Chapter 5

A few days later I HAD to repeat this. I couldn’t get Leah out of my mind. I was masturbating my brains out thinking about my own sister! But, that body! I had to watch her use her cucumber again. It was worth the risk. If she caught me spying, what could she really do about it, anyway?

So, like before, I went into her room. It was after school, and I beat her home. I think she had practice anyway. I kept attentive to the sound of the front door opening. I, again, looked at her stuff. I pulled out my hard cock and rubbed all her panties up and down my shaft. I got my essence into the material. I liked the notion that when she wore those panties, she would have no idea my pre-cum had dried into the material. Her pussy juice and my pre-cum would blend.

Like before, the cucumber was under her pillow. And it was tacky to the touch. She must’ve masturbated that morning before school. (I jacked off before school every morning. Runs in the family, I guess.) It smelled so good. I had never eaten pussy. Hell, I only made out with one girl in my life up to that point, and that was when I was twelve. So, this was some heady stuff. I wanted to fuck my sister so bad.

I crouched down into the closet and soon I heard the front door open and then close. But I heard two voices. (Huh?) Someone was with her. It was a girl’s voice. Oh shit! I didn’t plan for that. As long as I was quiet it shouldn’t matter. My heart was beating hard. It was exciting and dangerous.

They went to the kitchen first to get snacks. And then their footsteps and voices got closer and louder. They came into the room. It was her bestie, Sadie. Sadie was very Gothy. Not full Goth, but close. She was on the squad, too. Her jet-black hair, dark eye makeup, blood-red lipstick and piercings gave her a dark vibe. Her body, though, was as hot as Leah’s, except her boobs were much smaller. Not flat but almost. She was half-Chinese or something. And had gorgeous eyes and kissable, full lips. Leah didn’t wear much makeup then. She had a natural beauty going for her.

They settled in the room, had some music on the radio, and then things got quiet. Hmm! I had to look. Up to that point it was too risky until I felt like I could sneak a peek. And then I heard a sigh, and some smacking sounds--watery, slurpy sounds. I peeked and almost blurted “Fuck!” That was a close one!

Sadie’s face was planted between Leah’s spread legs, eating out her pussy. Leah was still in her cheer skirt. Her thong was on the floor. She held Sadie’s head against her pussy as she grinded against her mouth. That slurping sound was loud. Leah moaned and so did Sadie. From my view I could see Sadie from behind, kneeling against the bed, no panties on. A pale, bald pussy in view. Her skirt had hiked up and I could also see her hot butt, too. Leah was on her back--her butt right at the edge where Sadie had access to her pussy. Had they done this before? The way they got to it quickly as soon as they came into the room told me that it wasn’t their first time.

Leah got really loud. Sadie then lifted her up, both hands under her butt, and continued her sucking and licking and lip-smacking. I could see her wet, bald pussy, and her clitoris sticking out. Leah screamed out in orgasm after orgasm. Sadie kept slurping and sucking. They were about to reposition, and I pulled my head back in, like a frightened turtle into its shell. My cock was throbbing and dripping. I kept stroking. It got quiet again. (The orgasm storm had passed.)

But then it happened. It just HAD to happen!

“What the fuck!” Leah said, standing at the opening of the closet.

“You dumb fuck!” Sadie chimed in. “Were you watching us? You were, weren’t you!”

I didn’t know what to say other than “No, I had to get something, and you guys came in, so I hid.” (Pretty lame).

The girls laughed diabolically.

“Right,” Leah said. “Is that my thong wrapped around your--what the fuck--you got the BIGGEST DICK!!”

“Shit, that’s hella huge!” Sadie said, fixated on my throbbing cock. (I think it was the biggest cock either girl had ever seen)

“Ok, get out of there NOW!” Leah ordered.

I awkwardly stood up; my brain was confused. I pulled up my pants. I wore no underwear that day. I stuffed my still-hard cock back into my jeans and got out of the closet.

Now what? I was caught red handed, my dick out, hard, my sister’s panties wrapped around my shaft. I was heading for the door when Sadie burst out with, “NOT SO FAST!”

I stopped and could barely look her in her eyes. What I saw in her eye lined eyes was arousal. I looked to my sister, and she seemed a bit perplexed. She wasn’t sure what her friend was doing.

{Leah’s clitoris was swollen and tingling something awful. Not from Sadie’s talented mouth, but from being spied on. It was so out of the blue. And her own brother watching her get her pussy eaten. Her bisexuality no longer was a secret. And then that cock. How could her dumb brother have this big cock--and she never knew?}

“We aren’t finished with you, stupid. Sit on the bed,” Sadie commanded.

“How come?” I asked. I really was shocked and afraid. Yet, my cock stayed hard in my pants. I was still aroused.

“What should we do to punish him, babe?” Sadie asked Leah in a dramatic tone.

Leah was quiet. I hoped she would just say, “Let him go”. But she didn’t. Sadie was in-charge now. I didn’t know she had it in her. She was always so quiet.

Then Leah seemed to wake up and said, “Pull your pants down. We want to see that big cock again.”

At that moment, my cock somehow got harder. Very stiff.

I loosened my pants, but my erection kept them up. I moved my cock to the side and then gravity did its job. My pants were now at my ankles.