The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales

by Carl East

  Standing on a small plinth, he positioned himself and thrust his cock deep into her equine anatomy. The feeling was pleasant enough, but he wasn’t sure if he was doing anything for the female in question, or whether he was just getting himself off. His answer came after thrusting forward for ten minutes, the female in question started to moan out loud; indicating that she was close to a climax.

  After that all the others wanted to have a go, which Cole was more than willing to do? One after the other he fucked them, until he’d gone through five more females, and then he was left alone to sleep, feeling totally spent and ready for bed.

  In the morning Avery and Cole left the village, on their way to their ultimate destination, the reason why so much evil was being brought out onto the once peaceful lands before them.

  Chapter 5: Elves Bells

  This adventure was not exactly what Cole had anticipated, mainly because there wasn’t just one single adversary, or so he thought. Since leaving the Centaurs’ home, they had been attacked by birds of various sizes, and wild dogs that were all easily repulsed, but who or what was directing them.

  “Whatever the reason for all this, I’m sure we’re getting nearer to our goal,” commented Avery.

  “Aren’t we approaching the Elves’ territory now?” asked Cole.

  “Yes, I just hope they’re holding out against this evil,” replied Avery.

  Coming to the top of a rise in the land, they looked over to see the wooded home of the Elves, a beautiful circle of well-kept trees, that spanned at least a mile. Then they spotted the first Elvin warrior, his bow drawn and loaded and headed towards them.

  “Let me handle this,” said Avery, as the elf approached.

  “Hold and be recognized,” the Elf said, bringing his bow up to shoulder height.

  “We come in peace good Elf, and on a matter of utmost urgency!” stated Avery.

  “There is a vile plague of sorts here in our demesnes, we are wary of any strangers at this time.”

  “Then maybe we can help, you see we are on a quest to rid our land of this cursed and demonic scourge, perhaps we can be of assistance to your people?” said Avery, in a calm and sedate manner.

  The Elf lowered his bow, informing them that their help all though late in the day would be greatly welcomed. With that the Elf led them into the Elves’ wood, until he reached the largest tree they had ever seen. Pushing what seemed like a knot in the wood, a door slid slowly open revealing a stairway that led deep under ground. Upon descending this stairway, they came to a vast hall with corridors jutting out in all directions, presumably leading to sleeping quarters for the Elves.

  Then Cole got to see a couple of the female Elves, and was taken aback by their beauty, he had thought they would be of a diminished stature, but they were as tall as any female he’d seen before. In fact the only thing that distinguished them from normal females of his species was their ears, which as everyone knows was slightly pointed.

  Avery and Cole were introduced to the leader of the Elves a certain Brothamier, whose name meant Watcher of the Wood. He wasted no time in telling them that after a certain hour, their memories left them, and they were not aware of what they were doing for over six hours. The following morning everyone would be exhausted, but unable to tell what he or she had done for that night.

  Avery immediately suspected a fiendish spell that only became active at a certain time, he’d heard of such spells, but had never seen one at work.

  “We will stay for the night if that’s to your liking, in the hopes of uncovering this phenomenon?” said Avery.

  With that and being shown to their own quarters, they waited until night-time; Brothamier had informed them that this had happened around six o’clock each night. Avery told Cole to observe and lookout for anything unusual, and when six o’clock came along Cole was being served a meal by two of the female Elves, each one beautiful in both face and figure.

  Then he heard a bell sounding, and asked the ladies what that signified, but to his surprise and delight, the two gorgeous females were undressing in front of him. He realized that whatever it was that had a hold on these people; it was enacting itself right now. He watched as one of the maidens locked the door, and then turned to carry on undressing, her slender neck and soft skin shining white in the glow of the two lamps hung on the ceiling.

  Before long they were both naked, their voluptuous figures both inviting and very enticing, and both looking at Cole with lust in their eyes. Cole realized that whatever it was that affected his hosts didn’t have the same power over him, for although he felt lustful towards these two gorgeous women, it was only the normal reaction a full-blooded male would have.

  They both played with their bodies, pushing their ample breasts up, and licking their lips, all the while staring at Cole with hunger in their eyes. Cole suddenly realized that he had an erection, he wanted to take them both but it would be wrong in their condition. He went round the opposite side of the table they were on; trying to get out and lock them in, but they intercepted him, both reaching for his clothes.

  He didn’t want to hurt them, but he had to find out what was going on in the rest of this den of Elves. He tried talking to them calmly, allowing them to get within reach, but it was no good all they wanted from him was lust. Then they started to rip at his clothes, wanting him as naked as they were, and seeing the bulge in his trousers didn’t help him.

  Cole couldn’t resist any longer, after all he was only human, and who could resist such an incredible offer. He started to remove his clothing, much to the delight of the girls, their nipples turning him on in the worst way. They seemed to have larger nipples than most of the women he’d come in contact with, and it was making him so hard to see them erect.

  The maidens finally cornered him, taking the rest of his clothing off, and openly gasping at the size of his erect cock. They both began to kiss it, licking and slurping up down and around his entire shaft. His face a contorted grimace of sheer pleasure as they then took turns in sucking him into their mouths. He watched as they both fell onto it like they’d done it a thousand times before, his cock scrapping the back of each throat before being pulled out and handed to the other.

  He wasn’t going to be able to take too much of this, and relaxed as they ran their hands over his balls and legs, turning him on even further. Then he came with such a force, the one who had it down her throat began to choke, and released it from her mouth only to be taken up by the other. Who immediately received the second blast, but kept sucking until his balls tightened up almost hurting with the suction. He pulled her head off his member, pushing her back and to one side, and then he mounted her, guiding his cock into a very wet pussy.

  She moaned out loud, as the other maiden started to kiss him, and then got into position above his head and astride her friends, opening her legs wide, and running her hand over the bare area invitingly. Cole buried his head between her legs licking and sucking as he rammed his cock into the maiden below him. Now both of them screamed out with pleasure, as he ran his tongue around a clit that got wetter and wetter.

  Holding his head up against her womanhood, she yelled for him to suck harder. He tried to get his tongue as far into her sweet body as was humanly possible, but concentrated more on her tiny but erect bud, flicking it around and making sure that she was being pleasured. His cock meat while was entering a very tight pussy, one that was easy to get into for it was so wet, but one that still felt very tight.

  After ten minutes of this position his back was starting to hurt, but it was such a blissful moment that he ignored the discomfort. The one underneath him then started to climax, making such a scream of delight that it made him cum as well, blasting his seed deep inside her body as her own orgasm gripped his hardness. This must have affected the other one, for her juices seemed to be flowing rapidly onto his tongue, and he did his best to lap it all up.

  Suddenly the door was kicked in, and several Elves entered, all of them ignoring Cole, but wanting
to take the girls to new heights of pleasure. Cole redressed, and went to look for Avery, finding him in the midst of making love to another female Elf, and then being rudely interrupted as Cole was.

  Avery stood up regaining his clothing and marched out into the large hall, and then saying a few well-chosen words he produced a glowing ball of light into the palm of his hand, and then whispered something to it. It flew up into the air darting this way and that until it found what it was looking for and stopped dead, glowing brighter until all of a sudden it vanished.

  Avery strolled over to where it stopped, and inspected the bell that had sounded the time of six o’clock. Looking at the bell for traps or other obstacles, he declared that they had found the cause of the Elves’ problems.

  “What is it?” asked Cole.

  “Someone has placed a spell onto this bell, one that is activated when the bell strikes six, a simple lust spell if I’m not mistaken, but one that only affects Elves.”

  “Can you get rid of it?”

  “My dear boy, I’m surprised you even had to ask.”

  “Sorry master, I wasn’t thinking,” said Cole, hanging his head.

  “Not to worry lad, Revor Contoll Remised,” said Avery.

  There was a short light emanating from the bell, and then everything was back to normal. Cole and Avery sought after Brothamier, and informed him what had taken place, they were hailed as heroes after that with a big banquet made in their honor, which they both enjoyed before moving on in their quest to rid these beautiful lands of this unknown scourge.

  Chapter 6: Memories of Mermaids

  Avery postulated that the chaos seemed to be following the line they were taking, to which Cole agreed. Cole suspected that the answer to all this lay in the caves of the Grey Mountains, home of the trolls. But before they could be reached, a few obstacles had to be surmounted. One such obstacle was the River Nerve, so called because it ran through the entire kingdom.

  “I think, the safest place to pass this mass of water is Mermaid Cove,” said Avery.

  “I’ve never seen a mermaid, are they friendly?”

  “Oh yes, a little too friendly,” replied Avery, with a wink.

  That morning they reached the first of their obstacles, with Avery deciding to wait for a mermaid to approach them, before going any further. They didn’t have to wait long, for suddenly the water seemed to boil, and out came twenty mermen, all armed with trident spears. Cole reached for his sword, knowing when there was hostile intent, but suddenly vanished.

  Reappearing just down the road, he knew exactly what had just happened, his sword had known he was about to die, and had taken him out of the battle. It may have saved his life, but he couldn’t help thinking that there were times he should stand and fight, although he knew Avery would disagree. Getting back to the scene of conflict as soon as possible, he found that they had taken Avery away, possibly back to wherever they lived.

  Cole felt helpless, until he spotted a piece of paper lying on the floor where they had been accosted. He recognized it immediately as a spell, and knew that it had been left deliberately. Reading it he discovered that it wasn’t a spell he knew or had been mentioned before, but he also knew that it would be important. Reading it to himself over and over again, he gradually memorized it, and then placed the paper into his pocket.

  Then he spoke the words out loud, but seemingly to no effect, he tried to imagine what he would have left had the positions been reversed. Cole pondered for a moment, and then realized that if it had been him, he would have wanted someone to follow, but as they had undoubtedly taken Avery underwater, it would probably be something to aid in that endeavor.

  “BREATHING UNDER WATER,” he shouted, feeling very confident that he would be proved right.

  Walking over to the side of the large river, he dived in, finding out in an instant that he could breathe. The water though deep was crystal clear, so he decided to swim to the bottom looking for any caves or holes along the way, and totally unprepared for how the merfolk lived. For after looking around for some time, he spotted a massive structure up ahead.

  He just wasn’t ready for this event, for the structure was very impressive, and also guarded. He could tell that the surroundings were open spaces, making it impossible to creep up on. Even if he could reach the city before being detected, he knew that the odds were against him, simply because water was their home. Then he had an idea; he would surrender himself, in the hopes that they would take him into the city before executing him.

  If they did this, his sword would get him out of harms way, but of course there was a flaw in his plan, for they would surely take his weapon away first. Unless, he thought to himself, they didn’t see it, with that he took his sword out of its scabbard and placed it down his trouser leg. Luckily it was a short sword and not all that heavy, he knew it was a long shot but he had to get inside.

  Setting off from behind his hiding place, he started to swim towards the guards who quickly spotted him approaching.

  “I wish to surrender,” he said, surprised that he could talk down here.

  They grabbed each arm and escorted him into the city, which brought a smile to his face. Once inside he was amazed yet again that it was dry, and quite taken aback that the mermen that held him captive had magically developed legs. He was taken aback by the beauty of this place, amazed by how they had managed to build such a structure, it was beyond his comprehension.

  He waited to see where they were taking him, before making a move, and realized very soon that they were not interested in talking to him, for each time he spoke they hit him. He soon learned to be quiet, and found himself thrown into a dungeon. He hadn’t expected that, he assumed that he would be taken to their leader, where he would find out what had happened to Avery.

  Taking his sword out from its hiding place, he placed it back into its scabbard and then looked around the dungeon, for a means of escape. Finding none he sat down heavily on the stone floor, and then as if an idea never came to him in a flash he sprang to his feet.

  “Blare, does your power still work if the person you are protecting tries to kill himself?” he asked, waiting for a response.

  “Yes, but if you are thrusting the blade into yourself, you will still be thrusting in when you reappear in another spot.”

  “Oh, I see, so there is no way of fooling the blade?”

  “Now you ask, yes there is, you see you don’t have to be holding me when you are about to die, you only have to have me about your person.”

  “Let me get this straight, as long as I am in touch with you, I am protected?”

  “Correct, and if say that contact was little more than a piece of string attached to your hilt and my wrist, you would still have me about your person.”

  “Tell me this then, if I placed such a tether about your handle, and then tied the other end to my wrist, finally, jamming you, blade up in the ground and threw myself on top, where would you be when I reappeared.”

  “Probably on the floor next to you, but if you’re asking if I would still be blade up, then the answer is I don’t know, simply because it’s never been done.”

  Cole got to work, ripping some threads from his clothes and making short twine of his material. Once that was done, and making sure they were still joined together, he jammed the hilt of the sword into the dirt between the stones and readied himself.

  “I want you to know Blare, that I in no way blame you if this goes wrong, and would like to take this opportunity to thank you for saving my life.”

  Blare stayed quiet, not sure how to take all this, but hoped that it worked.

  Suddenly Cole threw himself forward, and then landed on the floor just a few feet from the outside of his dungeon, lying next to him still tethered was Blare. He picked his sword up, breaking the twine as he did so, and then placed it back into the scabbard. Now all he had to do was find Avery, storm the walls and escape, he laughed to himself as he thought that.