Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 14 - Sex Stories

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 14

... gone, and... I'd kind of like to hold out until we can... enjoy each other again."

For some reason all of this turned me on immensely. The thought of him wanting to touch himself when he thought of me, him basically saying he wanted to save up so he could.... fuck. Oh but I was going to have so much fun teasing him if he was serious about this. I sat up on my knees in front of him, and turned around, letting my shirt ride up over my ass as I rested on my elbows, keeping my back straight and tilting my hips so I could aim my butt at him as I bent over. I looked back over my shoulder. "So... you sure you don't want me to help you cum?"

He shifted his weight from foot to foot, and ran his hands through his hair, biting his lip as he looked me over. "Ughhh oh my god, Bee. I-.... No!! I'm sure. Not unless I can have what you're offering here." He said, as he pulled the waistband of his underwear back over his cock, shuddering as he did so. God that couldn't possibly be comfortable for him, just looking at the way it forced him to curve just to stay contained.

I rolled over to sit on the side of my hip. "Okay, well, if you change your mind, you know I'm always here, and I'll take very good care of you." I don't know what my deal was, I knew I wasn't ready to have sex again, but I could barely stop myself from laying it on thick.

"I know, thank you." He said softly, finally putting on some sleep pants. I snapped myself out of my attempts to tease him and scooted over so ...

... he could sit next to me on his bed.

"Well, I'm feeling... really full. Do you want some milk at least?" I offered as sincerely as I could. I wanted him to know I wasn't intending on teasing him anymore.

"Hell yes!" He quickly responded.

"Okay, sit up over here." I directed, pointing to the head of his bed. He quickly scooted over, propping up his pillows and sitting up against the headboard with his legs straight in front of him.

"Like this?"

"Mmm." I crawled over his legs up his body until I could brace myself on his shoulders as I sat up, letting my hips come to rest on his lap. I could feel his head under me, pulsing. It made me ache to take him inside of me, but that ache failed to overpower the soreness I was still feeling. He held my hips, letting his fingertips come to rest on the curve of my ass while I grabbed the bottom of my giant t-shirt and pulled it over my head. I could feel my boobs swaying against each other as I roughly balled the shirt up and tossed it on his floor, before reaching to my face to brush the hair out of the way and let it fall to my back. Now only in my panties, I settled and turned my attention back to him. He bent his legs, picking his knees up, and forcing me to slide forward and rise until I was right against him, my boobs smushing against his face before I leaned back a little to right myself.

"Hi." I said awkwardly, looking down slightly at him, our faces inches from each other.

"Hi." He said back, smiling cutely. It ...