Gay Erotic Stories

Being a weeknight, the bar was not crowded and I took a stool at the end away from everyone. Most of the clientele looked like grungy construction workers, but the bartender was a surprisingly hot blonde. I have always been able to appreciate other beautiful women and I could definitely appreciate this 5’-8” slender girl who looked to be around my age, mid-20’s.

I was not there to get drunk, but I did want to kill time. So, I nursed my drink and chatted with Katie, the bartender. She was even more attractive when she laughed. I enjoyed talking with her so much that I didn’t even notice the bar clearing out. At around midnight, I noticed the time and thought that I should head home. I went to give Katie a generous tip and dumped my remaining jack and coke all over the bar and my blouse.

“Shit, I’m sorry Katie. I am a klutz.”

“It’s alright,” she replied. “I have someone clean the place every morning. But you’re soaked and starting to shiver.”

“I’ll be okay, but I love this shirt and it’s probably ruined--just my luck.”

Then Katie had a suggestion. “You know, I live right upstairs. I have a washer and we could wash your shirt and have a beer while we wait.”

I thought about it for a minute. I had no problem having a beer with a beautiful woman, but it was late and he would be waiting. Fuck it! He was an ass and deserved to worry. Maybe I’ll call and say that I’m ok, but I’m not ready to go home yet.

“Sure,” I finally replied. “If you really don’t mind.”

“Follow me.”

There was a small stairwell at the back of the bar that led right up to her apartment. I was thankful that it was warm when she led me in.

“Let’s get you out of that wet shirt,” she said and without even waiting for a reply, she took it off me. She accidentally brushed against my bra and I felt my pussy get hot. I tried to cal myself down. She was just trying to be nice. You can’t read in to anything.

Without even glancing in my direction, she headed towards the back of her apartment and shouted back, “The beers are in the fridge, so why don’t you get a couple out for us.”

I opened the fridge and my nipples instantly turned to rocks. My boobs aren’t that big, but I have very large and extremely sensitive nipples. That’s why I had such a strong reaction to the innocent touch of my breast by Katie.

She came into the kitchen and said, “Jesus, you must be freezing. You could cut diamonds with those things. Let’s get you in a warm shower.” She began to almost push me towards the bathroom. Once there, she began to quickly strip me down. I didn’t have time to object.

She turned away from my naked body to turn on the water. Now, I was actually freezing and a little confused. She seemed to want me naked, but hadn’t even glanced at the tight, completely shaved body that I was pretty proud of.

After she seemed to have the water at the perfect temperature and she helped my shivering form into the shower. I closed my eyes and tried to get as much of my chilled skin under the water as possible.

Suddenly, I felt more than the water softly caressing my breasts. I opened my eyes to see Katie, completely nude, slowly stroking her finger tips across my nipples. I let out a shocked sigh and she asked, “Does that me you would like me to stop.”

Without even thinking, I almost yelled, “Oh no.” I took the opportunity to look her over and I was very please. She looked even better naked then in her little bartending outfit. Her breasts would a good size and very perky. Her stomach and legs were perfect, tight, and completely without any cellulite. I became more and more excited.

She smiled, “I have been looking at your tight little body for hours and I just had to get you stripped down. You look more delicious than I expected.” She began rubbing a little harder with her thumbs and I gasped; she new exactly what I wanted!

“I’ve never done this before,” I stammered, “with a girl, I mean.”

“Shhhh. Just let me drive… I know what I’m doing.” Then she put one of my breasts in her mouth and I moaned and arched my back in ecstasy. Her tongue was magic. It sent chills down my spine and I could feel my pussy start to get wet. I bit my lip and tried not to be overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensations Katie with causing.

She began to lick and suck all over my body. My breasts, my neck, my stomach, my inner thighs, and other places that I didn’t even know were erotic. She had me so worked up that I was practically bucking in her grip. Her mouth covered every inch of my body except my now dripping pussy.

I started to beg, “Please touch it… I will do anything. PLEASE.” I could barely speak because I was so out of breath.

Without skipping a beat, her tongue touched my clit and I was forced to scream out in delight! I had never felt anything so wonderful and I was certain that it couldn’t get any better. I was wrong.

I could no longer stay quiet and moaned loudly at every pass of her tongue. Then she put two fingers inside of me and I was forced to scream out again. She found my G-spot, which I always believed was a myth, and began to massage inside and out. It took all of my strength not to collapse to the bottom of the tub. I was wriggling and whimpering under her control and she loved every minute of it.

The orgasm came over me in intense waves. My back was arched to its limit and I was yelling in bliss at the tops of my lungs. It felt like it would never end and Katie gently held me during my minutes in heaven.

When it was finally over and I was gasping for breath, Katie turned me around in the shower and simple said, “Better I was off and I’ll bring you some clean clothes.”

By the time I had finished rinsing off she had returned with dry clothes. She helped me step out of the shower and said, “I guess you can’t say that you’ve never done that before.”

We both laughed and I knew we weren’t finished yet…