Kent Collins - First Time For Sister

Elsie nodded slow-like. "You look to be about fourteen, that right?"

Billie nodded. "A little late then," Elsie went on, "but lotsa gals is."

The rag on her head felt good after hearing what the big colored woman had told her, Billie felt a million times better. She looked around the room and saw that it was much smaller than she'd imagined at first. A faded picture hung crooked on one wall and a naked light bulb dangled from the middle of the ceiling. A single moth circled and darted, throwing flitting shadows over the floor.

"You ever fuck Hanson?" Elsie asked. She was still wiping Billie's head with the wet rag.

"No…" She knew she'd gone all pink.

"Now there's a boy that could get a girl in trouble. So if he ever waves that big old black snake in your direction you'd better jump or Christmas'll find you with your apron all up under your chin."

What Elsie was saying made Billie wonder how Alicia kept from getting knocked up. She probably did it with men all the time and still looked as slender as a rail.

"I'm not going to be naughty any more," she said, feeling lucky that she'd escaped this time.

The big woman shook with laughter. "Well listen to you now! Who says you'll he able to stop when that brown buck Hanson grabs you some night?" Elsie looked up at the ceiling and smiled. "Only wish I was young enough to take him on myself. Best-lookin' black in the county, that Hanson is."

Elsie's words reminded Billie. It was true that she'd gotten awfully careless at Basset's Pond. And she hadn't really thought about it while it was happening… she couldn't. It had felt too nice. Billie watched the heavy woman lumber across to the door.

"Tell Hanson I'm in here, could you?"

Elsie turned. "He's a mite busy now, but don't you fret. I'll tell him soon as I can." Then she turned off the glaring light and left.

For a long time Billie-Ann just lay there in the darkness resting… thankful that Lonnie's little cock hadn't gotten her in trouble. But after a while, Elsie's last words began to haunt her. Hanson was busy somewhere and couldn't be bothered. All she could think of was Alicia's whispered invitation and the intimate look Hanson had exchanged with the chocolate-colored girl.

The noises in the big room came to her in waves. Laughing people and clinking glasses and loud music. Billie liked the music but felt lonely in the strange house without someone to talk to. Restlessly she turned over on the bed and for the first time saw light streaming through the cracks in the wall next to her. Curious now, she held her breath long enough to hear voices in the next room.

Moving nearer, Billie put her hand out and felt why she could hear so easily. The wall was made of rough lumber laid edge to edge and nailed in place. There were chinks and cracks up and down it… some even big enough to see through. She shoved her eyes close to the largest chink and when she'd focused on the two forms her heart plunged. In the small cubicle next to hers Billie saw Hanson and Alicia standing naked together, their arms hugging… faces pressed together.

"What you want to go messin' with that Billie for?" Alicia simpered against Hanson's cheek.

He kissed her full lips then and Billie's ears burned as she watched Alicia's hands caressing and fondling the muscles of Hanson's strong body. She could see that the room they were in was almost exactly like hers… even to the narrow cot and washstand by the window. And she could guess, too, what Hanson and Alicia meant to do in there.

The brown girl's round bottom shivered and pressed against Hanson when he dug at her asseheeks with his fingers. Billie knew what it felt like. She remembered from the time at Basset's Pond. Hot tears welled into her eyes but she shook them away. No, she couldn't do those kind of things again anyway. Especially not with Hanson.

Alicia laughed and pushed Hanson back onto the bed. He leaned on his elbows and watched her fingers wiggle his cock playfully.

"You smell like you're ripe as a black banana," he said.

"I'm slick for you, honey," Alicia said, sticking out her pink tongue and curving it up at the tip.

The cot they were on was so close to the wall Billie was peeking through that she felt uncomfortably near… almost as if she were in the same bed. It occurred to her that she could yell, or cough loud enough to make them stop, but instead she bit her tongue and stared.

Afraid of seeing what might happen and too warm with eager fire to look away.

She could see the gentle curve of Hanson's thigh and the way Alicia touched his cock and stomach with her long-fingered hands. Her head dipped and swayed just above the crowned head of his cock and once she put her tongue out and let it tickle across the top. Hanson stiffened and grabbed her braids.

"So you want to play, do ya?"

"Now, honey," Alicia cooed in mock tones of despair, "You not gonna make me put that in my mouth!"

Billie's crotch tingled and burned as she watched Hanson force Alicia's tightly closed mouth down… down. And then in a torrent of giggling laughter, the girl parted her pearl-white teeth and let half his length slide into her mouth. Hanson released her then and lay back. It surprised Billie that Alicia didn't quickly pull herself away, but instead she began to move her jaws slowly around the huge thing, smacking noisily all the while. One of her cheeks stretched out as she took Hanson's meat deep, and Billie felt herself quicken with sensual fire. When Alicia moved her head back up, she pursed her lips just as the domed tip of Hanson's cock rode out of her mouth. Billie could see the whole length of it again and its dark, dusky texture was now shiny with warm spit. Alicia grinned and with a cute, mischievous dip of her head, she fluttered her pink tongue down along the underside of the thick, pulsing thing. Hanson moaned and shifted his ass on the bed.

"Gosh!" Billie said under her breath, "she's not afraid of it at all!"

Without either of them saying anything… without even so much as a sign, Alicia swung her body around, and being careful to keep Hanson's cock between her teasing lips, she straddled her legs on either side of his head.

"Oh, no!" Billie whispered softly, "What-" But she saw what was going to happen and it took her breath completely away.

Alicia's asscheeks were spread slightly and as she lowered her body down to Hanson's face, Billie-Ann watched him tenderly open the girlfolds of her cunt with his fingers. The darkly pigmented inner linings glistened an invitation and Alicia pushed back until the whole dark flower settled over Hanson's open mouth. A noisy, wet licking sound brought another little gasp from Billie's throat, but it was easy to see that it had a more powerful effect on Alicia. Her slender body whipped like a willow in a storm and her breasts quivered with the fury of her wigglings. Hanson hooked his hands over her thighs to keep his mouth against the tender shoot of her clit, and Alicia's back humped convulsively. Billie saw that the girl's mouth had come free of Hanson's cock and hung slackly open, drooling a little warm spit onto his balls.

Alicia's ass plunged against Hanson's teeth and tongue so furiously that Billie could hardly bear to watch. Her own panties were wet with hot juice and in the darkness she let her passions take control. In an instant she'd tossed the hem of her dress up and shoved three or four fingers into the slushy crevice between her plump and burning lips.

Even after seeing the dirty pictures Jed had given her, Billie had hardly believed that a man would put his mouth on a girl's cunt. And now, only a few feet away, it was happening. Hanson was really sucking and kissing and licking Alicia's slit and it looked as if the girl were going crazy with the way it felt.

What would it feel like? Billie wondered. Tongues and mouths were so soft and wet and squishy and so was a girl's cunt. She trembled with the excitement of her imaginings and dug a finger over her oily clit.