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 Billy's First by Joe Some time ago my older sister caught me out in the
Rumpus room with a girlie magazine.  I was having a quiet wank over a full
page layout of a gorgeous blonde bird who was sprawled out on a bed working
on her fat juicy pussy with a huge dildo.  I was only 14 at the time and my
sister was a well developed 15 year old and aggressive with it.  She
grabbed my mag.  and with a wicked grin she flounced off out of the room
calling over her shoulder "I've got you now you little bastard, one peep
out of you and I go straight to Dad with this".

   The next evening was Dad and Mum's night down the club, so I was
stretched out watching the tele on my own when in she comes.  "O.K." she
says, "pay back time is here.  Let's see how far we can go shall we". 
"What do you mean?" I asked.  "I've seen you lurking around outside the
bathroom trying to get a look at my tits all naked" she said, "It's time I
got my own back, if you don't want Dad to see your filthy pictures you had
better do exactly what I say, have you got that?" "That depends on what you
want".  I replied.  "O.K.  let's start with your thingy, what do you call
it?  your cock I suppose.  Go on, get it out and let me have a look."

   I thought I might score something here, so I wasn't too reluctance to
flip open my zip and pull out my pecker.  I didn't have much to compare it
with but I always thought it was a pretty big one.  I pushed back the
foreskin and waved it in the general direction of my sister's face.

   "I thought it was bigger than that the other day", she said.  "Just wait
till I get a hard on, then you'll see something worth while" I told her,
and started wanking off slowly.  Within a few seconds I had a raging
erection with the bulbous head purple with eagerness and several drips of
liquid oozing from the tip.

   "Stop that right now." she barked, "This is my fun session, get your
gear off and we'll make a start.  All of it, then sit on the edge of the
chair.  I want to see your bits hanging over the front."

   I did what she said and then nearly come in shock when she lifted up her
sweater to show that she had taken off her bra and was flashing her cute
little boobs in front of me.  She stepped up close and told me that I was
to use only my tongue, definitely no hands, and I was to lick her nipple.
It was swollen with excitement and a deep brown colour with the aureole as
big as the head of my cock.  I needed no second order to lap at it with
enthusiasm, and of course, this was immediately followed be the instruction
to lick the other one until she was trembling and gasping with
anticipation. As soon as she pulled back I grabbed my prick and gave it a
few frantic jerks to ease the throbbing, but my sister slapped at my hand
and called out, "None of that, I have lots more for you to do before you
can get that sort of satisfaction.  Now, put the back of your hand on the
arm of the chair with your fingers flat and raise the middle finger only,
that's right, all the way up."

   The next thing I knew, she had reached up under her skirt and pulled
down her tiny lace panties, then slid forward astride my hand and slowly
stroked her pussy backwards and forwards against the tip of my finger.  I
watched fascinated as she tipped her head back, closed her eyes, and inch
by inch, slowly impaled her tight little cunt on my thick finger.  Again I
tried to relieve my aching cock with a quick rub, and again she slapped at
me --my face this time, and said "If you can't take orders you can take
some of this, now shut yours eyes and open your mouth wide." When I peered
through slitted eyes I saw her gather a huge gob of spit and drop it
squarely into the back of my throat.  Even though I saw it coming I gagged
and almost choked and as I convulsed she plunged down onto my finger,
burying it up to the hilt into the depths of her vulva, and wriggled back
and forth.  I felt the juices squeezed out of her beside my finger as she
came to a shuddering climax, groaning in relief.

   After a minute or so she eased herself up off the chair, dropped to her
knees in front of me and said hoarsely, "O.K.  let's see you in action, you
can play with yours now."

   I didn't hesitate for an instant, I grabbed my prick and wanked it
furiously.  Just on the point of coming again the little bitch stopped me
once more and told me that she had decided that she wanted to do it later,
so hands off.  The thought of the whopping I would get from my old man if
she carried out her threat made me obey.  Her next order was a puzzle at
first.  I had to lay on the chair upside down with my feet over the top and
my head hanging off the seat, but it soon became clear what she wanted to
do to me as she shuffled forward with her wet little cunt moving towards my
face.  "Now be careful, this is tongue only again" she whispered, "Get to
work on the top of my vagina very softly".  I had no choice as before so I
proceeded to give her a long slow exercise in cunnilingus, with her juices
slurping across my flickering tongue.  "Now for the best bit, whatever you
do you mustn't stop until I tell you.  You've got to press your lips up to
pussy and suck up everything I give you.  Have you got that?" I gurgled out
O.K.  so she jammed her cunt over my wide open mouth and I felt her
trembling to push.  A slight dribble of pee oozed out, followed be a
definite squirt.  This was immediately followed by a prolonged gush of hot
salty urine right down my gasping throat.  I struggled to cope with this
diabolical perversion by swallowing frantically to keep up with the flow
but it still forced its way out of the sides of my mouth.  "That was
beautiful," she gasped after a few minutes, "We must do that again one day.
Now let us see what we can do for you.  Just leave it all to me." So I sat
back as she wrapped her long cool fingers around my throbbing member, and
slowly rubbed the foreskin up and down.  I exploded with frantic bursts of
come almost immediately, spraying dollops all over her face and hair, and
sending the rest shooting across the carpet.

   "You filthy brat," she said, "You had better get that lot cleaned up
quickly.  I think that I will have to fix that little problem for next
weeks session, don't you."

   After this the situation got worse before it got better.

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