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Authors name: Cameren Diaz (diaz120@aol.com)
Story title : "Horny Peeping Sister"
Part 5 of 9
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"Where's mom?" she asked as her dad set the casserole
down in front of her and sat down at the head of the
table.
"She had a big meeting with a client," Jim Moon re-
plied, noticing his daughter looked especially radiant.
"Do you know where Tom is?"
"Nope," Becky said quickly, helping herself to the
food.
"I guess we'll start without him, then," Jim sighed.
"Yeah, guess so," Becky mumbled.
As she began to eat, Becky tried to stay calm, but it
wasn't easy. She was relieved that her mother wasn't
there. Somehow her mom always knew when she was lying or
trying to hide something. Still, it made her nervous to
have to lie right to her father's face. She wished that
Tom would hurry up and get his ass home!
Jim watched his daughter move her food around on her
plate, arranging it into little piles and then smashing
them flat. Obviously something was on the girl's mind,
and he wondered what it could be. All the time she and
Tom had been spending together lately had not gone un-
noticed by their usually quiet father. Still, Jim
didn't know exactly how to approach the subject with his
daughter, so he just let them finish their meal in
silence.
When they were about done, Tom burst in through the
back door, school books in hand.
"Sorry dad, I got hung up." He glanced briefly at
Becky. "Where's mom?"
"She had to work late," Jim said, noticing the odd
way his son looked at Becky.
"We didn't know how late you'd be so we've already
finished."
"No sweat, dad," Tom said, heaping a mound of food on
his plate and then heading for the living room. "I
wanted to catch the end of the game anyway."
Jim didn't say anthing as Tom carried his meal to the
couch and turned on the television. Such behavior was
strictly prohibited when Julie was home, but since she
wasn't there, Jim saw no reason the boy couldn't eat
wherever he wanted to. Again alone with Becky, Jim
pushed back his chair and sighed.
"So, how's school?" he asked.
"What?" Becky snapped, her mind so far away, reliving
the events of the evening, that she didn't hear her
father's question.
"I just asked how things were going at school."
"Oh, okay I guess," Becky said, getting up and carry-
ing their dirty dishes to the sink.
As she swept past Jim, he caught the unmistakable
scent of sex wafting from her. Had his little girl just
been fucked? he asked himself.
Becky had her back to her father as she scraped the
plates off and filled the sink with hot water. Her
pussy hurt a little bit from the vigorous finger-fucking
Tom had given it, and she shifted her thighs, trying to
ease her discomfort. Jim noticed her sexy gyrations and
cleared his throat loudly.
"Honey, ah, you're getting to be quite a young woman
and ah, if there's every anything you want to talk about
any questions you might have, you know you can come to
me and I'll help you all I can."
"Thanks, dad," Becky murmured, her back still to
him.
"I know your mother isn't the kind of person who
seems like she'd be easy to talk to about uh, sex, so I
want you to know that I'm available to you."
Becky nodded, her thighs still rubbing together.
As Jim spoke, he got the crazy idea that his daugh-
ter was turned on for some reason. He watched her ass
rock from side to side ever so slightly and found him-
self wanting Becky, wanting her very much. Sex with his
wife was poor at best and, although he didn't want to,
he began to imagine what it would be like to fuck his
own daughter.
"Do you think you know enough about sex?" he asked,
his own blunt question turning him on. "I mean, is
there anything you don't understand?"
"I don't know," Becky shrugged, pressing herself
tighter against the counter.
Was her father coming on to her? Becky wondered.
Again her thoughts returned to the people she had
watched fucking earlier that evening. She imagined them
to have been father and daughter and the idea of actual-
ly getting the chance to have that kind of sexual exper-
ience herself began to appeal to her. But could she do
it? Would her father do it? she wondered.
At that point Jim wasn't sure himself either. But
his daughter drew him like a magnet and he got up and
walked over to her. He stood right behind her as she
soaped the dishes, his body close enough to her so she
could feel his body heat, but not close enough to touch.
"I know it's none of my business honey," he said
softly, pushing her hair to one side and caressing her
bare neck, "but I don't think you were at your piano
lesson tonight. Were you with a boy?"
Becky shrugged.
"Well, it really doesn't matter," Jim said, hugging
her to him. At first Becky was stiff in his embrace, but
when she felt his hard cock against the crack of her ass
she relaxed. Now she knew that he wanted her just as she
wanted him.
"You're right Daddy, I was with a boy tonight," she
whispered, rubbing back against him.
"I hope you didn't do anything foolish," Jim panted,
his arms holding her tight against him and caressing her
curvy sides.
"I didn't let him fuck me, if that's what you mean,"
Becky said boldly, writhing her ass against his hard-on.
"Have you ever been with a boy?" Jim asked, his
hands moving down the front of her body and to the
crotch of her jeans. When she didn't stop him, he rub-
bed the crux of her thighs.
"Only one," she replied, her cunt fucking under her
father's touch.
The top of Becky's blonde head came to just beneath
his chin as he pressed himself against her harder than
ever. His hands were between her upper thighs, and he
could feel the heat of her hot cunt through the fabric
of her jeans. Jim didn't believe what he was doing, but
kept doing it anyway, his hard-on growing stiffer
against Becky's ass.
Becky looked down at her body, and saw her dad's
hands disappearing between her legs. She rolled her head
back against him and sighed. This was the best thing
that had ever happened to her, and she knew that soon
she would be taking her father's cock, just like the
little brunette had. To speed things along, Becky
reached down and unzipped the front of her pants.
"You can stop me any time you want to," her father
panted as he accepted her invitation and moved his hands
inside her jeans and panties.
Becky sighed and wiggled a bit, easing her pants
down around her thighs. Her father's touch made her
tingle, and that surprised her. She would not have
thought that anything could make her feel better than
the things she had done with her brother.
But her father was very much like her brother only
bigger and more experienced. He too, was tall and dark,
and Becky relaxed against him, opening herself up to his
magical touch.
Jim touched the soft, wet folds of her cunt and
sighed with lust. God, what was he doing? Was he out
of his mind? But he couldn't stop, he didn't want to
stop, so he probed the juicy tightness of Becky's young
pussy.
Becky's hands were limp in the dishwater and her
head rolled back against his chest. His cock was throb-
bing behind her, and she wanted it more than anything
she had ever wanted before.
"You gonna fuck me, Dad?" she asked, her voice thick
and odd.
"Do you want me to?"
"Yesss, oh yesss!" she sighed.
Jim kept one finger probing at the open flower of
his daughter's pussy and brought the other back between
their bodies and carefully undid his zipper. His cock
bobbed up, automatically nudging in between Becky's
legs.
Becky whimpered when her father fisted his cock and
guided it to the opening of her pussy. Becky lifted her-
self up on the counter slightly to make it easier for
him to penetrate her.
Jim gave her a series of short, quick fuck-strokes,
feeding his little girl his cock a bit at a time. He
could hear the drone of the television, and he remem-
bered that Tom might wander back into the kitchen at any
moment. It worried him, but at the moment he was too
horny to let anything stop him from finishing the fuck
he had just begun.
When the tip of his cock was securely inside Becky,
he again took her in his arms and held her up off the
floor. Then, with another few lunges, he had her filled
with his prick-meat.
"Daddyyyy," Becky sighed.
Jim braced her against the counter and pumped into
her with a vigor he hadn't felt in years. His wife used
to be a good fuck, but lately she'd been too bitchy to
even turn him on. He chose just to leave her to her own
devices and went his own way. Fucking his own daughter
was turning out to be the very best way he'd found to
scratch his itch in a very long time.
As he fucked her, Becky felt her pants slipping far-
ther and farther down her legs until they were tangled
around her shoes. She felt light and very feminine with
her father holding her up in the air while he fucked
her. Briefly she wondered if she looked as wanton taking
her daddy's prick as the brunette girl had earlier that
evening.
Cunt-juice flowed from Becky's open pussy and made
it easier for her dad to fuck her hard and fast. His
pants too rolled down his hips, freeing him for wilder
and more wanton fucking. He gripped Becky tightly,
holding her up and using her like some kind of fuck-off
doll.
Becky sighed and moaned, her father's cock going
deeper inside of her than her brother's prick ever had.
She felt like her father's prick was touching special
places within her, places that had never been touched
before. She wiggled around as much as she could, want-
ing to let him know that she loved what he was doing to
her and to beg him not to stop.
But Jim had no intention of stopping, at least not
until he came. He nuzzled his face into his daughter's
fragrant hair and nibbled on her white neck as he con-
tinued to feed her the many inches of his man-sized
prick shaft.
"Am I hurting you?" he panted.
"N-n-n-noooo," Becky replied, her answer coming out
shaky because of his vigorous fucking. "I-I-I love it!"
"Good," Jim grunted, slamming his cock into her all
the way, "because so do I!"
His hard fuck-strokes jammed Becky against the
counter, her hips grinding against the tiles. Jim
leaned over her and forced her to bend at the waist,
bringing her long hair into the soapy water in front of
her.
More than ever Becky felt like the fucking couple
she had watched. Now, like that girl, she was bent way
over with her dad giving her his cock from behind!
Becky leaned forward even farther, watching the ends of
her hair floating on the greasy, sudsy surface of the
dishwater.
When her father fucked into her hard, her clit was
ground against the counter with especially pleasant re-
sults. Becky rocked forward and back as much as she
could, increasing the violence of their fucking motions
and also increasing the contact her sizzling clit re-
cieved.
Jim caught on to what she was doing and began to
help her. He lifted her up and leaned against her back,
bouncing her clit against the edge of the counter.
Little flutters began to run down her spine and
Jim felt them on the inside as well as the outside of
her body. His cock was jolted by them and it thrilled
him to know that his little girl was so close to com-
ing. He plowed her cunt that much faster, anxious to
bring her off.
Becky grabbed the far side of the sink and used it
for leverage to fuck back at her dad. His cock con-
tinued to trench her out, filling and stretching her
pussy-channel like Tom's young prick never had. She
writhed and swooned, her body taking over her mind and
fucking of its own volition.
The more extreme the quaking inside of Becky's cunt
became, the more frenzied her father's fucking became.
Jim rolled his eyes and thundered his cock forward,
jabbing it between the gripping walls of Becky's pussy.
He could feel from the way his nuts had begun to tingle
that it wouldn't be long before he was coming, too.
"Daddy, I'm gonna come," Becky panted, as if asking
his permission.
"Do it, baby, do it," Jim grunted, filling her with
his prick. "Just let it go!"
Becky's mouth was open, and she breathed loudly.
She gasped and sputtered, her orgasm wracking her body
with tremendous shudders. Jim held her tight and con-
tinued to fuck her, the tremors in her cunt vibrating
his whole body from the cock on up. Together they pan-
ted and sighed, the father savoring his daughter's
orgasm almost as much as he would savor one of his own.
Becky pressed her clit tightly against the counter
edge and felt the mouth of her pussy opening and clos-
ing as if gulping in air. Her eyes were squeezed shut,
and she was bent cruelly over the counter, her face
very near to thecooling water.
As her orgasm subsided, Jim took it easy on her,
fucking her with tender, stirring strokes that made her
coo and sigh. But it cost him dearly, and he could only
hold himself back for so long before his body tensed
and he let her have it with both barrels again.
"Get ready baby," he panted, ramming into her with
renewed vigor.
"Yes Daddy, I'm ready," Becky gasped, his weight
nearly crushing her.
Like a dog fucking its mate, Jim leaned into his
little girl and fed her the last of his exquisite fuck-
ing. His cock thundered through the ultra-tightness of
her freshly climaxed cunt, loving the way the walls of
her pussy continued to shudder with soft, stray ripples
of ecstasy. Each one thrilled Jim right down to the
roots of his hair and spurred him on to fuck Becky that
much harder.
The silky interior of her pussy caressed his siz-
zling prick, and Jim grunted and gasped in frustration
and pleasure. The come in his nuts gathered together
and then, despite his effort to delay it, came rushing
up along the tube of his prick like the tide on the
beach and crashed forth, shooting from the tiny hole in
the end of his prick with incredible force and volume.
"Ahhh, gahhhh, fuck!" he gurgled, burying his sobs
of release in her long, silky hair.
Becky felt like she might explode from the strength
of his climax. She felt the cream decorate her insides
with its whiteness and warmth. Even coming with her own
brother had never been like this!
For several secondsc her cfather shuddered against
her back, his cock bucking around inside her. Then,
gradually, she felt him relax and his cock begin to
slip from her, greased with a thick stream of his es-
caping jizz. An inch at a time Jim lowered her to the
floor and her toes had just touched when she heard her
brother's voice.
"Jesus mother-fucking Christ!" Tom exclaimed, his
milk glass crashing to the floor. "Damn!"
Continued in part 6...
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