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“Billy, please don't make me do it!” she begged. “I'm scared! I've never done it before, and I don't know what to do!”
“It's okay, Jenny, don't be scared. I'll tell you everything you need to know, I promise. Don't be scared, Okay? This won't hurt; not even a little bit. I promise.”
“Billy, I'm not supposed to do this, not EVER!” she whispered softly. “Good girls don't do this.”
“Good thing you're not a good girl, then,” he said smugly. “You're a little slut, Jenny. Admit it; that's why you didn't freak out when I told you what I wanted for my half of the bet. You WANT to suck it, Jenny, and that's okay. I like the fact that you're a slut. We can have a lot of fun together.”
“I'm not a slut, Billy!” she protested. “I didn't freak out about the bet because I was sure I was going to win!”
“Jenny,” he said softly, smiling gently, with that look that gave her butterflies all over again. “You lost. You know what you have to do, don't you?”
She looked at him, begging with her eyes, but she saw no relief in his smile. “I can't do this. Please help me, Billy? I can't do this!”
They were in his bedroom, where he'd brought her after the game, in order to settle up. She walked the whole way from the living room with her heart in her mouth, dreading what was about to happen. She had already been thinking about which stores she would be going to at the Mall with her best friend Margo until that last, game winning touchdown by the Home team and she lost the bet.
She had only ever kissed three boys in her life, and two of them were only one kiss each. The third one, her ex-boyfriend, had made out with her on several occasions, and taught her how to use her tongue when she kissed, but he broke up with her after she stopped him from putting his hand between her legs after he had felt up her chest for a little while.
It was the third boy who had taught her about Frenching, and she liked it; she would have done more with him, but he moved out of state with his family after his father got a promotion, so that was the end of that.
Now, she was in her brother's room, and her worst fears were about to come true. She was afraid she was going to like doing it, and that would tell her things about herself that perhaps she wasn't ready to know. Her eyes begged her brother for mercy.
He smiled at her, and she knew that he loved her. Her heart swelled in her chest, and she sighed a huge breath of relief. Billy turned and took one of his silk ties of the rack hanging behind his door.
“Turn around and close your eyes, Jenny. This will make it easier, I promise.” He gently turned her around with both hands on her shoulders, then he tied the tie around her head, effectively blindfolding her.
“Billy, what are you doing?” she asked, confused, as he turned her around to face him again, but she couldn't see. He held her in his hands, balancing her.
“Kneel down, Jenny, you won't fall over; I've got you. Kneel down so you don't fall over.”
“Billy-” she started to say, but he laid his finger over her lips and cut her off.
“Kneel down, Jenny.” he said again, a little more strongly, and put a little pressure on both her shoulders with his hands, so she knelt. The moment she was in place, his finger was back on her lips, stifling any further protests she might have made.
“Suck on it, Jenny. Suck on my finger a little.” he told her, and slipped his index finger between her lips. He felt her hesitate a long moment. “It's just my finger, Jenny. Suck on it a little, and don't let me feel your teeth while you do it. Just my finger, Jenny, go ahead and do it; it's just my finger.”
She knew it was wrong, but it was just his finger. Harmless, right? She close her lips and gave a little suck, feeling a burning shame within herself as she did it.
He gave an audible sigh of satisfaction as she did it, but she wasn't sure what kind of feeling she experienced. She knew she was supposed to be ashamed of herself for doing this, but she also felt filled with pride at know she had done it right. His little sigh of pleasure had told her all she needed to know about her technique.
She kept sucking a little more, feeling his finger begin to slide in and out of her mouth, and realized what she was doing. She realized how much she liked sucking on his finger and how good it felt sliding in and out of her mouth. Suddenly, she realized the implications of what all this meant, and it overwhelmed her. She drew her head back, turning her face to the side and letting out a sob.
He took her head in his hands and made her look up at him, even though she was blindfolded. “Jenny, you were doing it just right! Why did you stop?”
“Billy, I don't want to be a slut! Honest, I really don't want it!” She lifted her face, even though she couldn't see. “Please help me, Billy! I don't want this!”
“Two fingers, this time, Jenny. You might not want this, but you're so good at it because you're a natural. You're a natural, because, somewhere deep down, you really DO want this. You want this, don't you, Jenny? Suck my fingers, Jenny, just like last time, and no teeth. Suck my fingers, Jenny.”
She hesitated a long moment, then he took the blindfold off, pushing it down so it was tied around her neck. She looked up at him, her eyes begging him not to do this, but his fingers found her lips again, two of them, held together, and she turned her head to the side, silent.
He put the tie back in place around her eyes. “This makes it easier, doesn't it, Jenny?” he said, putting his fingers back in her mouth after making her face forward again.
She was sucking his fingers as his other hand stroked her hair, encouraging her to move her head on his hand more than he was moving them in and out of her mouth.
When she had a steady rhythm going, he took his hand out of her hair and let her do it all by herself for a long moment while he praised her.
Then a moment later, he took his fingers out of her mouth and both hands were stroking the sides of her head. “Get ready to suck again, Jenny. Do it just like before.” he said, stroking her hair soothingly.
Something poked her mouth, and she froze inside, knowing what it was. She felt a line in her mind form; a thick red one, with all sorts of blackness beyond it. She was more afraid right now than she had ever been before, in her whole life. She could feel the weight of her whole future on her shoulders.
“You know what to do, Jenny, just open your mouth and suck on it. You know what to do.” He stroked her hair soothingly, feeling her shaking with fear as she hesitated. “You don't have to be afraid Jenny, you'll always have me to protect you. Especially after this. Don't be afraid, little sister, because I love you.”
He felt her open her mouth, and then close it again, holding the head of his cock in her warm, wet cavity, but not moving at all. She was frozen with fear of what this could mean for her future, and the blackness seemed deeper than ever.
She knew what was in her mouth; she could taste how different this was from his finger, but thinking about it; it wasn't so bad as all that. She gave it a little suck, and felt his hands go into her hair again, pulling her head forward in that familiar motion.
“Yeah, suck my cock, you suck my cock so good, you little slut, oh God, I love you!” With his final yell, he came in her mouth, holding her face tightly to his groin as his cock pumped half a cup of sperm straight into her stomach.
When he let her go, she pulled the blindfold down and looked up at him, but he could see her confusion. She wasn't sure if she was mad at him, for making her do... that, but she was also mad at herself for liking it so much.
“Billy, please, don't look at me like that! It's not my fault; I never WANTED to be this way!” she wailed, and so he lowered the tie once again. This time, his member filled all of her vision, and she could look at nothing else. “Please don't hate me; I never wanted this! I didn't even know about ANY of this until that bet today!”
“You're a little slut, little sister, but you don't have to be the only one, you know,” he told her, and she looked up at him, confused again.
“Huh?” she asked. “What do you mean, not the only one?”
“You don't have to be the only slut who sucks me off, you know. I mean, how are you going to keep this a secret from your best friend? Bring her over to spend the night, and she'll be on her knees next to you, and you'll have someone to keep the secret with you.”
She looked at him, wide-eyed. Margo? Margo was her best friend, and she couldn't imagine her doing this! Then an image of the petite little redhead on her knees, with Billy's cock about to enter her mouth.
Billy saw the look in his sister's eyes go from uncertainty to glee, and knew he had been right about her. His sister was a little slut, and she'd do everything she could to get her friend here and in position to kneel. All Billy had to do was not fuck this up and he'd have two pretty young girls doing everything he'd ever seen in porno videos.
“You liked doing that, didn't you, Jenny? You liked having my cock in your mouth, didn't you?” he asked, knowing that her answer was yes, even though she couldn't meet his eye anymore or admit it out loud. She gave the barest of nods, but he saw it and his smile got bigger. “Show her, bring her over here and show her how much fun this is. Call her right now, and we can go over and pick her up in my car. We have all weekend, after all.”
He handed her his phone, and she took it without saying anything. She didn't even look at him; just sat there on her knees and listened to it ring on the other end.
“Hi, is Margo there?” she said. “Hi, it's Missy, you want to come over this weekend?” She listened for a moment. “Yeah, go ask your Mom. My brother has a car, so we can come get you, and bring you back home again tomorrow. Or Sunday, whatever. Go ask your Mom, I'll wait.”
“Well, my brother's here, and he's the one driving, but my Mom's home, too. It's not like you'll be unsupervised or anything.” Jenny held the phone to her ear, but she looked up at her brother. “She's getting permission, but yeah, we can go get her anytime.”
She listened to the phone another moment, then smiled at her brother. “She can come over. Let's go get her.”
“Not quite yet,” he smiled at her. “There's still one more thing I want to do to you before we go.”
“What is it?” she asked, looking at his cock, which was starting to droop after he'd come so much. “What else can we do? It's not like you're ready again or anything... are you? We're not going... all the way yet, are we?”
“You're ready to get fucked, aren't you, little sister? That blowjob made you horny, didn't it?” He laughed again, seeing her face as she realized the truth of his statement. “No, you're safe from penetration... for now,” he smiled. “But, it's your turn. Get on the bed and take your panties off. It's my turn to taste you!”
She offered no resistance as he helped her to her feet, but she wasn't really cooperating, either. She stood and let him take her panties down to her knees, and sat on the bed when he made her move backward, but she had a glassy look in her eyes, as if she wasn't all the way there.
“Oh, Billy, we can't do this...” she whispered, as he made her lay down on her back. “Billy, please, no, we can't-”
He pushed her legs up and spread her knees, so that they were beside her torso, then he moved her arms so that they were holding her legs open and apart for him. He grinned at her, seeing her so exposed like this, and the apprehension in her eyes was precious.
“Don't be scared, Missy, this won't hurt either,” he said, then licked his tongue up her slit and circled her clit. She gasped out loud and closed her eyes, throwing her head back and collapsing onto her back as he kept up his kissing, sucking, and licking.
“Oh!” she moaned loudly. “Oh my God! Do this to Margo, too! She HAS to know how good this feels!” -->
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