The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales

by Carl East

  "We're here to show the latest line," said one of them.

  "I'm afraid he's not here just yet, but you could go through and change if you like?" replied the receptionist.

  "Ok, we'll do that," she replied, leading the way.

  Gary was intrigued as to what they were doing, and asked.

  "Oh, they're models, they've come to show the boss the latest in lady's underwear," was the reply.

  Gary wondered why their reception didn't indicate that they dealt in that line of clothing, but didn't think to ask. He just sat back and carried on waiting. Just then one of the girls popped her head around the door, and asked Gary if he could help them. Gary was only too happy to help, and walked over to the door. When he stepped inside, he found both models wearing only underwear.

  "We wondered what you would think of this line in lingerie, and thought we'd ask," one of them said.

  Gary just looked for a second unable to speak as he suddenly realized his mouth was slightly open. Closing his mouth and swallowing before saying anything, he walked around them both to take in the full extent of what he was seeing. Both sets of panties were barely covering their private parts, and the tops were completely see-through. His cock was once again growing at an alarming rate, and he felt compelled to touch one of them.

  "You look incredibly sexy, and the material feels amazing," he said, rubbing the material between thumb and forefinger.

  One of the girls then took him by surprise by running her hand over the bulge she'd noticed in his pants. Gary felt himself taking a deep breath, and looking down to see her hand stroking his shaft. Then they both started to kiss him, and start to undress him. The thought of stopping them never even entered his mind, and as the last of his clothes were discarded, both girls got onto their knees and were passing his cock from one mouth to another.

  He just looked down, watching the performance as he felt the tip of his cock hitting each of their throats. He was then made to lie down on the carpeted floor, while they carried on servicing his cock. Gary heard the door open, but couldn't be bothered to look up. He then felt a leg touching the side of his face. Looking up he discovered the receptionist standing beside him, and then felt his body coming as she stood astride his face and pulled her thong to one side.

  As she lowered her body, the two girls sucking him off were both greedily scooping up his jism as he sprayed both their faces. His cock pulsed as they kept licking the end, and then he felt the taste of the pussy he'd wanted to lick earlier. He knew he wasn't about to lose his hard on, for he was too worked up for that. The next thing he knew, one of the girls was lowering herself onto his hot cock, and while the other one was licking both him and her, he carried on licking the sweet pussy on his face.

  The moans from all the girls seemed to reverberate around the office, and made it all the more intense as he lapped at the juices running from the receptionist's pussy. She was gyrating as he continually flicked her clit around with the tip of his tongue, and he knew by the noise she made when she was coming. Her juices seemed to be filling his mouth, as she pulled his head into her thighs, screaming for him to lick her dry.

  Gary could feel himself coming at that point, and adored how tight the cunt covering his cock felt. As he came, so did the others and then they all got off the floor and got dressed, as if nothing had happened. He sat up, looking around the room before getting dressed himself. When he eventually got back out into the reception area, he found that everyone had gone. There was a note on the desk, and it read.

  "We hope you enjoyed the sample of our work, and will call Fantasy Inc again, soon."

  Gary smiled and wondered what his next adventure would be like.

  ***

  “Gary has now become a regular at Fantasy Inc, and because of Gary and people like him I’ve initiated a discount scheme for those that give us repeat work,” said Colin.

  “I have to say that shows quite a bit of initiative on your part Colin,” replied Judy.

  “Thank you.”

  “The next fantasy was probably the most incidental one of them all as it just fell into place like it was planned from the beginning. It involves a young lady who had desires for her next door neighbors, only they looked on her as a good friend and nothing more. If I may?” said Colin getting the next story together.

  “Please do Colin,” replied Peter.

  Story Three

  Colleen was washing the dishes when her neighbors Denis and David came into the kitchen, and was almost finished. She’d known them both for ten years, and treated them almost like family.

  "Hey Colly, have you seen this ad?" said Denis, as he placed the local paper onto the worktop.

  Colleen glanced over and spotted the Fantasy Inc logo, remembering that she'd intended to read that later.

  "No, what's it about?" she lied.

  She didn’t want her friends to know that she was seeking a bit of escapism for herself.

  "It's all about fulfilling your fantasies, and David and I were thinking of checking it out," replied Denis.

  "I wouldn't waste your money if I were you, it's probably a scam anyway," said Colleen.

  She knew that if they took it further it might interfere with her own plans.

  "Yeah, perhaps you're right. Anyway, David and I are going into town, do you want anything while we're there?"

  "No thanks Denis…just be careful out there," replied Colleen with a smile.

  Colleen was thirty-eight years of age, and although she wouldn't admit it she was lonely. In fact she was so lonely that she'd even fantasized about her own neighbors, as her husband had died several years earlier from a car accident. She'd been a young mother, having had twins at the age of nineteen but she still had the looks and the figure. She kept in shape by going to the local gym at least once or twice a week, and looked quite stunning for her age.

  She'd always had a slender build, and was rightly proud of her large and perfectly formed breasts. Until recently she thought she was happy, and it wasn't until her friend David was caught spying on her getting undressed that she realized how much she missed the touch of a man. The funny thing was David hadn't known he'd been caught and that's what had excited Colleen so.

  ***

  She'd gone to bed early that night, and hadn't quite closed the bedroom door. When she'd removed her cardigan, she spotted a movement in the freestanding mirror that stood before her. It was David peeking through the crack of the door, and for whatever reason this turned Colleen on. In the space of ten seconds she'd decided to give him a show, and not let on that he'd been spotted. It felt wrong but at the same time it excited her to know that she was turning someone on, even if that someone was just a friend.

  The first thing she did was turn to face the bed, and placed one leg up onto it in order to remove a stocking. She deliberately removed it slowly, and felt a tingling sensation running down her thigh as she did so. After doing the same with the other one, she then almost faced the bedroom door but not quite. After all she didn't want to frighten him off, and then she started to unbutton her blouse. Although by the time she reached the last button, a little guilt was catching up on her. She hesitated for a moment, trying to justify what she was doing. The fact is though; this was turning her on far more than she would admit. In fact she could feel the dampness in her panties, and this is what made her go that little bit further.

  Slowly she pulled the blouse off revealing a skimpy white bra, which held a gorgeous pair of breasts. At this point she could hear a sort of clicking noise, and with a shock of remorse she suddenly realized what it was. Her friend was masturbating to the show in front of him, mere feet away. He obviously didn't know that he could be heard, and Colleen tried to picture his cock gliding through his hand.

  Her mind was a mass of conflicting messages now. On the one hand this was really turning her on, but on the other she was doing something that went against her ideas of what a friend should or shouldn’t do. The thought of taking off her bra was just too great, an
d besides (she reasoned) it's not as if we're in physical contact. Having made the decision in that instant, she reached around to the back, pausing slightly for effect, and unclipped her bra. The sudden release, made her breasts bounce slightly forward and jiggle in that delightful way only breasts can.

  She knew now that her friend could see her semi-naked, and that it must be making him crazy with lust. She also knew that if she even touched her pussy lips now she'd explode with an orgasm, her panties were so wet and the thought of going all the way made it even worse. After unzipping her skirt and allowing it to fall to the floor, she sat on the edge of the bed. She only wore her panties and garter belt now, and wondered how to proceed.

  Then she had an idea, there was a chair facing the door in her room and it would be a perfect spot for anyone watching. She stood up and removed the garter belt and then she crossed the room and rummaged in the bottom draw for something. When she returned to the chair, she could still hear that familiar sound, of a man pleasuring himself and knew that her friend was still there.

  She'd gone too far now, and the thought of stopping never even crossed her mind. Slipping the panties off and discarding them, she then spread her legs knowing full well that her friend could see her neatly shaved pussy in all its glory. It was at that moment that she noticed something white hitting the carpet just inside the room, and knew that her friend had cum his load. She also knew that he wouldn't hang around now he'd want to clean up. Sure enough as she went to the door she heard the bathroom door locking, and upon looking at the floor and door she witnessed a couple of sperm spots. She cleaned them up before getting into bed, and had the most wonderful orgasm from thinking about what had just happened.

  ***

  Colleen looked over at the paper after thinking about that event, and started to read the ad. All your fantasies cum true, satisfaction guaranteed or your money back, it read. With the thought of what had happened with her friend, and how she'd behaved she felt it was time to have a little fantasy in her life and so after clearing up in the sitting room she was off.

  The office was in a well-known street in town, so she had no trouble finding it. Upon entering the establishment, she found herself to be the only one there except for the receptionist.

  "Hello Madame, how can we be of assistance?" she said, as Colleen approached the desk.

  "Um...could you tell me how this all works, I'm new to this kind of thing," replied Colleen, a little nervously.

  "Well normally a customer would have a fantasy in mind, and would ask us if it was possible to achieve. I might just add that so far our record is pretty good on producing the desired results. If you already know what it is that you want, you merely have to tell us, and we'll see what we can do," replied the receptionist, as she grabbed a pen and opened her note pad up, "Could I take your name?"

  "Um...Colleen Winters."

  "Right Miss Winters, I'm assuming it is Miss?"

  "Yes, that's correct."

  "Right, well you're in luck as there is only one client being seen at the moment, so if you'd like to take a seat you'll be next."

  Colleen sat down, feeling very nervous all of a sudden. She'd realized that at some point she'd have to reveal what her fantasy was and it wasn't something she felt comfortable talking about, especially to total strangers. In fact she became so nervous that she was on the verge of leaving when the inner office door opened, and a young man could be seen shaking the hand of a client and saying goodbye.

  "Ok Colleen, you can go in now," said the receptionist.

  Colleen stood up heading towards the office, and feeling edgy. Upon knocking on the door, she heard a muffled voice say 'come in.' When she entered the same man she'd seen a moment ago, ushered her to a chair and asked if she would like a drink. Colleen said no, and sat back in the chair.

  "Now Miss Winter's, or can I call you Colleen?"

  "Yes that's fine."

  "So what can we do for you, have you a fantasy in mind or would you rather see what we have to offer?" he said, handing her a glossy brochure.

  "Um...I do have a fantasy, but...well...I don't know...

  "Ok Colleen let me interrupt you there. As an organization we recognize the need for privacy, so let me assure you that anything you say to me is kept in the strictest confidence and that no part of any fantasy you have will ever be divulged to anyone outside these walls. Even if we can't deliver, which I must just add hasn't as yet happened to me in the eighteen months that I've been with the company. So please, take your time and tell me what it is you fantasize about. For my part I will not be judgmental, and let me assure you further I've heard some pretty outrageous fantasies. All of which were fulfilled, with the client’s blessing."

  Colleen somehow felt a little more confident after that speech and decided, at worst they'd refuse and at best they'd be able to help. So she opened up and told him exactly what she wanted.

  "A while ago, I caught one of my neighbors spying on me as I got undressed for bed. Now this event really excited me, and I know it shouldn't have, but it did. Now all I ever fantasize about is both my neighbors watching me do other things, but as this event was totally unexpected I didn't know how to achieve it," she said, not quite believing she'd said it.

  "Well, first of all Colleen, as a fantasy this is pretty mild. So you can stop feeling embarrassed about it, and secondly your fantasy is not only doable but I personally guarantee it will be achieved within the next three weeks. All I need from you is $250 and a signature authorizing us to help towards this goal."

  Colleen couldn't believe it would be this easy, but if her fantasy could come true she wanted to risk it. So she reached for her purse, and before she knew it she'd paid the man and was leaving the premises. The only other thing she was told before leaving was that when she received a letter through the post, with Fantasy Inc's trademark clearly stamped at the top she was to follow the instructions to the letter.

  Colleen did some shopping after that before returning home, feeling quite excited about the coming weeks.

  Two weeks later she heard the postman at the door, and upon opening it found she had to sign for a small package. Once opened, she discovered it was what she'd been waiting for. A note inside told her where to go and at what time, and also when to wear the ballroom mask that she found inside the package. The trademark was clearly visible on the header of the note so she knew it was genuine, and then she saw when this was all going to happen. It was in the morning, which fairly excited her even more. The note made suggestions on what to wear, but did say it was up to the individual at the end of the day.

  The next day Colleen decided to follow their suggestion, and wore a short skirt and high heels along with a tight fitting buttoned blouse. She left the house as specified and crossed town to find the building marked on a small map printed at the bottom of the letter. The only other piece of information was that she should don the mask before entering the building and proceed to the Forth Floor and find Room 12.

  When she reached the building in question, she took out her mask and slipped it on. She then entered and took the lift to the Forth Floor. Once there she checked the doors along the corridor until she found Room 12, and entered. The room she entered was bare except for a table and a piece of paper folded neatly on top of it, along with a very skimpy looking string bikini, and another door opposite. Figuring the note was meant for her she unfolded it and read it out loud.

  "Please enter the room in front of you and put your costume on, then lie on the couch as if to pose for photographs," was all it said.

  Colleen felt quite nervous now, after placing the paper in her bag and picking up the outfit she crossed over to the door and opened it. Inside she found the couch surrounded by lots of lights, all focusing onto the seat. She immediately walked over to it, and began to undress behind a screen situated near the couch. Once she had it on, she felt very exposed. The skimpy outfit barely covered her modesty, but at the same time it excited her. She also noticed that it seemed to ri
de up her slit a little, revealing the shape of her pussy. It was almost like wearing nothing at all.