18 Ultra Short Erotic Tales (5 page)

After
plying me with a couple of glasses of wine, he started to come on to me. It was
at this point that I started to get nervous, for although I was technically
still a virgin, I had gotten rid of the hymen myself but I'd never had a man
inside me. He was gentle, I'll give him that, but it was over all too quickly
and although I enjoyed it, it wasn't very memorable.

This
all happened over the space of a few days, and was nowhere near as memorable as
the next encounter.

I
had become aware of exactly how much my body affected men, and used that
knowledge to the best of my ability. One such event took place shortly after
meeting my very first sexual encounter. His name was Chuck, but his friends
called him 'Meat,'—I found out why later. He had spotted me going for a walk
and decided to make his move.

After
teasing him mercilessly for a few hours, he eventually managed to get a date
out of me and as we separated, I thought that he was cute. By the time our date
came along, I was ready for a good night and boy, did I get one.

We
danced at his local bar and were on the way home when he asked me if I'd like a
final drink at his place. His apartment was everything I knew it would be—a
mess—but as he was the one that had to live in it, I didn't say a word.

He
poured me a drink and then we sat down on his couch. I will always remember the
next hour, for he was so gentle and thoughtful. We had finished our drinks when
he leaned over and kissed me, a soft kiss the kind that you close your eyes
whilst performing. His left hand rested on my leg and his right hand gently
stroked my cheek, as his kiss became more intimate.

By
the time I realized his left hand was under my skirt, I was ready for sex and
wanted him to take me there and then. He touched my panties while my tongue was
playing with his; I was starting to get wet, and without messing about, he
pulled them to one side and probed my pussy with his finger.

I
was so ready for a fuck, which was evident from his finger action, as I was
soaked down there. I then felt his cock through his trousers and realized why
they called him meat.
What a specimen
, I thought, a good nine inches and
thick. I unzipped him with ease, and then pulled his package free; my eyes lit
up—what a cock. I had to taste him at that point, so I lowered my head and
licked the end. His cock jerked as I sucked the end into my mouth then I tried
to go as far as possible down his shaft.

He
was too big though, and I could only manage about halfway. I could taste a
little pre-cum that was salty and looked forward to the real payload. I
couldn't wait to feel this monster inside me, but was happy to continue my
sucking as he moaned, sitting back on the couch. I tried very hard to get his
cock down my throat, but it was no good, his thickness made it too difficult.

Then
I felt him jerk and knew I was about to be rewarded for my efforts, as the
first stream of cum hit the back of my throat, a little more forcefully than I
had anticipated. I swallowed as much as I could, but found it almost impossible
to take it all as some escaped from the corner of my mouth. Bringing my fingers
up I scooped it all into my mouth, hearing him moan even louder as I brushed
the end of his cock, and then swallowing the final drops.

He
must have wanted to return the favor, for the next thing I know he is kneeling
on the floor between my legs and pulling me to the edge of the couch. When his
tongue touched my clitoris, it felt wonderful. I knew I was going to cum
straightaway, and as he probed my pussy, that's exactly what I did. The feeling
of that orgasm will forever be engraved on my mind, he knew I was Cumming and
lapped it up, making it a very pleasurable experience.

Then
we both removed any clothing that we hadn't already ditched and got onto the
floor. He gently got on top of me, wanting to rub his cock over my body before
penetrating me and then he started to kiss me again. I could feel his hardened
cock pressing against my thigh, as this kiss became a long passionate affair,
then I felt him guiding it to my pussy and the tip just entering me.

I so
wanted to feel his hard cock at that moment that I lost control and grabbed his
butt cheeks, pulling them in towards my body. His cock thrust forward, making
me gasp as I received his entire length, then he moved slowly up and down, his
face a picture of bliss as he fucked my cunt. My orgasms were so intense, no
one had ever made me feel the way he did, and I found myself hoping that this
would never end.

As
if that were not good enough, he then started to go faster, making me scream
out for more, as he plunged his magnificent cock as deep as it would go, before
pulling out and repeating the procedure. I didn't know until that point that
multiple orgasms were real, because I lost count of how many times he made me
climax. My throat was feeling dry as I shouted out with ecstasy for the
umpteenth time.

"Samantha,
wake up, it's time for work."

I
awoke, and the realization that I had been dreaming was the first thing to hit
my conscious mind.

"Oh,
damn it Jack, why couldn't you have left me for just ten more minutes, I was
having the most incredible dream."

"Sorry
love, but you'll miss your train.

"Ok,
well perhaps I will have it again sometime."

I
got out of bed and only then realized that my panties were soaked—that really
was an incredible dream.

Rosebud

The
early morning rain was slowing down. As Rose looked out the window, the
splattering of water coming from her guttering and bouncing off her windowsill
made it a clear indication that she needed to get it seen to.

Rosebud,
or Rose to her friends, was looking forward to the coming night, for she was
entertaining work colleagues of her husband's and had gotten everything ready.
This event would change the way Rose looked upon sex, but she had no way of
knowing that.

She
set about cleaning some glasses which were stored in the shed, and made sure
she placed drink mats wherever there was a chance someone would be placing a
drink. Knowing that her children were being looked after by a family member,
she relaxed for a couple of hours unwinding from the week's hectic schedule.

By
the time six o'clock came around, everything was in place and she was looking
forward to having a drink. Her husband came in at six-thirty and informed her
she could expect the first guest at around eight. Then seeing everything was
ready, he poured himself a drink and kissed Rose on the cheek for getting it
all prepared.

At
nine o'clock, the dinner party was well underway, with everyone laughing and
generally having a good time. There was one man there that Rose couldn't help
but notice, for he seemed to be staring at her all night; not that she minded
she was aware that her slender figure was still an asset.

Her
dress was a beautiful long affair, which exposed her bare back and gave away
the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her 38DD bust was more than capable of
filling it out, as the cleavage at the front clearly demonstrated.

As
the end of the night approached, her husband's friends seemed to drift off one
by one, until she thought they had all gone. However, returning to the lounge,
she found her admirer was still there and asked him if he would like another
drink.

"Yes
please," he said, handing her his glass.

Her
husband then informed her that Frank would be staying the night, in their room,
and they would be sleeping in the spare room, as it didn't have carpeting yet.
Frank was from out of town, and would be going into work with him in the
morning. Rose of course accepted this, and decided to check the bedroom in
question, to make sure he had clean sheets.

By
the time they had all retired for the evening, Rose was exhausted and couldn't
be bothered to get into her usual nightdress, opting instead to sleep in the
raw. This one event was probably the catalyst for what happened next, for only
twenty minutes after retiring, she had to go to the bathroom and completely
forgot she was naked.

After
finishing in the bathroom, she crossed the hall and proceeded into her own
room, forgetting that their guest was now under the sheets. She climbed into
bed, not bothering to put the light on, for fear of disturbing her husband.
Then she cuddled up to the man she thought was her lover and best friend. She
thought of the stares Frank had given her and started to get aroused, then she
put her hand down the sheet to grasp hold of her man's cock.

He
was rock hard, but he felt different. Then she realized what she had done,
shooting up straight in the bed and putting the side light on.

"Oh
my God, I am so sorry, I completely forgot you had our bed," she said, her
face turning crimson.

"I
think I guessed that, but it was fun anyway," he replied, grinning from
ear to ear.

Just
then, her husband came into the room. He was quickly informed of the mix-up. He
listened and then started to laugh; he found it all very amusing and they
talked for a while. It was when Rose confessed that this situation had turned
her on slightly, that the best night of her life began.

"You
should see my wife's body—it's magnificent," said her husband, completely
surprising Rose.

"I
very nearly did," replied Frank.

Rose
blushed, pulling the covers up a little higher and feeling trapped in the bed,
as she was still naked. Her husband then asked her to move up, surprising her
yet again, but getting quite aroused at the possibilities that lay ahead. She
moved over, brushing against Frank's hip and then her husband climbed into the
bed.

"Why
don't we have a bit of fun," said her husband, pulling the covers back to
reveal her breasts.

"I'm
game, if you two are," Frank replied, his eyes fixed on her lovely erect
nipples.

Rose
was shocked and excited at the same time, but she could feel her pussy getting
wetter as they commenced placing their hands onto her body. Frank rolled the
nipple closest to him around with his fingers, eliciting a sigh from Rose's
lips. Her husband meanwhile went straight for gold, as his finger now
penetrated her moist pussy.

Her
emotions were heightened as Frank's mouth suddenly started to suck her nipple;
and she began to climax, having never experienced anything so erotic. Then she
got bolder, reaching a hand down to once again grasp hold of the cock she had
felt earlier. She knew, as she rubbed it, why she had realized this wasn't her
husband, as his cock was thicker, but just as long.

They
then decided to get into various positions, with her husband telling her to get
into his favorite. She got to her knees, her inhibitions seemingly disappearing
as Frank knelt in front of her, at the head of the bed. She saw his cock for
the first time and never hesitated, as she lowered her mouth over the end.

Her
husband had no trouble getting into her extremely moist pussy, and proceeded to
fuck her from behind for all he was worth. The moans emanating from Rose's
mouth were more than enough to tell him he was doing all the right things.

Frank's
cock was now well inside her mouth, as she moaned from the assault of her
womanhood and starting to suck with earnest, eliciting moans of pleasure from
them both. She had always dreamt of this, but never imagined it would come
true, now it was happening and she was in heaven.

"Mmm...
I love the feel...of your cock...in my mouth."

Her
husband always had staying power and was proving it now. His pounding of her
pussy suddenly increased in intensity making her moan aloud. Frank however,
couldn't hold back any longer, as his cock started to jerk in her mouth and the
first stream of sperm shot into the back of her waiting throat.

Rose
sucked harder wanting to drain him as he came again, the taste of his seed on
her tongue as she swallowed for the third time. She didn't stop sucking,
wanting him to stay hard, and looking forward to feeling his cock in her cunt.
Then her husband came, shouting out as his seed was pumped out into her pussy.
Her second orgasm was upon her—an orgasm the like of which she had never
experienced before, and one that left her feeling every bit a woman.

Then
they changed places, with Rose tasting her own juices on her husband's cock, as
well as the last drops of his own. She hadn't realized just how tight she was
until Frank had started to enter her, his thick cock stretching her pussy lips
and making her cry out with pleasure.

Frank
started slowly, wanting her to get used to it being there as he realized she
wasn't used to his thickness. Then when his cock was lubricated enough from her
juices, he began to work it faster. She had an orgasm almost the instant his
strokes speeded up, and was feeling every single inch as he ploughed into her
pussy.

She
had never been a multi-orgasmic person and indeed thought that that was a myth,
but she now knew better for her fourth orgasm was upon her.
I will never
forget this night
, she thought as she sucked her husband's cock and felt
such a pleasure from her pussy.

By
the time, her husband had cum again, her orgasms numbered six, and she could
feel Frank's sperm escaping from her pussy and running down her legs. They talked
for hours after that with Rose hoping—no—praying that this would happen again.

The End

The Sex
Machine

The
year was 3098; the day was Saturday, the time 4:30 pm. My name is Caroline and
the story you are about to read is true, or at least it will be. You see, I had
the privilege of being the first time-traveler; I had just arrived in the Hall
of Fame. The press was there in their hundreds, and all trying to ask questions
at the same time until Professor Mamit stood up calming them into silence, and
assuring everybody that I would answer all their questions, but only in an
orderly fashion.