Bible Belt Blues

This story includes explicit depictions of bisexual acts between pre-teen and young teen boys and girls (b/g, b/b and g/g) as they discover their sexuality in a difficult and abusive environment. If you are underage or it is illegal to view this for any reason, consider yourself warned. If you find this type of material offensive, please read no further.

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Bible Belt Blues

Chapter 15 - Our first time

Ginny was deep in thought for a moment and then she turned to me and asked, “Do you remember the conversation we had while you were hanging upside-down yesterday? Maybe you could have the same conversation with Veronica?”

As I recalled, once I was upside-down the previous day on the fort ladder there was not a lot in the way of conversation going on. I frowned in confusion. Then I saw Ginny wink at me. I finally got it.

Veronica flopped backwards onto the bed with a frustrated groan, covering her face with her hands. “I don't want to talk about it, ok,” she stated through her hands.

I remembered what Ginny had said about going slow. I moved over next to her and gently rubbed her chest. I felt her flinch slightly. “I'm sorry, Veronica. I had no idea this would be so difficult for you,” I cooed.

She said nothing and just stayed there, hands still over her face. I slowly began to get back into the nipple sucking and tweaking. At first, she was completely unresponsive, but gradually, I felt her get more excited with her breathing becoming faster.

I lazily trailed my fingertips lightly over the top of her skin, first around her nipples, then going in ever-bigger circles, tracing the edges of her firming breasts. I traced down across her tummy and then diverted out down to her hips and down her legs.

I saw Ginny silently mouth the word “Chicken!” while smirking at me as I bypassed Veronica's groin area. I eventually reversed direction and worked my way back to her nipples again. At some point, Veronica took her hands from her face. I leaned in and kissed her passionately. She responded.

We kissed for what felt like days but at the same time no time at all, while exploring each other's bodies with our hands, but avoiding our respective groins - I was taking my lead from Veronica.

Then I felt her hand brush past my dick and then she returned for seconds, purposefully holding and squeezing it slightly. It was unexpected and I flinched, involuntarily sucking in air. I felt her falter and nearly pull back.

“It's cool, Veronica. You just surprised me, that's all,” I quickly reassured her. The kissing and the touching had got me excited and my dick was almost at full mast. The last thing I wanted was for it all to stop.

“What do I do?” she asked.

I noticed Ginny had left the room. It was now up to me to take it from here, so I said. “Let me turn around so we can each get better acquainted,” I said spinning into the 69 position.

“I had no idea that a kid without hair could be so big!” she said seeing my dick up close.

My dick was now straining at full mast and was hurting. I quickly pulled my foreskin back over the head to alleviate the pressure.

“Its getting even longer!” she exclaimed.

“Let me show you how to handle it,” I said, taking her hand and placing it around my shaft. I showed her how to gently move up and down the shaft with her hand. “Don't touch the head directly. It's too sensitive right now,” I explained.

She started to jerk me off, slowly and tentatively at first. Then she started to get the hang of it. I could feel myself getting excited and my breathing and heart rate increased.

I started slowly around her cunt, massaging her outer lips and the skin between the bottom of her slit and her asshole. I then gently parted her lips and found her clit. I worked my fingers gently up and down her slit around her clit, back around and spiraled inwards and outwards. She was getting very wet and she was starting to moan.

I decided it was time to move to the next level. I gently flicked my tongue out at her clit. Veronica gasped and she stopped working my dick while I continued my assault on her clit.

She eventually said in a husky voice, “How can I return the favor?”

“Lick my head like it's your favorite lollipop,” I urged. She did not need to be told twice. I felt my head being given a good tongue lashing. She then combined the licking with continuing with jerking my shaft, driving me wild. I was grunting and moaning too.

I decided that two could play that game and I engulfed her clit and began sucking and swirling my tongue round and over it. I felt her involuntarily shiver at my touch and she moaned.

I also took my right index finger and carefully tried to work it up her channel. I found that it was very different from Ginny's. Ginny's had been wide open at the entrance. Veronica's had a flap of skin in front. There was a hole near the top, but it was small. I could barely fit my pinkie finger through it into her channel. It was also very sensitive I discovered. I later found it was called her cherry.

I could not get into her channel much at all with my finger without causing her pain. I was confused because it was not like Ginny's channel. I could hear Veronica moan and occasionally flinch and cry out when I was working her channel too vigorously.

I wondered if I could be more gentle about it and then a thought occurred to me. I stopped sucking her clit and instead worked her clit with my fingers as I had before. I used my tongue to flick in and out of her channel. I started to gently force my tongue deeper and deeper through the hole. She moaned, whimpered and shivered as I did this.

“Oh, Brandon! That feels so good and so bad, all at the same time,” she managed to get out between her moans and whimpers.

I felt my tongue begin to make some ground against her cherry, which seemed to now be stretching and the hole was becoming wider.

“I want you in me so bad!” she complained. At first I thought she was talking about my tongue getting through the barrier. Then it hit me. She wanted to have sex!

I spun round again, kneeling in front of her cunt. Veronica drew her legs up and put them against my shoulders. She guided my dick to the entrance of her channel. “Go slow, ok?” she pleaded.

I nodded and carefully worked my dick head into the hole I had widened by my actions earlier. I could feel her skin flap flexing, stretching and getting wider every time I applied pressure to it with the head of my dick. This went on for a few minutes. I was still not properly into her channel, though.

“Argh, shit! That hurts so good!” she exclaimed. I began to back off, but she grabbed my butt with both hands and forced me all the way in. I felt my dick tear through her barrier at last and into her channel.

“Aah! Ow! Shit! That hurts like a bitch! Don't move!” she yelled. I couldn't move anyhow as she held my buttocks tight, my dick forced fully into her channel. After a little while, her breathing returned to normal and she relaxed. “Very gentle now,” she warned.

I carefully began to thrust in small movements in and out of her channel. Man it was tight! The pressure on my dick was enormous, especially at the entrance. I would have already cummed but I had been thrown off by Veronica being in so much pain.

“Faster and deeper!” she gasped after a little while. I obliged, beginning to use my hips to thrust in full deep strokes in and out of her cunt. Man, what a feeling. Her cunt was on fire and her channel was so tight. My dick was completely surrounded and almost clamped immobile in a sheath of fiery rippling ribbed flesh every stroke. Without her natural lubrication, it would have been jammed in there for sure. I had to really work at it to drive my dick in and out.

We both began to reach the avalanche of our orgasms. I sped up my thrusts and began to pound into her cunt, my young balls now slapping into the base of her cunt every stroke. Our breathing became ragged. Veronica was the first to go over the edge, yelling, “Brandon, oh Brandon! Yesss!” and then she screamed and pulled me in tight. I felt the muscles around my dick in her channel clench and she bucked her hips as her channel pulsed and she moaned in ecstasy.

The new and different feeling her orgasm gave me caused me to climax as well. I yelled, “Veronica, I'm cumming. Aaagh!” as I felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over me as my pulsing dick tried to keep time with her own pulsing orgasm.

I collapsed on top of her and we lay there, skin on skin contact, my dick still deeply embedded in her. Both of our chests were heaving, and it took ages for us to recover. I had never been so intimate with someone before. We were one body, struggling for breath.

Eventually, she kissed me gently and deeply. I felt like we could go again and I began to thrust again. She stopped me gently and held me to her. “I'm too sore to go again, much as I would love to. That was amazing. You're awesome Brandon!” she said fondly stroking my face with her hand and running her other hand gently through my hair. We stayed like that for some time, just enjoying the warmth of each other's bodies and our closeness.

Eventually, I pulled out and noticed that Veronica was bleeding, a small trickle of blood was coming out of her channel and seemed to be coming from her cherry. I noticed a box of Kleenex on the table next to us and grabbed it and took handfuls of them to help mop up the mess before it got onto everything. It was too late. Quite a lot of blood had already got onto the sheet of the sofa bed.

I was now very worried. I hoped I had not seriously damaged Veronica. She could see the worry on my face.

“Don't worry, Brandon. Blood becomes a monthly part of a girl's life when we start puberty. I'm used to it. I'll be fine,” she reassured.

“I'm relieved to hear that, but the mattress is going to be ruined,” I pointed out.

We both got up and Veronica pulled off the sheet. Under the sheet was another sheet, this second one waterproof. It was stained but the blood had not got through this and into the mattress.

“When my cousins come to stay, they sleep here. One of them is still a bed-wetter. We put the waterproof sheet on to save the mattress,” she explained.

“It's my turn to do the washing tonight, so I can sort this out without anyone noticing. I'll just go and soak these. Please help me by getting dressed and pack away the sofa bed while I do that, ok?” she instructed and left the room with the stained sheets.

I cleaned up my blood-stained dick and groin with Kleenex. I got dressed and packed away the bed. Ginny poked her head in and asked if I wanted a drink. She had been sitting in the kitchen during our fun.

We sat around the kitchen table and drank cokes.

“You all seemed to be having fun,” said Ginny smiling.

“Yeah, but I'm mighty raw now,” grimaced Veronica. “But it was like completely worth it.”

“That was awesome, Veronica. I'm really sorry if I hurt you,” I said.

“Don't worry about that none. I'm good. You're a very considerate lover, Brandon,” Veronica replied soothingly, smiling at me.

“This is the end of the line for me,” said Ginny. “If you all want to hook up again, you're on your own.”

“Brandon, don't get me wrong. You're a great lover and cute as a sackful o’ puppies, but I'm older than you and I really don't know much about you. We don't go to the same school, don't have the same friends and I'm not ready for a boyfriend. I wanted to play out my fantasy, which you have been awesome at making happen, but that's it for me,” said Veronica bluntly.

I was initially shocked. I thought that what we had done was special and it made sense to me that we should continue that. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that Veronica was right. I was a bit sad but I was also thankful that we had our first times together.

We said our goodbyes and I gave Veronica one last passionate kiss. Then I left and headed home, feeling a little sad but grateful for the experience I had with Veronica.