Chapter 4

I was going crazy hiding in the closet and watching Leah masturbate while gazing at her hot body in the mirror. She turns herself on and cums hard. Being a cheerleader, performing in public in a short skirt, spreading her legs, exposing her white, cheer panties. It must arouse her no doubt as it does her cheermates. I do know that, in fact, it does arouse them.

Troy told me that Leah had mini orgasms when she cheered. She told her cheermate, who happened to be Troy’s sister. She was envious of Leah, jealous, and a gossip. She told Troy and he told me. (No wonder her cheer panties were soaked after a game. It was more than just sweat. It was pussy juice from her orgasms!) His sister also told him that lot of the cheerleaders get horny when they cheer. (His sister, too? I need to know.)

(I was thinking they must fuck like “rabbits in heat” after a big game. And Leah, if she didn’t hook up with some football player, would come home and masturbate. I could often hear her when I pressed my ear to our mutual bedroom wall. She would moan and cry out when she orgasmed. I imagined as she fingered her pussy, and stabbed it with her cuke, she would think about all those people in the stands looking between her legs-- and all those old, perv dads craving to fuck a young, hot cunt like hers. And those lonely, pimply-faced boys her age who would jack off at home, thinking about her and the cheer squad. She would orgasm hard. As I listened, knowing she was masturbating, wanting to see how she did it, made me shoot a big cum load into her dirty panties.)

As I stroked--mesmerized--she moved away from the mirror and slid on to her bed. I had to duck my big face back in the closet and let her get settled. So far, I had lucked out not getting caught. How the hell was I gonna get out of her room without her seeing me? I would have to wait until she either left the room or fell asleep. Did she fall asleep are orgasm? Not sure. I sure did--even at that age. My orgasms were intense. Nowadays, I do fall asleep or black out for a few seconds.

All I heard was moaning and a sloshy, suction sound. Cuke time? I slowly peeked out and saw something for the first time that I will never forget—my sister violently stabbing a big cucumber in and out of her pussy! I had to be careful not to be seen, because now she was facing the closet, but her eyes were closed. Who was she thinking about? I had to be ready to pull back instantly, so not to get caught. I started to stroke harder while watching her deep fuck her pussy.

Her legs were spread wide, and I could see her tight, wet asshole. Her tight pussy was skillfully fucked by that cucumber. She was reaming and stretching her pussy lips to the maximum. I was surprised at how violent she was and how much she could take. I promised myself that when I fuck her, I will fuck her violently, and relentlessly. She will love that. She is that type of slut.

Leah raised her butt up off the damp mattress and orgasmed hard, crying out in a “little girl” voice, “Oh, Daddy don’t! Don’t cum in me, Daddy!! I’ll make a baby! It hurts, Daddy, No!!!”

Hearing that was just too fucking much, and I shot the biggest gut-wrenching cum load into her panties! It was hard to do that quietly and not groan. But I did it. Somehow, I did it. I must have blacked out for a couple seconds as I drained my balls into her thong. In that dreamy moment I could hear her moaning as she destroyed her pussy with that cuke. I think we were both cumming at the same time!

As I recovered and sopped up the cum mess I had made, I gingerly peered back out. She had stopped masturbating. She was asleep. (Perfect!) She must have had a dozen orgasms judging from her rising and falling moans. Leah’s ability to give herself multiple orgasms amazed me. Girls have that over guys—being able to cum over and over. (I imagine lesbian sex must be powerful, endless orgasms.)

The cuke was sticking out of her asshole!!! That’s right! I guess she finished herself off fingering her pussy and fucking herself in the ass. I got hard again! Geez!

I had to quietly get out of the closet, walk by her bed, and slowly turn the squeaky doorknob to get out without waking her. As I was doing that, I kept looking at her naked, sweaty body. I wanted to burn her image in my mind so I could conjure it up while I jacked off. That cucumber was firmly stuck in her asshole. Her bald pussy lips were reddish from the rough fucking! It was oozing pussy juice. I so wanted to eat that bald, wet pussy and force my cock deep into her--pure bliss.

I made it back to my room with a lot on my mind! Things would be different between me and my sister. For the first time in my life, I felt awake!