Chapter 8

On Sunday morning I woke up when the bed moved. I opened my eyes and saw that Sarah had gotten into bed with me. This was something she rarely did. I think that it only happened twice before. She had the sheets pulled up just barely covering her breasts and I was sure that she didn't have anything on under those sheets.

"Sarah, what's going on?"

I think she moved and made the sheet drop away from her breasts on purpose, "We have to get a few things straight. Now that I'm eighteen I'm an adult; actually I've been past the age of consent for two years now. I'm still going to go to high school but we'll just keep my real age a secret from them because I want to go to college. I'm going to be a lawyer. After I pass the bar exams we can start thinking about having a family but I draw the line at two."

I started to say something but she shut me up, "I've decided that you are going to marry me... oh, not right away but you will marry me. Until we get married, I'm going to sleep in this bed at night and you're going to fuck me like a dutiful husband. I've slept in my own room every night for the past two years dreaming about you and taking care of myself like you've been doing and that's going to stop."

I started to say something again but she grabbed my cock, "This is mine. If you ever use it on another woman, I'll cut it off and you'll never find it."

My cock was now stiffer than a flagpole, "Sarah, this isn't..."

She stopped me, "Have you seen the varsity football team at school. If you won't fuck me I'll fuck the entire football team. Now make up your mind... you or the football team."

She threw the sheet back; exposing all of her charms to me, "Now, tell me that this doesn't turn you on. Just remember that I've got your prick in my hand."

My God she had the most beautiful body that I've ever seen on a woman!

I reached out and pulled her to me. She grabbed my head and kissed me with the most passionate kiss I've ever experienced. Her tongue worked into my mouth and we began to duel with our tongues. When we broke for air our faces were flushed and we were both panting.

Sara still had my cock in her hand and was beginning to work her hand up and down. I know... I should have jumped out of bed and stopped it right there. If any of you men out there could do that you're better than I am. Remember, I've been dating Mrs. Palm and her five daughters for over two years.

"Enough talk," she said.

She bent down and took my cock in her mouth and began to give me the best blowjob that I've ever had. She would pause sometimes and look up at me and smile and slyly ask me if I wanted her to stop. I just moaned.

I pulled her over me so that her cunt was above my mouth. When I traced my tongue along the length of her slit she screamed and pushed her cunt on my face so hard that I was having trouble breathing. I found her clit with my tongue and began to caress it. I had read one time that the best was to tease a woman's clit was to keeping tracing the alphabet on her clit very gently. I only got to "H' before she screamed and stopped sucking on my cock. She was squeezed my cock so hard that I was afraid that she was going to snap it off. She suddenly tensed and then fell on top of me. I held her for a long while afraid that she had passed out.