First Time For Sister by Kent Collins

Author:Kent Collins [Collins, Kent]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotica, incest, sex
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Hanson Allen put his feet up on the railing of the porch and sipped the iced tea his mama had just handed him. He was wondering whether or not he should bother borrowing his dad’s pickup to drive to Elsie Shelton’s that night. What he really wanted to do was see Billie-Ann Wheeler, but almost a week had passed since he’d given her the books at Basset’s Pond and there’d been no sign of her either at the pond or walking the dusty roads. It was a pretty sure bet she’d decided not to go with him to Elsie’s.

But ever since he’d grabbed her wet, clinging body in the wood pond and then kissed and hugged and rubbed her until his balls turned themselves inside out, Hanson had been bothered by cold sweats, sometimes in the hottest part of the day. That very morning, he’d had one hell of a dream and woke to find his cock bubbling thick semen all over the sheets.

He took another mouthful of the tea and let the details of the dream sift through his head. He’d run over them a dozen times already but couldn’t resist doing it just one more time. Dreams were nice like that and Billie always acted differently in his sleeping mind than she had at the pond. In the dream she’d pulled off his skimpy mesh shorts after the two of them were on the bank together. Then while Hanson stretched back against the mossy ground, she’d steadied his huge cock and sucked it noisily into her mouth. But the dream had gotten even better. When he’d been close to coming Billie’d cupped her soft hands under his balls and swathed the underside of his penis with the pointed tip of her tongue, whimpering for him to fill her mouth until finally she took his glans to the back of her throat, and greedily gulped the scalding, spurting seed.

Hanson finished the tea with a groan and put the glass down. The heat waves were rising from the gravel road in front of the house while the trees roared with the intertwining rhythms of a million insects. Hanson gave a humorless laugh. Hell, he’d scared the shit out of that poor little white girl at Basset’s Pond. That was it all right… she was just too damned white. The past few days he’d been kicking himself for being so crazy in the first place. Yeah, she was tan as a berry all right, but whiter than white inside.

“I must’ve been asking for trouble,” he said aloud in the still air of the porch. “But Goddamn it, she was a fine little piece of tail.” Hanson tightened his jaw until the muscles twitched at his temples while he thought of Billie’s lovely body. The long, straight, flowing brown hair. The way it tumbled over her shoulders like strands of silk. And those pretty, thin shoulders and that narrow, sweet-smelling back. He laughed again, realizing that he’d never really smelled it. It would smell good, though, Hanson was sure.

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