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Ultra XXX: Deviant Collection
Ultra XXX: Deviant Collection
Ultra XXX: Deviant Collection
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Ultra XXX: Deviant Collection

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Four stories about Micheal the pick up artist. The young man goes from craving the new, wonderful and sexual to finding maturity in sex and learning his fair share of kinky lessons about women along the way. Before the final page of this collection is turned, he’ll come full circle in a hot threesome that readies him to find and seduce his dream girl.

The Deviant Collection contains the following four short stories:

# Finding My Sexual Self Again (Romance)
Everyone knows what it feels like to want it, to crave it, to try and fail to get it. That's the world that Michael knows; however, it's not the world he is meant for. His brilliant better self is waiting. Sex, mayhem and pleasure and pain. A bitter sweet erotic fantasy that takes us on a ride with Michael as he explores his life and what the future holds for it. For better or worse.

# Lessons In Sex & Women (MILF)
A month has past since Micheal was reborn in the fires of a married woman's withheld lust. Street game has become his new playground and he has had some success; however, a chance encounter with a beautiful woman is going to take him far beyond the what he is used to. Lessons in sex and lessons in women. Micheal is going to learn something today and it will change his life forever.

# Love, Sex & Maturity (Romance)
The dream girl and Michael have finally meet, but it's no easy pickup. A host of sexier men stand in his way. Is he good enough? Can he capture the heart of a woman so far beyond him as to be in a different league? Is he strong enough to be who he knows he really is deep down? He may be in his prime, but he needs to take a step beyond. Find out if he can within.

# Sexually Full Circle (Threesome)
All stories have to end somewhere. Michael's ends with a bang. Two women who have never met will share more than time together. Michael puts every ounce of his skill into freeing these gorgeous women from the bonds of their minds and society and takes them to a different place that will bring him sexually full circle and help him become the man he truly wants to be.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJan 16, 2013
ISBN9781301116393
Ultra XXX: Deviant Collection
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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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    Ultra XXX - Sophie Sin

    ULTRA XXX: Deviant Collection

    Sophie Sin

    Copyright 2013 Lunatic Ink Publishing

    Note: This collection contains several short stories of around about 5000 words in length. If you would like to read other erotic material similar to this then feel free to check out Sophie Sin’s short story collections (containing several stories). 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

    Finding My Sexual Self Again

    Lessons in Sex & Women

    Love, Sex & Maturity

    Sexually Full Circle

    Finding My Sexual Self Again

    Deviant #1

    Agony

    I feel so depressed that I could die. My hands shake as I grip my knees. My mind cannot even for a moment turn from the insult that is the beauty of this woman in front of me.

    She smiles at me and my heart pumps double time to the beat of a drum that is well and truly out of sync.

    That's lovely, she says in that sweet little voice of hers. It flitters through the air around me and I am subdued by it. The desire I have for her is incredible and it burns all the brighter when she meets my eyes.

    I'm so glad that I can have a friend like you.

    My heart does the one-two tap and flop. I'm failing in this tap dance of love and she's the reason for it. This woman has taken over my brain and made it her territory. I wish that I had never met her. I would be better off for it.

    She slips her hands up and brings them together. I know I should say something, but right now I don't really give a fuck. The woman has bought me here and I had hoped for more.

    I need to go, I say with more calm than I really feel.

    I reach down to the table and grasp my phone. Her hand slips over mine. I look up but find the look on her face is not the one that I so desperately hope to see.

    You are always so busy, she says sympathetically. She goes so far as to pat my hand twice with a small wry smile on her face. I want to scream in frustration because her teeth are pearly white and those large eyes of hers are driving me wild.

    She slips her hair back as I slip my bag over my shoulder and straighten my suit jacket.

    I'll see you at the office, I get out and rush for the stairs. They pass by in a blur and I come out on the street.

    Shit! I say, grabbing my right arm and squeezing it. I want to hurt myself. The pain helps some.

    People turn and stare at me. I look left to right and start walking quickly away. I don't care where I'm going as long as it is away from that woman.

    'Damn her to hell' is all I can think. How long have I pined over her, how long have I desired her, how long did I waste on this one?

    I stop and stare down the alleyway that I walk down every single day of the week, but never dare to enter any of the shops on. I lied to that bitch. I don't have to get back to the office for another hour.

    I turn, stop, turn and then look back. Today. Yes, no, maybe?

    My feet decide for me. I walk to the front of the nearest building.

    Pink Salon? I ask in my half ass Japanese to the Asian man at the door.

    No foreigners, he says after a long series of apologies.

    I walk to the next man. He turns slightly to the right and looks uncomfortable. Fuck it! I'm going to get in. I'm going to do it this time.

    Can I enter? I ask in English.

    He says something I don't understand.

    I pull out my wallet and show him the stack of cash in it. He shakes his head.

    I walk on. Another place and another. There is only one more salon on the street and it is a dumpy place with a buck tooth tout that always gives me the eye. I know I don't want to go into the place. I am terrified of STDs and the women in these places suck 100s of raw cocks a week - sometimes a 100 in a day!

    Fuck it, I say to myself. I walk the 20 meters down the road and hold out the 6000 yen price on the sign to the man. My hand shakes as he looks down at me from the stairs, which he is just descending.

    9000 yen. Foreigners pay more.

    I stare. 9000 for a 20 minute blow job. Is he insane? Apparently he is as he waits for me to decide.

    9000 ok. I pay, I say very slowly.

    Good. Foreigner good customer. You regular become.

    I shake my head, but hand him the money anyway. Why am I even doing this? This is demeaning to me and the women inside. How did it ever go so far?

    I think back to the woman sitting in the cafe about 400 meters down the main road behind me. That's how it got so far.

    I stumble up the narrow stairs that have red ripped carpet hanging off them and make my way to the top. The man makes me sit on a tiny stool up against the wall with a short comb over man, whose suit is a crumpled mess and looks slightly drunk. His skin is wrinkled with age and he glances at me in sly amusement. I'm - at least - half his age. The woman inside is going to suck this man's cock before me. I wonder how many girls they have. What is the chance that this old guy cums down her throat and she doesn't spit? My dick will be next down that hole. I nearly leave with just that thought in mind.

    An even older tout with nearly no teeth looks around the curtain. He says something to the other man after looking at me and they laugh. I don't think it was complimentary.

    The older man goes in. He returns 10 minutes later and gives me a half

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