Benjamin Royce - The spying stepdaughter

As Bill moved his cock on down Neva's throat, Cheri followed the motion with her fingers, trying to imagine the feel of him on her.

Finally, after playing his hard cock around and over her mother's tits, Bill moved on down to Neva's navel, pretending that he was going to stick it in that little hole. Cheri almost laughed aloud as her finger plugged her own little navel.

Then his prick trailed over Neva's flat stomach and began moving around in the copper curls of cunt hair. Cheri pushed her hips forward. She flattened her hand against her stomach, the tips of her fingers as deep into her own cunt-curls as Bill's prick was in her mother's.

By the time he moved on down to brush the distended cock-head against Neva's open cunt lips, Cheri had her own legs spread, her fingers again finding their way inside her slippery pussy. She had to force herself to breathe, to keep from passing out, as Bill began gently pushing his huge prick against Neva's delicate cunt-lips. As they began parting, conforming to the shape of his prick, Cheri felt her own pussy wanting to open wider, wanting to accept that hot cockmeat. Just the sight of all that prick-meat fucking into her mother's pussy was enough to drive Cheri to orgasm.

Cheri could see the full length of his delicious cock as it fucked in and out of her mother's cunt. As Bill slowly fucked Neva, Cheri could see the cunt-juices clinging to his cock-shaft. She could almost taste the white, creamy stuff which their fucking seemed to be generating. She yanked her fingers out of her own cunt and stuck them into her mouth. But just long enough to get a good taste, because her crotch was going crazy without the prodding of her fingers.

When Bill started picking up speed, causing more fuck-juices to flow from Neva's pussy, Cheri increased the rate of her finger-fucking. She could see sweat forming on Bill's forehead, on his back, and even on his bare ass. She could see a sheen of dampness on her mother's skin, adding a rosy glow to it.

But most of all, she couldn't keep her eyes away from the huge prick fucking in and out of Neva's hot cunt. Her body was trembling with waves of wonderful feeling as she watched both her mother and Bill building to a great climax together. She fucked her fingers deeper and faster, hoping to match them.

As Bill let out a deep moan and forced his body hard against Neva's, Neva whimpered and fought to push him up off the bed. Cheri felt the flood of release coming into her body at the same time. She gripped the doorframe with her free hand to keep her balance.

"Oh God, yes!" Neva screamed, and Cheri wanted to scream too.

"Uh-uh-uh!" Bill grunted.

Cheri could see his ass muscles clenching tightly as his balls drew tight. She could even see the big vein on the underside of his prick pulsing. She could almost picture the globs of spunk shooting into her mother, and could almost feel them shooting into her own little cunt.

As Cheri lay in bed fantasizing and fingering her hot pussy, she thought about an exciting encounter she had peeked on about two years after Bill had moved in. Cheri had lived in a combination of joy and torment during the entire time he'd been living with them. Joy because she loved watching them through the hole in the door. Torment because she had still found no way to let Bill know how she felt about him. And further torment because she was still a virgin. But there had been times when she felt Bill watching her.

Cheri had taken to sleeping in the living room during the last couple of weeks.

"That room's just not big enough for all three of us," she said to her mother. "Besides, I'm too old to sleep in the same room with my brother."

Neva had argued, but Bill had convinced her, which made Cheri even happier – thinking that he had other reasons besides just taking her side.

She always slept in only her T-shirt and panties – and always made certain that she kicked the covers off so that her legs and panties showed plainly. Sometimes, she would even roll her shirt up, as if it had happened in her sleep, so that her tits would be bare.

Tonight she had heard them talking ant almost crept out of bed to pin her eye to the peephole. When the door creaked open, she was glad that she had stayed in bed. When Bill stepped through the hall door, she was doubly glad that she had stayed in bed. He was completely naked – and had a marvelous hard-on.

Cheri held her breath, hoping he would come toward her. Then, as he turned toward the kitchen, she sighed, twisting around on the couch so that her legs spread, revealing her cunthair around the edges of her panties. As if she were dreaming, she brushed her arm up, pushing her T-shirt off her tits. Through slitted lids she watched, her heart trying to beat an escape from her chest, as Bill tuned toward her.

But he only paused, then disappeared into the kitchen.

Cheri could have cried, but decided to try something else when he returned. Still moving slowly, so that she wouldn't make too much noise, she moved her hands down to the waistband of her panties. If she could just ease them off before he came back through, he wouldn't be able to resist coming to her. But a noise from the hall stopped her before she even got them pushed off her waist.

Cheri tried to make her breathing as near normal as possible as she watched her mother enter the living room. Neva's nipples were hard and, as she moved over to stand by the couch, Cheri could smell her heated flesh. Neva leaned over her, her pendulous tits brushing against Cheri's bare skin. Cheri fought to control her breathing. It wouldn't do to let her mother know she wasn't asleep.

After puffing the sheet up to cover what Cheri had so carefully uncovered, Neva turned to follow Bill into the kitchen.

Cheri felt like she was suffocating, so she pushed the sheet off again. Then she pulled the T-shirt over her head and, pushed her panties off. She posed herself as seductively as possible on the couch. She hoped Bill would see her, and that Neva wouldn't. Then she heard the back door open and close.

"They can't possibly be going outside naked!" Cheri giggled. "I would love to do that!"

Slipping off the couch, she hurried to the dining room. Peeking through the curtain, she spotted Bill, and a moan caught in her throat. He looked so magnificent, standing out in the open, totally naked, his hard prick throbbing in excitement.

Neva was moving slowly, shaking her hips from side to side. One hand was on her right tit, massaging it. The other hand was between her legs, pushing the lips of her cunt apart, making sure Bill had a really good view. As she moved toward him, she would occasionally stop, hunch forward and fuck a finger into her cunt. Her eyes never left Bill's protruding prick.

As Bill watched her approach, he was slowly stroking the full length of his cock, keeping it hot and ready for when Neva came within reach of him. Cheri could almost feel it in her own hand. She could imagine what it would feel like to stroke it. She could almost taste it in her mouth. She wanted to feel it in her pussy. When her mother finally came right up against Bill, pressing her naked body against his, Cheri had to grip the curtain to keep from hurting her cunt with her other hand.

Neva knelt in front of him, almost as if he were a God and she had come to worship him. Reaching out, she took hold of his throbbing prick and pulled it toward her smiling lips. Cheri felt her jaw muscles forcing her own lips open as she watched her mother pull his lovely cock to her lips. It was almost as if the smooth prick head forced her red lips open, and there was just a flash of white teeth before it disappeared inside Neva's hungry mouth. To get the full flavor of what her mother was tasting, Cheri slipped her fingers out of her cunt, sticking them in her mouth only long enough to lick her juices off. That way she could almost feel that she was sucking Bill's prick, instead of just watching her mother do it. What made it even greater, to Cheri's way of thinking, was that they were doing it right out in the open – in plain sight of God and everybody.