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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 13

... intense as my muscles flared and my throat rasped as I moaned. I looked down to see I had made myself leak a little bit of milk onto my fingers and chest.

"Ooohhh...." he groaned, causing me to look up and see he had seen the milk too. I looked back down to what he was seeing just in time to see his cock push through the little white puddle that had collected at the top of my cleavage. And then his body seized for a second and he grunted, low and guttural. I bit my lip and rolled my head back as I felt his cock tense and his hips jerk as he shot a big rope of hot cum against my chin. I looked down a little and tried to hold my tongue out for him to aim for but he was too lost in the sensation to aim. His next shot went up the left side of my neck, almost to my ear. The third rolled up my neck, meeting with the first shot, and I started to pump him a little with my tits to coax out the rest. "Mmmm yessss, give me everything..." I sighed as he covered me. Eventually he slowed, then stopped, then pulled out from between my boobs, and sat back a little. I looked down and saw the streaks and splatters all over my chest. I could feel the cum on my neck, all of it just cooling against my flushed skin. I collected some on my fingertips and sucked them clean before using both hands to spread the rest down over my tits, fully enjoying his gift for me.

"Goddamn, Bee." He muttered, just looking down at me, a little sedate.

"Was that okay for you?" I asked innocently, or as ...

... innocently as I could while I rubbed his cum into my skin.

He nodded. "God yes. Thank you..."

"Anytime!.... sorry about not... being able to..." I started, awkwardly.

"It's okay, it's not your fault, and I'm still happy to get to do stuff like this either way. You're the best." He said softly. I felt him start to relax though, and more of his weight started to come to rest on my stomach and lower ribs.

"Good, I'm glad. I love doing this stuff too!...but... can you get off of me, please??"

"OH! Shit, sorry!" He quickly put his arm on the coffee table to stabilize himself as he stood. He reached a hand out to help me stand. We stood there awkwardly, naked for a second. His cock still mostly hard, me handbra-ing my now sticky boobs. The smell of his cum hitting me was intoxicating, but I didn't want to start anything else for now. I went and took a shower, draining what little was left in my tits, and making sure I'd packed up the last of my toiletries that I could for now. I dressed a little more modestly when I came out to find him starting some laundry. We talked about how much we were going to miss each other, I told him to reach out to my friends if he needed anything, etc. and then we settled into the couch for a little bit and I rested my head against him while he played some Days Gone.

Eventually I felt sleepy, I may have even dozed off, but I said goodnight and hugged him, letting him know I probably wouldn't see him in the morning since my coworker was ...