My Cousin and I (Chapter nine)

Chapter nine. I lay in bed, my shaft hard and pulsing, my thoughts on Sarah. It was so strange, so hard not to let my hand start pumping and cause the exquisite feelings that would soon come send me into an exhausted sleep. But we had promised each other not to masturbate when we were alone, to save it for when we were together. Reluctantly I moved my hand from my groin and tried to think of other things, eventually I drifted into a shallow sleep, plagued by dreams. I awoke with a start at 3 AM. My shaft was stiff and demanding attention. I had been dreaming that I had gone to our shed to meet Sarah and she wasn't there waiting for me as she usually is. I waited over an hour in dream time, which was probably just a few seconds in reality, but she didn't turn up. At that point I awoke. This promise not to masturbate alone was going to be difficult to keep. I drifted into a restless sleep but I was pleased when morning came and I could get up, get to school and then to our favourite place in the whole world, our love shack. Unlike in my dream Sarah was waiting for me when I got to the shed. We quickly went inside. She seemed agitated and excited and made me sit down on the sofa. "Oh David, I've thought of a name for him." "What? Who, what are you talking about?" I spluttered. I had completely forgotten that we were supposed to be thinking of a name for my willie. "Ooo David, you've forgotten haven't you?" She teased. It turned out that the book she had discovered in her parent's room was Lady Chatterley's Lover by D H Lawrence. She had read the pages where Connie and Mellors are talking and Connie is telling him that his penis is hers as well as his, and that he must never insult it, (whatever that might mean.) Connie then says that they must have a name for it and comes up with JohnThomas. Sarah said that at first she was going to suggest we use that name too but then, in a history lesson at school she thought of RobRoy. She had been doing Scottish history and RobRoy was an outlaw who later became a Scottish legend. She said we were outlaws really because we were doing naughty things that would land us in serious trouble if we were found out, so RobRoy it must be. We sat together on the old sofa. Even now I couldn't believe my good fortune in Sarah and I having this relationship. She was a beautiful girl and still is to this day. She has long hair and beautiful eyes, high cheekbones and gorgeous lips just asking to be kissed. I felt her hand sliding up my thigh and heard her sharp intake of breath as she found my hardness. "Get undressed, I want to see him." She said. I stood in front of her and slowly removed my shoes and socks followed by my tee-shirt and jeans. I moved closer to her and she hooked her fingers into the top of my briefs and pulled them down, allowing my erection to spring free. "Oh, he's so hard and stiff," she said, reaching out to the tip of my shaft which twitched as she touched it, making her giggle in that oh so sexy way. The pre-cum ran down her fingers and she smeared it all along the length of my rod and over my scrotum. My desire to see her naked was overwhelming and I asked her to get undressed. She released my throbbing rod and shed her clothes and lied down on her back on the sofa. She had her legs fully extended and I could see her gorgeous slit and the little indentation at the top which gave her so much pleasure. I knelt down and let my hard, wet shaft brush along her legs, leaving a trail of moisture on her right thigh. She giggled and I thought I was going to spurt all over her right there but I managed to control myself and suppress my imminent orgasm. A new thought came to me as I gazed at her slit. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her just there. For some reason the thought made me blush and she saw it and giggled again. Without saying what I wanted to do I just moved along her and put my lips over her sex lips. She gasped and I moved quickly away, thinking I was hurting her but she said "oh David, do that again, it feels so good." I carefully placed my mouth over her slit and let my tongue go slightly inside her hole. She was wet and so smooth. I started to lick sideways along the length of her labia. When I got to that little spot at the top I heard her sharp intake of breath and I let my tongue play around that area, sucking and licking her. Almost immediately she came. Writhing and squirming so much that I almost lost contact with her, but not quite and I licked madly as she exploded with weird little sounds. As usual her orgasm went on for a long time but I was determined not to slip away from her and to give her the best feelings that I could. She finished and I drew away from her. She smiled up at me and said "oooh, that was the best feeling ever." I stood up and felt it coming. I wasn't even touching RobRoy but he exploded and shot a salvo of spurts over Sarah's thighs. I just stood there, groaning and whimpering, my hands behind my back and my hips thrust forward, eyes tightly closed. As it subsided I opened my eyes and watched the twitching of my penis as the aftershocks came. Sarah was staring at RobRoy intently. For a few moments I just stood there letting her watch him softening. Sarah had brought a small towel as there wasn't one in the shed and we used it to wipe my semen off her legs. She was still lying on her back on the sofa and I climbed astride her with her legs closed between mine, sitting on my heels so my weight wasn't uncomfortable for her. I just loved looking at her slit and I could see that she was examining every bit of my maleness too. We smiled at each other and a strange feeling passed between us. It was the same feeling that was there that time in the woods before we had started coming to the shed. I had just discovered what orgasm was and it was all so new to me, but sharing it with Sarah made it so special. That seemed a long time ago now and our feelings of closeness had grown even stronger. We just gazed at each other and time passed. After a while I felt it starting to go hard and rise up. Sarah giggled as she watched. It seconds I was stiff and throbbing. Sarah adjusted her position so she could watch me better as I started to slide my hand along my wet shaft. I wanted to make it last longer than it usually does so I did it slowly, letting Sarah see every movement. She watched intently as if she was studying a science experiment at school. Oh it felt so good. I knelt astride her so that she could see every part of me and every movement I made. Then I felt a subtle change within me. A delicious feeling of awe at what I was doing. It no longer seemed imperative to get to orgasm as quickly as I could, I just wanted to let Sarah see me doing this and I wanted it to go on for a while. I started to slide my first two fingers and thumb along my shaft but so gently that I didn't even move the foreskin up and down. I was kneeling naked astride the most beautiful girl in the world. Well, certainly the most beautiful girl in our town, and she was watching me doing this. I took my hand away and let her see me fully. As she gazed at me my penis twitched and she giggled in that sexy way. I just knelt there letting her stare at me. She reached up and touched the tip, smearing the wetness along the length of my shaft. Then, taking my scrotum in her hand she squeezed gently. It felt so naughty, so rude, so embarrassing. It was an exquisite moment between us. I started to move my hand up and down again with a little more friction than I was using before. I looked away from her beautiful face to gaze at her sex. That gorgeous slit was just for me, I couldn't believe how lucky I was. And then, another change of direction. The urgent need for release was strong again. As I stroked slowly the tingling started in my toes. I could have stopped it, I wasn't at the point of no return yet, but I wanted it so badly so I didn't stop. I said "Sarah, it's coming." She giggled, staring intently, waiting, watching, sharing every second with me. I cried out as the first spurt shot over her head, over the arm of the sofa and landed with a splat on a sheet of paper on the floor. The second and third jets splashed down on her chest and stomach and the fourth one, not as powerful as the others, on her thighs. The feeling was intense. Probably the strongest orgasm I had had so far, and certainly the longest in duration. It seemed to go on and on and it was making my whole body shake. I watched Sarah watching me the whole time. Her mouth was open, her eyes wide, she was clearly enjoying this as much as me, (well, maybe not quite as much.) Eventually it subsided and I returned to earth from the heaven that I had been to. Still shaking and twitching. Still rubbing RobRoy, trying to wring every last bit of pleasure out. Finally collapsing on Sarah, lying on top of her, panting for air, heart beating wildly. I don't know how long we lied there. I think I may have gone to sleep for a few minutes but then Sarah said we would have to get going, our meals would be ready at home. We dressed quickly. Our magazine was lying on the floor and a pool of semen was turning liquid on one of the pages. It must have been that which the first spurt had landed on. We cleaned it up and Sarah put it in her bag, as she always takes it home with her. She said she would always remember what caused the stain. We held each other before we left and she reminded me that we had agreed not to do it on our own. We must wait until we are together. Thankfully that would only be twenty four hours.