Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 12 - Sex Stories

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 12

... subtle.

"Eh, I could eat." He said, hardly looking up from his phone.

I huffed softly. "Okay, well, are you THIRSTY?" I asked, with clear emphasis.

That got him to look up. "Oh, uh... are you needing help with that?" He asked sheepishly.

"Yes please. And, you know... you don't have to wait for me to ask for help. You're allowed to... to want it too." I explained, unsure of what I was really saying.

He nodded, and sat up, looking at me. I took one of the throw pillows and placed it on my lap again, and quickly took my top off, immediately noting how hard my nipples already were.

"Fuck... that reveal is always such a stunner." He said, reverently. I swear I'll never get tired of him praising my tits like that. I've always loved when my partners give them all the attention, but coming from him, it just makes me melt. Sometimes I wish he would just devour and maul them the way I want to do to him. He turned around and laid back onto my lap, with his face against my breasts.

"Whenever you're ready." I practically whispered, unable to keep from smiling warmly at him. He scooted up slightly so he could start with my left breast, but he took his sweet time latching on. He braced my breast with his hand while he turned to me, and kissed all around the outside of my areola. He focused on what he was doing and I sighed, biting my lip. I didn't want to be teased right now, I just wanted the release! I looked down to him and our eyes met as I watched him tongue ...

... delicately around my nipple, before letting it lick up directly across my nipple, the tip of his tongue firmly flicking the hard button at the end. I could see the milk starting to leak, and I breathed heavily as I felt his touch sending signals between my legs. I groaned in frustration and he immediately responded by finally taking my nipple between his lips and sucking.

The second he started to draw the milk from me we both moaned softly. I actually almost laughed when I heard it but then the sensation made my pussy tighten and I could feel an orgasm coming. I looked to my right and saw his cock straining in his pajama pants, and my hand instinctively reached for it, rubbing my fingertips firmly on the warm bulge.

His hips rose slightly as I reached the tip, even through his clothes. He made a small noise against my breast, a tiny vibration of surprise. It just made me want to please him even more. I hurriedly slipped my hand into his waistband with my hand shaking. I tugged his pants out of the way, and gave his cock a quick caress through his boxer briefs, turning into a gentle squeeze as I neared the head again. His hips rose for me again and I could see a wet spot forming against the material. The sight made me bite my lip again and as if he knew, he squeezed my nipple between his teeth, just enough to make me lose my nerve and shake in orgasm.

My other hand held him to me as my eyes closed and I collected myself, still savoring the relief from my breasts as well as ...