It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men-greed, lust, envy, and distress.
HORNY PEEPING SISTER is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens-yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
HORNY PEEPING SISTER provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grassroots level.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The woman writhed around on the bed and out in the darkness of the alley beyond her lighted window, the boy stood watching. She teased her nipples through the filmy negligee she wore, and the boy saw her lips moving as a man, naked, wandered into the picture of the brightly lit window.
Tom Moon sighed and stood with his legs spread wide apart. He stuffed both his hands down into the front pockets of his jeans and stared, his eyes wide with envy and wonder as the man inside the window slid onto the bed and took the lovely brunette in the black nightie into his arms and kissed her.
The couple rolled together, with the man ending up on top. Tom could see that as they kissed the woman reached between their bodies and took hold of her lover's prick. Tom knew that the man's cock was big and he couldn't wait to see the woman take it. His own cock slithered down one leg of his jeans, and Tom nudged it with his fingertips, moving it to a more comfortable position.
The woman's slender arms jerked on the man's cock, which was still pressed between their undulating bodies. The man's naked ass humped and rolled and Tom imagined the tip of his cock was running up along the woman's hairy cunt. Tom had never felt a pussy around his own prick but he knew, from watching the ecstasy that it brought others, that it was an incredible feeling.
At last the man rolled off the woman and she quickly crawled up on top of him, straddling his waist with her long, white legs. As she moved, Tom got a flash of her naked, brown-haired cunt beneath her thin nightie and his cock lurched, pounding in his jeans.
As she sat down on the man's cock, Tom watched her pretty face contort with happiness. She faced him completely, with the man beneath her partly hidden from view. But Tom didn't care that he couldn't see the man she was fucking. All he cared about was this wonderful, sexy woman and the wonderful way she looked when she had a cock inside of her.
His hands still jammed inside his pockets, Tom tickled the sides of his stiffening prick-shaft. His mouth hung open, dry with excitement. He no longer noticed his surroundings, the dark back alley in which he stood. Now he had been transported and stood in that brightly lit bedroom, watching the fucking taking place there.
A pair of hands appeared on the woman's tits, crushing them against her chest. First they caressed her big tits through the dark fabric that covered them. Then, impatiently they flipped the thin covering up and touched her naked skin. The dark nightie filtered down again, covering the hands, and Tom watched the fingers kneading her tit-flesh through it, as if through a fine film of erotic mist.
As the man tossed the nightie up to get at the woman's tits, Tom was treated to a look at the dark triangle of cunt-hair between her legs. As the man worked her titties, the nightie worked up so that Tom could see the contrast between her white lower belly and the dark hair of her cunt. Her pussy-hair was flush against the lower belly of the man, and Tom knew that she had his cock far up inside of her.
The woman let her head roll back, her long hair falling behind her shoulders as she moved her lower body in slow, sensuous circles. The dark vee of her pussy hair moved slightly and Tom's eyes were riveted to it, imagining what was taking place inside her body right there. It was as if he had x-ray vision and could see the cock that penetrated her, filling her pussy with its girth and power.
Gradually the woman began to speed up her fucking motions. Her hips rolled round and round in faster and faster circles. Then she started moving up and down, letting the cock slide in and out of her cunt. At first she moved only a little. But then her fuck-stroke grew longer and little by little Tom could see the slick shaft of the man's cock as it slithered out of her dripping cunt.
"Yeah, baby," Tom sighed, both his hands covering the pounding front of his jeans. "Fuck it out!"
The woman leaned forward, feeding the man one of her big tits. She tossed her long hair back over one shoulder to keep it out of the man's way and Tom was glad. Now he could see her tits clearly. The man sucked one through the black gauze of the nightie and the woman rolled her eyes in ecstasy.
Tom couldn't see just what the man was doing to the woman's tit, but he could see the effect it was having on her. She continued to pump her cunt up and down his cock while he sucked her tit and, from the way she jerked and shuddered, Tom knew that the man's mouth on her tit felt very good.
Then, suddenly she sat back up straight again and for a second Tom saw the wet fabric of her nightie plastered to her white tit. Her nipple stuck out through the material and even with its dark covering Tom could tell that her nipple was as red as a cherry. Then, with a quick, frantic motion, the woman jerked her nightie off and tossed it aside, leaving herself completely naked on top of the prone man.
"Holy Christ!" Tom grunted, his cock begging for release. "What a horny bitch!"
Gloriously naked, the young woman shook her titties at her lover playfully and grinned down at him. But, when the man reached out to touch her naked tits, she leaned back away from him, smiling sexily.
For an instant Tom was disappointed. He liked it when the man pawed her tits, pulling and smashing them with his big hands. But his disappointment didn't last long for the woman continued to lean back, putting her hands behind herself to keep her balance. Before he knew it, Tom had a better view of her cunt, stuffed with the man's cock, than ever before!
With her dark-haired cunt pointed right at him, Tom couldn't stand it any more. Carefully he released his zipper and immediately his cock sprang out. When he went out at night like this, he never wore any underwear, and so his cock stuck out straight through the open fly of his jeans, a white pole in the darkness of the night. He undid the snap of his pants and sighed with satisfaction as he at last took his straining prick in his own cool hand.
Even as he let his cock bob out, Tom never took his eyes off this magical woman. Her whole body was stretched out for his viewing pleasure. Her tits rose high on her chest and her slim midsection was stretched out taut and long. But, best of all, her thighs were slightly parted and, as she bobbed up and down, he could see very clearly the base of the man's cock as it disappeared up into her perfect body.
For a few seconds Tom just held his cock, so enraptured by the sight of the woman. Then his cock, as if impatient for some action, gave a jerk, reminding him of his own needs. He glanced down at his hard-on, gripped tightly in his fingers, and then he looked back up at the window, his hand automatically starting to work up and down the length of his rigid prick-shaft.
The cool air of the early evening stirred the hairs around the base of Tom's prick and touched his hot cock-skin. The fluids ran from the hole in the tip of his cock-shaft and he absently smeared them around with his thumb. They covered the head of his cock and excited him a bit more.
With his other hand he scooped his balls out of the confines of his jeans and let them dangle down tenderly over his zipper. He wiggled just a bit and his pants slipped down his thighs just a couple of inches, allowing his fuck-parts more room. As the cool evening air touched them, his balls automatically snuggled up around the base of his throbbing prick.
Back inside the bedroom, the fucking had gotten faster and more furious. The woman had brought her feet up alongside the man's body and was slamming her cunt back onto his up-thrusting prick. At the moment she was taking just the very tip of his prick into her and the rest of his thick shaft remained outside of her body, glistening with her cunt-juices.
Tom licked his lips and pounded his hand up and down the shaft of his cock. Each time he saw the rounded hand of the man's cock punch in between the waiting lips of the woman's pussy, he ran his fist over the top of his own prick. He didn't know just what it would feel like to actually penetrate a cunt, but he imagined it would be something like fucking through the ring of his fist, so he did it over and over, moving with the woman, pretending he was fucking her.
Then she increased the length of her fucking motions and took in all of her lover's prick. She looked up into the man's face as she fucked him and Tom could see her heavy-lidded passion. Each time her hips went all the way forward and the man's cock disappeared completely into the dark bush of her cunt, she opened her mouth and Tom imagined her giving a little cry. It was almost as if she expected the man's cock to go fucking right through her body and come out her mouth.
She slammed back at him, her body arching up a little more each time. When his cock pulled out of her cunt, it was always wet with her cunt-juices. The red slit of her open pussy blazed at Tom and the little knot at the top of her cunt-slit was the reddest of all.
Her body arched up off the man completely, the only point of contact between them being his cock into her cunt. Again Tom saw her say something and then she stopped moving, holding herself arched above him, her cunt gaping open.
Then it was the man's turn to fuck. Although Tom couldn't see all of him he could see his cock very well. It surged up and filled the woman's waiting pussy. She didn't fuck back at him this time but rather held her body still, letting him pound her at whatever pace he chose. Sometimes his cock plunged into her completely and her mouth opened, other times he gave her just his prick-head, rolling it around inside of her cunt and she threw her head back and writhed.
Tom's hand thundered up and down the rigid shaft of his own prick. He forgot that he was standing in an alley, where anyone coming out to empty a trash can or walk a dog might see him. Usually Tom was more careful, hiding himself behind a bush or fence. But tonight his usual caution was absent and he was standing right in the center of the alley, watching the couple through a low point in the fence.
At the other end of the alley a figure hurried along. It was Becky Moon, rushing to get home. After her piano lesson she had stopped at a friend's house to talk and time had gotten away from her. Now Becky knew she would be in trouble when she got home because it was so late.
Usually Becky didn't like to use this alley at night. It was dark and kind of creepy. But tonight she was in a big hurry and it was a short cut home. Becky hurried along, her head down, her brow furrowed. She could just imagine how her mother was going to bitch at her and she didn't look forward to it.
Her sneakers were very quiet as she moved rapidly. She hugged her notebook of music to her budding tits and tossed her long blonde hair back over her shoulders. Quickly she looked up to see how much farther she had to go before reaching the end of the alley and then she gave a little gasp and stopped completely.
Ahead of her, Becky could see a boy standing in the middle of the alley. He was looking into a backyard and it looked like he was pissing! Becky didn't know what to do. She didn't want to walk by him, that would be too embarrassing. Yet something kept her from turning around and running back down the alley. She knew she needed to get home, but she also wanted to watch this boy.
She took a few steps forward and then crouched down behind a trashcan a few feet from where he was. The shadows fell across his face, but she could plainly see that he did have his cock out. Becky swallowed hard. She'd never seen a real cock before, but she and her friend Vicky had just been looking at lots of them in magazines. That was why she was so late....
She put her notebook down and knelt on it, making herself comfortable. She was quite sure this wouldn't take long-even boys couldn't piss forever. But then she realized that, although she could see his cock perfectly, she could see no piss coming from it. Then, like a ton of bricks, it hit her-the boy was jacking off!
"Oh wow!" she gasped. "I wish Vicky could see this!"
Tom didn't realize that he had an audience. He kept jacking on his prick, feeling the come churning in his balls. More juices flowed from the hole in the tip of his prick and he spread them along his whole cock-shaft, allowing his hand to slip up and down his cock with ever-increasing swiftness.
The woman in the window was slick with sweat from her vigorous fucking. Her arms wobbled as she continued to hold herself up and let her lover pound her with his cock. Then, all at once, Tom saw her body go rigid and then collapse in a gale of shudders. She flopped forward again, taking the man's cock completely inside of her and hugging his chest, her body still wracked with climactic spasms.
"She came!" Tom muttered in awe.
After caressing her for a moment and giving her a chance to recover from her climax, the man inside the window shoved the woman back up onto his cock. Her face was more flushed then ever, and Tom noticed she seemed a little limp now.
The man humped up, drilling his cock back into the woman and as Tom watched, it was like his cock was pumping her full of air and life. The more he fucked her, the more the brunette regained her strength and her zeal for fucking. After just a few strokes she sat up as straight and tall as ever on his prick, the weakness brought on by her strong orgasm forgotten.
"She's still hot," Tom sighed enviously. "What a hot cunt!"
Tom bucked his hips forward, fucking his fist. Pre-cum dripped from his fingers and dribbled down into the alley. His eyes burned from being open for so long without blinking. But he was afraid to close them for even a split second for fear he would miss something good.
Across the alley and down a bit, Becky stared avidly too. Her cunt felt funny inside her jeans and she shifted around a bit, trying to make the feeling go away. She saw how the boy's hand went up and down on his cock and she saw how big his prick was. Becky wondered who he was and if she knew him. She also wondered what he was looking at.
Tom's breathing was loud and heavy and Becky could hear it from where she sat. His fucking motions got faster and more heated as did the fucking inside the house. But Becky couldn't see what he saw. She only knew that he was there and that he was making her hot, too.
Becky knelt on her notebook, her aching pussy grinding back against her heel. She had never experienced anything like this before, but she liked the way it made her feel. Her eyes drilled into the boy's profile, moving from his illuminated cock to his hidden face.
Her eyes were on his cock when she heard him give a strange, strangled cry. For an instant she looked again at his face and then her eyes flicked back to his cock just in time to see the first of many white jets burst forth and splatter against the fence a few feet in front of him.
Becky whimpered too. Watching the boy shoot off made her feel sort of woozy. She was a virgin but this, even more than the pictures she had looked at with Vicky, convinced her that she just had to get fucked soon. Seeing all that jizz made her lick her lips in anticipation.
Just seconds after he came, Tom saw the man in the house come too. The man's lips parted and Tom imagined the sounds of pleasure that he made. Tom wanted to let out a loud cry too, but he held back, remembering for once where he was.
Tom couldn't see the come the man shot up into the woman, but he could imagine it. He pretended that the stream of jizz that shot from his prick was filling the lovely woman's pussy. What would that be like? he asked himself.
For a few seconds after he came, Tom stood still, weak with release. The couple inside had curled up together and they were caressing and kissing each other softly. Tom had a feeling that the show was not over, but he knew that he had to get home. His mother really gave him hell when he stayed out after dark too long without her knowing where he was.
With a heavy sigh and a silent promise to return again soon, Tom tucked his rubbery prick back inside his pants and zipped them up again. Then, with a quick glance around, he hurried on down the alley toward his house.
Becky pulled herself back as the boy put his cock away and then ran on down the alley. But as he moved, the light hit him and Becky did a double-take. That was no boy, that was her brother Tom!
For a few moments she stayed crouched behind the trashcan, the shock of what she had seen still very fresh in her mind. Then, on unsteady legs, she stood up, her pussy pounding in her jeans, and headed off in the same direction as Tom had. As she ran home for dinner, she wasn't sure how she would be able to face her brother across the table after what she had just seen.
CHAPTER TWO
By the time Becky got home, her parents and brother were all seated at the dinner table eating quietly. From the look on her brother's face, Becky could tell that he'd already gotten his scolding and she slid into her place at the table, awaiting her own.
"Where have you been, young lady?" her mother snapped, jabbing her fork at Becky. "Don't you have a watch? Can't you see that it's dark?"
"Sorry," Becky mumbled, helping herself to a pork chop. "My lesson was a little late and then I stopped over at Vicky's. We got to talking and I didn't notice the time and...."
Becky's words trailed off and for a moment everyone sat in silence.
"Don't you know it's dangerous out there on the streets after dark?" her mother went on. "You never know what kind of weirdoes and perverts are out there just waiting for a girl like you."
Becky glanced over at her brother, but their mother's words seemed to have little effect on Tom. He just scooped up the last of his mashed potatoes and slid his chair back.
"Can I be excused?" Tom asked as he balled up his napkin and tossed it next to his plate.
"Go ahead, Son," Mr. Moon said, speaking softly and formally.
"And no television," his mother called as Tom got up from the table. "I won't have my children thinking that they can run around the neighborhood like cats. When they learn to act responsibly they'll get the respect they deserve from me, but until then...."
As usual, the tirade went on and on, but Becky didn't hear it. She watched her brother head up the stairs to his room, and she followed him as quickly as she could, passing by his closed door and entering her own room.
Dinner sat in her stomach like a lead balloon as Becky shucked her clothes and stretched out on her bed in just her bra and panties. It felt good to take her clothes off, it made her feel free and good, except for the strange thoughts that troubled her.
Becky lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling, finding patterns in the rough stucco. She couldn't believe what she'd seen her brother doing. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought that it couldn't possibly be true. And even though she had seen it, she couldn't imagine why Tom would do such a thing.
Becky rolled over onto her tummy, her young tits making a small cleavage in her white bra. She supported her chin on her fists and remembered every detail of what she had seen, thinking that there might be something that she had missed that would explain Tom's strange behavior.
Tom was a good-looking boy, tall with dark curly hair. He was popular with the other boys at school, but Becky hadn't seen him with too many girls. Still, she was sure that there were plenty of girls who would want him if he just tried. If he was horny, why didn't he get a girlfriend? she wondered.
As she thought about her brother and his possible motives, Becky began to rock her hips slightly. At first she didn't even really realize she was doing it. It was a natural motion, one brought on by the sexy pictures that ran through her mind. She saw her brother holding his prick and the way his jizz had shot against the wooden fence.
Becky gradually became aware of a strange, warm feeling in her lower belly. She humped her pantied crotch up and down and realized that the fabric was wet with her pussy-juices.
"I hope Tom doesn't think he's the only one who gets horny," she whispered, rolling over onto her back.
It seemed to Becky that she was always horny these days. Although she had never fucked and until recently had never wanted to fuck, now the idea of losing her cherry seemed to obsess her. All she and Vicky talked about these days was who they would like to fuck and where and how. Her own brother had never once appealed to her in that way but what Becky had witnessed tonight changed all that.
As she ran her finger around the wet spot at the crotch of her panties, Becky wondered if Tom has ever fucked a girl. Then she wondered if he had ever finger-fucked one.
"Would you like to fuck me?" she asked her imaginary brother as she reached up and opened the front clasp of her bra while her other hand continued to rub her panty-covered cunt.
The bra popped apart and her pert titties stood up firm and round. They weren't very big, but for a girl her age they weren't bad and Becky was satisfied with them. She saw the trouble Vicky had with her giant titties and she was glad she didn't have those kinds of problems. Yes, she thought as she cupped one of her nice titties, I like mine just fine.
Both her hands moved in circles, one rubbing all around the soft mound of one tit while the tip of one finger on the other teased the bumps and holes around her cunt. She ran that finger up and down the wet furrow of her cunt, beginning at the dry indentation of her ass-hole and moving up into the wet valley of her cunthole and over the hump of her clit. With each circuit the crotch of her panties got wetter and softer.
Becky licked her fingertips and spread a little moisture over the nipples of her tits. Instantly the little red nubbins got harder and more pointed. Now, as she rubbed them, they were more sensitive than ever and the sizzling sensations that ran from the inner depths of her cunt up to her nipples and back down intensified.
"Hummmm, yeahhh," Becky sighed. "We could fuck, Tom, sure, we could get it onnn!"
She let the heel of her hand rest on her cunt-mound and humped her cunt up off the mattress to touch it. She directed two fingers to the place where her clit was and jammed it against them, turning herself on more and more.
She heard her own loud breathing and that again reminded her of the noises she had heard Tom make in the alley. She was surprised to find out that the sounds a boy made when he came were not that much different than the sounds a girl made when she came.
Becky humped her ass up off the bed with ever-increasing speed. At first it felt good, but it soon grew frustrating, and Becky knew she needed more direct stimulation.
Abruptly she reached down and skimmed off her panties. Then, before she lay back down, she wiggled her shoulders and doffed her opened bra. Then she settled back down again, her knees up and bent, her slender body naked on her double bed.
When her fingertip first touched her naked cunt directly, Becky jumped, her own touch surprising her. Her pussy was very hot and very wet and her finger felt as if it might be sucked right up into her body. She held just the tip at the mouth of her cunt for a second, testing the way the lips of her pussy opened and closed, almost as if they were breathing.
Then, slowly, she rolled her finger around the mouth of her pussy, keeping just the tip inside herself. The heat her body generated never ceased to amaze her, and she wondered if every girl her age was as hot as she was, or if she was some sort of freak. Maybe if she could get her brother to fuck her she would be able to tell if she was normal or not. Maybe Tom would know.
Her free hand trailed back up to her titties and again began to touch and stroke them. Her nipples spiked right up, growing more and more excited as she worked over the sensitive meat of her dripping cunt. Her hand moved from one tit to the other, never leaving either alone and untouched for long.
Becky tighted and loosened the muscles of her cunt around her finger, taking it inside her body a bit at a time, as if her cunt were eating it. Soon her finger was completely enveloped in the soft, squishy warmth of her cunt and she rolled it around inside of herself.
"Hummm," she sighed. "That feels gooooddd!"
The circles her finger made in the mouth of her cunt gradually got bigger until her cunt-mouth had opened wide enough to take a second finger. Becky felt very full with the two digits inside her body and wondered if she would even be able to take a cock if she was offered one. Her brother's cock had looked pretty big. What if it wouldn't fit inside of her? What if it hurt her?
But such unpleasant thoughts were forced from her mind by the more enjoyable feelings that ran through her body thanks to her magical fingers. She fucked them in and out of herself, gently at first and then, as her passion grew, with greater and greater strength.
The hand on her tits pinched and pulled on her nipples. The tit-tips got thick with blood, and Becky felt her heartbeat pulsing behind her left tit. Her mouth was wide open as she gasped in air and she closed it briefly to swallow hard. Then she let it fall open and slack again as she concentrated on the pleasant way her body tingled.
The harder and faster she played with herself, the more excited she became. Her long blonde hair was trapped beneath her and along the sides of her face, and across her forehead she grew wet with the sweat of her mounting passion. She her whole naked body glistened with sweat and she smeared the small pool that had collected between her tits across the sprouting mounds.
She bit her lip and closed her eyes, the darkness behind her eyelids like a movie theatre that replayed the films of what she had seen her brother doing in that alley. She imagined that he had been watching something very sexy, perhaps two people fucking. Becky surprised herself when she responded to that thought. She knew then that she would like to watch other people fucking, too. The idea turned her on and made her pussy even juicier than before.
"I see you fucking," she told the imaginary couple. "Tom and I are watching you, you fuckers. Yeah! Fuck it good!"
She arched up to meet her thrusting fingers, taking them both inside of her body time and again. Already her insides were starting to flutter and Becky knew it wouldn't be long before she came. The thought of watching others fucking made her lust soar and she drilled her cunt.
As her fucking hand grew tired, Becky pulled it from her soggy pussy with a slick sound and brought it to her tits. While she wiped her creamy sauce off all over the firm flesh of her titties, her other hand went to work on her cunt.
When she first slid her two dry fingers into her cunt, it was a bit painful. The wet interior of her pussy stuck to the skin of her fingers and pulled a bit. Becky eased back, giving her hand a moment to become slick with her juices before pushing it into her cunt any farther. Once it was lubricated with cunt-cream her hand slithered up into her body as easily as anything.
The cunt-juice she had smeared all over her tits began to dry and as it did it pulled her skin, puckering as it lost its moisture. Becky liked the way her tits felt crinkled up and pulled together. The drying cunt-juice got tauter and tauter until it cracked and then began to cake off her skin, leaving the soft pink flesh beneath it bare and pure once again.
The smell of her cunt filled the room and made Becky slightly drunk. As she finger-fucked herself, sometimes she felt as if she were someone else, someone crazy and wild, someone who wanted to fuck her own brother. She knew it was the fuck-lust that made her feel this way. It was like a drug and Becky found that recently she couldn't get enough of it.
"I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck!" she chanted, jamming her fingers into her pussy in time with her words. "Do you hear me Tom? I wanna fuck you!"
In her mind the words were loud and true, but in reality they were little more than impassioned whispers. Becky knew that she couldn't risk someone, especially her mother, hearing her innermost thoughts.
Cunt-juice sloshed over the sides of her pussy and made the tops of her inner thighs slick and slippery. She panted louder and louder, the blood racing through her veins and making her nipples and clit stand up proudly.
Becky's pretty face was contorted by fuck-lust. She jammed her cunt extra hard, promising herself that this was the last time she would fuck herself with her fingers without knowing what it felt like to have a real cock inside her pussy-hole.
As her orgasm gathered strength, so did her resolve to fuck her brother. Tom was definitely the one she wanted, and if he was desperate enough to be jacking himself off in dark alley ways, Becky was sure that he would not turn down a chance to fuck her, even if she was his own sister.
In fact, the more Becky thought about it, the more the idea of fucking her own brother-because he was her own brother-appealed to her. She had never heard the word incest before, but the concept made her hot and she fucked her fingers in and out of her pussy with incredible force.
The fingers running in and out of her pussy were all slick with her juices, as was most of that hand. Her cunt was awash with the creamy fluids of her pussy and she used the thumb of her fucking hand to smear some of that soft stuff over the top of her throbbing clit.
"Yeah!" she gasped, her hips jerking up involuntarily. "Make me come, Tom, make me come hard!"
She spat out her hot words, balls of spit shooting from her excited lips. She sucked back the little strings of over-eager drool and rolled her fingers around inside of her pussy, holding them in deep and stirring around her insides.
Her whole body moved with the intensity of her fucking motions. She brought her other hand from her tits back to her cunt and began to claw at her pounding clitty with it while she kept up her strong, even fucking tempo with the other hand.
Becky wanted to scream out her joy, her ecstasy, but she knew she didn't dare. She didn't even want to think about what her mother would do if she even knew that Becky was touching herself this way. Becky felt her excitement wane as she thought of her tyrannical mother so she quickly switched her thoughts to a more pleasant-and erotic-topic, her brother.
As she rolled her clitty around and around, smashing it flat against the bone behind it, Becky tried to imagine what it would be like to have Tom on top of her, fucking her with his big cock. She pretended that she felt his weight pushing down on her while he pumped her full of his jizz. The feelings were so real Becky felt herself soaring higher and higher on a cloud of sensations. She just had to get Tom to fuck her for real, she just had to!
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted. "Fuck me, yes, yes, yes...."
She punctuated her words with jabs of her fingers and circles of her other hand on her clit. Her hips began to jerk and her breathing grew slightly louder. Becky could feel that familiar tightening in her belly and she kicked her legs up into the air, holding them up and out in a big V, wishing Tom's body was there to fall in between them.
Her eyes looked right up at her feet swaying over her, but she didn't see them. Her whole being was taken over by the feelings of approaching orgasm. It felt as if some giant were tightening all of her insides and she knew that shortly he would again let that string go and she would come like she had never come before.
"Give it to me, give it to me!" she grunted.
The taut feeling inside of her increased until Becky thought her head would surely pop off. Then, just when she couldn't stand it anymore and her wrist ached from fucking herself with such vigor, it all burst apart.
"Yeahhh!" she sighed. "Do it, yeahhh!"
Her body shuddered, and she jammed her fingers deep into herself. She held them there, letting her cunt move around them. The feeling of release was total, and everything in Becky's world was momentarily blacked out while she pulsed with orgasm.
Then, as she allowed her knees to bend and brought her feet back down onto the bed, she again became conscious of rational thought and the first thing she thought about was Tom. Ahhh, she sighed to herself, tomorrow is gonna be some kind of day!
CHAPTER THREE
Each day after school, Tom and Becky were left alone in the house for a few hours until their parents got home from work. Although the teenagers were old enough to be left on their own, their mother insisted that they stay in the house and not answer the door or telephone. Neither Becky nor Tom liked the arrangement, but they had learned to accept it. It was easier to just do what she asked rather than argue with their mother.
Usually they spent the time watching television or doing various things in their rooms. It was usually a quiet time for it was not unknown for their mother to come home early and check up on them. Neither child wanted to get in trouble with their mother so they both spent the time doing simple, unexciting things.
But today would be different, Becky vowed. She knew for a fact that her mother had an important meeting at the office and couldn't possibly come home to check on them and so she intended to confront her brother with what she had seen him doing the other night in the alley.
All day long Becky's heart pounded. During her classes, she hardly heard a word that her teachers said because her cunt was so itchy all she could think about was satisfying it. She knew that, if she played her cards just right, her own brother would be fucking her before the day was done.
Becky got home first after running all the way from school. She ran right up into the bathroom and took a quick shower, being careful not to get her long blonde hair wet. Then she stood naked in front of her open closet trying to decide what to wear for the seduction of her brother.
Finally she picked out a very short skirt and matching sleeveless blouse. She left one too many buttons on the front of the blouse open and decided to skip wearing shoes. Then she brushed her hair until it was shiny and perfect. Just as she put down her hairbrush, she heard her brother come in.
She stood in the middle of her bedroom listening as Tom did what he did every afternoon. First he went to the refrigerator and took a big drink of milk right out of the carton. Then he grabbed a handful of cookies and headed up the stairs to his room. Becky stood back as he passed her door. She didn't want him to know that she'd beaten him home.
The blood pounded in her ears as she waited a few more minutes, letting him get settled. She knew he was working on a model in his room and she only hoped that he liked the smell of her pussy better than the smell of model glue.
At last she felt that the time was right. She took a deep breath and padded barefoot down the hall to his room. His door was partly open and she could see him at his desk, model glue in one hand, a tiny piece of gray plastic in the other.
"Hi!" she said, boldly entering his room, her short skirt swinging. "That looks great."
"Fuck!" Tom gasped, nearly jumping out of his chair. "Jesus, Becky, you almost scared the crap out of me!"
Becky laughed and fixed him with a strange stare. "You have to be more careful, Brother dear, you never know when other people are around."
She laughed some more, and Tom nervously joined her. Her ran his eyes up and down her odd outfit and tried to decide if she meant more with her words than a simple joke.
"When did you get home?" he asked.
"Just a little before you," she answered, perching on the edge of his desk. "I wanted to be ready to talk to you about something."
Tom's stomach flipped, but he told himself to calm down. He was just paranoid if he thought that his own sister knew anything about how he often spent his evenings.
"Yeah?" he answered. "What's up?"
Becky snorted and looked from his eyes to his crotch. "Nothing now," she replied. "But there was plenty up last night."
Brother and sister sat in silence for a few moments, each letting Becky's meaning sink in. Tom shifted uncomfortably in his chair and noticed how close her long, naked was to him. The scent of her thrilled him.
"What do you mean?" he finally asked, trying to sound innocent. But Becky would have none of it. She could feel his uneasiness and she knew that she had him right where she wanted him.
"I saw you last night, in the alley. I saw it all," she said.
"Jesus!" Tom gasped. "You didn't tell anyone, did you?"
Becky smiled down into his wide, pleading eyes, and rubbed her naked thighs against him. "No, and I don't plan to either...."
"Good!" Tom sighed.
"Under one condition," Becky continued, letting her words hang in the air.
"Anything!" Tom said quickly, "Just tell me what you want."
Becky lifted one bare foot up and put it on her brother's crotch, rubbing his soft prick roughly. Both teenagers felt his prick involuntarily respond.
"I want your cock," she said simply.
For an instant Tom was speechless but then, the more he thought of it, the more the idea appealed to him. He'd wanted to fuck a girl for a long time now but he hadn't know how to go about it. Now here was a girl offering herself to him-what did it matter that she was his own sister?
"Sure, why not?" he said with surprising calm.
"Well, come on then," Becky said, taking his hand and leading him over to his bed.
Each teenager was certain that the other had plenty of fucking experience and they were each counting on the other to lead the way. Neither wanted to admit that they were as cherry as the other and both hoped to bluff their way through this awkward fuck.
Becky acted very brazen, hoping to cover up her inexperience. She spread herself out on the bed and opened up her legs as she had seen the women in the magazines do. Her pussy was already wet and when she spread her thighs and heard her brother gasp, it got even wetter.
like he had done it in front of a woman a million times, Tom opened his pants and wriggled out of them. He wanted to take his shirt off too, but he was afraid that if he waited too long his sister might change her mind about letting him fuck her. So, as he had watched the man do to the brunette the night before, he fell on top of Becky and probed around her cunt with the tip of his prick.
"Ohhh!" Becky gasped, all the air rushing out of her as her brother's weight crashed down.
She kept perfectly still, not knowing how to move or even if she should move. She had seen lots of pictures of people fucking, but they had all been still photographs. The girl didn't know how much motion fucking really had.
Her breathing grew hot and ragged as she felt her brother feeling around near the opening of her cunt. The tip of his prick knocked all around her cunt-hole and even hit it once but then bobbed away. Becky whimpered with anxiety. Why didn't he just put it in her?
Tom grunted and thrust, but his cock just couldn't seem to find her cunt-hole. Finally he reached down between them and grabbed his pounding prick. The size of his hard-on surprised even him, but he captured it and led the dripping tip to the equally wet mouth of her cunt.
Once he located his mark, Tom bucked his hips as he had watched so many other men do and almost to his surprise, he felt his cock forcing its way up into his sister's pussy. He shoved again and sighed as more of his prick was surrounded by the soft, moist meat of Becky's pussy.
Becky remained still while Tom started to fuck her. She let out short little yelps of pain as her cunt stretched around his cock. Although she has been finger-fucking herself for a long time, she had never taken anything into her cunt that felt anything near to having her brother's prick in her pussy.
In the groove now, Tom jabbed his sister's pussy, delighting in the way she held his cock so tightly. She was so soft on the inside! It wasn't really anything like fucking his own hand and he knew he'd never be satisfied with beating his meat again after all this.
Using what he'd seen others do to guide him, Tom reached up under his sister's blouse and cupped one of her small tits. When his fingers closed around the pointy cone, he thought he'd died and gone to heaven. It didn't matter to him that his sister was not as voluptuous as many of the grown women he'd spied on. All he cared about was that Becky was here now, and he was fucking her. Her little titties could not have been more perfect to him.
"Move your ass," he panted, fucking his whole cock into her pussy. "Move with me, Beck, come on!"
Her teeth still clamped over her bottom lip with the strange feelings that caromed through her, Becky did her best to do what her brother wanted. She started slowly at first, rocking her hips with his rhythm. But the more he fucked her, the more comfortable she became with the motion and before long her body was moving with Tom, helping him fuck her with long, deep, measured strokes.
"Like this?" she panted, taking his hard fucking. "Okay?"
"Ummm-hummm," Tom replied, pounding her pussy with the full length of his prick.
Becky felt the juices from her cunt trickling out and running down between the cheeks of her ass. She also found that when she moved just right the base of her brother's prick rubbed against her clit and made her feel extra good.
The juices that ran from her stuffed cunt-hole excited Becky and made her hump up at her brother faster and faster. She no longer suffered at all from taking her brother's big prick. Now she felt lost and empty each time he pulled back and emptied her cunt. His cock soon became part of her, and Becky moaned in pleasure. Fucking was everything she had hoped it would be and she intended to do it often from now on.
Tom was having similar thoughts. His sister's pussy fit around his prick-shaft and the way her moist, squishy insides held his prick and caressed it when he fucked in and out delighted the boy. His confidence soared when he heard his sister sighing with joy, too.
"You like it?" he grunted, thrusting with his cock. "Does it feel good to you, Beck? Huh? Do you like fucking me?"
"Hummm!" Becky moaned, too overcome to speak, "Hummm, yesss!"
She wanted to tell him that fucking his wonderful prick was the best thing that ever happened to her. She wanted to tell him that his cock felt better to her than anything she had ever felt before. She wanted to tell him that she hoped he would never stop fucking her, but the words just wouldn't come so she moaned and mumbled her joy and tried to make him feel her ecstasy in the way she fucked back at him.
Their fucking got hotter and juicier. The pre-cum that boiled from Tom's prick mixed with the juices his cock forced out from deep within Becky's cunt to form a fragrant, erotic mixture that spurred both of the horny teenagers on.
Tom fucked her with long, straight strokes. Then he pulled back and fucked her with just the tip of his cock, letting his own pleasure guide him. When he discovered something that felt especially good, he did it again and again, wanting to squeeze as much enjoyment as possible out of his first fuck.
like the man he had watched the night before, Tom flipped her blouse up out of the way, baring her titties. First he just looked at them and then he bent down and took the tip of one in between his dry lips.
"Yehhh," sighed Becky, arching up slightly to make her brother take in all of the tit that he could.
Tom licked the tit-tip and his dry lips and sucked in more of her tit-mound. His mouth opened wide and the soft white flesh filled it, making him breathe through his nose. Her nipple was far inside of his mouth now, and he let the tit pull back out of his oral grasp so that he could thump her nipple with his pointed tongue.
He flicked her nip and it made Becky squeal and squirm. Tom hadn't expected such a reaction from her, but now that he'd gotten it, he didn't let up.
Becky wriggled wildly, her whole body writhing around beneath him. Tom had trouble keeping his mouth plastered to her wet, wiggling tit but he did his best. It felt very sexy to have his sister undulating beneath him and he pressed down harder against her.
His cock was again completely buried in her pussy, and with the way she was writhing because of his tit-licking, Tom didn't have to fuck his sister at all. Becky now did all the work, moving her cunt around and around rather than up and down the swollen shaft of her brother's cock.
The more she moved, the harder Tom hammered on her tit-tip with his tongue. His breath shot out of his nostrils like fire from a dragon as he felt his cock begin to tingle with the familiar sensation of impending orgasm. He prayed briefly that his sister would not suddenly pull away from him when he started to come. He wanted more than anything to fill her pussy with his hot load of creamy cum.
But Becky was too turned on to even think about taking or not taking her brother's jizz. His mouth tortured her with pleasure, and she writhed around, her clit sometimes grinding against the base of his prick and making her move even faster than before. She wiggled and snorted, her eyes closed and her lovely face flushed as she got her older brother off.
Tom chewed on her tit harder as he felt the tide in his balls grow more and more violent. He didn't know if he should warn his sister or not that his cream was about to erupt. His eyes were open wide, and he looked up the side of Becky's smiling, panting face. He had never seen her look more beautiful.
Becky felt that familiar knot in her belly and she knew she was about to come, too. She had never come with a cock in her pussy before, and she just knew that this orgasm would be the best of her entire life. She wiggled around and around, pushing her cunt down around the base of Tom's prick. She wanted to have all of his cock inside her when the magic moment arrived.
She could feel Tom's hot breath against her neck and it sent little shivers of excitement down her side. Along with the goose bumps it aroused, she also felt her nipple go harder and stiffer in his mouth. His tongue lashed it again and Becky let out another high, thin squeal.
Tom reached beneath his undulating sister and grabbed the cheeks of her ass. He held her tightly, trying to hold her still enough that he could fuck her a few last times. The soft flesh of her naked ass filled his palms and he gouged at it with his fingertips, digging into her skin to tame and break her.
With his strong hands holding her that way, Becky could not move as freely as before. But it didn't much matter because her motions had already taken their toll. When her brother plowed his cock straight down into her one final time, that was all it took to send the young girl over the edge.
"Tommmyyy!" she squealed, her whole body quaking with release. "Iiiieee!"
Tom leaned against her heavily to keep her from throwing him right off of her. His cock was buried to the root in the undulating chamber of her pussy and then her orgasm reached its peak. It proved too much for the inexperienced fucker, and he let his sister have the load of cream his balls had cooked up for her.
"Agag, gahhh!" he grunted, letting her tit loose and holding her jerking body tight against him. "Ahhh!"
The two of them writhed and spasmed together, neither of them knowing just what would happen next. Their orgasms danced and dove together, one feeding off the other and regenerating itself. The moment went on and on, gathering strength and then ebbing, only to be revived again.
But, at last they could come no more and they lay in each other's arms panting and sighing with relief. Neither wanted to admit that it had been their first fuck, but both of the teenagers knew it would not be their last-with each other or with others.
CHAPTER FOUR
In the next few afternoons, Becky and Tom spent plenty of time in bed together. They experimented, learning different ways to please themselves and each other. Sometimes they fucked hard, and sometimes they fucked tenderly. But always they fucked with one ear open, ever alert for their mother.
As they grew more comfortable with their new-found sexuality, Becky relaxed enough to confide in her brother her excitement when it came to watching other people fuck. Tom was thrilled-and relieved-that Becky did not hold his voyeuristic tendencies against him. So, each pleased that the other was also erotic-minded, they decided to go out together one night and see what sexy scenes they could discover in their neighborhood.
They devised a plan where Tom would tell their mother that he had to go over to a friend's house one evening to work on a school project. That same evening, Becky agreed to leave her piano lessons a bit early, telling her teacher she had to get home to help her mother. The plan went off without a hitch and the two met just as it was getting dark in an alley not far from their house.
"We'll try the house on Guava first," Tom suggested, leading his sister down the back passageway. "They like to have a quick evening fuck once in a while."
"You mean you've watched them before?" Becky asked, trying to walk quietly.
"Sure! Did you think that I just started, like you?"
"Well, no," Becky replied. "But I didn't know you knew so much about what other people do."
"I don't really know much at all," Tom laughed. "I just know wholikes to fuck and when-and who doesn't close their curtains. Now come on!"
They hurried down one block, and up the next. Ahead of her, Becky could see one brightly lit window and she felt her stomach tighten when she realized it was their goal. Tom's hunch had been right. There were people in that room!
"What'd I tell ya?" Tom giggled. "Those horny sons of bitches can't keep their hands off each other!"
Brother and sister moved around the trashcans across the alley from the back bedroom window, covering themselves as best they could. Then they crouched down and Becky's eyes went wide when she got her first good look at two people actually fucking.
"I can't believe it," she sighed. "Look at them go! How can she take it?"
"I don't know," Tom mumbled. "But I know I can't. Feel this!"
He took her hand and guided it to the front of his pants. Without taking her eyes off the hot sight in front of her, Becky felt his hard-on pounding against the fly of his jeans. She gave it an absent little squeeze and then let it go. Watching other people fucking was such a tremendous new experience, it took all of her concentration.
Inside the sparsely furnished bedroom, an older man and a very young girl were both naked on the bed. The girl, her face turned slightly away from Becky and Tom, was on her hands and knees and the man was taking her from behind with long, powerful strokes. The short dark curls on the girl's head bounced when he rammed his cock into her, but she seemed to enjoy it. She held her body taut and absorbed his fucking power by slamming her ass back at him each time he filled her with his cock-meat.
As if from a distance, Becky heard her brother slide his zipper down. Then she sensed as much as heard him start to stroke his rigid prick.
Becky was getting plenty hot herself. The idea of spying on other people while they fucked had excited her but not nearly as much as actually doing it did. She could feel her cunt getting all soft and squishy and she shifted around, rubbing herself against the crotch seam of her jeans.
"Turns you on, huh?" Tom whispered, his hands moving on his cock while he grinned at his obviously excited sister.
"Yeah," Becky croaked. "Even more than I thought it would."
Tom laughed, a low and dirty sound. "You gettin' wet?" he asked.
Becky didn't have to answer because her brother reached over and cupped the crotch of her jeans. Becky knew her cunt was very juicy and from the way her brother sighed she knew too that her cunt-cream had soaked the crotch of her pants.
"Runnin' like a river," Tom sighed, massaging her wet crotch and feeling it become even wetter.
In her crouched position, Becky opened up her thighs and balanced herself on just her tiptoes. With one hand she held onto a nearby trashcan to keep from falling. She pushed her cunt back against her brother's groping hand and began to pant, his fingers thrilling her even through the covering of denim.
"Wait a minute," she finally sighed, pulling away from Tom.
His hand again free, Tom went back to jacking on his cock while Becky quickly popped the snap of her jeans and stood up just long enough to pull them and her panties down around her ankles. Then she crouched back down beside him, her naked cunt giving off an odor in the night air.
"Yeahhh," Tom sighed, guiding her one hand to his prick and then going back to work on her pussy, "this is gonna work out just fine."
Becky whimpered her agreement as her fingers closed around the swollen shaft of his prick and his hand pressed against her steaming cunt. She felt a gob of her pussy-juice ooze out and smear his palm.
Tom's cock was cool against her fingers, but after just a few quick strokes, it grew hotter and straighter than ever. She glanced down at it briefly and noticed the sexy way that it stuck out from the open crotch of his pants. Then her eyes flicked back to the horny couple in the bedroom.
The young girl, Becky was sure that she was even younger than she was herself, was down on her elbows with the man still giving it to her from behind. Her back was arched sharply and her naked ass quivered each time she took all of his prick-meat. Sometimes her face was pressed down against her arms and sometimes she tossed it back, rolling it around on her shoulders when she particularly liked the way the older man fucked her.
The man wore an expression of dominance and ecstasy. He gripped the girl around the waist, his fingers nearly reaching all the way around her. As he fucked into her with all his strength, he also pulled her toward him, making sure she got all the cock-meat there was to be had. From time to time he held her ass pressed against the base of his prick and rolled his hips from side to side, wiggling his prick around in the depths of the girl's speared cunt-channel.
"Incredible," Becky sighed, her fingers automatically running up and down the length of her brother's cock. "In-fuckin'-credible."
Tom gave another dirty laugh and then jabbed his sister's cunt with two fingers. Her pussy gripped his fingers very tightly. When he pulled them out, they were slick with her juices, and he smeared those juices across the exposed point of her thrusting clit.
Becky gasped and gave his prick a squeeze of appreciation. She was still very turned on by watching other people fucking, but as she got more used to the idea, found it easier to do two things at once, namely watching them and jerking her brother off.
She rubbed the pearl of pre-cum that she knew without even looking was at the tip of his cock around his straining prick-tip and listened with satisfaction as he sighed in pleasure. Then she gripped his cock tightly and worked the loose outer skin back and up over the solid inner core, feeling her crouching brother wriggling with mounting fuck-lust.
"That feels great," he panted. "Do you like what I'm doing to your pussy?"
"Y-yess," Becky sighed, thrusting her pelvis out and opening her cunt up. "Fuck me!"
Becky spoke through gritted teeth, and Tom did as she asked. He pushed his fucking fingers deep inside of her and then opened them up like a pair of scissors, forcing them against the walls of her pussy.
"Oooh," she gasped, feeling as if he was stretching the shape of her cunt-hole.
In retaliation she took her hand away from his cock long enough to coat it with a pearly layer of spit. Then, her eyes still on the fucking couple, she smeared the tip of his prick with her wetness and proceeded to smooth the lubricant all down the sides of his prick.
"Ahhh," Tom moaned, "yeahhh."
Becky's hand moved faster and smoother than ever now with the layer of spit between it and the loose skin of Tom's hard-on. She relaxed her wrist and beat his meat just as he had taught her during their few but furious days of fucking.
As she massaged his cock, she made sure that her fingertips stayed against the sensitive vein that ran the length of his prick-shaft. Becky didn't understand why but her brother was extra-sensitive on that spot and so she massaged it, wanting to please him as much as possible.
Above her own panting she could hear her brother's loud breathing. They were turning each other on with their hands and fingers, making their young fuck-parts hum with arousal. Becky had never dreamed that anything could feel so good as fingering her brother while he fingered her and they both spied on another couple fucking.
Inside the house the young girl that now making push-up motions with her arms. Sometimes her upper body was flat against the rumpled bed, her small tits squished beneath her. Other times she held herself up, her back straight, her tits pointing downward, two pink cones of flesh. But whatever she did seemed to excite the man more, and he fucked her with quicker strokes than ever, jarring her with his fucking prick.
Becky found herself moving with the same rhythm as the girl who was getting fucked. As the girl took the man's cock, Becky rocked forward and back, helping her brother fuck her with his pointed fingers. The night air was cool against the soft skin of Becky's bare legs, but up toward her crotch she was as hot as a pistol.
With one hand tight around her brother's prick and the other bracing her up against the trashcan, Becky could move only a little. But even that small bit of motion was enough in this sexy setting. She watched the man move his hands from the girl's waist to the soft cheeks of her ass. His fingers dug into her pliant flesh and the girl opened her mouth, obviously crying out in pleasure and pain. She wiggled her ass in the man's grip and Becky felt her own pussy lurch. It was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed, even better than the sexy photos that she and Vicky had shared.
Although he was an experienced voyeur and had watched this particular couple fucking before, tonight seemed special to Tom, too. His dark head bobbed as he jammed his fingers into his sister's pussy and moved with her hand, helping it jack him off. Her cunt-juice felt oily as it filled his hand and ran down to his wrist. How he wished he could fuck Becky right now just like the man in the house was fucking the young girl. Who was she? Tom wondered. Was she his daughter, or maybe his daughter's friend, or maybe a babysitter? Tom's horny mind went wild with the possibilities, and he fucked Becky's cunt with his hand all that much better.
Becky rocked from side to side, making Tom's fingers move more inside of her. Sometimes he gouged at the soft inner tissues of her pussy with his fingernails and it hurt her a little bit. But her soothing juices and his usually satisfying finger-fucking were quick to ease her pain and she thrust out to meet him, her cunt sucking around his jamming digits.
"Think she's his kid?" Tom panted, his mouth very near to his sister's ear. The question caught Becky off guard, and she only moaned in response.
"She can't be his wife, do you think? She doesn't look that old, and I can't see any ring," Tom continued, his hips thrusting up through the circle of Becky's fingers as he spoke.
Becky moaned.
"Do you know her?" he asked, quickly looking over at Becky's flushed face.
Becky absently shook her head.
Tom grinned when he saw how hot she was. Her whole face was distorted with passion and her tongue hung out the corner of her mouth. It was no wonder she couldn't answer him, the boy realized.
"You're almost there, huh?" he asked, his laughing eyes now trained on Becky.
"Uh-huh," she gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head as he rubbed his greasy fingers across her clit.
"Then let's go!"
Becky almost lost her delicate balance as her brother tore into her cunt with a new kind of frenzy. His fingers, now three of them, filled the mouth of her cunt completely and he let them fly in and out of the fluttering opening. Then, to further her pleasant torture, he began to revolve his thumb over her clit while he fucked her with his other fingers.
"Oh Tom!" she gasped as her fingers, too, increased their speed up and down the shaft of his prick.
For many minutes the two teenagers pounded each other like never before. Becky bit her bottom lip with the power of her efforts and Tom panted like a stallion, his balls rolling around until they slipped from the confines of his jeans and dangled in the night air. As Becky pumped his prick, his balls began to dance, jerked and jarred by her violent fucking motions.
Their eyes grew wider and wider as it became apparent that the man in the house was about to come. His fucking strokes became frantic and then he jammed his cock into the girl completely and bent forward, over her back, gripping her hanging tits and hugging her to him. Becky and Tom could see the way his ass twitched and they each imagined the thick stream of jism that he was depositing far up inside the young girl.
Tom's prick vibrated in his sister's hand as he watched the little brunette grind her parted ass-cheeks against the base of the man's creaming cock. Her cheek was against the bed and her back sloped upward to meet the man's hairy belly. Her ass twitched back and forth just a little bit, wringing the last of his come from his beefy balls.
Becky slammed her hand from the base of his prick-head to the root of his cock, holding his shaft tightly in her sweaty hand. Tom jerked his hips too, and together they brought him off just as the man in the house began to stir, picking himself up off the back of the kneeling girl.
"Yeah, Bekkky!" he gasped, keeping his voice low. "Uhhh!"
Becky's hand jacked furiously on his spewing prick and his cream flew off in every direction. Becky took a few drops of it against her jacking hand and a few more on her bare legs and the side of one cheek. She stuck her tongue out and tried to lick away the bits of his cream that dotted her face.
As he came, Tom let his fingers slack off in their fucking of her. But his come was a quick one and before the man had even pulled his cream-soaked cock from the cunt of the young girl, Tom's moment had passed and he again focused his efforts on bringing off his sister.
Becky had been so close for so long that it didn't take much for Tom to fuck her climax right out of her. Of course, he had some help as Becky watched the large older man coax the girl down onto her back and then fall between her splayed thighs to lick up his own cream.
"Oh fuck!" Becky gasped, the combination too much for her. "Here I come!"
"Do it baby, yeah!"
As much as he wanted to see the old man eating the young girl, Tom wanted to watch his sister come even more. Now, in the subdued light, he saw her face contort and her eyes roll as he felt her pussy dance around his embedded fingers. He kept his hand moving and it slid around in her juicy, climaxing cunt, instantly making the boy's cock hard as a rock again.
Becky sighed and moaned, her knees waving apart and together around her brother's pumping hand. The knuckles of the hand that gripped the trashcan went white with the effort as Becky swooned with pleasure and satisfaction. Her cunt pulsed with her climax, one moment feeling very taut and the next very loose and open. Tom kept fucking her until the last shudder passed through her body. Then he gave her a moment to recuperate before he patted her moist, naked ass and shocked her back to reality.
"Come on," he said, struggling to get his new hard-on into his pants. "We better get home before Mom has a cow."
He took Becky's hand and helped her unsteadily to her feet. like a zombie she pulled up her pants and ran her fingers through her hair. Then, with Tom waiting to follow in a few minutes, she took one last look at the hot pussy-eating that was going on in the house and hurried off toward her home.
CHAPTER FIVE
When Becky arrived home, she found her father in the kitchen wearing an apron and putting dinner on the table. There were only three places set, and Becky guiltily slid into hers.
"Where's Mom?" she asked as her dad set the casserole down in front of her.
"She had a big meeting with a client," Jim Moon replied, 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, sitting down himself.
"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 unnoticed 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 anything as Tom carried his meal to the couch and turn 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 carrying 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 daughter was turned on for some reason. He watched her ass rock from side to side ever so slightly and found himself 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 actually getting the chance to have that kind of sexual experience herself began to appeal to her. But could she do it? Could 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 fucked 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 rubbed 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 throbbing 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 her pussy and brought the other back between their bodies and carefully undid his zipper. His cock bobbed up, automatically nudging in between his daughter's legs.
Becky whimpered when her father fisted his cock and guided it to the opening of her pussy. Becky lifted herself 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 remembered 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 farther 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, wanting 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 continued 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 results. 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 received.
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 coming. 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 continued 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 continued to fuck her, the tremors in her cunt vibrating his whole body from the cock on up. Together they panted 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 closing as if gulping in air. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and she was bent cruelly over the counter, her face very near to the cooling 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.
like a dog fucking its mate, Jim leaned into his little girl and fed her the last of his exquisite fucking. His cock thundered through the ultra-tight 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 sizzling 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 seconds her father 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 escaping 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!"
CHAPTER SIX
Each knowing he was as guilty as the other, Jim and his children could not reproach each other for their incestuous fucking. Before the evening was over, Becky had confessed to her father that the only boy she had fucked had been none other than her brother, and, much to her and Tom's surprise, their father hadn't been angry at all. In fact, the idea seemed to excite him so they went one step further and told him about how often they went out into the neighborhood at night and watched people fucking. When Becky told him about what she and Tom had seen earlier that evening, Jim was ecstatic.
"I don't know why I never thought of doing that myself," he told his incredulous children. "Would you mind if I went with you two sometimes?"
Becky looked at her brother in shocked surprise. "But what about Mom?"
"What about her? She's been such a bitch these last few years, she's lucky I haven't done something like this before. Fuck her, what she doesn't know won't hurt her."
"All right, Dad!" Tom cheered, slapping his old man on the back.
"Next time Mom works late, we're outta here!"
"I'll look forward to it," Jim said, giving both of his children a hug. "Now let's get us and this place cleaned up before she gets home."
It took them about a week to find an evening where they all felt safe enough to leave the house together. Tom felt in charge and grown up, leading his father and sister through the darkened streets to another of his favorite viewing spots. Becky felt sexy and hot, knowing she had the chance to get fucked by both her father and her brother if they found something really good to look at. Jim felt a little nervous, sometimes wondering if he was out of his mind to be doing something like this, especially with his own children.
The house they had been aiming for was completely black when they arrived, much to their disappointment. But Tom quickly came up with another address, and they headed in that direction, three figures dressed in black slinking down the alleyways. But before they could even reach the house they had in mind, a different lighted window stopped them dead in their tracks.
"Wow!" Becky gasped, her pussy juicing up instantly.
"I've never seen them before," Tom whispered, his eyes almost popping out of his head. "She's gorgeous!"
"I'll say," his father agreed, a lump in his throat.
The house was across the alley from a vacant lot so the three of them crouched down in some bushes there and watched in awe the fucking taking place in the room across from them.
In that room, which looked like a room built entirely for fucking, was a lovely blonde woman and two men. The woman looked to Becky to be in her thirties, but she was very well kept, with big swinging tits, and a supple, youthful body. She had a very dark tan, and the lines of her tiny bikini looked obscene, especially when she turned so that the dark triangle of her light brown cunt-hair also showed.
While Jim and Tom took in the blonde's assets, Becky also noticed everything there was to see about the two men in the room with her. One was a young body-builder, muscles rippling on every inch of his greased body. His hair was bleached from the sun and his face was ruggedly handsome. His cock was out of view because he had it shoved up the woman's ass.
The other man was tall and dark-haired. He was very thin, but his face looked like something out of the fuck magazines Becky and her friend Vicky sometimes shared. His skin was dark, and covered everywhere with a fine mat of hair. Neither her father nor her brother had much body hair and Becky now discovered that she found it rather attractive. Again she couldn't get a very good look at the dark-haired man's cock because he was feeding it to the blonde woman.
On the walls behind the three fuckers were pictures of people fucking in every imaginable position. Many of them had never even occurred to Becky and she immediately felt educated-and horny.
Tom wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation. Immediately he opened the fly of his jeans and let his cock bob free. Then, his eyes burning on the hot fucking action taking place inside that incredible room, he fisted his cock and began to work it up and back vigorously.
Becky and her father were more reserved. Becky merely began to shift her legs together, feeling her pussy getting very wet and hot. After a few minutes she allowed herself to touch her crotch, but kept her fingers on the outside of her jeans.
Jim was even more reluctant. He'd never done anything like this in his life, and he couldn't believe he was actually doing it now. His eyes moved from the horny blonde and her two studs to his own horny children. Although he had expected it, he was still shocked when he saw his son jacking himself off so wantonly. But his shock turned to lust when he saw the way Becky was rubbing her juicy little pussy, her face slack with lust as she watched the blonde take a cock from either end.
The blonde was down on all fours, with the body-builder kneeling behind her and the dark-haired pretty boy kneeling in front of her. She had her eyes closed and her head bobbed forward and back, taking and releasing his cock, her fingers against his hairy thighs as she held herself up. Each time the body-builder slammed his cock into her ass, her forehead wrinkled with a look of pain and concern and fuck-lust.
"Yeah, fuck her in the ass!" Tom panted, rooting as if he were at a baseball game. "Yeah! Fuck her good!"
Both Becky and her father watched Tom's hard-on pointing out into the night. He held it with both hands, one on top of the other, and jammed it through the circle they made. His balls dangled out beneath his rigid prick, moving back and forth with his strenuous fucking motions. The boy was kneeling in the dirt and weeds of the empty lot.
Becky was crouched down, her knees spread wide apart, the fabric of her jeans stretched taut across her cunt. Her hand could feel the wetness coming right through the denim as she watched the sexy scene in front of her.
Jim just bent himself over at the waist, bending his knees a little bit to keep down low. Although it didn't register in his conscious mind, he wanted to be ready to run in case anyone happened upon them. But his bent-over position only seemed to emphasize the elongating shaft of his cock and he self-consciously adjusted it in his pants to ease his considerable discomfort.
Becky rubbed her little pussy vigorously, trying to imagine what it would feel like to have a cock as big as her father's up her ass. Could she do it? she asked herself, sneaking a look up into her dad's concerned face. Maybe she'd have to try it and see.
The thought made her pussy tremble and she had to shove her hand down the front of her pants. She left her jeans snapped shut, liking the way it felt to touch herself inside of her clothes. It reminded her of how she sometimes put her hand down her pants at school, fingering herself off while sexy Mr. Spillman gave one of his boring lectures in science class. More than once Becky had gotten herself off imagining what he looked like without his clothes and glasses!
"Oh! Ohhh!" Tom grunted, his cock suddenly shooting like a fire hose.
Becky and Jim both turned their attention briefly to Tom. His cream jetted out and splattered noisily into the dry brush around them. Both his hands continued to jack on his spurting cock-shaft, and Becky swallowed involuntarily, thinking it was such a shame to waste such delicious cream. Jim couldn't help but look around them nervously, still very ill-at-ease.
But no one was there, and when Tom sat down flat on his ass to recover from his orgasm, Jim looked back at the horny blonde in the room. Was that some kind of orgy room they had there? he wondered.
In among the lewd photographs, Jim recognized other sexual devices that had gone unnoticed by his children. There were many different colored dildos of various sizes and even a few masks and a couple of whips and some chained anklets. All the equipment made Jim feel funny. He wanted to feel disgusted by it all, and it upset him that he wasn't.
"What's the matter, Dad?" Tom asked, stroking his already reviving hard-on. "Don't you like it?"
"Ahem, sure!" Jim said, trying not to sound as uncomfortable as he felt. "It's great, just swell."
"Then get yer meat out and beat it!" Tom laughed. "We don't come out here just to watch-that's sick!"
With both his kids watching him intently, Jim had no choice but to haul out his swollen prick. Actually, it was a relief to set his hard-on free and soothe it with the familiar feel of his hand.
"She's really a hot one, isn't she Dad?" Tom said, nodding toward the blonde in the house.
"She sure is, Son," Jim replied, kneeling down next to the boy and pulling Becky over closer to them.
"And those two guys," Becky said, "I wonder what it would feel like to take two cocks at the same time."
"I'm sure we could arrange for you to find out," Tom said lewdly, his eyes bright with fuck-lust.
"Ahhh, but not tonight, okay?" Jim said. "Let's do it at home sometime, huh?"
"Take it easy, Dad," Tom laughed. "No one is gonna see us. Becky, why don't you give a little head to dear old dad here to calm him down?"
"But then I can't watch them fucking her," the girl whimpered.
"I'll tell you what they're doing," Tom said, trying to pull Becky over in front of their dad. "Come on, suck him off and drink his come."
Becky's pussy was on fire, and the thought of gulping down her dad's jizz made it even hotter than watching the blonde woman take two cocks. She giggled her agreement and moved over in front of Jim, settling down flat on her ass in front of him, her feet spread on either side of the kneeling man.
All Jim's fears left him when his daughter's lips closed around the shaft of his cock. It was like Becky was sucking out all his apprehensions and he took hold of her face and helped her take in all the many inches of his throbbing prick.
"Feel better now?" Tom asked, his own cock helplessly hard again.
"Oh yeah," Jim sighed.
Tom then turned his eyes back to the double-fucking in the house. The man at the blonde's ass was pounding her harder than ever, and the boy could tell that he was getting ready to pump his load up her ass. Tom fisted his own cock, pumping it as he anticipated the man's orgasm.
Becky bobbed her head, taking and releasing all of her father's lusty prick. His cock-meat tasted good, and she covered it with her spit, making the mouth-fucking easier. She ran her tongue around and around the swollen prick-meat and enjoyed the way her father twitched and sighed.
As she ate him, Jim opened up her jeans and got at her little cunt. It was very juicy and he fingered it open, smearing the slimy cream all around her cuntal area.
"Oh Beck, he's really giving it to her ass now," Tom panted, beginning his suck-by-suck action calls. "She really loves it though, what a slut!"
Becky moaned around her father's cock as she imagined the blonde taking the bodybuilder's cock. She pulled harder on Jim's cockmeat, his fingers and her lusty imagination stirring her fucking juices like never before.
Jim tangled his fingers in the strands of her long hair and pumped her face up and down around his cock-shaft. The way her tongue ran up and down along the sensitive vein that cut across his hard-on made the man roll his eyes and thrust his cock out even more. His little girl gave head like a pro and he couldn't wait to blast his cream down her cock-sucking throat.
"Way to go, hon," he panted. "Yeah, suck out my cream!"
Becky bobbed her face, taking all of his cock until she could feel his zipper against her tender lips. Then she pulled her mouth back slowly, keeping her lips tight around the length of his cock, and wiggled her tongue along the underside until she felt her teeth hit the helmet of his prick-head. Then she mouthed just the very tip of his cock, her tongue trying to worm its way into the flared piss-hole.
Tom heard his father's breathing growing harsher and harsher and he wished he had some of the action too. Then, deciding that if the woman in the house could please two cocks, so could Becky, he moved right up tight against his dad and shoved his own prick toward his sister's sucking mouth.
"Do me too," he panted. "Suck me just a little bit, Beck."
Liking the idea, Becky grabbed both cocks and held them together. Then she lapped up and down both of their swollen tips, feeling and tasting the subtle differences in the flavor of their leaking jizz.
Jim's fingers poked in and out of the mouth of her cunt and Becky felt herself coming. To be sucking two cocks while her own father fingered her off was just too much!
"Hummm!" she moaned, her body vibrating wildly. "Mmmmmm!"
Her orgasm was quick, but very intense and behind her closed eyelids she saw vivid blasts of exploding color. Her mouth was open and empty as she gasped for air and then gasped for cock, sucking in first one cock-knob and then the other.
Still high with her recent release, Becky sucked one cock-tip and then turned her head slightly to have the other. Her dad's prick-knob was a little bigger, but she liked the taste of her brother's better. The horny girl was glad she didn't have to choose between the two because she loved them both and to have them both at once was a dream come true.
"The guy in her ass shot off!" Tom suddenly grunted, shoving harder at Becky. "Ahhh, yeah, he's filling her ass with his cream!"
Becky moaned around their cocks, her tongue out and licking up the side of one prick-shaft and down the other. Her father's fingers left her pussy and she turned her full attention to bringing both men off as soon as possible.
She took a set of balls in each hand and rolled them in her palms like dice. Then she smashed them up tight against the two twitching cock-shafts and then released them, letting their own considerable weight pull them down. Both men murmured and grunted, their passions ever mounting.
"The dark-haired bear is fucking her mouth like crazy!" Tom cried.
The news made Becky wild. She pushed their straining cock-heads together with her fingers and crammed both of them into her gaping mouth. She ran her tongue around both of them, taking the jizz that dripped out more and more.
"Oh honey!" Jim gasped, his hands pulling her stuffed face far down the shaft of his, as well as Tom's prick. "Gettin' there!"
Becky bobbed her head as much as she could on their bunched-together fuck-meat. Then she pulled off and concentrated on sucking her father's cock all the way to his twitching balls.
"Ahhh!" Jim exclaimed, his cock-meat suddenly lurching and his cream jetting down her throat. "Babyyy!"
Becky snorted and struggled to take her dad's come. Absently she reached out for her brother's thrumming prick and just as she touched it, it too let loose with its hot load.
"Aggg, Christ!" Tom grunted, his cream exploding against the side of his sister's cock-sucking face.
Worried she might drown if she slacked off, Becky gulped down her dad's cream as she felt her brother's cream spraying against her ear. She was totally surrounded by jizz, and was the best feeling in the world!
Both men shuddered and groaned as their cocks emptied. Then they both fell away from Becky and the girl felt oddly alone. Not knowing what else to do, she turned around and took another look at the horny blonde. And, much to her delight, Becky saw that the handsome dark-haired man was just pumping his load into her hot, sucking mouth. Becky gave a sticky grin, knowing she had twice as much cream in her belly as the sexy older woman did. She then looked down at her panting father and brother and took both of their cocks in her small hands.
"Let's get these things home so you can give them both to me at once," she said huskily, jacking on their wilted, sticky pricks. "And I don't mean in my mouth!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
The next week after her piano lesson, Becky was walking home down a dark alley, whistling her favorite piece, when suddenly a man stepped out of the shadows and grabbed her by the arm. She started to struggle and cry out when his voice fought its way through her terror and instantly calmed her.
"Easy Becky, it's me, shhh!"
"Daddy!" she gasped, her heart at her throat. "God, you scared me to death!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to, ahhh, I guess I didn't think."
Becky now could see that her father had on the black outfit he now wore whenever they went out spying on people. He'd taken to voyeurism very quickly and Becky was glad for that. She'd gotten some very good fucks out of her old man while watching other men and women getting it on.
"What are you doing here?" Becky whispered.
"I thought maybe we could go out for awhile," Jim replied.
"But what about Mom? She's home!"
"I told her I was going to pick you up from your lesson and take you to the library. She doesn't suspect a thing, I'm sure. Come on, Beck," he whined, "Let's go find a good one and have a little fun."
Becky wanted to say no to punish her father for having frightened her so badly but she just couldn't. It had been a couple of days since she had been fucked and a couple more than that since she'd been out peeking so she was hot for it. Her stern expression finally broke and she took her waiting father by the hand.
"Come on," she said. "Let's see what we can find."
As quietly as ever, they slipped up and down the blocks and sometimes even between the houses. Things seemed unusually quiet and they were about to give up when a lighted window up ahead of them drew them like moths to a flame.
"That's Mike's house," Jim said, naming one of his co-workers. "Oh, I can't wait to see him fucking Diane! I swear, if they weren't married, I might go for that little piece myself!"
"Shhh," Becky cautioned, worried her father's excitement might give them away.
They quickly moved toward the window, Jim hot to get a look at his friend and his wife fucking their brains out. But when they arrived near the bright window, Jim got quite a shock. Diane was there all right, but the man humping betweeen her golden thighs was no one he had ever seen before!
"She's cheatin' on him!" Jim gasped. "I don't believe it!"
It didn't matter to Becky that the couple on the old-fashioned four-poster bed was not man and wife. All she cared about was the fucking being hot to watch. Carefully she opened the gate to their backyard and led her babbling father closer to the fucking action than they had ever ventured before.
"Quiet Dad, they might hear you," she whispered, crouching down beside a potted plant. "And get down!"
The bedroom had a sliding glass door that led out onto the patio that Becky and her father were crouching on. The drapes were open completely and Becky could see all of the plushly furnished bedroom and the wanton fucking taking place there. With a lusty sigh she settled down to enjoy the show.
The woman in the house, Diane, was a tall honey-blonde, her hair falling nearly to her waist. Right now she was on her back with her feet spread and pointed toward the open window while a dark-haired man humped mightily between her legs. Becky watched his ass bob up and down and creamed.
Jim stared at the fucking couple like he had never seen people fucking before. Diane had always been one of his fantasy girls, but he had always imagined her to be beyond reproach and totally unobtainable. She and Mike seemed devoted to one another and now, as he realized how wrong he'd been, his cock ached for what he might have had.
Becky was stretched out on her stomach on the grass in front of the window and Jim joined her. He pulled her into his arms and held her tight against him, his cock against her ass, as they undulated together and watched the man pounding between the blonde's bent legs.
Becky bounced her ass back against her father's cock. She could already feel that it was very hard and so she mashed herself against it, teasing him.
Jim reached around his little girl and felt her titties. She had on a light jacket and he unzipped it slowly, hoping that the people inside wouldn't hear it. But he needn't have worried. They were fucking so hard they wouldn't have heard anything short of a nuclear explosion. Then, opening the middle few buttons of her blouse, Jim at last reached the bare skin of his daughter's tits.
"Where's your bra?" he whispered.
"Who needs it? It just gets in the way."
Jim laughed at her bluntness and cupped her little titties. The nipples were very pointed, partly from what she was watching and partly from being exposed to the cool night air. Jim took them between his thumbs and forefingers and gave them each a little pinch.
As always, her tits were very sensitive, and Becky wiggled back against her dad with more vigor than before. The shaft of his hard-on ran right along the crack of her ass and Becky danced against it.
Inside the house, Diane lifted her upper body, holding herself up on her bent elbows. The man continued to hump between her bent knees and she took hold of his face and pulled it to hers, kissing him hungrily.
For the first time Becky got a good look at the woman's face and saw that she was very beautiful. Her hair framed her perfect features and her large, luminous eyes made her look rather exotic. Becky could understand her father's lust for Diane. Just looking at her even made Becky feel a little funny and she moaned.
Jim's fingers moved down, opening her clothes the rest of the way. Then he shoved her sticky panties away from the flowing gash of her pussy and buried both of his hands there. He shoved one finger from each hand into the hole of her cunt and fucked them in and out like pistons, one always inside her.
Becky couldn't stay still while her father finger-fucked her this way. She humped and rolled her hips, increasing the friction his fingers gave her cunt. The night air tickled the hairs of her pussy and she shivered when her warm cream rolled out and met the cool breeze, chilling the hot meat of her cunt.
Jim grunted against the side of her neck. As he filled and refilled his daughter's pussy, his eyes never left his friend's wife and the man fucking her so mightily. Diane had broken off their steamy kiss and her head had lolled back, her face contorted with fuck-lust and partially covered with her long, silky hair. How Jim wished he could wrap some of that hair around the throbbing shaft of his prick and jack himself off with it!
At that thought, he nuzzled his face into Becky's hair deeper than before. He filled himself with the scent of her and it turned him on like crazy. If he couldn't have Diane, he could have his own daughter and Jim knew that fucking his own flesh and blood was a thousand times more thrilling than fucking anyone else.
Wet, sticky sounds came from between his little girl's legs as his fingers continued to trench out her juicy cunt. The scent of her pussy surrounded them like a cloud and Jim inhaled deeply, getting high on the luscious aroma of teenaged pussy. His head swam with it.
The smell of her cunt made his mouth water and Jim knew that he had to taste, as well as touch, her juicy young cunt. He gave her pussy a couple more spine-tingling jabs and then pulled his fingers free from her clasping pussy-walls.
"Wha...?" Becky mumbled.
"Shhh, turn around, I want to eat you," Jim whispered, helping her into the position he had in mind.
Becky squirmed around until her head was pointing toward the window. Her dad then removed one of her shoes and pulled her jeans down and off that leg, leaving them tangled around her other knee. Her pussy sizzled right in front of his open, ogling eyes and he dove head-first right into its creamy depths.
Becky arched up when her father's lips hit the open lips of her pussy. Her head tipped way back and she found that she could still see Diane and her fuck-partner only now they were upside down! The picture almost made Becky laugh except that her father plunged his tongue into her pussy deeply and changed her emotion from amusement to pure fuck-lust.
"Ohhh," she sighed, opening her legs as wide as she could and assuming the same sexy position Diane was in.
While in the house the man between the woman's legs, his cock filling her cunt, out in the yard the man filled the woman with his tongue, his head bobbing between her thighs. Jim slurped down all his daughter's juice greedily, as if he had to get all that he could tonight because tomorrow might never come.
Becky humped her ass up out of the damp grass and fed her dripping pussy-meat to her father. She grabbed two big handfuls of his hair and used his head for leverage as she bounced around, now and then still catching a glimpse of what was happening inside the bedroom.
Diane leaned forward and so did the man who was fucking her. They embraced and the man pulled her tighter to him, making her sit up flat on her ass. As Becky watched, she saw them entwine their legs until they were both sitting up and facing each other, his cock apparently still inside of her cunt.
"Wow," she gasped, "that was neat!"
Jim looked up over the fuzz of her cunt to see what she was looking at. To his surprise he now saw the back of the man with Diane's legs around his ass and her pretty face peeking over his shoulder. Neither of them could move much but, from the look of ecstasy on Diane's face, Jim knew that their new fucking position was pleasing her plenty.
Then he flicked his eyes back down and threw himself into the task at hand, eating his daughter out. He curled his tongue into a long tube and thrust into her pussy with it, opening her up like magic. Then he began a series of long, straight fuck-strokes, probing her depths with the soft, slimy length of his rigid tongue.
Becky bucked and writhed, her fingers pulling hard at his hair and her nails scraping at his scalp. She made his face bob around between her legs, his nose involuntarily being ground against her upstanding clit.
But Jim didn't mind the slight discomfort his little girl's lust brought to him. He was glad to let her have her fun. He snorted her smelly juices and gulped them down by the mouthful, loving every tasty minute of this cunt-lapping.
As Jim delved his tongue far inside his daughter, scooping out helping after helping of her tasty juices, he rolled his own hips from side to side, his hard-on trapped beneath his body. It was uncomfortable to have to lay on top of such a swollen piece of cock-meat, but the man endured, more interested in his daughter's pleasure than his own.
"Oh, Daddy, ohhh, ohhh!" Becky whimpered. "You do that sooo goood!"
Jim lapped the flat of his tongue up and down over her entire cuntal area. The tip of his tongue touched the puckered hole of Becky's ass and he was reminded of how well she had taken his cock when he had first fucked her ass a few days ago. In appreciation he tickled that rough little dent with his tongue tip and then again lapped all the way up her creamy gash until his tongue reached the pulsing button of her clitty.
He pulled her clit in between his lips and drew it out long and taut. Then he beat the end of it with the end of his tongue, loving the way Becky bucked and grunted. His hands were on either side of his munching face, keeping the girl's legs spread as far apart as possible, giving himself plenty of room to work.
Slurping noisily, Jim glanced over Becky's cunt-bush to check out the action inside the house. Just as he looked up, he saw the man lean back and take Diane with him, guiding her up onto his prick. With a look of extreme fuck-lust, Diane took her perch on top of him, his cock securely buried in her pussy, like a queen to her throne.
Better than ever her full, mature body was displayed for Jim's hot eyes. Her curves were the lush, padded curves of a grown woman. She rolled her hips slowly, fucking at him as she looked down right into his eyes with heavy-lidded horniness. Jim watched her tits sway as she fucked that lucky man.
More turned on than ever, his cock pounding against the wet grass, he reached forward and took hold of Becky's young tits. He kept his eyes on Diane, imagining it was her full set of titties that he had his fingers stretched around. His breathing grew heavy and thick and the jets of air escaped his nostrils and tickled Becky's clit, making her squirm with pleasure.
Her father's tongue was driving Becky out of her mind. Again she arched herself up, giving him more of her pussy and allowing her to take an upside-down look at what Diane was up to. The sight of the perfect woman moving on top of the man's cock with such sensuous grace made Becky green with envy. She couldn't wait for her own young body to finish developing.
"Ummm, fuck her," Becky spat, the top of her head in the moist grass as she moved with Diane, jerking her cunt downward at the same speed. "Fuck him good!"
The growling sound of his daughter's lewd commands thrilled Jim. He zigzagged his tongue up through her open cuntal crack, touching her sizzling skin only lightly and feeling the way she shuddered with mounting joy. He intended to toy with her a little more and then, when Becky couldn't stand it anymore, he wanted to bring her off like never before.
Becky arched her body, feeding her dad her pussy while she watched Diane give the other man her cunt. When Jim's hands left her tits and went back down to hold her legs apart, Becky grabbed her own titties, rolling and pinching and tweaking them, making herself soar higher with her incredible fuck-lust.
"Oh, Daddy! Daddy!" she cried, her voice rather shrill in the empty night air.
Jim's pulse pounded in his ears as he shoved his tongue deep into Becky's cunt and then wiggled it around inside of her. He made his tongue flutter into her cunt-tunnel and then run around her clit, touching her everywhere that mattered as he brought her closer and closer to her beloved orgasm.
Becky whimpered, her body jerking violently. Her hands left her father's head and instead grasped the grass beside her jumping ass, ripping it out by the roots in big, wet clumps. She no longer saw Diane, she no longer saw anything except her own relief, which got closer and closer with each thrust of her father's fucking tongue.
"Oh! Oh! Ohhh!" she grunted, her words louder than ever before.
Jim jammed her full of tongue one last time and then felt her go rigid beneath him. Becky let out a blood-curdling scream, but Jim ignored it, pumping her pussy with his tongue with a quick, deep determination that kept her creaming and screaming for several endless seconds.
"Daddy! Daddy!" she cried, her young body bucking and jumping. "Ohhh!"
Jim was in the groove with her orgasm, enjoying it with her until he looked up into Diane's bedroom. All the fucking there had stopped and Diane and her partner were looking around themselves, Becky's screams having broken into even their intense fucking trance.
Jim's heart nearly stopped as Diane bounded off the bed and looked out her large window. Fortunately for him and Becky the difference in the light was so extreme she still couldn't see them. Jim saw her turn back to the man and say something and, not one to take chances, Jim pulled himself up, gathering the still-whimpering Becky up into his arms.
"Daddy, wha ... where ... ummm," Becky moaned as he lifted her up and ran with her toward the gate, her loosened pants dangling down from her half-naked body.
As he let the out the gate, Jim turned around to see an outside light come on and Diane's fucking partner stepped out into the backyard, his cock still at half mast. Jim watched him scan the yard and then stride out into the grass. With Becky still cooing and sighing in his arms, Jim watched in horror as the young man bent down and picked up something, straightening up and holding Becky's forgotten tennis shoe in one hand.
"Jesus!" Jim sighed, his heart pounding as he turned and ran down the alley as fast as he could, the burden of his daughter heavier than ever in his arms.
CHAPTER EIGHT
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 available 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 apprehension, 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 getting 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 discovered 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 happened to someone else, but Tom wasn't too keen on putting himself in that kind of danger.
"Remember to be quiet," he reminded his sister.
"I know," Becky said indignantly. "I'll be more careful 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 pulled 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 exploding 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 everything. 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 thin 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 cunt-lapper," she said, bobbing her cunt up an down so that her dark bush brushed against his lips. "Well let's see if these lessons 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 completely 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, working 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 up-thrusting 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 nowhere 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 stockinged 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 withering 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 landed 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 starving, 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, pulsing around her fucking hand as she continued to pound herself with it.
"You're not kiddin'! " her brother grunted in agreement, 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 attention 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.
CHAPTER NINE
When his children told him about what he had missed, Jim forgot his fears about going out spying. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became to hit the streets again as soon as possible.
The next evening, when his wife said she felt a little ill and went up to bed very early, Jim couldn't have been happier. He was so eager to look in on some hot fucking action that he was willing to take a chance on going out with Becky and Tom while their mother was in the house.
"Get your coats kids, let's go, go, go!" he exclaimed, interrupting their television program and switching off the set.
"Come on, Dad," Tom said. "We can't go with Mom here."
"Your mother has gone to bed with a headache."
"Yeah, but what if she gets up?" Becky asked.
"I just looked in on her, and she's asleep already. What's the matter with you guys?" Jim leered. "Don't you wanna fuck?"
Becky and Tom both laughed at their father's new-found sexuality. And, instead of answering his question with words, they just went upstairs to change their clothes.
"I can't believe she's not home either," Becky sighed as they turned away from Brenda's darkened window. "She was our last hope!"
The disappointed blonde looked into the equally long faces of her father and brother. They'd combed the neighborhood and had not found anything interesting to look at. Even the ultra-sexy Brenda had disappointed them.
"I guess it wasn't meant to be," Jim said, draping an arm around the shoulder of each of his children. "We might as well just go home and try another night."
"Shit, and I was gettin' really hot for it, too," Tom grumbled, kicking a stone.
They took their time walking home, their eyes still scanning the windows along the back alley. Many of them were lit and some even had open drapes. But there was no fucking happening in any of them.
They were just a few houses away from their own backyard when they suddenly saw the light in Jim and Julia's bedroom go on. Instinctively they all hurried up, then slowed again when they realized it was just their own house.
"Your mother must be up," Jim said.
"Oh God, what'll we tell her?" Becky exclaimed worriedly.
Jim just laughed and rumpled her hair. "I'll just say we went out for ice cream or something. Don't worry."
As they passed by Julia's lighted window on the way around to the front door, they just couldn't help but look in. And when they did, the sight stopped them dead in their tracks, the three of them letting out a collective gasp of surprise.
In her present state, Julia looked anything but ill. In fact, Becky and Tom had never seen her look lovelier and Jim instantly felt his cock pound with a longing for his wife he hadn't felt in years.
Julia was leaning back against the padded headboard of their big bed. She was naked and her legs were spread, her knees bent and pointed outward. Her small body looked rather frail in the soft light, her short blonde hair making her look like a child. The cross expression that had seemed permanent on her face lately was gone, and in it's place was a look of rapture.
Her hands were between her parted legs and all three observers assumed she was fingering her pussy. But then she drew her hands back away from her cunt and they could see something large between them.
"She's fucking herself with something!" Becky gasped. "Oh my God, it's a cucumber!"
Jim and Tom stared. Becky was right, Julia did seem to be pounding a large, green cucumber in and out between the lips of her cunt, her face rolling with lust.
Jim and Tom and Becky each looked at each other blankly. Jim couldn't understand it. His wife almost never wanted to fuck him, and here she was fucking herself with a pseudo cock. What was her problem? he wondered.
Although Tom and Becky didn't know the details about their parents' sex life, they had assumed that it wasn't the greatest. Still, they couldn't help feeling sorry for their father. His expression belied a dozen mixed emotions.
"Don't be upset, Dad," Becky whispered, nuzzling up to her father and cupping his tented crotch.
Jim cupped his daughter's groping hand and gave his son a short hug. He just didn't understand Julia and he watched her for many minutes, his confusion growing rather than lessening.
Tom and Becky stood quietly while their father stared at their mother. Becky kept her hand at his crotch, her fingers working over his lengthening prick. She was glad that she could make his cock hard even when he was so upset. What the girl didn't realize was that his hard-on was as much for his wife as for Becky's tender ministrations.
Her young pussy bubbling as usual, Becky then dropped to her knees in front of her startled father and drew his zipper down. Jim didn't react and Becky helped herself to his prick, lifting it out of his pants.
As she took her father's cock in her mouth, she looked up his body toward his face. His eyes were sad, but his mouth was turned up into a sort of smirk. When she ran her tongue around the tip of his cock-head, she was delighted when he sighed and began to thrust his hips slightly, his attention still focused on Julia inside the house.
Tom watched his mother, too. She was usually so hateful that the boy had never given her body much thought. But now, Tom had to admire his father's taste in women. His mom was petite but really built, with big tits and a figure that was usually hidden under loose, bulky clothes. Her legs were short but nice and the hair between them was as blonde as the hair on her head.
While they watched her, Julia rotated her ass around, pulling it up off the bed slightly. Sometimes she fucked her body at the thick, green vegetable and other times she used it to fuck herself. She rolled her head back against the pillows piled behind her back, the ecstasy she felt very obvious on her flushed face.
Then she used one hand to fuck herself, moving the cucumber deftly. Her other hand remained at her crotch, rotating quickly, obviously stimulating her clit. Tom felt his cock harden in his pants and he looked over to see how Becky was coming with the cock-sucking of their father, hoping it would be his turn very soon.
Becky had her back to the window as she bobbed her face up and back on Jim's prick. She took and released his cock-meat quickly, her hands toying with his balls. From time to time when she held only the tip of his prick between her tender lips, she turned herself enough to see that her mother was still fucking herself as lewdly as ever with the fake prick. The scene made her pussy juice and she wondered why she'd never thought of doing something like that herself when she was alone and horny.
Becky jumped a little when her father suddenly reached down and caressed the top of her head. Aside from moving his hips a bit, he had been very unresponsive to her head-job. She sucked his prick a little harder now and Jim began to pant, his eyes still on his wife rather than on the girl kneeling in front of him.
Faster and faster the cucumber flew in and out of Julia's pussy. The two men in her life watched as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.
Tom felt hotter than he ever had before. Watching his own mother get herself off was something he had never even imagined doing, but now that it was happening he was thrilled by it. He even began to wonder what it would be like to take that stupid cucumber out of her hands and give her his cock to fuck instead.
As Tom watched with greedy eyes, Julia threw her head back violently and jammed the green prick completely into her pussy. The vegetable disappeared totally and the woman spasmed hard, her head tossing and her mouth open to emit a silent scream.
"Oh yeah!" Jim gasped, slamming his cock hard into Becky's throat and pretended his wife's orgasming pussy rippled around the deeply embedded shaft of his prick.
Becky strained to turn around enough to see what was happening with her mother, but she only got a quick glimpse before her father's hands closed around the sides of her face and forced her to take his cock into her throat again. She moaned around it, forced to take the violent fucking blows meant for her mother's pussy.
Out of respect for his father, Tom had tried to control himself. During his mother's exhibition, he had contented himself with just rubbing his fingers over the tip of his packed fly. But now, when Julia jerked the cucumber from her pussy and then flopped over onto her stomach and held the creamy prick up to her lips, Tom couldn't stand it anymore. He quietly opened his jeans and took out his hard-on, sighing as he began to jack on it while he watched his mother's latest horny antics.
like a dog with a bone between her paws, Julia sucked and licked on the tasty vegetable, slurping up her own pussy-juices. Jim involuntarily licked his lips. Not too far back in his memory he could recall the delicious flavor of his wife's cunt-juices and he envied her such a tasty morsel. With renewed vigor he slammed into Becky's mouth.
Becky had to work hard now to keep up with her father's fuck-lust. His fuck-strokes were erratic and his cock was dripping so much the girl had to swallow constantly just so she didn't drown in his creamy flow. Her tongue grew tired from running up and down and around and around his prick-shaft, but Becky kept on, wanting to be the best she could for her sexy dad.
If Jim appreciated what she was doing for him, he didn't let her know. He huffed and puffed, jerking his cock from her fine oral grip and then fucking it back between her lips. But he never looked down at her or called her by name.
As Julia worked over the cucumber with her ovaled lips, Jim felt more than ever like the lips that were around his prick belonged to his wife. While Becky played with his balls, he took hold of his own prick-shaft, jacking on it and moving the loose outer skin up and down it much as Julia was caressing the slimy cucumber.
While he worked over his own cock, Becky took a moment to crane her eyes around her father's hard-on and look in on her mother. Her eyes went wide with shock as she saw the way her mother's tongue reached out to clean her own pussy-juices off the slick surface of the vegetable she had used to fuck herself. Becky was reminded of the way Bobby's mother had eaten his cream from Brenda's cunt and again she felt that funny feeling in the pit of her stomach. What would it be like to taste cunt-juice? she wondered.
Again her dad took hold of her face and jerked her back around, forcing her to think of nothing but sucking his cock. She zigzagged her tongue tip up along that sensitive path on the underside of his prick and heard him grunt.
"Take it, honey," he ranted. "Take, take it, take it!"
Becky was again forced to absorb his frustrated jabs. The head of his cock poked against one cheek and then the other, stretching her pretty face out of shape and venturing dangerously close to her sharp teeth.
His father's words drew Tom's attention and for the first time in many minutes his eyes left the brightly lit picture of his obscenely displayed mother and hit upon his equally ready father. Tom saw the way his old man was battering Becky's face, making her head snap from side to side, her hair slashing across her face.
With a lusty grumble Tom gripped his own cock more tightly, fighting back the feelings of jealousy. He would have loved to have had his sister's warm, soft mouth wrapped around his rigid, aching cock. But since he was alone, he, like his dad, imagined it was his prick Julia was lavishing such tenderness on.
Julia's pointed tongue stuck out as far as she could force it and then she ran it up and down the sides of the vegetable very slowly. She lapped at it like she was eating an ice cream cone and then she ovaled her lips and took several inches of the great shaft into her mouth.
"Yeah, suck me, baby," Jim panted, his hips pistoning back and forth. "Take it all in and suck me good. You want my cream? I'll give it to ya, just suck me, yeahhh!"
Becky's breath snorted out of her nose against the top of her father's cock. Because she had been sucking him so long and so furiously, her nose began to run and she sniffled, drawing the thin snot back up into her nasal passages. But it didn't help much and before long she could feel it running down again, gathering at the edge of her nostrils and then running down toward her top lip, which was stretched taut around her father's fucking prick.
Julia sucked her cheeks in around the rigid vegetable, putting a very sexy suction on it. Both men moaned, each imagining what it would feel like to have such a thing done to him. She forced it in and out between her lips and Tom knew he had never viewed a more unnaturally erotic sight than that long green thing emerging from his mother's pretty face.
Julia made love to that cucumber better than she had to her husband in quite some time and it made Jim's blood boil to watch. When she sucked in all the thick, round inches of that fake cock, he rolled his eyes, Becky's mouth becoming his wife's.
Again Becky peeked around, watching her mother with awe. The woman took in almost the whole cucumber and then pulled it back out. Julia held it up in front of her face, inspecting it closely, and then brought it back to her lips. Then, suddenly and to the horror of those watching her, she quickly bit off the tip of her pretend cock and chewed it up greedily.
"Ah, shit!" Tom grunted, his fantasy abruptly broken off, but his orgasm just as abruptly triggered.
Becky heard the first spurt of her brother's cream and then was startled when the first of her father's jism followed Tom's by only a few seconds. She gulped madly, taking the man's super load and listening to her brother's cock-cream pissing down onto the asphalt beside her. How she wished she could look at her mother right then, but with her father's shooting prick crammed down her throat it was impossible for her to turn her head far enough side of the bed. The man couldn't help but wonder what other things his own pillow had witnessed while he was away.
"I've gotta go in there," he said, speaking as much to himself as to his children.
"What about us, Dad?" Becky asked, getting to her feet, her knees straightening out painfully.
"Fuck, I never knew Mom was so hot!" Tom panted, putting his spent cock away.
Jim ignored his son's comment and addressed his daughter. "I think we need to have a family conference. Since I now know that it wasn't your mother's head that was bothering her tonight, I think this might be a good time for us all to talk."
"Should we come with you then?" Becky asked sincerely.
Jim thought for a minute. "No," he said, "you wait here and when I call you, come running. Your mother won't say no to me tonight, not after what we just saw. Now give me a kiss for luck."
Becky got up on her tip-toes and pecked her father on the cheek.
"Thanks hon," he said, giving her ass a squeeze. "And thanks for the blow-job."
With that he left his children standing in the alley and started in toward the house. Just as he disappeared around the corner, Tom and Becky saw their mother reach over for the bedside lamp and then the bedroom went dark.
CHAPTER TEN
For what seemed like an eternity, Becky and Tom stood in the darkness, waiting for a sign from their father that they should come into the house. Although he had assured them that everything would be all right, Becky couldn't help shivering with anticipation. She knew only too well how mean her mother could sometimes be.
"I hope she doesn't kill him," Tom whispered, trying to break the tension with a short laugh.
Becky only managed a sick smile. She shifted nervously from one foot to the other, her wet pussy now an annoyance as she tried to wait patiently for whatever was about to happen.
Then, like heaven itself had opened to them, they were startled by a blast of light and looked up to see both of their parents naked, standing in the lighted bedroom window and waving at them, beckoning them into the house.
"Well, here goes nothing," Tom said with mock braveness, striding off briskly.
Becky was a little more hesitant. She looked back at her parents. She knew they couldn't see her, but they were smiling out into the blackness anyway. She sure didn't understand it, but she decided to make the best of it and hope her mother wasn't luring them all into some kind of a trap.
Slowly, Becky wandered through the house toward her parents' bedroom. When she got there, she found Tom taking his clothes off, and her parents reclining casually on the bed.
"Hi, honey," Julia said, giving Becky a big grin. "I bet you've really had your hands full with these two big cocks, huh?"
Incredulous, Becky stared at her mother. Was this the same bitchy person who had griped at her for an hour for not dusting her dresser top?
"Becky was a real trooper," Jim said happily. "She did everything she could to keep us happy. Going out at night just wouldn't have been half as fun without her."
"Don't forget it was my idea," Tom said, pulling off his socks.
"And what a great one it is!" Julia exclaimed. "As you know, I'd just about lost interest in sex, and I was doing everything I could to find something to make it more exciting again. I'm a little embarrassed about what you saw tonight, but I just couldn't help myself."
"Ahhh, don't worry, Mom," Tom said, boldly diving nude up next to his sexy mother. "Now you have us."
"Yes I do," she said, stroking his thigh, "and at night we can all go out together. Ohhh, I can't wait!"
Still in a state of disbelief, Becky stood and watched while her mother, father, and brother all laughed and rolled on top of each other, their hands touching and caressing, their bodies sliding together. Tom took to the idea like he had been born to it, but Becky still couldn't believe it.
Jim noticed her confusion and slipped away from his lusty wife and son, walking over naked to his daughter. The familiar feel of his hard-on pounded against her as he took her into his arms.
"Don't be shy, baby," he said, kissing her ear, "now we don't have to hide anymore."
"Yeah, but Mom-I just can't believe she's acting this way."
Jim laughed. "When I married her, your mother was just as hot to trot as you or me or anybody. But it's like she said. Things have just gotten a little boring between us these last couple of years, that's all. She's really not so bad if you just give her a chance. Now come on, let me help you get undressed."
As if she were a child, Jim stripped Becky, pulling her shirt up over her naked tits and kneeling down to bring her jeans down her long, smooth legs. When she was naked, he stood back to admire his handiwork as if he had made her himself.
"Come on," he said, giving her naked ass a little slap.
He took her hands and together they bounded across the room, landing in the middle of the tangle of naked flesh on the bed. At the sight of her pretty blonde daughter, Julia gave a little squeal.
"Ohhh, honey! You're perfect! Just let me look at you!"
Julia did her looking with her hands and tongue as well as with her eyes. She caressed Becky's tits and kissed her face. The girl was slow to respond but Julia did not give up. She drove her tongue in between Becky's lips and the girl soon had no choice but to kiss her mother back.
"Oh, you are just the most luscious thing," Julia panted. "I haven't gotten it on with another woman since I was at a friend's house down the street a week ago!"
The hand that Tom had been using to stroke his mother's titties stopped suddenly. "A friend from around here?" he asked.
"Well, she actually lives a few blocks over, but her name is Brenda, and she has the nicest, tastiest pussy you ever saw!"
"We've seen it," Jim laughed. "Brenda's house was one of our favorite places to spy."
"Ohhh!" Julia squealed. "What if you'd seen me there? What a shock that would have been for everyone!"
"Maybe it would have gotten us to this point even sooner," Jim said, looking at his wife tenderly.
"Maybe," she replied. "But let's not wonder about it too much. Let's fuck!"
For many minutes the four of them just touched and probed and tasted each other, getting used to the idea of a family-style orgy. Even Becky lost her fears and probed her mother's open pussy with her fingers, finding the soft, moist cuntal interior a real turn-on.
Jim slithered his tongue all over Becky's body and then across her and to his wife. He couldn't tell and really didn't care where one woman stopped and the next one started. He was just glad that they were both there, ready and able to share his sexual pleasure with him.
Julia brought her mouth down over the flat belly of her son until her lips reached the hairy base of his young hard-on. She nibbled on his cock-hairs, hearing them crunch between her teeth. Then she zigzagged her tongue back up the thrusting cock-shaft until she came to the slitted head of his dripping prick.
Gradually the daisy chain began to take shape. Once she had a hold of her son's prick, Julia could not be forced to let it go so Becky and Jim plugged themselves in around their union. Becky put her aching pussy above her brother's open mouth, crouching with one knee on either side of his head. And, while Julia mouthed his cock, her ass pointed up in the air, Jim put his cock where it belonged but had so seldom been lately, right between the open lips of his wife's cunt.
They all sighed with satisfaction, each getting something he or she craved. But Becky was especially relieved to at last have something inside her pussy. The blow-job she had given her dad outside had left her full of unfulfilled fuck-lust.
Tom lapped up and down her cunt-furrow, which was thick with the juices it had spilled earlier. He slurped those up and went after the fresh cunt-cream, fucking his tongue into Becky deeply and helping himself to her delicious nectar.
From time to time Tom moaned into the cavern of his sister's pussy when his mother made an especially erotic move around the shaft of his prick. Her mouth closed around his thick prick-meat and she slid her lips down, down, down, taking every inch Tom had and leaving him squirming with pleasure. His cock was even harder now than it had been when they'd watched her from the alley, standing in awe as she fucked herself with the cucumber.
Behind Julia's great cock-sucking was her husband's equally great cunt-fucking. Jim was on his knees, his cock pointing almost straight out as he fucked right into the hole of his wife's pussy. Jim gouged his fingers into his wife's upturned ass and slammed his cock into her hard, forcing her mouth down around the base of Tom's cock with unexpected force.
The four fuckers all worked at their own pace, their bodies slapping together and then pulling apart in a herky-jerky rhythm. More than once Julia nearly strangled on her son's cock when her husband fucked her too hard from behind, and a couple of times Becky was afraid her brother might bite her little clit right off when Julia's mouth brought him just a tiny bit too much ecstasy.
Slowly they got themselves into synch, moving together as one fucking being. Their actions were less erratic, and each of them got more pleasure than ever before.
Becky dropped her cunt down to Tom's mouth, letting him fuck her gently. Then she dropped her pussy even lower, smashing his face and making him jam her pussy with his tongue just to keep from smothering. She moaned and rolled her hips, her slippery cunt sliding all around the boy's fucking, munching face.
Tom loved the taste of his sister's cunt and it seemed to him that the more of her juices he took down, the harder his cock became in his mother's mouth. As they had watched Bobby try to do the other night, Tom worked hard to move his tongue in and out between his sister's lips while he fucked his mother's face at the same time. Sweat covered his thin body and his dark head rolled and jerked on the pillow beneath it, his mouth desperately struggling to bring his sister off.
From his vantage point behind his wife's upturned ass, Jim could see everything the others were doing. He looked around Julia to see how her mouth sucked up their son's prick. Then his eyes traveled up the boy's squirming body and saw how Tom's head disappeared between Becky's thighs. Jim leaned forward and reached out, grasping a lock of Becky's hair between his fingers and giving it a playful jerk.
"You okay, hon?" he panted, slamming his cock into Julia's cunt.
Becky rolled her eyes and licked her lips, almost unable to reply because of the wonderful job Tom was doing on her clit. "Um-hummm," she managed to sigh, her lusty expression telling Jim everything.
Becky tipped her body forward, letting her brother take hold of her clit and give it a long squeeze. As soon as he touched her ultra-sensitive clit she jolted, her body alive with the ecstasy his lips and tongue brought to her. She bounced her clitty against his front teeth as he shoved his tongue back up into her cunt-gash and the girl whimpered and sputtered, both her hands in between her legs, her fingers digging into her inner thighs.
The sight of his family enjoying themselves so much only added to the wonderful sensations Jim felt as he plowed his wife's cunt. Fucking Becky was nice, but fucking a real, full grown woman was a very different kind of nice. Julia's pussy felt very good to him after all the time he had gone without it. She quaked her insides around his prick, jerking him off with her cuntal walls.
Julia's skilled fingers gripped her son's shoulders as she braced herself for her husband's brutal fuck-thrusts. Her mouth was totally filled with her son's cock-meat and Julia caved in her cheeks, drawing inward on his cock extra hard, urging Tom to fill her mouth with his cream just as soon as possible.
Julia couldn't get over how stupid she'd been in her quest for sexual excitement. She'd done just about everything she could think of and nothing had brought her the kind of sexual satisfaction she was getting right now in her own bed with her own family.
Overcome with emotion, she pulled her mouth off of Tom's cock, and held the slimy piece in her fingers. Then she looked back over her shoulder at her husband, tears brimming in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry I've been so hard on you guys lately," she sobbed. "I've been a real tyrant, I know. But from now on things will be different, I promise. You've helped me so much tonight, all of you, and it's the least I can do to say thank you."
Jim leaned forward and kissed his wife's wet mouth. His kiss was tender, with his cock still stirring around in her pussy while he delivered it.
"Don't mention it," he said. "Now let's see you suck this kid's cock right off!"
They shared a grin and then Julia turned back around and went to work on Tom's cock with a lusty vengeance. She locked her teeth around the helmeted head of his prick and dug them in slightly, her tongue flapping around the dripping knob of his prick.
Tom screamed into Becky's pussy, visions of his mother biting off the tip of that cucumber fresh in his mind. The vibrations of his urgent cries stimulated Becky wonderfully and the girl shuddered on her perch, teetering on the edge of orgasm.
A few more well-placed tongue-thrusts were all it took to shove Becky over the edge. She let out a powerful yowl and her body spasmed so violently on top of Tom's face that the boy reached back and took hold of her thighs, hoping to keep her from falling over on top of him.
As if they were the finest wine, Tom drank down her juices as she came. They made his head spin and, when his sister finally did gently slide away from him, Tom gulped in some air then and set about really fucking his mother's mouth.
Julia mumbled and took his renewed fucking with joy. His cock rammed far into her, and she sucked in just that much deeper. It seemed that she could take anything the boy could dish out and the two of them again tested their abilities.
Her tongue went round and round his cock, stirring up the cream in his balls. The soft, slick insides of her cheeks caressed his prick as it slid back and forth between them, and Julia moaned and whined around his prick as Tom let out an occasional grunt of pain or satisfaction, his mouth freed at last.
Basking in the glow of her recent orgasm, Becky moved down on the bed until her pretty face was right near where her father's cock plowed into her mother's pussy. She'd never seen a prick fucking a pussy from so close up before, and the sight fascinated her. So did the view of her mother's ass-hole, which flexed and winked just above Jim's fucking prick.
"Mom! Mom!" Tom crowed, his hips bucking up violently. "Ahhh! Here it commmes!"
Bit by bit her cheeks puffed out with her son's load. Instead of swallowing it, she just collected it all in her mouth, each creamy blast hitting against the back of her throat and flowing into the collecting pool in her mouth.
Tom continued to fuck his shooting prick into her soupy mouth. His cock was soon surrounded by his own spunk and the boy felt like he was fucking a bowl of melted ice cream. Then, when his cock had given all it had to give, his eyes flashed to his mother's face and he saw her swallow his mighty load, gulping it down noisily and messily, tiny streams of white liquid escaping her lips and dribbling down her chin, dripping back into Tom's cock-bush.
"Jesus!" the boy sighed. "That was damn good!"
Julia gave a sick laugh and lapped at the mess she had made at her boy's crotch. Then she jolted up, her arms stiff and straight in front of her, holding her upper body aloft as Jim reminded her that he was not quite finished by prodding her pussy with his ever-rigid cock-shaft.
Using her body like a battering ram, Julia slammed herself forward and backward, taking and releasing Jim's cock. The man answered her lusty motions with his own fuck-thrusts. Their fuck-parts slapped together and then parted with a sticky snick as they bucked and writhed and fucked themselves like crazy before the glowing eyes of their children.
Julia's pussy worked it's own special magic around her husband's cock-shaft, reminding the man of what he had been missing so much lately. Jim's mind whirled with happiness and he thrust his cock into his wife one last time before letting loose with a huge load of cream.
"Ahhh!" Jim cried, feeling his cock release.
"Ohhh!" Julia exclaimed, her pussy exploding around the blast of jizz that filled her.
Husband and wife rolled and bucked, their fuck-parts stuck together in mutual satisfaction. And, not far away their children watched, each of them learning from what their parents were doing.
When Jim and Julia rolled apart at last, they each took a child in their arms and the whole family snuggled together.
"So when do we go looking in windows?" Julia asked.
"Anytime you want, baby," Jim answered.
"Right now?" she asked.
But the rest of her family shouted her down, rolling on top of her and covering her with their love.
