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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 14

... "I know you've been under a lot of stress... I just wanted to know if maybe...." I let my knees rock a little, swinging apart and together while I coyly played with a lock of my hair "maybe there was something I could do to help you feel better. Maybe relieve some stress for you."

"Oh, wow... I don't know, I don't know if my head's in the right place." He admitted, he almost sounded ashamed.

I stood and stepped over to him. "Oh, it's definitely not, but we can fix that." I said, a breathiness seeping into my words as I got closer to him. He sat back on his chair with his hands gripping the arms of it. I touched his left hand, and pulled it to my lips, kissing it gently, before holding it to my chest. "Please," I started, letting his hand fall back to the arm of his desk chair. I started working on unbuttoning his shirt, noting how my hands were steady, how different it was from the way they shook the first time I milked myself in front of him, the first time I touched him. "... just let me take care of you." I finished as I pulled his shirt off of him, not wasting a second before my hands went to work on his jeans.

"Okay." He said simply, the word barely cracking out of his throat. He lifted his hips slightly, allowing me to pull his jeans and underwear off of him in one smooth motion. I sighed when I saw his cock rapidly hardening in front of me. It was like magic before my eyes, and knowing I was inspiring it made me feel incredible. I climbed onto his lap in his ...

... chair, and yelped when my added weight caused it to tilt backward slightly. With my right arm I clutched his head to my chest, and I held my left out flat to brace against the wall until I realized the chair wasn't going to fall over. I released my smothering hold on him, and we both laughed as I blushed and brushed the hair out of my face, my attempt at being sexy interrupted by the near death experience.

I felt his cock, hot against my lower abdomen, throbbing, and I maintained eye contact with him as I gripped him firmly, and slowly rubbed along his length, making the motions of pumping him without actually doing it. I saw his chest rise and fall, and I placed my left hand flat in the middle of it. I felt like I could feel his heartbeat, and in that moment I really found myself wanting to just press my ear to his chest and listen; to hear how his heart raced for me. To hear how hard it pumped to keep his cock hard for me. I felt my own breathing increasing rapidly, and I looked at him.

"I know how badly you need this right now, so just let me-"

"You." He interrupted, stopping my train of thought. He just looked at me with sincerity, and softness... and something else I couldn't identify.

"-take... car-... what?" I asked.

"Y-- How badly I need YOU.... right now." He clarified. His eyes burning into mine, with unwavering intensity. I felt my stomach drop as my breaths grew shorter and more intense. Fucking sploosh... My little brother just executed an absolute ...