Time: August 17, 1935
Place: Depression Era Appalachian hills
Today is my birthday. I'm now a full-growed fella of 21 years in age. I was born and raised right here in these Smoky Mountain backwoods hills. I reckon I'm right proud of my Appalachian heritage. My folks have lived in these hills for countless generations. Some 'outside-folks' might call us ignorant redneck-hillbillies, but as far as I'm concerned, they can just kiss my lily-white ass!
I had just woke up and I had to pee real bad, so just naturally, I jumped outta bed shirtless and barefooted and headed for the outhouse. We got what is called a 'two-holer'. Two folks can pee or shit sitting side-by-side. I'm here to tell you that outhouses smell like hot turds in the good old summertime, but I reckon when that's all you got you get used to it.
It's a good thing that we've got us a two-holer because when I opened the door somebody was sitting on one of them holes. Well heck, I just couldn't hold my piss any longer, so I went on in.
My s****r, who is 18, was sitting there peeing. She had her yellow summer- dress hiked clear up over her waist. I seen at first glance that the barefooted gal didn't have on no underwear. I went ahead and pulled my pants down to my knees, held my pecker out, and started peeing.
Now, I know that 'pecker' ain't the right word for that dangly thing hanging between my legs. I'd heard other guys talking, so I knew that it's really called a 'cock' and that thing between a gal's legs is called a 'pussy'. I ain't ignorant. Now that I'm 21, I reckon I ought to use the word 'cock'.
So, I stood there holding my cock with my s****r watching me pee and I knowed that the gal could see every inch of my meaty bone. Just for curiosity's sake, I measured it onct and it reached way out to the 7-inch mark on the yardstick I was using.
That cockbone of mine always gets big and hard whenever I hold it to pee. It was special big this morning with me standing there beside my s****r. Why, I was looking right at that pussy between her legs! I reckoned that the sight of her pussy was hardening my cock!
I said that I wasn't ignorant, but maybe I wasn't being 100 percent correct. My pa says that we live so far back into the deep woods that they have to truck in sunshine. Right now I was wishing that the sunshine truck had brought in a little bit of learning lessons about the differences betwixt male and female bodies. At my advanced age, I outta know more about gals than I did! Goodness, I reckon I'd been too sheltered from the ways of nature! My s*s had been, too.
I stood there studying that pussy of my s****r's with my eyes and my mind. Why it was a real pretty one, it was! It was all puffed-up and mounded real nice. The gal was using her fingers to hold it open so she could pee. I seen a pretty pointy-thing sticking out proud-like. I had been told about how that particular female thing was called a 'clit'. Now, that gal's clit was real fine looking, too.
I was so busy looking at that pretty pussy and clit, that I didn't hear when my s****r said something. So, she repeated it. She looked right at my cock and said, "Jimmie, I said that's a real nice one you've got there in your hands!"
Well, that was a shocker she'd say a thing like that, but her words made me feel real proud-like and warm. My cock growed a little bigger and harder. At 7-inches long it was full man-growed, but I was for sure surprised by its quick-swelling, extra-tight hardness. Why, it seemed like my manpole was showing off itself just because a gal was looking at it!
I reckoned that my s****r knowed I was looking at her pussy, so I let her know what I thought about it. I said, "Thanks Janie, I'm glad you like my cock. I like your pussy, too! I reckon it is the prettiest pussy I've ever seen. Lordy, I like it a lot!"
Right then and there, I decided I wanted to tease the gal a little bit. Why I like teasing my s****r more than anything in this world! So I said, "I still like your pussy, even though it's broke!"
Well, the gal had a look of puzzlement come to her eyes. She spoke in startled surprise, "What do you mean 'even though it's broke'? Why, Jimmie, my pussy ain't broke!"
I knowed I'd get a quick reaction out of that gal. This redheaded s****r of mine was quick-tempered at times, but I went ahead and teased her some more anyways. I was smiling with mischief when I said, "Why, Janie gal, it is so broke! It's got a great big crack running right up the middle!"
A big grin broke out on the gal's face. She giggled and laughed. Best of all, she didn't get mad. She knowed I was just teasing. She teased me right back by saying, "I reckon my pussy is cracked, but that don't hurt it none. You sure are looking at it a lot with bug-eyed stares! Besides, your cock ain't perfect neither. It's got a big hole right in the end of it!"
It was now my turn to giggle and laugh. I winked at her and said, "Gal, that's my pee-hole and you damn-well know it! But, that's not all that can come out of it. I can shoot out milky-white cream from it, too!"
Another startled look appeared on the gal's face. She spoke with disbelief in her voice, "Oh no, you can not! You ain't no milk-cow and you cain't shoot out cream! Whoever heard the like? You're just funning me again, ain't you?"
When I answered the gal, I took every hint of a giggle out of my voice. I said, "Oh yes, I can and I ain't k**ding! I bet you I can prove it!"
That gal answered real quick, "Ok mister, you go ahead and prove it! I bet it cain't be done! What do you want to bet? There's no way I can loose this wager!"
Well, I thought about it for a minute before answering. I then thought of something special I wanted. I was looking at her pussy when I said, "If I win the bet, you'll have to give me what I want for my birthday. If I don't win, then I'll give you a 5 dollar bill."
The eager gal quickly reached for my hand and shook it to seal the deal. She sealed it further by saying, "Ok mister, you've got a deal, but what is it you want for your birthday? I ain't got no money to buy nothing. Do you want something homemade? I can do that."
I answered her with a sly grin on my face, "Yep, I guess you could say that what I want would be 'homemade'. It wouldn't cost a dime. What I want for my 21th birthday is to fuck you! I ain't never had my cock inside a gal's pussy before, but I hear tell it's a lot of fun. And Janie, I'd rather fuck you than any other gal I know!"
That gal's eyes got real biglike and glisteny. I guess my words were a shocker to her. But when she spoke, she was the one with shocking words, "Oh Jimmie, I think that would be a fine birthday present for me to give to you! I wish I'd thought of it when I had my 18th birthday last month. I would have asked you to fuck me as a present. I've been wanting to do it with you, so even if I loose this bet, I'll still let you fuck me! But, I won't loose, because there ain't no way in this world you can make cream come out of your big cock!"
Those were real comforting words. I was glad that she wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted to fuck her. Now it was time for me to either 'shit-or-get-off-the-pot' and I was thinking what better place than a shithouse to do it? It was time for me to prove up on my bet.
I moved until I was standing in front of the gal. I stood between her legs with my pants pulled down to my ankles. I didn't have on shoes or a shirt, so I just stepped out of the pants and underwear. I was completely nek**!
Now, back here in the hills, we got ourselves a notion about the difference betwixt the words 'naked' and 'nek**'. If you ain't got no clothes on then you're naked. If you ain't got no clothes on and you're up to something fun-loving and wicked then you're nek**!
So, nek** I was and nek** I felt! I looked at my s****r and said, "s*s, I need your help for a minute. I need for you to play with my cock. Maybe you can kiss it or suck it or something like that."
Well, the gal took me at my word and she didn't need any further instruction. Letting nature be her guide, she grabbed hold of my cock with both hands then she squeezed, and she pulled, and she tugged. My erection was even stiffer than before. My cockhead popped in and out from its hiding place inside her hands. Janie gasped, "Oh my God, Jimmie it's so pretty! It's so big and hard! I didn't know it'd be this much fun to play with! Oh, wow, I love it!"
Just to prove her point, the gal squirmed around and dropped down on her knees in front of me. With my cock in her hands, she leaned over and kissed it then she kissed it again. Her kisses went up and down the elongated cockshaft. She reached down for the hem of her yellow summer-dress and pulled it up and over her head. Not only did she not have on panties, she had no bra on either. She too was now completely jaybird nek**!
I looked down and saw my s****r's tender, young titties. They were not very big at all. Each one would probably fit snuggly inside a good sized coffee mug. Even though they wasn't all that big, they were surely nice tits to look at! They had cute little pointy, dime-sized nipples budding out. Them buds was rosy-pink with pale-pink, quarter-size areola frames circling around them.
I watched as that gal leaned forward and wrapped my cock in a firm tittie-hold. She used her hands to squeeze my shaft in a soft, warm tittie-vise. My horny-hard erection felt like it was resting on billowy pillows in tittie-heaven.
The gal then did something that made my cock shiver with joy and quiver with excitement. She released my shaft from her tittie-grip and grabbed it again with both hands. She touched my peehole with the tender tip of her tongue. The fiery touch ignited an inferno of lust within my mind. Her moisturized tongue found the sensitive orb of my cockhead then it made a circular odyssey of discovery around this sphere.
My cockcream was boiling and churning inside my ballsack. I looked down to see an unbelievable sight as my cockhead and half of the elongated shaft disappeared into the gal's ravenous mouth. She licked and she sucked furiously. This cock-hungry female gobbled, she slurped, and she played her kissy-licky meat-eating games.
Time flew by in a flurry of glorious bliss. Lordy, I'd never imagined anything could feel so good! My swollen erection pulsated with fast-racing bl**d. When I knew I could stand no more, I grabbed two hands full of the gal's long, curly, fiery-red hair. I had to stop her. Damn, I was about ready to blow!
As I tugged back viciously on the gal's hair, I whispered a scream, "Oh, goddamn Janie, you've got to let me get my cock out of your mouth! Oh, shit that feels good, but you've got to let go! If you don't, I will choke you to death with my cockcream! Oh, it's coming out now...!"
It was almost too late. I pulled the gal's head away from my cock just as the thick, gooey cream began to spurt. The first pressurized shot hit her bottom lip and her chin. The next shots sprayed her tender titties and nipples. Instinctively, as orgasms wreaked their glorious havoc all over my body, the gal kept on pumping my shaft. More of my cream gushed out and splashed onto her nek** nubile flesh.
My cock-loving s****r refused to give up on the meaty shaft she was milking. This gal's country-girl hands pumped and jerked with an energetic zeal born of lust. Just when I thought I could never in my life have another orgasm, I spasmed as one hit me hard!
Suddenly, the pumping and tugging stopped. My proud, masculine penile rod was slowly softening and my testicle sack was empty. Every last drop of cockcream in me had been milked out!
I was now so weak in the knees that I fell back on my ass onto the outhouse seat. I looked at the female kneeling before me. She was looking at herself. The gal's nek** body was glistening with soaking-wet juices. Cockcream dripped from her chin, her titties, and her nipples.
Grabbing, handfuls of tissue from a roll on the wall, I handed some to my s*s. Together, we tried our best to clean up some of the mess we'd made. I felt a little guilty. Had I let this thing go too far?
Janie's giggles and laughter seemed to answer that question. Her words confirmed it, "Jimmie, why I reckon you won that bet! You 'can' make cream come out of that hole in your cock!"
I grabbed the gal and pulled her onto my lap and I hugged her tight. I kissed her cheek then I kissed her mouth. I kissed her again right smack-dab on her lips. She kissed me right back. My tongue touched her lips and hers touched mine. We kissed again, this time with moistened wet lips. My tongue slipped into her mouth. Her tongue licked mine and mine licked hers. Our tongues teased and played with each other. Without knowing what we were really doing, we tongue-fucked each others mouth.
I hugged my nek** s****r tighter then broke off the mouth-to-mouth tongue-fucking. I had to tell her how I felt. My words were a husky whisper, "Janie babe, I never had no gal to kiss me like this. Your kisses sure are sweet. And babe, I never ever knowed anything could feel as good as what you just did to my cock! Why, I never had no gal mouth-suck my cock! You sure did a mighty-fine job of it! You're the best cocksucker I ever met!"
That gal giggled and her voice sang as she replied, "Jimmie, I'm glad I did it right. I wasn't sure if I was. I ain't never done it before, but I'd like to do it again! So, I'll tell you this; anytime you want that nice cock sucked you just stick it out for me! I'll take care of that job for you. And Jimmie, speaking of jobs, it seems like I owe you a fucking! I ain't never done that before neither, but I been wanting to do it. When do you want to collect on our bet?"
I was the one to giggle now and I kissed her again. I kissed her right on her sweet, hot, cocksucking mouth then whispered, "Babe, after breakfast I'll find us a place where I can collect my fuck, but Janie, I owe you something first. I owe you a pussysucking with my mouth and I'm going to give it to you right now!"
I switched around and sat my s*s on the seat then I knelt between her legs. I collected me a couple more sweet, wet kisses from the gal's puffy-pink lips. That mouth of hers was sure an amazing thing. It was a real nice mouth for kissing and it was a good one for tongue-fucking, but it was best as a 'special-pleasure' mouth for cocksucking. I'm just the fella that ought to know about each and every one of this gal's fine oral qualities!
Pushing Janie back against the shithouse wall, I pulled her hips out and took a good look at them titties of hers. I'd never seen titties this close-up before today. Hers might not be all that big, but they was mighty pretty. My hands found them and started playing merrily. I squeezed and tugged and pulled on the beautiful baubles. I liked the way the two nipples perked-up and got pointy-stiff. I reached over to suck on one then I sucked the other. I might have been a little rough because them pink nubs was getting a little bit red, but Janie wasn't complaining, so I kept on going.
I reckon I touched every inch of them two tasty-tit peaches. I kissed them, and licked them, and sucked on them. They sure was sweet to taste though there was a bit of a sticky-salty flavor to them. I finally figured it was probably the taste of some of the cockcream that had covered the titties when that gal gave me the cocksucking. I guess we didn't wipe it all off.
Speaking of sucking, I still hadn't given Janie that pussysucking I'd promised. I started in on that job, but first I first took a good look at that pretty pussymound. It was the nicest, most glorious nek** female flesh my eyes had ever seen. Them outer pussylips was puffed and mounded-up real proud-like.
Some kinda inborn reckoning told me that Janie had started in on her monthly bleeding cycles a few years ago. Why, with maturity's blessings, that pretty pussy of hers had sprouted a nice bush of curly red hair on it! Still, there surely was a whole lotta pussymound bare and exposed for my eyes to see. I knowed my eyes were sure feasting on the sight.
I just had to touch that precious pussy staring me in the eyes. I grabbed a heaping handful, first with one hand and then the other. My fingers just naturally began to squeeze, and pull, and play.
I knowed that Janie was trying to lay still, but her hips was wiggling a little and her breathing was gitting faster. I looked up and she smiled at me. She spoke with a smile in her voice, "Jimmie, that's sure a pleasurable feeling."
I smiled back at her and replied, "Janie, gal, that ain't nothing yet. I ain't even started in on your pussysucking! But honey, I'm getting ready to do it right now."
And, that's just exactly what I did. I leaned over and kissed that puffy pussy. I kissed it right on the crack of the lips. I then kissed the outside pussylips. I kissed the tender flesh between the pussy and her thigh. I kissed each side of the bushy pussymound.
Next, I used my tongue and followed the path my mouth had taken. I licked the pussylips and the soft inner thighs. I licked the pussyslit that concealed the clit. By now that pussymound was firm and stiff with sexual arousal.
Finally, I spread the swollen pussylips and exposed the clit. Why, my eyes beheld a magnificent jewel that bedazzled them! Up until this morning, I'd never even seen a clit. With six younger s****rs, I'd had occasional peeks at pussies, yet I'd never seen a clit! I was awestruck by the splendorous sight. It was love at first sight!
Just to prove this point, I kissed that clit and then I licked it. My lips closed around it. I sucked, I pulled, and I tugged. I licked, and tickled, and teased. I was becoming lost in some kinda pussyclit intoxication. I touched the tip of my tongue to the gal's peehole. I couldn't gain entry because the hole was just too small.
Although, I was sexually inexperienced, I knew that somewhere down there Janie had another hole. I'd been told that gals have pussyholes. This hole would be a lot bigger than a peehole. Suddenly, my tongue found it and the fact of me finding it was an absolute accident!
My tongue was slippery-wet from pussy and clit kissing, sucking, and licking. I had explored lower down inside the spread-open pussymound. Suddenly, my slippery tongue plunged tip-first into an opening. Why, it sank into a warm, inviting vaginal cavity! Having found a comforting home inside, my slicky mouthcock twirled around and around testing and tasting.
Janie's hips were wiggling and squirming. She had a handhold on my head and her fingernails were digging in. That gal found her voice and whispered, "Ooh, ooh, ooh, Jimmie... What's happening? Ooh, goodness... Ooh, my God, that feels good! Ooh, wow, I love it!"
I stopped and pulled my head back for a few seconds. I wanted to see the hole where my tongue had gotten lost. All I could see was the entrance so I pushed and Janie spread her legs wider. I spread her pussylips wider, too. It was then my eyes saw pink! The opening to this gal's pussyhole was a pretty pink in color! It was a scorching-hot, dazzling pink! It was the most amazing color combination my eyes had ever seen. This was surely the prettiest, pink pussyhole I'd ever see in all my living days!
My eyes didn't linger long. I'd promised my s****r a pussysucking and that's what I intended on giving her! My mouth and tongue ravaged her clit. I savagely kissed it and sucked it. I violently flicked it and licked it.
Janie just sat there with her hips squirming and twisting while her mouth let out quiet sighs and wanton moans. That gal's fingernails bit into my scalp and her fingers pulled my hair.
Cupping my tongue to make it stiffer, I plunged it inside that gal's pussyhole. It hit an unexpected obstruction. My probing explorer had found her virginal veil. I shoved it harder against the unbroken hymen. Janie let out a quiet scream. I started to pull back, yet her hands on my head held me. Her pussymuscles tugged at my tongue and her hips bucked against me.
I didn't bust through the tender hymen, but I did lick it and tease it mercilessly. My stiffened mouthrod was circling round and round inside that pussyhole. Then I started thrusting my slippery wetness in and out, in and out. I was tongue-fucking my s****r Janie's pussyhole.
That gal's hips started bucking up to meet my probing, penetrating tongue. A slippery river of vaginal moisture added additional lubrication. I was pushing into her and she was pushing back against me. We got into a steady pussyeating rhythm. But, all of a sudden, her hips got to bucking faster and faster. To keep up with her, I began licking and thrusting faster and harder.
All at once, that gal let out a joyful, squealing scream. I knowed then that my pussysucking was making her have the same wondrous, spine-tingling feeling that her cocksucking had done to me.
When the gal screamed again, her pussy commenced to spray my face with spurts of warm moisture. As she continued to squeal and cry with orgasmic pleasure, I marveled at the fact that female bodies could make cum too. While mine was a creamy white, her cum was a clearer, watery juice.
After several more pleasurable squeals and screams, Janie lay still. I was glad the shithouse was far enough away from the back door to the kitchen that her squeals and screams couldn't be heard inside. I'd been told some gals are 'screamers', but I surely didn't suspect that my Janie would be one.
I pulled Janie down into a sitting position in my lap on the outhouse floor. With lips still wet from pussysucking, I kissed her and she kissed me. I reckon what I was feeling was mostly lust, but I was also having something I'd heard called a 'lovey-dovey' emotion. By the way this gal was kissing me I figured that she might be feeling it, too.
After kissing and playing touchy-feely for a little while, we dressed and headed to the house for breakfast. We'd both already had a right-fine morning-time dessert. I'd had a nice piece of fresh, warm, tender pussy and she'd had a heaping mouthful of creamy-cock. I reckon we'd both had some fine eating!
It was turning out to be a real fine day. I reckon this was a birthday I wouldn't forget. And, best of all, we hadn't even got to the fucking part yet! Together, Janie and I and ran to the house.
We went in the back door and I saw Ma turn from the kitchen stove. She was making pancakes. She was a real fine cook, she was. She was also a suspicious female-lady and didn't mind speaking up whenever she had something to say. She said something now, "You two, where in-the-devil have you been? Janie, I thought you brushed your hair this morning. How come it's all tangled in a mess?"
u*********sly, Janie's eyes looked towards me. Her face was starting to turn red. Before she could make a confession to deeds of wickedness with her b*****r, I spoke up, "Ma, I went to the outhouse to pee. Janie was hogging it to herself. When I finally got in, we got to fussing and wrastling. I reckon I messed up her hair."
This explanation was the best I could come up with on such short notice. It was mostly a bold-faced lie! I surely wasn't going to tell Ma that I was sucking Janie's pussy and I wasn't going to say that Janie was sucking my cock. At least the last part of what I said was the truth. I reckon I did mess up her hair!
Well, I knowed that my ma wasn't no ignorant hillbilly and I knowed that I gave a half-assed answer to her question. But, she took it! She didn't make a fuss. She looked squarely at the both of us and said, "Next time ya'll wait till after breakfast to do your fooling around! Janie, get over here and help me feed this brood."
And that was the end of that. The awkward moment had passed, but I had a strong suspicion in my mind that Ma knowed more than she let on. She most likely had a pretty good idea about what might have messed up Janie's hair.
The 'brood' Ma was feeding gathered at the table. There was Ma and Pa. And, then seven k**s took their seats. I was 21. Janie was 18. Ginnie was 16. Betsy was 14. Peggy was 12. Jeanie was 8. Becky was 4. Ma had the next one in her belly big and, most likely, it was another gal.
With breakfast over, Pa headed of to work at our secret moonshine still. My job today was to scout the woods and keep a lookout for lawmen and revenuers. Moonshine making might be i*****l, but heck there wasn't no jobs to be had excepting for slaving away in a coalmine hole. Times might be hard, but you put either Pa or me into one of them holes then you might as well say the Amen words and send our souls straight to Heaven or Hell!
Ma and the gals started straightening up the house. There was only a few rooms in our sturdy, log-framed backwoods cabin. Ma and Pa's bed was in the front living room. All the gals shared two beds in the middle room. I had a small lean-to room off to the side.
Traipsing of to my room, I grabbed a ratty old blanket and stuffed it into a small backpack. Picking up my double-barreled shotgun and a mixed box of birdshot and buckshot shells, I stopped in the kitchen, looked at Ma, and said, "I think I'll go bag a squirrel or two. I might even get enough for supper. I might be passing near that old honey tree in the woods. Ma, you want me to get you a jar of honey?"
Before Ma had a chance to answer, a chorus of female voices spoke. All six of my s****rs said, "Jimmie, can I go with you? Will you take me? Jimmie, will you please let me go?"
I knowed they would ask. They always did. Hating to disappoint them, I had to reluctantly say, "No gals, I cain't take you. Ya'll make too much of a racket, every one of you. Well, all but Janie. She's the only one that's ever quiet enough to not scare off the squirrels."
Ma came over to me and held out two empty, quart-sized jars and a big wooden spoon. She said, "Here take these to get the honey and take Janie along with you, too. That gal is the best bee charmer in these hills so she can help you get the honey without getting stung."
That did it! That's just what I wanted to happen! I wanted to get Janie off into the backwoods so I could get my fuck. I had won my bet so I intended on collecting my winnings. Janie was going to give me a birthday fucking.
I was real proud of myself because it was a pretty-slick plan I had and Ma had fallen for it! She had no idea that me and Janie had plans for a fucking party. Why, she had no clue. Or didn't she? She gave in mighty easy and she'd played along too quick, but surely she wouldn't send Janie off to get fucked on purpose! Would she? Times were hard and you took your fun where you could, but mothers don't send their daughters off to get screwed by their sons, do they?
Putting the questions out of my mind, I set off with Janie following me into the deep woods. As that barefooted gal skipped along, I could tell by the bouncing titties inside her dress that she hadn't bothered to take the time to put on a bra. I reckon I was wondering about whether or not she had put any panties on either. Lordy, but wasn't that gal a wondrous sight to behold!
So wondrous a sight, was she, I just naturally had to grab up the gal into my arms ever once in a while and kiss her special-sweet, highly-kissable lips time after time. My muscular arms held her tightly and I gave her curvaceous female form lots of gyrating body-against-body hugs.
After a long hike, we were there. A slow moving creek bordered a hidden meadow. Spreading out the ratty old blanket, I placed my backpack on it then I handed the two jars to Janie while I took the spoon.
We walked a short distance to the old, dead, lightning-struck tree where the honey bees made their nectar. Neither me nor Janie was afraid of the bees, but I reckon Ma was right about this gal being the best bee-charmer. I held the jars while she filled them with honey. When the jars were full some of the sweet syrup spilled onto our hands. Licking it off the best we could, our mouths soon became coated with sugary honey.
Suddenly, a wild, wicked thought entered my head. Giving in to temptation, I leaned towards Janie to get a kiss. My sticky-wet, honey-coated lips met hers. Sweet passion was reignited. I now knowed I had to fuck this gal pretty damn soon! That sexy young lady knowed it, too!
Heading back to the blanket, the two of us dropped to our knees on it and sat the brimming jars of honey down. Reaching for the hem of Janie's dress, I pulled it up and off her feminine form. I quickly discovered that my assumptions were correct. This gal had no bra on and bless my soul she had no panties on either! My s****r was now bare-assed jaybird-nek**. And I loved it, I surely did!
Quickly, I stripped my own clothes off and I laid down on my back on the blanket. Janie laid down too, but she didn't just lay beside me, that gal jumped right on top of me! That pretty pussy of hers was laying on my meaty erection. My cock was sure-enough hardened-up tight. Why, my bl**d was justa pumping fiercely up and down my whole cockshaft.
I reckon Janie felt my heartbeat through the cock pressed to her pussy. That gal reached up and give me a half-dozen wet kisses. Quick-as-a-wink, she then jumped off of me and bent down. She planted more kisses right on my throbbing manhood. She kissed up and down the whole length of my shaft then she kissed my cockhead and licked it. That gal then stuck my cock into her mouth and sucked! Oh shit, it was good! Here I was getting my second cocksucking of the day!
But, wait a blessed damn minute, I didn't bring my s****r up here for a cocksucking! I was supposed to be getting a fucking! Reaching down, I grabbed two hands full of tangled red hair and yanked that gal's head away from my cock. I pulled her away just in time.
I spoke a little bit harshly, "Oh damnit, Janie! I don't want you to make me shoot my load just yet! Why, I ain't fucked you yet, but gal that sure felt good! I'll say one thing; you're a mighty-fine cocksucker!"
Janie giggled and laughed then attempted to grab my cock again. Pulling hard on her hair, I f***ed her to jump atop me again, but this time I pulled her far enough up to where I could get my mouth on her titties. Her small breasts looked bigger leaning over the way she was. Them two beauties dangled in the air invitingly.
Well, I didn't need no engraved invitation to that gal's tittie-eating party! Just the sight of them two perfect peaches was all I needed. I grabbed one with my mouth and sucked on a delectable nipple. It was pointy, stiff, and tasty. I gave the other nipple the same sucking then I kissed, and licked, and sucked every inch of them twin tits.
I was needing a fucking real bad, but I still had some more sucking I wanted to do. Throwing Janie over onto her back, I dove down towards her pretty pussymound. In the bright sunlight her pussy was even prettier than it was this morning in the outhouse and I was just as eagerly excited as I had been then!
I kissed that precious pussy again and again. I kissed it all over. Lord-a-mercy, I loved that pussy! I spread them puffed-up pussylips so I could get to the wondrous clit I adored. I reckoned that Janie's clit was my favorite part of her whole danged female body! My mouth captured that erect little cockteaser protrusion. I flicked it and licked it with my tongue. I kissed, and licked, and sucked mercilessly. Janie wiggled and squirmed and moaned.
That gal's moans was getting louder and, after a few minutes, she commenced squealing. She wasn't yet screaming, but I knowed she was close to it. Well, she could squeal and scream all she wants to out here in these deep woods!
I was surely having fun with that tasty pussy. That pussy tasted like... It tasted like... Well, it tasted like nothing I'd ever had in my mouth. Why, it was delicious! Them two titties was mighty-good tasting, too! The pussy and titties were sweeter even than honey!
Speaking of honey, a wicked, mischievous idea came into my head. I let go of that pussy, reached for a jar of honey, and took the top off. I touched a finger inside then I dripped several drops onto Janie's mouth. I kissed her honey-sweetened lips. Our mouths and tongues kissed, and licked, and sucked the sweet nectar. We began to tongue-fuck each others honey-sweet mouths.
As I kissed that gal, an all-over tingly feeling ran through by heart. Okay, so most of my feelings might be lust, but I sure was feeling a lotta love-like emotions, too. By the way that young lady was kissing me back, I knowed she must be feeling some love-like feeling for me, too.
Reaching into the jar again, I came out with two fingers thickly-coated with honey then I dripped several thick, gooey drops onto two tender titties and two nubile nipples. My mouth hungrily grabbed one sweet, syrupy tittie and sucked. I found the other tit and sucked even harder. My teeth bit and my lips pulled and tugged.
I knowed I was getting a little too rough, but damn, I was having fun! I also knowed that some of Janie's moans and squeals was from me hurting her titties, but that gal never once told me to stop, so I didn't. I just kept on sucking.
I was finding out that I sure liked honey-tasting things. I liked honey-flavored lips and I liked honey-flavored nipples and titties. I had me a strong suspicion that I'd probably like honey-flavored pussy, too. And, I had me a theory that honey-flavored clit would be mighty-nice.
I reached for the honey jar again. I needed to prove the worth of my suspicions and the truth of my theory. I dripped honey straight from the jar. I watched as each glistening golden drop splashed onto the tender virginal flesh of my s****r's nice pussy.
I kissed that glorious, golden pussymound with wanton passion. My honey-slick lips and mouth kissed, and licked, and sucked. I opened the pussylips and found the clit. My mouth devoured this inflamed, honey-coated treasure. My lubricated, honey-slick tongue slipped into the pretty-pink pussyhole. I licked in and out and round and round. My tongue slipped deep and pushed savagely against her tender hymen.
Janie squealed and screamed louder. Her hips bucked and thrashed about. Her squeals finally awakened me from my frenzied lust. Oh damn, I cain't do this!
Again, I spoke harshly, "Janie, I didn't come here to tongue-fuck you again! I came to cock-fuck you! And, that's just what I'm going do!"
But, it seems Janie wasn't yet ready to give me the fucking she'd promised. That gal wiggled out from under me and stuck her own fingers into the honey jar. Before I knowed what she was doing, she had grabbed my cock and smeared honey all over it. Next, she popped that meat of mine into her mouth. It was that self-same steaming-hot mouth I'd just gotten my cock out of a few minutes ago. She had recaptured my cockhead and most of my cockshaft.
Well, that wickedly impish sweet gal started sucking away just as if she had a piece of honey-flavored hard-rock candy or a lollipop stuck in her mouth. But, that cock she was sucking on wasn't no goddamn lollipop and it wasn't no piece of candy!
I'll admit that the cock my s****r was sucking on was rock-hard and was probably right-sweet from all the honey coating it, but that cocksucking gal was about to make me loose my mind. The cockcream in my ballsack was churning and boiling and ready to blow. I tried stopping her, but she just kept on latching on to me! I had no more will to fight her off.
That old lady Mother Nature musta warned the young gal that her b*****r's manly erection was about to erupt. The old mother musta told her that if she wanted a fucking then she had better stop sucking. So, stop she did! My cock popped out of her mouth just in time. It didn't blow!
Janie plopped over on her back, spread her legs wide, and gave me a mischievous grin. She winked and she said, "Ok Jimmie, I'm ready to give you your birthday present. You can fuck me now!"
Well, I for sure wasn't hard-of-hearing and I didn't need to be told twiced. I had a gal to fuck and fuck her, I would! I had me a virginal birthday present to open!
But first, I had to get me another good look at that gal's pussy. Lord-a-mercy, it was a pretty sight! I loved that pussy with a lustful passion! I hear tell that some growed-up men can be 'pussy-whipped'. Now, I had no idea as to what that meant, but if it meant that they was fellas that liked pussies, then I had just joined their club! I was now a proud card-carrying-member of the 'pussy-whipped-club' of the backwoods hills!
I kissed on that pussy for a minute or two. I flicked and licked the stimulated clit. That pretty, pink pussyhole was all primed and ready for the entrance of a cock. That virginal cavity was plentifully lubricated with thick, slippery-wet honey. This same lubricant coated my cockhead and the full length of my shaft.
I climbed into position above this glorious gal. That old lady Mother Nature was to be my guide on this virginal voyage. Janie had spread her pussylips apart with her fingers. Grabbing my cock, I slowly entered the gloryhole. I pushed the cockhead in until it was buried just inside the entrance.
Suddenly, Janie released her fingers from holding her pussy open. Her swollen lips wrapped around my engorged erection. The unexpected movement caused her pussy-muscles to suck my cockshaft in deeper. That gal's wiggling hips bucked up violently. I was thrown off-balance, I slipped, and my entire cockshaft disappeared inside her pussyhole. My cock pierced the tender hymen.
Janie screamed! Her short, sharp scream shattered the stillness of our hilltop hideaway. Yet, her hips continued to buck and thrust upwards to meet my pumping cock. Her scream of lost virginity was replaced with squeals and screams of joyful sex delight.
After several minutes, Janie and I settled into a smooth copulating rhythm. Dozens of slow, lazy thrusts of cock into pussy alternated with quick, jackhammer jabs. My honey-lubricated manhood found its soulmate home inside this gal's warm, welcoming vaginal abode.
Sooner than I planned, my cock began to empty its pent-up contents into that sweet young gal's pussy. Steaming-hot, pressurized cockcream spurted as if a raging river had burst through a dam.
I squealed, Janie screamed and we both gave in to the orgasmic rapture of blissful euphoria. That gal's spraying pussy cum mixed with my cock cum and we two surrendered to the forbidden fruits of lust and love.
That gal's young pussy couldn't hold it all. Her pussyhole was too small to hold a fully-erect cock along with a full load of cockcream and honey. The honey-cream mixture mixed with drops of virginal bl**d. As my shaft pumped in and out, her pussy squished sprays of bl**dy honey-cream all over both of us.
My own moans, and sighs, and squeals of sexual delightment joined hers and we became lost in pure pleasurement. Lord-a-mercy, I reckoned that was some fine fucking fun we both was having!
Finally, I stopped pushing my cock into that pussy. Drained empty of all masculine fluids, I rolled off that gal and lay down beside her. We both were fighting to get our breath back. We laid there awhile without moving or saying a word.
When my breath returned, I sat up and looked at that nek** gal. I leaned over and gave her a sticky-wet kiss. We kissed and tongue-fucked a few minutes and then I sat up and pulled her up and plopped her into my lap. I said, "Janie, gal that was a sure-fine birthday present you gave me! That's the best one I ever had! You've got a mighty-fine pussy for fucking! I've sure had a lot of enjoyment with this present!"
Janie wasn't the least bit shy. She was smiling as she replied, "Well, Jimmie the giving of this present of fucking to you was a lot of fun for me, too. Anytime you want some more, you just let me know!"
I hugged her and kissed her and stood up with her cradled in my arms. I carried her towards the slow-running creek. I told her, "Gal, we got a mess all over each other! I didn't know that this fucking business was so messy! We got to get cleaned up before heading home."
I carried Janie into waist-deep water and pitched her out of my arms. She landed with a splash. She's got a wicked temper, but she didn't get mad. She stood and splashed water on me. We splashed, and tussled, and wrastled then we washed off each others slimy, sticky, nek** body. We washed off honey and cream and we washed off virgin bl**d.
That gal kept on grabbing at my cock. Well, that fella was limp and done for. And it wasn't the cold water of the creek that done it. That gal had drained every bit of juice out of it! Why, she'd done it twiced today!
That s****r of mine was for-sure getting cock-crazy, but I reckon I didn't mind! I didn't mind at all! I reckoned that a fella that's pussy-whipped-crazy ought to have a s****r that's cock-crazy. That way, they'd be able to team-up for some fine sucking and fucking together!
We finished our swim and bath, dressed, and headed home. I bagged three fat squirrels along the quiet homeward bound path. Our f****y could have some fine eating for supper.
As we came into sight of the backdoor, Janie stopped me with a worried look on her face. She looked at me and said, "Jimmie, Ma noticed my messed-up hair after we played around in the outhouse this morning. Well, my hair is in a tangled-wet mess now and she'll notice for-sure! She'll know we been swiming and that we didn't take nothing to wear. She might suspect that something else happened! Jimmie, what do you think she'll say?"
I don't know what made me think it and I don't know why I said it aloud, but and idea came straight out of my head and I told it to Janie. I said, "I don't think she'll say nothing at all!"
Turns out that I was abso-damn-lutely right! We walked in the backdoor just as Ma was putting the noonday meal on the table. She looked toward us and saw our still-wet hair. I reckon she saw through our attempts to hide the guilt on our faces, yet she didn't say nothing! She said nary a word!
We all sat and had our meal. That fresh honey tasted mighty-nice on them fresh-baked homemade biscuits Ma had made. All the gals seemed to like it. Of course, me and Janie liked it. We were tasting memories of kissing, sucking, and fucking.
Ma liked the honey, too. I looked at Janie and she looked at me. We both had the same thought speaking silently in our heads, "If Ma only knowed what we'd done with that honey!"
Of course now, this wasn't the only thought running wildly through mind right now. I had no doubt that my cock-loving s*s would probably sneak into my lean-to room tonight and climb into my bed. As a pussy-whipped fella, I knowed I wouldn't be bothered by this at all.
The only thing that did bother me was the illusive answer my questioning mind was wondering about. When I fuck that gal in my nighttime bed, just what in this world can I do to tone down some of her pleasureful squeals and screams!