Short Erotic Tales 3

by Carl East

  They were pressing up against her, their hands finding their way into her pajama bottoms. Pulling them down, she tried to push them back, but they were too strong. Hands were now removing her blouse revealing her large breasts; a finger was being inserted into her pussy from behind. Lips were covering her nipples, whilst another finger was inserted into her pussy. She pleaded with them to stop, but her protests fell on deaf ears. A cock could be felt running up her leg from behind, yet before she could protest further, it was entering her pussy. Suddenly, she was forcefully bent forward and made to take a cock into her mouth. She gagged at first but then started to suck feeling it was the only way.

  The cock in her cunt was making her very wet as it pounded into her, the inhibitions that she had felt started to melt away as this unintentional rape continued. Then she was guided to the bed and made to sit astride the cock that had entered her pussy from behind. She then felt another cock at her ass, she shouted that she had never had anal sex before, but he pushed it in. She screamed both with pain and longing, for this was starting to really turn her on. The third one stood in front of her presenting his cock to her mouth, she at this point was too far gone to care.

  Placing her mouth over his member, she started to rock back and forth, feeling his prick deep in her throat. She now had three holes being filled her pussy wetter than ever before, the feelings her orgasms were producing, were totally alien to her. She had never experienced anything as erotic as this, yet at the same time she felt dirty, but she didn't care for they were making her cum again. Suddenly she had a mouth full of sperm; she tried to swallow it all but failed miserably, for it was running down her chin and onto the bed. Then she felt the one in her pussy start to jerk, knowing that he was coming, she tried to grip his cock with her pelvic floor muscles, but found that she hadn't the strength left. His warm seed filled her pussy as the one in her ass also started to cum.

  Normally at that point, the spell would be over, but Janet uttered the words, 'I want it again,' and found they had renewed vigor. She was placed on her back next, with all three taking turns to fuck her cunt, her screaming was echoing throughout the small but solid room. She had two of them playing with her nipples while one screwed her, making her want it harder and faster, never before knowing this feeling of wanton lust. They repeatedly took her orgasms over the edge, making her cum in a way that she hadn't known possible. When it was over for the second time, she allowed the spell to come to an end, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

  "What have I done?" she said to herself.

  Then she realized that she could have stopped it at any time, just by repeating the spell. She knew at that point, it was something she had wanted to do, and knew that from this day forth she would not be so prim and proper. She got up and dressed herself, and then saying the words that would get her out of the mirror she ran up the stairs. Upon entering her room she found that Stephen was still asleep, she carefully and slowly pulled the covers back, revealing his cock.

  Then she placed her mouth over it, bringing it to life. Stephen awoke to find Janet sucking his cock, and then lay still to enjoy the moment. She was unusually good today, thought Stephen, watching her head going nearly all the way down the full length of his shaft. He placed a hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair. She started to moan which in turn started to turn him on; he could feel his cock was about to erupt. His seed entering her mouth with such a force he arched his back, somehow thinking that this would make it feel more comfortable. She swallowed every last drop, and then placed her head on his chest and held him tight. "I love you," she said.

  "I love you too," he replied, placing a hand on her shoulder.

  "You've been in the mirror, haven't you?" Stephen said, knowingly.

  "Yes…I wanted to talk with Azamond, who has now gone on a walkabout to discover how much has changed," she replied.

  "And?" said Stephen, knowing there was more.

  "I tried one of his spells," she confessed.

  "Good for you," replied Stephen, surprising her.

  She sat up and looked into his eyes.

  "You don't mind," she said.

  "No, I don't mind, did you enjoy it?" he asked.

  "Yes, immensely," she replied.

  With that they held each other for a long while, knowing what love they felt for one another, and no matter what happened in the days to follow, they would always have each other.

  Chapter 5

  Janet and Stephen sat holding each other; both were staring at the mirror. The mirror had been found in an old antique store, and held a secret that had not been discovered for hundreds of years - the secret being Azamond the Sorcerer, the creator of the mirror, who had been rescued by activating an old spell he himself had left in the mirror. Janet and Stephen had seen the inscription on the bottom of the mirror, and when they had spoken the words, they had been imprisoned within the mirror it’s self. It was while there, that they discovered what the mirror was capable of, the sexual fulfillment of anyone, who found themselves imprisoned.

  Janet walked over to the mirror, and began to look more closely at the engraving around the edges. The mirror's frame had had a lot of work put into it, for the design was very intricate.

  "Do you want to go in?" asked Stephen.

  "Yes and no, on the one hand I would like to experience the joy of what happened to me earlier, but on the other, I am worried that it will change me in some way," she replied.

  "You will only change if you want to change, and I will be there to make sure you are safe," said Stephen, placing his arm around her for reassurance.

  They both entered the mirror, having spoken the words at the base, and then Stephen picked up one of the spell books they had discovered on their first visit. He wanted to experience something new, so he carefully scanned the pages, looking for anything that might stand out. Having been written in Latin it took some time before he eventually found something that looked interesting.

  "Does that word mean spoil?" he said, pointing it out to Janet.

  "Yes, I think it does," she replied.

  Stephen had no idea what was about to appear, but thought it warranted investigation. The word in question was Spoliare, but as this could conjure up just about anything to do with eroticism, Stephen had been intrigued.

  "Spoliare," said Stephen.

  There in front of him was a beautiful naked woman, with auburn hair, long legs, and breasts that held themselves proudly, with erect nipples, and in front of her was a bath half filled with warm water.

  "Oh yes, this could be fun," he said, taking his clothes off.

  Stepping into the water activated the start of the spell, for this gorgeous female came forward, and before he could sit down, she was pouring a scented soapy liquid over his back, and then rubbing it into his skin. When she had covered most of his body, she stood in the bath with him, and then continued with both hands to lather his chest up. He suddenly found another pair of hands doing his back, and upon turning his head he found it was Janet, who was also naked. With Janet rubbing the soap onto his butt, and the auburn haired beauty moving down to his cock, he had already got an erection.

  His cock felt hard as she started to swap one hand with the other and then felt one of Janet's hands coming around to cup his balls. This felt good he thought, as they continued, and then scooping up some soap from his chest, he applied it to the woman's breasts with both hands and started to wash and massage her bust. Janet was now pressing her own breasts onto his back, the soap making her slip and slide all over. Once or twice he nearly came, but each time he got close, the auburn beauty would stop rubbing his cock and concentrate on his chest. After a while this was driving him crazy, so he decided to turn his back on her and let Janet continue. Knowing what he wanted Janet started to rub his hardened cock with both her soapy hands, and then he felt the auburn beauty reaching around to do the same. He now had two pairs of hands both rubbing his engorged cock. He couldn't take it anymore, his sperm sh
ot out the end landing on Janet's leg, and his knees felt like they were going to give way as the second load hit the end. The two girls didn’t stop until he was completely spent, and then the spell ended and the bath was gone.

  "You have got to try that!" he said, leaning over to kiss her neck.

  "I think I will," she replied, saying the word.

  Another bath appeared, along with a bronzed six foot male, whose large cock could be seen dangling between his legs. Janet stood in the bath, again activating the start of the spell. He moved over to pour the soap onto her body. Stephen got into the bath and copied what Janet had done to him. The other guy was now running his hands up and over her pink nipples making them erect, and then coming down to her pussy he pushed forward with his hand rubbing harder than before. Janet grabbed his cock, sliding it from one hand to the other, he became erect, his large cock standing proud, but he carried on bathing her. She started to moan as Stephen also placed his hand between her legs, but from the other side. Then leaving one hand to wash between her legs, Stephen placed the other onto her bust, the extra attention making her moan more loudly.

  "Fuck me in the ass," said Janet, suddenly, staring intently at the cock in her hands.

  Stephen placed his now regenerated and erect cock up against her butt, and after finding the hole with his finger he guided it in. Once he knew the end was starting to enter, he pushed, the soap helping to make the entrance easy. Janet cried out loud, telling him to fuck her hard. The spell was still activated at this point, so the soap filled hand was still rubbing against her pussy. Stephen picked up the pace making her cry out that she was on the verge and not to stop. Stephen had to bend his knees, in order to get good penetration, the tightness making him want to cum again, for he had never fucked her ass before. She started to climax the combination of hand and cock making the moment a very pleasant one. Her pussy was so wet when Stephen placed one hand between her legs, his cock jerked as he too started to cum. Then the spell came to an end, with the man and bath disappearing; Stephen then pulled his now limp cock out.

  "I see what you mean, I really enjoyed that," she said, getting dressed.

  Soon they were sitting on the floor, with Janet showing Stephen what Azamond had given them as a reward. Stephen was understandably impressed, knowing that they had a fortune here. They discussed their plans, and then decided to check the spell books out from cover to cover both finding some very interesting spells that would have to be tried out, sooner or later. But that would be another story.

  Chapter 6

  Janet had gone back into the mirror, her thoughts of lust being the driving force behind this visit, but she was shocked to find Azamond the Sorcerer, who'd been shot. She rushed to his aid, but was assured by Azamond that everything would be all right. In fact, while she watched over him she could visibly see his wound healing itself.

  "How do you do that?" she asked.

  "It's a simple heal spell, one that most good sorcerers need to learn," he replied, as if this was an everyday event.

  "How did this happen?" said Janet.

  Azamond went on to explain that he was checking out this new world, when he witnessed a gun battle on the streets of one of our large and impressive cities. He just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Janet suggested that he lie down, and rest and that she would make something to eat. Once she had vacated the mirror, she put some soup on the ring of her cooker and heated it up. She started to remember how the mirror came to be in their possession. Stephen and Janet had found it in an antique store, and discovered upon reading the writing at the base, (which was in Latin) that the person or persons reading it were transported into the room that Azamond now lay in. At first they had assumed they were prisoners, but discovered that when read backwards, the words on the base of the mirror had freed Azamond, who in turn freed them.

  Getting the bowl of soup back into the mirror, she found that Azamond was now completely recovered. But he ate the soup, thanking Janet for taking the time, and then he started to tell her how the mirror came about.

  It all started when the king requested a place for complete and utter privacy, a place where only he had access. Feeling challenged I started work on a spell that could achieve his every desire, and before long I had come up with the perfect one. When I tested it out myself, I discovered how good it could be in here. So, whenever the king was indisposed within the mirror, I would work on the spell that would link me to it. The king wanted more and more ways to entertain himself within the mirror, so I had to come up with a varied amount of spells to quench his lust. This of course was not a bad thing, for I too learnt to enjoy the pleasures of the mirror.

  Janet looked through one of the spell books, and then turned to Azamond.

  "Can you translate some of these words for us, we can only recognize about half of them," she said.

  "You have fallen under the mirror’s spell, haven't you," said Azamond.

  Janet looked sheepishly at him before answering.

  "Yes…it has given me experiences that I had never thought possible," she replied.

  "Then may I suggest you try this spell," he replied, pointing to a single word.

  The word was, 'Placere,' which Azamond told her meant pleasure.

  "I will leave you for a while, so have fun," he said, disappearing.

  Janet spoke the word out loud, and was suddenly surrounded with four naked men; her thoughts racing back to the experience she'd had with just two. She stood in the middle looking them up and down knowing that as soon as she touched one of them they would come to life and service her, in ways that are hard to describe. She reached out running her hand over the chest of just one of these Adonis like males. They came to life, all reaching for her clothes, and starting to strip her bare, their hands touching bare skin as the clothes were discarded. She let herself be laid down, and then watched as the four bronzed men started to run their hands over all the right places. Her nipples hardened as they were visited time and time again, by probing fingers.

  Her pussy tingled with anticipation, the juices flowing freely as the first of many fingers passed between her lips. With them all kneeling over her, she could feel their hardened cocks pressing against her body. She looked down and reached for one, feeling how stiff it was to the touch, and rubbing her hand over its length. Then she felt another brush her face, turning her eyes she confronted a large one near enough to reach with her mouth. Opening wide, she encircled his gorgeous shaft, he pushed forward brushing by her lips, she engulfed his member, wanting to feel the hardness in her mouth. Then she felt one at her pussy, and moaned with the pleasure it was giving her, his cock going deep upon entry, and then rhythmically starting to move in and out.

  She could feel the cock in her hand rocking back and forth, while the man sucking her nipple into his mouth was also stimulating her clitoris with a single finger, as she was being made love to. The emotions that were running through her body brought on the first of many orgasms. She was in a state of bliss, a moment in time that could or would never be repeated. Then she felt the cock that she was holding start to jerk, his cum shooting up and over her breasts, she pumped him dry, feeling the pounding in her pussy more intensely. She came again, sucking in the cock with a passion she had rarely known, her clitoris was on fire as both the finger, and the cock imbedded itself inside her. Her multi-orgasms making her feel light headed, and then the rock hard cock in her mouth started to jerk, she could sense his sperm traveling up the shaft. Her tongue, was prepared as his seed hit the end, shooting a mass of cream into her mouth, she swallowed lustfully.

  Her nipples started to feel sore, as the one servicing them became over enthusiastic, pulling and biting the ends making them harder than they had ever been. The cock in her mouth started to deflate, making her want to get it back to full strength. Then, she felt ejaculation in her pussy, as her lover started to explode deep inside her, could she ever live without these experiences? Her thoughts were suddenly of Stephen her boyfriend
, but soon coming back to the lover who was now being replaced by the one who used his finger. Her mouth had by now succeeded in reawakening the cock that was placed in it, his shaft once again moving back and forth slowly, almost fucking her mouth. The cock that had entered her pussy felt thicker than the one before, because he seemed to be stretching her more.