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Horny Peeping Sister Chapter 4

    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 who likes
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
betweeen 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 gavce her a moment to recouperate 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.





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Subject: Horny Peeping Sister, Chap 5
Date: Wed, 26 Jan 1994 22:35:08 UTC




                                  Chapter 5

    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 anthing 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 recieved.

    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.

    "Yes Daddy, I'm ready," Becky gasped, his weight nearly crushing her.

    Like a dog fucking its mate, Jim leaned into his little girl and fed her
the last of his exquisite 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!"