What Lena Wants -Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

What Lena Wants -Chapter 5

... sighed, and let him lead my hand back to the fly of his jeans. His erection was free after a few maneuvers of the button and zipper, the rosy head drooling pre-cum. How the fuck did guys manage to walk around all day, everyday without having a noticeable wet spot? Milo was turned on by everything! Did the crotch of his boxers have a wet patch like my. undies? “Just a quick hand job, and you owe me, Milo.” He grunted in response, his hands grabbing at my tits over my shirt and bra. That anxious, butterfly feeling fluttered in my chest. I knew we were so close to being caught, but it just made the thrill better. Milo’s foreskin slid back and forth it each pump of my hand. I could barely wrap my hands around his dick completely. The feel of his hot skin in my hand made my pussy tingle. I clenched my muscles, sparking a wave of pleasure up my spine. Fuck, Milo always got the better end of the stick. “You owe me so bad after this,” I whispered. Milo mauled my breasts to the point where my tits were falling out of the cups. The lace scratched against my nipples. “Oh yeah? And what do you want me to do to make it up?” Milo growled in my ear. He planted a wet kiss on the side of my neck, and began to trace random patterns on my skin with the tip of his tongue. “I want your mouth between my legs. I want you to fuck me with your tongue, tasting my juices as I grind against your face,” I whispered, squeezing his balls with my other hand. He groaned, “ah fuck. I’m gonna cum!” My heart ...

... stopped. I didn't want to try and catch all of his pearly jizz with my hands, and knew I needed to figure something out quick. I sank to my knees, his hands tangling in my hair, and took him in my mouth. The moment my lips wrapped around the head, he began to shoot off. I was able to catch almost all of it, except for the last bit that ran from the side of my mouth. Milo wiped it off with his finger, and held it out for me to lick off. I swallowed what I had, and licked the smear of cum off his index finger. “Fuck, that was hot.” Milo tucked himself back in his pants, and I fixed my bra. “Have Lois give me a ring when she has time,” he said, breezing out of the kitchen. I stared at the dirty dishes, and savored the taste of him that lingered in my mouth. How had we not been caught? There was only a wall and a swinging door separating the kitchen from the dining room. “Lena?” My mom pushed open the door, and stuck her head through the gap, startling me. “Oh sorry, sweetie. I didn't mean to scare you. I’m sending Milo out to go get some ice cream. Maybe that will cheer Lucy up. Do you want to go with him?” I tried to keep a natural expression. One that didn't announce to my mother that I had just had my mouth on my older brother’s dick. “Um, yeah. Sure,” I said. My voice felt fake, but I hoped it didn't show. “Well! he’s getting ready to leave,” she replied, pointing her thumb behind her. “Oh! Make sure you guys get some cookie dough ice cream, too. Okay?” Nodding my head, I ...