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

Bee's Story, My Story Ch. 12

... from between my legs. As soon as I could concentrate again, I hurriedly tugged his boxer briefs down his legs and let his cock free. "Hohh..." I couldn't help exhaling as soon as it came into view. Maybe I related to how he responded whenever I showed my boobs, because seeing him again, hard, throbbing, and almost dripping? It was captivating. I reached for it with almost reverence, pulling back slightly when it jerked as I made contact. When I finally closed my fingers around it again, I could feel how wet I was at the intense heat radiating from him. I kept running my eyes along the length and I just... I had to know.

"Can I measure you?" I asked, almost blurting it out. He suckled a little longer before releasing my nipple and looking at me again.

"Really?"

I nodded, looking at him at my chest while slowly caressing his cock. "Please?" I asked as I twisted my fingertips around the head.

He sat up from my lap, turning to sit like normal, with his pants around his ankles.

"Okay, go ahead." He said. I held my boobs to my chest as I quickly made my way to my bathroom to grab the tape measure I usually take my own measurements with. I returned to the living room and stood out in the open area.

"Come stand over here." I beckoned. He stood and kicked off his bottoms before coming to stand in front of me. I reached for him and gripped his cock, pumping it. He had softened slightly, but I knew I could get him back to 100%. I closed the space between us, feeling ...

... him crush against my stomach as my breasts made contact with his chest. I reached my hand up to his neck, and stood on my tip toes making him turn his head so I could whisper in his ear.

"I can't wait to find out exactly how big you get for me..." I exhaled softly against his ear and neck. I felt his cock jerk, pushing against my stomach, and I knew he was ready. I stepped back and looked down to see it throb, and then I made sure I had the end of the measuring tape in hand. I held it on the top of his length, keeping it against the base with my thumb, and then I slowly straightened out the length of tape until it was taut. I bent over a little bit to get a more accurate measurement.

"Fuck, dude. You're like a little under 9 fucking inches?!" I couldn't hide the shock. I knew he was long, but I figured maybe the dry spell I'd been having had made my eyes bigger than my- or... does that analogy work? Basically I thought he just looked particularly impressive because it had been so long since I'd seen a naked cock in the flesh. But no, he's genuinely big. He just kind of made a nonplussed "Whoa" and stood awkwardly.

"Okay I'm almost done." I said, as I turned the measuring tape and started to wrap it around his shaft. I took three measurements, at just behind the head, in the middle, and at the base. I think he was kind of uncomfortable, but he joked that I looked like a cute scientist with how focused and determined I looked while wearing my glasses. I playfully slapped ...