Gay Erotic Stories

I did it and no one believed that I could, one entire year of no sex. No masturbation. No hydro-sex. No men and no women. I don't know if I would have auditioned for this reality show if I'd known how hard it was going to be to deny myself of all sexual pleasure for an entire year. But I did it. I thought that after the first month or so it would get easier. And the first month was the hardest. I tell ya, if that damn camera hadn't followed me everywhere - and I do mean everywhere, including the bathroom, the shower, and to bed! - I'd have been jizzing off all over the place. But I couldn't. The cameras were everywhere I was. And of course, everyone wanted to see what was going on and how I was doing. None of my friends believed I was going to make it. Jill teased me for weeks about the little white jacket she had waiting for me in the nice padded room she'd reserved in my name! Bitch! I knew she was really just missing my tongue! And boy is she going to get it now! I hope she likes being tied up! And every guy I'd ever fucked was itching to run into me on the street so he could remind me of every blow job I'd given (what I wouldn't have done to be sucking on some hard cock in that first month!), every way he'd fucked me, every orgasm I'd had...you get the idea. It was torture. But the torture never really ended. The torture almost became like a friend. For every night that I lay in bed dying to slide my hand into my panties and rub my clit into a frenzy, I reminded myself of how incredibly fucking good it was going to be when I got out of this damn studio apartment and could fuck as much as I wanted to. You know, I can almost think my way into an orgasm now. If I had a few more months I'm sure I could master an orgasm through my imagination that no one else could detect without the most advanced of scientific equipment! Anyway, this is the last night of my self-induced deprivation. Tomorrow morning I get to go to the studio and pick up my $100,000 check and of course, all of my sex toys that they confiscated a year ago. I wonder if the batteries will still work. Never mind - I bought some today just in case. I have the limo for the day and I hope the driver is a hot stud with a good ten inch dick because I'm going to fuck his brains out in the back seat of the limo for a good hour. That is before I get him to take me over to Jill's so I can teach her a little bit about deprivation. Well, needing to get some sleep now. Lord only knows how long it will be before I get to sleep again! Can you fuck and sleep at the same time?

April 21/06 (11:30 am)

I was up at 5 am this morning. I just couldn’t sleep anymore. I was dressed and ready to go hours before the limo buzzed me from downstairs. As cute as this studio apartment was, I was not going to miss it one little bit. Since I’d given up my apartment when I accepted this reality show thing, I’d reserved a room at the Sharmont, a nice hotel downtown. That would have to be home for now.

I entertained myself my thinking of all the fucking I was going to be doing for the next while; for as long as I wanted really. My contract was up today and I could run out onto the street and fuck the first person that passed my doorstep if I wanted to. But I wanted to have that check in my hands first and I wasn’t going to take any chances. I’d worked damn hard not fucking around. But there were some pretty raunchy thoughts running through my head this morning I tell you. I was thinking about sucking off the limo driver, eating the receptionist out (the one that worked the front desk at the studio was a real hottie – a red head with big boobs and a real innocent look. I’d seen her a couple times before when I’d gone in to discuss how the show was going), getting gang banged. You name it, the thought ran through my head.

I hadn’t thought about sex like this in a long time. After about two months, I’d trained my brain to turn off whenever a sexual thought snuck in. If anyone I was with started talking about the pussy lashing their boyfriend had given them last night, I’d suddenly go deaf. If a guy in tight jeans cruised me in the grocery store, I’d become blind. I simply wouldn’t allow myself to think anything sexual. And it did become habit for the most part. But I was still human and very female and some days I just couldn’t turn my brain off.

The limo driver got there and he was better than I had hoped for. He was well over six feet tall with piercing dark eyes and brown hair that just hung over the collar of his uniform jacket. His cheekbones and jaw looked like they were chiseled from stone. And yes, I did check out his feet. They were huge; as were his hands and a nice sized nose. With the combination of the three, I was hoping he was packing a pretty damn big package. And when he looked over my skimpy halter top and short shorts (so what if it wasn’t quite summer yet – I was in heat and I wanted everyone who looked at me to know it!) I was willing to bet that he’d paid good money to be assigned to be my driver today. Hell, anyone who watched the show (and if ratings meant anything there were a lot who did) knew I was a free woman today and I was counting on having lots of offers.

He didn’t speak to me at all on the ride to the studio. But that was ok. I was trying to decide which toy to play with first. By the time I got to the studio I’d decided on my bullet – I wanted fast and to the point.

In the studio, my favorite red head receptionist was there. She smiled when she saw me but looked down quickly.

“I’m here for my check,” I said.

She said she knew and reached into a drawer in front of her. She passed it over the counter. I looked at it briefly before asking for my sex toys as well. When I said “sex toys” she blushed, but reached under the desk and brought out a shoe box. The rest of my toys were stashed with various friends throughout the city. I didn’t want to hand in my whole stash just in case someone decided to steal them or something equally bizarre, but I had to hand in something. I’d selected what I thought the normal red-blooded woman my age might have but apparently I was wrong. When my sweet little receptionist opened the box the first time to take inventory, her eyes widened, she blushed madly, and threw the lid back on the box. Good think I didn’t bring in everything!

I thanked her and practically ran to the bathroom.

Inside a stall, I pulled out my bullet and turned it on. The batteries still worked. With my panties around my ankles I began rubbing the cool metal against my clit. I wasted no time in turning up the vibrations. I went from 0 to cumming hard in thirty seconds. It was a damn good thing no one came in at that moment because there was no holding back the moans as my body convulsed in sweet release.

When I left the ladies’ room I said to the receptionist, “Thanks.” I winked and licked my fingers. I swear, she blushed a shade of red that clashed violently with her hair. Damn what I’d like to do to make her blush like that again. Apparently, it wasn’t that difficult.

Maybe later; I had a limo driver to devour.

But I’ll have to tell you about the rest of this later. My pussy is wet and my clit is throbbing and I think I need to put my favorite dildo to use. I’ll tell you all about the limo driver in a bit….

April 21/06 (12:15 pm)

Feeling much better now. I tell ya, when a man is not around, this one dildo is almost as good. It has the texture and feel of a real cock with the same flexibility. And with my imagination, it could be almost as fun. Not quite, but almost.

Back to the limo driver!

When I got back to the car, he jumped out to open the door for me. I climbed in the back and waited for him to comment on my smile or to make some kind of remark to show that he wanted to fuck me. But he didn’t. I figured he likely needed to maintain some sort of professionalism. Well, I’d just have to have some fun with him.

When he got into the driver’s seat he asked, “Where to miss?”

I didn’t really know where to tell him to go. I obviously didn’t want to come to the hotel yet. I needed some action first.

“Just drive around for a little bit. Wherever. I need to think.”

“Yes miss.”

So he started driving. I had to entice him into putting his job at risk so he could come into the back seat and fuck me. I smirked when I realized that it would be that easy.

As we drove down the city streets, I examined the toys in my little box of goodies. I’d already used the bullet and that had been great. But I was ready for more. I pulled out the black 10 inch vibrator and turned it on – to see if the batteries still worked of course! They did. When I turned the vibration up full, he glanced in the rear view mirror. I held the tip of it against one of my nipples and closed my eyes. I didn’t want him to know right away that I knew he was looking. When I slid it between my legs and just inside the leg of my shorts I heard a humming noise. When I opened my eyes I saw the panel between the driver’s side and the back seat sliding shut. Well, I could fix that.

I removed my shorts and my panties and pushed the button to send it back down. Then I turned that vibrator back on again making it hum loudly. For a few minutes he tried to keep his eyes on the road. Then he started glancing in the rear view mirror again.

I began to let the vibrator slide between my wet lips. I don’t ever remember being so consistently wet as I have been today. When I slid the vibrator inside my pussy, I thought he was going to drive off the road. But he didn’t. He kept sneaking peeks into the back seat. I pulled one breast out of the halter top I wore and pinched a nipple. I moaned loud enough to be sure that he heard me.

“I’ve decided where I want you to take me,” I said.

“Where shall I take you?” he asked.

“Pull into the next back alley and you can take me right here in the back seat.” He smiled and was soon pulling into a back alley that ended in a dead end.

When he got into the back seat, I already had a condom waiting (I hoped that they’d kept the box somewhere cool and dry so that the condom might still be good). Before he could say another word, I had undone his pants and slid them down to his knees. I took one look at that huge cock and threw the condom in my hand over my shoulder and reached into the box for an extra-large size. He was just at I’d imagined earlier that morning and rock hard and ready to go.

He started playing with my tits but I stopped him.

“Honey, I haven’t been fucked in a year and all I really want right now is to have your dick inside me. Can you handle that?”

He slid the condom over his cock and grinned like an idiot.

“I think so.”

I leaned over the seat with my ass in the air and pretty much demanded that he fuck me right now.

He wasted no time in driving his dick as deep into my waiting cunt as he possible. It was a good thing that this back alley ended so far from the street because I pretty much screamed when he shoved his dick inside me. It had been a long time and at first it felt like I was a virgin again. But I was pretty well lubricated and when he started sliding in and out of my pussy I felt like I’d pretty much died and gone to heaven.

I put my hands on the back of the seat so that I could meet his thrusts. His fingers reached in front of me to finger my clit. Smart man. Not that I really needed it but it sure felt good. His cock drove deeper into my pussy and within a couple minutes I was screaming, “Yes, yes…” and my muscles were clenching around his cock.

Almost immediately, he responded to my orgasm with some grunts of his own and collapsed over me. Normally, I’d kick his ass for coming so fast, but today I didn’t care. I’d gotten fucked fast and hard, just like I wanted.

As he was putting on his pants, I said, “Now you can drive me to the Sharmont Hotel. And don’t forget to leave your card at the desk. I may require your services again in the future.”

“Yes, miss,” he said with an ear to ear grin that I hadn’t seen since I let Billy Pederson feel me up in the 6th grade.

Now, what shall I do tonight? Or rather, who shall I do? I think I’d better get out the Little Red Book and look up some old friends!