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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 11

... while he drank from me, and it was the sweetest sound, even above the bouncy music of the CTR menu screen (which is now burned into my head because of this).

I closed my eyes and just let myself enjoy this. He felt a little more insistent this time, maybe because he was probably super nervous the first time. But he was sucking a little harder and getting more milk, even from this position. I felt so fucking good. I hadn't had someone on top of me in so long. I'd forgotten how safe and warm it can feel with the right person. I couldn't keep my hips still under him. I was desperate to grind on something but I couldn't bring myself to ask for what I wanted. I panted and moaned instead. He ran his tongue over my nipple in little circles and I threw my head back, grabbed the back of the couch, and came for him. I let out a cracked moan and knew I had just soaked my panties a little more. As I came down from the orgasm, he let go of my breast and looked up at me as if asking if I had just cum.

I nodded my head and let out the most pathetic and whimpering sounding "Mmhmm..." which turned into a surprised moan as he planted his lips on my other nipple. I let go of the back of his head and grabbed my, now free, breast and started to massage it, pinching my still wet nipple and rolling it between my fingertips, relishing in the sensations being sent straight to my clit. Oh god, my clit. I couldn't help it. I needed to-- before I could finish the thought I felt my hand traveling ...

... down my stomach. As I tried to slip my fingers into the waistband of my panties, I felt something hard against the back of my hand that gave me pause.

I felt him make a sharp intake of breath through his nostrils as I bumped it. And there was no doubt what it was. Now suddenly my hand had a new mission. I forgot about my panties, my clit, I pressed against him with the back of my hand, and felt the heat of him through his lounge pants. Oh... fuck. I kept my eyes closed, now just trying to imagine what I was touching, and trying to focus beyond the sensation at my breast. I slowly turned my hand around, facing upward, and let my hand close around him. Oh my god, he's thick. He's very thick. I couldn't stop thinking it in my head as my hand was frozen there. I was touching his cock... oh fuck... after all this time. I was touching him! I felt my pussy tensing between my legs, all of my kegel muscles tightening as my brain sent the signal of what I was touching. I felt like I had to pee, my muscles kept tightening and releasing on their own, and suddenly a bit of his teeth caught on my nipple and it was enough to make me cum again. I unintentionally gripped his cock harder when it happened, causing him to make a startled "Mm!" Sound against my skin.

I let out a soft and breathy sigh as I rode the wave, my chest thrusting forward and my hips tilted, driving my ass into the couch cushion. I held onto his cock the whole time and as I regained control of my body, I started to ...