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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 14

... grade, since the situation with Kelly and Ken kind of took over before. Dinner was good, and we were going to go to the movies afterward, but decided against it because we couldn't find a showtime close enough so we came home.

We watched a little bit of Netflix, and then he played a little bit of RDR 2 online while I was playing Link's Awakening on the Switch. We chilled out like that for a while in comfortable silence before he suggested looking up some co-op levels in Mario Maker 2. Eventually it turned into us playing endless and switching off every time we died. At one point I got very competitive and refused to hand him the controller until I could get past this one level, and he was making fun of me, laughing his ass off. I went from having fun to being irritated to laughing along with him until I got too tilted to even get past the first few obstacles of the level so we stopped.

We sat for a little bit, and I felt a little bit of an ache in my breasts. I brought my hands to my chest and squeezed them lightly to check, noting how full I was getting.

"What time is your class tomorrow?"

"12:30. Why?" He looked over and saw what I was doing. "Oh, are you full?"

"Getting there... Are you hungry at all?"

"Oh, I could eat." He said, smiling.

"Awesome." I started to take off my top, and hesitated. "Want to move this to my bedroom?"

He cocked his head slightly. "Oh,... sure!"

I quickly docked the controllers and shut off the tv, then made my way ...

... down the hall to my room, taking my shirt off on the way. I could hear him following close behind. I dropped the shirt on the floor by my bed and quickly reached behind to unhook my bra. I turned to face him as I let it drop to the floor and held my breasts to my chest. He closed the distance between us and placed his hands over mine, nudging them out of the way.

"God... you're so hot. I never stood a chance, did I." He commented, cupping my boobs and rubbing his thumbs across my hardening nipples.

"Nope. You fell right into my trap." I replied, putting on my most sinister sounding voice.

"Oh, poor me. Whatever will I do." He lamented sarcastically.

"You could finish what you've started, for one."

He sat on the bed and pulled me to him, my boobs almost at the perfect level. He kissed around the soft flesh anyway, annoyingly avoiding direct contact with my nipples. Closing in as he started to kiss my areolae. Just as I was about to complain and urge him to stop teasing, he latched onto my left nipple. I felt my shoulders relax and I hummed in contentment. He suckled gently and after a few seconds I felt him draw my milk from me. While he drank, I felt his hands unbuttoning my jeans. He slowly tugged my pants down, taking my panties with them. His hands pulling them down over the swell of my ass until they were able to fall to my ankles. I stepped out of them and kicked them aside, and started trying to pull his shirt off of him, not content to be the only one ...