George Tipton: Horny peeping sister

The woman writhed around on the bed and out in the darkness of the alley beyond her lighted window, the boy stood watching. She teased her nipples through the filmy negligee she wore, and the boy saw her lips moving as a man, naked, wandered into the picture of the brightly lit window.

Tom Moon sighed and stood with his legs spread wide apart. He stuffed both his hands down into the front pockets of his jeans and stared, his eyes wide with envy and wonder as the man inside the window slid onto the bed and took the lovely brunette in the black nightie into his arms and kissed her.

The couple rolled together, with the man ending up on top. Tom could see that as they kissed the woman reached between their bodies and took hold of her lover's prick. Tom knew that the man's cock was big and he couldn't wait to see the woman take it. His own cock slithered down one leg of his jeans, and Tom nudged it with his fingertips, moving it to a more comfortable position.

The woman's slender arms jerked on the man's cock, which was still pressed between their undulating bodies. The man's naked ass humped and rolled and Tom imagined the tip of his cock was running up along the woman's hairy cunt. Tom had never felt a pussy around his own prick but he knew, from watching the ecstasy that it brought others, that it was an incredible feeling.

At last the man rolled off the woman and she quickly crawled up on top of him, straddling his waist with her long, white legs. As she moved, Tom got a flash of her naked, brown-haired cunt beneath her thin nightie and his cock lurched, pounding in his jeans.

As she sat down on the man's cock, Tom watched her pretty face contort with happiness. She faced him completely, with the man beneath her partly hidden from view. But Tom didn't care that he couldn't see the man she was fucking. All he cared about was this wonderful, sexy woman and the wonderful way she looked when she had a cock inside of her.

His hands still jammed inside his pockets, Tom tickled the sides of his stiffening prick-shaft. His mouth hung open, dry with excitement. He no longer noticed his surroundings, the dark back alley in which he stood. Now he had been transported and stood in that brightly lit bedroom, watching the fucking taking place there.

A pair of hands appeared on the woman's tits, crushing them against her chest. First they caressed her big tits through the dark fabric that covered them. Then, impatiently they flipped the thin covering up and touched her naked skin. The dark nightie filtered down again, covering the hands, and Tom watched the fingers kneading her tit-flesh through it, as if through a fine film of erotic mist.

As the man tossed the nightie up to get at the woman's tits, Tom was treated to a look at the dark triangle of cunt-hair between her legs. As the man worked her titties, the nightie worked up so that Tom could see the contrast between her white lower belly and the dark hair of her cunt. Her pussy-hair was flush against the lower belly of the man, and Tom knew that she had his cock far up inside of her.

The woman let her head roll back, her long hair falling behind her shoulders as she moved her lower body in slow, sensuous circles. The dark vee of her pussy hair moved slightly and Tom's eyes were riveted to it, imagining what was taking place inside her body right there. It was as if he had x-ray vision and could see the cock that penetrated her, filling her pussy with its girth and power.

Gradually the woman began to speed up her fucking motions. Her hips rolled round and round in faster and faster circles. Then she started moving up and down, letting the cock slide in and out of her cunt. At first she moved only a little. But then her fuck-stroke grew longer and little by little Tom could see the slick shaft of the man's cock as it slithered out of her dripping cunt.

"Yeah, baby," Tom sighed, both his hands covering the pounding front of his jeans. "Fuck it out!"

The woman leaned forward, feeding the man one of her big tits. She tossed her long hair back over one shoulder to keep it out of the man's way and Tom was glad. Now he could see her tits clearly. The man sucked one through the black gauze of the nightie and the woman rolled her eyes in ecstasy.

Tom couldn't see just what the man was doing to the woman's tit, but he could see the effect it was having on her. She continued to pump her cunt up and down his cock while he sucked her tit and, from the way she jerked and shuddered, Tom knew that the man's mouth on her tit felt very good.

Then, suddenly she sat back up straight again and for a second Tom saw the wet fabric of her nightie plastered to her white tit. Her nipple stuck out through the material and even with its dark covering Tom could tell that her nipple was as red as a cherry. Then, with a quick, frantic motion, the woman jerked her nightie off and tossed it aside, leaving herself completely naked on top of the prone man.

"Holy Christ!" Tom grunted, his cock begging for release. "What a horny bitch!"

Gloriously naked, the young woman shook her titties at her lover playfully and grinned down at him. But, when the man reached out to touch her naked tits, she leaned back away from him, smiling sexily.

For an instant Tom was disappointed. He liked it when the man pawed her tits, pulling and smashing them with his big hands. But his disappointment didn't last long for the woman continued to lean back, putting her hands behind herself to keep her balance. Before he knew it, Tom had a better view of her cunt, stuffed with the man's cock, than ever before!

With her dark-haired cunt pointed right at him, Tom couldn't stand it any more. Carefully he released his zipper and immediately his cock sprang out. When he went out at night like this, he never wore any underwear, and so his cock stuck out straight through the open fly of his jeans, a white pole in the darkness of the night. He undid the snap of his pants and sighed with satisfaction as he at last took his straining prick in his own cool hand.

Even as he let his cock bob out, Tom never took his eyes off this magical woman. Her whole body was stretched out for his viewing pleasure. Her tits rose high on her chest and her slim midsection was stretched out taut and long. But, best of all, her thighs were slightly parted and, as she bobbed up and down, he could see very clearly the base of the man's cock as it disappeared up into her perfect body.

For a few seconds Tom just held his cock, so enraptured by the sight of the woman. Then his cock, as if impatient for some action, gave a jerk, reminding him of his own needs. He glanced down at his hard-on, gripped tightly in his fingers, and then he looked back up at the window, his hand automatically starting to work up and down the length of his rigid prick-shaft.

The cool air of the early evening stirred the hairs around the base of Tom's prick and touched his hot cock-skin. The fluids ran from the hole in the tip of his cock-shaft and he absently smeared them around with his thumb. They covered the head of his cock and excited him a bit more.

With his other hand he scooped his balls out of the confines of his jeans and let them dangle down tenderly over his zipper. He wiggled just a bit and his pants slipped down his thighs just a couple of inches, allowing his fuck-parts more room. As the cool evening air touched them, his balls automatically snuggled up around the base of his throbbing prick.

Back inside the bedroom, the fucking had gotten faster and more furious. The woman had brought her feet up alongside the man's body and was slamming her cunt back onto his upthrusting prick. At the moment she was taking just the very tip of his prick into her and the rest of his thick shaft remained outside of her body, glistening with her cunt-juices.