The Erotic Bundles 1 & 2
Published by Carl East
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Copyright 2011 - Carl East
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***All Characters depicted in this book are Eighteen years of age or older***
Story 18 – Vampire Berserker 1
Story 19 – Vampire Berserker (The Bond)
Story 20 – Vampire Berserker (The Coven)
Story 21 – Vampire Berserker (Hell Hounds)
Story 23 – The Haunting of Annabelle
Striding down the city sidewalks, Colin kept an eye out looking for the conference hall where he was scheduled to be. His eyes took everything in and he silently acknowledged that the city was where he came alive. He loved the way cars and buses played dodge with each other and the occasional foolhardy pedestrian. Seeing his reflection as he passed the shop window, he stopped to assess his appearance. This gathering was very important and he wanted to be on top of his game, today of all days. The navy suit looked good and the crisp white shirt and stylish red tie was just what it needed to complete the look. The shop assistant had advised him well.
Brushing back his thick dark hair, he crossed his blue eyes and laughed at his reflection. He shook his head because while he believed in being healthy and fit, he was definitely not a man about town. He was just a hard worker who strived to do the very best in the career he had chosen. Like a genie in a bottle, his job was to grant the client’s wish, a sexual fantasy of their choosing.
He started back on his way admiring the nearby shop windows. While they offered the newest and best of everything from stylish clothing to the most up-to-date electronics the world had to offer…they didn’t offer what his company could.
Catching site of the building where his meeting was scheduled he realized he was early. Spying a sidewalk hotdog vendor he decided that he’d have a bite to eat before heading in. It would give him a few moments to relax and enjoy the fact that he was one of twenty-four managers that headed a Fantasy Inc Office and would be attending the very first Managers Award Ceremony.
The company had decided early on that they would reward their top employees, and although Colin knew that his chances of winning were slim, he considered himself fortunate to have risen through the ranks so quickly. Standing up from the park bench Colin entered the hall and was greeted at the door by a charming young Lady who took his name.
She directed him to the banquet room and he found that most of the other candidates were already there. Soon he was introducing himself and chatting with the other managers. The main topic seemed to be their adventures thus far with the company, but it wasn’t long before the event director made an announcement.
He simply said that everyone would be interviewed shortly and to go where directed once names were called out. Colin felt nervous when his name was called, but didn’t know why. He followed the young Lady that seemed to be his escort until they came to a large office. Once inside he found three Fantasy Inc directors seated and awaiting his arrival.
The eldest of the three rose to shake his hand as he entered the room. “Hello Colin, let me introduce myself and my colleagues. On my right is Judy Crowther and on my left is Daniel Peck, my name is Peter Morgan.”
He smiled and nodded to the other members of the panel and sat where indicated. Placing his briefcase on the floor next to him, he took a moment to assess the room and the directors.
“Colin, as you know today is about you and our twenty-three other managers. We have reviewed the financial statements and business has been very good this past year. While this is important, we are also here to find out who the most inventive manager of Fantasy Inc was, at least for the past year. We intend to reward that individual for his or her hard work. We requested you to bring the top six files of your fantasy requests and would like you to recount to us on how you managed their accounts,” said Peter.
Colin nodded and sat forward to open his briefcase. Reaching inside he took out the file folders and sat back to begin.
“As you know, we encourage our clients to commit their view of the adventures to paper, and I have been fortunate to have clients that spared no details in their experiences. The first one, I must admit, was probably my favorite as I personally developed the design for her fantasy. If you’ll allow me, I’ll read their accounts, though I must point out that these tales were tidied up a little before I filed them,” said Colin.
“What do you mean by tidied up?” asked Peter.
“Well, I had the idea for turning our clients’ adventures into a printed story. When completed, I would present it to them as a reminder of their time with us. I should point out that some individuals elected to write in a third person perspective whilst others chose a first person one. I felt I should follow their lead in the writing style; however, since most people are not professional writers, I edited and revised their stories as necessary. The clients felt that this was a wonderful idea and now have something to refer to. I’ve been told by our clients how often they read their own tales. They can’t believe it’s them that the stories are referring to.”
The panel members murmured in approval and nodded for him to start. He sat back and got comfortable in his chair before beginning to recount his client’s adventures.
***
Story One
Joan walked to work down the same street she'd walked every day for the last three years and sighed. She was thinking, even wishing, that something exciting would happen for once in her life. When she reached the main road, she noticed a sign going up on the newly renovated block, which had been under construction for over a year. The sign simply read Fantasy Inc, which made her wonder what type of company it was. Walking past she finally reached her destination and lifted the eyeglasses, which were hanging by the beaded chain on her cardigan and entered the library. Calming looking around she sighed once again and admitted that being a librarian wasn’t so bad but it certainly wasn’t her fantasy.
She had forgotten all about the sign until she noticed the leaflet mixed with the rest of the mail when she came home from work that night. The elegant print claimed that any fantasy could be yours for a small and reasonable fee. Turning the leaflet over, she at first dismissed it as some sort of con, but as the lonely night wore on, she continually thought about it. Lying in bed that night she continued to think about the new company. Intrigued, she finally decided to check it out the next day as she was off on Saturdays. She went along the same road every day and saw no problem in just popping in for a nose.
The next morning was crisp and bright when she left her apartment and headed towards her destination. As she stepped through the shiny brass doors, she was immediately impressed with the décor and plush carpeting and made her way to the main desk.
The attractive receptionist wasted no time in greeting her.
"Good morning, may I help you?"
"Why yes. I was wondering what you do here, what services do you provide? I have a leaflet that claims that your company is able to fulfill any fantasy, so I thought I'd check it out," said Joan, feeling a little silly talking about fantasies to a perfect stranger.
"That's correct Madame. If you would like to take a minute to look through this small booklet, you'll see exactly what we do offer."
Joan went over to a nearby sofa and took a seat to scan the contents of the booklet. Much to her surprise, she found that there was an adult section. Turning to it, she found that all conceivable sexual activities were catered for. Looking carefully around to see if anyone was watching her, she adjusted her glasses to have a closer look. So shocked was she, at this point, that she had to read it again just to make sure she'd read it correctly. Thumbing quickly through the booklet she could not find any prices for the fantasies listed, so she returned to the receptionist.
"Is there someone I can talk to in private about this and discuss prices, etc?" she said, handing the booklet back.
"Yes Madame, it just so happens that we’ve had a cancellation. I can arrange for you to speak with someone within 20 minutes if you care to wait.
"Yes, that would be fine," replied Joan.
"Okay, I just need to take your name, and you're all set," said the receptionist getting her notebook out.
"Right…my name's, Joan Banner. Do you need my address?"
"No, not just now, but they probably will later on, please have a seat and when they’re ready I’ll buzz you through.”
Sitting back on the sofa she tried to read one of the magazines left on the side table but she began to have second thoughts. What was she doing here, what if someone from the library found out? She was just about to get up and leave when she heard the receptionist say, “Miss Banner would you like to go straight through?" indicating the direction with her hand.
Joan thanked her, and shakily walked into another smart room, where a huge mirror dominated the back wall and landscape pictures adorned the rest. Too busy gazing around the room she missed the occupant.
"Miss Banner?" said a voice in front of her.
Joan turned her head to see a well-dressed Gentleman walking around the modern desk with his hand extended to usher her into the nearby seat.
"You can call me Joan, I'd prefer that," replied Joan self-consciously and taking the seat indicated.
"Okay, Joan it is,” he replied with a smile. “Now then what particular fantasy have we tempted you with?"
"Umm...it's...um," said Joan hesitantly not knowing where or how to start.
"I see. Well look, how about you just write it down on paper, and we'll take it from there," he said, handing over a sheet and a pen.
Smiling, Joan took the paper and found that she did find it easier to commit to paper, and quickly did so. She handed the paper back and could feel a flush covering her face.
"Ah, you want our 'Gangbang Treat,' well you may consider it yours as soon as you leave these premises. I’ll explain how all this works. We request that our fee of $250 is paid up front and within a month, we will arrange your request. Your fantasy will come true and to your satisfaction or your money will be refunded."
"It all sounds very exciting and I agree to the terms, but will I get any advanced warning?" said Joan.
"Not with this package. Your idea with this fantasy is that you want to be taken by surprise. Something I've come across several times in the past, it seems women tend to have darker fantasies than men, it can be prearranged though, if that's what you prefer?" "No, that's fine. I did want it to be surprise," replied Joan as she counted out the fee.
Joan left a few minutes later and from that moment on, she thought every group of men she saw was part of her fantasy. Yet for two weeks, nothing happened, and she was starting to think that perhaps it all had been a con. Too embarrassed now to speak to anyone about it, she went about her normal day-to-day routine. On Wednesday, she realized that she had to go to the bank, but found her branch closed for renovation. They'd apparently left a cashier in the next store who was apologizing to everyone for the inconvenience, and just as Joan was about to leave, a big white van screeched up to a halt and four masked men with guns jumped out.
It was a hold-up and Joan knew better than to disobey anything they told her to do. Therefore, she went along with everyone else, lying down on the floor as the gang proceeded to fill their bag with cash from the register. Just then the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance and one of the four, grabbed Joan roughly by the arm and started to drag her, shouting for her to move. Terrified she stumbled to her feet, it seemed they were after a hostage. They pushed her into the back of the van and someone immediately blindfolded her as they sped off.
Nervous she stayed huddled on some type of soft pad when she heard one of the robbers softly say, "What're we going to do with the broad?"
"As long as she cooperates, we'll set her free eventually, for now though, she's a hostage until we're in the clear," replied a husky masculine voice.
Joan listened to all this intently, trying to memorize their voices, and then just decided to behave herself. With a bit of luck she'd get out of this unharmed. It was a good time later before they pulled up and stopped. She heard a metal grating sound and as the vehicle inched forward, she realized that they must have pulled inside a garage or other such building. The van was finally turned off and she could hear doors begin to open and felt a large hand take hold of her arm. She was taken from the van. Then led a short distance, where her arms were raised and tied to a post. A hand fell to her shoulder and pushed her down apparently onto some kind of padded seat. She was made reasonably comfortable and remained silent, as she listened for anything being said or decided upon, where she was concerned.
Time, passed slowly and she was given food and drink, but later overheard something that made her feel a bit apprehensive. They'd been talking about splitting the loot and going their separate ways, until someone mentioned Joan. Her ears perked up when she heard one of them saying 'why don't we have a bit of fun first,' and she could guess what he meant by that. Their voices became faint as they moved away from where she was seated and a short time later, someone asked if she needed to use the bathroom. Silently shaking her head no, she heard the footsteps walking away…and just as she was about to relax, she heard them come back.
Joan could feel hands touching her clothing and legs. Fingers traced the angles of her face and others played with the pins in her hair pulling them free. As the hands followed the hair falling down her back, they reached around to cup her breasts under the cardigan. The tips of her breasts began to tingle as the sure hands pulled and played with the tender nipples. Hands glided up her legs to the top of her stockings under her skirt and began to toy with the edge of her panties. They nested against her inner thighs as they began to unhook the fastenings that held them in place. She wasn’t sure but she thought that all four of them were around her, by the sound of their heavy breathing.
With each new touch of her clothes or skin, she felt a rush of emotions shooting through her body. Quietly they began to undress her and without a single word, Joan tried to break free, but with hands tied and her eyes blindfolded it made it impossible. Her silent struggles only seemed to enhance what her body was feeling. Half excited, and slightly fearful of what was happening her body was a tingle with sensations she’d never experienced.
Suddenly she was picked up and laid on the floor, her clothing finally loosened and her legs were untied. She lay still not knowing what to do as her body began to prepare itself for what was to come. Her nipples were hard with the cool air and excitement of the unknown. The moisture was gathering between her legs at the thought of what was going to happen. She could then hear them removing their shoes and the rustling of clothes, as they discarded them all around the room. Her mind began to race; surely, this was finally part of her fantasy? However, how could she know for sure, without one of them telling her it was all part of the plan?
Just then she felt hands moving her legs apart and felt the muscular thighs of one of the men push them even further apart as he pressed a hard cock up against the lips of her pussy. He used the slippery head to toy with her crevice and her excitement was mixed with dread and hope, yet she could no more stop what was going on than she could change summer into winter. His hard cock started to push past her lips and stretch her womanhood, and suddenly he was sliding in. She let out an excited gasp at the exquisite sensation of fullness and at that point, another hard member was presented to her other lips.
Joan sucked it in, as her body was refusing to cooperate with her commands to fight back. She couldn't believe the size of the cock inside her pussy, and estimated him to be at least nine inches in length. Then she felt her breasts being played with, and her nipples sucked. The Guy fucking her decided to speed up at that moment, and suddenly she was crying out with the pleasure coursing through her every fiber.
The cock in her mouth was trying to go deeper and she fought the reflex to gag when it hit the back of her throat. She felt like such a slut, but with each new sensation, she just didn't care. She wanted them to use her body and make her cum all day long. When she felt the cock in her mouth start to expand, she sucked on him harder, relished the taste of his sperm as it hit her tongue and slid down her throat. She then made him moan aloud as she engulfed his still hardened cock and sucked, wanting to drain the very last drop from his shaft.
He was quickly replaced with another, and her own orgasm was making her back arch in order to feel the full penetration of the thick cock that was satisfying her. Being blindfolded, she couldn't see their faces, but she could feel and hear their excitement. She felt one of them shooting his seed onto her breasts, and she wanted to run her fingers through it but her hands were still tied.
Her pussy felt thoroughly used, and her mind could imagine the sight between her legs right now. The cock pounding her was making her cum as never before, and she'd never felt this stretched in her entire life. Her body tingled from head to toe and she knew another orgasm was on the way. When she heard, the Guy who was fucking her cry out, she held her breath before feeling the first surge of his man seed hitting her insides, and then felt the second on her stomach as he pulled out. The smell of sex filled the room, and she was turned on by the fact that she had sperm running down her body.
She then felt another taking her between the legs, and one more was trying to enter her mouth. At this point, her hands were untied, and she immediately reached up for the cock trying to gain entrance to her mouth. Her mind was in ecstasy, she'd always dreamt of being used like this, and now her fantasy was coming true. Her pussy felt soaked, and her jaw ached but still her orgasms came one on top of the other. Her nipples felt like they'd explode, they were so erect and her clitoris pulsed with each new thrust. Her own moans of pleasure were turning on her tormentors, and making them more vigorous in their use of her body.
Until now, she’d been blindfolded, but with her hands free, she quickly removed it, to see the four well-built Guys gathered naked around her. She could now see the cock in front of her face, and didn’t hesitate to surround it with her full lips before sucking it into her mouth. She didn’t care anymore, and wanted them all to use her as they wished.
After what seemed an eternity, they all came over her once more, before leaving her in the room alone. Looking down, she could see her body glistening with their juices, and still her own body was coming. After a while, she got to her feet and slowly dressed.
When she was ready, she tentatively opened up the door and peeked out to find herself in a suburban neighborhood, which she recognized as being across town from where she lived. Her mind raced as she made her way home, she could still feel the juices running down her inner thighs and with each memory of that first cock entering her, she sighed and wished she could have had more.
When she arrived at her apartment, she was going to phone Fantasy Inc and thank them for such a marvelous experience. Getting her key out and entering her apartment, she was in for a shock. Three men emerged from the shadows while one shut the door behind her. She let out a small scream as they surrounded her and the one at her back nuzzled her ear and whispered her fantasy was about to come true. The realization of what she just went through began to sink in as she felt her clothes again being pulled from her body as the first tongue began to make its journey.
***
“Shortly after this experience Joan phoned the office, and I put her mind at rest that everything that had happened to her was organized. She was meant to believe, at least for a short while, that she’d actually been gang raped by total strangers. When she did find out the truth she was delighted with what we’d done and has become a regular client,” said Colin in conclusion.
“Were the bank robbers your idea Colin?” asked Peter.
“Yes sir, although I must point out that we were very lucky to have a branch of her bank going through some renovations at the time. We asked the bank if we could borrow the front of their building to record a small movie, and they agreed. We couldn’t tell them the real reason of course, but it all worked out well in the end.”
“Very good Colin, I commend you for your ingenuity,” said Judy.
“Ok, would you like to continue with the next client’s tale?” said Peter.
“Yes sir, my next client, whose name was Gary, came along about three weeks after Joan’s appointment. His fantasy was one of the easier ones to accomplish it involved making him feel desirable by women. If I may, I’ll read his account?”
“By all means, please do,” replied Peter.
Story 2
Gary sat in the waiting room at Fantasy Inc, he'd heard some good reports about these people, and wanted to sample some of the things himself.
"Gary, you can go in now," said the receptionist.
"Okay, thank you," he replied.
Once in the office he was directed to a chair, and the interview started.
“Hi Gary, my name’s Colin and I will be taking your request today. It says here Gary you'd like to be desired by all women. Does that mean sexually or just fancied?" said Colin.
"Sexually…I realize it's a tall order, but it's just a favorite fantasy of mine. If you can't fulfill that one I can think up another one," replied Gary.
"No, I just wanted to be clear on that point. Well Gary, I think we can guarantee you an exciting fantasy, now all that remains is payment. It will cost you $300, which is only refundable if we fail to meet your expectations."
Gary eagerly counted out the money, and thanked him for his time, before leaving and looking forward to his fantasy being fulfilled.
He noticed nothing out of the ordinary the first two days, but then he had to go on an errand for his employer, to deliver a package to some important clients. It never occurred to him that his fantasy might come true during work hours, but he was about to find out that nothing was beyond the realms of possibility. He'd found the building with no trouble, and got into the lift with two extremely good looking girls.
They both talked to him, and the thought that they might be part of the fantasy crossed his mind. However, when the lift stopped at the fourth floor they got off, and he was left to go up to the sixth. When he arrived at the office, he found the room empty. He thought of just leaving the package on the receptionist desk, but remembered his boss wanted a signature in exchange, so he decided to sit and wait.
Twenty minutes later, and a very cute young receptionist came from the direction of the lift, and apologized for keeping him waiting.
"That's ok, I had nothing better to do," said Gary, as he handed the package over, along with a receipt book for her boss to sign.
"I'm afraid my boss won't be here for another two hours, he's in a meeting across town," she said, after noting that it was only to be signed by the head of the department.
"In that case I'll just wait over here," said Gary, pointing to the chairs.
"If you're sure…Can I get you a drink while you're waiting?" she replied.
"Um, yes please, I'd love a coffee, with two sugars please," he replied, sitting down.
"Ok, back in a minute," she said, walking towards the kettle that could be seen through the storeroom door.
Gary couldn't help noticing her shapely legs as she made the drinks, she wore a short skirt and her legs were very long, she also clearly shaved them, as they looked smooth. Gary imagined her legs apart, and him kneeling down to lick her hairless pussy. He immediately regretted that thought however, for she was coming back and he suddenly had a hard on, which was very noticeable.
Gary crossed his legs to hide the embarrassment, and thanked her when she handed him his coffee. While he was drinking it, the receptionist crossed over to the filing cabinet, and bent down to open the bottom draw. Gary's cock immediately jumped to attention as she was only wearing a thong. He could see it working its way up her butt cheeks, and barely covered her indented pussy lips.
He so wanted to get between her thighs at that moment, and push his tongue in as far as it would go. He had to adjust his trousers at that point, for his briefs were restricting his cock's movements. When the receptionist stood up again, Gary looked the other way, pretending not to have noticed. She gave him a smile before sitting down once more, and Gary felt his cock twitch.
Just then the two girls he'd seen in the lift earlier, walked up to the receptionist's desk.
"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 very 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 3
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 undressing 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, and 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 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 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 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. For my part, I will not be judgmental and let me assure you further I've heard some 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. Therefore, 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. Therefore, 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 mail carrier 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 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, proceed to the Fourth 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 Fourth 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 aloud.
"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 ride up her slit a little, revealing the shape of her pussy. It was almost like wearing nothing at all.
Now she waited, feeling both apprehensive and a little scared. After all, no one knew she was here and what would she be expected to do?
Five minutes later, she heard the door opening again and footsteps coming in her direction.
"Hello there, are you our model?" said a voice she recognized as her friend David.
"Mmm...” She muttered, not wanting him to recognize her voice.
"We were told you would pose for us, and that you'd do anything we asked," he said.
"Mmm..." she agreed, starting to feel hot.
"Bear with us and we'll get set up," said another voice, which was clearly Denis.
Colleen couldn't see them with all the lights focused on her, and she liked that. She liked the feeling of being alone, especially when she was wearing such a daring outfit. She lay still for a while listening to the clicks and shuffling of bags as they both prepared their cameras. Once they'd set up and were ready, they told her to roll onto her side and prop her head up with her hand, which she did.
Click…click…click, she heard as they started. Suddenly they were within the lights, taking photos from different angles. She could now see them for the first time, and that excited her, especially since they hadn't recognized her. The mask she wore did a good job of covering her cheekbones and part of her nose, and the deep red lipstick wasn't something she was known for.
"Could you prop your right leg up so that its level with the knee of your other leg," said Denis, almost nervously.
Colleen did as she was told, and felt the fabric of her bikini bottoms shifting slightly. She wasn't exposed, but it made her tingle all over, as they seemed to concentrate their picture taking in that general area.
Click…click…click, a little nearer this time. Then she was shocked for the first time that day, for suddenly David asked her to play with herself. In that instant she became very wet, and knew that, she was going to do what he'd asked of her.
Slowly she let her free hand roam over the front of her bikini bottoms, and after pulling them to one side, she ran a finger over her clit. Colleen teased it with a delicate touch, before sliding her finger past her wet pussy lips and into the moist hole. They went wild at that point, as the boys were clicking and the cameras were whirring as if they'd never seen a pussy before. She also noticed that they were much nearer now, in fact, she could've reached out for either one of them but she restrained herself from doing so.
In her mind, the idea that both her neighbors were now taking close and very intimate pictures of her bare pussy as her finger thrust back and forth was almost too much. She'd already cum once, and now that they were even closer, she began to cum again. Her entire body shuddered this time, as the feelings of her orgasm started at the base of her feet and worked its way through her body.
"Could I remove your top?" said Denis, bringing her back to the moment.
She didn't respond in words, instead, she sat up slightly and beckoned him to untie it from behind with a nod of her head. Placing the camera on the floor Denis gently untied the flimsy top and pulled it off, revealing her marvelous breasts. Colleen looked down to see her nipples as hard as they'd ever been, and wondered how much longer they'd want to take pictures.
Then it happened, she felt a finger sliding over her swollen pussy lips and looked down in shock. It was David, and the camera had been discarded. Colleen panicked a little, for this wasn't supposed to happen. All that she'd wanted was a fantasy about undressing for them, showing her body and thrilling at them, as they got excited. She felt his finger entering her, and unconsciously opened her legs a little wider.
'What am I doing?' she thought, as the thrill of his touch ran through her entire being. She was then asked to lie on her back, which she did without question. Almost as if, she was only there to obey their every command. Denis moved nearer at that moment and bent down to take one of her nipples into his mouth, which made her moan aloud. Now she could feel several of David's fingers probing her entrance, and those feelings of an impending orgasm surged through her body once more.
The nipple that Denis was sucking on was starting to feel tender, but she didn't want him to stop. The wetness that she felt at that moment was running down her inner thighs and she began to feel rather faint. She then felt David trying to ease four fingers into her, and with the stretching along with her nipple feeling exquisite her next orgasm made her arch her back and shudder.
Suddenly David's hand was inside her and he was fisting her off, she had opened her legs as far as she could. While her eyes were closed, she wasn't aware of what Denis was doing but then she felt something hard touching her lips. Upon opening her eyes, she found his hardened cock resting upon her mouth and immediately took it in. It had all gone too far now, but she no longer cared. The only thing that mattered at that moment was pleasing her friends and making them take her repeatedly. Her orgasms seemed to come back to back, and the taste and size of Denis's cock as it slid in and out of her mouth was wonderful. She reached up to hold him steady as she deep throated his member, and knew exactly when he was about to shoot his load.
When he did, she allowed it to spurt explosively onto her waiting tongue before swallowing and sucking out the next load. David then pulled his hand free and she knew what would come next. Sure enough, she felt his hardness touching her soft raw skin and moaned aloud when he plunged it inside. She'd all but finished Denis off when David lifted her legs in the air and pulled her down the couch slightly in his need for a deeper penetration.
Colleen closed her eyes as he pounded her, and couldn't quite believe that any of this was happening. She felt so weak now, as she'd never experienced so many orgasms in a single day, yet she never wanted it to stop. When he suddenly stopped his actions, Colleen could hear them talking but in the haze of the moment she couldn't make out what they were saying.
She then found out what they were up to, for suddenly she was lifted off the couch by a pair of strong arms and Denis got underneath her. Her first thought was that they both intended to penetrate her but she only got it half-right. Denis guided his cock between her legs, and began to fuck her pussy, and then to her surprise David joined his brother in the same hole from his standing position. She now had two cocks rhythmically pounding her swollen pussy, as one would go in the other would come out and for the most part, it worked well. It was only when they got that rhythm wrong did she realize just how hard this was to do. They stretched her like never before and it was magnificent.
She'd been wet in the past, but never like this. In fact, at one point, her juices were fairly gushing over their cocks, and she remembered screaming with ecstasy. Now her mind clouded over, and she only vaguely remembers them coming to an end and getting dressed. She distinctly remembered them saying thank you, and asking if she was all right before leaving. What they didn't know was that she was in a kind of semi-trance, for her body still hadn't stopped coming.
She could feel the juices from both herself and the boys beneath her buttocks as it collected in a tiny puddle on the couch. Half an hour later and she opened her eyes and looked down at her nakedness, before attempting to get off the couch. When she did so, she had to hold the couch for fear of falling over. The lights felt hot now, and she was ready to leave for home. After composing herself, she redressed and headed for the door.
She must have been smiling all the way home, with the thought of all the things she'd done and allowed to happen imprinted on her mind. When she got home, her neighbors were already back, and making themselves a hot drink.
"Hi Colly, hope you don’t mind us making ourselves comfortable. We came over to let you know what happened to us today," said Denis, as she walked into the kitchen.
"Oh hi Denis, no of course I don’t mind," she responded, almost in a daze.
"Where have you been?" asked David.
"Just out to the store," she replied, getting her favorite mug out.
"Hey Colly, we followed up on that ad we pointed out to you the other day," said Denis, in way of conversation.
"Oh...which ad would that be then?" she replied, as she poured the hot water into her coffee mug.
"That Fantasy Inc one, you know?" replied Denis.
"Oh yes and what happened?" she said, curious as to how much they would reveal.
"Well as you know we're both amateur photographers and we thought we'd fantasize about taking a model whilst in the middle of a shoot?”
"You didn't? So what happened?" said Colleen, with a smirk on her face.
"Well, first they wanted to know what kind of woman we wanted, so David suggested someone with a body like yours and we showed them a picture of you. The Guy there had a broad smile when he saw that picture and said he knew the very person who would suit the purpose. So...well anyway, you don't need to know the rest in detail. Suffice it to say, we had a good time and we're thinking of going again. You should look into it, I'm sure you'd enjoy whatever your fantasy is," he finished.
"I'm sure I would, I'm sure I would," she repeated, taking her coffee into the other room along with a smile that seemed to make her glow.
***
“Of course you probably realize that the neighbors came along shortly after Colleen had left, so fulfilling that particular fantasy was very easy to do,” said Colin.
“Did the neighbors ever find out?” asked Peter.
“According to Colleen, no they didn’t. She wants it kept that way. All three of them have been back a couple of times since, and Colleen tells me she reads her account almost daily.”
“Very good Colin, please continue,” said Judy.
Colin collected up the next lot of papers and carried on.
“The next tale involved an exhibitionist, whose name was Cherrie.”
Story 4