Kent Collins - First Time For Sister

A sudden wind blew the curtains open and there was a rumble of thunder.

Then the wind rushed through the trees around the house, and lightning made everything in the room brighter for an instant. A thunderclap rumbled loud and near. Billie-Ann thought she heard a whimper, but with the storm beginning outside she wasn't sure. Then she heard it again … louder. It was a whimper. It was Lonnie.

Billie peered at the shadows across the room. "What's wrong?"

"I'm scared," Lonnie quavered back.

"Just put your head under the pillow," she said, turning back over.

"It's nothing but a thunderstorm."

As she spoke, new rumblings filled the room and the wind tore at the curtains. Billie sat up in bed to lower the window a little and felt a shivering body sitting very close to her.

"Lonnie!" she scolded. "Now go back over there and go to sleep. The thunder isn't going to hurt-"

"My sis lets me stay with her when it thunders," he said in a shaking voice. The lightning lit up the room again, and she saw the blond, curly locks hanging over his forehead. A tear poised in the corner of each eye.

"Oh, my gosh!" She rumpled his head and put an arm around his shoulders. It didn't seem strange for them both to be naked, especially since Lonnie was just a scared little kid. A monstrous bolt hit not far from the house and the thunder shook the walls of Billie's tiny room.

"Shitaree!" Lonnie cried. "What are we gonna do!"

"I'm gonna lay down and try to go to sleep and you're gonna go back to your-"

Lonnie's thin arms circled Billie's waist, and a tear-stained cheek pressed against one of her naked titties.

"Okay, get under the sheets," she said, throwing back the covers, "but as soon as it's over, you've got to scat. This bed ain't big enough."

Billie hadn't thought that the small form of Lonnie Crumpers beside her would be at all sexy. She just hadn't been thinking of him in that way at all… even when he moved his legs down next to hers, put one of his freckled arms around her tummy and pressed his cheek harder against a titty nipple. But right away the fluttery little feelings began between the damp lips of her cunt, and she noticed her breathing had changed. Everything that had been happening over the past few days was teaching her something new, and Lonnie's body so close and smooth and warm seemed to be just one more lesson. Curious, Billie shifted slightly so that her curves pressed closer to Lonnie's thin form. Just doing that sent a jolt of pleasure through her back, ending with a new warm tingle in her tight little rectum and a glow that spread through her asscheeks. For some reason she felt like kissing Lonnie on the forehead… so she did. Lonnie hugged her a little tighter and turned slightly on the narrow mattress. Suddenly she could feel the exact shape of his pretty little white cock pushing against the outside of her thigh. It didn't feel as soft as it had looked to her before.

"You awake?" she whispered.

Lonnie nodded. The curiosity she'd been wrestling with all through the past week welled up hot in her again. Maybe she could find out a few things from Lonnie. He was so young and safe. Yes, that was it. She felt much safer with Lonnie than with Hanson.

"Do you get in bed with your sister much?"

"Sometimes," Lonnie said. He wiggled his face ever so slightly and Billie felt his nose brush one of her tiny, formless nipples. Right away the small sprout pushed up a little from the softness,… the way it had when her chest had rubbed against Hanson's at the pond.

"Do you like to sleep next to a girl better than alone?"

"Lots better," Lonnie said, and she could feel him smile against her skin.

"Why?"

"Gosh… it just feels nicer, that's all." He shrugged in the darkness and wiggled even closer against her. "You know, so soft and warm and all."

"Yeah, I think I know," Billie whispered against his hair.

"Hey, could you scratch my back?" the boy asked.

Billie-Ann put an arm around his shoulders and started making slow circles with her fingernails. She moved down to the small of his back and then up again, feeling the little bumps of his ribs as she scratched, and thinking how funny it was that touching another person always did funny things to the toucher, too. Billie shifted her hips and realized just how wet her secret place was getting. She found herself wanting to kiss Lonnie again and instead of thinking about the reasons why she shouldn't, she simply pushed his curly hair back from his forehead and once more pressed her lips against his brow. This time Lonnie raised his cheek from her tittie and looked up. In the darkness Billie could feel his warm breath and could see the soft outline of his chin. She knew their mouths were very close together, and it seemed natural to go ahead and do what she really wanted to do anyway. After all, he was just a kid. Lonnie didn't move a muscle, and Billie was even afraid he might be holding his breath as their lips clung softly for a moment. She'd almost pulled away when Lonnie made a tiny move in her direction, as if he wanted to kiss some more. She kissed him longingly, even moving her wet mouth the way Hanson had done to her.

Then the boy touched her lips with his tongue, and Billie broke it off with a murmur of surprise.

"Gosh… for a little kid you sure know how to kiss."

"My sis kisses me." Lonnie laid his face back against her bare tittie.

Billie-Ann thought about Lonnie's sister. She didn't really know her very well, because the girl had been two grades ahead of Billie at school.

"Do you and your sister… ever do anything else?" It was a daring question, and she knew as soon as she'd asked it she'd gone too far.

"I… I better not tell. Gloria would be mad." Billie didn't say anything for a while, afraid she might scare Lonnie into silence. After a few moments she hugged him tight against her again and when the thrilling little breathlessness had passed, she put her mouth close to his ear.

"I wouldn't ever tell," she whispered. "Please tell me."

"Well… we kiss a lot. I like that." He blinked his eyes, and the long blond lashes tickled Billie-Ann's shoulder. "Sometimes she touches me…"

Billie could feel her body trembling all over and tried not to let Lonnie know how excited his words had made her. It was like finding out the most secret secrets of life, and she was actually weak with anticipation of his next words. Another bolt of lightning jabbed the night air outside, but the thunder that followed was further away. A slow patter of rain had begun to wet the windowpanes and the air was cool and fresh-smelling.

"Where… does Gloria touch you?"

"Let me have your hand."

Billie-Ann was surprised that her promise not to tell had won Lonnie over so completely, and her breath came shallow and weak as his small hand guided her fingers down to his crotch. The thin, stringy boy had to pull his body away from hers some, and then he pushed her palm against his cock. Billie was only a little surprised to find it rigid, and she immediately wrapped her fingers snugly around the small warm hose.

"Gosh," Lonnie gasped, "that's just how Sis does it."

"It feels good?"

"Boy, does it ever!"

It was terribly exciting to feel the shape of Lonnie's little penis.

The storm outside blew further away and the clouds moved to let the moon shine through. It had been too hot in the tiny room to keep covered and now Billie-Ann could see clearly the long, bony shape of Lonnie's body glued close to hers. Even though he was shorter, they fit well together. She looked down at the small, stiff cock in her hand and knew she had a perfect chance to learn lots more.

"Can I look at you… down there, Lonnie?"

"You mean my prick?"

"Uh-huh."

"I don't care. It feels good with you touching it." She heard his swallow. "Could you keep touching it?"