soon find out that it is not.

Damn.

The Chicago Zoo's prize lion (Mr. Simmons from memory) – 40 years of age, which is 20 years my senior in my new body – lazily slips up from its feet. I'm bleeding from a small cut on my leg. It takes a long look at me and pads over.

Now... kitty. You don't want to eat me. I'm far too well aged.

It isn't listening. I back towards the wall.

Help! I cry.

It's a warm Chicago morning and the zoo is likely closed. The huge predator circles me a little.

Help! I try again. No luck.

The beast pads several steps forward and stops to look up at me. It yawns and rubs its head against my hand. I let out a big breath. Kitty wants his ears rubbed. I spend the next 20 minutes ruffling its fur until its quite satisfied and falls to sleep at my side.

You are actually kind of nice for an oversized cat.

I've never been a cat person (too many moving parts to maintain back in the future), but lions have just become an exception.

One large brown pairs of boots slam down into the ground in front of me. I blink several times as I admire what they are connected to.

Sexy... I murmur.

She's brown skinned and has incredible calves and thighs. Her butt is perky and well rounded and those breasts are nicely proportioned. No one in the future has less than a E-cup, so seeing something with a high C is arousing.

You are invading this lion's habitat, she notes with an angry look on her