Sarah was now five months along and had been sleeping in my bed every night. She was moody and horny all the time. It was late summer — the days were brutally hot, and the nights were just as bad.

It was a Saturday night. I decided to stay in, lying in bed reading a book and trying to relax. Sarah came into the bedroom and joined me. She was wearing her little nighty while I lay there in just my shorts. She kept bugging me, poking my ribs, blowing softly in my ear, and nibbling at my neck. I knew she wanted attention, but I was really into my book.

Finally, I got annoyed, set the book down, and glared at her. “What? What do you want?”

She looked up at me with those big puppy eyes. “Bro, will you help me?”

“You have to tell me what you need help with or I can’t help you.”

“Mmmm, never mind. You seem grumpy.”

“Come on, now you’ve got my attention. What is it?”

“Well… could you help me shave?”

“Why, are you growing a mustache I don’t know about?” I teased.

“Hahaha, funny guy! No, my pussy, silly.”

“Okay, where do you want to do this dirty task?”

“Stop it, Dave. I’m clean — just a little hairy!” She smacked him on the shoulder.

“Ouch!” I grabbed her hand. “Sarah, you’re going to hurt yourself before the night is over. Now get on the bed.”

I placed a chair at the corner of the bed, laid a towel across my lap, and set out the shaving cream and straight razor. “Come here. Scoot down and sit on the edge. Put your knees up.”

Sarah positioned herself on the edge of the bed, feet flat, knees spread wide. She lay back on her elbows, then grabbed a pillow and settled in, nervously chewing on her fingernails.

I looked up at her. “Why are you so nervous? It’s not like you’ve never done this before.”

“Yeah, but I’ve never had somebody else do it for me.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I know what I’m doing. I’ve been shaving for years.”

I lathered the shaving cream between my hands and slowly applied it over her mound and pussy lips until the whole area was covered. “Wow, if this was whipped cream, it would make a great dessert right now.”

“Stop it! Quit teasing. I’m nervous enough as it is.”

I picked up the straight razor and started carefully shaving her, first down the top of her mound with the grain, then the sides of her puffy lips. Once the top and sides were smooth, I had her pull her knees up so I could shave around her ass.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“You’ve got hair around your butthole, too. I’m getting that.”

“Okay… just be careful.”

When I finished, I wiped away the remaining cream with the towel. Sarah lowered her legs and asked, “Are you done?”

I grinned. “Almost. Got one little spot here.”

I leaned down and kissed the top of her smooth mound, then slowly kissed down her slit to her clit. I spread her lips with my fingers and ran my tongue over her, licking up and down and side to side. By the time I reached the letter M in my alphabet routine, she was screaming and arching her back.

I slipped a finger inside her, curling it against her G-spot while still working her clit with my tongue. She squeezed her thighs around my head, breathing hard and grinding against my face. I added a second finger and kept going. She grabbed my hair with both hands, humping my face and growling like an animal in heat.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh my God!!”

Her body finally relaxed. She released my head and lay there panting, rubbing her breasts and belly. “Fuck… that was amazing.”

I looked up at her, my chin dripping with her juices. She was breathing heavily, her C-cup breasts rising and falling, pink pencil-eraser nipples sticking straight up. I wiped my face with the towel.

“You’re all cleaned up now,” I said with a smirk. “Well… mostly. It’s pretty sloppy down there, but no hair.”

Sarah sat up on her elbows and looked at me. “How about you? Can I shave you?”

“I don’t know… I’ve never been shaved before.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” she said, smiling. “You’ll love it. It feels so good to be bare and smooth. It’s really hot.”

“Probably would help cool things down, especially with my balls always sweating. Alright, let’s switch places.”

I stood up and took my underwear off. Sarah got out of the bed and took my place in the chair. I sat on the corner of the bed with my legs hanging off, knees spread, my soft cock and balls hanging down.

She squirted shaving cream into her hands, lathered it up, and started applying it above my cock, stroking downward over my balls like she was milking me. Then she carefully shaved the area above my shaft, the sides, and gently stretched the skin of my sack to shave it smooth.

“Hey Dave, you want me to shave around your asshole too?”

“No, I’m good for now.”

After she wiped me clean with the towel, she bent down and kissed my balls, then slowly kissed her way up my shaft. She grabbed my cock, sucked the head into her mouth, and swirled her tongue around it while gently tugging on my balls.

I moaned as she took more of me, bobbing halfway down my now rock-hard 7-inch cock, her saliva coating everything while she kept working my balls. I knew I wasn’t going to last long.

Just as I got close, she pulled off with a wet slurp and squeezed the base of my shaft hard. “Not yet, big bro. Not yet!”

“Holy fuck, what was that?” I flinched.

“I’m not done,” she said with a wicked smile. “I want to try something I heard my girlfriends talking about.”

She took me back into her mouth, worked up a lot of saliva, then pushed down until I felt the head of my cock slide into her throat. Her lips touched the base. She swallowed around me, her throat squeezing tight. I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and held her there for a moment before she tapped my thigh, gasping for air when I let her up.

She did it again and again, getting smoother each time. Saliva dripped everywhere, running down my balls and between my ass cheeks. I was right on the edge.

“Stop,” I groaned. “I want to try something now.”

I stood up, my cock rock hard and pressed against my stomach. “Lie on the bed on your back and hang your head over the edge.”

Sarah looked nervous but excited as she realized what I wanted. She scooted into position. I bent my cock down and rubbed the precum across her lips before sliding into her mouth. She grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled me deeper until I could see the bulge in her throat.

It was one of the hottest things I’d ever seen. I started fucking her face, slowly at first, then harder. I reached down and squeezed her breasts, twisting her hard nipples as I thrust. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I slammed all the way in and started pulsing, shooting the first few ropes straight down her throat. I pulled back and painted the rest across her face, nose, and eyes. She coughed and snorted, cum mixed with saliva dripping down her cheeks.

She scooched back onto the bed, trying to catch her breath. I lay down next to her, equally wiped out. She looked over at me, cum still on her face, and smiled.

“I made a mess,” I laughed.

She scooped some of my cum off her cheek with her finger, put it in her mouth, and swallowed. “I don’t mind it. It’s not that bad. You can come in my mouth anytime, bro.”

Sarah stretched and sighed. “I think I’m gonna go take a shower. How about you?”

“I’m just going to lie here and rest for a minute. Go ahead. I’ll take one after you. The shower’s way too small for both of us anyway. This apartment’s only made for one person… but I don’t mind sharing it with you.”

She grinned, bit her bottom lip, and winked at me. “I’m sure you don’t.” Then she walked away, shaking her little ass the whole way.