"Horny Peeping Sister" - Chapter 1. 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 arund 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, brwom-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, Tmo 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 upthrusting 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 movied 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. TO BE CONTINUED.......... "Horny Peeping Sister" - Chapter 2. 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 wierdos 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 asshole 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! TO BE CONTINUED.......... "Horny Peeping Sister" - Chapter 3. 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-" "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 handn'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?"DB "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 precum 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. NLWhen he discovered something that felt especially good, he did it again and KIagain, wanting to squeeze as much enjoyment as possible out of his first fuck.OM Like the man he had watched the night before, Tom flipped her blouse up PNout 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.NL "Yehhh," sighed Becky, arching up slightly to make her brother take in all of the tit that he could.NL Tom licked the tit-tip and his dry lips and sucked in more of her tit- OMmound. His mouth opened wide and the soft white flesh filled it, making him PNbreathe through his nose. Her nipple was far inside of his mouth now, and he PNlet the tit pull back out of his oral grasp so that he could thump her nipple again completely buried in her pussy, and with the way she NLwas writhing because of his tit-licking, Tom didn't have to fuck his sister PNat all. Becky now did all the work, moving her cunt around and around rather ;9than up and down the swollen shaft of her brother's cock.KI The more she moved, the harder Tom hammered on her tit-tip with his MKtongue. His breath shot out of his nostrils like fire from a dragon as he IGfelt his cock begin to tingle with the familiar sensation of impending OMorgasm. He prayed briefly that his sister would not suddenly pull away from OMhim when he started to come. He wanted more than anything to fill her pussy "with his hot load of creamy cum.PN But Becky was too turned on to even think about taking or not taking her IGbrother's jizz. His mouth tortured her with pleasure, and she writhed OMaround, her clit sometimes grinding against the base of his prick and making NLher move even faster than before. She wiggled and snorted, her eyes closed ?=and her lovely face flushed as she got her older brother off.OM Tom chewed on her tit harder as he felt the tide in his balls grow more MKand more violent. He didn't know if he should warn his sister or not that OMhis cream was about to erupt. His eyes were open wide, and he looked up the JHside of Becky's smiling, panting face. He had never seen her look more beautiful.PN Becky felt that familiar knot in her belly and she knew she was about to OMcome, too. She had never come with a cock in her pussy before, and she just KIknew that this orgasm would be the best of her entire life. She wiggled PNaround and around, pushing her cunt down around the base of Tom's prick. She JHwanted to have all of his cock inside her when the magic moment arrived.KI She could feel Tom's hot breath against her neck and it sent little OMshivers of excitement down her side. Along with the goose bumps it aroused, KIshe also felt her nipple go harder and stiffer in his mouth. His tongue >