18 Ultra Short Erotic Tales (3 page)

My
curiosity about his cock came to a head at that moment, as I pushed my hand up
beneath the towel and found what I was looking for. He was huge; I mean, bigger
than even I had thought. I was having trouble getting my hand around it. I just
had to see this for myself, so I pulled his towel away revealing a cock that
was so thick it didn't surprise me that Sophia was sore. At that point, lust
took over. I had to have it in me, but first I wanted to suck it. Bending down
I tried to insert his cock into my mouth, but I was struggling to do so. I did
manage to get the head in, which I was content with for starters.

I
started to remove my top and skirt, not once stopping my actions on this
magnificent specimen. I licked and sucked his bell end making him squirm with
pleasure. Again, I tried to get it further into my mouth, but it was no use—it
was just too thick. The mere thought of this weapon entering my cunt made me
wetter than ever before. He suddenly stopped me, asking what position I
preferred, I told him missionary. Laying me down, he positioned himself over me
touching my pussy with his rod. I reached around to undo my bra freeing my breasts
from their restraint; I then threw the bra onto the floor. This was it, I was
about to get the fucking I had been thinking of all day. Then he pushed
forward. Oh my God, what a feeling, my pussy had never been stretched like this
and I couldn't have been wetter. It may not have been the longest cock in the
world, but it was probably the thickest.

I
was having my first orgasm already, as his cock stretched me to the limit. Then
he started to fuck me fast, making me scream with the sensations his cock was
giving me. I was coming repeatedly, his pumping action not slowing down in the
slightest. My animal instincts seemed to take over as I raised my legs into the
air, wanting to make sure he could get in as far as possible. Feeling every
inch as it penetrated my drenched pussy, I started to feel light-headed. I'd
never before experienced multiple orgasms; he started to slow his pace, moaning
with pleasure. He was about to cum, and when he did, he was considerate enough
to pull out and I quickly turned myself around positioning my mouth over his
gorgeous cock.

Just
in time, a long stream of sperm hit the back of my throat making me gag a
little. He shot another three loads before easing up to a trickle. Swallowing his
seed, I sucked the end making sure he had finished. He then indicated that he
wanted to enter me from behind, which it turned out was his favorite position.
Once I had positioned myself, he wasted no time in placing his cock into my
pussy. Again, I was in heaven, his cock thrusting forward making me moan aloud,
a distinct feeling of his manhood being deeper in this position than it was in
the other. I grabbed the pillow tightly with both hands, needing something to
hold onto.

Coming
again I shouted out "Fuck me, fuck me," he started to build up some
speed, slapping his body against my ass as he thrust forward with the same lust
I was feeling. The pillow I was gripping was crumpled up into a ball; I was
biting my lip in an attempt to take this onslaught to the very edge of ecstasy
and beyond. I couldn't believe how wet I was; it was running down my legs and
soaking the sheets.

I'm
not a screamer by nature, but I had never experienced anything as intense as
this. The words that were escaping my mouth were sheer profanity; I wanted the
world to know that this cock was magnificent. He fucked me relentlessly, at one
point I thought I would pass out, then he suddenly slowed down, pulled his cock
out and came again, shooting his load onto my back. I almost collapsed onto the
bed, feeling completely drained of energy. After a couple of minutes, he asked
if I wanted to change positions, he still hadn't finished. I almost said no
more, but this was too good to waste.

He
then suggested a position I had never tried before. With me lying on my back,
he pulled my legs up over my head. Resting his hands on my ankles, he entered
me once more. Why I had never tried this position before I don't know, because
it was awesome, he'd managed depth and at the same time I could watch the
penetration. Although it wasn't the most comfortable position I had ever tried,
it was certainly horny. Then he did something no other man had ever done
before, he suddenly stopped fucking me, but kept me in the same position and
then started to lick my swollen clitoris. I had the biggest orgasm of my life
at that moment; it almost felt like I was peeing on him it was coming out so
much. Five minutes later, he got back into my pussy, with my legs still over my
head. This time he lasted for thirty minutes before ejaculating, by which time
I had had enough.

I
was shattered and a little sore; I was also very tired. Therefore, after
chatting for another twenty minutes, I thanked him for a lovely evening and
left. I hoped as I was walking away that I would get to fuck him again.

The
following day I met the gang in the usual place.

"How
did it go last night?" they all asked.

"Unbelievable,"
I said.

"Did
he have a thick cock, like Sophia claimed?" said Jill.

"Put
it this way, I was very sore when I got up this morning." I said, with a
smile.

The End

The Bus Ride

Stephanie
had stood in the rain now for thirty minutes, and still he hadn't turned up.
She wondered why she put up with his shit, and then realized that she didn't
have to. Walking towards the bus stop in the long country lane, she came to a
decision. She wasn't going to put up with it anymore, seeing the bus she ran
the last few steps, and then put her arm out to signal she wanted him to stop.

It was a Double Decker bus, so once
she entered and paid her fare, she headed upstairs to her favorite seat at the
back. That was another thing she hated waiting for—buses; this particular one
was a good ninety-minute journey for it went straight through without her
having to change. She found she had the entire top floor to herself, which
wasn't unusual on country buses and for the next twenty minutes it was a
pleasant enough ride. Then she spotted two young lads getting on and coming up
the stairs; this made her nervous. However, as luck would have it, she knew one
of them; he'd been in her class at school. She couldn't remember his name
though and as he sat down, he noticed her at the back.

"Stephanie
isn't it?" he said.

"Yes,
I'm sorry but I can't remember your name," she said, watching them both
coming down the bus to join her.

"Philip
Thomson, I sat behind you in English and this is Ray," he said, checking
her out.

"Oh,
yes of course, I knew I recognized you from school, sorry. Anyway, how have you
been doing since we left...um...eight years ago now isn't it?" she replied.

"Yes,
about that, I went into the army for three years, but I didn't care for it much.
I did get an engineering certificate out of it though, so it wasn't a complete
loss," he said.

Soon
she felt more comfortable and they started to joke with one another. They had
both sat on either side of her when they came to the back; it was the only seat
upstairs, which made that possible. She suddenly became aware of the fact that
Philip had a hard-on as she spotted the bulge. Wondering what could have elicited
that reaction, she looked down to find two blouse buttons had come undone. As
she wasn't wearing a bra, he must have had quite a show for the past ten
minutes. Discreetly as possible, she tried to do them up, without making it
obvious she knew about his erection.

"Oh,
you spoilsport," Philip said, making a face of disappointment.

"How
long did you know I was exposing myself?" she said, smiling, for she could
see the funny side of it.

"I
was always doing that at school," he confessed.

"What!
Peeking down my top?" she said.

"Yes,
I used to have such a crush on you, but you didn't know I was alive," he
replied.

She
realized there was some truth in that, everyone seemed to have their own
particular friends at school. She leaned forward and gave him a friendly kiss
on the cheek.

"That's
my way of apologizing, if I behaved badly towards you at school," she
said.

For
the first time, she actually looked straight at him, and noticed he was quite a
good-looking young man and not the spotty brat she used to know. He seemed to
be blushing, which she thought was cute, but his friend who hadn't said a word
in the entire time they had boarded the bus, started to laugh.

"You've
still got the hots for her, haven't you?" said Ray.

She
suddenly kissed him full on the lips, to which he replied by embracing her and
kissing back. She didn't know why she did it, perhaps it was her way of saying
sorry for how she had treated him at school or perhaps she wanted to, somehow,
get her boyfriend back for the way he treated her. She only knew that she
didn't regret doing it, for it suddenly became more than just a kiss. His hands
were starting to wander and she wasn't even attempting to stop him. However, it
was when she felt her blouse being undone that the action really started, for she
looked down to discover it was Ray's hands at work. This was becoming very
erotic; as they continued to kiss, Ray put his hand into her blouse and started
to massage her breasts. Her hand went down to Philip's lap and once she felt
his zipper, she started to unfasten it.

The
motion of the bus just added to the thrill she was feeling, and then she could
feel her blouse being removed. She still gave no resistance, as she placed her
hand down Philip's trousers and felt his hard cock through his underpants. She
was topless and now had a mouth covering her left breast. Her nipples were
standing erect, as Ray sucked and pulled on them. Philip suddenly pulled his
trousers down, not wanting to wait any longer and she saw his cock for the
first time. A nice specimen she thought, grasping hold of it. She had come too
far to back out now so decided on the next step herself. She stood up, removing
her panties, and then got into a kneeling position on the seat and started to
give him a blowjob, knowing what Ray would be doing.

Her
mouth engulfed Philip's cock as she started to deep throat him, and then she
felt her skirt being lifted up and placed onto her back. Ray's cock could then
be felt at the entrance to her pussy. She had been leaking her own juices for
the past ten minutes, so Ray had no trouble with entry. His cock slid in,
eliciting a whine from Stephanie's lips. Philip by now was in heaven, not quite
believing this was happening, watching her head bob up and down, his engorged
cock feeling wonderful. Ray was going at it like a dog on heat, his cock making
her gasp more and more; her orgasms were coming thick and fast. Still she
sucked Philip's cock, trying all the tricks she had learned, to make him cum. She
was wrapping her tongue around his bell end whenever she brought it out, and
then speeding up. Philip knew that it wouldn't be long before he lost his load
and hoped beyond hope that she would take it all. Ray was the first to cum, his
moans giving him away before she could feel his sperm flooding her pussy; he
pumped for a few minutes more before pulling out.

Then
she felt Philip's cock start to jerk, knowing that she was about to receive a
mouthful. Sure enough, his hot sperm shot out hitting the back of her throat. She
swallowed much to Philip's pleasure and kept swallowing, his back arching as
she sucked, making sure that every drop had been taken. When she finally
finished, she redressed straight away, knowing that they had been very lucky to
have the bus to themselves for so long. As she sat back down she didn't quite
know what to say, but Philip broke the ice when he was the first to make a
comment. "Been a nice day, hasn't it?" he said.

They
all burst out laughing, the tension leaving them as they started to joke
around. She got together with him after that and found him to be a better man
than the one she'd just dumped. She never quite knew why she had allowed it to
go so far on that bus, but she would always remember it with a great deal of
pleasure.

The End

The
Hero

Have
you ever wished that you could approach someone you liked the look of and
simply stated that you wanted them? Well, that's just how I felt while standing
in one of those large supermarket checkout queues. She was in the queue next to mine, her legs were a perfect
ten, her ass begged to be touched and her midsection was a delight to behold. She
also had breasts you would kill just to get a glimpse of. I found myself
staring at this vision of loveliness, which in itself spoke volumes, as I never
stare. I was brought up to believe it was rude. But there I was almost ogling
this beauty, taking in every inch of this stranger and wishing I had the guts
to say, "You're beautiful!" but of course I didn't. In fact, when she
caught me staring in her direction, I pretended not to notice her.

The
games we play,
I thought, as I paid
my bill and walked towards the exit.

That
would've been the end to my daydreaming, had it not been for the events that
were about to unfold. I was out of the store and was in the process of hailing
a cab, when I saw the woman of my dreams appear on the street next to me; she
was also trying to hail a cab. I was about to open up a conversation when
somebody flew by, snatching her purse and legging it down the road. This made me
angry, so without thinking, I gave chase leaving my groceries on the ground. He
was fast but not fast enough, I had trained to be a runner with Olympic
aspirations but had not quite made the grade. However, I was more than capable
of catching up to someone who clearly did not work out. He had spotted me
almost immediately and was attempting to shake me off by ducking down alleyways
and back roads, until that is, he chose the wrong alleyway—for it was a dead
end.