I was on cloud nine the next day. Sarah wanted to have sex with me!
There were a few practical challenges though. One, I had no idea where we could do it. I wasn't entirely sure about how to do it. Sure, I knew a dick went in a pussy. But, that was about it. This was before the days of internet. Now, everyone seems to know everything about sex. And then there was the pregnancy scare. Obviously, I did not want to get Sarah pregnant. I had to do something about getting a condom. They weren't easily available and there was an anathema around contraception.
Finally, and most importantly, I had to deal with the conflict within me. I wasn't just fucking a girl before marriage, I was about to fuck my cousin. Could I do that without offending God? Kissing my sister was not a good thing to do and masturbating with her was even worse. I just figured if God was ok with these things, He wouldn't really mind me fucking Sarah.
Sarah was becoming bolder by the minute. She had resorted to teasing me. The next morning, as I climbed down, she was there with a naughty smile on her face. I couldn't really figure out why. She came real close to me, grabbed me by my dick and said,
"I'm wearing nothing under this dress. Think of that all day."
If I wasn't hard before, I was now. Here was my sister running her hand around my dick over my underwear, teasing me. I wasn't no shy kid ya know. If she wanted to play, I was gonna.
I grabbed her boobs over her dress, found her nipples and squeezed them lightly. She jumped in surprise but she wasn't backing away. The pressure on my balls increased all of a sudden. I replied by yanking her dress down exposing her breasts. This did the trick. She was too surprised to reply and I took the opportunity and put my mouth on her boobs. I sucked them with complete reverence. She didn't say anything. This worried me for a second but I felt her hand push me towards her boobs as a moan escaped her mouth.
"On the nipples Terry, suck on them," she groaned.
"Uh huh," I said refusing to let go of her breast just for a reply. She was running her hand through my hair. I reached for the nipple and started tonguing it. Her moaning got louder. Encouraged by sounds emanating, I started nibbling on her nub. She took my hand and placed it on her other breast. This was unprecedented access. I kneaded her breast as I suckled on the other one. Her protruding nipples gave me little bit of an ego boost. I was causing this. This was just incredible. To my utter disappointment-and slight confusion- she pulled my unwilling head away from her breasts. Before she could even say a word, my mind was working out multiple reasons for this. Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt her? Did I somehow bite her?
"Stop... stop," she said, still moaning. She added:
"I can't take it anymore quietly. I will scream Terry. Find a place where we can do it without any fear. And since you did make me feel that good, here's a reward."
She knelt before me, yanked down my boxers and took my shaft in her hand. I twitched. No one had ever touched my cock before. She then planted a wet, sloppy kiss on my cock. I almost fainted.
"This was your reward. What you're about to get now is to ensure you get right back on your bed and jack off. Keep me in your thoughts, Terry," she said beaming at me. This was enough for me to blow my load all over her face. How I managed not to do that is a mystery to this day.
She then started to lick my dick. Not a kiss. But, an actual lick. She licked my pre-cum clean. She kissed my head several times. It did not translate to a blowjob. But, I wasn't complaining. She stood up, kissed me and whispered
"Bye. You know exactly what to do now."
She adjusted her dress and began walking away. She stopped near the door and said,
"Find a place Terry."
I won't waste your time by telling you what I did next.
All day she kept teasing me. Flashing her tits when no one was looking, grabbing my dick, twerking her nubs in front of me; she was driving me crazy.
The real torture, though, was during lunch. My father was at work. So, it was just my mother, Sarah and me at the table. Sarah and I were sitting opposite to mother. After we said the prayer, Sarah's hand lingered on my dick. She started caressing it through my pants. She would squeeze just a little harder time and again making it very difficult to concentrate on the food. Then, there was the inevitable sound that sound that escaped from my mouth.
"Oh...," I grunted startling my mother.
"What happened?" she enquired.
"Nothing ma, spicy... it's just a little spicy," I said with a hint of fear in my voice.
"But you're eating a pie, dear," she said, confused.
"Sweet... it's a little too sweet, ma. What'd I say?" I looked like a complete doofus.
"You seem to be very uncomfortable, Terry," Sarah chimed in smiling broadly.
I wasn't letting this go. I reached her skirt and pulled it up. She shot a surprised glance at me. I took no note of it. I explored her thighs. I stroked her smooth skin, massaging her. She squirmed under my touch. I continued upwards until I felt the lips of her pussy. This was uncharted territory now. I hesitated for a second and looked at her.
She was blushing! My girl was blushing!
I hadn't felt this happy, ever. I looked her in the eye and pushed my fingers against her pussy. She looked down. I still did not know if I could proceed. She didn't say anything, but just opened her legs wider. I took that as a yes.
