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Horny Peeping Sister Chapter 8

   While almost getting caught seemed to deter Jim from wanting to go out
spying, it didn't bother Becky in the least.  At the very next opportunity,
she begged her dad to go out with her again, but Jim refused.  Fortunately
for Becky, there was more than one willing cock available to her.

   "I'll go!" Tom volunteered.  "I mean, I know I'm not dad or anything, but
don't forget it was me who got you into this in the first place."

   "I don't think I'll ever forget, and I know I'll never be able to thank
you enough," Becky said, giving her brother a kiss on the cheek.  "But come
on, mom won't be gone forever and I want to be here when she gets back."

   With a touch of remorse and more than a bit of apprehension, Jim watched
his kids rush outside, both clad in their special dark clothing.  He knew
that he should stop them, that what they were doing was dangerous, but he
also knew that spying was the most exciting thing in the world, especially
when it was shared with family.

   Tom knew all about his sister and father nearly getting caught, and he
was anxious to get a look at Diane so they headed right to her house.  But
when they got there, the lights in the living room were on, and the bedroom
with the sliding glass door was dark.  They waited for a few minutes, hoping
Diane might show up.  But both Tom and Becky knew that their time was
precious so when nothing happened, they took off again, this time hurrying
toward the sexy older blonde with the orgy room.

   Through the weeks of their spying, they had discovered that the blonde
was always good for a show.  It seemed she was always fucking and seldom with
the same men.  At home they made jokes about her, wondering how she made her
living when it seemed she was always fucking.

   From down the alley they could see that, as usual, her light was blazing.
They took up their usual spots in the vacant lot across the alley from her
bedroom, and settled down for some good hot looking.

   Tonight the blonde was entertaining a young boy.  He looked a little
familiar to Becky, and she wondered if he was in one of her classes at
school.  If he was, she knew she'd never paid much attention to him.  He was
nothing special to look at but when her eyes swept down from that semi-
familiar face to his cock, she gasped.  The nerd had a mega-cock!

   The boy was on his back, naked on the bed.  The buxom blonde wore a black
garter belt and black stockings as she knelt on the bed beside him, her hand
running up and down the incredible shaft of his cock.

   "Now you just relax, Bobby," the woman said.  "You're going to love this,
trust me.  Have I ever done anything to you that you didn't like?"

   "No-nooo," the boy croaked, his voice breaking with his nervousness.

   Across the alley Tom and Becky stared.  Then they noticed that not only
the curtains but also the window itself was open, bringing the blonde's lusty
words to them.

   "Great, now we can hear 'em, too!" Tom whispered.

   He spoke quietly, aware that if he and Becky could hear them, they could
her him and Becky if they weren't careful.  Getting caught sounded exciting
when it happened to someone else, but Tom wasn't too keen on putting himself
in that kind of danger.

   "Remember to be quiet," he reminded his sister.

   "I know," Becky said indignantly.  "I'll be more careful this time, don't
worry."

   The moans of the prone boy reached their ears and made the teenagers
twist with their own young lust.  Then the blonde leaned forward, her tits
hanging down, and closed her painted red lips around the head of Bobby's
prick.

   His cries changed when she engulfed his prick-tip.  Easily the woman took
all of his long cock and then pulled back and then took it again, moving with
a slow, fluid rhythm.  She ate and released the many inches of his cock as if
it were the easiest thing in the world.  Becky watched intently and
swallowed.  Neither her brother nor her father had a cock the size of this
kid's, and she had yet to master their pricks.  She couldn't imagine taking
something like this.

   The boy jerked and shuddered, his cock suddenly exploding in the woman's
mouth.  His body was taut with release, the cords in his neck standing out as
he tossed his head back and writhed in pleasure.

   Becky and Tom could see the blonde's throat working as she gulped down
his thick load.  While she ate his cream, she kneaded his balls, making sure
she got everything.  Then, even after the boy quit moving and she quit
swallowing, she kept his cock in her mouth, sucking it as eagerly as ever.

   "S-s-sorry I came so fast," the boy said shakily, trying to get up.

   But the blonde threw one leg across him and kept him pinned to the bed.
Her mouth was still tight around his cock, and she looked up at him with eyes
that told him to stay put.

   "But I came already," he whined.  "You can stop now, I-"A dark-haired woman
stood.  She was naked except for a pair of high-heeled pumps which she kicked
off after walking over toward the bed.

   "Mom!" the boy cried, struggling more vigorously against the blonde who
continued to suck his prick.  "What are you doing here?"

   "I got tired of paying Brenda to fuck you and that big horny cock of
yours all the time so I thought I'd drop by for a little fun myself."

   Becky and Tom looked at each other in shock.  This was better than
anything they had ever hoped for!

   "Can you imagine our mom saying that?" Tom snickered.

   "Not in a million years," Becky replied.  "I don't know how dad stands it."

   Bobby's mom crawled up onto the bed with him and brought her head near to
his.  Her face hovered above him and she smoothed back his hair as she looked
down at him tenderly.

   "It hasn't been easy since your father left," she said to her son.  "And
watching you grow up and get big, welll, pardon me if I forget I am your
mother."

   "Jesus!" Tom gasped as he watched the woman plaster her mouth to her
son's and give him a kiss the likes of which neither boy had ever seen
before.

   The woman bore down on her son, her mouth covering his completely.  She
twisted her lips this way and that, as if she wanted to screw herself right
to her child by the mouth.  Her long, painted nails held him by the ears,
making it impossible for him to get away.

   While the one woman plastered her mouth to his, the other kept up her
vicious cock-sucking.  As they worked him over, his struggles became less
urgent and soon his motions were more the soft, subtle ones of pleasure
rather than the violent ones of escape.

   "This is too much," Tom said, freeing his cock from the prison of his
jeans.  "Two women at once - what more could a guy want?"

   Becky reached for her brother's prick, but he was too caught up in
watching Bobby and the women to notice.  He just turned back to face the
window, his face set in a lewd smirk, leaving Becky with an extended, but
empty, hand.

   She withdrew her hand, unzipping her own jeans and touching the wet,
silky crotch of her panties.  If Tom was going to be satisfied with his own
hand, then she could be too.  She rubbed her bumpy cunt-mound gently,
excitement coursing through her veins.

   Like they were watching television or a movie, Becky and her brother
stared fixedly at the women and the boy in the room.  At last Bobby's mother
turned him loose and the boy panted for air, his thin chest heaving with the
effort of breathing.

   His mother smiled down at him and again caressed the side of his face.
Then, quickly, she whirled herself around so that she was straddling his
head, her pussy just a few inches from his startled face.

   "Brenda tells me you're a very good cuntlapper," she said, bobbing her
cunt up an down so that her dark bush brushed against his lips.  "Well let's
see if these lessons I've been paying for have taught you anything!"

   Bobby let out a yelp and then his mother plunged her pussy down on top of
his face, covering his mouth completely with the dripping meat of her cunt.
She rolled her head back and gyrated her hips, grinding her cunt tight
against his young face.

   By then the juices of Becky's cunt had saturated her thin panties and
they offered no more of the delightful stimulation she had previously
enjoyed.  She jerked the crotch to one side and let her fingertips go after
her bare cunt-flesh.

   With the tips of all her fingers flattened together, Becky rubbed her
cunt, smearing around the juices that ran from her inner reservoir.  She was
on her knees now, as was her brother, and they both swayed drunkenly as they
played with themselves.

   Tom had flipped his balls out over the open zipper of his pants and he
cupped them in one hand while he jacked his cock with the other.  He
sometimes held them up tight around the base of his prick, squeezing them
just right.  Other times he massaged them between his fingers, working them
back and forth.

   Becky's fingers ran down and over the curve of her pussy, their tips
automatically falling into the open gash of her cunt.  She took three fingers
inside of her and bobbed her cunt up and down on them, her semi-naked ass
working out and in to make her pussy fuck at her fingers.

   "Oh, yes, darling, do me just like that," Bobby's mother sighed from atop
his face.

   The boy had given in to his seductress, and he must have been fucking her
pussy with his tongue very well for her sighs of satisfaction rang out in the
night.  Becky and Tom each fingered themselves a little faster as they
watched the mother getting off on her son's mouth and tongue.

   At the other end of the boy, nearly forgotten by the onlookers, Brenda at
last pulled her face from the boy's prick and gave her tired jaws a rest.
Then she moved herself around and, much to the boy's surprise, climbed aboard
his 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 nowhere near as beautiful, but she still looked good to Becky.  Together
they cupped and smashed each other's tits, their hips still moving with
fucking motions over Bobby.

   What no one but Bobby was aware of was the way Brenda was working over
his cock with the skilled muscles of her cunt.  His prick was already
threatening to erupt from the controlled way she fucked him on the inside as
well as on the outside of her luscious body.

   Bobby reached down blindly and caressed her stockinged legs, loving the
way the taut fabric hugged her thighs.  His fingers also touched his mother's
legs and he was shocked that her body would be so close to Brenda's.  What
was going on up there? he wondered.

   Becky and Tom knew what the two women were up to, and it was a sexy sight
indeed.  They each leaned forward and rubbed their sweaty tits together, the
fronts of their bodies slithering against one another erotically.  For a
moment Tom had to stop jacking on his cock.  The two women were making him
come too fast so he held off for a while, letting his rising come calm back
down.

   But Bobby was not as able to control his own destiny.  Almost as quickly
as he had come before, his cream again jetted from the open tip of his prick,
this time filling Brenda's pussy instead of her mouth.

   "Oh yeah, give it to me, come on, give it to me," she said sexily, her
words helping to drain his balls.

   "Shit!" Tom grunted, grasping his bobbing cock again with both hands.  "I
gotta come too!"

   Becky was in the same state, but she was just not as vocal about it.  She
manhandled her clitty and jammed three fingers up into her pussy over and
over again as she watched this mini-orgy.  Cream poured from her pussy-hole
and made her finger-fucking wet and juicy.

   It was as if the orgasm Bobby had enjoyed spread right through him into
the body of his mother.  For just as Brenda made the boy cream and then fell
off his withering prick, the mother began to cry and then gave a shudder as
if her body might break apart.  She thrust her coming cunt down against her
son's face more violently than ever as her orgasm tore through her.  She
shimmied and gasped, her body pitching forward and then tossing backward.

   At last she too fell from the exhausted boy and landed tangled together
with Brenda.  The sultry blonde moaned and gently moved around until Bobby's
mother's face was very near to Brenda's cream-filled cunt.

   "Oh no, she wouldn't!" Tom exclaimed.  "Oh God!"

   But in an instant it became clear to the young voyeurs that she certainly
would.  As if she were starving, she pounced on Brenda's pussy, vacuuming out
her son's jism.

   "Oh!  Ohhh!" Becky moaned, her cunt trembling as she watched the woman-to-
woman sex.

   Becky had never imagined something like this would turn her on so
powerfully.  But her cunt pulled itself tight around her fucking fingers and
then exploded, pulsing around her fucking hand as she continued to pound
herself with it.

   "You're not kiddin'!" her brother grunted in agreement, his cock hosing
down the bushes around them.

   From the corner of her eye Becky could see the white stream of her
brother's ejaculation.  For an instant she was torn, not knowing which was
the more erotic sight, one woman eating the other or her own brother coming
off.  Then she made her choice and turned her full attention to Tom.

   On the bed in the house, Bobby rolled onto one side and watched the two
women go at each other.  For many minutes, the three teenagers looked on in
awe as the adults writhed in extreme lust.  Bobby reached out to touch his
mother, fingering her cunt as she sucked his cream from the bowl of Brenda's
pussy.

   Outside in the darkness, Becky and Tom tingled with the many more orgasms
they knew they could have.  But then Tom took a look at his watch and shook
his sister gently by the shoulder, bringing her out of her trance.

   "Hey!" he whispered.  "I think we better go.  It's about time for mom to
get home.  If we wanna be there first, we're gonna have to get a move on."

   Her eyes still on the window, Becky nodded.  Still staring at the
incredible sight of the continuing orgy, she shimmied back into her jeans and
ran her fingers through her hair.

   Tom got to his feet first and offered his sister a sweaty hand.  With a
smile she let him help pull her to her feet and the two of them ran back down
the alley, racing to see who could get home first.





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                                 Chapter 9

   When his children told him about what he had missed, Jim forgot his fears
about going out spying.  In fact, the more he thought about it, the more
anxious he became to hit the streets again as soon as possible.

   The next evening, when his wife said she felt a little ill and went up to
bed very early, Jim couldn't have been happier.  He was so eager to look in
on some hot fucking action that he was willing to take a chance on going out
with Becky and Tom while their mother was in the house.

   "Get your coats kids, let's go, go, go!" he exclaimed, interrupting their
television program and switching off the set.

   "Come on, Dad," Tom said.  "We can't go with mom here."

   "Your mother has gone to bed with a headache."

   "Yeah, but what if she gets up?" Becky asked.

   "I just looked in on her, and she's asleep already.  What's the matter
with you guys?" Jim leered.  "Don't you wanna fuck?"

   Becky and Tom both laughed at their father's new-found sexuality.  And,
instead of answering his question with words, they just went upstairs to
change their clothes.



   "I can't believe she's not home either," Becky sighed as they turned away
from Brenda's darkened window.  "She was our last hope!"

   The disappointed blonde looked into the equally long faces of her father
and brother.  They'd combed the neighborhood and had not found anything
interesting to look at.  Even the ultra-sexy Brenda had disappointed them.

   "I guess it wasn't meant to be," Jim said, draping an arm around the
shoulder of each of his children.  "We might as well just go home and try
another night."

   "Shit, and I was gettin' really hot for it, too," Tom grumbled, kicking a
stone.

   They took their time walking home, their eyes still scanning the windows
along the back alley.  Many of them were lit and some even had open drapes.
But there was no fucking happening in any of them.

   They were just a few houses away from their own backyard when they
suddenly saw the light in Jim and Julia's bedroom go on.  Instinctively they
all hurried up, then slowed again when they realized it was just their own
house.

   "Your mother must be up," Jim said.

   "Oh god, what'll we tell her?" Becky exclaimed worriedly.

   Jim just laughed and rumpled her hair.  "I'll just say we went out for
ice cream or something.  Don't worry."

   As they passed by Julia's lighted window on the way around to the front
door, they just couldn't help but look in.  And when they did, the sight
stopped them dead in their tracks, the three of them letting out a collective
gasp of surprise.

   In her present state, Julia looked anything but ill.  In fact, Becky and
Tom had never seen her look lovelier and Jim instantly felt his cock pound
with a longing for his wife he hadn't felt in years.

   Julia was leaning back against the padded headboard of their big bed.
She was naked and her legs were spread, her knees bent and pointed outward.
Her small body looked rather frail in the soft light, her short blonde hair
making her look like a child.  The cross expression that had seemed permanent
on her face lately was gone, and in it's place was a look of rapture.

   Her hands were between her parted legs and all three observers assumed
she was fingering her pussy.  But then she drew her hands back away from her
cunt and they could see something large between them.

   "She's fucking herself with something!" Becky gasped.  "Oh my god, it's a
cucumber!"

   Jim and Tom stared.  Becky was right, Julia did seem to be pounding a
large, green cucumber in and out between the lips of her cunt, her face
rolling with lust.

   Jim and Tom and Becky each looked at each other blankly.  Jim couldn't
understand it.  His wife almost never wanted to fuck him, and here she was
fucking herself with a pseudo cock.  What was her problem? he wondered.

   Although Tom and Becky didn't know the details about their parents' sex
life, they had assumed that it wasn't the greatest.  Still, they couldn't
help feeling sorry for their father.  His expression belied a dozen mixed
emotions.

   "Don't be upset, Dad," Becky whispered, nuzzling up to her father and
cupping his tented crotch.

   "Yeah, Dad," Tom piped up.  "Who needs her?  You've always got us."

   Jim cupped his daughter's groping hand and gave his son a short hug.  He
just didn't understand Julia and he watched her for many minutes, his
confusion growing rather than lessening.

   Tom and Becky stood quietly while their father stared at their mother.
Becky kept her hand at his crotch, her fingers working over his lengthening
prick.  She was glad that she could make his cock hard even when he was so
upset.  What the girl didn't realize was that his hard-on was as much for his
wife as for Becky's tender ministrations.

   Her young pussy bubbling as usual, Becky then dropped to her knees in
front of her startled father and drew his zipper down.  Jim didn't react and
Becky helped herself to his prick, lifting it out of his pants.

   As she took her father's cock in her mouth, she looked up his body toward
his face.  His eyes were sad, but his mouth was turned up into a sort of
smirk.  When she ran her tongue around the tip of his cock-head, she was
delighted when he sighed and began to thrust his hips slightly, his attention
still focused on Julia inside the house.

   Tom watched his mother, too.  She was usually so hateful that the boy had
never given her body much thought.  But now, Tom had to admire his father's
taste in women.  His mom was petite but really built, with big tits and a
figure that was usually hidden under loose, bulky clothes.  Her legs were
short but nice and the hair between them was as blonde as the hair on her
head.

   While they watched her, Julia rotated her ass around, pulling it up off
the bed slightly.  Sometimes she fucked her body at the thick, green
vegetable and other times she used it to fuck herself.  She rolled her head
back against the pillows piled behind her back, the ecstasy she felt very
obvious on her flushed face.

   Then she used one hand to fuck herself, moving the cucumber deftly.  Her
other hand remained at her crotch, rotating quickly, obviously stimulating
her clit.  Tom felt his cock harden in his pants and he looked over to see
how Becky was coming with the cock-sucking of their father, hoping it would
be his turn very soon.

   Becky had her back to the window as she bobbed her face up and back on
Jim's prick.  She took and released his cock-meat quickly, her hands toying
with his balls.  From time to time when she held only the tip of his prick
between her tender lips, she turned herself enough to see that her mother was
still fucking herself as lewdly as ever with the fake prick.  The scene made
her pussy juice and she wondered why she'd never thought of doing something
like that herself when she was alone and horny.

   Becky jumped a little when her father suddenly reached down and caressed
the top of her head.  Aside from moving his hips a bit, he had been very
unresponsive to her head-job.  She sucked his prick a little harder now and
Jim began to pant, his eyes still on his wife rather than on the girl kneeling
in front of him.

   Faster and faster the cucumber flew in and out of Julia's pussy.  The two
men in her life watched as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.

   Tom felt hotter than he ever had before.  Watching his own mother get
herself off was something he had never even imagined doing, but now that it
was happening he was thrilled by it.  He even began to wonder what it would be
like to take that stupid cucumber out of her hands and give her his cock to
fuck instead.

   As Tom watched with greedy eyes, Julia threw her head back violently and
jammed the green prick completely into her pussy.  The vegetable disappeared
totally and the woman spasmed hard, her head tossing and her mouth open to
emit a silent scream.

   "Oh yeah!" Jim gasped, slamming his cock hard into Becky's throat and
pretended his wife's orgasming pussy rippled around the deeply embedded shaft
of his prick.

   Becky strained to turn around enough to see what was happening with her
mother, but she only got a quick glimpse before her father's hands closed
around the sides of her face and forced her to take his cock into her throat
again.  She moaned around it, forced to take the violent fucking blows meant
for her mother's pussy.

   Out of respect for his father, Tom had tried to control himself.  During
his mother's exhibition, he had contented himself with just rubbing his
fingers over the tip of his packed fly.  But now, when Julia jerked the
cucumber from her pussy and then flopped over onto her stomach and held the
creamy prick up to her lips, Tom couldn't stand it anymore.  He quietly
opened his jeans and took out his hard-on, sighing as he began to jack on it
while he watched his mother's latest horny antics.

   Like a dog with a bone between her paws, Julia sucked and licked on the
tasty vegetable, slurping up her own pussy-juices.  Jim involuntarily licked
his lips.  Not too far back in his memory he could recall the delicious
flavor of his wife's cunt-juices and he envied her such a tasty morsel.  With
renewed vigor he slammed into Becky's mouth.

   Becky had to work hard now to keep up with her father's fuck-lust.  His
fuck-strokes were erratic and his cock was dripping so much the girl had to
swallow constantly just so she didn't drown in his creamy flow.  Her tongue
grew tired from running up and down and around and around his prick-shaft,
but Becky kept on, wanting to be the best she could for her sexy dad.

   If Jim appreciated what she was doing for him, he didn't let her know.
He huffed and puffed, jerking his cock from her fine oral grip and then
fucking it back between her lips.  But he never looked down at her or called
her by name.

   As Julia worked over the cucumber with her ovaled lips, Jim felt more
than ever like the lips that were around his prick belonged to his wife.
While Becky played with his balls, he took hold of his own prick-shaft,
jacking on it and moving the loose outer skin up and down it much as Julia
was caressing the slimy cucumber.

   While he worked over his own cock, Becky took a moment to crane her eyes
around her father's hard-on and look in on her mother.  Her eyes went wide
with shock as she saw the way her mother's tongue reached out to clean her
own pussy-juices off the slick surface of the vegetable she had used to fuck
herself.  Becky was reminded of the way Bobby's mother had eaten his cream
from Brenda's cunt and again she felt that funny feeling in the pit of her
stomach.  What would it be like to taste cunt-juice? she wondered.

   Again her dad took hold of her face and jerked her back around, forcing
her to think of nothing but sucking his cock.  She zig-zagged her tonguetip
up along that sensitive path on the underside of his prick and heard him
grunt.

   "Take it, honey," he ranted.  "Take, take it, take it!"

   Becky was again forced to absorb his frustrated jabs.  The head of his
cock poked against one cheek and then the other, stretching her pretty face
out of shape and venturing dangerously close to her sharp teeth.

   His father's words drew Tom's attention and for the first time in many
minutes his eyes left the brightly lit picture of his obscenely displayed
mother and hit upon his equally ready father.  Tom saw the way his old man
was battering Becky's face, making her head snap from side to side, her hair
slashing across her face.

   With a lusty grumble Tom gripped his own cock more tightly, fighting back
the feelings of jealousy.  He would have loved to have had his sister's warm,
soft mouth wrapped around his rigid, aching cock.  But since he was alone,
he, like his dad, imagined it was his prick Julia was lavishing such
tenderness on.

   Julia's pointed tongue stuck out as far as she could force it and then
she ran it up and down the sides of the vegetable very slowly.  She lapped at
it like she was eating an ice cream cone and then she ovaled her lips and
took several inches of the great shaft into her mouth.

   "Yeah, suck me, baby," Jim panted, his hips pistoning back and forth.
"Take it all in and suck me good.  You want my cream?  I'll give it to ya,
just suck me, yeahhh!"

   Becky's breath snorted out of her nose against the top of her father's
cock.  Because she had been sucking him so long and so furiously, her nose
began to run and she sniffled, drawing the thin snot back up into her nasal
passages.  But it didn't help much and before long she could feel it running
down again, gathering at the edge of her nostrils and then running down
toward her top lip, which was stretched taut around her father's fucking
prick.

   Julia sucked her cheeks in around the rigid vegetable, putting a very
sexy suction on it.  Both men moaned, each imagining what it would feel like
to have such a thing done to him.  She forced it in and out between her lips
and Tom knew he had never viewed a more unnaturally erotic sight than that
long green thing emerging from his mother's pretty face.

   Julia made love to that cucumber better than she had to her husband in
quite some time and it made Jim's blood boil to watch.  When she sucked in
all the thick, round inches of that fake cock, he rolled his eyes, Becky's
mouth becoming his wife's.

   Again Becky peeked around, watching her mother with awe.  The woman took
in almost the whole cucumber and then pulled it back out.  Julia held it up
in front of her face, inspecting it closely, and then brought it back to her
lips.  Then, suddenly and to the horror of those watching her, she quickly
bit off the tip of her pretend cock and chewed it up greedily.

   "Ah, shit!" Tom grunted, his fantasy abruptly broken off, but his orgasm
just as abruptly triggered.

   Becky heard the first spurt of her brother's cream and then was startled
when the first of her father's jism followed Tom's by only a few seconds.
She gulped madly, taking the man's super load and listening to her brother's
cock- cream pissing down onto the asphalt beside her.  How she wished she
could look at her mother right then, but with her father's shooting prick
crammed down her throat it was impossible for her to turn her head far enough
side of the bed.  The man couldn't help but wonder what other things his own
pillow had witnessed while he was away.

   "I've gotta go in there," he said, speaking as much to himself as to his
children.

   "What about us, Dad?" Becky asked, getting to her feet, her knees
straightening out painfully.

   "Fuck, I never knew mom was so hot!" Tom panted, putting his spent cock
away.

   Jim ignored his son's comment and addressed his daughter.  "I think we need
to have a family conference.  Since I now know that it wasn't your mother's
whead that was bothering her tonight, I think this might be a good time for us
all to talk."

   "Should we come with you then?" Becky asked sincerely.

   Jim thought for a minute.  "No," he said, "you wait here and when I call
you, come running.  Your mother won't say no to me tonight, not after what we
just saw.  Now give me a kiss for luck."

   Becky got up on her tip-toes and pecked her father on the cheek.

   "Thanks hon," he said, giving her ass a squeeze.  "And thanks for the blow-
job."

   With that he left his children standing in the alley and started in toward
the house.  Just as he disappeared around the corner, Tom and Becky saw their
mother reach over for the bedside lamp and then the bedroom went dark.