Breasts can be a handfull - Sex Stories

Breasts can be a handfull

... voice I said, "First of all, I leave my thongs on." Secondly... If I do let you milk me again, we cant lead it to anything else." "Seriously? Kiran, just for coffees purpose'... Nothing more..." "I don't know, Mr. Bishop... I just...sometimes. I can't even think straight. I might want different relief." "I know what you mean, but if things get awkward. I’ll stop us." He said, and I honestly believed him and his face was one of sincerity. I didn't know what to say, but just kept looking into his eyes, until I thought yeah, why not.. "Let me suck it out... you know... help you... relieve some pressure?" I couldn't speak, so just nodded, and then walked over and sat down on the couch next to him. I turned and said, "Are you sure about this?" He said, "Yeah promise, come closer." Reluctantly, I scooted closer to him and unbuttoned myself. His hands reached out in-between the opening of my shirt, to cup my heavy left breasts. When he touched me a shot of electricity seemed to shoot through my body. I cleared my throat and then nervously said, "Please start sucking slowly." He nodded, and then bent down cupping my breast with his right hand and began to drink from my breast. I stiffened as soon as his lips touched my nipples, then began to relax as it slowly felt good. The initial relief felt amazing... even though the right breast was nearly as full, the fact that the left one was finally being drained momentarily drowned out any other feeling I had at the time. Mr. Bishop was ...

... sucking very gently on my breast, then sped up just as baby did when he was very hungry... and that's when I noticed that I was starting to feel aroused. I tried to discount the feeling, but sure enough, I was turned on, and was getting more turned on as every moment went by. I tried in vain for several minutes to convince myself that what I was thinking and feeling was pure craziness. I closed my eyes and tried to dismiss arousal, but it wouldn't work. I opened my eyes and for some reason looked down into Mr. Bishop's sucking me -- and I felt my pussy twitch. Just then his sucking grew more intense, causing deep painful pleasure in my breast, to the point that I involuntarily let out a lengthy gasp of pleasure. The next moment, I felt his hand lightly touch my leg, just above the knee. The feel of his hand on my leg was electric. A little voice in my head kept telling me to calm down, but somehow I knew I wouldn't stop what was about to happen. It had been too long since I had tasted the sweet satisfaction and deep pleasure of sex. Never mind the fact that it was not going to be from my husband... Mr. Bishop's got up and sat next to me on couch. His hand slid a little further up my leg and I felt myself yielding to him, spreading my legs apart slowly as his hand moved onto my thigh. Steadily sliding up my inner thigh. Even as my head said, "This is crazy, Kiran -- STOP HIM" I began to move my hand towards him, touching him first on the leg to get oriented, then moving my hand ...