18 Ultra Short Erotic Tales

by Carl East

  That was all I could take, my pants were off quicker than you could blink. My cock was throbbing through my underwear, as I discarded my trousers onto the seat next to me. I stood up ready to take my briefs down, but finding her reaching forward to pull them off herself and then placing my cock into her mouth and sucking it.

  I was in heaven, as her lips travelled the entire length of my rod and feeling the back of her throat, and then looked down to see her backing off and then going forward once more. Her left hand held my cock steady while her right hand was being used to play with herself. I wasn't going to last very long with her doing all the right things and sure enough I could feel myself about to cum.

  When I did cum, it exploded into the back of her throat and I wasn't surprised to find her swallowing my entire load. Sucking me dry and then hoisting her skirt up around her waist kept me hard. Then she turned around and leaned against the seat, leaving me to guide my cock into her very moist cunt.

  The motion of the train just added to the moment, as I plunged my cock in as far as it would go, before pounding her hard with every other thrust. This was a dream come true for me, for I had always fantasized about such an event, and here I was fucking a gorgeous woman who instigated the entire thing.

  Her pussy was drenched as I ploughed on, wanting her to feel the pleasure I was getting from this encounter, the lights outside a blur almost unnoticed as I continued. She started to scream out.

  "Fuck me...harder...please fuck me...oh...oh...yes."

  I could feel how intense her first orgasm was, which only spurred me on to go faster. Her juices were soaking my balls as they slapped the underside of her pussy, and I could sense her knees beginning to buckle as I held her butt tighter. I was now close to Cumming and wanted to give her a few more thrusts that were vigorous before doing so.

  When I did cum, she was more than ready to cum herself, making the event that more pleasurable. She only had to pull her skirt down to be ready for anything, while I had to put my briefs and pants back on. By the time I was redressed, she had gone and I hadn't gotten her number. I looked for her as the train pulled into my station, but she must have been going further up the line, for I never saw her again.

  I had the best adventure of my life that day, now it was over and I felt cheated that it would probably never happen again, but the memory will remain for all time.

  The End

  Three is Not a Crowd

  I was down at the local club doing some dancing, playing pool and generally having a good night out. I'd only been there for a couple of hours when a gorgeous hunk came over to challenge me to a game.

  Setting the balls up I asked him to break; he smashed into the balls sending two down the holes. From that point on, he cleared the table. Damn, I thought, I wish I could play like that. I had enjoyed watching his performance though; each time he'd taken a shot, I couldn't help admiring his butt. Being dressed in a short skirt and tight, low-cut top, I had wanted to show him my wares. However, he hadn't given me a chance, so I watched while he racked the balls for a second game. He told me to break next and stood behind me as I bent forward. Hitting the balls around the table and watching one drop, I started to put on a show, going for the shots that were more difficult. Stretching one leg up knowing he was getting an eyeful, I cued up my next shot, the exhibitionism that I was displaying must have been the reason I missed the shot.

  He put his hands onto my butt, lightly moving me to one side, which sent a feeling of longing to my pussy. We played a couple more games and then he asked if I wanted a drink. I found out his name was Barry and that he was here on business with a friend. His friend Jonathan turned up as if on cue, he had been dancing in the other room. He was another drop-dead gorgeous hunk of beefcake. I couldn't help thinking; ifI am not laid tonight, there is something seriously wrong with me. We must have talked for three hours after that and not once did I get bored of listening to their voices. Jonathan broke up the conversation by stating he would meet Barry back at the hotel. Barry asked me if I would like a lift, to which I responded with a definite yes. We'd only traveled about a mile when we saw Jonathan at the side of the road; he was waving us to stop, which we did.I am not laid tonight, there is something seriously wrong with me. We must have talked for three hours after that and not once did I get bored of listening to their voices. Jonathan broke up the conversation by stating he would meet Barry back at the hotel. Barry asked me if I would like a lift, to which I responded with a definite yes. We'd only traveled about a mile when we saw Jonathan at the side of the road; he was waving us to stop, which we did.

  "I've got a flat tire," he said, as Barry rolled down the window.

  "Haven't you got a spare?" replied Barry.

  "I haven't got around to fixing it yet from my last puncture," he said.

  Barry told him to put his spare in his trunk and they would come back for it tomorrow. So there I was, once again in the presence of two gorgeous looking men. Barry asked me if I wanted a nightcap before going home, to which I replied yes. We were soon in the hotel room that they were sharing and Barry poured me a drink of whiskey. I think I had had one too many at that point, because I was saying things that I would not normally say. Before long, Barry and I were kissing passionately as Jonathan just sat and watched.

  Barry's hand went up my skirt resting on my panties; his tongue was hungrily moving around my own. Then his hand moved just above my pussy, and he started to stroke my panties making me feel wet with anticipation. His other hand moved up the inside of my top, and upon reaching my bra, he pushed it up and out of the way and cupped my breast. I didn't care that Jonathan was watching all of this—I just wanted to get a good fucking. By now, my panties were getting wet; he must have known, for he suddenly slipped a finger around the elastic and rubbed my clitoris.

  My legs seemed to open on their own allowing him more access. He plunged a finger in as deeply as it would go, making me squirm with excitement. Then he let go of my breast, and putting his hand down to my legs, proceeded to take my panties off. Once they were on the floor, he opened my legs up and then bent down, placing his tongue onto my vulva. Brushing against my clit, he started to enter my very wet pussy. Jonathan must have started to get aroused, for he was in the process of removing his shirt. Oh my god, I thought, I was about to get the attention of two men at the same time. I started to have an orgasm just thinking about it; Barry licked faster making me cum with an intensity that I had never felt before.

  I looked over at Jonathan to find he was removing his pants; his cock was huge, at least nine inches and fully erect. I found myself licking my lips, wanting to taste his cock in my mouth. He walked over, his cock sticking out and just at the right height. I placed my mouth over it and started to suck for all I was worth. Barry spotted the action and suggested I get onto the bed. Jonathan lay down on his back inviting me to carry on sucking, and then when I complied, Barry placed his cock at the entrance to my moist pussy. I hadn't yet seen his cock, but when he entered me I felt every inch, he must have been even bigger than Jonathan. I was in ecstasy, his cock was making me cum again and so intense was the feeling, that I had trouble concentrating on Jonathan's cock. Seeing him play with himself made me feel guilty, so I renewed my efforts taking in as much of his cock as possible. Barry then started to pound faster and faster, making me cry out with the orgasms he was giving me.

  I sucked Jonathan's cock harder and faster making him cry aloud and he suddenly bucked. I knew that he was about to cum, but I still carried on sucking. The first stream hit the back of my throat making me gag a little; I allowed some of it to run down his penis then I lapped it back up which made him squirm. I sucked him dry, while all the time Barry was still fucking me like there was no tomorrow. Jonathan asked me if I had ever had it up my ass, to which I replied yes, he then suggested that we try that position. Barry was agreeable as long as he could carry on fucking my pussy. We all got into position with me on top of Barry, while Jonathan placed some gel over his cock.
>
  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.