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Lilly Clarke is a Voyeur Ch. 03

Lilly's continuing story has strong father daughter incest themes. If this doesn't appeal you will not enjoy this story. All the characters are over the age of 18 years old. All players are consenting adults.

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In three more sleeps, I was going to do my best to at least catch a glimpse of the little bimbo.

I couldn't have missed her that afternoon outside the mall, nobody could have!

Amber and her family live a few doors from me and I've known her since she was born. The child I remembered seemed to have grown up before my eyes.

She still wasn't tall, only a bit over five feet, but she was toned and curvaceous, like a perfectly proportioned, pocket-size fuck doll. She had cut her long blonde hair into a short, Beatles style mop... and then died it purple! She looked like a little sexy punk doll. I found it very appealing. It was edgy, like my own short grey buzz cut. The splash of purple framed her pretty elfin face perfectly.

I pushed my grocery trolly to a quiet spot close by and stood back to watch.

Her parents would have been mortified to see her wearing a school uniform that should have been thrown away as soon as her breasts started coming in. I hadn't seen a teenager with a cleavage like Amber's since I met Mary all those years ago [Lilly Clarke at High School]. Like my beautiful Mimi, Amber had breasts a whore would pay thousands for.

She was smoking and flirting with some senior boys, obviously enjoying their lude stares at her chest. She had removed her school tie and undone the top three buttons of her blouse. Her big white tits were nearly falling out, straining the white cotton to breaking point. I was sure all those boys were desperately praying that a fourth button would magically 'pop' and those prematurely enormous boobs would bust out in front of them.

Her skirt was short - the slightest breeze was flashing her white knickers... a real showstopper at the mall. The little slut was enjoying the boys' attention - as well as that of every man, and most women, who walked past. From very young to very old they all lost control of their eyes. I found myself laughing out loud when a fat man tripped over the curb and fell like a sack of shit onto the pavement.

Amber was the reason I was visiting the Cosgrove's house. I simply must see little teeny bimbo again. I couldn't get her incredible body out of my head.

After a lot of investigation, I decided that Thursday evening would give me the best chance of success. With so many after school activities, it was the only time I was reasonably sure I'd find the little slut at home.

But waiting was never my strong suit. Those few days seemed to lag longer and longer and I got progressively more and more frustrated. The hours seemed to drag on forever.

As it was any number of things could go wrong with my plan. She may be one of those that closes her curtains. Not to mention that I didn't know where her bedroom was... or where her bathroom was... I wasn't even a hundred percent sure I could find their house...

I could normally rely on Mary to distract me. We've been a comfort to each other for over fifty years. We two old ladies do things to each other that you simply wouldn't believe! ...but she's overseas. No point talking about her. My special darling is on a business trip, working on closing some deal or the other... Japan I think ...or maybe Hong Kong.

Malcolm also has been conspicuously absent. Both he and Liam have become regular visitors at my home - my sex slaves who I invite inside whenever I want their lovely big cocks. I wanted them now but I hadn't seen either for weeks. I found out later that my teen toy-boys had been on holidays with Malcolm's parents, living it up at a beachside resort... spying on bikini girls and fucking their mothers... but that's another story,

All I had left to distract me was my mountain of sex toys. Hours and hours of that long week were spent masturbating... morning, noon and night with the sexy teen slut foremost in my mind.

Every night I give my regular evening show for the motley collection of voyeurs who congregate outside my bedroom. Over the weeks and months I have built up quite a following, men and boy's from all over the place who have found their way to the little private courtyard outside my bedroom windows. Some of them hide, some are more brazen, but all are there to see me... or me and Mary... or sometimes me and Mary and my two fuck boys.

This is also a story for another time. I only mention it because I really wanted a cock. It's only ever been my two young slaves who I have allowed inside. But, in their absence and in my agitated, sexually state I was seriously considering some of the other regulars... Maybe the middle-aged fitness guy who always wears those tight Lycra gym clothes... or the older guy with the surprisingly large virile cock... he'd be so thankful...

In the daylight hours, I closed the drapes and spent my time surfing porn, going online to look for teenage schoolgirls. None of them were as sexy as my little slut but their uniforms were similar enough for my heated imagination to fill in the rest. Tartan or plain colors skirts, pleated and short... a white blouse with a tie... white panties...I fucked myself silly ogling them.

By Thursday morning I was a nervous wreck. I didn't know what to do with myself. It was like getting ready for a hot date - exciting and terrifying at the same time. Just the thought of what the evening might bring made me breathless. I wondered around the house naked with my big black vibrator in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other.

Eventually, I just couldn't wait any longer. It was just after four, still mid-afternoon and sunny outside, when I slipped into the sheer black satin negligee that I like to wear on my adventuring.

I checked my look in the wardrobe mirror and, as always, loved everything I saw. Ever since I can remember I've loved the way I look and I get so desperately horny just looking at myself. You can't get much more narcissistic than that.

When I was younger I was an athletic beauty... a tanned Amazonian who spent more time on sports and at the beach then on study. I was strikingly beautiful then so who needs school? I was smart enough to marry a man with lots of money so not too dumb.

Of course, I've changed with age but I'm still stunning. I know I am because I get looks wherever I go. Especially from people who like to be dominated. I'm tall and broad-shouldered for a woman. My firm jaw, wide mouth, piercing blue eyes, and my short 'buzz-cut' grey hair, gives me that tough, no-nonsense look that makes subservient people wet themselves... like a sexy headmistress... or the female warden in a women's prison... or a bondage mistress. More and more I imagine that last one.

It's not like I'm a butch or manish though. Quite the opposite. My body is still beautifully feminine and voluptuous. Curvy wide hips, huge boobs, and a big sexy ass help soften my intimidating features.

It's no wonder men chase me, I thought to myself. Just look how sexy I am...

The scanty little slip I was wearing was from the Victoria Secret 'Honeymoon Collection', so brief and transparent it was like being naked.

I squeezed my big breasts together and studied the effect in my reflection.

My massive missile-shaped DDD boobs are my most appealing feature. They protrude out of my chest like torpedoes and they barely any sag at all, like I've had a really good boob job. It's genetic, my granny had tits like this. I remember burying my face in them when she gave me a hug. I just love the way the translucent black satin was stretched crazy tight across them, squeezing the big globes of flesh into a wonderful plunging neckline.

Mary loves my big boobs as well, joking that at some point I've secretly had them enhanced and that's why that sit up like they do... but they're real all right... all Lovely Lilly.

The slinky fabric felt fabulous and cool against my feverish skin... I felt my nipples hardening, poking out of the soft material, clinging like Saran Wrap to every sensitive contour...

All-natural, all me, I thought to myself, squeezing the protruding digits through the flimsy thin fabric.

Mmmmm, oh yesss... so nice.

My negligee has thin black shoulder straps and a single button between my cleavage and that is all that holds it up. Below the button, the flimsy material simply gapes open, leaving my little pot belly and big hairy pussy completely exposed for anyone lucky enough to see.

It really doesn't cover me below the waists at all.

Most importantly it has two pockets - one for my vibrator and the other for my hip flask. If I didn't need to carry these... well I may as well have been naked.

I'm just so accessible, I thought as absently fiddling with my steamy cunt...

I was so wound up and horny that, for the sixth time that day, my inquisitive fingers began probing in and out of my wet pussy. I slapped my big ass, sticking out thick and round behind me like one of those old fashioned bustles that ladies in olden times used to wear.

"Mmmm...Oh, fuck yeah..." I gasped. "Look at that lovely big butt..." (slap, slap, slap)

I'll find that little slut tonight, I thought to myself, taking the big black vibe out of my pocket and switching it on. I'll find her and I'll use her... I'll get her to lick my horny cunt...

My cunt was slippery wet. As I admired myself I spread my legs and, holding my pussy lips apart slowly played the pulsing toy over the super sensitive flesh.

"Ohhh fuck... ohhh fuuckkk..."

With practiced ease, I slid the thick pulsing barrel into my cunt...

"OOOOhhhhh yesssss..."

It felt so tremendously overwhelming I was starting to feel dizzy. Blood seemed to rush out of my head and even as I felt myself about to pass out I pumped it faster and faster in and out... in and out...

My legs gave way and I fell unceremoniously backward onto the bed, throwing my outstretched legs up in a V.

"OOOHHH FUCK... OH FUCK... OH FUCKKKK...

My legs and thighs were shaking uncontrollably. The massive toy in my twat pulsed and vibrated inside me...

My breath started coming faster...

"Oh gods yesSS... OH GODS YESSS...

... legs were starting to shake...

"OOOHHH GODDDSSSS YESSSSSSS... OH FUCK... OH FUCK... OH FUCK... FUCK... FUCK... FUCK..."

I was crying out happily as I fucked myself to another knee-knocking, leg-shaking, earth-shattering orgasm, my beautiful big body shaking like I was having a fit...

"AAAAAAHHHHH... OH YESSSSSssssss..."

..until I lay spreadeagled on the duvet, a quivering mess.

When my breathing calmed down and my heartbeat had returned to normal I must have fallen asleep, dozing in that lovely post-criterial funk that always knocks me out. When I opened my eyes it was almost dark outside. Time to move.

I decanted whiskey into my silver 'deaths-head' hip-flask - the single malt that slides down like honey - and I checked the power on the vibrator - the fourteen-inch monster covered in thick rubbery black latex.

A little before sunset, I stepped into my fluffy pink slippers and left through the big sliding glass doors in my bedroom. I walked out into the gathering evening, across the little grassy courtyard outside my windows, through the gap in the tall hedge that surrounds it, and down the long grassy slope of my backyard.

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THE COSGROVE'S

At the bottom of my property is the little bridge that arches over the stream.

On the far side is the state forest, thick and dark and to my left and right, on both sides of the water, are rough bush tracks that follow the steam, upstream and down, along the back of my neighbors' properties.

Without stopping to think I turned to the left and followed the foot-worn path upstream.

The pretty gurgling sound of water running over rocks followed me as I wandered along. The moon rose as I walked and reflected sparkling diamonds off the stream. The water is runoff from way up in the mountains behind the town. It trickles down through the national park and by the time it runs past my place it's a surging, bubbling little river on its way to the sea. It was so beautiful I stopped to watch for a few minutes. I had some time to kill. It was early yet... barely dark. I took a long swig from my hip flask before setting off again.

If I was walking on the street I'd have immediately known where I was and who the occupants of the houses were. From the back though, and in the shadowy dark, it was more tricky. It might be harder then I thought to find their house.

The first was obviously my closest neighbor, the Giordano's. I could see the blue pool light filtering down through the trees. I wonder if that plump Italian mumma was up there blowing her son again? [Chapter Ch.02].

Then the Peterson place, then the Branfield's huge home where there always seemed to be a party...

It has become quite hard to meet their eyes these days, these neighbors of mine - knowing what I know - that this one lets her son fuck her, or that one likes being hit in the balls with a stick, or he dresses up like a girl and pegs his ass with a dildo as he jerks off, or she lives with her husband but sleeps with her father-in-law... so many kinks and depravities. It seems the richer they are the more depraved they are. It never ceases to amaze me how my wealthy neighbors have two lives - the innocent face they show the world and their sleazy private one.

The twilight evening was closing in fast but the moon lit my way pretty well. I could still see the twinkling water of the stream to my right and up on the rise to my left, the lights of houses began to filter through the trees.

The next house belonged to the Nugent's, then the Chen's...

I know the path but It's easy to lose track of where you are when you're walking at night. Even though my eyes grew accustomed to the dim light and the path was clearly marked it was still a little like wandering through another world. I walked past a big dark weeping willow tree that leaned out over the water and felt sure I'd never seen it before.

Eventually, I came to the spot I was pretty sure was behind the Cosgrove's home.

The way was steep but I managed. Where there's a will there's a way and I'm physically fit and strong for my age. My balance is still good, something I've noticed other women in their 60's start to loose. I bet no other sixty-five years old could have done it. I pushed past bushes and scrambled up over rocks like a much younger woman.

At the top of the rise, I came to a fence, a low picket about two feet high. Old flaking white paint glowed in the moonlight. It wasn't much of a barrier - I could just step over it - but it marked the start of the Cosgrove's property. Now I was trespassing.

After another blast from my hip-flask for courage, I began winding my way silently through the trees and bushes towards the lights of a house, my slippered feet crunching on dried leaves and twigs.

I came to a paved path just visible through the leaf litter and followed it, my heart rate rising again as I got closer to the bimbo's home.

This clandestine sneaking onto other people's property is so exciting. The thought that I could be caught at any moment... I'd have no explanation... nothing I could say that would explain myself...

Exhilarated and aroused I pinched my big nipples hard through the flimsily little robe, groaning into the dark evening. My pussy was getting wetter the closer I got. I could feel it as I walked.

The overgrown garden gradually gave way to a more well-kept part of their yard and I started moving more cautiously. I walked across neatly cut grass, bordered by garden beds thick with a jumble of plants and shrubs. A big concrete birdbath was a signpost pointing me closer, then down a little stone path and I suddenly found myself standing on a wide concrete driveway at the back of a big white weatherboard house.

It was lit up like a Christmas tree, bathed in floodlight. There were brightly lit windows everywhere and a back door was wide open. Anyone inside who glanced out would see me immediately. Their old neighbor standing half-dressed in their backyard.

My heart beating at a hundred miles an hour, I scrambled off to my right, alongside a tall stone retaining wall, past outdoor table and chairs, a big brick BBQ, and a clothesline, getting myself briefly tangled in wet laundry.

After the longest two or three seconds, I found relative sanctuary in the shadows around the corner of the house. I was in the little dark alley between the Cosgrove's house and old Mr. Dawson's place next door.

There was a fence between the two properties built on a low retaining wall that looked like a good place to sit, so I did. Panting and wide-eyed I took a moment to regroup. That had been stupid. I needed to take better care then that or I really would get caught.

As my breathing returned to normal I noticed the side of the house, just a few feet away, was basically a large dark window. I stood up to have a look. Crouching low I cautiously lifted my head and peered inside... it was definitely a bedroom but it was too dark to see very much.

This is as good a spot as any, I thought to myself. If it's Ambers's room I'll have a terrific view. If it isn't I can always move along. Plopping back down on top of the little wall I settled in to wait, taking nips of whiskey from my flask and stroking my voracious pussy.

A television or music was playing somewhere and I could hear voices...

I knew this family well. Samual Cosgrove was a doctor, a plastic surgeon. He had handsome features, a bit like a slightly overweight Bruce Willis... but with more hair.

It was a standing joke in the neighborhood that his blonde wife, Rebecca, was his resume. I know for a fact she was over forty but she's had so much work done it was hard to tell if there was any of the real Rebecca Cosgrove left. Boob job, facelift, ass lift, liposuction, dermabrasion, everything. If you like Barbie, Rebecca was the girl for you.

Neither of the adults interested me though. It was their daughters I wanted to see. Especially Amber, their youngest one.

Betty-Sue and Mary-Lou are the older twins. Absolutely identical, they really are the most beautiful looking girls - a lot like their mother I suppose... but naturally younger and less desiccated. I see them all the time, walking home from school, holding hands and chatting ten to the dozen, the closest of friends - just like Mary and I had been at the same age.

They are tall and stunning with long blonde hair and angular Nordic features and their figures are amazing for girls so young. Like teen models, they turn heads wherever they go. A slightly too large nose and overly full pouty lips somehow served to make them even more lovely - as slight imperfections often do.

Amber was not like them at all.

The younger, spoilter one of the three, was the problem child. She was the baby of the family, and her parents spoiling on her had only succeeded in producing a rude, entitled little bitch. I wanted her so badly...

The whiskey was warming me nicely. I rubbed my tingling pussy between slugs from my hip flask, thinking about Amber's lovely big boobs... that tight round butt and satin knickers riding up between ass plump round cheeks that could crack walnuts... I'd love to lick her lovely young cunt... I'd love to...

I was dragged back to reality by the escalating sounds of an argument coming from inside the house. It quickly degenerated to screaming and yelling.

"...YOU NEVER LET ME!!" a young female voice cried.

There was a lower reply that I couldn't make out, probably her father, and then...

"You're just TOO YOUNG Amber," a different girl yelled.
"I'M NOT... I'M NOT..." the first girl screamed. "I WANT TO DO IT... YOU CAN'T STOP ME... IT'S NOT FAIR..."

"SHUT UP AMBER," cried a third girl. "JESUS YOU'RE SUCH A LITTLE BITCH...!"

There were doors slamming, screaming and crying. A male voice was trying to talk calmly...

"I HATE YOU... I HATE YOU..." yelled the first then 'crash', a door being slammed shut that seemed to rock the house...

In the deafening silence that followed I was considering how hard it is to be a parent when the light came on in the room in front of me.

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AMBER

I could tell immediately it was the twin's bedroom. There were two single beds.

The walls were pale pink. Their beds were littered with pastel-colored pillows, dolls and stuffed toys from when the girls were much much younger. A large built-in wardrobe, covered in mirror, took up the far wall and there were posters all over the walls, of white boy bands and black hip-hop artists.

It was a perfect view. Looking through the window was like looking into a huge 3D television set but it wasn't Amber's room. I was about to go looking for her when one of the twins appeared.

The short black negligee she wore made my pulse quicken.

The translucent material hardly covered any of her slim body. She couldn't have walked around in front of her family like that, could she? Thin black straps hung the sexy nightie off her shoulders. It draped down over her sweetly upturned breasts and perky round ass. Her perfectly toned, brown legs seemed impossibly long.

The beautiful blonde creature stood in the middle of the room and looked expectantly back through the doorway. Obviously excited, she was clenching and unclenching her hands, bouncing up and down with a wide white toothy grin like Farrah Fawcett.

A moment later there was the just audible click of their bedroom door closing and the second twin appeared, dressed identically to the first. When she ran into her sisters' outspread arms I decided Amber would have to wait for another night.

They held each other very close, these two young nubiles. Full young breasts were mashed together, hands clasped on the others pert ass and their foreheads were touching. They were caressing each other in that languid way that only women who love women can know.

I could see they were talking to each other but their voices were muffled behind the glass. They kissed each other lightly on the lips and their eyes closed...

Hands were slowly roaming over each other's bodies and, as they became more and more excited, one ground her crotch against the thigh of the other...

I stepped up close to the window, fumbling with myself as I stared avidly through the glass. It was a big risk but I just couldn't stay sitting. It was almost like I was in there with them.

A stray glance would show them old Mrs. Clarke outside their window, pinching her long hard nipples and rubbing her hairy old cunt but they seemed so totally engrossed in each other I didn't think I'd be caught.

Their kissing became more and more passionate. Smiling sexy pouty lips were pressed firmly together as the French kissed, running their fingers through each other's long golden hair, their gorgeous bodies withering together like snakes.

Switched on my big black vibrator I held it against my pussy, alternating between delving into the damp opening and playing the madly vibrating tip against my clit.

"Mmmmmmm...oh yesss..."

From where I stood the two girls looked identical, even their black negligées were the same, short transparent lace that made them look more naked than naked. With their identical faces, long blonde hair and long tanned legs, they were every male's favorite jerk off material.

I wonder if identical twins having sex would be like making love to yourself? Like masturbation almost? These two clearly had a special bond. They seemed totally in touch with each other's bodies.

Mmmm... the big black toy felt so good...

Coming up for air and gasping for breath I watched one of the sexy blonde sisters slide the thin straps off the other's shoulders. The flimsy material slid down to the girl's waist and then the first was suckling on her sister's puffy pink nipples...

I found I was grunting with pleasure as I inserted the huge buzzing vibrator further up inside myself. I plunging it in and out of my cunt, gripping the latex covered toy with my skilled vaginal muscles... decades of practice exercising my pelvic floor has given me perfect control...

"Mmmmffff... oh... mmmm"

They played with each other as they probably did every night. Their bodies were perfect. Lean and trim, flat stomachs, firm breasts and neatly trimmed blond pubic hair. Their fingers were delving inside each other's lovely wet gashes, instinctively knowing when and where to rub.

I could hear myself groaning and talking quietly to myself, "Mmmm oh yesss, you are lovely aren't you? ...I could do you as well... mmmmm... whore sluts..."

Their mouths were locked together as they fingered each other, humping their pelvises against the others clever fingers, probing inside each other like they were searching for something...

I began to sense my first orgasm of the evening approaching like a ship on the horizon... steaming closer and closer...

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"

I shrieked like a schoolgirl... and I never shriek like a schoolgirl! ... and peed myself a little...

I had done this enough times to think I was pretty good at sneaking onto people's private property. My slaves, Malcolm and Liam had shown me all the ropes. I'd never been caught because I was careful. But here I was, caught like Bambi in the headlights of a truck, frozen with panic... like Malcolm had been when I caught him all those months ago [See Lilly Clarke is a Voyeur Ch.01].

Relief washed over me when I saw it was Amber who had found me, the younger Cosgrove daughter, standing in the shadows beside me.

The sexy little creature stared at me striking an indignant pose - her balled fists on her hips, her head cocked off to one side, looking at me as though demanding an explanation. Even then she looked sweet.

"Shh... shh Amber dear," I implored, "there's no need to get upset..."

"Mrs. Clarke? Is that YOU?" she gasped. "It IS you... oh my GOD... what are you DOING?"

She had caught me in the process of pulling my great big pulsing dildo out of myself. I was so flustered I didn't know whether to whisk it out and hide it or leave it in and hope she didn't notice. in the end, I made the worst choice, slowly removing it.

"Oh my god..."

As though butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, I thought.

Her eyes got wider and wider as the thick black barrel kept coming and coming out of my sopping wet cunt.

"Now Amber dear..."

The big black toy finally popped out with an audible 'shlooop' sound and then I was waving the dripping, vibrating toy around, trying to turn it off...

"I can explain dear," I said. "I had... that is to say I was..."

"I should SCREAM!" she proclaimed a little louder... but not so loud that anyone inside would hear...

"Now, now dear..."

I was desperately embarrassed but I couldn't help but stare. The little tramp looked good enough to eat...

She was wearing hot pink hot-pants with big white polka dots, tied at the front with a thick black drawstring in a bow. Her top was an old cutoff white T-shirt, like a loose-fitting tank-top. It just barely came down low enough to cover the swell of her lovely big tits and was so old that the picture on the front had faded into an indecipherable watercolor.

On any other teen, her outfit would have been cute. On Amber it was obscene, accentuating her sexiness. With her mop of messy purple hair, brown legs and bare feet, all she needed was a big lollipop to complete the look of a perfect teen sex kitten.

"You were watching THEM," she continued, pointing at her sister's room. "and using... THAT!" pointing at my big vibrator.

"Yes dear, you... you're right... I was... I was..." I stammered. "I like w... watching..."

Her look was indecipherable - until with a flash of intuition, I realized the truth.

"You like to watch as well don't you sweetheart?"

I knew immediately I was right, I could read it on her face. It rattled her a little that I saw through her so quickly.

"What if I do?" she said coyly.

We both looked back into the twin's bedroom, our eyes lingering on her siblings who were rolling about on the bed oblivious to the two voyeurs standing at their window, looking in on them.

The bulge of Amber's firm round melon boobs was scandalous. Her firm hard nipples pushing out through her scanty top had my mouth watering.

I stepped away and sat back down behind her on my little step.

"Come here Amber," I suggested. "Come and sit with old Mrs. Clarke..."

Amber didn't respond. She glanced quickly over her shoulder, biting her lip and looking at me with those huge innocent eyes of hers, before turning back to her sister's.

Little hussy. Teasing me like that...

She was even more lovely then I remembered. The fabric of her soft silky 'shorty shorts' was deep in the valley between her lovely plump bum cheeks and her midriff top finished halfway down her back, leaving a tempting area of bare skin...

Reaching up I put my hand on her spine. The little bitch shivered but didn't move away.

"They don't let you join them do they dear? I said quietly, sliding my hand down onto her bottom.

She shook her head.

"...so you come out here and watch them, don't you sweetheart?" I said kindly, "...and that's what that big fight was about?"

She turned and looked at me with big sad eyes and nodded. "They say I'm too young Mrs. Clarke, but I'm not... they just don't want me..."

The sister who was still wearing a nightie was pushing the naked one backward. The nude girl fell onto the bed right in front of us, legs spread wide... giggling and saying something we couldn't hear.

Totally unselfconsciously, I watched Amber weave her hand up under the wide leg opening of her bright pink and yellow shorts.

"Come and sit with me dear girl," I begged huskily. "We can watch together..."

When I took her other hand the horny girl let me draw her down onto my left knee, her legs draped either side, riding my thigh.

Mischievous and excitable the exciting little firecracker rubbed her tight young cunt against my leg. She held my knee for purchase and humped her pussy against my upper thigh...

I was shaking with lust at this point. Not even in my wildest dreams could I have imagined this situation. I couldn't dare hope for it... I'd have been tempting fate...

Things were really heating up in the bedroom. The naked sister was lying on her back, her butt on the very edge of the bed, legs spread wide, bent at the knee and bare feet on the floor. The one still wearing her nightie was on her knees on the carpet, her pretty blonde head bobbing up and down between her sister's legs... Her happy sister was stroking her hair, a look of dreamy bliss on her face...

I imagined Amber doing that for me, down between my legs, her tongue lapping like a pretty little puppy...

"Your sisters are so beautiful," I said as I ran my hands up her back and under the loose white T-shirt. "Do you get excited when you watch them?"

"Mmmm... oh yesss Mrs. Clarke... all the time..."

Unable to resist her oversized coconut shaped breasts I slid my hands around onto her smooth flat stomach and up under the ripped T-shirt top. The horny teen groaned and put her head back on my shoulder as gripped her lovely full breasts.

"You have lovely tits Amber dear," I whispered in her ear.

Her boobs were big and firm with the bloom of youth. She shivered as I run the palm of my hand over her hard nipples and plucked at them between my thumbs and forefingers.

The girls in the bedroom were balling themselves together in a tight 69 position, each beautiful face deep in the others pussy, their bodies reacting like the cunt they were licking was their own.

T... tell me which is which sweetheart," I asked huskily.

"The... the one on top is B... Betty-Sue," she said. "And the one in the b... black nightie is Mary-Lou..."

Betty-Sue was grinding her round booty ass down onto Mary-Lou's face and Mary-Lou had her long brown legs locked over her sisters head, holding her prisoner inside her pussy.

We couldn't see how the sisters were breathing but their bodies were obviously writhing with pleasure...

"Ohh... look... look at them..." Amber gasped, fumbling with the drawstring of her sleep shorts. "I need to...

"I know dear," I muttered. "Let... let me help..."

My little nymphette stood in front of me and I pulled her bright pink, polka dot shorty shorts down around her ankles. Then I pulled her back down onto my lap and ran my excited fingers over her hot little blonde twat.

"Ooo Mrs. Clarke..." she groaned.

When I felt her tentatively reaching for mine, combing her fingers through my thick curly pubic hair, I spread my legs...

"Mmmm... yesss... good girl..."

"I... I've n... never touched another pussy before," she gasped.

Her inexperienced fingers rubbing my pussy felt so good. Her middle finger sliding intimately between my wet lips and over my big hard clitoris made me grown and kiss her hair.

"D...do me... like you d... do yourself..." I instructed.

I was in heaven. As I stroked and probed her pussy she fingered mine like she'd done it a million times before. When I slid two fingers inside her, she groaned in pleasure and her small hand delved inside me as well... further and further until it was all up inside...

"Oooo Jesus Amber..." I managed. "Oh that feels so good... move it in and out..."

The little bimbo nodded and began fucking me with her balled fist and I did the same to her, finger fucking her tight little cunt as we watched her sisters lick each other.

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A SPECIAL GIFT

When Samual Cosgrove appeared in the bedroom I nearly fell off the wall.

"Oh my god, Amber... that... that's your father!"

The big hairy man was naked, standing over his daughters watching, jerking off a mammoth erection.

"He does my sisters all the time Mrs. Clarke..." said Amber wistfully.

"R... really?" I croaked.

"Every night," she said matter-of-factly.

Doctor Cosgrove would probably have been an intimidating figure when he was younger, like a football player or a wrestler. Now though, his hairy middle-aged body was thick and chunky and he had a pronounced beer belly. His once handsome face was fleshy, his hair was receding and his hard muscular body was covered in a mat of black hair.

His daughters were looking up at him like he was Hercules or Adonis, excitedly jumping to perform his slightest kinky desire.

He said something and then Mary-Lou was kneeling like a dog on the bed while the naked Betty-Sue tonged her asshole. Cosgrove stood close behind, watching and jerking his huge erection with two hands.

The monstrous man spent ages rubbing, stroking, tweaking, licking and probing his girls, all the while edging his gigantic schlong.

At his direction they kissed each other and then his daughters were kissing him, taking turns, their tongue in his depraved mouth in a most unfatherly way...

It went on and on and all the while I could see him studying his two beautiful daughters as if they were prime cuts of beef in the butchers' window, obviously trying to make up his mind who he would do first ...

I wonder if he could tell the difference between the two of them? Or if he prefers one pretty pussy to the other?

We saw him finally decide on Mary-Lou, the one still wearing her sexy black nightie. She may have appealed to him more... or maybe it was just her turn.

He pushed Betty-Sue aside quite roughly. The beautiful girl stumbled off the little single bed, with a wounded look on her face. Unconcerned about her feelings the big horny man directed Mary-Lou up onto her knees with her lovely round bottom facing him. Tapping the teen's inner thighs was a direction to spread her legs apart.

"I told you," said Amber petulantly. "He... he plays with them all the time...but never with me!"

Mary-Lou stayed quite still, waiting expectantly, her sexy long brown legs spread wide. Amber and I could see her pussy was gaping open and dewy wet.

We were holding our breath...

The hairy overweight man got up behind the girl on the little bed and, lifting her sexy negligee up over her back, studied her magnificent ass...

They were all talking and there was lots of laughter. Betty-Sue stood beside her dad and helped him tease her sister's pussy with his giant erection, dragging the cock head up and down between Mary-Lou's pussy lips. He slapped Mary-Lou's big booty ass. She was saying something and he responded with a laughing comment of some kind and then...

...and then, holding Mary-Lou's hips firmly, the incestuous old man slowly buried his long thick dong inside his daughter.

The scream of delight from Mary-Lou made both Amber and I shiver.

Being the sexual predator I am, the joys of voyeurism are a natural fit for me. Nothing is off-limits for my kinky libido and there is so much to see, so much more then I had at first expected. I see things that would make a sailor blush, respected people doing things that are frowned on by society or are just plain illegal...

Like the respected Dr. Cosgrove who fucks his daughters every night...

Amber was masturbating, groaning and moaning, her hand a blur on her clitoris, rocking back and forth on my lap.

I switched on my big black vibrator and plunged it inside my sodden gaping cunt, matching the mans thrusts stroke for stroke as he fucked his daughter.

"It... it makes me soooo hot. Mrs. Clarke" moaned Amber. I could feel her fast panting breath against my ear and then she was kissing me, slobbering on my neck with big wet kisses as she frigged her pussy furiously.

"I just w... want to fuck him so b... bad..."

Cosgrove was really enjoying himself, slapping his daughter's ass again and again as he fucked her.

His other daughter got up next to her sister and bent over as well, lining herself up beside her sister and wiggling her ass, tempting her father to swap. After a bit more fast hard pounding into Mary-Lou, he did just that, pulling his massive cock out of one daughter and driving it home into the other.

He threw his head back and howled like a dog.

Watching him using his girls like this had Amber and I gasping with pleasure. Every few minutes one of us would convulse uncontrollably and a little mini-gush of juice would squirt out, glistening wetly on the grass. We were sweaty and slick with it, juices running down our legs.

That was when I took Amber's cherry with my big thick toy.

"Let me fuck you with this child," I said, holding the dripping toy in front of her face.

"Oh yessss M... Mrs. Clarke," she said eagerly as I made my intentions clear.

The hot little slut spread her legs as wide as she could and I probed against her hot wet cunt with the madly vibrating dildo.

"P... put it in Mrs. Clarke," she exclaimed greedily, holding her pussy lips apart. "P... push it in..."

"Yes, yes... it will be good... so good... you'll see..."

I teased the big pulsing head against her warm wet opening, pushing more and more firmly. The monstrous toy slowly slid into Amber's untried little cunt.

"Mmmmm oooh god YESSS," she cried, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Push it in Mrs. Clarke," she begged. "Please... please..."

Taking less care then I should have I pushed it deep into her virgin cunt. The girl's healthy young cervix relaxed, miraculously stretching wider and wider over the gigantic dong.

"Mmm... Ohh ... MMmm... ohhh ... MMMM... OH FUCK... OH FUCK... OH FUCK... OH, FUCK..."
She was being too loud but I didn't care anymore.

She hung onto me, slobbering kisses over my face and neck, sobbing with pleasure. The big pulsing toy came out of her dripping in her juices, looking as big as her arm before I slid it back inside her again.

I had the little whore just where I wanted her. She was ready to do anything. I drove it in and out faster and faster.

"You - like - my - toy - don' - you - sweetheart," I asked rhetorically, my words blurting out in time with the big toy I was punching in and out of her sodden cunt... the same speed as her father was fucking Mary-Lou.

The little bitch bucked like a wild animal...

"AHHHH yeshhh... Oh yeshhhh... " she sobbed, drool dripping out of her mouth...

"If - you - lick - my - pussy - you - may - have - it - to - keep," I said.

The sex-crazed teen didn't think twice. Her sisters and her father forgotten, she snatched the vibrator from my grasp and fell to her knees between my legs. Down on all fours like a dog, her face was momentarily obscured as she buried her tongue inside my pussy. It was as if my big meaty cunt was trying to swallow her.

"Mmmmm... ooh yesss... good girl, good girl..."

Inside the bedroom, Samual Cosgrove now had his daughters on their knees on the bedroom floor. All three of them were right next to the glass. They looked up at him with big innocent eyes, licking their lips and biting their lower lips. The monstrous man stood over them, slowly jerking his huge dong. Betty-Sue and Mary-Lou were begging for it, taking turns licking up the clear precum oozing out of the top.

One at a time he let them suck on it.

They were having a fine old time, making a game out of it, sucking and slobbering over it whenever they could, laughing and enjoying themselves, seeing which one could get it all the way down and hold it in there the longest.

Amber was licking me out like she'd eaten pussy a million times, lapping my juices and nuzzling my clit with her nose while I watched the hottest porn show in town.

"OOOHhhh sweet girl..." I groaned, "MMMMM... OOOhhh YESSS, eat my horny pussy little slut..."

I was so wet but the little teen drank it all, moaning into my pussy, rolling her head back and forth and up and down, driven by the pulsating toy she held inside her cunt.

Holding her head hard up against my pussy I humped my body against her, grinding her pretty face against me.

"OH YES... OH YESSS... OHH YESSS..."

She looked up at me adoringly, peering up through my thick forest of curly grey-brown pubic hair, nuzzling her nose back and forth against my clit, her tongue swishing and swooshing about inside me.

The tingling between my legs grew and grew and then ... and then... and then I was cumming... oh god... oh god...

"UGGG... UGG... ugg... ugg... ugg... OOOOOhhhh yessss..."

Frightened I would give us away, I bit down hard on my hand in an effort to hold the shriek of pleasure that was threatening to escape me. I tasted blood as Samual Cosgrove jetted long thick ropes of cum out over his daughter's faces.

A huge torrent gushed out from between my legs, splashing all over the little slut. My juices drenched her face and hair, dribbling off her nose and chin.

With tears rolling down my cheeks I held my lips pressed together, making a high pitched humming whine like a racing car. I felt my eyes bulging...

"Eeeeeeemmm... eeeemmmmmmm..."

Amber was beyond caring what I did. Her own climax had her shaking like a leaf. The sexy teenagers' eyes crossed and rolled back in her head and then she was screaming as she was rocked by a colossal orgasm. Muffled in my big hairy bush she howled - like screaming into a pillow.

I held her spluttering and shaking and gasping for breath, hard against my hairy muff, driving her face into my spasming cunt, milking that fabulous feeling with her gorgeous teenage face.

Only when I was completely done did I release her.

The beautiful teen fell back and sat on haunches, sobbing and panting. There was a glow of my juices and sweat reflecting off her glorious body and her wet T-shirt was plastered to her body. Her beautiful tits were rising and falling as she fought to get air back into her lungs.

We were both totally spent.

Amber slowly removed the obscene huge black dildo from her sweat virgin pussy. Holding it by the base, pulsing and wet, she silently offered it back to me.

"Keep it, darling girl... a special gift," I said smiling down benevolently. "Keep it and use it and think of me."

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I hope you are enjoying Lilly Clarke as much as I am. Please vote and comment to let me know what you liked and what you might like Lilly and her submissive subjects to do next!

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