Message-ID: <4091eli$9709140221@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Subject: REPOST: WATCHKID.TXT 8K "Watching the kids" (mf, cons, late-teen, incest, preg?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199709130032.TAA28056@midas.millcomm.com> Watching the kids An Erotic Story Some things you don't learn about your kids, except by accident. For example: Yesterday, I got up in the middle of the night to take a pee, when I saw the light coming from underneath my daughter's door. Even at 16, I think my daughter should get some sleep at night, so I nudged the door open to tell her to pack it up and get some sleep, before she ended up falling asleep in class the next day. What I saw through the crack of the doorframe, made me shut my mouth with a snap. No wonder Mike hadn't insisted on sleeping in his old room during the three days he was back from college; insisting that he'd, "Do all right on the couch." He wasn't sleeping on the couch at all; he was "sleeping" with his little sister! If you call that sleep. In the faint light from the nightstand, I could see every detail, as my eyes were fully dark-adapted from going to the bathroom in the dark. I knew neither kid could see me in the hall, and if I didn't call attention to the slight crack I had opened the door, they would never know I was spying on them. I knew I shouldn't, but I just couldn't help myself. . . After all, how often is it that you see YOUR little girl getting royally screwed? Mike and Sharon were definitely old enough to know what they were doing, so there wasn't any point in my yelling and screaming at them. If I had tried to stop them (Both of them being over the "age-of-consent" in this state.) they could have just packed up and moved out together. Anyhow, I wasn't inclined to anyway. There's something incredibly erotic about watching a 16-year-old girl getting the lights fucked out of her. . . Especially, if the boy doing the fucking is her 18-year-old brother. I jammed my knuckles in my mouth, and bit down on them, trying to stifle a groan of passion from drawing attention to my voyeurism. Thankfully the two kids were too engrossed in what THEY were doing to notice one of their parents peeking through the crack of the door. God was that sexy! Sexy? Heck, it was better than any porno-flick I had ever seen; even those I had picked out with my spouse, down at the video parlor. The two kids moved from position to position, with practiced ease; showing by their skill and familiarity with what the other liked, that this was FAR from being the first time for them. They moved from straight sex to oral sex to doggy-style and then back to oral sex. First him servicing her; then my little girl sucking off her big brother. For a while, I wondered if she planned to bring the older boy off with her mouth, (Or, kinky shudder here, her ass.) to keep from getting pregnant. I hadn't put Sharon on the pill yet, because with typical parent- blindness, I hadn't thought she needed it, seeing as she didn't seem to have any boyfriends. Now I knew why! She didn't need any; being kept sexually satisfied by her own brother. Boy was I dumb! Only Mike didn't finish off in her mouth. When he started to get too close, Sharon stopped sucking him, and let her big brother "cool off" a bit, before shifting to a plain-old "missionary-style" fuck for the big climax. 1 I began to wonder if they were using ANY type of "protection, or if they were just going to, (Shudder.) "Take their chances." While I could tell that Mike wasn't using a "rubber", there were many types of contraceptives that women could use (besides the pill) that wouldn't be visible from the outside, and most of which were quite natural in feel. (Like the diaphragm, the sponge, and even various contraceptive jellies.) Still, I had never even seen a hint of any such items around the house, and for similar reasons I didn't think Sharon was on the pill, though she might have been, as some girls DO get them, without their parents knowing. The thought of my "little" boy (Damn! From the look of it, he sure wasn't "little" any more.) squirting his seed inside his own sister's unprotected womb, was so exciting I almost bit my tongue off; keeping from saying something. No, I didn't really WANT my little girl to get pregnant by her horny big-brother, but the very thought that she MIGHT, even by accident, was incredibly erotic! (No contraceptive is 100% effective, you know.) As these thoughts flashed through my head, my question about Sharon being "on the pill" was answered, albeit indirectly. "Oh. Oh! I'm going to cum," groaned Mike; the first words I had heard from either of them; the previous half-hour being almost all non-verbal communication between the two incestuous lovers. "Oh God, don't cum in me! I might have a baby!" moaned Sharon; still madly humping back at her big brother. Obviously if it was up to HER, then she was as good as pregnant, because she just couldn't stop herself. "Oh God, I. . . Oh. . .," Mike groaned. Two times, (Or was it three? I saw him jam his distended prick in his little sister's belly, before suddenly yanking it out just as a thick white *splat* of cum splashed against the top of the girl's slit, before being followed by a second and then third and fourth healthy squirt. For a second, I wondered if what I saw wasn't just the remainder of his orgasm; the boy already having left the first two or three squirts in his little sister's belly. On the other hand, no other man I knew, would be able to cum inside a girl, and still have THAT much sperm to squirt all over her flat little tummy. By the time he finished, Sharon's body was splashed from neck to crotch with streams of thick white goo. Jesus! Was THAT ever sexy! I was practically creaming my jeans at the erotic sight. (Aw, what do I mean, "Almost." My shorts were a sticky mess.) Sharon looked down her chest at the obscene mess covering her belly, breasts, and even making obscene drools in the fur above her sopping-wet cunt. "Oh God," she said, "if any of that got in me. . ." I shuddered in sympathy. Sharon had a point. My daughter reached down and stripped her brother's prick; milking two or three more squirts onto her already obscenely covered tummy. 2 "God," she said again, "if you got any of that stuff in me, before you pulled out. . . Heck, even this little bit right here," she said; stripping her brother's prick, until one last thick gob of white appeared at the tip, "could get me pregnant." "I probably would be having your baby within the year, if this stuff got inside me," she observed calmly, as she fitted the drooling head of her brother's prick; thick white drop still dripping from the tip; into the already sloppy hole between her widespread legs, and humped up against her big brother; so it slid all the way home inside her. The stimulation was too much for the older boy. "Oh God, oh God. I'm doing it again," he moaned, as this time he sank his thick prick all the way home in his sister's belly, and let fly with yet another thick squirt of incestuous sperm inside her. That was too much for me. I could barely keep from bellowing my ecstasy, as I came in my pants. I had to go back to the bathroom, to wash them out, so I didn't get questioned about them later. I was just hurrying down the hall, when I heard one last giggle from my daughter. "Well?" she asked her big brother, "Do you suppose whoever it was, enjoyed the show?" "Well, I don't know about whoever was watching," he panted in reply, "but I sure did, Little Sister, I sure did. You've just GOT to move in with me down there. Doing without you, is getting to be a pain in the nuts." Oh cripes. They had both known I was peeking. 3 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /