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Horny Peeping Sister Part 7 of 9
The next week after her piano lesson, Becky was walk- ing home down a dark
alley, whistling her favorite piece when suddenly a man stepped out of the
shadows and grab- bed her by the arm. She started to struggle and cry out when
his voice fought its way through her terror and in- stantly 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 peo- ple. 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 re- plied.
"But what about mom? She's home!"
"I told her I was going to pick you up from your les- son 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 excite- ment 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.
Care- fully 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 be- tween 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 in- to 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 tit- ties. She had on a light
jacket and he unzipped it slow- ly, 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 explo- sion. 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, in- creasing 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 throb-
bing 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-tingl-
ing jabs and then pulled his fingers free from her clasp- ing 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 to- ward 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 fuck- ing 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 sit- ting 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 pleas- ing 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
involun- tarily 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 upsidedown 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 light-
ly 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 pinch- ing 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 every- where 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 be- side 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 they went 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 hold- ing
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.
Continued in part 8...
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