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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 13

... planted a knee on the couch between his legs so I could offer my finger to him. He immediately sucked it clean, staring between my legs the whole time. Fuck... I really wanted him. I REALLY wanted him RIGHT NOW.

My hands were shaking as I stepped back and reached for his pants to tug them down his legs. I was rough with him, but he didn't seem to mind. His cock immodestly sprang free, and I felt a pang of anxiety in the pit of my stomach at the reminder of what he was working with. Why did he have to be so big? I felt like the part of me that wanted him regardless had dwarfed the part of me that really wanted to experience his big cock. I would still want him all the same without the porn-ready appendage. But I reminded myself: my pussy is a muscle. It's made to stretch. I've kept myself strong... I'm going to make this happen.

He kicked off his underwear, and took my hands as he pulled me back onto his lap. I felt the underside of his cock pushing against my stomach, as he buried his face in my neck, planting delicate kisses on my skin. I could feel my boobs dripping again and I sighed. "I thought you said you were thirsty?"

He immediately stopped what he was doing and returned to hungrily drinking from me again. I moaned and pushed my chest forward, reaching down with my right hand to find his cock (spoiler alert: not that hard to find). I gripped the middle of his shaft and pumped him a few times, feeling how hot he was in my hand, and then I moved to the head, ...

... and felt his foreskin move as I started to pump him again, feeling his own wetness against my stomach and on my hand. He moaned and I took my hand off of him, sucking it clean as he switched breasts.

I sat up as much as I could, and tried to push his cock under me so I could sit above it, and his head brushed along my slit, causing us both to moan. I felt it near my entrance, and I hesitated. So close... I would just have to... move slightly. I pushed him a little so he would unlatch from me.

"Do you want this?" I asked quietly. My voice low and serious.

"Are you sure you can?"

"No... but I want it so bad..." I almost whined. I really did, I could feel the aching emptiness inside me reaching a fever pitch, it was driving me insane.

"Then yes! Please, god, do it...." he groaned.

I reached between us, on one knee with my other leg slightly raised. I rubbed his head up and down my soaking cunt and then pushed him back a little as I lowered my hips. I felt him slip a little and catch at my entrance. It felt like the ache inside me was completely focused at the point of contact. I could feel my heartbeat racing everywhere, in my pussy, in my fingertips, in my temples. My skin felt so hot it was killing me.

I slowly lowered my leg and let my hips start to sink. I could feel his tip pushing against me, until I started to open for him. I felt myself stretching and I sucked air in through my teeth, sighing and whimpering as I reached the thickest part of his head. ...