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HORNY PEEPING SISTER

Chapter 2.

By the time Becky got home, her parents and brother were all seated
at the dinner table eating quietly. From the look on her brother's
face, Becky could tell that he'd already gotten his scolding and
she slid into her place at the table, awaiting her own.

"Where have you been, young lady?" her mother snapped, jabbing her
fork at Becky. "Don't you have a watch? Can't you see that it's
dark?"

"Sorry," Becky mumbled, helping herself to a pork chop. "My lesson
was a little late and then I stopped over at Vicky's. We got to
talking and I didn't notice the time and..."

Becky's words trailed off and for a moment everyone sat in silence.

"Don't you know it's dangerous out there on the streets after
dark?" her mother went on. "You never know what kind of wierdos and
perverts are out there just waiting for a girl like you."

Becky glanced over at her brother, but their mother's words seemed
to have little effect on Tom. He just scooped up the last of his
mashed potatoes and slid his chair back.

"Can I be excused?" Tom asked as he balled up his napkin and tossed
it next to his plate.

"Go ahead, Son," Mr. Moon said, speaking softly and formally.

"And no television," his mother called as Tom got up from the
table. "I won't have my children thinking that they can run around
the neighborhood like cats. When they learn to act responsibly
they'll get the respect they deserve from me, but until then..."

As usual, the tirade went on and on, but Becky didn't hear it. She
watched her brother head up the stairs to his room, and she
followed him as quickly as she could, passing by his closed door
and entering her own room.

Dinner sat in her stomach like a lead balloon as Becky shucked her
clothes and stretched out on her bed in just her bra and panties.
It felt good to take her clothes off, it made her feel free and
good, except for the strange thoughts that troubled her.

Becky lay on her back and stared up at the ceiling, finding
patterns in the rough stucco. She couldn't believe what she'd seen
her brother doing. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she
would have thought that it couldn't possibly be true. And even
though she had seen it, she couldn't imagine why Tom would do such
a thing.

Becky rolled over onto her tummy, her young tits making a small
cleavage in her white bra. She supported her chin on her fists and
remembered every detail of what she had seen, thinking that there
might be something that she had missed that would explain Tom's
strange behavior.

Tom was a good-looking boy, tall with dark curly hair. He was
popular with the other boys at school, but Becky hadn't seen him
with too many girls. Still, she was sure that there were plenty of
girls who would want him if he just tried. If he was horny, why
didn't he get a girlfriend? she wondered.

As she thought about her brother and his possible motives, Becky
began to rock her hips slightly. At first she didn't even really
realize she was doing it. It was a natural motion, one brought on
by the sexy pictures that ran through her mind. She saw her brother
holding his prick and the way his jizz had shot against the wooden
fence.

Becky gradually became aware of a strange, warm feeling in her
lower belly. She humped her pantied crotch up and down and realized
that the fabric was wet with her pussy-juices.

"I hope Tom doesn't think he's the only one who gets horny," she
whispered, rolling over onto her back.

It seemed to Becky that she was always horny these days. Although
she had never fucked and until recently had never wanted to fuck,
now the idea of losing her cherry seemed to obsess her. All she and
Vicky talked about these days was who they would like to fuck and
where and how. Her own brother had never once appealed to her in
that way but what Becky had witnessed tonight changed all that.

As she ran her finger around the wet spot at the crotch of her
panties, Becky wondered if Tom has ever fucked a girl. Then she
wondered if he had ever finger-fucked one.

"Would you like to fuck me?" she asked her imaginary brother as she
reached up and opened the front clasp of her bra while her other
hand continued to rub her panty-covered cunt.

The bra popped apart and her pert titties stood up firm and round.
They weren't very big, but for a girl her age they weren't bad and
Becky was satisfied with them. She saw the trouble Vicky had with
her giant titties and she was glad she didn't have those kinds of
problems. Yes, she thought as she cupped one of her nice titties, I
like mine just fine.

Both her hands moved in circles, one rubbing all around the soft
mound of one tit while the tip of one finger on the other teased
the bumps and holes around her cunt. She ran that finger up and
down the wet furrow of her cunt, beginning at the dry indentation
of her asshole and moving up into the wet valley of her cunthole
and over the hump of her clit. With each circuit the crotch of her
panties got wetter and softer.

Becky licked her fingertips and spread a little moisture over the
nipples of her tits. Instantly the little red nubbins got harder
and more pointed. Now, as she rubbed them, they were more sensitive
than ever and the sizzling sensations that ran from the inner
depths of her cunt up to her nipples and back down intensified.

"Hummmm, yeahhh," Becky sighed. "We could fuck, Tom, sure, we could
get it onnn!"

She let the heel of her hand rest on her cunt-mound and humped her
cunt up off the mattress to touch it. She directed two fingers to
the place where her clit was and jammed it against them, turning
herself on more and more.

She heard her own loud breathing and that again reminded her of the
noises she had heard Tom make in the alley. She was surprised to
find out that the sounds a boy made when he came were not that much
different than the sounds a girl made when she came.

Becky humped her ass up off the bed with ever-increasing speed. At
first it felt good, but it soon grew frustrating, and Becky knew
she needed more direct stimulation.

Abruptly she reached down and skimmed off her panties. Then, before
she lay back down, she wiggled her shoulders and doffed her opened
bra. Then she settled back down again, her knees up and bent, her
slender body naked on her double bed.

When her fingertip first touched her naked cunt directly, Becky
jumped, her own touch surprising her. Her pussy was very hot and
very wet and her finger felt as if it might be sucked right up into
her body. She held just the tip at the mouth of her cunt for a
second, testing the way the lips of her pussy opened and closed,
almost as if they were breathing.

Then, slowly, she rolled her finger around the mouth of her pussy,
keeping just the tip inside herself. The heat her body generated
never ceased to amaze her, and she wondered if every girl her age
was as hot as she was, or if she was some sort of freak. Maybe if
she could get her brother to fuck her she would be able to tell if
she was normal or not. Maybe Tom would know.

Her free hand trailed back up to her titties and again began to
touch and stroke them. Her nipples spiked right up, growing more
and more excited as she worked over the sensitive meat of her
dripping cunt. Her hand moved from one tit to the other, never
leaving either alone and untouched for long.

Becky tighted and loosened the muscles of her cunt around her
finger, taking it inside her body a bit at a time, as if her cunt
were eating it. Soon her finger was completely enveloped in the
soft, squishy warmth of her cunt and she rolled it around inside of
herself.

"Hummm," she sighed. "That feels gooooddd!"

The circles her finger made in the mouth of her cunt gradually got
bigger until her cunt-mouth had opened wide enough to take a second
finger. Becky felt very full with the two digits inside her body
and wondered if she would even be able to take a cock if she was
offered one. Her brother's cock had looked pretty big. What if it
wouldn't fit inside of her? What if it hurt her?

But such unpleasant thoughts were forced from her mind by the more
enjoyable feelings that ran through her body thanks to her magical
fingers. She fucked them in and out of herself, gently at first and
then, as her passion grew, with greater and greater strength.

The hand on her tits pinched and pulled on her nipples. The
tit-tips got thick with blood, and Becky felt her heartbeat pulsing
behind her left tit. Her mouth was wide open as she gasped in air
and she closed it briefly to swallow hard. Then she let it fall
open and slack again as she concentrated on the pleasant way her
body tingled.

The harder and faster she played with herself, the more excited she
became. Her long blonde hair was trapped beneath her and along the
sides of her face, and across her forehead she grew wet with the
sweat of her mounting passion. She her whole naked body glistened
with sweat and she smeared the small pool that had collected
between her tits across the sprouting mounds.

She bit her lip and closed her eyes, the darkness behind her
eyelids like a movie theatre that replayed the films of what she
had seen her brother doing in that alley. She imagined that he had
been watching something very sexy, perhaps two people fucking.
Becky surprised herself when she responded to that thought. She
knew then that she would like to watch other people fucking, too.
The idea turned her on and made her pussy even juicier than before.

"I see you fucking," she told the imaginary couple. "Tom and I are
watching you, you fuckers. Yeah! Fuck it good!"

She arched up to meet her thrusting fingers, taking them both
inside of her body time and again. Already her insides were
starting to flutter and Becky knew it wouldn't be long before she
came. The thought of watching others fucking made her lust soar and
she drilled her cunt.

As her fucking hand grew tired, Becky pulled it from her soggy
pussy with a slick sound and brought it to her tits. While she
wiped her creamy sauce off all over the firm flesh of her titties,
her other hand went to work on her cunt.

When she first slid her two dry fingers into her cunt, it was a bit
painful. The wet interior of her pussy stuck to the skin of her
fingers and pulled a bit. Becky eased back, giving her hand a
moment to become slick with her juices before pushing it into her
cunt any farther. Once it was lubricated with cunt-cream her hand
slithered up into her body as easily as anything.

The cunt-juice she had smeared all over her tits began to dry and
as it did it pulled her skin, puckering as it lost its moisture.
Becky liked the way her tits felt crinkled up and pulled together.
The drying cunt-juice got tauter and tauter until it cracked and
then began to cake off her skin, leaving the soft pink flesh
beneath it bare and pure once again.

The smell of her cunt filled the room and made Becky slightly
drunk. As she finger-fucked herself, sometimes she felt as if she
were someone else, someone crazy and wild, someone who wanted to
fuck her own brother. She knew it was the fuck-lust that made her
feel this way. It was like a drug and Becky found that recently she
couldn't get enough of it.

"I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck!" she chanted, jamming her fingers into
her pussy in time with her words. "Do you hear me Tom? I wanna fuck
you!"

In her mind the words were loud and true, but in reality they were
little more than impassioned whispers. Becky knew that she couldn't
risk someone, especially her mother, hearing her innermost
thoughts.

Cunt-juice sloshed over the sides of her pussy and made the tops of
her inner thighs slick and slippery. She panted louder and louder,
the blood racing through her veins and making her nipples and clit
stand up proudly.

Becky's pretty face was contorted by fuck-lust. She jammed her cunt
extra hard, promising herself that this was the last time she would
fuck herself with her fingers without knowing what it felt like to
have a real cock inside her pussy-hole.

As her orgasm gathered strength, so did her resolve to fuck her
brother. Tom was definitely the one she wanted, and if he was
desperate enough to be jacking himself off in dark alley ways,
Becky was sure that he would not turn down a chance to fuck her,
even if she was his own sister.

In fact, the more Becky thought about it, the more the idea of
fucking her own brother - because he was her own brother - appealed
to her. She had never heard the word incest before, but the concept
made her hot and she fucked her fingers in and out of her pussy
with incredible force.

The fingers running in and out of her pussy were all slick with her
juices, as was most of that hand. Her cunt was awash with the
creamy fluids of her pussy and she used the thumb of her fucking
hand to smear some of that soft stuff over the top of her throbbing
clit.

"Yeah!" she gasped, her hips jerking up involuntarily. "Make me
come, Tom, make me come hard!"

She spat out her hot words, balls of spit shooting from her excited
lips. She sucked back the little strings of over-eager drool and
rolled her fingers around inside of her pussy, holding them in deep
and stirring around her insides.

Her whole body moved with the intensity of her fucking motions. She
brought her other hand from her tits back to her cunt and began to
claw at her pounding clitty with it while she kept up her strong,
even fucking tempo with the other hand.

Becky wanted to scream out her joy, her ecstasy, but she knew she
didn't dare. She didn't even want to think about what her mother
would do if she even knew that Becky was touching herself this way.
Becky felt her excitement wane as she thought of her tyrannical
mother so she quickly switched her thoughts to a more pleasant -
and erotic - topic, her brother.

As she rolled her clitty around and around, smashing it flat
against the bone behind it, Becky tried to imagine what it would be
like to have Tom on top of her, fucking her with his big cock. She
pretended that she felt his weight pushing down on her while he
pumped her full of his jizz. The feelings were so real Becky felt
herself soaring higher and higher on a cloud of sensations. She
just had to get Tom to fuck her for real, she just had to!

"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted. "Fuck me, yes, yes, yes..."

She punctuated her words with jabs of her fingers and circles of
her other hand on her clit. Her hips began to jerk and her
breathing grew slightly louder. Becky could feel that familiar
tightening in her belly and she kicked her legs up into the air,
holding them up and out in a big V, wishing Tom's body was there to
fall in between them.

Her eyes looked right up at her feet swaying over her, but she
didn't see them. Her whole being was taken over by the feelings of
approaching orgasm. It felt as if some giant were tightening all of
her insides and she knew that shortly he would again let that
string go and she would come like she had never come before.

"Give it to me, give it to me!" she grunted.

The taut feeling inside of her increased until Becky thought her
head would surely pop off. Then, just when she couldn't stand it
anymore and her wrist ached from fucking herself with such vigor,
it all burst apart.

"Yeahhh!" she sighed. "Do it, yeahhh!"

Her body shuddered, and she jammed her fingers deep into herself.
She held them there, letting her cunt move around them. The feeling
of release was total, and everything in Becky's world was
momentarily blacked out while she pulsed with orgasm.

Then, as she allowed her knees to bend and brought her feet back
down onto the bed, she again became conscious of rational thought
and the first thing she thought about was Tom. Ahhh, she sighed to
herself, tomorrow is gonna be some kind of day!

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