George Tipton: Horny peeping sister

"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!

Each day after school, Tom and Becky were left alone in the house for a few hours until their parents got home from work. Although the teenagers were old enough to be left on their own, their mother insisted that they stay in the house and not answer the door or telephone. Neither Becky nor Tom liked the arrangement, but they had learned to accept it. It was easier to just do what she asked rather than argue with their mother.

Usually they spent the time watching television or doing various things in their rooms. It was usually a quiet time for it was not unknown for their mother to come home early and check up on them. Neither child wanted to get in trouble with their mother so they both spent the time doing simple, unexciting things.

But today would be different, Becky vowed. She knew for a fact that her mother had an important meeting at the office and couldn't possibly come home to check on them and so she intended to confront her brother with what she had seen him doing the other night in the alley.

All day long Becky's heart pounded. During her classes, she hardly heard a word that her teachers said because her cunt was so itchy all she could think about was satisfying it. She knew that, if she played her cards just right, her own brother would be fucking her before the day was done.

Becky got home first after running all the way from school. She ran right up into the bathroom and took a quick shower, being careful not to get her long blonde hair wet. Then she stood naked in front of her open closet trying to decide what to wear for the seduction of her brother.

Finally she picked out a very short skirt and matching sleeveless blouse. She left one too many buttons on the front of the blouse open and decided to skip wearing shoes. Then she brushed her hair until it was shiny and perfect. Just as she put down her hairbrush, she heard her brother come in.

She stood in the middle of her bedroom listening as Tom did what he did every afternoon. First he went to the refrigerator and took a big drink of milk right out of the carton. Then he grabbed a handful of cookies and headed up the stairs to his room. Becky stood back as he passed her door. She didn't want him to know that she'd beaten him home.

The blood pounded in her ears as she waited a few more minutes, letting him get settled. She knew he was working on a model in his room and she only hoped that he liked the smell of her pussy better than the smell of model glue.

At last she felt that the time was right. She took a deep breath and padded barefoot down the hall to his room. His door was partly open and she could see him at his desk, model glue in one hand, a tiny piece of gray plastic in the other.

"Hi!" she said, boldly entering his room, her short skirt swinging. "That looks great."

"Fuck!" Tom gasped, nearly jumping out of his chair. "Jesus, Becky, you almost scared the crap out of me!"

Becky laughed and fixed him with a strange stare. "You have to be more careful, Brother dear, you never know when other people are around."

She laughed some more, and Tom nervously joined her. Her ran his eyes up and down her odd outfit and tried to decide if she meant more with her words than a simple joke.

"When did you get home?" he asked.

"Just a little before you," she answered, perching on the edge of his desk. "I wanted to be ready to talk to you about something."

Tom's stomach flipped, but he told himself to calm down. He was just paranoid if he thought that his own sister knew anything about how he often spent his evenings.

"Yeah?" he answered. "What's up?"

Becky snorted and looked from his eyes to his crotch. "Nothing now," she replied. "But there was plenty up last night."

Brother and sister sat in silence for a few moments, each letting Becky's meaning sink in. Tom shifted uncomfortably in his chair and noticed how close her long, naked was to him. The scent of her thrilled him.

"What do you mean?" he finally asked, trying to sound innocent. But Becky would have none of it. She could feel his uneasiness and she knew that she had him right where she wanted him.

"I saw you last night, in the alley. I saw it all," she said.

"Jesus!" Tom gasped. "You didn't tell anyone, did you?"

Becky smiled down into his wide, pleading eyes, and rubbed her naked thighs against him. "No, and I don't plan to either…"

"Good!" Tom sighed.

"Under one condition," Becky continued, letting her words hang in the air.

"Anything!" Tom said quickly, "Just tell me what you want."

Becky lifted one bare foot up and put it on her brother's crotch, rubbing his soft prick roughly. Both teenagers felt his prick involuntarily respond.

"I want your cock," she said simply.

For an instant Tom was speechless but then, the more he thought of it, the more the idea appealed to him. He'd wanted to fuck a girl for a long time now but he handn't know how to go about it. Now here was a girl offering herself to him – what did it matter that she was his own sister?

"Sure, why not?" he said with surprising calm.

"Well, come on then," Becky said, taking his hand and leading him over to his bed.

Each teenager was certain that the other had plenty of fucking experience and they were each counting on the other to lead the way. Neither wanted to admit that they were as cherry as the other and both hoped to bluff their way through this awkward fuck.

Becky acted very brazen, hoping to cover up her inexperience. She spread herself out on the bed and opened up her legs as she had seen the women in the magazines do. Her pussy was already wet and when she spread her thighs and heard her brother gasp, it got even wetter.

Like he had done it in front of a woman a million times, Tom opened his pants and wriggled out of them. He wanted to take his shirt off too, but he was afraid that if he waited too long his sister might change her mind about letting him fuck her. So, as he had watched the man do to the brunette the night before, he fell on top of Becky and probed around her cunt with the tip of his prick.

"Ohhh!" Becky gasped, all the air rushing out of her as her brother's weight crashed down.

She kept perfectly still, not knowing how to move or even if she should move. She had seen lots of pictures of people fucking, but they had all been still photographs. The girl didn't know how much motion fucking really had.

Her breathing grew hot and ragged as she felt her brother feeling around near the opening of her cunt. The tip of his prick knocked all around her cunt-hole and even hit it once but then bobbed away. Becky whimpered with anxiety. Why didn't he just put it in her?

Tom grunted and thrust, but his cock just couldn't seem to find her cunt-hole. Finally he reached down between them and grabbed his pounding prick. The size of his hard-on surprised even him, but he captured it and led the dripping tip to the equally wet mouth of her cunt.

Once he located his mark, Tom bucked his hips as he had watched so many other men do and almost to his surprise, he felt his cock forcing its way up into his sister's pussy. He shoved again and sighed as more of his prick was surrounded by the soft, moist meat of Becky's pussy.