Gay Erotic Stories

The First and Final Kiss By Sammy Often people share moments with each other that seem so perfect that we wonder why they do not last forever. Maybe, just maybe, what makes those moments so spectacular is that they come and pass so quickly, that you are forced to acknowledge them for what they are. This is a story of one of those moments that hang neatly in your cerebrum. A sexy, impulsive, erotic event, that transcends love and becomes a part of you. It was almost midnight and I had just returned from a long business trip. Like most of you, the first thing that I did after I walked through the front door was to check my messages. Only one of the calls was for me. It was Cassidy, one of my roommates; he was calling to tell me that he was at a club enjoying a few cocktails with my other roommate, Gweyn, and her best friend, Kara, and wouldn’t I like to come out there when I got in. The call was almost an hour old and I was pretty tired from my trip so I decided to pass on the invitation. I had settled in with a beer and television show but I found it hard to keep my mind on it. For a while, I have secretly begun forming a significant infatuation with my new roommate, Gweyn, and now several intense fantasies began to play out in my head. It was just then that Cassidy called and again invited me out. I was so eager to see Gweyn at this point that I just tossed on some clothes and flew out the door. Now let me explain something. About two months prior to this night, I had moved into a house with Cassidy and Gweyn. Cassidy had been a college roommate and now he was recently divorced. We had both wanted to move into a big house and we needed one more roommate. Gweyn had been a friend of Cassidy’s but I had not met her until the day we moved in. We all got along great and everything was fine, until after the first month. It was then that I started noticing Gweyn less and less as my roommate and more as a beautiful girl who lives just on the other side of the hallway. Gweyn is awfully cute. She is short, five-foot three and realistically thin, with long, flowing blond hair that falls just inches below her shoulder. Her hips are small and feminine and her 34c breasts hang close to her body. And notwithstanding her natural beauty, she’s the kind of girl you’d love to hang out with. I had made it to the club just after midnight. Gweyn, Cassidy and Kara were all sitting on the balcony drinking chocolate martinis and the girls were definitely tipsy. I took an open seat next to Gweyn, made my introductions and ordered a whisky and Coke. Sitting next to each other, Gweyn and I started talking about everything around us: clothes, girls, likes, dislikes and us. It was a very loud club and that made it difficult to understand any conversation but Gweyn kept leaning over to talk into my ear. I was very turned on, especially when she mistakenly brushed up against my ear, with her lips. This sent chills up and down my spine. She then proceeded to playfully wipe my ear and cheek with her hand, while her other hand fell against my thigh. She squeezed gently, pretending to regain her balance. Her eyes never left my sight. Let me say something else here: there had been moments that I felt her looking at me and I often wondered how she felt about me but I always dismissed it as an overactive imagination on my part. Now there was no doubt, maybe it was the alcohol, but she was making every fantasy I had had about her begin to blossom inside of my head. An hour later we left the bar. Cassidy, who had an on again, off again relationship with Kara, had offered to drive her home, so that left me alone with Gweyn. While on the ride home, Gweyn had put her hair up in pigtails, something I had just told her drove me crazy. When I pointed this out to her she affectionately rested her hand on top of my thigh and stared out the window and did not say a word. These mixed signals were driving me crazy. Was she being flirtatious with me or just flirtatiously drunk? It was a beautifully warm night and Gweyn suggested we go swimming together in the pool. I said nothing as she walked around the house. I was still somewhat sober and this couldn’t be a good idea. It was then that she returned from her room with two towels. She handed me a towel and grabbed my hand. “Well, I’m going in the pool!” “Like that?” I joked. She was still in her jeans and that sexy green halter-top from the club. “Ever since we moved in here, I have wanted to go skinny dipping,” she laughed, as she walked past me to the edge of the pool. She then reached down and stuck her hand in the water. “Umm…this water feels great!” she purred, as she smoothed her wet hand against the exposed part of her stomach. She reached for her shirt, and well I may be dense, but before she could remove her top, I was next to her with my shirt off. With her back turned towards me she undid her strapless black bra and slid out of her jeans. Bending over she stuck her ass out towards me and giggled as she flaunted her silky black thong in front of me. I was quickly out of my blue jeans and down to only my boxers and an erection, when she turned around with her hands playfully covering her beautifully naked breasts. I attempted to make my move but she jumped past me into the water. Well, if you think that my conscious got the better of me in this situation, then you probably have forgotten what it is that you are reading. I jumped in after her and began to swim towards the other end of the pool where she was resting up against the wall. When I came up next to her, her eyes were all that I could see. They were penetrating. “This is crazy I know…” I whispered, as I grabbed hold of the wall behind her, “but…” “I know,” she whispered knowingly. I pulled her towards me so that her breasts were flat against my chest and we started kissing. Naked, except for our underwear, we floated in the pool for what seemed like hours. My hands quickly relocated to the nape of her neck and then down, flat against her heart. I took one breast into my mouth and began to fondle her nipples with my lips and my teeth and my hand. She started to kiss my neck but quickly abandoned that for soft bites into my shoulder. My arm was straining to keep us both afloat in the deep end, so I swam, with her in my arms, to the shallow end of the pool. Once there, I lifted her up and sat her on the edge. She sat slightly higher than me now, so I started kissing her stomach and worked my way down to her panties. I ran my tongue inside the waistband of her panties, while my hands drifted up her thighs. As my tongue brushed against her pubic hair, she stopped me and lifted my head in her hands. She kissed my lips and stroked my chest. So this was it. This is when she would come to her senses. Instead her hands ended inside my boxers and grabbed hold of my dick and she proceeded to run her fingertips over my balls. Her teeth bit into my chest. Next to the orgasm, the greatest sexual feeling for a man is that first time a woman grabs your dick, unprovoked, and begins to gently explore the erection. There’s something primal in the experience, an obvious attraction. She played with me for a short while but we were still in an awkward position, so I grabbed her around her waist, and as my boxers slid off, I placed her gently down on a step of the pool. I sank back in the cool water and reached down, pulled off her panties and raised her butt above the water. All this so that I could have easy access to her. She practically opened up to me and I began to caress her lips with my own. My mouth quickly found her clit and I gently bit down, as my free hand stroked her pubic hair. Her body sharply spasmed. I began to sway my tongue rhythmically over her clitoris, deftly switching between firm and gentle strokes, until I could feel her knees begin to buckle. She grabbed my free hand and pushed my fingers up next to her vagina. I began to slowly penetrate in and out of her pussy with my fingers and my tongue and she responded by digging her nails into my back. After a few more minutes of this her voice sputtered and little moans carried her off into her own bliss. I sank down underneath the water to give Gweyn time to recover and to cool off from the intensity. As my head broke through the water she had slid down next to me and forcefully pushed me up against the very same steps. Her tongue violently darted in and out of my mouth and her hands reached into my shoulders. Playfully she pushed me back and I playfully fell. Her mouth began to kiss my chest and gently kissed my stomach. She then sank beneath the water. Her hands were now moving up the inside of my thighs and when her head broke through the water, her hands were wrapped around my dick and with a mischievous glance, she began to tongue my penis, gently sucking the head, while her hands massaged my balls. It was a perfect mixture of pressure and a gentle caress. She lapped hungrily at times and pulled back to plant gentle kisses at others. My hands ran down her wet hair and dug into her back when I was ready. Everything had been slow and gentle up until this point but now she increased the speed and her friction. She took me deep inside her mouth, her teeth gently kneading my sensitive skin and in no time after that, I came. While I sat back to recover, she impishly jumped past me out of the pool and grabbed her towel. On her way inside she looked back and told me to go wait in her bed. My clothes were wet, so I grabbed the other towel and went to Gweyn’s room. I pulled up a pillow and sat down on her bed with my arms crossed behind my head and huge grin on my face. It had all been so unbelievably impulsive, I began to grow concerned with how to proceed but Gweyn had everything under control. She was feeling sexy and when she came out of the bathroom in that outfit, I just couldn’t believe it. “What do you think?” her arms raised above her head like a model. My erection came right back and poked out through my towel. “I guess you do like the school girl look,” she giggled. She made her way towards me. She wore an inconceivably short, pleated catholic schoolgirl skirt and went from the twenty-nine year old that she was, to a young college coed. But she was no young schoolgirl, with a sly wink and swaying hips she exposed a new thong so skimpy; it almost wasn’t there. She wore a teeny spaghetti strapped white tank top, which was a size too small. It barely hung below her breasts and was so worn with age that her nipples seem to poke right through the fabric. I sat there with that stupid grin on my face and didn’t say anything as she sauntered toward me. She stood over me with one hand caressing my thigh, as the other was rubbing her crotch. I yanked down her thong and tossed it across the room. I held her hand and began stroking her pussy. I placed her fingers inside of her vagina and pulled them out so that I could lick the juices of her fingertips. With her other hand she started to massage her clit. When she could no longer stand it, she sat down on the corner of the bed and we both manipulated her into another orgasm. As she swayed back in obvious rapture, I pushed her up on top of me and we started kissing, I was so turned on at that moment I could barely contain myself. I pulled down her top till one of her breast popped out and I began to suck mightily on the exposed nipple, while massaging the other between my fingertips. I spread her legs around me until she was straddling me. Sitting over me, she started to remove her sexy tank top and my hands quickly fell to her gorgeous ass. She leaned into me as I pushed myself deep inside of her. She let out a yelp of surprise and delight and then started to rock back and forth. The sensation of the pleated skirt against my thighs was devastating. I began to thrust my hips intensely. It was ecstasy but we both realized we were going too fast and without a word we consciously slowed down. Her speed began to decrease rapidly and we could now feel each thrust, going in and out of her pussy. The head of my dick coming almost all the way out at the end of every thrust, only to penetrate deep inside of her again. I grabbed her waist and she leaned way back, her head almost touching the bed. I pushed in as deep as I could. In this position she felt my entire girth. Her breasts shot into the air and looked as beautiful as a body could. She sat up and bent forward and with our hands interlocked, I pulled her whole body forward till our arms were straight behind our heads. The whole time we never lost our rhythm. I stretched our arms outward now and we were face to face. Her eyes again penetrated me. I could tell that we were both ready to cum again, so this time I pulled entirely out of her and placed her kneeling on the bed. I pushed her little skirt to the side and let it hang off the feminine curve of her ass. She rubbed her chest and moaned stunningly. She bit down on her pillow as I entered her from behind. At this point her moans had become loud, she muffled them with the pillow, as my dick continued to penetrate deep into her pussy. She knelt down further and stuck her ass out as high as it would go. I could feel her insides with every powerful thrust. The bed was rocking to our rhythm and her hands flailed as she tried to maintain her balance. Finally, with sweat pouring down my forehead and my hands tight up against her hips, we synchronized our orgasm until we came in flashing brilliance. We reveled in the glow and I slowly pulled myself out of her, the head of my penis popping out of her clenched vagina like a champagne cork. We both fell into a heap on the bed. Still panting we kissed ceremoniously. I looked her in the eyes and gasped, “Well, that’s that.” She smiled, took my face in her hands and kissed me again. We wrapped ourselves around each other and fell asleep. The next morning I rolled out of bed and kissed Gweyn on the forehead. My eyes must have betrayed my thoughts because she said only, “Let me think about this and absorb the madness.” And with a final kiss, our moment was over.