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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 13

... too." I admitted, quickly shucking my top and dropping it on the arm of the couch.

"Oh wow..." he commented, and we both looked down to see how much my boobs were filling out my bra.

"Yeah..." I reached behind me and I unhooked my bra, tossing it aside and pouting a little as I looked at the red marks that it had left on me, bisecting my breasts. "You know, we might want to hold off for a second, I know all I did was fly today, but I slept on the flight and I'm probably a little bit sweaty." I explained, feeling a little self conscious.

"I'm okay with that." He replied, and he placed his hand at my waist and urged me to him so I could straddle his lap. My nipples were already hard and aching for the release, and he placed a hand at the small of my back, gently pulling me forward. I arched my back and let out a long moan of satisfaction as I felt his lips close around my right nipple. Before long the milk came for him, and he suckled hungrily. It drove me fucking crazy the way he moaned against my breast, sucking hard, draining me. I sighed and settled my hips a little lower, reveling in the rush of pleasure at my nipple. I held onto his shoulders, and rocked my hips involuntarily, feeling his bulge, firm against me.

I reached down with my left hand and felt him; rock hard in his sleep pants. I massaged him a little bit, teasing the head, and then I felt something dripping on my arm. I opened my eyes and looked down to see my left boob was rapidly ...

... dripping.

"Oh, whoops!" I commented, and licked my arm clean. He saw what had happened and switched to my left boob to relieve the pressure, causing me to shudder. I feverishly reached down and tugged his shirt off of him, his lips letting go of me with an exaggerated pop as I pulled it over his head, tossing it on the floor. His hand clamped onto my right boob and squeezed, causing me to leak over his hand, as he returned to sucking the left.

I panted in his lap, "You're going to make a mess..." but I didn't do anything to stop him because I was enjoying it so much. He huffed through his nostrils in derision and kept sucking, his tongue starting to tease my nipple the way he always does when he's trying to make me cum. He didn't have to try, it immediately set me off.

I threw my head back and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into my boob as I shuddered and came. I could feel myself soaking my panties, and suddenly felt way too hot in my clothes. I made him let me go and backed off of him, standing so I could shimmy out of my jeans, not even caring when my panties came down with them.

"Holy fuck, Bee..." he said, sounding almost in awe. He was looking between my legs, and I looked down to see a strand of wetness dripping from me, still connected to the wet spot in the gusset of my panties. Wow, I was much wetter than I thought. I used my finger to break the strand, and stirred my pussy a little bit, feeling and hearing how wet I was. I stepped out of my bottoms and ...