Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 13 - Sex Stories

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 13

... laundry, I'm free today." I leaned back against the washer.

He looked up at me and I could actually see his cock growing down his pant leg.

"Awesome! I feel like we've both been so busy lately, I've missed you." He explained.

"Ugh, I know. I've missed you too!...Is there something in particular that you've missed?" I asked, crossing my arms under my breasts, emphasizing them a little. His eyes dropped to them briefly and then met mine again.

"Well, that too, but mostly it's just weird living under the same roof and barely seeing each other, you know?"

"Yeah, I know. But that's just going to happen sometimes with our schedules. We always make up for it later though, don't we?" I asked, doing my best to stay chipper but starting to feel a little self conscious carrying a conversation like this with my tits out.

He nodded, "What should we do then?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "My only plans were getting this laundry done, so it's up to you."

"Okay", he answered, thinking for a second before breaking the silence. "Can I... have some milk?" He asked, awkwardly, like he wasn't sure how to word the question.

I felt my body immediately start to tingle. My clit, my nipples, all coming to attention. I slowly made my way to him, closing the space between us. Taking his hands and bringing them up to my breasts, encouraging him to fondle me while I leaned into him, looking up at him.

"As much as you want." I replied. I couldn't express how much him asking for ...

... it was doing for me. It was a rush seeing him eagerly respond when I would ask him to help me, but having him ask first was even better.

He smiled and picked me up, causing me to yelp, and immediately wrap my legs around him for support. I hooked my arms around his neck, slightly panicked, as he walked me over to the couch and playfully dropped me onto it, just hard enough to unbalance me and make my boobs bounce hard.

Before I could really react, he was over me and planting his lips on my left boob. I gasped at his tongue rolling my nipple, and arched my back up to him as I pulled his head to me. He drank like he'd been waiting since the last time I'd fed him.

Eventually we both calmed and found our way into the normal drinking position, and I looked over to his crotch and could see him straining. The sight immediately made me flood my panties. I could feel the heat between my legs. I reached over and started to rub him as he switched breasts. I could feel him throb and tense his hips as I explored the shape of him through his pants, and suddenly he turned his hips and sat up.

"What's wrong?" I asked, sort of startled, doing my best to stop my boob from leaking from his sudden detachment, covering it with my hand.

He had a sort of devilish smile on his face, "I said I wanted to repay you for last time." It was almost a question I guess? But he just sort of looked at me waiting for a response.

"Oh-" I was kind of unsure, I would have been completely fine with ...