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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 13

... He grabbed my arm that was still holding onto his shoulder, turned his head and kissed it. I hissed as I felt myself stretch uncomfortably far. Please, please just let me do this for him, please... And then I felt my opening smoothly glide over the rest of the head, sucking it into my body. We moaned in unison, me somewhat in relief as his head entered me.

It was a weird sensation, I felt like I was being opened up more than ever, but it was just the head. My opening ached differently. Not quite a sting, not quite a burn, it hurt, but it wasn't a bad pain by any means.... I wanted more. I leaned forward and rested my head on his left shoulder as I put my other knee back down. I took a few deep breaths and then I lowered myself a little more. Fuck. I felt flashbacks to the first time I ever took anyone inside me, the way it hurt but I couldn't get enough? The way it touched me in places I didn't know I had and I never wanted it to stop? I felt my walls stretching for him, and I measured my breathing as I slowly took him deeper.

His hips were shaking, I knew he just wanted to thrust up, and I wouldn't have blamed him if he had, I've fantasized so much about him losing control and just taking me rough and forcefully, but at the same time I appreciated his restraint. I felt like I was going to hit a point where I couldn't take anymore, and I was anxious about hitting it at any second. I felt his head brush past my most sensitive spot and I felt my eyelids flutter and my ...

... knees went weak, causing my hips to drop a little. The sudden movement made me gasp and tense, and I started cumming.

I could feel my walls clamp onto him, trying to work him, trying to wring the cum from him, and he inhaled sharply. "Ho---hoh, god!"

Whimpering at the aches I was feeling, the orgasm making my walls twitch and ripple, I felt like I could feel him so perfectly. I moaned to the ceiling and let myself sink a little lower, and the sensation heightened. Without thinking I did the only thing I could think to do to keep me from getting too loud. I crushed my lips against his and kissed him.

He tensed at first, and moaned in surprise, and then he melted into it and kissed me back. All this time... all this dancing around it... I lost my focus and I let go... letting my hips slide the rest of the way down until my eyes popped open and I made a desperate moan into his mouth. I had to break the kiss.

"Oh fuck! Oh, my god..." he gasped as soon as I gave him back his oxygen supply.

"Fuck, FUCK! ohhh... Jesus! It's- it's a lot." I stuttered. I'm not going to lie, it hurt. It felt like I was impaled. It felt like he was pushing against my vitals. He was stretching me, and I felt my orgasm still trying to come down as my walls twitched around him, trying to both milk him dry and adjust to him. It was uncomfortable, it was foreign. But at the same time, it was the hottest feeling I've ever felt. I had taken him all the way inside of me, and I'd never felt so full ...