18 Ultra Short Erotic Tales (2 page)

"I'll
just stay in my room playing computer games, you won't even know I'm
here," I told her, trying to make her feel more comfortable.

"Ok,
I'd let you join us, but it'll be all girl talk...and well, you know how that
goes," she replied, with a smirk.

As
it happened, I was quite content to stay away and play games, especially as I
had a new game to keep me occupied.

A
little later and I heard the first of her work mates arriving and couldn't help
but peek from the landing. Each one, and there were five in total, were every
bit as stunning as my stepmother was. It left me wondering what they would be
talking about. Anyway, I certainly wouldn't get to find out, so I locked myself
in my bedroom and started to play my game.

Two
hours later, I heard my stepmother calling my name and immediately went to the
top of the stairs.

"Yes
Mom?"

"Could
you come down for a while son, we are in need of a male perspective," she
said, slurring a few of the words as she did so.

I
figured they'd all be tight, as I walked into the lounge and I wasn't wrong. I
could see several empty wine bottles strewn around the table as I entered.

"Here
he is ladies, this is my stepson. I'm sure he'll be able to decide for
us," she said, directing me to an empty chair.

"What
is it you want me to decide upon?" I asked curiously.

"Candice
here," she started, pointing at the young woman in question, "has
kindly bought along the latest collection of 'Mavis and Brown,' undergarments.
Now, half of us think that this little outfit is by far the sexiest," she
carried on, as she held the said garment up for inspection, "and the other
half think this is," holding the second one up.

"So
you want a man's point of view, as it's for a man that they are meant for
anyway?" I confirmed.

"Exactly,"
replied my stepmother.

"Well,
I can only see one problem, I like them both and it's not until you see them
worn that you get the full effect as it were," I pointed out.

With
that, they all huddled together and soon my stepmother and Candice volunteered
to wear them for me. Therefore, off they went into the next room leaving me
with four giggling, but very attractive, young women. I was asked a few rather
embarrassing questions and was very relieved when the two women finally
returned.

I
think my mouth must have dropped open as I turned to see them for the first
time; they looked stunning and very erotic. My stepmother wore a three-piece
bra & panties, which were mostly see-through. In fact, the only parts they
covered with any certainty were her nipples, which still stuck out through the
fabric, and the thin black line that covered her pussy lips. Below that was a
black garter belt, all of which were made of a silky material.

Candice
was wearing a one-piece, and wow what a look she had. It was all white, and
around the edges was a fine lace, but what struck me the most was the fact that
everyone could see her nipples through the sheer fabric. Together they made me
feel incredibly horny, and it didn't surprise me when my cock started to grow
inside my pants. It was then that they all asked what I thought and I simply
had to play this one out for all it was worth. Standing up and feeling all
their eyes on my obvious hardness, I walked around the two models pretending to
inspect them more closely.

"Well,
I must admit Candice's outfit is quite erotic and very soft," I said,
slowly brushing the tips of my finger around the hem of her butt.

This
must have excited her, for as I returned to the front, her nipples had visibly
hardened.

"As
for my stepmother's outfit I have to admit it does turn me on. If my girlfriend
or wife wore either one of these outfits, I'd be pleased," I said, running
my fingers around the inside of my stepmother's bra and deliberately feeling
her breasts with the back of my fingers.

"I
see it's had the desired effect on you anyway?" commented Candice, as she
pointed to my hard-on, which received a few giggles from the other girls.

"That
just proves what I'm saying is true, they're both a very big turn-on and it's
quite hard to decide, no pun intended," I hastily added.

That
got another laugh and still the game wasn't over. My stepmother decided to up
the stakes at this point and slowly circled me in a provocative way. Like
running her fingers around my body and purposely stroking my hard cock whenever
she got around to the front.

"How
about when the girls are in action mode," she said, making the other girls
applaud and egg her on.

Candice
at this point got the message and decided to play along as well.

"Two
can play that game," she said, bringing one arm out of her costume and
allowing her right breast to be revealed as she too ran her hands over my body.
"Now who is the sexiest?"

I
heard one of the other girls saying it wasn't fair that the two models were having
all the fun, until someone said
let's try on the other outfits then and join
in.
Suddenly, a gaggle of giggling girls were grabbing the remaining
garments and running into the other room to change. I thrilled at how this was
going and the two lovely women still hadn't stopped in their efforts to impress
me.

My
stepmother was now pressing my cock harder with each pass and my hardness ached
to be free of its confines. The others were then back on the scene, each with
their own little favorite costumes. My eyes were like stalks as they all pawed
at me, and then suddenly I felt a hand unzipping my fly and two more pulling
down my trousers. I felt incredibly hot as several hands yanked my underwear
down to my ankles, revealing a huge and solid rod of lust for them to ogle
over.

For
a few moments, they admired me, and then my body seemed to be covered with
hands. Each trying as hard as possible to turn me on further, if that was
possible. I then felt a hand gripping my cock firmly and found it to be my
stepmother. She stroked it from tip to base, as she stood to the side.

"Who
wants him first," I heard her say and everyone shouted "me".

Candice
took the initiative, for suddenly she fell to her knees and fairly engulfed my
hardness. I felt dizzy and excited all at once and spied each of the girls as
they watched the show. A few of them had lost all their inhibitions and were
openly playing with themselves as Candice began to suck harder and louder. As I
was surrounded by so many beautiful women, it wasn't surprising that I felt the
urge to cum so quickly and when I did, Candice took it all. As I came the
second time, I watched her pull to one side to give the girls a show of my hot
white jism as it shot over the carpet.

I
heard one girl coming as she witnessed this, as her finger was apparently
hitting the right place. I then felt my stepmother's hands coming around my
waist from behind and gripping my semi-hard cock and as she started to stroke
it back to life, she egged them on further.

"Come
on girls, he's not finished yet, whose next?" she said, as she gripped my
balls with one hand and stroked my cock with the other.

Elizabeth
was the next to step up to the plate, only she wanted more than the others as
she backed onto my hardness, which was still being held straight out by my
stepmother. Liz must have been just the right height, for no sooner did her
pussy touch my hardened cock than I could feel it penetrating her outer
defenses. She then rocked back and forth, effectively fucking me in a crouching
position.

I
could hear moans of joy coming from both her and the others, as they watched
the show, and with each backward movement that Liz made, the harder my cock
seemed to get.

"My
god, your stepson has a big cock," she said, as her juices flowed over my
shaft.

"Oh
please let me have a go?" said Maureen, as Liz started to climax.

Maureen
was the tallest girl there and without taking her outfit off, she simply stood
in front of me and pulled the hem of her garment to one side, before standing
on her toes and pushing me down slightly. When I entered her, I straightened up
and grasped her butt cheeks, almost pulling her off the floor as my cock struck
home. From that point on, I had to bend my knees slightly, but it was a very
erotic position.

The
other girls must have loved all this, as I could hear moans coming from all
corners of the room. In fact, in one corner of the room, I could see my
stepmother licking Candice's pussy on the same rug we'd used together not so
long ago. Maureen then deliberately ripped the top half of her outfit off,
revealing her large breasts as she did so. She was clearly on the verge of an
orgasm and wanted to be free of any constraints. As I thrust up for the
umpteenth time, she let out a scream of pleasure and then collapsed into my
arms.

Laying
her down, I then felt two lots of hands reaching for my still hard cock and
looked around to find them almost begging to be serviced. I tried my best to
please them, but I think I failed on this occasion. I did make one of them cum,
but found it very hard to stay erect after that.

A
while later and everyone was quiet and feeling contented, until the giggles
started up again and I felt that that was my cue to excuse myself.

That
night was never repeated, but what a night. Of course, I had further adventures
with my stepmother, but that's another story.

The End

The Exchange Student

Walking
on to campus, I spotted the gang, Jane who was my best friend, Jill, who was
everybody's friend and Erika.

"Hi
you lot, how's it going?"

"Rebecca,
good morning," they all said together.

"What's
new?" I asked, not really thinking anything would have changed.

"Have
you heard about Sophia?" said Erika.

Sophia
was another one of our gang, whom I suddenly realized wasn't here.

"Nothing
bad I hope!" I said, genuinely concerned for her welfare; I liked Sophia.

"No,
she got fucked by that exchange student from England yesterday; this morning
when I saw her she said she was going to take the day off," replied Erika.

"Why,
he hasn't given her a dose has he?" I said, glibly.

They
all laughed at that.

"No
silly, she told me that although he was only about eight inches long in the
cock department, he apparently had the thickest dick she'd ever seen."

"So,
why should that make her miss study?" I replied, not seeing the big
picture.

"She
told me it's because she's too sore to walk."

He
couldn't be that big surely
, I
thought.

Later
on that day I saw the student in question, he was about six-foot-two with dark
hair, slim build, with the sort of face that you would describe as cute. His
best feature had to be his smile, but there was nothing stunning about him. He
glanced my way, I gave him a smile, but nothing came of that, I got the
impression that he was a bit shy. I couldn't help thinking about his cock,
wondering how thick it really was. Then the bell rang, bringing me out of my
daydreaming.

I
got the chance to meet him again that day during a science lecture; he sat next
to me.

"Hello,
I'm Rebecca," I said, eager to introduce myself.

"Hello
there, my name's Kevin," he said, with a very distinctive English accent.

"So
you're the exchange student?" I said, for want of a better topic.

"Yes,
I'm here for the next six months," was all he said.

This
is going to be hard work, I thought, you could tell he wasn't a great
conversationalist, but shy people rarely are. We talked for a while longer, and
then the lecture started which stopped that avenue of learning more about him.
An hour later the lecture was over, we got up to leave when Kevin surprised me,
by asking if I wanted to come for a drink later in his room.

"Yes,
I'd love too," I said realizing that he may be shy, but he was very
forward thinking.

The
time seemed to drag, and then I realized how much the story of Kevin's cock had
made me want to see for myself, I caught myself looking at the clock every two
minutes.

"This
is crazy; it's only a cock for Christ sake," I said, wondering why I was
so obsessed.

I
eventually found myself outside his door, knocking. I stood back waiting for
him to answer. When the door opened he stood there with a towel wrapped around
his waist, he must have just had a shower.

"You're
either early, or I'm running late," he said, making sure his towel was
secure, "come in."

I
walked into the room half expecting to find a mess on the floor, but it was
spotless; in fact, it was tidier than my room. He directed me to a chair, and
then asked if I would like a drink. He had a small drinks cabinet next to his
bed, which he opened to reveal quite an assortment of alcoholic beverages.
Spotting a bottle of Jack Daniels, I chose that. We sat down to drink; he still
had the towel around his waist and he was obviously feeling more comfortable
that way. A couple of drinks later, I think we had both loosened up a little
and started to talk about more personal things. I found out he was twenty-two
years of age and that both his mother and father had died in a plane crash. He
suddenly asked me if I would mind him kissing me. I couldn't help thinking how
this man didn't waste any time.

"I
don't mind," I said, liking how polite he was.

He
reached over and placed one hand on the side of my face gently drawing me
nearer to him. Then softly touching my lips with his own we kissed, one of his
fingers was gently caressing my cheekbone. It was a nice kiss—no—it was a damn
good kiss, I thought as it ended. I think I rushed it a bit after that for I
suddenly placed both hands around his neck and kissed him more forcibly. He
returned the kiss and we fell onto the bed, his hand went up my skirt, he then
pulled my knickers to one side while placing a finger directly into my pussy.
God,
he really didn't waste time
, I thought.