The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales

by Carl East

  Then he felt his cock start to jerk, knowing that he was about to cum, when he did Julia swallowed his seed, helping it out with both hands. She then stood up dropping her negligee as she rose. Breaking off the hold he had with Becky, he watched as they both started to kiss one another, caressing each other's breasts, and generally putting on a show. When they both got down onto the floor Richard joined in by getting behind Julia, and pushing his cock into her wet pussy. She began to lick Becky's pussy, watching make Richard rock hard again. He plunged his cock into her pussy, wanting her to feel his hardness.

  She cried out not to stop, which he had no intention of doing, and then he felt her first climax, as her juices suddenly started to make her very wet. Becky too was feeling her first orgasm approach as she held Julia's head between her legs, and starting to buck. Richard was getting really turned on by this action, and found that he wanted to make Julia cum again. He renewed his efforts, going faster until she yelled she was coming again. Then Richard could feel himself about to shoot another load into Julia. Just before he did, Becky shouted out that she was coming, they all three came together, with Richard feeling it drain into Julia's pussy.

  After a while he composed himself and they swapped places, with him now entering Becky from behind. He'd already cum twice tonight, and knew that Becky would be in for a treat. He found she was a little tighter than Julia making it all the more pleasant for him. It wasn't long before Becky was crying out that she was coming. Julia was enjoying the tonguing she was receiving, but Richard lasted only fifteen more minutes before he came again, feeling too excited to hold it back. After that they had a couple more drinks, and decided to call it a night. Richard kissed them both, and then saying goodbye he left.

  When he got outside, he put the cloak back on, and went home, not knowing that this night’s work would hold consequences.

  Chapter 6

  Richard was in the kitchen when his door was kicked in, and not knowing what was happening, he went through to the lounge to investigate. He first spotted two brutish men, coming from the hall, which led to his front door, but before he could grab his cloak they were on him, holding him secure. Then, another man appeared he was a weasel of a guy, the type who needed protection from bodyguards.

  "Your name Richard?" he asked, brusquely.

  "Yes, what's this all about?" replied Richard.

  He received a hit to the stomach, making him bend over to get his breath.

  "I'll do the talking, the boss wants to see you, grab a coat and follow me," he said, signaling to the two thugs to let him go.

  Richard put his cloak on, and followed them. Normally people didn't see death until they were ready, but those that were already aware of his presence could see him. Wearing the cloak made Richard someone you should never cross, but he was intrigued as to what this was all about, so decided not to do anything just yet. They led him to a limousine, and then drove up town, stopping outside a small nightclub. Once inside they led him to a room above the dance floor, which had a window overlooking the entire club.

  "Here he is boss," said the weasel.

  The man behind the desk looked around, seeing him simply because he knew he was there. He looked Death up and down, and then got out of his seat to inspect him further.

  "Did you or did you not, fuck my daughter last night?" he finally said.

  So that's what this is all about, thought Death.

  "I fucked two girls last night, both of consenting age," he replied, not taking his eyes off this guy.

  "The one, I am referring to is Julia," he said.

  "Yes, I did," replied Death.

  "Take him out back and beat the crap out of him," was all he said next.

  Death smiled, and then allowed them to drag him into the alley at the back of the club.

  "Guys, I think I should warn you that I am fully capable of defending myself," said Death.

  They predictably started to laugh, and then all three of them moved forward, with fists closed and eyes wide open. Death caught the fist of the first attempt to hit him, breaking his arm clean in two, and then dodging the second he punched him squarely in the jaw. The weasel witnessing the second goon dropping like a sack of potatoes started back for the door, but was intercepted before reaching it.

  "Every fiber of my being wants to stamp on your head from a great height, but I am not a violent man by nature," said Death.

  Then he hit him, knocking him out cold. He then re-entered the building, heading straight for the office, where the over protective father could be found, upon reaching the door, he decided on a dramatic entry. The door left its hinges, crashing against the far wall, as Death put his foot down, and entered. The boss shot up and out of his chair, calling for his bodyguards, they appeared in the doorway already alerted by the sound of the door leaving its fixture. The first one suddenly became airborne; hitting the far wall and landing in a heap, and then the second left the room via the window over looking the dance floor. He turned once more to the boss, stepping up close until they were mere inches apart.

  "If you ever come near me again, you will find your head up your ass, do I make myself clear?" Death shouted.

  "Yes, please don't hurt me," he mumbled.

  "The only reason I am not going to maim you, is because I have fond memories of your daughter, but I would think twice about hurting anybody that goes near her in the future," said Death, turning and leaving the building.

  By the time he got outside, he was laughing; he hadn't had so much fun in ages. He decided to walk home, and maybe visit his favorite strip joint, but once he arrived he found it was closed. He decided to go home knowing that his next client wouldn't be for another three hours. He arrived there to find Jacquelyn waiting for him. .

  "Hello, Jacky," he said, after removing his cloak.

  "Hello Richard, I was wondering if I could use your phone, my cell phone is acting up?" she said.

  "Of course you can," he replied.

  Jacquelyn made her call, while Richard poured a couple of drinks, and then sat down. He was behind Jacquelyn when he sat down, so had a nice view of her long legs. She was bent over the receiver, and Richard caught a glimpse of her panties. He realized that his cock was starting to grow, and shifted his position, and then he caught Jacquelyn scratching an itch on the outside of her thigh. Her skirt rose up a little revealing a suspender belt, this type of voyeuristic thing was a big turn on for Richard. His cock was fully erect by now, but he sat there, just content to watch.

  Then he started to suspect she was giving him a show, because she sat on the arm of the chair next to the phone, allowing her skirt to ride up her thigh, not only revealing her stocking tops, but also her panties. His cock was bursting, trying to escape the confines of his pants, but when she looked over and smiled, and then pulled her skirt up a bit more, he knew she was teasing him. He rose from his chair, and then bending down he slipped both hands up her skirt, and taking hold of her panties he pulled them off. She sat squarely in the chair still talking on the phone and allowing Richard to do whatever he wanted. Richard opened her legs as wide as the chair would permit, and then started to lick her inner thigh, reaching up with two fingers he pulled her pussy lips apart and thrust his tongue in.

  She in turn moved down the chair a bit giving him a little more room; he licked her clit vigorously making her moan. She said, 'oh nothing,' to the person on the other end of the line, her hips coming up to meet Richard's tongue. Then Richard placed both hands on her butt, lifting her slightly towards his tongue; she put the phone down. Placing her hands into Richard's hair she pushed her hips forward again, wanting to feel his tongue more. When she cried that she was coming, he licked harder and faster. Her orgasm making her body quiver as he eventually stopped, she then pushed him forward, grabbing for his trousers. Once she had pulled his zipper down, she nearly tore his trousers off before pulling his briefs down. His hardened cock suddenly becoming free, holding it with her hand she inserted it into her mouth and sucked with gu
sto.

  Richard threw his head back, his engorged cock pulsing as she sucked the end, placing his hands at the back of her head and pulling gently. Her mouth covered his cock, going down her throat; she drew back and then allowed him to pull her head back towards him, his cock feeling the back of her mouth. Her tongue starting to concentrate on the end, as she became aware he was close. Then he came, shooting the first load into her mouth, followed closely by the second; she swallowed as fast as she could, managing to take most of it down her throat. The third and final burst was too much, and it started to leak out the corners of her mouth; she licked it back in, touching the end of his cock as she did so. Once she was sure he had stopped coming, she sucked out the last drops of cum, making him moan with the feelings she was giving him.

  She continued to suck for another five minutes making sure he remained hard, and then pushed him onto his back, and mounted him. His cock slid in with no trouble, her juices were flowing freely for she was ready for this. He could feel the walls of her pussy as his cock drove up through the entrance, and then her weight as he knew she had gone as far as physics would allow. Then using her knees for thrust she rhythmically started to move up and down, his cock being buried with each downward movement, and then feeling the sides tighten when she rose. She clearly worked out, for this position took some effort, as she was getting faster and faster. He could feel his balls getting tighter, and knew that he was about to blow again, her screams of fuck me taking him over the edge. He ejaculated holding onto her butt, wanting her not to stop until he was completely drained once more.

  By the time he finished coming, she was exhausted and collapsed down onto his chest. After lying in that position, with his cock still inside her for what seemed like hours, he pulled it out eliciting a sweet moan from her mouth. They stood up and got dressed, and then thanking him for a nice fuck, she left saying she would see him later. Richard poured himself another drink, thinking how good life could be.

  Chapter 7

  Richard was in his favorite place, the peep show, watching two girls touching and making love to each other, behind a wall of glass. He often came here between jobs, just to while away the time. To him it was an escape from the norm, that of releasing the trapped souls of people who were dying, often in very sad circumstances.

  His attention at this moment though rested on the two females, who were both playing with each other's breasts in a very seductive manner. Then as usual a man appeared on the scene, to which they both gave attention, he wore the usual thong type pouch, which barely covered his cock. They untied it at both sides allowing it to fall onto the floor, and revealing a fully erect cock beneath. Then they started to swap it with each other, sucking the end with the occasional deep throat, clearly getting him excited. When they'd taken him to the edge, they stopped, and stood up, both running their hands over his chest. He started to kiss them, and fondle their breasts; they in turn kept their hands on his hardened cock, rubbing him slowly.

  He placed a finger between both their pussies, making them squirm and move their hips in a grinding fashion, attempting to get the full benefit from his probing. Richard moved uncomfortably in the chair, discretely shifting his own cock, into a position that felt a little freer. One of the girls bent over in front of the naked man, looking behind with one hand on her butt, and trying to pull her cheeks apart, in an effort to invite him in. He didn't need a second invite, his cock in hand he guided it to her entrance, pushing it in with ease. The other girl got behind him, and started to massage his ass, egging him on as he thrust into the other's pussy. The face of the woman being fucked gave away the pleasure she was feeling even if Richard couldn't hear her moans, he knew she was having an orgasm. The show ended when his cum hit her ass, making her rub it in and taste the salty cream.

  Richard got up, bowed his head in a way of thanks and then left the building. He still had another hour before his next call, so decided to walk home. He'd just arrived and opened the door when he heard his phone ringing, so without taking his cloak off he entered the apartment. He entered the lounge to find Alice had gotten back from her mother’s, and was reaching for the phone herself. Turning back to remove his cloak, Death left the lounge, and then the building shook as the explosion ripped through his apartment.

  For a second he wasn't sure what had happened, and then he remembered Alice. Getting to his feet, he climbed over the rubble that was once his apartment, only to find Alice's smashed and broken body. Dropping to his knees, he checked to see if her soul had been released, finding that it had, he brushed his hand through her blood soaked hair, and whispered, 'they will regret this day, I promise you.' Getting to his feet, he brushed his cloak with his hands, knowing that it saved his life and then strode with anger in his eyes towards the exit.

  He knew who was responsible, for he had recently scared him, but he foolishly believed that that would be the end of the matter. Once he reached the seedy little club, where he knew the order for the bomb had originated, he entered via the front door. The two goons guarding the entrance never noticed him, until he pushed the two swinging doors open, and then they drew small hand weapons. Death ignored them, even as they started to fire, being consumed by just one thought. Their bullets bounced off his body as though it was made of concrete. He headed for the office, where he'd seen the boss on his last visit, but entered it to find he wasn't there. Quickly getting hold of one of the guards, he lifted him off his feet pinning him to the wall.

  "You have exactly five seconds to tell me where your boss is, if you don't I think you know what will happen next," he said, looking into his eyes.

  The guard looked down seeing death in his eyes and decided to talk.

  "He's gone to his country house, along with the entire gang," he nervously replied.

  Death dropped him, and then asked where, before departing.

  Once back on the street, he heard the voice that had given him this job all those years ago.

  "We understand the need for retribution and are prepared to look the other way, but we wish that you only punish the guilty and not the innocent," it said.

  "If, by that you mean the guy who gave the order, then that is my intention," he replied, walking on.

  Death decided to free a couple of souls before he went to the country, feeling that they shouldn't be made to suffer for his need of revenge. Then he appropriated a parked car and was on his way.

  When he arrived at his destination, he stopped the car behind some trees that blocked their view of his approach. Then walked down the long drive he spotted snipers along the way, who were totally ignorant of his arrival. The house was a large affair, with pillars being the dominant feature, and large windows. He approached the front door, and then changed his mind, for at the moment they were not aware of his presence. Looking through several windows he eventually found what he was looking for, and walked straight through. The glass blasted the room in all directions as he entered. Three people were in the room, a goon, his boss and Julia. The boss got to his feet, having ducked with Death's entrance, and started for the door. Death pushed the goon with such force that he hit the back wall, and slumped to the floor unconscious. Then without loosing his stride he intercepted the boss, grabbing him by the scruff of his neck.

  "Please don't hurt him," he heard Julia say.

  Death looked at Julia, keeping her father pinned to the wall.

  "He killed Alice, the only woman I ever felt I could be happy with, and you expect me to let him go?" he replied.

  "He is my father. I would be alone if you killed him." she sobbed.

  "He tried to have me beaten up, just because I made love to you," he said, strengthening his grip.