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 Horny Peeping Sister, Chap 7


                                 Chapter 7

   The next week after her piano lesson, Becky was walking home down a dark
alley, whistling her favorite piece, when suddenly a man stepped out of the
shadows and grabbed her by the arm.  She started to struggle and cry out when
his voice fought its way through her terror and instantly calmed her."
"Easy Becky, it's me, shhh!"

   "Daddy!" she gasped, her heart at her throat.  "God, you scared me to
death!"

   "Sorry, I didn't mean to, ahhh, I guess I didn't think."

   Becky now could see that her father had on the black outfit he now wore
whenever they went out spying on people.  He'd taken to voyeurism very
quickly and Becky was glad for that.  She'd gotten some very good fucks out
of her old man while watching other men and women getting it on.

   "What are you doing here?" Becky whispered.

   "I thought maybe we could go out for awhile," Jim replied.

   "But what about mom?  She's home!"

   "I told her I was going to pick you up from your lesson and take you to
the library.  She doesn't suspect a thing, I'm sure.  Come on, Beck," he
whined, "let's go find a good one and have a little fun."

   Becky wanted to say no to punish her father for having frightened her so
badly but she just couldn't.  It had been a couple of days since she had been
fucked and a couple more than that since she'd been out peeking so she was
hot for it.  Her stern expression finally broke and she took her waiting
father by the hand.

   "Come on," she said.  "Let's see what we can find."

   As quietly as ever, they slipped up and down the blocks and sometimes
even between the houses.  Things seemed unusually quiet and they were about
to give up when a lighted window up ahead of them drew them like moths to a
flame.

   "That's Mike's house," Jim said, naming one of his co-workers.  "Oh, I
can't wait to see him fucking Diane!  I swear, if they weren't married, I
might go for that little piece myself!"

   "Shhh," Becky cautioned, worried her father's excitement might give them
away.

   They quickly moved toward the window, Jim hot to get a look at his friend
and his wife fucking their brains out.  But when they arrived near the bright
window, Jim got quite a shock.  Diane was there all right, but the man
humping betweeen her golden thighs was no one he had ever seen before!

   "She's cheatin' on him!" Jim gasped.  "I don't believe it!"

   It didn't matter to Becky that the couple on the old-fashioned four-poster
bed was not man and wife.  All she cared about was the fucking being hot to
watch.  Carefully she opened the gate to their backyard and led her babbling
father closer to the fucking action than they had ever ventured before.

   "Quiet Dad, they might hear you," she whispered, crouching down beside a
potted plant.  "And get down!"

   The bedroom had a sliding glass door that led out onto the patio that
Becky and her father were crouching on.  The drapes were open completely and
Becky could see all of the plushly furnished bedroom and the wanton fucking
taking place there.  With a lusty sigh she settled down to enjoy the show.

   The woman in the house, Diane, was a tall honey-blonde, her hair falling
nearly to her waist.  Right now she was on her back with her feet spread and
pointed toward the open window while a dark-haired man humped mightily
between her legs.  Becky watched his ass bob up and down and creamed.

   Jim stared at the fucking couple like he had never seen people fucking
before.  Diane had always been one of his fantasy girls, but he had always
imagined her to be beyond reproach and totally unobtainable.  She and Mike
seemed devoted to one another and now, as he realized how wrong he'd been,
his cock ached for what he might have had.

   Becky was stretched out on her stomach on the grass in front of the
window and Jim joined her.  He pulled her into his arms and held her tight
against him, his cock against her ass, as they undulated together and watched
the man pounding between the blonde's bent legs.

   Becky bounced her ass back against her father's cock.  She could already
feel that it was very hard and so she mashed herself against it, teasing him.

   Jim reached around his little girl and felt her titties.  She had on a
light jacket and he unzipped it slowly, hoping that the people inside wouldn't
hear it.  But he needn't have worried.  They were fucking so hard they
wouldn't have heard anything short of a nuclear explosion.  Then, opening the
middle few buttons of her blouse, Jim at last reached the bare skin of his
daughter's tits.

   "Where's your bra?" he whispered.

   "Who needs it?  It just gets in the way."

   Jim laughed at her bluntness and cupped her little titties.  The nipples
were very pointed, partly from what she was watching and partly from being
exposed to the cool night air.  Jim took them between his thumbs and
forefingers and gave them each a little pinch.

   As always, her tits were very sensitive, and Becky wiggled back against her
dad with more vigor than before.  The shaft of his hard-on ran right along the
crack of her ass and Becky danced against it.

   Inside the house, Diane lifted her upper body, holding herself up on her
bent elbows.  The man continued to hump between her bent knees and she took
hold of his face and pulled it to hers, kissing him hungrily.

   For the first time Becky got a good look at the woman's face and saw that
she was very beautiful.  Her hair framed her perfect features and her large,
luminous eyes made her look rather exotic.  Becky could understand her
father's lust for Diane.  Just looking at her even made Becky feel a little
funny and she moaned.

   Jim's fingers moved down, opening her clothes the rest of the way.  Then he
shoved her sticky panties away from the flowing gash of her pussy and buried
both of his hands there.  He shoved one finger from each hand into the hole of
her cunt and fucked them in and out like pistons, one always inside her.

   Becky couldn't stay still while her father finger-fucked her this way.  She
humped and rolled her hips, increasing the friction his fingers gave her cunt.
The night air tickled the hairs of her pussy and she shivered when her warm
cream rolled out and met the cool breeze, chilling the hot meat of her cunt.

   Jim grunted against the side of her neck.  As he filled and refilled his
daughter's pussy, his eyes never left his friend's wife and the man fucking
her so mightily.  Diane had broken off their steamy kiss and her head had
lolled back, her face contorted with fuck-lust and partially covered with her
long, silky hair.  How Jim wished he could wrap some of that hair around the
throbbing shaft of his prick and jack himself off with it!

   At that thought, he nuzzled his face into Becky's hair deeper than  before.
He filled himself with the scent of her and it turned him on like crazy.  If
he couldn't have Diane, he could have his own daughter and Jim knew that
fucking his own flesh and blood was a thousand times more thrilling than
fucking anyone else.

   Wet, sticky sounds came from between his little girl's legs as his
fingers continued to trench out her juicy cunt.  The scent of her pussy
surrounded them like a cloud and Jim inhaled deeply, getting high on the
luscious aroma of teenaged pussy.  His head swam with it.

   The smell of her cunt made his mouth water and Jim knew that he had to
taste, as well as touch, her juicy young cunt.  He gave her pussy a couple
more spine-tingling jabs and then pulled his fingers free from her clasping
pussy-walls.

   "Wha-?" Becky mumbled.

   "Shhh, turn around, I want to eat you," Jim whispered, helping her into
the position he had in mind.

   Becky squirmed around until her head was pointing toward the window.  Her
dad then removed one of her shoes and pulled her jeans down and off that leg,
leaving them tangled around her other knee.  Her pussy sizzled right in front
of his open, ogling eyes and he dove head-first right into its creamy depths.

   Becky arched up when her father's lips hit the open lips of her pussy.
Her head tipped way back and she found that she could still see Diane and her
fuck-partner only now they were upside down!  The picture almost made Becky
laugh except that her father plunged his tongue into her pussy deeply and
changed her emotion from amusement to pure fuck-lust.

   "Ohhh," she sighed, opening her legs as wide as she could and assuming
the same sexy position Diane was in.

   While in the house the man between the woman's legs, his cock filling her
cunt, out in the yard the man filled the woman with his tongue, his head
bobbing between her thighs.  Jim slurped down all his daughter's juice
greedily, as if he had to get all that he could tonight because tomorrow
might never come.

   Becky humped her ass up out of the damp grass and fed her dripping pussy-
meat to her father.  She grabbed two big handfuls of his hair and used his
head for leverage as she bounced around, now and then still catching a
glimpse of what was happening inside the bedroom.

   Diane leaned forward and so did the man who was fucking her.  They
embraced and the man pulled her tighter to him, making her sit up flat on her
ass.  As Becky watched, she saw them entwine their legs until they were both
sitting up and facing each other, his cock apparently still inside of her
cunt.

   "Wow," she gasped, "that was neat!"

   Jim looked up over the fuzz of her cunt to see what she was looking at.
To his surprise he now saw the back of the man with Diane's legs around his
ass and her pretty face peeking over his shoulder.  Neither of them could
move much but, from the look of ecstasy on Diane's face, Jim knew that their
new fucking position was pleasing her plenty.

   Then he flicked his eyes back down and threw himself into the task at
hand, eating his daughter out.  He curled his tongue into a long tube and
thrust into her pussy with it, opening her up like magic.  Then he began a
series of long, straight fuck-strokes, probing her depths with the soft,
slimy length of his rigid tongue.

   Becky bucked and writhed, her fingers pulling hard at his hair and her
nails scraping at his scalp.  She made his face bob around between her legs,
his nose involuntarily being ground against her upstanding clit.

   But Jim didn't mind the slight discomfort his little girl's lust brought
to him.  He was glad to let her have her fun.  He snorted her smelly juices
and gulped them downby the mouthful, loving every tasty minute of this cunt-
lapping.

   As Jim delved his tongue far inside his daughter, scooping out helping
after helping of her tasty juices, he rolled his own hips from side to side,
his hard-on trapped beneath his body.  It was uncomfortable to have to lay on
top of such a swollen piece of cock-meat, but the man endured, more interested
in his daughter's pleasure than his own.

   "Oh, Daddy, ohhh, ohhh!" Becky whimpered.  "You do that sooo goood!"

   Jim lapped the flat of his tongue up and down over her entire cuntal
area.  The tip of his tongue touched the puckered hole of Becky's ass and he
was reminded of how well she had taken his cock when he had first fucked her
ass a few days ago.  In appreciation he tickled that rough little dent with
his tongue tip and then again lapped all the way up her creamy gash until his
tongue reached the pulsing button of her clitty.

   He pulled her clit in between his lips and drew it out long and taut.
Then he beat the end of it with the end of his tongue, loving the way Becky
bucked and grunted.  His hands were on either side of his munching face,
keeping the girl's legs spread as far apart as possible, giving himself
plenty of room to work.

   Slurping noisily, Jim glanced over Becky's cunt-bush to check out the
action inside the house.  Just as he looked up, he saw the man lean back and
take Diane with him, guiding her up onto his prick.  With a look of extreme
fuck-lust, Diane took her perch on top of him, his cock securely buried in
her pussy, like a queen to her throne.

   Better than ever her full, mature body was displayed for Jim's hot eyes.
Her curves were the lush, padded curves of a grown woman.  She rolled her
hips slowly, fucking at him as she looked down right into his eyes with
heavy-lidded horniness.  Jim watched her tits sway as she fucked that lucky
man.

   More turned on than ever, his cock pounding against the wet grass, he
reached forward and took hold of Becky's young tits.  He kept his eyes on
Diane, imagining it was her full set of titties that he had his fingers
stretched around.  His breathing grew heavy and thick and the jets of air
escaped his nostrils and tickled Becky's clit, making her squirm with
pleasure.

   Her father's tongue was driving Becky out of her mind.  Again she arched
herself up, giving him more of her pussy and allowing her to take an upside-
down look at what Diane was up to.  The sight of the perfect woman moving on
top of the man's cock with such sensuous grace made Becky green with envy.
She couldn't wait for her own young body to finish developing.

   "Ummm, fuck her," Becky spat, the top of her head in the moist grass as
she moved with Diane, jerking her cunt downward at the same speed.  "Fuck him
good!"

   The growling sound of his daughter's lewd commands thrilled Jim.  He zig-
zagged his tongue up through her open cuntal crack, touching her sizzling
skin only lightly and feeling the way she shuddered with mounting joy.  He
intended to toy with her a little more and then, when Becky couldn't stand it
anymore, he wanted to bring her off like never before.

   Becky arched her body, feeding her dad her pussy while she watched Diane
give the other man her cunt.  When Jim's hands left her tits and went back
down to hold her legs apart, Becky grabbed her own titties, rolling and
pinching and tweaking them, making herself soar higher with her incredible
fuck-lust.

   "Oh, Daddy!  Daddy!" she cried, her voice rather shrill in the empty
night air.

   Jim's pulse pounded in his ears as he shoved his tongue deep into Becky's
cunt and then wiggled it around inside of her.  He made his tongue flutter
into her cunt-tunnel and then run around her clit, touching her everywhere
that mattered as he brought her closer and closer to her beloved orgasm.

   Becky whimpered, her body jerking violently.  Her hands left her father's
head and instead grasped the grass beside her jumping ass, ripping it out by
the roots in big, wet clumps.  She no longer saw Diane, she no longer saw
anything except her own relief, which got closer and closer with each thrust
of her father's fucking tongue.

   "Oh!  Oh!  Ohhh!" she grunted, her words louder than ever before.

   Jim jammed her full of tongue one last time and then felt her go rigid
beneath him.  Becky let out a blood-curdling scream, but Jim ignored it,
pumping her pussy with his tongue with a quick, deep determination that kept
her creaming and screaming for several endless seconds.

   "Daddy!  Daddy!" she cried, her young body bucking and jumping.  "Ohhh!"

   Jim was in the groove with her orgasm, enjoying it with her until he looked
up into Diane's bedroom.  All the fucking there had stopped and Diane and her
partner were looking around themselves, Becky's screams having broken into
even their intense fucking trance.

   Jim's heart nearly stopped as Diane bounded off the bed and looked out her
large window.  Fortunately for him and Becky the difference in the light was
so extreme she still couldn't see them.  Jim saw her turn back to the man and
say something and, not one to take chances, Jim pulled himself up, gathering
the still-whimpering Becky up into his arms.

   "Daddy, wha...where...ummm," Becky moaned as he lifted her up and ran with
her toward the gate, her loosened pants dangling down from her half-naked
body.

   As he let the out the gate, Jim turned around to see an outside light come
on and Diane's fucking partner stepped out into the backyard, his cock still
at half mast.  Jim watched him scan the yard and then stride out into the
grass.  With Becky still cooing and sighing in his arms, Jim watched in horror
as the young man bent down and picked up something, straightening up and
holding Becky's forgotten tennis shoe in one hand.

   "Jesus!" Jim sighed, his heart pounding as he turned and ran down the alley
as fast as he could, the burden of his daughter heavier than ever in  his
arms.