Ray Todd

The preacher_s family

CHAPTER ONE

Jill Baxter, a pretty girl with shoulder-length brown hair, was slouched in a deep cushioned chair, her slim tanned legs spread out on the floor. Staring off into space, her index finger was absently tracing circles around her dimpled navel, punctuating her lovely flat stomach that was so deliciously exposed between her cut-off hip-huggers and her amply filled halter. Jill Baxter was a picture of innocent beauty, but her hot cunt was dripping with juices of passion. Her aunt had been aflame with excitement since the conversation with her friend, Betty, earlier that day. Although neither girl had ever had any real sexual experiences, sex was always their main subject of conversation, but this afternoon's conversation had been something different.

Betty had told her about a really wild thing that had happened to her during a recent trip to her aunt and uncle's home. Betty had told Jill how her older cousin had taken her into his bedroom and asked her to play with his cock. Flames had seared through Jill's pussy as she listened to Betty describe the earth-shaking experience. Betty told her how hard and hot her cousin's cock felt, and explained how she slid the soft foreskin up and down his trembling shaft. Jill almost went wild when Betty told her about the hot white juices that gushed out of his exciting cock. Jill made Betty tell her over and over again, in every detail, and now sitting slouched in the chair, she was going over it again in her suddenly sex-crazed.

Jill glanced across the room at her old brother, Jack, who was intently reading a copy of Sports Illustrated. Jack had just finished high school and was going to attend Arizona State University this fall on a baseball scholarship, and Jill was very proud of her big athletic brother. It was a Friday evening and Jill knew that Jack would be leaving soon to take Linda Lewis to a movie. Jack and Linda had been going together since they were in junior high and they planned to be married when he finished college. Linda was the daughter of Reverend Frank Lewis, who had been very close friends with Jill, Jack and their mother since their father's death a few years ago. Reverend Lewis had been like a father to Jill and her brother, guiding and advising them through their adolescence. Jill's mother had always depended on Reverend Lewis' counsel in times of stress.

Watching her brother across the room, she wished he would stop treating her as a pest, and for some unknown reason, she hoped he would stay home this evening. Jill hated it when her mother was out of town. Mrs. Baxter was the private secretary to Mr. George Walton, president of Walton Industries, and she often had to accompany him on business trips, as she had this weekend.

Suddenly Jill got up and walked across the room and sat down on the floor in front of her brother.

"Jack?" she muttered hesitatingly.

"Bug off, Sis," he mapped. "I'm frying to read."

"Are you going out tonight?" she persisted.

"Who with?"

"Linda," he answered absently. "Now go away and play."