Kent Collins - First Time For Sister

"Only if you're sure," he whispered.

Billie slipped down between his thighs, grasped the throbbing brown cock with both bands and closed her eyes. Then she touched her lips to the hot, tight skin of the tip and when the dizzy feeling of experiencing something completely new had passed, she opened her jaws and filled her mouth with Hanson's penis. At first Billie didn't know exactly what might feel best but there was nothing hard about sucking and when she sucked, her pink tongue just naturally darted back and forth against the underside of the tender shaft. The sounds of pleasure Hanson made told her she was doing right. There was the musky odor of both their fucky tastes in Billie's nose and it made her cunt thrill.

She wanted to try different ways of licking, but before she could, Hanson stiffened and petted his hands gently over her head.

"You're gonna strip me dry this time," he gasped.

Billie dug her tongue around the ridge of his glans and sanded the underside of the tip, because that seemed to be the most sensitive place. It scared her a little to know that the thick cream was already on its way out of Hanson's body, but before she let herself gag, Billie steadied his length and plunged her head up and down with a steady rhythm. She felt her lips and tongue following the rubbery firmness and heard the wet, sliding sound. It was exciting her a lot, especially when her mouth had to widen around the warm, smooth cockhead. Hanson's hands trembled against her neck and Billie promised herself that she wouldn't take her mouth away until her man was finished.

The first jet of semen sprayed with such force that Billie felt some of it splash hotly against the back of her throat. Before she had a chance to think, she gulped it down. Then came flood after flood of the saltsour cum, overflowing her cupped tongue and slickening her teeth. She swallowed steadily with a wet, clicking sound in her nose as the heavy stuff went down. Her sick feeling faded. Instead, she felt joy at the pleasure she was giving her writhing lover. Hanson whispered his love hotly and when finally she'd nursed the last steaming droplet from his tubes, he pulled her body up over him and kissed her cum-hot mouth.

For an hour they rested. Then, while Hanson had started to fold up their covers, Billie stood up and immediately felt something wet and warm on her inner thigh. When she looked, a thin streak of red reached almost to one knee and she knew why her breasts had been sorer than usual.

"Hanson… my period! It's really started this time!"

He turned and grinned. "Be damned if my little girl ain't growed into a woman right before my eyes."

Billie ran into his arms, not bothering yet to staunch her monthly wound. She was happy in her growing up, but even happier in her secret knowledge that Jerrold Butler's seed had not found a home. Maybe someday she could tell Hanson just exactly how she'd really gotten him out of jail. When she'd fixed her proud leak of blood, Billie curved herself into his arms once again.

"But where are we gonna go?" she sighed. "We can't live around here."

"Don't fret about it, baby," he said. "All we gotta do is get Sam to drive us to Louiston and buy some tickets on that hound." He laughed just thinking about it. "There's places west of here you wouldn't believe. Places with pretty sailboats and, big bridges and people that don't care if you're white and got a bunch of freckles and I'm a black man."

"It sounds beautiful," Billie said, knowing that she'd never have to be lonely or afraid again. She turned her duffel bag around to find a fresh blouse, and the packet of pictures Jed had given to her smacked onto the floor. Hanson picked them up before Billie could hide them away again.

"What's all this?" he chuckled, looking quickly at each pose.

Billie was petrified with embarrassment. "Nothing… really. I…"

But before she could stammer out some stupid explanation, Hanson was pressing her hips against his body.

"Shit, I know more positions than these," he said, kissing her hair.

"And we can spend the rest of our lives doin' them."

"Oh, Hanson, I love you so much!" Billie sighed, rubbing her soft white fingers against her man's brown back… yearning already for the next time she could open her young thighs to his cock.