Richard Hill: Sharing his sisters

"I'll show you what an impotent virgin I am," he growled at her as he kept tickling her asshole. She was laughing now, moving her hand down to her slit as her buttcheeks tightened again around his finger. She was coming again and she kept murmuring, "Yes, yes, yes," while he stirred his finger inside her asshole. Then her cunt juices overflowed onto his nuts again, as she screamed her lungs out to show her pleasure. Her fingers clasped around his belly tight now, and as she finished her climax, her fingers eased their hold on him a bit.

"Let me rest, Billy, please." She was pleading with him, and it made him ecstatically happy that she was now begging him to stop. He felt her relax, and he removed his long finger from her asshole. She looked down at her box, and she could see his enormous cock still stiff within her cunt, their combined juices flowing over his balls.

His cock was beginning to soften, so Billy lowered his hips a bit and pulled out from her. He heard the swish of flesh as he left her cunt, his huge dick becoming limber.

Robin placed her hand on his shaft and caressed it in her hand, holding it as if it were a precious wand. Then she slid one of her little fingers under his nuts, sliding it up onto the base of his rod, taking with it some of the sticky juices gathered on his crotch. She took the juicy fingers and lifted them to her mouth, then licked them clean. Again, she dipped her fingers into the cum that covered him, but this time she moved her sticky hand up to his mouth; and he, too, licked them clean of their juices. Then she laid her head down on his.

"Where in the hell did you learn to ball like that?" she asked him. Again she was teasing him. "You should be ashamed of yourself."

Robin wanted to feel his cock inside her cunt again, cunt she wanted to get him mad first, because the harder he fucked her, the better she liked it.

"You've never had anyone fuck you that good and you know it." Robin knew what he was saying was true, but she wasn't about to tell him that.

"Who do you think you are, anyways? Get away from me, you creep!" she shouted at him, and, trying to stand, she found herself being held prisoner again. His arms tightened around her shoulders.

"You aren't going anywhere, because I'm not done yet," he told her.

Robin knew she didn't want to go anywhere, but still she pretended to resist.

"Now I'm gonna eat you out, little sister. I'm gonna swallow your pussy down my throat."

Robin could hardly wait, but then she remembered her twin sister.

"Wait!" she pleaded. "Janie will be home soon, and we can't let her see us like this."

Billy ignored her protest, and instead he let out a tremendous bellowing laugh.

"Take my trunks all the way off," he demanded, but Robin just sat there, worried about her sister. Billy raised his voice as loud as he could. "Take my trunks off, I said!"

His voice echoed throughout the apartment, frightening Robin. She moved, back, drawing his trunks down over his feet.

"That's better," he told her, "and when I tell you something, you do it, you little bitch."

Robin could feel the hatred in his voice, and it scared her so much she wanted to do everything she could just so he wouldn't hurt her.

"Now come over here."

Robin moved at his command.

"Now put your pussy on my lips. Now!" he demanded. Slowly Robin squatted down to him, lowering her cunt mound to his lips. Billy could see her wet slit come down to him, and he could smell her musky sex. Then his tongue darted out into her tender folds, sending tingling sensations through her body. He sucked at his sister's box for a moment, but he wasn't satisfied.

"Let's go in your bedroom," he said, and his hands pushed her thighs up from him so he could get up.

"But Janie will be home soon," she protested.

"Don't you argue with me, you prick-teaser. Now get in that bedroom!"

Robin knew that by the tone of his voice she'd better move, so she softly stepped into her bedroom. Nervous, she stood in the middle of the room till he came in.

"Now get on the bed."

Billy stood there, his long, thick cock dangling between his wonderfully strong thighs, watching his sister as she climbed onto the bed. Her magnificent tits bounced on her chest as she moved. He'd never seen such large tits, and her nipples were so inviting he could have sucked on them all day.

Robin was tense as she lay on the bed, reclining on her back and propping herself up on her elbows, so that her blonde-haired snatch pouted up at him. Her hand wandered momentarily up to her nipples, rubbing them softly, and Billy could see the tips rise and harden as she fingered them. He studied her lovely body, the shining mountain at fuzz that covered her delicious crotch, the curves of her legs down to her toes, the soft valley around her belly it all looked so inviting to him. He realized now how much of a woman his little sister really was.

Robin was looking at him now as he stood there before her. He was such a man, she thought, so masculine and well-built. She marveled at the muscles in his arms and stomach, at how solid his entire body was. And his cock! She'd never seen one bigger, never seen one more eager to please. Maybe he had been a virgin before today, but so what? She caught a final glimpse of his strong thighs and his big cock before he moved again. Billy went over to her dresser and found a pack of cigarettes. He took them over to his little sister.

"Here, light this," he said, and stuck a cigarette in his mouth.

"I don't have any matches," she replied.

"Then get some."

Robin looked at him, then got up and walked over to her dresser, her ass bumping from side to side as she walked. She took a box of matches from one of the drawers, then tame back to the bed. She lit his cigarette.

"Here," he said and stuck the cigarette out for her.

"No thanks. I don't care for one new," she said, but Billy wouldn't take no for an answer now. He was a tower of strength as he sat next to her, knowing that he could perform any sexual act he could dream of, knowing his gorgeous cock could satisfy any woman, let alone his little sister. He stuck the cigarette in her face, and she took it, puffing on it. He raised his head to hers and sucked on her lips, drawing the smoke from her mouth into his. He moved his head away, then exhaled the smoke, smiling as he did so.

"Tell me about your boy friend," he said.

"What do you want to know? He's just an ordinary guy, you know." She took another drag on the cigarette, and he watched as her lips circled the white filter, picturing her lips wrapping around his throbbing prick. She blew the smoke out in his face, licking her upper lip with her moist tongue.

"Do you fuck him much?" he asked, desperately curious about her man.

"All the time!" she shot back at him. "I really enjoy balling him."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.

"It means that I just love to feel his cock inside me. It means I can hardly wait to feel his jism on my tongue. It means I love to taste his dick."

"Is he as good as me?"

"What?"

"I said is he as good a fuck as me?"

Robin laughed derisively. "You don't even come close," she said. But she was lying, for she'd never taken a cock like her brother's before, nor had she ever found a guy who could shoot so many times without stopping. She heped by prodding him he'd respond with more passion for, her youthful body.

Billy took the cigarette put of his sister's hand and crushed it in the ashtray next to the bed. He lowered his lips to her belly, sucking her navel, blowing on it, and licking it clean with his saliva.

He felt her breathing heavily again as her belly started a rotating motion. His longing hands reached up and touched her nipples, and he felt them come to life in his fingertips as he pinched and pulled at them fiercely.