The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales (74 page)

By the evening Linda was very tired and was
ready to call it a day, but upon reaching her office, she
discovered Stephen waiting patiently outside.

"Oh, Mr. Clark, I'm sorry, I forgot you were
coming to see me."

"I can call again tomorrow if you like," he
replied, making a move to leave.

"No, you're here now, so I'll take down a few
particulars, and then arrange an appointment for another
meeting."

They entered the office, with Stephen opening
the door for her, which was something she liked, for there weren't
enough people with manners anymore. Getting inside, she decided to
treat this as an informal meeting, and offered him a drink.

"I'll have a Scotch if you've got one?" he
said, taking a seat.

Linda poured the drinks and sat next to him,
noticing his eyes move away from her body as she sat down. For the
first time in ages she had erotic thoughts, just wondering what he
would be like in bed, then discovering she was guilty of doing
something he had done earlier, she was staring.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

"Sorry, I was miles away."

"I know what you mean, I did the exact same
thing to you this morning, remember?"

Linda looked at him again, remembering his
eyes, and wondered why she hadn't spotted it before; his eyes were
deep blue. Then she got down to business, by taking some details
from him, and refilling his glass a couple of times. By the time
they had finished they were feeling a bit merry, and were staring
at each other even more.

Linda wanted to kiss him, but had a rule,
never to mix business with pleasure. Stephen on the other hand was
not so hampered, for he suddenly leaned forward and kissed her on
the lips, taking her totally by surprise. At first she was stunned,
but soon realized that she'd wanted this to happen, and decided to
kiss him back.

Their lips met, and his right hand gently
caressed her cheek as their tongues found each other's. Stephen
placed his left hand onto her thigh, making her open her legs
slightly, and then moved it upward. She felt his fingers brushing
against her panties, as the kiss became even more passionate,
placing her own left hand around his neck to draw him nearer.

Stephen circled her panties with one finger,
feeling a wet patch starting to develop; he proceeded to pull the
edge of her panties to one side. Linda was enjoying this, and
sighed as his fingers touched her moist pussy lips for the very
first time. The kiss became even more heated as he pressed his
fingers firmly against her opening, then suddenly they slid their
way into her body.

Stephen broke off the kiss and got down onto
the floor and between her legs; he quickly pulled her panties down
and off. She looked down knowing what he was about to do, and
getting even wetter as he pulled her legs apart, and leaned forward
to kiss her soft inner thigh, mere inches away from her pussy.

Linda placed both hands behind his head,
gently pulling him onto her waiting pussy lips, and then moaned out
loud as his tongue slipped between her lips and began to flick her
clitoris. Stephen held her hips firmly, pulling her towards him,
and getting a better access as her butt came forward to the edge of
the couch.

He decided to bring a finger into the
equation, making her writhe on the couch as it probed her insides,
then using it to scoop out her juices and lick it off. Linda
started to have her first orgasm at that point; feeling incredibly
turned on by watching him perform this act of pure lust.

He teased her to the point of coming and then
stopped to stand up and remove his clothes, never once taking his
eyes off the swollen folds of her drenched pussy. Linda lay
sprawled on the sofa watching him as she started to ease out of her
clothes. When he was naked, his impressive cock stood proud and
erect, making Linda lick her lips, as she removed her final
garment. Her bra hit the floor just as she leaned forward to suck
the tip of his thick long cock.

It was Stephen's turn to sigh now, as he
looked down and watched her mouth moving back and forth, his cock
pulsating as the blood that kept it hard pumped into the veins. He
had never known a blowjob to feel so intense, and felt his knees
buckle slightly as she tried to engulf his entire cock down her
throat, but only managing to take seven inches.

She used her tongue repeatedly on the tiny
slit at the end of his cock, darting in and out, then sliding his
joint back into her mouth, and making him moan with pleasure.
Bringing her right hand up to grasp his hardness, she pumped him
gently, moving her hand in time with her mouth, and wanting to make
him cum.

Stephen knew he was close to cumming, but
decided he didn't want to cum in her mouth, he wanted to feel the
closeness that making love could bring. So he stopped her and
reached down to grab her hands. She pulled herself up with his
support and they kissed again as their bodies touched while their
tongues played the game once more.

Stephen's engorged cock rubbed against her
thighs as her breasts pressed into his chest, and he began to lower
her to the floor, eager to penetrate her pussy. Lying on her back
she looked up, as he positioned himself between her legs, then
knelt down before her, his cock finding the wet entrance in an
instant.

Linda took a deep breath as he pushed forward
and stretched her tight pussy. He was in and moving forward, his
nine-inch cock going slowly and being stopped only when their
bodies met. He stayed there for a few seconds, wanting to enjoy the
moment, and gazed into her eyes, they shone from the light he had
kindled; making him aware that she was receiving a lot of pleasure
from this encounter.

The lovemaking then took on a whole new
meaning, for Stephen started to speed up, making her cry out as he
plunged his cock in as fast as he could, her second orgasm coming
very quickly, followed closely by her third. She had always been
multi-orgasmic but this was a mind blowing event and found that she
was grabbing his ass as if to pull him in tighter.

Linda looked down between their bodies, and
watched as his magnificent cock came out then disappeared back in,
that one erotic moment making her orgasm again. She started to
wonder why he hadn't cum yet, but not for long, for she was
enjoying this moment far too much.

Then he stopped, and leaned forward to
whisper in her ear.

"Have you ever had anal sex?"

"Yes, would you like to do that?"

Stephen just smiled and pulled back to remove
his cock, making her sigh as the end brushed her clitoris upon
exit. She quickly got to her knees and looked back as Stephen
positioned himself. She felt his hardness pressing against her anal
passage. His cock was well lubricated from her juices, as he felt
the tip enter her tightness; her juices lubricated his member
making it almost easy to fuck her tight ring piece.

Then he was in, and she yelled out with the
pleasure she felt, his hand coming around to service her clitoris
at the same time. He made sure she could take it before speeding
up, and when he did she pushed her butt back for more. Her orgasms
were coming thick and fast as he plunged into her body. His finger
vigorously rubbed her clit to stimulate her next orgasm.

The sweat was running down his chest, as the
pounding continued, having never experienced anyone as tight as she
felt, and once again he felt that he was about to cum. This time he
didn’t held back, the excitement of this moment was just too great,
but he did pull out before exploding onto her back, his first
stream of sperm nearly hitting her hair and running off her
shoulder.

They relaxed a little after that, with Linda
telling him she had a walk-in shower in the bathroom, for times
when she stayed a little too late at work and wanted to freshen up
before going home. Stephen took her by the hand, asking her which
way, and finding the shower room pretty quickly.

Standing under it, he adjusted the settings,
making the water feel just right, as they lathered each other's
bodies with soap. He concentrated on her breasts, noticing that she
got aroused whenever he tweaked her nipples between two fingers.
She concentrated on his cock, liking how big he felt as she rubbed
his length.

Then he pressed her against the shower wall,
his hands slipping off her breasts and reaching for her hips.
Bending his knees, he found it easy to enter her pussy again, as
she reached over for a fixed hook on the shower wall, wanting to
help by pulling herself up slightly. Their passion as he fucked her
making them both feel hot, as yet another orgasm struck her
body.

"OH GOD...OH YES...FUCK ME...you’re
everything I’ve dreamed of," she shouted, as his cock hit the back
of her damp pussy once more.

He was finding this position hard to
maintain, but as he was close to coming, he was determined to keep
it up. Then he came, not slowing down for an instant, and wanting
to feel his own juices being pumped deep inside her body. She
moaned once more, feeling his cock erupt, and trying to grasp it
with her vaginal wall muscles, just to add that little more
pleasure for that moment in time.

They both then relaxed, with his cock
slipping out, and her breasts rubbing his chest once more as he
stood up fully. Sliding down she took his cock into her mouth,
wanting to taste his cum on her tongue. Stephen's cock jerked as
she sucked the end, his cum still trickling out and into her
waiting mouth, then she stopped and stood up. She kissed him gently
and leaned towards his left ear.

"Thank you, that was wonderful, I haven't
enjoyed sex that much for years."

He never said a word; he just kissed her lips
tenderly knowing that this could be the start of something big.

The End

Love Can Be Blind

Karen felt confident as the Doctor removed
the bandages, she’d been blind now for over two years and this was
her first real hope that she would regain her sight. As the last of
the bandages was removed the Doctor asked her to open her eyes, as
she did so she knew almost immediately that she was still blind.
She hoped for a second that it was just a matter of adjusting her
eyes, for she had been in the dark now for some time.

But the truth was she still couldn’t see; the
tears rolled down her face, as she told the Doctor it hadn’t
worked. He placed his arm around her shoulder, comforting her as
best he could.

“It’s not the end Karen, we’ll think of
something, I promise.”

Karen knew he meant well, and she also knew
that he cared whether or not she regained her sight, but at the
moment she wasn’t in the mood for comforting words.

“I’d like to be alone for a few minutes,” she
said, using a piece of tissue on her eyes that the Doctor had given
her.

“Okay my dear, we’ll be just outside,”
replied the Doctor.

She sat down sobbing uncontrollably, she knew
she’d built her hopes up too much, and was now paying for it. What
she didn’t realize was that a certain Student Nurse, whose name was
Eric, had stayed quiet in the room not leaving when the Doctor
did.

“I’m sorry it didn’t work Karen,” he suddenly
said, making his presence known.

“Who is that?”

“It’s Eric, a Student Nurse, I’ve been
following your case, hoping to learn more about your condition,” he
replied.

“Well, as you can see, the operation didn’t
work.”

“I’m sure they will try again, these things
are very difficult to put right,” he said, in an effort to give her
hope.

“Yes, I’m sure they’ll try again; please
forgive my foolishness,” she said, with a sniffle.

Eric placed his arm around her shoulder,
squeezing slightly.

“It’s not foolish to want your sight back,
it’s a God given right.”

She smiled at that, suddenly remembering all
those less fortunate than herself. They talked for a while, with
Karen opening up to this stranger, purely on the basis of liking
his voice. Then she got an urge to feel his face, and asked if she
could.

“Of course, if you’d like.”

She stood in front of him, then he guided her
hands up to his face, and she felt the soft skin of his nose, not
making out any blemishes. Then she moved around his cheeks, her
fingers almost shaking as she realized he was smiling. She
recognized it from the slight dimples in his cheeks.

“What are you smiling about?”

“You’re tickling me,” he said, laughing.

Karen laughed with him, touching his forehead
with not a wrinkle in sight as it were.

“How old are you Eric, if you don’t mind me
asking?”

“Twenty-five,” he replied.

“You’re the same age as me, now that’s a
coincidence.”

They talked for a while longer, and then the
Doctor came back, asking if everything was all right.

“Yes, Eric here has made me see, in the
rhetorical sense, that I still have a chance to get my sight back,
I thank you Eric,” she said, groping for the door.