Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 11

... hand caress the head, getting it coated and then sliding it down his length again, letting his own arousal get him nice and slick for me. I did this a few times until both his cock and my hand were satisfyingly coated, and then I gathered more on my hand and brought it to my chest, spreading it all over my cleavage, getting the inner swell of my breasts thoroughly covered.

He realized where this was headed and I heard him softly choke out, "oh fuck." And I could feel my chest flush as I radiated with pride

I sat up and leaned forward, grabbing his cock, making sure it was still slick for me. He scooted to the edge of the couch and spread his legs for me, and I pushed his cock down a little to rest against my sternum. "Oh god..." I gasped. I already loved the feel of him hot and thick between my tits. And the visual when I looked down was making me so fucking hot. I looked up at him coyly and bit my lip, arching my brow to get his permission to proceed. He nodded in a combination of enthusiasm and desperation that put a big smile on my face. God I wanted to please him so bad.

I brought both hands to my breasts and held them firmly, trapping his cock between them against me. I pushed my palms into the sides of them, making my cleavage as tight as I could for him. And I started to pump them up and down his shaft.

"Oooh, my god..." he groaned. It was fucking sexy and guttural and it made me ache between my legs. But I stayed focused on him. I watched as his cock ...

... emerged and receded between my boobs, and I thought about how many times I'd fantasized about doing exactly this for him. The reality was everything I'd hoped for and more. My imagination hadn't done the sensation justice, the heat, the sound. Tit fucking has been my favorite method of foreplay since I first tried it. I get a lot out of it because of how sensitive my boobs are. Just the feel of his cock gliding against my skin was getting me there quickly. I could feel my nipples leaking a little bit through my fingers, which added to the whole thing as well.

I looked up to him and saw him struggling between throwing his head back and enjoying what I was doing, and wanting to watch me work. I couldn't imagine what this must have looked like from his angle. I kept the heel of my palms firmly pressed against my tits and started to tease my nipples with my fingertips while I pumped him faster, and harder. It was too much for me to handle and I felt my panties flood as I came. Moaning at him while I interrupted the rhythm I had going.

"Holy shit, Bee..." he said, watching me cum in front of him. I felt his cock throb against me and as I collected myself. I picked up the pace and started to pump him faster again. Smoothly alternating between letting my breasts glide over his length together, or alternating them and moving them asynchronously. His hips jumped and rose off the couch slightly, and I perked up, ready for it.

"Are you close?" I asked sweetly.

He nodded and ...