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Authors name: Cameren Diaz (diaz120@aol.com)
Story title : "Horny Peeping Sister"
Part 8 of 9
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While almost getting caught seemed to deter Jim from
wanting to go out spying, it didn't bother Becky in the
least. At the very next opportunity, she begged her dad
to go out with her again, but Jim refused. Fortunately
for Becky, there was more than one willing cock avail-
able to her.
"I'll go!" Tom volunteered. "I mean, I know I'm not
dad or anything, but don't forget it was me who got you
into this in the first place."
"I don't think I'll ever forget, and I know I'll
never be able to thank you enough," Becky said, giving
her brother a kiss on the cheek. "But come on, mom won't
be gone forever and I want to be here when she gets
back."
With a touch of remorse and more than a bit of appre-
hension, Jim watched his kids rush outside, both clad in
their special dark clothing. He knew that he should stop
them, that what they were doing was dangerous, but he
also knew that spying was the most exciting thing in the
world, especially when it was shared with family.
Tom knew all about his sister and father nearly get-
ting caught, and he was anxious to get a look at Diane
so they headed right to her house. But when they got
there, the lights in the living room were on, and the
bedroom with the sliding glass door was dark. They
waited for a few minutes, hoping Diane might show up.
But both Tom and Becky knew that their time was precious
so when nothing happened, they took off again, this time
hurrying toward the sexy older blonde with the orgy
room.
Through the weeks of their spying, they had discover-
ed that the blonde was always good for a show. It seemed
she was always fucking and seldom with the same men. At
home they made jokes about her, wondering how she made
her living when it seemed she was always fucking.
From down the alley they could see that, as usual,
her light was blazing. They took up their usual spots in
the vacant lot across the alley from her bedroom, and
settled down for some good hot looking.
Tonight the blonde was entertaining a young boy. He
looked a little familiar to Becky, and she wondered if
he was in one of her classes at school. If he was, she
knew she'd never paid much attention to him. He was
nothing special to look at but when her eyes swept down
from that semi-familiar face to his cock, she gasped.
The nerd had a mega-cock!
The boy was on his back, naked on the bed. The buxom
blonde wore a black garter belt and black stockings as
she knelt on the bed beside him, her hand running up and
down the incredible shaft of his cock.
"Now you just relax, Bobby," the woman said. "You're
going to love this, trust me. Have I ever done anything
to you that you didn't like?"
"No-nooo," the boy croaked, his voice breaking with
his nervousness.
Across the alley Tom and Becky stared. Then they
noticed that not only the curtains but also the window
itself was open, bringing the blonde's lusty words to
them.
"Great, now we can hear 'em, too!" Tom whispered.
He spoke quietly, aware that if he and Becky could
hear them, they could her him and Becky if they weren't
careful. Getting caught sounded exciting when it hap-
pened to someone else, but Tom wasn't too keen on put-
ting himself in that kind of danger.
"Remember to be quiet," he reminded his sister.
"I know," Becky said indignantly. "I'll be more care-
ful this time, don't worry."
The moans of the prone boy reached their ears and
made the teenagers twist with their own young lust. Then
the blonde leaned forward, her tits hanging down, and
closed her painted red lips around the head of Bobby's
prick.
His cries changed when she engulfed his prick-tip.
Easily the woman took all of his long cock and then pul-
led back and then took it again, moving with a slow,
fluid rhythm. She ate and released the many inches of
his cock as if it were the easiest thing in the world.
Becky watched intently and swallowed. Neither her
brother nor her father had a cock the size of this kid's
and she had yet to master their pricks. She couldn't
imagine taking something like this.
The boy jerked and shuddered, his cock suddenly ex-
ploding in the woman's mouth. His body was taut with
release, the cords in his neck standing out as he tossed
his head back and writhed in pleasure.
Becky and Tom could see the blonde's throat working
as she gulped down his thick load. While she ate his
cream, she kneaded his balls, making sure she got every-
thing. Then, even after the boy quit moving and she quit
swallowing, she kept his cock in her mouth, sucking it
as eagerly as ever.
"S-s-sorry I came so fast," the boy said shakily,
trying to get up.
But the blonde threw one leg across him and kept him
pinned to the bed. Her mouth was still tight around his
cock, and she looked up at him with eyes that told him
to stay put.
"But I came already," he whined. "You can stop now,
'I-" A dark-haired woman stood. She was naked except for
a pair of high-heeled pumps which she kicked off after
walking over toward the bed.
"Mom!" the boy cried, struggling more vigorously
against the blonde who continued to suck his prick.
"What are you doing here?"
"I got tired of paying Brenda to fuck you and that
big horny cock of yours all the time so I thought I'd
drop by for a little fun myself."
Becky and Tom looked at each other in shock. This was
better than anything they had ever hoped for!
"Can you imagine our mom saying that?" Tom snickered.
"Not in a million years," Becky replied. "I don't
know how dad stands it."
Bobby's mom crawled up onto the bed with him and
brought her head near to his. Her face hovered above him
and she smoothed back his hair as she looked down at him
tenderly.
"It hasn't been easy since your father left," she
said to her son. "And watching you grow up and get big,
well, pardon me if I forget I am your mother."
"Jesus!" Tom gasped as he watched the woman plaster
her mouth to her son's and give him a kiss the likes of
which neither boy had ever seen before.
The woman bore down on her son, her mouth covering
his completely. She twisted her lips this way and that,
as if she wanted to screw herself right to her child by
the mouth. Her long, painted nails held him by the ears,
making it impossible for him to get away.
While the one woman plastered her mouth to his, the
other kept up her vicious cock-sucking. As they worked
him over, his struggles became less urgent and soon his
motions were more the soft, subtle ones of pleasure
rather than the violent ones of escape.
"This is too much," Tom said, freeing his cock from
the prison of his jeans. "Two women at once - what more
could a guy want?"
Becky reached for her brother's prick, but he was too
caught up in watching Bobby and the women to notice. He
just turned back to face the window, his face set in a
lewd smirk, leaving Becky with an extended, but empty,
hand.
She withdrew her hand, unzipping her own jeans and
touching the wet, silky crotch of her panties. If Tom
was going to be satisfied with his own hand, then she
could be too. She rubbed her bumpy cunt-mound gently,
excitement coursing through her veins.
Like they were watching television or a movie, Becky
and her brother stared fixedly at the women and the boy
in the room. At last Bobby's mother turned him loose and
the boy panted for air, his smooth chest heaving with
the effort of breathing.
His mother smiled down at him and again caressed the
side of his face. Then, quickly, she whirled herself
around so that she was straddling his head, her pussy
just a few inches from his startled face.
"Brenda tells me you're a very good cuntlapper," she
said, bobbing her cunt up an down so that her dark bush
brushed against his lips. "Well let's see if these les-
sons I've been paying for have taught you anything!"
Bobby let out a yelp and then his mother plunged her
pussy down on top of his face, covering his mouth com-
pletely with the dripping meat of her cunt. She rolled
her head back and gyrated her hips, grinding her cunt
tight against his young face.
By then the juices of Becky's cunt had saturated her
thin panties and they offered no more of the delightful
stimulation she had previously enjoyed. She jerked the
crotch to one side and let her fingertips go after her
bare cunt-flesh.
With the tips of all her fingers flattened together,
Becky rubbed her cunt, smearing around the juices that
ran from her inner reservoir. She was on her knees now,
as was her brother, and they both swayed drunkenly as
they played with themselves.
Tom had flipped his balls out over the open zipper of
his pants and he cupped them in one hand while he jacked
his cock with the other. He sometimes held them up tight
around the base of his prick, squeezing them just right.
Other times he massaged them between his fingers, work-
ing them back and forth.
Becky's fingers ran down and over the curve of her
pussy, their tips automatically falling into the open
gash of her cunt. She took three fingers inside of her
and bobbed her cunt up and down on them, her semi-naked
ass working out and in to make her pussy fuck at her
fingers.
"Oh, yes, darling, do me just like that," Bobby's
mother sighed from atop his face.
The boy had given in to his seductress, and he must
have been fucking her pussy with his tongue very well
for her sighs of satisfaction rang out in the night.
Becky and Tom each fingered themselves a little faster
as they watched the mother getting off on her son's
mouth and tongue.
At the other end of the boy, nearly forgotten by the
onlookers, Brenda at last pulled her face from the boy's
prick and gave her tired jaws a rest. Then she moved
herself around and, much to the boy's surprise, climbed
aboard his upthrusting prick.
"Yes, Brenda, yesss! Let's fuck him together! Let's
fuck him and fuck him and fuck him! Ahhh!"
Bobby's body tried to buck the woman on his cock up
while he ate the other one out but it was too difficult.
He flopped around beneath them like a fish out of water
and at last Brenda spoke, her voice like satin.
"Don't worry honey, just relax and do your mommy,
I'll do all the work back here."
She began to buck herself slowly, moving in waves of
sexual delight. She now faced the woman sitting on
Bobby's face and soon she reached out for her and the
two women embraced, the boy laboring beneath them.
"I don't fuckin' believe it!" Tom grunted, his cock
sticking straight out in front of him. "He's fuckin'
both of them! Fuck! Where do I sign up?"
Becky giggled at her brother's eagerness, but she had
to admit that the scene turned her on like crazy too.
And when the two women started to kiss and feel each
other up, Becky felt her cunt lurch. She'd never seen
two women get it on before, and she found the sight
strangely erotic.
The girl watched intently as the women ran their
fingers up and down the front of each other's body.
Bobby's mother was obviously older than Brenda, and no-
where near as beautiful, but she still looked good to
Becky. Together they cupped and smashed each other's
tits, their hips still moving with fucking motions over
Bobby.
What no one but Bobby was aware of was the way Brenda
was working over his cock with the skilled muscles of
her cunt. His prick was already threatening to erupt
from the controlled way she fucked him on the inside as
well as on the outside of her luscious body.
Bobby reached down blindly and caressed her stocking-
ed legs, loving the way the taut fabric hugged her
thighs. His fingers also touched his mother's legs and
he was shocked that her body would be so close to
Brenda's. What was going on up there? he wondered.
Becky and Tom knew what the two women were up to, and
it was a sexy sight indeed. They each leaned forward and
rubbed their sweaty tits together, the fronts of their
bodies slithering against one another erotically. For a
moment Tom had to stop jacking on his cock. The two
women were making him come too fast so he held off for a
while, letting his rising come calm back down.
But Bobby was not as able to control his own destiny.
Almost as quickly as he had come before, his cream again
jetted from the open tip of his prick, this time filling
Brenda's pussy instead of her mouth.
"Oh yeah, give it to me, come on, give it to me," she
said sexily, her words helping to drain his balls.
"Shit!" Tom grunted, grasping his bobbing cock again
with both hands. "I gotta come too!"
Becky was in the same state, but she was just not as
vocal about it. She manhandled her clitty and jammed
three fingers up into her pussy over and over again as
she watched this mini-orgy. Cream poured from her pussy
hole and made her finger-fucking wet and juicy.
It was as if the orgasm Bobby had enjoyed spread
right through him into the body of his mother. For just
as Brenda made the boy cream and then fell off his with-
ering prick, the mother began to cry and then gave a
shudder as if her body might break apart. She thrust her
coming cunt down against her son's face more violently
than ever as her orgasm tore through her. She shimmied
and gasped, her body pitching forward and then tossing
backward.
At last she too fell from the exhausted boy and land-
ed tangled together with Brenda. The sultry blonde
moaned and gently moved around until Bobby's mother's
face was very near to Brenda's cream-filled cunt.
"Oh no, she wouldn't!" Tom exclaimed. "Oh God!"
But in an instant it became clear to the young
voyeurs that she certainly would. As if she were starv-
ing, she pounced on Brenda's pussy, vacuuming out her
son's jism.
"Oh! Ohhh!" Becky moaned, her cunt trembling as she
watched the woman-to-woman sex.
Becky had never imagined something like this would
turn her on so powerfully. But her cunt pulled itself
tight around her fucking fingers and then exploded, pul-
sing around her fucking hand as she continued to pound
herself with it.
"You're not kiddin'!" her brother grunted in agree-
ment, his cock hosing down the bushes around them.
From the corner of her eye Becky could see the white
stream of her brother's ejaculation. For an instant she
was torn, not knowing which was the more erotic sight,
one woman eating the other or her own brother coming
off. Then she made her choice and turned her full atten-
tion to Tom.
On the bed in the house, Bobby rolled onto one side
and watched the two women go at each other. For many
minutes, the three teenagers looked on in awe as the
adults writhed in extreme lust. Bobby reached out to
touch his mother, fingering her cunt as she sucked his
cream from the bowl of Brenda's pussy.
Outside in the darkness, Becky and Tom tingled with
the many more orgasms they knew they could have. But
then Tom took a look at his watch and shook his sister
gently by the shoulder, bringing her out of her trance.
"Hey!" he whispered. "I think we better go. It's
about time for mom to get home. If we wanna be there
first, we're gonna have to get a move on."
Her eyes still on the window, Becky nodded. Still
staring at the incredible sight of the continuing orgy,
she shimmied back into her jeans and ran her fingers
through her hair.
Tom got to his feet first and offered his sister a
sweaty hand. With a smile she let him help pull her to
her feet and the two of them ran back down the alley,
racing to see who could get home first.
Continued in part 9...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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