The Ultimate Collection of Short Erotic Tales (68 page)

"I see what you mean, I really enjoyed that,"
she said, getting dressed.

Soon they were sitting on the floor, with
Janet showing Stephen what Azamond had given them as a reward.
Stephen was understandably impressed, knowing that they had a
fortune here. They discussed their plans, and then decided to check
the spell books out from cover to cover both finding some very
interesting spells that would have to be tried out, sooner or
later. But that would be another story.

Chapter 6

Janet had gone back into the mirror, her
thoughts of lust being the driving force behind this visit, but she
was shocked to find Azamond the Sorcerer, who'd been shot. She
rushed to his aid, but was assured by Azamond that everything would
be all right. In fact, while she watched over him she could visibly
see his wound healing itself.

"How do you do that?" she asked.

"It's a simple heal spell, one that most good
sorcerers need to learn," he replied, as if this was an everyday
event.

"How did this happen?" said Janet.

Azamond went on to explain that he was
checking out this new world, when he witnessed a gun battle on the
streets of one of our large and impressive cities. He just happened
to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Janet suggested that he
lie down, and rest and that she would make something to eat. Once
she had vacated the mirror, she put some soup on the ring of her
cooker and heated it up. She started to remember how the mirror
came to be in their possession. Stephen and Janet had found it in
an antique store, and discovered upon reading the writing at the
base, (which was in Latin) that the person or persons reading it
were transported into the room that Azamond now lay in. At first
they had assumed they were prisoners, but discovered that when read
backwards, the words on the base of the mirror had freed Azamond,
who in turn freed them.

Getting the bowl of soup back into the
mirror, she found that Azamond was now completely recovered. But he
ate the soup, thanking Janet for taking the time, and then he
started to tell her how the mirror came about.

It all started when the king requested a
place for complete and utter privacy, a place where only he had
access. Feeling challenged I started work on a spell that could
achieve his every desire, and before long I had come up with the
perfect one. When I tested it out myself, I discovered how good it
could be in here. So, whenever the king was indisposed within the
mirror, I would work on the spell that would link me to it. The
king wanted more and more ways to entertain himself within the
mirror, so I had to come up with a varied amount of spells to
quench his lust. This of course was not a bad thing, for I too
learnt to enjoy the pleasures of the mirror.

Janet looked through one of the spell books,
and then turned to Azamond.

"Can you translate some of these words for
us, we can only recognize about half of them," she said.

"You have fallen under the mirror’s spell,
haven't you," said Azamond.

Janet looked sheepishly at him before
answering.

"Yes…it has given me experiences that I had
never thought possible," she replied.

"Then may I suggest you try this spell," he
replied, pointing to a single word.

The word was, 'Placere,' which Azamond told
her meant pleasure.

"I will leave you for a while, so have fun,"
he said, disappearing.

Janet spoke the word out loud, and was
suddenly surrounded with four naked men; her thoughts racing back
to the experience she'd had with just two. She stood in the middle
looking them up and down knowing that as soon as she touched one of
them they would come to life and service her, in ways that are hard
to describe. She reached out running her hand over the chest of
just one of these Adonis like males. They came to life, all
reaching for her clothes, and starting to strip her bare, their
hands touching bare skin as the clothes were discarded. She let
herself be laid down, and then watched as the four bronzed men
started to run their hands over all the right places. Her nipples
hardened as they were visited time and time again, by probing
fingers.

Her pussy tingled with anticipation, the
juices flowing freely as the first of many fingers passed between
her lips. With them all kneeling over her, she could feel their
hardened cocks pressing against her body. She looked down and
reached for one, feeling how stiff it was to the touch, and rubbing
her hand over its length. Then she felt another brush her face,
turning her eyes she confronted a large one near enough to reach
with her mouth. Opening wide, she encircled his gorgeous shaft, he
pushed forward brushing by her lips, she engulfed his member,
wanting to feel the hardness in her mouth. Then she felt one at her
pussy, and moaned with the pleasure it was giving her, his cock
going deep upon entry, and then rhythmically starting to move in
and out.

She could feel the cock in her hand rocking
back and forth, while the man sucking her nipple into his mouth was
also stimulating her clitoris with a single finger, as she was
being made love to. The emotions that were running through her body
brought on the first of many orgasms. She was in a state of bliss,
a moment in time that could or would never be repeated. Then she
felt the cock that she was holding start to jerk, his cum shooting
up and over her breasts, she pumped him dry, feeling the pounding
in her pussy more intensely. She came again, sucking in the cock
with a passion she had rarely known, her clitoris was on fire as
both the finger, and the cock imbedded itself inside her. Her
multi-orgasms making her feel light headed, and then the rock hard
cock in her mouth started to jerk, she could sense his sperm
traveling up the shaft. Her tongue, was prepared as his seed hit
the end, shooting a mass of cream into her mouth, she swallowed
lustfully.

Her nipples started to feel sore, as the one
servicing them became over enthusiastic, pulling and biting the
ends making them harder than they had ever been. The cock in her
mouth started to deflate, making her want to get it back to full
strength. Then, she felt ejaculation in her pussy, as her lover
started to explode deep inside her, could she ever live without
these experiences? Her thoughts were suddenly of Stephen her
boyfriend, but soon coming back to the lover who was now being
replaced by the one who used his finger. Her mouth had by now
succeeded in reawakening the cock that was placed in it, his shaft
once again moving back and forth slowly, almost fucking her mouth.
The cock that had entered her pussy felt thicker than the one
before, because he seemed to be stretching her more.

Her orgasms no longer had a beginning or an
end they seemed to be constant. Her juices were making her feel
damp on the soft bed. Then her new lover started to cum, mixing his
cum with the other, her body felt used as they picked her up
placing her on yet another hard cock, and then feeling one more
pushing into her anal passage. Her screams were louder than ever as
they all started to cum in and over her body. Her mouth was full
and leaking great gobs of sperm, as she felt them let go and
vanish. She collapsed onto the bed, her tears of joy after
experiencing such an overwhelming moment of bliss, running down her
face.

After ten more minutes of rest, she got off
the bed and called out Azamond's name, and he appeared before
her.

"I have never known anything so wonderful,"
she said.

"I know…it's marvelous isn't it?" he
replied.

They talked for a while, and then Janet
decided that she needed a rest, so saying her goodbye's she left.
As she got into her own bed, she couldn't help but think of her
experience, wondering what would happen next.

Chapter 7

Janet brought the coffee into the lounge,
placing it on the small round coffee table in front of her guest.
Asking if she wanted cream and sugar, and being told yes to both,
she stirred them in and handed her ex-tutor the cup. Miss Appleby
had been invited over by phone; they had become close friends when
Janet was at college.

"So, what have you been up to, for the past
three months?" asked Miss Appleby.

"Oh, not much, we just found that mirror
you've been admiring," she replied, pointing to the mirror in
question.

"Yes, I noticed it straight away, it looks
Gothic, but there's a hint of Italian in the design, where did you
find it?" she asked, still looking.

"We found it in an antique store, but there
is more to that mirror than meets the eye, if you read the
inscription on the bottom, you will get a big surprise," said
Janet.

Miss Appleby rose from her chair and walked
over to the mirror, but before she could say anything, Janet told
her not to speak the words out loud just yet. Then when Janet stood
next to her, she told her they should read the words together.

"Perpetualis Aetas-atis Cessare," they both
said.

They suddenly found themselves in a small
room; Miss Appleby looked around, and was alarmed to see she was on
the other side of the mirror.

"What happened?" she said, looking
frightened.

"Calm down, we can get out whenever we want
to. This is the surprise I was telling you about," explained
Janet.

Janet then went on to say, how she had wanted
to share this secret with a friend, but didn't know how they would
react. Then she explained the mirror’s purpose, to which Miss
Appleby was intrigued, and more than a little curious.

The mirror was a place of pleasures, where
anything goes, Janet and Stephen had discovered its true purpose
some time ago. They were also responsible for setting Azamond the
Sorcerer free, he was the creator who fashioned the mirror for the
King he served. The mirror held spell books that were full of
erotic magic, a single word or two from one of these books could
change the way you viewed sex forever. Miss Appleby, leafed through
one of the books, and was able to read every single word.

"Without saying the words, can you translate
some of them for me?" Janet asked.

"Yes of course, which ones don't you
recognize?" she replied.

Janet had brought a notebook with her, so
that her tutor could write them down, which, if she was honest was
the real reason she had invited Miss Appleby over.

"The main words I have been having trouble
with are halfway through the book."

Janet located the pages she couldn't read,
and then handed the book back. After about half an hour, Miss
Appleby had translated the spells Janet had asked for.

"Are you going to show me this so called
magic?" she asked, skeptically.

"I'm not sure you’re ready for how intense
these spells can be," replied Janet.

"I'm a grown woman Janet I think I can handle
anything that might happen,” she said.

"Ok, so tell me honestly, have you got any
sexual fantasies?" asked Janet.

Miss Appleby started to redden, her head
bowing slightly.

"Well, I have got one, but it's
embarrassing," she replied.

"What is it?" Janet said, wondering what it
would be.

"I've always fantasized about being gang
raped, not hurt you understand, just taken against my will," she
confessed.

"Oh, I know exactly what you mean," said
Janet, smiling.

Janet looked at the book, and then spotted
the words she was looking for.

"Say those words," she said, pointing to
them.

"Multi-Rapere," said Miss Appleby.

Four naked, fully erect men suddenly
surrounded her. Until now she hadn't truly believed Janet's story
of the spells, but now her emotions were those of horror and lust,
as she stood looking these men up and down. Janet informed her that
she could at any time stop them, by saying the words again, and to
start them off she only had to touch one. Miss Appleby stared at
their cocks, wanting to reach out and touch them, but an inner
voice said no.

"If you have any doubts, just say the words,
and end this," said Janet, not totally convinced she knew what she
really wanted.

Miss Appleby reached out a hand touching the
biggest cock she'd ever seen, suddenly they all grabbed her, and
then her clothes were starting to tear as she was forced onto the
bed. Their hands making short work of her clothing, her nakedness
giving her a thrill she had never experienced before. She felt the
cock she had held, pushing its way into her pussy, her moans
drowned out by the cock forcing its way into her mouth. Her breasts
were being manhandled, which made her nipples rock hard. Janet sat
on the only chair in the room, and pulling her panties down she
started to rub her own pussy, the scene in front of her being
better than any porno.

The man in Miss Appleby's mouth started to
push deeper, making her gag, and she tried to take more down her
throat, his rhythm matching the one fucking her. Her first orgasm
came; an overwhelming feeling of pure lust took over as she relaxed
further, which in turn allowed for more penetration of her throat.
She then felt his seed hit deep within her mouth, and swallowed as
quick as she could, it felt like he would never stop, as his cum
spurted out the end. He was quickly replaced by another, and then
her pussy started to fill up with cum from her assailant, but she
loved every part of this treatment, her own juices mixing with
his.