18 Ultra Short Erotic Tales (14 page)

When
he entered me, it was something I will never forget. They both stretched me to
the limit making me cum repeatedly. I must have screamed with the feelings I
was having, my juices were almost pouring out of my pussy. Barry was giving
short fast jerks making sure that his entire cock was buried in my cunt.
Jonathan was only managing to get his half way, but it was enough to make me light-headed
and at one point, I thought I was going to pass out. At last, I started to feel
Barry was coming. I could feel the first jet of sperm hit the wall of my pussy
and then a second and third, he was filling me up. I kissed him hard making him
kiss back in a lustful manner.

Then
I felt Jonathan was coming too, he withdrew and spent his load on my back. I
pushed my way down the bed and took Barry's cock into my mouth tasting both his
and my own juices. It wasn't long before he was fully hard again; he wanted to
fuck me again, as did Jonathan. Therefore, I lay on the bed telling them to
take me. Barry picked up my legs while standing at the foot of the bed, and pulling
me slightly down the bed, he placed his cock at the entrance and thrust it into
me. I gasped as his weapon sank all the way in, the feeling of being a slut
soon passing as I thought how women who heard this story would wish it could happen
to them. Jonathan started to jerk himself off while watching this carnal lust.
My pussy at this stage was feeling used like never before or since, but I was
enjoying it immensely.

All
this must have turned Jonathan on, for he started to cum over my face. I tried
to lick it all up, but some of his cum went over my head landing on the floor.
Barry started to moan aloud, and with his pounding coming to an end, he came
just as I was having the last orgasm of the night. We all lay down after that
and talked about the evening's events, and as we talked, I could feel the sperm
running out into the panties I had put back on. I think I was still coming an
hour later when Barry dropped me off—my panties were soaked. I walked up to the
house, which my parents had left me, looking back at the car driving off in the
distance, I wondered if I would ever have an orgasm that rivaled the one I had
had tonight.

The End

The Mailman's Tale

I'd been doing my route now for
fifteen years and I knew everyone. In fact, I took pride from the knowledge
that people on my route called me by my first name. I've had a few adventures
during those years, the sort you'd read about in erotic novels. There was one
particular house where two young females lived; their names were Charlene and
Carrie Wright. I had seen them blossom into the finest pair of young women on
the street.

Charlene had just turned eighteen
and Carrie was nineteen, so when they greeted me in the mornings, I was
familiar with them both. I knew that Charlene had just turned eighteen, simply
because I had a wad of birthday cards in my bag for her. I was running a bit
late that morning, as there had been a minor accident at the depot, which put
everybody behind.

Charlene greeted me, knowing that I
would have a few cards on me. I sorted their mail out and then took one out of
my jacket pocket.

"This is from me," I said
handing her another card.

She pecked me on the cheek and
started to say thanks, when we heard Carrie cry out. It sounded urgent so I
rushed into the house to find a small fire coming from the frying pan. Carrie
was just about to throw water on it, when I shouted, 'No!' I quickly explained
that that would just fuel the fire, while wringing a tea towel out under the
sink taps. Then pulling the two girls back, I placed the towel over the pan
making it go out almost immediately.

They both thanked me and then
Charlene asked me if I wanted a coffee, which I said yes to. While I was
drinking my coffee, I couldn't help noticing Charlene's attire; she was wearing
a very short skirt and a tight top, which really showed her figure off.
However, more than that, she seemed to be playing up to me, because once or
twice I caught a glimpse of her panties as she bent down in front of me for
whatever reason.

Passing it off as dreaming I drank
my coffee and then said my goodbyes, wishing Charlene a happy birthday.

A couple of days later I found
myself back at their house delivering a few letters, and discovered that the
doors were open. I knew their parents had gone to their friend's home for the
weekend and wondered if everything was ok, so being concerned, I entered their
home calling out Charlene's name as I walked in.

There was no answer, so I looked
around on the ground floor, but after not finding anybody, I walked up the
stairs. It wasn't until I reached the landing, that I heard moans coming from one
of the bedrooms. I quickly reached the bedroom in question and opened it
slightly.

There on the bed was Charlene
putting a vibrator into her pussy, her eyes closed as she began to writhe on
the bed. I wanted to back away but my legs wouldn't move and I seemed to be
stuck to the spot. Her pussy looked so cute; she had shaved her hairs away and
you could see the moistness of her juices sticking to the vibrator.

My hand was resting on my cock, as
I unconsciously started to rub it into an erection. Her body was such a turn-on,
as she pulled her breast about with one hand, while probing her pussy with the
vibrator in the other. Then I suddenly came and made a moaning noise, as the
inside of my pants became very wet.

She looked up, covering her body
with a sheet, and I felt so embarrassed. I said sorry and proceeded down the
stairs. She suddenly came running after me, telling me to stop.

"Please, don't go," she
said with a sweet smile on her face.

"I am so sorry, I found the
front door open, which was unusual and called out your name, but when there was
no answer I became concerned, and then of course I stumbled upon you," I
said wanting her to know that I wasn't a peeping tom.

"It must have been Carrie,
she's gone down to the store and sometimes if you try to close the door too
quickly without checking it's shut, it comes open again," she explained.

I had stopped on the middle stair
when she was explaining all this, with cum juices running down my leg as we
spoke. She was still turning me on; she had only covered herself with the sheet
and one of her long legs was showing.

"Did you enjoy watching
me?" she asked, surprising me.

"Too much," I confessed.

"Come back upstairs and I'll
get changed," she said, reaching out for my arm.

I knew I shouldn't, but I just couldn't
help myself. We both went back into her room and then she asked me what I meant
by 'too much?' I told her the truth, that I had cum watching her and that it
was running down my leg even now. She then did something, which astounded me—she
allowed the sheet to fall to the floor.

My cock was suddenly revitalized as
it sprang back into action, her body looking nothing short of perfect. She then
reached for my zipper, taking it down with ease and pulled my trousers down,
followed shortly by my briefs and releasing my now throbbing cock. She admired
it for a few seconds, and then grabbed hold of the shaft, her hands feeling
warm, as her fingers closed over the circumference of my cock.

Then, bending down, she licked the
tip; noticing a bit of cum appearing from the end, her tongue touched it,
making it stick and then she tasted the salt. Her mouth then covered most of my
cock, as she proceeded to give me a blowjob. I started to moan, as the pleasure
of this single event carried on, and then she started to move her hand back and
forth in time with her mouth.

I looked down admiring her breasts,
as her head bobbed back and forth, the excitement building as the decisive
moment drew near. Then I stopped her, not wanting to cum in her mouth. I picked
her up gently, and then admiring her body again, I caressed her breasts. Then I
guided her to the bed, laying her down; she immediately lay on her back opening
her legs, which in turn opened her pussy lips a little.

I had hold of my cock, standing at
the foot of the bed, just staring at her beautiful body. Then I climbed on,
positioning my rod between her legs and feeling her pussy with the tip of my
cock for the first time. She moaned slightly, knowing that my shaft was about
to penetrate her outer defenses, and then I pushed, feeling it enter her tight
cunt.

She put her hands onto my chest,
holding me back and then whispered.

"Fuck me hard."

I let it go deep and then pulled it
back, the motion a slow one, as I wanted her to feel comfortable. Then I
proceeded to fuck her hard, my butt cheeks tensing as I plunged my manhood into
her canal.

"Fuck...yes...oh...yes...faster
please faster...oh...yes," she murmured.

With encouragement such as this, I
wasn't going to last very long, my pounding of her pussy made her almost scream
with pleasure as she started to have her first orgasm. Then I heard the
floorboards creak and spotted her sister Carrie at the door through the mirror
on Charlene's dresser.

She'd been watching just as I had
done, her hand down her panties as she finger-fucked her pussy while viewing
the show. Charlene was unaware of this as she screamed she was coming again,
only this time I joined her, my cum fairly exploding out the end of my shaft
and deep inside her pussy. I looked up to see Carrie was leaning against the
doorframe—her face a picture of bliss—as she too must have climaxed.

I slowed the pace as my escaping
seed ended and glanced at her breasts moving up and down with her heavy
breathing, her nipples fully erect. Then she looked up at me, smiling in a way
of thanks and I knew that she had really enjoyed that. I then whispered that
her sister had been watching us, but that she was gone now.

She didn't care; she seemed over
the moon that she had cum in such a wonderful way. I, on the other hand,
started to feel a little guilty, having known her since she was a little girl
of ten and knowing that this would completely change our relationship. However,
there was no denying that it was a wonderful moment in my life. What I didn't
know at the time was that this adventure had only just begun.

It was two weeks later when the
next part happened. I was just approaching the Wright residence, when I saw the
mother and father taking Charlene somewhere in the car. I was three doors away
at the time and when I reached the house, Carrie was at the door.

"Hi Carrie, how's things?" I said.

She suddenly started to cry and I
had no idea why.

"What's wrong, I hope nothing bad?"
I said moving in to comfort her.

"It's nothing bad; Charlene has
finally decided which college she wants to attend. Mom and dad have just taken
her and I suddenly realized that I will miss her a lot," said Carrie.

"Well of course, that's only
natural. You'll see her again though and you can catch up on all the things
that are happening in your lives."

I then took out a clean
handkerchief from my back pocket and handed it over to her.

"Here, dry your tears. Oh, while
I'm here could I use the restroom?" I said knowing that I had a couple of
blocks to walk yet.

"Yes, come in, you know where it is
don't you?"

"Yes, thank you."

When I'd finished, my intention was
to finish my round and go back to the depot. That's not what happened however.
As I walked towards the front door, I couldn't see Carrie so I shouted thanks
and reached for the door handle.

"Before you go, would you do
something for me," said a voice to my right.

I looked around to see that Carrie
was standing in the sitting room doorway wearing a housecoat.

"Yes, of course, what would you
like me to do?" I replied.

Her first response was a silent
one, as she opened her housecoat revealing her naked body beneath and allowed
it to fall to the floor.

"Will you make love to me like you
did with my sister?" she finally said.

I was speechless; I couldn't get
over the shock of what she'd just done. Her body was unbelievable and when the
words she just uttered began to sink, in my erection was almost instant. I must
have hesitated for too long, because the next thing I know, she's taking my
silence and the fact that I have a pole sticking out in front, to mean that I
am interested and she immediately knelt down in front of me to unzip my fly.

I looked down as she reached into
my pants and watched her taking my cock out. When it suddenly popped out in
full view, she admired it before placing the end into her mouth. I closed my
eyes, enjoying the moment and only reopened them again when I felt my cock
sliding into her mouth. She was still holding it and licking the ridge whenever
she brought it out. I knew straight away that she'd done this before.

Her large breasts were rocking back
and forth, as her head moved in and out and I gently placed my hands at the
back of her head so that they moved when she did. My god it felt good. I was
already feeling close to the inevitable, and when I knew my seed was about to
make an appearance, I told her. She chose to ignore me and kept sucking until
finally it was too late. I exploded inside her mouth and still she kept
sucking.

She carried on until I'd stopped
completely and she was satisfied that I'd stay hard. When she finally let go of
my cock she looked up and with almost a pleading voice, she said, "Fuck me."

I helped her to stand and picked
her up before taking her upstairs. When we got there, she pointed to her own
bedroom and after kicking the door open; I walked in and lay her on the bed.

Then I took complete control by
first spreading her legs and then kneeling in-between them. The first time the
tip of my tongue touched her clit, she let out a deep-throated sigh of
satisfaction and spread her legs a little wider. I licked and then used a
finger to move her erect clit around while I sucked her pussy lips into my
mouth. She started to squirm and thrust her hips up to meet my tongue and then
suddenly arched her back before screaming that she was going to climax.