Gay Erotic Stories

First, let me assure the readers that this story is true and actually happened to my wife and I. Second, let me say that I am not a writer, and probably could not write fiction if I had the inclination to do so. My wife and I met on an airline trip to Florida where we both were visiting some friends for a few days. I happened to be assigned to the seat next to Her, and we started to chat, as she seemed a bit nervous about flying. As the plane started to taxi out to the take-off area, she was talking a mile-a-minute, trying to take her mind off the procedure of getting into the air. She actually grabbed my arm as we rose off the concrete runway into the clear blue morning sky. Her head was down and her eyes were closed and this gave me a chance to look her over. Being a single red-blooded American boy, I could not help but notice the full breasts that were peeking out of her blouse and the gorgeous legs, which were showing well above her knees as a result of her sort skirt. I caught just a peek of her stocking tops and I was surprised, as most women were wearing those ugly pantyhose now. I have always been a lingerie freak and love it when women dress in stockings and garters. I got this appreciation from peeking at my Aunt as she dressed each morning while I was spending the summer with her and I would look forward to going back every year when school was out. I would watch as she prepared for her working day and slid those sexy hose and other items onto her tall sexy body. Later after she left I would sneak a pair of her panties out of her laundry and masturbate in them. When the plane finally leveled off and smoothed out into it's flight pattern, she let my arm go and apologized for grabbing me confessing that she had always been afraid of flying. I assured her it was no problem and continued to watch her skirt, as it slid farther up her thighs. She made no to attempt to pull it down, and Soon, I could see her garter straps where they fastened to her stockings. My cock was hard as stone by now, and was trying to rear it's seven inch length, so I turned slightly sideways to conceal the bulge. She continued to talk as I listened, but soon she started to get sleepy as we both had risen very early for our flight. By that time I had found out that she was single and unattached, and was staying with friends not too far from my acquaintances in that area. After dozing off for a few minutes myself, I awoke to find her head resting against my shoulder as she slept. This afforded me a perfect angle to look down her partially open blouse at her sweet breasts. She was wearing a very lacy, transparent blouse and I could just make out those big over-sized red nipples encased within. My penis was hard again and I actually put my hand on it and gave it a squeeze. It had been over three weeks since I had had sex, and I was ready for bear. One thing that impressed me about this young woman was her freshness and apparent lack of experience with things in this world. She had an almost perfect, angelic face and beautiful clear pale skin, a refreshing change from all the sun-baked amazons that frequent the beaches in Florida. I guessed her to be about 22 or so, and she was making her first air flight and was as excited and nervous as a school-girl. I could almost believe that she was a virgin, at her age, even though she was not bashful about letting me get my peeks at her body. Our flight lasted about 2 hours, and soon we heard the notice to "Fasten seat belts" and we prepared to land. I had talked to her for nearly thirty minutes before our flight entered the landing pattern, and she had consented to letting me have her phone number and had agreed to get together for dinner some night, since she was staying only a few miles from me. As we waited for or baggage to arrive at the pick-up point, I was introduced to her friends with whom she was staying. They were an older couple and the woman eyed me up and down, suspiciously, when she was told of or dinner date. She was apparently not too happy that her visitor had made friends with a stranger. After grabbing my luggage, I said goodbye and went to pick up my rental car, but I told my new friend (Name Mary) that I would see her soon. She smiled and shook my hand, and I left. For the sake of time I will tell you very briefly that we had a great time together and I think we both fell in love during those few days, even though we may not have realized it at the time. My dreams did not come true as far as sex was concerned, as I never got beyond a few kisses. I was so infatuated by her virginal actions, that for some reason I didn't really try. I just enjoyed looking at her body in the conservative swim suit she wore when we were on the beach. One time, I did try to feel her breasts, and she just pushed my hand away. By the time I left, I wanted this girl so badly, I could hardly bear it. When the day came for me to leave, I was determined to see her again even though she lived nearly 200 miles from me back home. We exchanged addresses and I waved to her as I boarded my flight. (part 2 to follow)