Gay Erotic Stories

I knocked on the Driscoll's that evening as appointed. I had shaved and used my expensive aftershave, washed and groomed my hair at the salon. Then I wore a loose fitting knee length trousers and a pair of moccasin shoes. I was looking casually fetching by the looks thrown at me by passersby - both male and female:both young and old.The open winks I got could have got me to a runway! I could not help but reminisce about the blow job tryst I had with Eric earlier. Thinking about it made me start sweating without the sweats. Suddenly my dick got hard as I w'as about to knock on the door. Memories of the luscious lips and the volcanic eruption in the public toilet was to die for.

Actually I need to back down a bit on this story.

On my way here, I went to the Supermarket by the school to purchase a bottle of wine for the Driscoll's as it was customary. After purchasing the wine, I entered a nearby Barber's shop to get my lustrous hair trimmed. On entering the shop, I came face-to-face with the man that was in the other toilet when Eric and I indulged in our tryst.

“Well, hello!This is a face I know I had to see again!Care for a haircut?”he said winking an eye

I was mortified that I lived with that guy at close quarters. I though he was just a random stranger that it would be a one in a millionth chance of ever meeting.

“Yes, just a slight trim but I could come back tomorrow” I managed rather feebly.

“Come on. I will give you a quick one too, no pun intended seeing that you already had a quick one earlier,” He laughed. What a jerk, I mused “Ok. Just a trim. I like my hair," i said casually. “No worries darling. Your hair is to die for. I used to have a head with full hair just like yours but gravity had been unkind lately and took its toll,” he said ruefully. Feeling a bit sympathetic. I offered some kind words “You don’t look bad. You are cool."

He smile with real pleasure and underneath that pale skin, he blushed .

While he was trimming my hair, he would once in a while press his dick on my elbow resting on on the armrest.

Well, all's well that ended well. He gave me his number and out of sheer politeness and courtesy I collected it. I had no intention of delving into a sex tryst with him but someday, he could be a friend when I needed one. I had to pursue my options sometime.I had a premonition that I would certainly need an experienced gay man as a friend one day to show me the ropes. Because clearly, I was heading to a wold unknown to me. A would I ha no idea about the terrain and how things worked therein.

So, i digress. The door opened and the delectable Mrs. Driscoll was a vision in a light blue negligè. He I was sporting a h massive hard-on that was obvious because I was thinking about her husband, then she appeared like a nymph from a Greek rose garden. "Hello, there," she purred like a feline in heat. "Hi,” I stammered. My eyes bulged. I almost dropped the wine I was holding. I could see the aureoles of her perfectly shaped breasts. My eyes drank into her chocolate smooth neck that was like a gazelle’s. My eyes traveled to her body, curvaceous and ready to be devoured. My heart thudded in my ears and my blood raced like it would spew out from my pores.

Suddenly, she dragged me in and bolted the door. She grabbed the wine bottle and set it on the side table and seductively waltzed herself into my arms. Her breast crushed against me chest and her hips met my groin. I held her tightly and my lips descended on her luscious and succulent lips. In no time, our tongues were discovering the hidden pleasures in our mouths. Oh, I kissed her with fevour that I never thought I had.

This exotic creature was a dream come true. Had never had any relationship with a black or an interracial person before. So, the racial difference added to the raw sweetness of this forbidden passion that set us on fire.

Without wasting precious time, we were naked on the couch. I was on top of her feeling her, tasting her. Our bodies sliding over each other. I went down and found he shaven nectar. My wet tongue licked the outer layers of her hot, wet pussy. Then it went deep into her pink opening.She tasted like paradise. I sucked her clitoris till she screamed in ecstasy. While she was shivering in pure orgasmic tremors, I lifted her buttocks and sucked even more until she begged me to stop. Then I kissed her. I wanted her to have a taste of herself from myself. I released her and watched as she caught her breath. Then I spread her thighs and the crown of my cock, already oozing precum, nudged her opening. I used my cock head to tickle her even more. Then I shoved in whole in one deep thrust. She screamed even more. I touched the hilt.

I paused a bit for her to get used to the size of my invasion. Then I started sliding in and out. A pussy had never felt that sweet! The lips grabbed my ranging dick as if sucking the juices out of me. I strained to keep up. The suddenly, my two hands lifted her buttcheeks and I went even deeper until my cock head felt that sensitive opening of her womb she kept on screaming. We were wild in sexual abandon we didn’t care about the outside world

I kept on thrusting. When I felt like coming, I would stop and suck on her engorged nipples and kiss her neck. Then I would use my tongue to lick her lips and chin. These got her even hotter. She squirmed uncontrollably as I did all these things to her.

Then, I would resume my thrusts. Finally, she could not take no more, as I thrusted deep, she met my thrusts with her own involuntary pelvic thrusts. Then I went from the final onslaught. I plowed so deep I thought my dick would come out of her mouth. She wrapped her legs around the small of my back tightly and shuddered like life was being ripped out of her soul. At that instant, I could not hold back. My dick went so deep I spurted my cum right into the confines of her womb. The heat of that volcanic eruption must have got her over the edge. She gave one more convulsive shudder and came with me. My cum kept cumming. Some even sludged out. I kept thrusting and savoured the sweetness of the afterglow. Then I turned over with her on top, with my dick stile m bedded in her. I kept kissing her neck, ears and cheeks while molding her voluptuous ass.

“Where are Eric and Moses?” I managed to say. “Eric has gone to get some chili sauce while Moses is out playing soccer with his friends,” she said languidly. “Seeing that we are alone, do you want to go for another bout?” I asked thinking about the salacious taste of her pussy. "Wow, tiger, slow down. I don’t think that’s a good idea. You are such a fantastic bedder but I have a barbecue to prepare. But we can work something out later,” she said fluttering her eyes trying to extricate herself from my embrace. My dick was still ramrod stiff. “Maybe I could join you for another bout,” Eric said from the back-door. We were so caught in out rapturous sexcapade we forgot to bold the back-door.

I shot up and stood facing a Cuckolded Eric with my hard dick like a pole distended from my groin.

He just smiled and embraced his wife as if rewarding her for passing an exam. He kissed her passionately while I scrambled to dress up and look decent.