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You may post "freely" to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. -------------------------------------------------------- While almost getting caught seemed to deter Jim from wanting to go out spying, it didn't bother Becky in the least. At the very next opportunity, she begged her dad to go out with her again, but Jim refused. Fortunately for Becky, there was more than one willing cock avail- able to her. "I'll go!" Tom volunteered. "I mean, I know I'm not dad or anything, but don't forget it was me who got you into this in the first place." "I don't think I'll ever forget, and I know I'll never be able to thank you enough," Becky said, giving her brother a kiss on the cheek. "But come on, mom won't be gone forever and I want to be here when she gets back." With a touch of remorse and more than a bit of appre- hension, Jim watched his kids rush outside, both clad in their special dark clothing. He knew that he should stop them, that what they were doing was dangerous, but he also knew that spying was the most exciting thing in the world, especially when it was shared with family. Tom knew all about his sister and father nearly get- ting caught, and he was anxious to get a look at Diane so they headed right to her house. But when they got there, the lights in the living room were on, and the bedroom with the sliding glass door was dark. They waited for a few minutes, hoping Diane might show up. But both Tom and Becky knew that their time was precious so when nothing happened, they took off again, this time hurrying toward the sexy older blonde with the orgy room. Through the weeks of their spying, they had discover- ed that the blonde was always good for a show. It seemed she was always fucking and seldom with the same men. At home they made jokes about her, wondering how she made her living when it seemed she was always fucking. From down the alley they could see that, as usual, her light was blazing. They took up their usual spots in the vacant lot across the alley from her bedroom, and settled down for some good hot looking. Tonight the blonde was entertaining a young boy. He looked a little familiar to Becky, and she wondered if he was in one of her classes at school. If he was, she knew she'd never paid much attention to him. He was nothing special to look at but when her eyes swept down from that semi-familiar face to his cock, she gasped. The nerd had a mega-cock! The boy was on his back, naked on the bed. The buxom blonde wore a black garter belt and black stockings as she knelt on the bed beside him, her hand running up and down the incredible shaft of his cock. "Now you just relax, Bobby," the woman said. "You're going to love this, trust me. Have I ever done anything to you that you didn't like?" "No-nooo," the boy croaked, his voice breaking with his nervousness. Across the alley Tom and Becky stared. Then they noticed that not only the curtains but also the window itself was open, bringing the blonde's lusty words to them. "Great, now we can hear 'em, too!" Tom whispered. He spoke quietly, aware that if he and Becky could hear them, they could her him and Becky if they weren't careful. Getting caught sounded exciting when it hap- pened to someone else, but Tom wasn't too keen on put- ting himself in that kind of danger. "Remember to be quiet," he reminded his sister. "I know," Becky said indignantly. "I'll be more care- ful this time, don't worry." The moans of the prone boy reached their ears and made the teenagers twist with their own young lust. Then the blonde leaned forward, her tits hanging down, and closed her painted red lips around the head of Bobby's prick. His cries changed when she engulfed his prick-tip. Easily the woman took all of his long cock and then pul- led back and then took it again, moving with a slow, fluid rhythm. She ate and released the many inches of his cock as if it were the easiest thing in the world. Becky watched intently and swallowed. Neither her brother nor her father had a cock the size of this kid's and she had yet to master their pricks. She couldn't imagine taking something like this. The boy jerked and shuddered, his cock suddenly ex- ploding in the woman's mouth. His body was taut with release, the cords in his neck standing out as he tossed his head back and writhed in pleasure. Becky and Tom could see the blonde's throat working as she gulped down his thick load. While she ate his cream, she kneaded his balls, making sure she got every- thing. Then, even after the boy quit moving and she quit swallowing, she kept his cock in her mouth, sucking it as eagerly as ever. "S-s-sorry I came so fast," the boy said shakily, trying to get up. But the blonde threw one leg across him and kept him pinned to the bed. Her mouth was still tight around his cock, and she looked up at him with eyes that told him to stay put. "But I came already," he whined. "You can stop now, 'I-" A dark-haired woman stood. She was naked except for a pair of high-heeled pumps which she kicked off after walking over toward the bed. "Mom!" the boy cried, struggling more vigorously against the blonde who continued to suck his prick. "What are you doing here?" "I got tired of paying Brenda to fuck you and that big horny cock of yours all the time so I thought I'd drop by for a little fun myself." Becky and Tom looked at each other in shock. This was better than anything they had ever hoped for! "Can you imagine our mom saying that?" Tom snickered. "Not in a million years," Becky replied. "I don't know how dad stands it." Bobby's mom crawled up onto the bed with him and brought her head near to his. Her face hovered above him and she smoothed back his hair as she looked down at him tenderly. "It hasn't been easy since your father left," she said to her son. "And watching you grow up and get big, well, pardon me if I forget I am your mother." "Jesus!" Tom gasped as he watched the woman plaster her mouth to her son's and give him a kiss the likes of which neither boy had ever seen before. The woman bore down on her son, her mouth covering his completely. She twisted her lips this way and that, as if she wanted to screw herself right to her child by the mouth. Her long, painted nails held him by the ears, making it impossible for him to get away. While the one woman plastered her mouth to his, the other kept up her vicious cock-sucking. As they worked him over, his struggles became less urgent and soon his motions were more the soft, subtle ones of pleasure rather than the violent ones of escape. "This is too much," Tom said, freeing his cock from the prison of his jeans. "Two women at once - what more could a guy want?" Becky reached for her brother's prick, but he was too caught up in watching Bobby and the women to notice. He just turned back to face the window, his face set in a lewd smirk, leaving Becky with an extended, but empty, hand. She withdrew her hand, unzipping her own jeans and touching the wet, silky crotch of her panties. If Tom was going to be satisfied with his own hand, then she could be too. She rubbed her bumpy cunt-mound gently, excitement coursing through her veins. Like they were watching television or a movie, Becky and her brother stared fixedly at the women and the boy in the room. At last Bobby's mother turned him loose and the boy panted for air, his smooth chest heaving with the effort of breathing. His mother smiled down at him and again caressed the side of his face. Then, quickly, she whirled herself around so that she was straddling his head, her pussy just a few inches from his startled face. "Brenda tells me you're a very good cuntlapper," she said, bobbing her cunt up an down so that her dark bush brushed against his lips. "Well let's see if these les- sons I've been paying for have taught you anything!" Bobby let out a yelp and then his mother plunged her pussy down on top of his face, covering his mouth com- pletely with the dripping meat of her cunt. She rolled her head back and gyrated her hips, grinding her cunt tight against his young face. By then the juices of Becky's cunt had saturated her thin panties and they offered no more of the delightful stimulation she had previously enjoyed. She jerked the crotch to one side and let her fingertips go after her bare cunt-flesh. With the tips of all her fingers flattened together, Becky rubbed her cunt, smearing around the juices that ran from her inner reservoir. She was on her knees now, as was her brother, and they both swayed drunkenly as they played with themselves. Tom had flipped his balls out over the open zipper of his pants and he cupped them in one hand while he jacked his cock with the other. He sometimes held them up tight around the base of his prick, squeezing them just right. Other times he massaged them between his fingers, work- ing them back and forth. Becky's fingers ran down and over the curve of her pussy, their tips automatically falling into the open gash of her cunt. She took three fingers inside of her and bobbed her cunt up and down on them, her semi-naked ass working out and in to make her pussy fuck at her fingers. "Oh, yes, darling, do me just like that," Bobby's mother sighed from atop his face. The boy had given in to his seductress, and he must have been fucking her pussy with his tongue very well for her sighs of satisfaction rang out in the night. Becky and Tom each fingered themselves a little faster as they watched the mother getting off on her son's mouth and tongue. At the other end of the boy, nearly forgotten by the onlookers, Brenda at last pulled her face from the boy's prick and gave her tired jaws a rest. Then she moved herself around and, much to the boy's surprise, climbed aboard his upthrusting prick. "Yes, Brenda, yesss! Let's fuck him together! Let's fuck him and fuck him and fuck him! Ahhh!" Bobby's body tried to buck the woman on his cock up while he ate the other one out but it was too difficult. He flopped around beneath them like a fish out of water and at last Brenda spoke, her voice like satin. "Don't worry honey, just relax and do your mommy, I'll do all the work back here." She began to buck herself slowly, moving in waves of sexual delight. She now faced the woman sitting on Bobby's face and soon she reached out for her and the two women embraced, the boy laboring beneath them. "I don't fuckin' believe it!" Tom grunted, his cock sticking straight out in front of him. "He's fuckin' both of them! Fuck! Where do I sign up?" Becky giggled at her brother's eagerness, but she had to admit that the scene turned her on like crazy too. And when the two women started to kiss and feel each other up, Becky felt her cunt lurch. She'd never seen two women get it on before, and she found the sight strangely erotic. The girl watched intently as the women ran their fingers up and down the front of each other's body. Bobby's mother was obviously older than Brenda, and no- where near as beautiful, but she still looked good to Becky. Together they cupped and smashed each other's tits, their hips still moving with fucking motions over Bobby. What no one but Bobby was aware of was the way Brenda was working over his cock with the skilled muscles of her cunt. His prick was already threatening to erupt from the controlled way she fucked him on the inside as well as on the outside of her luscious body. Bobby reached down blindly and caressed her stocking- ed legs, loving the way the taut fabric hugged her thighs. His fingers also touched his mother's legs and he was shocked that her body would be so close to Brenda's. What was going on up there? he wondered. Becky and Tom knew what the two women were up to, and it was a sexy sight indeed. They each leaned forward and rubbed their sweaty tits together, the fronts of their bodies slithering against one another erotically. For a moment Tom had to stop jacking on his cock. The two women were making him come too fast so he held off for a while, letting his rising come calm back down. But Bobby was not as able to control his own destiny. Almost as quickly as he had come before, his cream again jetted from the open tip of his prick, this time filling Brenda's pussy instead of her mouth. "Oh yeah, give it to me, come on, give it to me," she said sexily, her words helping to drain his balls. "Shit!" Tom grunted, grasping his bobbing cock again with both hands. "I gotta come too!" Becky was in the same state, but she was just not as vocal about it. She manhandled her clitty and jammed three fingers up into her pussy over and over again as she watched this mini-orgy. Cream poured from her pussy hole and made her finger-fucking wet and juicy. It was as if the orgasm Bobby had enjoyed spread right through him into the body of his mother. For just as Brenda made the boy cream and then fell off his with- ering prick, the mother began to cry and then gave a shudder as if her body might break apart. She thrust her coming cunt down against her son's face more violently than ever as her orgasm tore through her. She shimmied and gasped, her body pitching forward and then tossing backward. At last she too fell from the exhausted boy and land- ed tangled together with Brenda. The sultry blonde moaned and gently moved around until Bobby's mother's face was very near to Brenda's cream-filled cunt. "Oh no, she wouldn't!" Tom exclaimed. "Oh God!" But in an instant it became clear to the young voyeurs that she certainly would. As if she were starv- ing, she pounced on Brenda's pussy, vacuuming out her son's jism. "Oh! Ohhh!" Becky moaned, her cunt trembling as she watched the woman-to-woman sex. Becky had never imagined something like this would turn her on so powerfully. But her cunt pulled itself tight around her fucking fingers and then exploded, pul- sing around her fucking hand as she continued to pound herself with it. "You're not kiddin'!" her brother grunted in agree- ment, his cock hosing down the bushes around them. From the corner of her eye Becky could see the white stream of her brother's ejaculation. For an instant she was torn, not knowing which was the more erotic sight, one woman eating the other or her own brother coming off. Then she made her choice and turned her full atten- tion to Tom. On the bed in the house, Bobby rolled onto one side and watched the two women go at each other. For many minutes, the three teenagers looked on in awe as the adults writhed in extreme lust. Bobby reached out to touch his mother, fingering her cunt as she sucked his cream from the bowl of Brenda's pussy. Outside in the darkness, Becky and Tom tingled with the many more orgasms they knew they could have. But then Tom took a look at his watch and shook his sister gently by the shoulder, bringing her out of her trance. "Hey!" he whispered. "I think we better go. It's about time for mom to get home. If we wanna be there first, we're gonna have to get a move on." Her eyes still on the window, Becky nodded. Still staring at the incredible sight of the continuing orgy, she shimmied back into her jeans and ran her fingers through her hair. Tom got to his feet first and offered his sister a sweaty hand. With a smile she let him help pull her to her feet and the two of them ran back down the alley, racing to see who could get home first. Continued in part 9... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in any way shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 4