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Sarah and I used to sneak up to her bedroom after school to fool around. It started out with kissing at first, the first few weeks we were a couple; we were both virgins and neither of us was in any hurry to rush into anything more than that. Our hormones got the better of us though as we got closer. And the more we felt for one another, the more our bodies seemed to respond when someone's hand moved to a dangerous new place, or when a kiss wandered somewhere other than our mouths.

Then one day I was walking her home after a school dance. The stars were out. The vibration of the bass was still humming in our systems, and we were pumped full of hormones. She was singing. Walking along, holding my hand, and singing. I stopped, pulled her to me and kissed her.

"What was that for?" she asked, catching her breath a bit. Her eyes shone like sparkles on a moonlight lake.

"I love you."

It was the first time I'd said it to her, and I meant it. She knew it. It was really real, and suddenly it was out in the open.

"You don't have to say it back or anything, if you don't feel it. I just had to say it. You're so beautiful."

"I do though. I love you too."

"I've never felt like this before. It's wonderful."

And so I walked her the rest of the way home and we kissed by her back door for almost thirty minutes.

"Are you coming over again tomorrow? After school?" she asked me as we finally broke away.

"Of course."

"Good, cause I wanna feel you all over me."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I feel empty and useless and naked because you're not all over my body, loving over every inch of me. I wanna feel it."

She was whispering. My eyes were wide in the dark.

"Okay. It's a date then."

I don't need to tell you I hardly slept that night.

The next afternoon was our two-month anniversary as a couple. It was the first time we got completely naked with each other. We still weren't going all the way at that point, but it was close enough. We stripped down to our bare skin in every place and just stared at one another for a while, two kids looking at the full beauty of the human body for the very first time.

"God..." was all I could say, and even that was whimpered. She was incredible! Thin and curvy and smooth and round, and soft, and delicate, and sensitive—and she trembled like a little bunny in front of me too. I just wanted to hold her. I stood there with an erection standing straight out and she looked me over, stopping her gaze down there and sighing nervously. She was still smiling though.

"So this is what a naked sixteen-year-old boy looks like."

"Uh huh."

And then we kissed. Our hands wandered all over each other's bodies and we shuddered and shivered as fingertips grazed across naked nerve endings in each other's most intimate parts. Her nipples were hard and her breasts were covered in goose bumps. I kissed them. I licked them. I suckled them. She held my head in her hands and breathed on my hair.

"I love you. I love you."

My erection pressed into her belly and suddenly I felt her fingers touch it for the first time. She was looking into my eyes, and her hands moved from my waist, down around in front, and grabbed my erection. I shivered all over and sucked in a breath.

"And that's what a naked sixteen-year-old boy feels like."

"Feels nice..."

"It sure does. Oh my god, Sarah..."

And she was stroking me with her hand, feeling the texture of me, the length of me, the thickness, the heat, the throbbing I made inside her hand. She smiled at me again.

"It's hotter than I imagined," she said.

I just nodded.

Then she reached down and caressed my balls as well.

"Ooh, that's cooler. Weird."

I shuddered again. I whimpered like a hungry puppy. Not purposely or anything. It just came out of me.

Then she started stroking me fully, and running her palm around in a circle over the head of me, smearing the dribble of precum she found there around on it.

That did it for me. I came in her hand right there and then, dipping my knees a bit, groaning, and thrusting forward, hugging her body into mine all of the sudden, and burying my face in her neck.

"Uh! Uh! Ah..."

My cream spurted out against our stomachs. I humped myself against her belly until I was completely finished. Her hand was trapped in between our bodies and I could feel the wet slipperiness of my semen on her fingers as I thrust up and down against her. It tickled beautifully.

She just stood there surprised the whole time. She gasped at first, but then moaned sensuously into my embrace as she felt the hot liquid spraying out against her body, and my masculine power gripping her with all the power of my orgasm.

Finally it was finished and I relaxed again. I slowly pulled away and we both looked down. My cum had shot all the way up to the underside of her breasts and was now oozing down her tummy and dripping down her thighs. Some of it clung to her pubic hair and some of it stuck to mine. We smiled. We were both a little confused by it all, but incredibly excited. And then she said the sexiest thing on earth:

"Yummy."

After that first day, we were petting, fondling, kissing and caressing all over each other's bodies on a regular basis. It was rare that we got completely naked again like that, but that hardly mattered when you could have just as much fun with your girl's shirt and bra up and her delicious little tits bobbling and jiggling around in front of you, and her hands all over your cock and balls as you lay on her bed with your pants around your ankles.

Her favourite pastime by far however was stroking me, getting me all wet with precum, and sometimes even spitting on my shaft, and just massaging me until I burst, spraying cum all over myself, or onto her tummy and tits, or into a wad of Kleenex from a box on her end table.

But then one day I was extra excited and I made a bit of a mess. It was the beginning of a little obsession she developed for my cum.

I was kneeling between her legs, and she was playing with her nipples and staring down at me while I masturbated in front of her. Suddenly she got inspired a bit, lifted her legs up and yanked her pants right off.

"Wanna look at my pussy while you do that?"

"Uh huh!"

And I stroked myself hard as she slowly massaged her nipples with one hand and her clit with the other. Though I'd begged her on a number of occasions, she had a rule about me touching her down there. It simply wasn't happening. She was afraid of her mother I think. She wouldn't budge on the issue. Suffice it to say, her sudden boldness in stripping down to the buff—her shirt was already off—got me super hot. In a matter of moments I was coming harder than I ever had in my life.

I looked down with shock and amazement as my come shot straight out in a long stream, right over her head, and hit the headboard behind her. The tail of it dropped down with a splat across her hair, her face, her neck, her tits, her tummy, and even her sweet pink little vulva. She jumped as though she'd been smacked and her hands flew up defensively in front of her. The next shot was only slightly less powerful. It got her right in the face when her hands parted to peek down again. Spurt! Right in the forehead above her left eye. The tail of that one dropped down across her cheek, her neck, her left nipple, and the rest of her body the same way the first one had.

She grunted, twisting her face to one side with a grimace.

The third streak made it up to her tits, and I groaned out loud as it splashed right across her left nipple. Then I emptied the rest of my load out onto her tummy and let the last few dribbles drop down onto her pubic hair.

She lay there covered in my cum for the first time. Her face slowly turned back to me, flinching, as though expecting another bombardment. I grinned down at her, still stroking my cock. I didn't know what to say.

"Sorry 'bout that."

"Sure you are."

She wasn't mad though. She gave a mortified "Ew!" as she wiped the stringy goo up off of herself with her fingertips, staring down at it with one eye closed, looking as adorable and as slutty as a girl could possibly be at any one time.

"I was just a little too excited that time, I guess."

"No shit."

"God, you look fuckin' sexy!"

She glanced up at me, searching for the sincerity of my words, and when she saw the dumbstruck look of lust on my face, she smiled a smug little smile.

"Glad you enjoyed it, my love."

"I'll be dreaming of this moment in my fantasies for the rest of my life."

A girl covered in your come from head to privates is an insanely erotic sight.

"Well hopefully we can make this fantasy come true for you, at least once in a while."

She was staring up at me, toying with the oozing sprinkles of white cream I'd deposited upon her flesh. She knew damn well I was going crazy over her, and she seemed to love it.

"You like being a little bit slutty, don't you?" I said with a surprised laugh.

"No! What are you talking about?"

But she was blushing deeply.

"Admit it. This is turning you on terribly, being covered in my cum and having me half insane with lust over you."

"Maybe. Just a little. But what do you want from me? I'm a woman. I like feeling sexy, and desired, and naughty. So sue me."

And then I bent my erection down and slid it into her surprisingly wet little crevice. Suddenly her legs snapped shut and she shoved me hard away from her.

"No, no. Don't ruin it now."

"Ruin it?"

"We're just having fun here. Don't turn it into a fight over you fucking me again."

"Alright. Sorry."

The tip of my cock had brushed past her tender little cherry, but that was as close as it got for a couple years.

But one day out of the blue, she was jerking me with her hand, kissing me deeply with her soft, sweet tongue, and I was just dying inside. I think she knew it too. She all of the sudden stopped and just looked at the dazed look on my face with a gleam of awe and wonder in her eyes.

"You look fucked."

"I feel fucked. I'm dizzy."

"If you get dizzy just from this, imagine what would happen if we did something really serious."

"Depends what you mean by really serious."

She licked her two front teeth and I suddenly knew exactly what she was referring to.

"I wish," I said, staring down at her beautiful, puffy, pouting lips.

She stopped and thought for a moment until I finally said, "What?" all confused. Her hand was still on my throbbing erection, but she wasn't moving. I was dying. Her touch was so soft and warm.

"I was just thinking..."

"About what?"

She thought a bit more, and stared at me with love in her eyes and a slight tilt to her head.

"What?" I asked again.

She let go of my cock and pushed me off the bed.

"Go wash yourself."

"Wash? Why?"

"Don't ask stupid questions. Just go do it." And she nibbled at her lip, nervously.

So I went. I trotted naked down the hall to the bathroom, got a face cloth and some soap and washed my cock and balls thoroughly. Then I came back again.

"Done."

"Come lie down here."

I did, growing more excited by the second. There was no doubt what she had in mind. Why else would a gal ask you to wash yourself?

Sure enough, I lay down and she got herself between my thighs.

"Love me?" she asked.

"Of course I do."

I did too.

"Forever and ever?"

"Forever and ever. I never wanna be with anyone else. Ever."

"I love you too."

Then she took my cock in her hand, grinning at me.

"Don't go dying on me now," she said, and bowed her face down into my lap.

Her tongue hit me first, licking across the face of it. She gave it a few licks, nervous little tickles with her tongue, and I gasped hard, like I was drowning. Then she jerked me up and down with her hand again, as though hesitant about what she was planning to do.

"Um... okay..."

She was so beautifully unsure that I was simultaneously in agony and ecstasy just looking at her, waiting for her to begin, but loving the look on her face at the same time.

"Love me?"

"Uh huh. God, do I ever..."

She took a couple more licks at it. Then she jumped off the bed and ran out of the room.

"Where you going?"

"Wait here, I'll be right back."

Damn!

I'm not sure what she did, but she came back soon enough, still smiling that nervous smile, and jumped on the bed between my legs again.

"Okay. I'm ready now," she said.

Then she took it in her hand and just went crazy, licking it all over, up and down like she meant to lick the skin right off or something. Her tongue felt incredible. Her breath was sweet and ticklish and the look in her eyes was making me crazy. She just stared up at me as she did it, glancing down at my dick once in a while, and closing her eyes sensuously at other times.

Lick, lick, lick... down on my balls too, and then back up my shaft again, and all around the head. Lick, lick, lick. I yanked at her sheets in clenched fists.

"That feels so... Ahh!"

"Alright. Calm down. I may be a virgin, but even I know this isn't really how you give a proper blowjob."

"Oh, god!"

"A proper blowjob is more like this..."

And she wrapped her mouth around me all of the sudden, all at once. I was instantly in heaven, my dick surrounded by hot, wet mouth, with a slowly circling tongue massaging its face a little. I dropped my head back onto the pillow and died inside right there. You have to die a little before you go to heaven.

She smiled, oddly though, with my dick in her mouth, and just kept up the slow, sweet massage with her tongue. That's all she did. She held me inside her mouth, the head and about an inch of shaft, and just caressed me with her soft pink tongue. That's all. But it was so frickin' gorgeous I almost died. I came in like 20 seconds.

"Uh! Sarah!"

That was supposed to be a warning, but she had no idea. She apparently thought I was just praising her, and she actually sped up a bit. The first jet shot out of me and hit the back of her throat. She jerked back in shock and coughed. My cock slapped hard against my stomach and the rest of the cum splattered onto the front of my shirt. She coughed again, and spit out what I'd spewed into her mouth, adding to the mess. I grabbed my dick and finished myself off with my hand, and I lay there panting and almost crying I was so happy. It wasn't the best blowjob ever, but it was my first. It was enough.

"Jeffery M. James..." she said, in a mad-but-not-really-mad tone.

"I'm sorry."

She coughed again, and gagged a bit.

"Next time at least warn me so I don't get that shit in my mouth!"

"Sorry. Thank you so much. I love you, Sarah! More than ever."

"Yeah?"

"I can't even explain it!"

She was beaming. Her eyes shone as she looked down at me.

"Really. It was that beautiful. It proves you really do love me and will do anything for me, and that means so much."

"I would do anything for you."

"I know. And that makes you so damn beautiful I could cry."

"Thank you."

Then we held each other for about ten minutes and she suddenly found me hard again.

"Well, well, well, Mister. What do we have here?"

"Can you do it again?"

"Look at the mess you made!"

There was come all over my shirt. And it smelled like it too.

"I can't help it. When it comes, it comes, and there's nothing I can do about it."

"It was kinda sexy, all shooting out like that. But what a mess!"

"Well, we'll get a rag or something, and I'll finish in that, 'kay?"

She jumped off the bed and found an old shirt in the closet. It was tattered and ragged and looked like it had been used to stop a hole in a wall or something, but it smelled clean enough.

"Here." And she jumped between my legs again. I was still hard, and she grabbed my dick, playfully stroking it, enjoying its thickness and heat with wide, grinning eyes.

"Do you love my dick, Sarah?"

"Kinda! It's a funny little thing."

"Little!?"

"Well compared to your arm and shit, you know. I wouldn't want it inside me. It's huge!"

"It's not huge. Come on."

"Big enough to hurt me."

"Well we'll worry about that when it happens. Your mouth seemed to like it just fine the way it is."

"Yeah. I did like it actually. It's yummy."

There's that word again. Oh my god.

Then she went down and took it in her mouth again, this time skipping the preliminary licks. Her warm, slippery wetness engulfed me and I just lie there, sighing and moaning softly. She just held it in her mouth, massaging it with her tongue. I didn't know what a good blowjob was any more than she did. I hadn't even watched any porn at that point. All I knew was that it felt deliciously sweet. Every flicker of her tongue sent sweet spasms of pleasure through me. It was beautiful, but I'd already come once, and I lasted quite a while the second time: It was almost ten minutes of bliss. Then she pulled off.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

"Oh god no! Why would you think that?"

"Cause you're not coming. You came right away the first time."

"It feels awesome! But the second one always takes longer. You know that."

"Right. Okay. Just tell me before you come this time."

"I will."

So she continued. But then I started craving more of her mouth on me, I wanted to be deeper. I reached down and pushed her head down a bit, sliding further into her mouth. She looked up at me, curious, then popped off again.

"You need more of it in my mouth?"

I nodded.

She went down again, and this time took me all the way in, to the back of her throat. She gagged a little and pulled back, right off again.

"I guess that's as much as I can handle." And she went back down. That's when I realized that the on and off motion felt even better than the tongue massage thing she was doing. I reached down and took her head and pulled her off of me, and then pushed her down again, then off again, guiding her, showing her what felt good. She soon got the idea and began bobbing up and down on her own. Heaven! Ecstasy! We were learning how blowjobs were supposed to work, almost from scratch, and it was gorgeous, fucking delirious pleasure! Her tongue slid along the length of my dick as she pulled off of it and went back down again, slowly, steadily, massaging me in long slow strokes, all the way up and down most of the length of me. She was the most beautiful woman on earth right then.

Then she pulled off.

"Like that? That feels good? I guess I'm supposed to suck on it too, right? That's why they call it sucking dick."

I just nodded, pulling her back onto me again.

She went back down and I enjoyed another couple minutes of her deliciously bobbing mouth. And she tightened up the wet sliding strokes with some hot suction as well. I shivered all over and she moaned at my reaction, diving down again to pull off of me with slow, sucking slurps. Before long it was too much for me. Sarah Marie Andrews gives amazing head. The thing that tipped me over the edge though, was when she started moaning on my dick.

"Mmmm... Hmmm... Uh-hmmmm..."

"Ah god, Sarah!"

"Uh-hmmmm!"

"Uh! Oh, fuck! Here it comes!"

She pulled off me and grabbed the old shirt, jerking at my slippery wet cock with her hand. My come shot out into the shirt and I cried out loud with a mighty holler. Ooh baby, it was intense! I jerked right up off the bed too, bucking up into her hand, and she could barely hang on to me. Her eyes widened with dazed awe, as I growled and writhed beneath her, coming harder than I ever had in my life. She kept stroking me with her slick wet hand until it was all out of me. I trembled on her bed, trying to catch my breath and she stared at me, at my swollen red, twitching cock, and at the cum I'd pumped out. Her eyes were dancing with curiosity, satisfaction, lust, and pride. The semi-innocent teen girl had conquered her man once more. She was halfway to become a woman.

I just lay there, sighing, catching my breath, and watching her as she stirred my cum around with her fingertips. Then she snapped out of her daze.

"You better get going," she said. "My parents will be home soon."

I didn't jump right up and leave right away, but we did get ourselves cleaned up and dressed. I kissed her for a good ten minutes, telling her I loved her over and over again until she finally shoved me out the door. I walked home ten feet tall, grinning a grin that didn't fade for days.

We did the same thing again the next day too, and the day after that. And before we knew it, it was part of our regular daily routine. Weeks went by, and she got better and better at it. She called it her J-time, her daily fix of sucking and pleasing my dick.

"Why you so cranky today, Sarah?"

"I haven't had my J-time." And she'd pout and whimper until I found someplace to sneak away and slide my cock into her warm wet little mouth. It was like a pacifier for her. And I loved it.

Mostly though, we did everything in her bedroom between 3:45 and 4:30. Her mom got home around 4:45. We'd kiss for a while, and feel each other up, but inevitable she'd go down on me, tickling, massaging, licking, sucking, bobbing, slurping, exploring, just having fun with my dick, waiting eagerly for the shot at the end. She absolutely loved making me come. Her eyes always gleamed. Her face danced with joy and she jerked me hard, as though she could make it shoot out even farther, and more of it too, if she worked it hard enough. Then we would rest for a while, just kissing and cuddling, until I was ready to do it again.

She would never let me finish in her mouth though. For someone who loved my dick as much as she did, and loved to watch me spurt cum everywhere, she sure had a weird repulsion for taking the load in her mouth.

"That would be the ultimate though, Sarah. Every time I have to pull it out when I'm about to come, it's like this beautiful ecstasy suddenly stopping all at once, and I gotta finish with a hand."

"I'm sorry! I'm just a little too grossed out after that first time. What do you want from me? Just thinking about it makes me wanna gag."

"It's not that I'm not grateful for everything else. I love everything you do for me, but that would just make it... perfect, complete, you know?"

"I suppose. It's just- If I'm ever able to even think about doing that without getting nauseous, I'll let you know."

I grabbed her by the pigtails and pulled her mouth down to my cock once again, ending the discussion. And then, closing my eyes, I drifted away into the bliss of her sweet slippery little mouth and tongue.

She did everything else I asked of her though, eagerly too, wanting to please me in every way—"Suck harder, Sarah. Yeah! Like that! Oh God! Swirl your tongue around it as you come up again. Ah god, yeah! Like that! Lick my balls. Jerk me with your hand. Suck on them, gently. Ah shit!"—she loved to please. The more she was pleasing me, the more excited she got, and then when I finally came it was almost like an orgasm for her too. She pulled off me, flushed all red and trembling violently. Her hands shook as she jerked the load out of me, hard and fast. She even gnashed her teeth and her lip quivered.

"Ah, fuck yeah! Do it, baby! Ah yeah!" Her voice was shaken with her energetic yanking on my cock, and her panting made it even sexier. I pumped out my goo onto that ragged old shirt, and collapsed into a gasping, trembling, panting heap on her bed, completely owned by her. She knew it too, and she loved it. Then I would kiss her, thanking her for being my goddess of pleasure.

The rag was kinda crusty though, and it irritated a bit as she wiped me clean. Uhg. How I wished I could just cum inside her sweetly sucking mouth.

But one day the rag wasn't around. She'd taken it down to wash it and had left it in the basement. She didn't realize this until after we'd started though, and I forgot about it too.

She was sucking on me, bobbing up and down, sucking hard, massaging my cock in her hot little mouth with her sweet pink tongue, and grinning at me with her eyes, and I just lie there like a king while she worked at pleasuring me to the fullest.

By this time we were experienced enough at that we realized that there was as much pleasure in the journey, as in the destination. I got off on just having her slowly suck and play with my cock and balls for twenty minutes at a time. She'd drive me almost to the peak, and then back off, giggling and cooing, teasing me and dazzling me until I was going mad. Then she'd do it again, suckling, swirling, and slurping on me, until I was throbbing out the pre-orgasmic spasms inside her mouth, and she would slow almost to a stop again.

"Yummy," she would say.

It was torture, but I loved every minute of it. I wanted to come so bad, but the pleasure of her almost getting me there would build up to a screaming peak, and then she'd back off again. When she finally did let me come, I would damn near pass out, spurting and spewing like a super soaker, babbling, and groaning like I was dying, and she loved it. Then I'd lay there laughing like a drunk, happy and satisfied, as she stroked me with her attentive little hands.

This day was no exception. She took her sweet loving time at it and got me worked up to an explosive peak over the course of about twenty minutes. Finally, I was near coming, at the very door of the orgasm, and she knew it. She started jerking me hard, looking around for the shirt.

"Oh, shit! It's downstairs!" she gasped, still pumping me.

"I'm gonna- Ah, god! Can't stop now!"

Then suddenly a door slammed downstairs. Her mom was home.

"Uh! Oh god! Here it comes!"

"SHIT!" she said. But it was too late. I was there. That's when she made a quick decision and slammed her mouth back down onto me, sucking hard and bobbing as fast as she'd ever gone.

It was the most intense orgasm of my life. The come exploded into her mouth in great throbbing jets. She took it all, shot after shot, whimpering, partly in excitement, partly in fear, and I filled her hot bobbing mouth with my gooey cream. My ass lifted right off the bed it was so beautiful, the shock of finally coming fully in her beautiful mouth, the spontaneity, and the danger of being caught.

"Sarah? Are you up there?"

Spurt, spurt, spurt! Bob, bob, bob...

("Uh! Ah god! Oh, Sarah! Uh, fuck!")

She was sucking the very soul right out of me it seemed. Every muscle in my body flexed at once and I shot my goo into her gobbling mouth.

"I'm home early because we're having company for dinner. Could you peel some potatoes for me?"

Spurt... spurt... throb... spurt...

"Sarah?"

I was finally finished, and Sarah had a mouthful of my come. She pulled off of my wet, throbbing erection and scanned frantically for somewhere to spit. There was nothing handy, and suddenly her mom was coming up the stairs. I yanked my pants up and got off the bed, sliding onto the chair by her desk and trying to look calm and unflustered.

Sarah on the other hand still had a load of come in her mouth. She looked at me, panicked, and then just gulped it down, swallowing every bit of it without taking her eyes from mine. It was gone, and she wretched a bit, shuddered, and then sat down calmly, placing a school book in her lap and glancing up at the door as it opened.

"So, wait. Let me get this straight. X equals t minus five? I don't get it! Oh hi, mom."

We were both panting, but sitting on opposite sides of the room, looking as guilty as sin. Her mom looked at us with suspicion.

"You kids okay up here?"

Sarah looked up from her book, smiling.

"When did you get in? I didn't even hear you."

She shuddered. Her mom furrowed her brow.

"I was just saying, we've got company coming over. I need you to peel some potatoes..."

"Sure. Homework first though, right?"

"Of course. Come down to the kitchen as soon as you're done."

"Mom, can we have the big fan from the basement? It's kinda hot up here."

We weren't sure she bought that line, but she brought the fan up anyway. She stopped in the doorway, just staring at us both. Then she sighed and gave a classic "mom" lecture.

"Okay, I know you guys weren't studying up here. I'm not stupid. And I know there's not much I can do to stop you from doing what you were doing. I know what it's like to be a teenager. I'm not that old. But all I'm gonna say is, just keep it above the belt, okay? At least until you're finished high school. Kiss, fondle, g- go down on each other until you're blue in the face, whatever! Just keep your privates apart, alright? And after grad, I'll rent you a goddamn hotel room myself, okay? You can fuck like rabbits 'til the cows come home as much as you want, after you're finished school. Deal?"

We just looked at her, both of us speechless.

"Alright..." Sarah said.

Then she went to prepare for supper.

"Wow. I thought we were so busted!" Sarah said, falling back onto her pillows and covering her face with her hands.

"We were."

"I guess so, but at least she didn't walk right in on is, me going down on you and shit."

"Yeah."

She let out a long shaky sigh and wiped some dampness from her brow with the back of her hand.

"I hope you're freakin' happy, boy!"

"I feel wonderful."

"You finally got your wish. How was it?"

"I thought I was gonna die on your bed right there. I swear. It was the most beautiful moment of my life."

She looked sideways at me and saw that I wasn't exaggerating. Then she smiled.

"I guess it wasn't that bad. Maybe it was the whole excitement of the moment, almost getting caught and all, but I honestly didn't mind finishing that way. There was definitely less mess to clean up."

"Sarah."

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

She furrowed her brow at me, the same way her mom had.

"You'd think you'd be used to all this by now."

"I'm still thankful. And after what you just did for me, I think I love you a hundred times more than ever."

"Keep going, boy. Stroke my ego a bit more and I may make a habit of that."

"You're the most incredible girl in the world. I love you more than anything. And I'm gonna marry you one day and take care of you for the rest of your life."

"And all I gotta do is swallow your cum every day? Sounds like a deal."

She did too. After that, she swallowed every single time. The first few attempts, she had to force herself to stay latched onto it as I came, and swallowing always seemed like an ordeal, accompanied with foul grimaces and whimpers of disgust. Eventually, though, she got used to the idea, and actually enjoyed feeling me come in her mouth. Eventually she preferred it that way.

Then summer came, and we had all the time in the world to play while her mom was out at work. Sarah swallows most every time. Sometimes, just for old time's sake, when we're all alone for a few hours, she'll let me shoot in her face, on her tits, all over her body as she lies naked before me. She is a dirty sexy girl at heart, and she loves it. When she's not sucking my cock, she wishes she were. The girl needs her J-time as much as three times a day sometimes. She goes down on me whenever she can, even asking me to meet her in the bathroom for a few minutes while her parents are right downstairs. Life is pretty sweet.

Eventually, she decided it would be even more fun if she shared my cock with her cousin Christine who had just broken up with her boyfriend and was lonely and depressed. And one hot summer night, they both went down on me, cheek to cheek, as Sarah guided Christine in the best ways to please a man.

But that's another story.

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