Spying On My Sister (2 page)

The pirate opened his arms wide toward the
newcomer, saying, "Ah, there is my other favorite student. We were
starting to wonder if you were coming this time."

As the cheerleader walked toward the pirate's
embrace she said, "Sorry Coach Mathers. Is there a penalty for
being tardy to this naughty little meeting?"

My heart jumped in my chest. "Coach?" "My
other favorite student?" This guy is a teacher? I looked closer at
the pirate's face, I had been so busy watching my sister that I
hadn't looked real close.

'Oh wow. That is Coach Mathers.' I thought. I
remembered meeting him on the tour, he was one of my sister's swim
coaches.

"Holy Shit." I cussed out loud to myself for
the first time in my life. I looked back to my sister to see how
she was taking the cheerleader's sudden arrival.

She was smiling. What the hell? I heard Coach
say, "Yes, there is always a tardy penalty, Gina. You know that.
I'd say do a few laps, but I'd hate to see your costume ruined. How
about a few licks instead? Katie was just saying how much she's
missed you all week."

"Gladly." Gina grinned slightly, leaving
Coach's arms and turning to face Katie.

"Hi there, Katie." Gina said, stepping very
close in front of my sister.

"Hi, Gina."

At that greeting, Gina placed her hands on
the sides of Katie's face, pausing to look at her for a second
before closing the small gap between them, kissing Katie firmly on
the lips.

My shocked gasp was loud in the quiet office.
I watched wide-eyed as Gina and Katie kissed each other, eyes
closed, mouths open and seeking. I hadn't had my first kiss yet,
Daddy didn't allow dating until the age of 18. I was 18, and Katie
a year older, but no one in town would date either one of us.
Everyone knew better, no one wanted to deal with the preacher.

I didn't think that Katie had been kissed
before, either, but I'd found out how wrong I was watching my
sister make out with the coach in the parking lot.

And now I watched as my sister made out with
another girl, too. My world was totally shattered now. This blew
getting fired right out of the water.

I moved closer to the window without
realizing it. I wasn't sure if I was disgusted or fascinated. I
felt my nipples tighten a bit under my shirt, and a warmth started
building between my legs. I felt a wetness gathering there and
shifted, enjoying the feeling. I stared at the threesome, grateful
that in the dark office no one in the bright pool area could see me
behind the glass.

The cheerleader and Katie were still kissing,
their tongues entwined, Katie's face still held softly in the
cheerleader's hands.

"Oh yes, now that is a great hello. You
really did miss Gina, didn't you Katie?"

The girls stopped kissing and turned their
faces toward the coach as he approached them.

Katie just nodded as Coach stood with them
now, all three in a small triangle. Coach leaned in toward Katie,
putting one hand behind her head, pulling her mouth to his for
another kiss. I watched as Coach kissed my sister hard, fisting her
hair in his hand. Katie gave as good as she got, her mouth moving
enthusiastically against the coach's. Gina watched them, smiling.
She bit her lip watching up close as their mouths explored each
other.

While he was still kissing Katie, Coach's
other hand buried itself in Gina's hair, holding her face at the
ready. He switched right then, pulling his mouth from Katie's and
pressing Gina's lips to his in turn. He kissed Gina like he kissed
Katie, rough, wanting and needy.

He let go of both ladies, saying, "Since you
two missed each other so badly, how about I give you a few minutes
to get reacquainted, while I sit quietly in this chair and
watch?"

He backed up, pulling a chair from the nearby
table, turning it to face the ladies, and settled himself down into
it. Gina and Katie turned their attention, and their mouths, back
to each other with smiles on their faces.

Coach, from his up close and personal vantage
point, and I, from the dark office window both watched with
fascination as the black cat and the cheerleader kissed each other,
sometimes sucking and nibbling on each other's lower lips.

Katie's hands were the first to travel. She
slid both hands around, lifting Gina's skirt and caressing Gina's
ass as they kissed. I watched enthralled as my sweet, church-going
sister squeezed the almost naked ass of a girl who looked like she
was enjoying every handful. Gina's hands found their way under
Katie's shirt, she pulled the shirt up, exposing Katie's full,
round breasts nestled into the cups of her bra. Katie stopped
squeezing Gina's ass just long enough to pull her own shirt off
over her head, dislodging her kitty ears.

Gina took her shirt off too, and both woman
faced each other in their bras and tiny little costume skirts.
Katie's bra was black, and Gina's was bright red. Gina reached
behind Katie, smoothly unhooking Katie's bra, and Katie's breasts
spilled out, her large, dark aureoles surrounding nipples standing
at full attention.

Gina's hand slid over Katie's breasts,
lifting one slightly, and teasing the nipple with a thumb. Gina
bent down, running her tongue up and down over Katie's pebble-hard
nipple, flicking it, and sucking softly. Katie moaned, enjoying the
pull of Gina's mouth. Gina undid her own bra, and Katie started
exploring and squeezing Gina's tits as Gina slowly sucked on
Katie's.

Gina's tits were smaller than Katie's. Where
Katie's were full and heavy, Gina's were smaller, perkier, with
light pink, tight little nipples surrounded by a small areola.

Gina pressed forward against Katie, pressing
her backward until Katie's legs bumped into the table. Katie got up
on her tiptoes, hiking her ass up and sat on the table, and at
Gina's direction she lay back on the table, propping her feet up on
two chairs.

Gina bent down, pulling Katie's thong roughly
aside, and kissed her there, licking Katie between her legs. With
one hand holding Katie's thong off to the side, Gina ran her tongue
through Katie's wet slit, sliding her tongue into Katie's grooves,
and sucking softly on the pink, wet skin. Katie spread her
fishnet-covered thighs wider, and started pinching and tugging on
her own nipples, groaning out loud as Gina's hot mouth lapped and
sucked on her wet pussy.

I jumped in front of the office window when I
felt a finger slide down inside my own panties. I had never touched
myself like this before, and the shock of my own finger seeking out
my quickly wetting lips pulled my attention from the scene in front
of me.

I took stock of myself. I hadn't realized
that my other hand already had my own small breast in it, under my
shirt. I could feel my own nipple between my fingers as I tugged on
myself the same way I had seen Gina play with my sister's
nipples.

I was slightly embarrassed catching myself
this way, one hand playing with my own tit, and the other
finger-deep between my never before touched folds. The
embarrassment faded quickly though, as shocks of new feelings
flowed through me. I pushed my fingers farther, sliding around in
the slick juices. I tentatively curved one finger, letting it slide
deep inside myself. I was surprised at how tight my walls were
around my own finger. I could feel the slick flesh surround my
probing finger, holding it tight, sucking deeper.

I pulled my finger out again, sliding it
instead back and forth on either side of my wet slit. When my
fingertip brushed over my clit for the first time, and sensation
bubbled up from somewhere deep inside, I sighed aloud in the dark
room, my breath fogging up the edge of the window's glass.

I searched for the same spot again, this time
on purpose. A deep moan escaped me as my finger found the raised
tissue I had been hunting. I circled the spot slowly, my finger
testing different pressures and speeds. I added a second finger to
the first, pressing and rubbing, allowing my fingers to part,
sliding one on each side of my new-found clit.

I imagined someone else touching me there,
licking me there, as I watched Gina licking Katie. 'No wonder Katie
looks like that.' I thought as I watched Katie's head roll back and
forth on the table, Gina's mouth still kissing and sucking her post
private spots.

A sound pulled my attention to the Coach. I
had forgotten he was even there. He was sitting in one of the
chairs around the table, watching the two ladies closely. Wait,
what was he doing?

I realized that he was doing the same thing I
was, touching himself. I stared in awe, I had never seen a man's
cock in real life before. I watched as he slowly stroked himself,
sure and confident. He slid his hand down to the base of his erect
dick, and the tip of him appeared out the top of his hand. It was
large, and round, and shiny.

His hand stroked again, covering the tip,
lingering there, his thumb circling his engorged head before
sliding his hand down to the base again. The shaft filled his fist,
his hand not quite able to close completely around his own
girth.

I watched in fascination, wanting to see what
he would do with it next, but he just slowly stroked, up and down.
I started matching my own strokes to his, sliding my fingers
through my wet lips, sliding two fingers inside myself when his
hand slid to his base. As he squeezed himself, I drove my fingers
further, deeper. When he slid his hand back up the shaft to the tip
of his massive cock, circling his glistening head with his thumb, I
slid my fingers around and around my tingling clit, matching his
rhythm.

I watched from the window as he stood up. He
ran his hand over Katie's reclining body, squeezing her tits and
sliding his hand down toward Gina's mouth. As his hand got closer
to Katie's open pussy, Gina lifted her mouth from her needy pussy,
watching instead as Coach slid a finger deep into my sister.

He fingered her slick hole, and I started
matching his actions there as well, doing to myself what Coach was
doing to my sister. Sliding in, circling, sliding out, flicking
quickly back and forth over her clit.

'Oh, I like that. That feels amazing.' I
thought, learning a new trick from Coach, rubbing two fingers
quickly back and forth over my own swollen pleasure as he quickly
as he worked hers.

Gina watched for a few seconds, then dropped
to her knees in front of the coach. I held my breath watching with
interest as Gina took the tip of Coach's hard cock between her
lips. I watched Gina's tongue circle his round head, sucking on him
like he was a popsicle. I stared as Coach's huge wand disappeared
inch by inch down Gina's throat. He started moving his hips,
fucking Gina's mouth as his finger's kept fucking Katie's
pussy.

I found myself licking my own lips, imagining
what that would taste like, having a man's throbbing erection
filling my mouth, rubbing that bulbous head over my tongue. As Gina
gagged a bit taking Coach deeply, I thought I could do better, I
could open wider, sucking Coach deeper than Gina did. I pulled
harder on my own nipples, pinching them before flattening my palm
over them, squeezing and lifting my own tits as I watched Coach
drive his cock down Gina's throat.

Gina stood up again, reached her hands under
her cheerleading skirt, and pulling off the panties she was wearing
underneath. She then climbed up onto the table Katie was laying on,
straddling Katie's hips. Gina kissed Katie's mouth again, Katie's
arm wrapping around Gina's neck, pulling her down and kissing her
harder.

Gina's wet, open pussy was just above
Katie's. Katie's fingers dipped down between them, rubbing her own
clit and then turning to rub Gina's. Katie's fingers slid deep into
Gina's hole, finger fucking Gina furiously as they kissed.

Coach approached their bottoms, his cock
leading the way. He stood between both sets of wide open legs,
Katie sill spread eagle on bottom, and Gina straddling Katie on
top. Coach licked his fingers and slid two fingers deep into my
sister, pulling them out to circle her clit. Then he slid his
fingers up just a few inches, driving them deep into Gina's waiting
pussy.

He pulled his wet, sticky fingers out of
Gina, and then smacked Gina loudly on the ass. Smack, smack. The
sound echoed loudly in the enclosed pool house. The whole time he
was smacking Gina's ass and taking turns finger fucking both of
them, his cock was bobbing and twitching, eager to get in there
too.

He stepped closer, holding his huge cock by
its base, pointing it at the two eager pussies right on top of each
other. Gina stopped kissing Katie, rocking forward instead to press
her tits into Katie's open mouth. Katie sucked on Gina's nipples as
Coach's cock decided who to slide into first.

Gina's round ass tilted up a bit as she
pressed her tits even closer to Katie's sucking lips and nipping
teeth, so Coach's cock picked that one first. I watched as the head
of Coach's cock pressed against Gina's pussy lips, pressing,
pressing until the wet pussy opened up to him, pulling him deep
inside.

I could hear Gina's moan from inside the
office as Coach drove his hard cock deeper and deeper with each
thrust. Katie's hips wiggled under both of them, her slit
searching, like it was ready to be filled too.

After a few strokes, Coach pulled out of Gina
and slid immediately ball deep into my sister. His hips rocked back
and forth, pounding into her, his ass clenching with every
thrust.

I could hear my sister begging, "Yes, yes,
Coach fuck me harder. Harder Coach. Give me that massive cock. Oh,
hell yes."

I couldn't help it, my fingers rubbed faster
and faster over my own clit as I watched my sister's pussy get
stretched and filled with Coach's hard cock. He pulled out of her,
plunging into Gina again, never even breaking stride.