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Authors: Carl East

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BOOK: The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales
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I'm a single woman, aged twenty-one and my
name is Cherrie. I'm also the world’s biggest show-off or
exhibitionist, which ever you prefer. I get off on having my goods
on display, and yet just lately I was feeling that it wasn't enough
anymore. There was a time when I could cum just seeing a guy
getting hard whilst staring at parts of my body, but the excitement
seems to have diminished somewhat.

 

It was on that bus ride though that my life
was about to take a turn for the better. You see I overheard a
conversation that had me intrigued; it had something to do with a
place called Fantasy Inc. Anyway, this place was meant to be the
best for getting ones fantasizes fulfilled. So when I got off the
bus that day, I went looking for a paper shop and bought the exact
same paper I'd seen them reading on the bus.

 

On my way home I quickly located the page,
which wasn't hard as it took up a full page spread. I then read it
to myself, and before reaching my house I'd already decided to
check it out. I had an early dinner that night, and decided to go
to bed soon after as I was feeling a bit out of sorts. In the
morning though, I was fully refreshed and raring to go so after
breakfast I set off to locate this Fantasy Inc place.

 

It was on the other-side of town for me, so
it meant catching two buses. An hour later I finally reached my
destination, and entered the building feeling totally confident and
hoping for the best.

 

"Hello miss, can I help you?" said a young
female receptionist.

 

"I've come about the ad, and was hoping to
see someone today as I have to travel quite a distance to get
here," I said, looking sorry for myself.

 

"I'm sure we can arrange something. If I
could take your name miss, it would help us to quicken the pace a
little," she replied, handing me a small form to fill in.

 

I took it to one side and quickly filled in
the relevant bits and handed it back.

 

"Thank you Cherrie," she said, taking my name
from the form. "If you'd like to take a seat I'll let the boss know
that you're here."

 

I sat down, picking up a magazine that was
lying on a coffee table as I did so. Just ten minutes later I heard
my name called and saw a young man holding a door open for me,
whilst ushering me in. After sitting down he introduced himself,
and asked me if I'd got a fantasy in mind.

 

"I've got a sort of confession to make first,
you see I'm a bit of an exhibitionist but just lately the spark
that used to exist has died down a little. Anyway, I was wondering
if there was anything you could do to rekindle it?" I said, not
feeling any shame whatsoever.

 

"Most definitely Cherrie, I can virtually
guarantee that by the time your fantasy is concluded that it will
not only have rekindled that spark you mentioned, but set it
ablaze," he boasted.

 

I had to admit, he sold me almost straight
away, and before I knew it I was paying him $350 and being told
that my fantasy would happen in a week from now. I was then handed
a piece of paper that had explicit instructions printed on it, and
that I wasn't to deviate from them.

 

Once I left I looked forward to the event,
and couldn't help wondering what they would do. In fact the nearer
that day got, the more excited I felt, until the morning I awoke
and realized that today was the day. I'd made sure I had everything
on the list, which included a short skirt. That one was funny to
me, because I didn't own a long one. I also needed either a button
up blouse, or a halter neck. I had a red halter neck top that
really hugged and showed all the right parts, it was one of my
favorites.

 

My shoes were the only things I could choose
myself, so I decided upon the high heel sandals with wrap around
ties. They showed off my long legs, and with a pair of stockings
and garter belt the outfit was ready. They didn't say anything
about panties, so I decided upon a thong.

 

When I'd showered and fixed my hair, I slowly
got ready before looking in the mirror. I looked quite sleazy,
which is how I liked it. I bent down purposely in front of the
mirror, and looking back I could see my pussy indented through my
thong, perfect I thought. I was now ready, so off I went.

 

I wore a long coat as it was a bit cold out,
and soon found myself at the address on the piece of paper. Once
inside I could hear music coming from a large hall, and once I'd
taken my coat off and hung it up I entered. Inside the hall were
about fifty people, mostly men but with a scattering of women as
well. As I crossed over to the bar I honestly believed that every
set of eyes in that room were on me.

 

Needless to say, I liked the opening of this
already. I also couldn't help but notice how many of the men were
absolutely gorgeous, and realized that I'd fuck them all if I got
the chance.

 

'That's not about to happen though,' I
thought as I reached the bar.

 

"What can I get you miss?" said the
barman.

 

"I'll have a G&T please…could you make it
a double," I said, reaching for my purse.

 

After getting my drink I decided to sit down
and check out the crowd, as I wanted to warm up before doing
anything else. A lot of them were dancing to the fast music, and a
decent beat that was playing through the various speakers scattered
around the room. I could feel my nipples hardening just from the
few men that were clearly checking me out, so I had high hopes that
this night would be a night to remember.

 

I drank my drink pretty fast, and ordered
another one. I felt I needed to loosen up before having any fun.
After drinking that, I was approached by a young Adonis of a guy,
who asked if I'd like to dance. To be honest he could've asked me
to strip and I would've done it.

 

"Yes, I'd love to," I replied, taking his
hand as I stood up.

 

I felt sufficiently loose now to start and
enjoy myself, so as the music slowed down when we walked out onto
the floor I was glad. I wanted to get as near to this guy as
humanly possible. He didn't waste anytime bringing me up close to
him, as we slow danced around the hall. His hands soon found their
way to my butt, and as I was so close I could smell the cologne he
used and sort of drifted into a contentment I'd never experienced
before.

 

About half way through the music I could feel
his cock pressing against my thigh, and couldn't help imagining him
stripping me off and taking me right there. He was a perfect
gentleman though, and when the song ended he guided me back to the
table and thanked me for the pleasure of my company. All I could
think was 'If you want pleasure, stick around,' as I thanked him
back.

 

By now I was wondering how many of these guys
were here solely to fulfill my fantasy, because I doubted they were
all here just for my benefit. By the time I'd had my third drink, I
was ready to play and play hard! So when the next hunk asked me to
dance, I was more than willing to comply. This one had a beard,
which I have to say I've never liked, but I had to admit it suited
him. He was a little taller than me, so the view down my top must
have been a good one.

 

He brought me in close; just like the other
guy only this one was a little more forward. When he put his hands
on my butt, I could feel him edging up my skirt a little until his
fingers rested just below my butt line. I could also feel the
hardness of his large cock as he pressed in close, and desperately
wanted to unzip him there and then just so that I could suck that
beautiful shaft of his.

 

At that point the lights were dimmed and some
very slow music came on, which is when my night really began.
Suddenly I could feel this guy’s fingers creeping up ever closer to
my thong, until quite skillfully he was pulling it to one side and
running a finger along my already wet pussy lips. I didn't look at
him or attempt to stop him, hell I wanted more, instead I brought
my right hand slowly to the front and purposely ran it over the
fabric of his trousers and the bulge that felt wonderfully
erect.

 

The next thing I know he's unzipped his pants
and I can feel his meat in my hand, I'd never experienced anyone so
forward before and I loved it. I didn't know if anyone else could
see any of this as we were very close together and the dance floor
was quite crowded. Plus of course the lights had been dimmed, but
as I took a good hold of his cock and began to stroke it he moved
back and forth as if fucking my hand.

 

Whilst all this was happening he was still
stroking my pussy with a single finger, but then he pried my sex
apart with two digits and buried his index finger inside me. I came
there and then, and could feel my juices running over his finger. I
took a look down at that point, and witnessed a gorgeous looking
cock sliding back and forth through the palm of my hand. I would've
done anything to drop to my knees and engulf it with my mouth, but
even I have some ethics.

 

I felt hot as he finger fucked me, and before
the music ended I'd cum twice. When the song did end he disengaged
from our hold, and quickly tidied him self up before thanking me
for the dance. I stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek, saying thank
you. I then intended to go back to my seat and have a quick drink,
but was stopped by another guy who asked for a dance. This one was
equally as good looking as the last two, so there was no way I was
about to say no.

 

He was a little shorter than me though, but
only by a couple of inches. I remember thinking; Adonis's come in
all shapes and sizes. At first this guy simply wanted to dance, and
I was quite happy to oblige but as the song wore on I could feel
his hand getting closer and closer to my breasts, until finally
he'd crept up my halter top with one hand and was cupping and
squeezing my right breast.

 

My hard nipple was in the centre of his palm,
and each time he squeezed I could feel a tingle of delight running
through it. God I was so wet at that moment, and all I could think
about after all of this touching, is that it wasn't enough. I so
desperately needed to feel a large cock fucking my brains out. My
thong was soaked, and my mind was full of sexual images.

 

Then I felt another pair of hands behind me
and another hard cock pressing onto my butt. Turning my head I
discovered another good-looking guy smiling at me, and I felt like
I was the middle of a sandwich. The record playing stopped shortly
after that, but they kept on dancing until the next slow one came
on. I was more than happy that they did, as what happened next I
would never forget.

 

The guy in front suddenly stopped groping my
breast, and reached down to release his cock. I knew he was without
even looking down, as I could feel the back of his hand on my
crotch as he pulled his zipper down. To my amazement he then bent
his legs slightly, pulled my thong aside and pushed his hard cock
deep inside me all in one swift move. God it felt wonderful, and
when I looked around us, I couldn't see a single person taking any
notice what so ever.

 

Then I felt the guy behind me unzipping his
pants, and the next thing I know I can feel his hard on pushing and
probing for my butt hole. As he found the hole I came, and found
myself standing on tiptoe as they both worked their cocks up and
down my pleasure zones. They seemed to be working in unison, as one
would go up the other would come down. My nipples were rock hard
and my juices were flowing down my thighs, and then I could feel
another set of hands.

 

I opened my eyes to find the first guy I'd
danced with cupping my breasts with both hands, and then starting
to remove my halter-top. I remember thinking that any minute now
the owners of this place are going to stop all this, but until that
happened I wanted to feel every wonderful sensation. Suddenly the
other two began to undress me and within a minute I was naked in
the middle of the dance floor. I could feel the cock in my pussy
pulsing rapidly a couple of times and knew that he was about to
shoot his load and as he did so I could feel the cock in my butt
coming as well. I was being filled with cum from two of the most
gorgeous men I'd ever laid eyes on.

 

When they both pulled out, I was suddenly
picked up by the other guy and carried to a table and placed gently
down. I looked around at that point and everyone was watching the
show, some were even playing with themselves openly. I could feel
cum seeping from both my holes, and placed my hand over my pussy to
see just how wet I was.

 

Then my legs were opened and spread apart on
the table, as the hunk I'd danced with first pulled me down the
table, and onto his waiting shaft. I let out a loud moan of
pleasure as he began to pound my moist pussy with a short but
incredibly thick cock. I could hear it slurping back and forth, as
his member rubbed against the walls of my wet cunt. Just as I came
again, I could feel a splash of something hitting my body, and
looked down to see another man's sperm sliding down my breasts.

 

Turning around I caught sight of a man
finishing off with another blast that hit my neck. My mind was a
whirl of emotions, and when I felt the guy inside me coming I
closed my eyes tightly. I'd never cum on the same day so much in my
entire life, and I remember wondering how this would all end. When
I got my answer, it was to be the greatest experience of my
existence.

 

I could feel strong arms forcing their way
underneath my body, and picking me up. I was then laid down on top
of another man, only this time I didn't know who it was as I was on
my back and hadn't opened my eyes. I knew I was at the edge of the
table, and when I could feel the guy underneath me probing with his
cock, I opened my legs wider. His large cock then entered my
swollen and very wet pussy with ease, as I rhythmically began to
grind my buttocks down upon him.

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