Spying on My Sister
Copyright© 2024 by Arkham
Chapter 4
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Our parents worked late. My hot, seventeen-year-old sister, a real tease to my friends, was in my sex fantasies. I was fifteen, super horny and happened to sport a big, nine-inch cock. I jacked three to four times a day. (Oh, to be young.) Seeing her parade around the house in just her thong panties and midriff tee-shirt was more than a young teen could handle--even if she was my sister. I will detail how I found myself crossing the line, doing things no parent should know about.
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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.
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