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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 11

... embarrassed, and held up two fingers.

"Twice??"

I nodded a little faster.

"Whoa..."

"I told you I was really sensitive... plus I'd never had someone drink from me. It felt a lot better than I'd imagined."

"Yeah but, I didn't think- Seriously that was the hottest thing ever. I can't believe I made my sister cum. TWICE!"

I felt a prickling sensation on my skin when he said that. It felt so... it was thrilling, in a dangerous way. But it reminded me of the reality of all of this. "You understand that what happened has to stay our secret, right?"

He nodded stoically. "I understand. I know this is- that we- I know it stays between us."

I turned my whole body in the chair to face him head on. "If you can't use discretion as far as this is concerned.... I need you to tell me right now."

He looked me in the eye. "I promise. I get it. This is weird, and I never thought I'd be having this conversation with you in a million years. But to me, what happened was just another way of showing how much I love you. And I don't need anyone else to know or understand the way I express that when it's just the two of us."

I smiled weakly. "I love you. This is all new for me too, and I just want you to know that I never want you to feel like you can't say no if something like that were to happen in the future. Understand? I'm still looking out for you, and I still want to take care of you, and I'm always going to be your big sister. That always comes first."

He ...

... perked up when I mentioned something in the future. I'm pretty sure he thought that night was a one time lapse in judgment. And maybe it was... but I didn't want to close the door on the possibility of more. Not after how good it felt. Not with how much more I wanted, hoped for.

He nodded. "I understand."

"So are we good? I don't want things to be awkward after... well..."

"We're more than good. I loved every second of that night. I would do it again if I could!" He kind of stopped himself but didn't look like he said anything he didn't mean to say. I felt my nipples come to attention but I felt like we needed to decompress after that conversation and jumping right into something wasn't the way to do it.

"I loved it too... seriously. You were uh... you made me feel really good. And I'm glad you don't seem to mind the milk."

"I actually really love it. It tastes really good. And I'm glad I could make you feel so good while I did that. It makes it so much better."

I nodded and could feel myself reconsidering whether or not I didn't want a repeat tonight. But I decided to stick to my guns. "Do you want to go out and get something to eat?"

"Yeah actually I'm super hungry."

We ended up getting a group going and went out to eat with my friends. I felt a little numb, and maybe wasn't myself while we were with everyone. We kept catching each other's eyes at various points and it was a little awkward. By the end of the night the feeling had mostly subsided and I ...