Hiding in My House Pt. 02

Which is probably why I could lie there listening to and watching the other two members of my family get it on, and instead of burning up with jealousy or disgust or anger, I found myself so wet I'd probably leak through my jeans to the carpet pretty soon, and why despite a searing-hot arousal that roared higher and higher with every gasp from them, I mainly felt warm -- and contented.

Still, when Kell lifted up where I could finally see Dad's cock going into her, I couldn't help thinking, Bitch, it's about time. Thank you.

Not that the little screen of my phone could show me much at arm's length, but later, when I ported it over to my laptop and could watch fullscreen...

The Holy Grail of spying on family members shagging.

She rode him in slow, graceful strokes, like her ass and lower back had become a master painter's wrist and her pussy the brush, patiently layering exquisite details along the veined course of his shaft. Bare and sleek, the flesh of her mound made itself at home in his lap, rolling back and forth to alternately conceal and lay bare the joining where his rigid instrument disappeared within her eager opening.

Jesus, this is quality fucking, I thought.

Apparently for them too.

"Damn, Kells... right there. Yes, right there."

She raked her drippy, dark hair back from her forehead and looked downward past those full and perfect breasts to watch herself glide along Dad's erection. With a careful, steady rhythm, she absorbed him and retreated, leaving the shine of her juices all over his dick.

"Daddy, I love you so much," she said. "I love how you look going in me. I love how it feels..."

"Me too, baby. God, you're so good at that."

His hands wandered her shape as she worked him -- cupping her breasts, caressing the rounded muscles of her shoulders, sweeping around behind her to pull her tight to him as his hips rose and thrust up in time with hers.

How does that feel, Kellie? I mean, obviously, I know what a dick feels like. Watching the two of them, pretty much hypnotized by it, I could imagine a dick moving inside me to that same rhythm. I could imagine lifting myself up off of a dick, up and up like my sister was doing just then, almost all the way up, not quite far enough for the dick to slip out -- and then I could imagine gliding quick and smooth all the way down it, the girth of it expanding me, enlarging me, until the head had plunged so far up and in, and the pubic arch at its base thumped into my clit and sent shockwaves tingling up my belly and spine the way Kellie's little "ooh!" made it obvious had just happened to her. But how does it feel that it's his dick?

Or his hands, squeezing at your ass instead of patting you on the shoulder? His arms holding you sweat-slick, skin-to-skin against him with the same strength and almost the same placement as one of his trademark bear-hugs, only instead of letting you go when you squeal, those limbs pull you tighter, because it's a whole different kind of squeal, one he wants to keep hearing and hearing and you want to keep making and making?

I had the pieces to put together what Kellie was getting right there. Summertimes at the pool, I'd felt the wet skin of his chest over the muscles there when he'd pick me up and throw me toward the deep end. Plenty of times the last few years, I'd been on top of Brandt (too many times) or some other guy before him, with a hard, probing cock filling me up. I knew how all the components worked.

But wow, looking at my sister when her face turned so the camera caught it right -- I had definitely never had those pieces put together so well.

"Mmm, Dad..." she said, settling in to grind and looking him in the eyes. "That's good, right?"

"It's hella good, my little lady," he replied. His arms released from around her, hands skated along her ribs, stopped to heft and then squeeze her delectable breasts, then traced over her collarbones, up her neck, to brace her cheeks and then weave the fingers through that dark, wet hair. "I wish we could switch bodies so you could feel how incredible this pussy of yours is."

And how did that feel? Okay, weird, why have I never even imagined what it would be like to have a dick and put it in someone? I guess maybe I had some of those pieces to puzzle together too -- I for sure knew how my own wetness and hot inner flesh felt when I fingered myself. I knew how my clit felt when I got going and the blood engorged it, made a firm, sensitive little knob of it. Maybe a dick just felt like having a bigger, somewhat more independent clitoris. Maybe a cunt moving along it wasn't too different from a talented guy's lips fondling that nub.

"Nah," Kell said, gyrating her hips to make him groan. "If we switched, and it turned out my pussy felt even better than this cock does to me right now, there's no way I'd let you switch back."

He eased one thumb down across her cheek to brush her lips. "Yeah. Plus you'd be able to look at this gorgeous face instead of my stubbly one."

"Haha. I like your stubble."

My brain tried to slither down the stairs and sneak its way up the back of the couch to his skull, put me in his head, look through his eyes.

I've looked Kellie in the eyes plenty. Fuck, those eyes would look great locked on mine if I had a cock up in her. And god, those tits. I can't believe Dad's not mauling them the whole time.

They kissed then, and I just totally was not equipped to get what that was like. I mean, I've done tons of kissing. I've even kissed both of them, lips to lips, goodnight pecks at bedtime as a kid. But watching their mouths join and tangle with one another -- I completely blanked. How does her tongue feel, slipping in through his lips? How does his feel, twisting against hers?

Not a fucking clue.

But it must feel gooood.

They sped up their pace -- just a little, then a little more. Kellie bucked a couple of times atop him, almost helplessly.

"Daddy..." She breathed each word out in a gasp, her face buried against his neck. "I'm so close to coming..."

"Yes," he said, taking hold of her ass and driving up harder. "Come all over Daddy's cock. I'm going to be right behind you..."

"Oh, it's so good." She humped faster, faster. "So good."

"Uh-huh. You're gonna milk the cum right out of me."

"I want it."

Yes, you two -- fuck! Fuck each other!

"Keep doing that then, sweetie. Ah!"

Do it, Kell!

"So close, Daddy..."

"Me too..."

She trembled with her lust and pleasure, pumping desperately, erratically.

"I want... to feel... you... shooting it into me."

"I'm going to..."

Faster, faster, words turning to moans and gasps. I could hear the couch creaking under them.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Yes, baby!"

"I'm... ah --"

Then Kellie's back bowed, arching her taut belly up away from Dad's and dropping her face nose-to-nose with him. I could see their eyes, wide with amazement, their mouths even wider.

"Fuuuuuck!"

The word came out of each of them simultaneously, and I swear in the same instant my brain yelled it out silently too. They both froze. Her body jerked, spastically, once, twice, three times, her fingers digging into his shoulders, and his clenched tight around her biceps.

With one last groan, she collapsed atop him and the only sound was their breathing, heavy and sated. I literally had to pick my jaw up from the floor.

Raw, rough panting -- the breathing of athletes. And mine wasn't far behind them.

Oh, crap. I blinked, lying there and hearing all of our breaths start to slow. I'd really better get back to my room in case they decide they need to come back up for another shower. I feel like I'm sweating from it, for god's sake.

But just like I did after their first shower, I hung around long enough to see them start kissing again, soft and tender now, lips touching, grasping, parting, eyes meeting, their entire faces just glowing with smiles before finally lapsing into whispers I couldn't quite make out.

Weirdly, now I felt like to stay would be invading their privacy.

Also, the longer their murmurring cuddle went on, the less I could ignore the heat in my own lower belly, and pretty soon I had to crawl away and get back to my room and jill off to my new videos to take care of it.

About ten minutes after I came, the doorbell rang and the security system guy showed up.