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For the next few days I was much more my old self and none of our friends at school seemed to notice anything different between me and Mel. We shared the occasional conspiratorial smile and probably walked along arm in arm more often than we had before but even though I didn’t feel I was any nearer to achieving that teenage goal of losing my virginity I was still in a very happy mood. I had also refrained from spying on my sister, the camera still remained strapped against the grille in her room but I had only briefly been tempted to turn it on and had managed to resist the urge.

There had also been no more nocturnal visits by wonderful females with their fingers wrapped around my cock so I figured that it had been Allie who had probably visited me later on ‘that’ night. The idea that it had been my sister who had returned alone had been playing (not un-liked) on my mind especially during the small hours when I hoped for another episode, maybe even the chance to reciprocate.

It was Thursday evening and I was taking a shower. I was pretty much in a world of my own letting the hot water cascade over me. My mind and my cock were, for once, behaving and I was lost in my reverie when I caught a movement in the corner of my vision. It was a reflection in the steamed-up mirror above the sink and I twisted around oblivious to my naked state. My mom was folding a fresh towel onto the radiator beside the door. “Mom!” I complained like any wannabe adult would. I twisted back covering my genitalia in my hands and embarrassingly aware that my ass was on display through the wet glass.

“Oh baby, it isn’t as if I never saw it before...” she laughed lightly, “Sure, didn’t I see it before you!” she exited the room laughing pulling the door closed behind her.

“Mothers! You can’t live without them,” I muttered to myself.

I grabbed some shower gel from the hook beneath the glass shelf in the shower cubicle and began to lather up my torso. Slowly and methodically I cleansed my body leaving my cock and balls till last. As usual my penis began to swell in anticipation till I poured a fresh amount of gel into my hand and worked into my pubes. My eyes were half-closed as my length hardened and I massaged my balls. This time I was keeping a casual eye on the door when I saw it open slowly in the mirror behind me. I stopped caressing myself and waited, the suds running away down my legs into the plughole at my feet.

I’d assumed it would probably be my mother again but I realised quickly it was Janey. She popped her head around the open door and stared at my back. My cock throbbed in my hand as I watched her head tilt downwards, her eyes roving over my back and my ass before coming back up. I tensed my buttocks in response to her gaze and turned a fraction, my eyes still looking at her reflection in the mirror but trying not to give away the fact I knew she was there. Lifting my hands to run them through my wet hair I watched as she stared at my erection coming into view. She didn’t move from the door, she seemed to be stuck on the threshold, not wanting to enter and not wanting to leave.

I dropped my head down as if I was looking at my hard-on and slowly stroked it, rolling my foreskin back and forth over the glans. Her head never moved and I was sure her eyes were transfixed on my hand sliding up and down my length. Very slowly I twisted my neck till I was staring at her through the droplets running down the glass between us. Only as I began to swing around to face her did she look up to see me staring at her. I knew I was blushing but I continued to stroke my cock as her eyes locked on mine. I saw her teeth pinch her bottom lip and a look of fury enter her eyes at being caught. Her eyes still betrayed her as they dropped one more time to my cock before she backed out of the door and closed it firmly shut.

My seed exploded out of my cock, splattering against the glass in pulse after pulse.

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As I left the bathroom I saw Janey’s door firmly shut and entered my own. Stepping straight to my desk I turned on my computer with one intention only. It was taking an age to boot-up so I got down on the floor and pulled the old toy box away from the grille in the skirting board. Janey was pacing back and forth muttering to herself. Her feet and legs were bare and she was wearing a short red pleated skirt which flicked up each time her hips spun around. A pair of black knickers was visible beneath it and I pulled open my bathrobe and massaged my swelling cock once again.

She stopped her pacing and sat down with a thump on the end of her bed. I didn’t know if she knew she was doing it but she was rubbing her thighs together as her knees moved from side to side. Her dark blue painted fingernails dug into her bedspread till she finally muttered one last expletive, “Fuck!” She picked up the remote for the small portable television which sat above the chest and in a few seconds the faint electric blue flicker flashed over her. She rose once and turned off the main bedroom light and sat back down proceeding to flip through the channels. Reaching behind her she grabbed one of her pillows and lay down across the foot of the bed. I swore silently to myself as she had chosen to place her legs to the right, leaving me no chance of a view up her skirt.

I was about to move back to the computer and call up the webcam when I heard the inane Pop tune issue from her cell phone. She rolled backwards and then forwards lifting the phone to her ear, “Hi handsome, I was just thinking of you!” she said into the phone. You were just thinking of cock, Janey I thought, Mine!

She dropped the remote to the floor and began to idly stroke the bare flesh around her neck above her T-shirt with one of her long painted nails. “What time do you think you’ll get here?” she asked into the phone. Her finger played along the neck of her T-shirt pulling it downwards. “How about I come meet you...?” she paused for the answer, “Trust me, only one thing’s gonna happen when I see you...---- and ain’t no way I’m gonna make polite chit-chat with my Mom and the squirt...knowing your cock is in reach!” Her finger released the neck of her top and traced a line down between her breasts and across her stomach.

“Do it, do it!” I breathed as I slowly pumped my cock.

“Yeah I am--- gonna suck it hard” her fingers gathered up her skirt and disappeared beneath it as she rolled onto her back. “Oh no... I’m gonna want you t’ fill my pussy!” her back rose up of the bed slightly and a small gasp issued from her lips. “Yes... I am... two fingers... soaking wet!” My cock jerked in my hand and my seed shot out across the carpet once again. “Is it hard?” asked Janey, “Oh it is now, is it? Well get that bad boy out!” she raised her hips further off the bed and seemed to push her pussy onto her fingers. “I wanna hear... I wanna hear you cum, Jack... ahhh....” she moaned letting her hips drop back down as I watched her arm move quicker back and forth between her legs. “Pump that cock... think about...it sliding in...my mouth...my pussy...mmm...”

Janey lifted up her knees and squeezed them together with her fingers still between her legs and groaned loudly, “Yessss... all over my tits...” she continued breathing harshly and her voice lowered as she whispered into the phone and writhed about on the bed. I watched as an orgasm overtook her and wondered if Jack was also cumming on the other end of the phone.

I got slowly to my feet and pulled the bathrobe around me. I noticed the door to my room was ajar and quickly and quietly closed it. Sitting down at my desk I clicked on the icon for the camera and watched Janey twist her hair around her finger while still talking to Jack. A message icon appeared in the bottom corner of my screen and a further tap on the mouse and the message panel was revealed. [Mel: U there?]

With half an eye on Janey I typed back, [I’m here, what’s up?]

[Mel: Bored! What u up 2?]

I grinned to myself as I replied [Not a lot]

[Mel: odd!]

I looked at the message with a frown of puzzlement on my face, [Odd???] I gazed out of my window and across the gardens between us and could see Mel’s silhouette framed in her window. [Mel: I thought you’d collapsed or something?] I felt myself blush as I stared back out across the void. At this distance I could only make out Mel’s head to the side of the black square of her laptop sitting on her desk. I knew I couldn’t tell if her binoculars were on her desk. I pondered rising from my desk and getting my own. [R u peeping?]

[Mel: NO!]

I folded my arms and stared through the darkness till a second message came back, [Mel: Well. Maybe?]

I laughed aloud and sent back, [PERV!]

[Mel: Takes 1 to know 1]

I felt my cock stir back to life with one eye looking at Mel’s distant window and one on Janey in the next room. She had hung up her phone and was just lying there looking up at the ceiling ignoring the blue glow from the television. [So what did u hope 2 see?] I sent.

It was at least a minute, with the small message ‘Mel is typing’ appearing and disappearing before her answer came back. [Mel: Not sure. I saw u dressed in ur dressing gown! And then u disappeared!!!]

I was wondering if Janey’s curtains were open and if they were would Mel have seen her lying on her bed masturbating. [I was looking through my old toy box. I’m still in my gown, I just had a shower. Can u c?] I shifted my chair so I was to the side of the monitor and in view of the window.

[Mel: Yes]

I pulled the belt loose from my gown and let it fall open knowing she would see my chest exposed and that my lower half would be obscured below the window sill. [Do u want 2 c more?]

[Mel: Yes, do u?]

I was breathing hard as I sent back [Yes] with the thought of going to grab my own binoculars.

[Mel: Why don’t u turn on ur cam]

My eyes followed the lead trailing off my desk and down towards the grille in the wall. I chewed on my lip before sending back [Fuck! My cam is broken!]

[Mel: What about ur mic?]

I quickly rummaged through my desk drawer and pulled out an old earpiece and mic I hadn’t used since I got the webcam and plugged it into the side of my computer pulling the mic feed for the cam out. [Working. As u c!]

A new icon appeared on the screen and I clicked on ‘answer-audio only’. The box opened and Mel was sitting there wrapped in her purple kimono holding her binoculars up to her eyes. “Hey fool” she said.

“Hey yourself” I replied. I could see her nipples hard beneath the Dragon and Snake motifs on each side of the kimono. “So, here we are!”

“Indeed we are. When did your cam break?” she asked.

My hand was beneath the table slowly stroking my hard-on as I noticed one of hers was also out of shot. “Last week... I trod on it, haven’t replaced it yet.”

“Fool...these binoc’s are very heavy,” she answered with a slight tone of annoyance.

“You could hold them with both hands?” I asked.

“Hmmph... I could.” Her chest rose and fell as she answered.

I bit the bullet, “So, Mel, are you feeling as horny as me?”

She lowered the binoculars and looked at her screen even though there was no video feed of me upon it. She paused before lifting her unseen hand into shot revealing her glistening fingers. “Does that answer your question?”

I licked my lips and stood up in full view of the window slowly stroking my erection, “It does... and does this answer any question you have?”

She looked confused for a second before raising the binoculars to her eyes again and searching for my window. I heard her draw in a sharp breath and her hand disappeared beneath the table once again. “Ohh my... ahhh... yes it does,” she breathed. I felt emboldened and pulled back hard on my shaft, my foreskin rolling back revealing my glistening glans. “Is that... a big one? It looks big...”

“So I’ve been told,” I answered proudly.

“Oh... who told you that?” she asked, as I watched her arm move rhythmically beneath the level of her desk.

I blushed as I realised I wasn’t going to admit that my sister and her friends had seen it and felt it. “I ... err... read about it.” I blustered. Turning the tables I asked “So have you been watching me a lot... have you been playing with yourself a lot?”

“I’ve been keeping an eye out for you all week... yes,” she replied with no shame, “and you have been a good boy all week... whereas I can’t seem to leave myself alone!”

“You should have said,” I squeezed and pulled on my shaft harder, “Is this what you wanted to see?”

She was breathing heavily now, her kimono had fallen open a little and her dark cleavage was on display as the binoculars in her hand wavered. “Possibly... mmmm... yes, I think so...”

“Do you wanna see me cum?” My hand was moving up and down my shaft rapidly and even though I’d ejaculated only minutes before I knew that I wouldn’t be long in cumming again under the gaze of my friend.

“Yes... I do!” the binoculars trembled even more. “Damn you Kevin and your cam!” She breathed heavily, “Can you hold for a second?”

“Yep” I grinned and answered, “I certainly can!”

She put the binoculars down on the desktop and rose from her seat. For a brief moment I caught a glimpse of her thick dark bush as she moved away from the camera. A couple of seconds later she returned and stacked five or six thick text books on the top of her desk and placed the binoculars on top. The kimono hung open revealing the dark, hard nipples atop her small breasts right down to the wiry triangle of hair above her pussy. She looked at the camera and knew that I could see everything. “Like what you see, Kevin?” she asked.

“Oh fuck yes, Mel!” I answered struggling not to pull on my cock.

She pulled off the kimono and let it drop to the floor and stood before the camera for a few seconds before sitting down once again. She leaned over; leaving her pert breasts in view as she adjusted the binoculars and both of her hands disappeared out of sight. She breathed heavily before asking “Show me, Kevin!”

I pumped my cock hard and fast as one of her hands reappeared and massaged her left breast. It only took seven or eight pulls and my white seed was shooting from the tip of my cock once again. I heard Mel groan into my ear as I reached down to my desk to balance myself as my legs quivered and the last of my spunk landed on my keyboard. It was at least a couple of minutes before we both regained our senses and I sat down in my chair. I watched as Mel’s wet fingers caressed her right nipple. “You’re gonna have to get a new camera, Kevin!”

I leaned forward even though it made little difference to Mel’s view, “Well, we could always...” I left my question hanging.

Mel’s expression changed, “I don’t know...” she began, “I know it seems like a tease, but I’m not sure...”

I wondered if she could see my expression sink, “No. That’s alright. I, err... only if you want to...”

The rest of our conversation was somewhat stilted and slightly embarrassed but we ‘hung’ up on good if slightly awkward terms. I sat at my desk and only then glanced at the small box showing Janey’s room. It was dark. I shut down my computer and crawled into bed.

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I’d gone to sleep quickly thinking about Mel’s body and how I would like to explore it in the ‘real’. I was dreaming of pushing my tongue through the coarse wiry hair of her bush and of her lips sliding down my erection. I’m not sure how long it was before I realised that only part of it was a dream. I opened my eyes staring at the dimly lit ceiling above me as I felt the hot mouth engulfing my cock. I groaned loudly as I went to raise my head, “J... Janey...” I murmured.

A pair of fingers, wet with viscous liquid pushed into my mouth coaxing my head back onto the pillow. The liquid was sweet and thick and I sucked greedily on the offered fingers as I realised they had only moments before they had been buried in my sister’s pussy. The mouth left my erection momentarily and a whispered “Hush, babe,” drifted up from my crotch before my cock was swallowed whole.

“Oh GOD!” I mumbled around those wet fingers as I felt her cheeks hollow around the sides of my cock as she sucked it hard into her mouth. I thrust my hips up into her hot mouth as I shot my third load of the night deep into the back of her throat. The world exploded behind my closed eyelids as my balls and cock jerked spasmodically. My heart was still beating out of control as the fingers slipped from my mouth and were replaced by soft lips and an insistent tongue. I tasted my own saltiness on that tongue and then it was gone.

“Sweet dreams, babe” came the whispered echo from the figure closing the door behind her.

“Oh my fucking god!” I murmured to the empty room.

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Once again she stood outside of Kevin’s room and this time she licked her lips, savouring the salty taste of his seed in her mouth. Her fingers were deep inside her hot, wet snatch as it pulsed and trembled around them. Her heart felt like it wanted to tear out of her heaving chest. She couldn’t believe how wicked she was!

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The next morning I rose late after numerous shouts up the stairs from my mother. Janey had already left for work and I grabbed a mouthful of toast on the way out the door to the sound of my mother cheerfully humming some old song. I was almost skipping along the street and only just caught up with Mel as we entered the school gates. Being rebuked by the Games teacher about the state of my uniform didn’t dent my happy mood in the slightest.

Mel also seemed to be ‘glowing’ as well and we shared a conspiratorial smile as we entered the building. We didn’t get a chance to ourselves the entire day and my desire to pull her into one of the many quiet corners dotted around the school was tempered by my caution on how far and how quickly (if at all) Mel wanted to proceed. We walked back to my house after school, my fingers twitching, wanting to take her hand in mine and my mind still racing at the nocturnal blowjob I had received shortly after seeing Mel’s naked body.

We were alone in the house, sitting at my desk looking at each other, neither of us wanting to break the silence first. “Wanna coffee?” I suggested, Mel nodded and I headed down the stairs.

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Mel turned back to the desk and looked up out of the window at her own. Her gaze slowly wandered back and to his desk aware of how wet her pussy was and glad that she had been ‘forward thinking’ that morning in bringing a spare pair of knickers to school that day. The first pair had been soaked by afternoon break and now this pair was almost dripping as well.

She looked at Kevin’s computer and saw the headset lying beside the keyboard. Her eyes traced the leads to the side of it as she imagined his voice from last night, ‘Do you want to see me cum?’ he had asked and she knew that she had wanted to see it all week. She leant forward in her chair and picked up the spare audio lead lying beside the computer. Her eyes began to trace the camera feed that was still plugged in beside it. “Odd...” she whispered.

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I reappeared carrying the two regulation cups of coffee to find Mel sat on my bed with her back resting against the wall and her bare feet crossed at the ankles tapping a silent rhythm on top of the bedspread. I placed Mel’s coffee on the small table to the side of my bed and sat back in the seat beside the desk. I couldn’t quite work out what lay behind her eyes above the small smirk on her lips. As I sipped my coffee my eyes dropped to her dark-skinned, outstretched thighs moving minutely to the pace of her feet. “So when are you going to get your webcam replaced Kevin?”

I glanced towards my computer and saw a pair of black cotton knickers lying on the keyboard. It took only seconds for my cock to swell and harden within my trousers as I saw how damp the crotch was. I turned back to Mel and she slowly uncrossed her legs, the smile on her face broadened as she watched my eyes searching beneath her skirt for a glimpse of her bare pussy. Her own eyes dropped to the bulge in my crotch. “I...err...” I stammered.

“Are you sure it’s broken and not... misplaced?” she asked almost innocently. The colour rose almost as rapidly in my cheeks as the blood had flowed into my cock. I wanted to turn around and check the cable leading to the camera beneath the chest of drawers but I couldn’t move my eyes away from my friend sitting on my bed drawing her finger down inside her school blazer and along the side of her breast.

Once again I stuttered “I don’t... I... err...”

She pulled her blazer open and softly massaged her breast as her other hand dawdled at the hem of her skirt. “Don’t lie to me, Kevin! Liars don’t get to see anything!” her fingernail scratched the bare flesh just below her skirt, moving it up her thigh a fraction.

My hand was shaking and the forgotten coffee cup in it spilled some of its contents onto the floor. My trembling hands placed it on the desk and then gripped the arms of my chair. “I... err...” I couldn’t finish the sentence.

“You’ve been spying on your sister!” she stated, “Why don’t you turn on your monitor?” My cock ached within my trousers and for the first time I drew my eyes away from my friend and reached for the small button below the screen. I realised that I hadn’t noticed that the computer had been whirring away since I came back with the coffees. The screen sprang to life and was filled completely with the view of Janey’s room. “She’s always been so untidy, that sister of yours!” stated Mel.

I turned my attention away from the empty room back to my friend. My head was full of thoughts of how I could explain away the hidden camera and if I would see Mel’s pussy. Her thumb and forefinger were squeezing her nipple through her blouse and her skirt had ridden further up her leg as her fingernail continued to circle around and around upon her dark flesh. It took me some moments before the implication in Mel’s last sentence finally managed to sink in to my confused and distracted mind. “You....” I began and then stopped.

“Yes, Kevin. You and I have had more in common than either of us imagined. I’ve had a ‘crush’ on Janey for years. I said before that you weren’t really my type...” her fingers pressed into her bosom. She closed her eyes for a moment, “I’ve, well, you know, watched her for months now... figured I might be a lesbian, but...” she opened her eyes and stared at my crotch, “maybe I’m ‘bi’. I did enjoy watching you last night; show me, Kevin.”

Mel’s hand slipped beneath her skirt and I faltered for only a second before unbuckling my belt and lowering the zipper. As I pulled my swollen cock out of my boxers Mel spread her legs and I watched as a slim finger slid through her damp bush and into her slit. “Ohh... fuck...” I whispered as I rolled back my foreskin exposing the head, a dew drop of pre-cum appearing out of the small ‘eye’.

I could see Mel’s pupils dilate as they stared at my hand sliding up and down my length. I was determined to savour the sight before me; her slim finger was coated with her juices as it slid easily in and out of the red slit buried beneath her black, wiry pubic hair. I could see a small stain forming beneath her on my bedspread and knew that later on I would bring myself off once again in the darkness with my nose and mouth pressed against it. I shuffled forwards on the rollers of my chair and approached the foot of the bed eager for a closer view and perhaps a taste. “No touching, at least for now... ahhh,” she groaned as her finger pushed deeper and rubbed along her G-spot within her, “Mmmm. So tell me, Kevin, how long... is it just this week you’ve been spying on your sister?”

I nodded dumbly, my left hand grasping my sac tightly afraid that I would ejaculate too soon and it’d be all over, although I suspected my cock would remain quite firm if not hard while I watched my friend. “So that’s why... you’ve been... so horny?” she breathed deeply and arched her back away from the wall. “Were you watching her last night? Silly me, of course you were... could you hear her? She was on the phone to Jack, wasn’t she?” Mel’s back relaxed and she rested once again against the headboard of the bed. Her eyes fixed on mine and then she looked down at her splayed slit and carefully slipped a second finger inside herself. “Ohhhh...” she moaned.

My thigh muscle was twitching as I slowly slid my hand up to my glans, grasping the shaft tightly. Breathing heavily I asked “So were you finger-fucking yourself last night, watching Janey through those binoculars of yours?”

Mel smiled broadly “Oh yess. That’s why I was so fucking horny... she should’ve been facing the other way. I knew she was playing with herself... she always does that thing with her knees... bringing them up and together.” Mel’s body shook as a small, sensual tremor rippled through her. “I was so frustrated... You never stood a chance last night!”

My heart pounded heavily in my chest as I stood up from the chair and pulled even quicker on my hard-on. “You asked what I was doing last night, when I came in from my shower. I was lying down on the floor... Janey had seen me in the shower, just before, seen me doing this. I shot my seed all over as she talked dirty to Jack...” Mel’s back arched once again and she thrust her crotch forward, her fingers held vice-like within as she climaxed. My seed shot up in the air and across my bedspread falling just short of my friends writhing feet. “Ohhh... GOD!”

In a minute or so both of us had recovered their wits; “Hallelujah... praise the Lord” laughed Mel.

“Praise the Lord, indeed” I echoed as I sat in the chair, my feet resting on the end of the bed, my cock still quite firm but sated for now lying against my stomach. Mel, likewise, hadn’t bothered to cover up and leisurely licked her fingers clean as we both admired the other’s genitalia.

Mel suddenly got up from the bed and straightened her skirt. I looked at her bewildered, “What?”

“Are you deaf? Your mom’s coming up the stairs!” she grinned and stared down at my thick cock still on display.

“Shit!” I whispered as I hurriedly pulled up my boxers and trousers. I had just fastened them when Mel said “I think the Franco-Prussian war was... oh, hi Mrs ‘R’, how are you today?” she greeted my mom as she opened the door with her elbow carrying the two requisite cups of coffee.

“Not too bad at all, Melanie” she paused to look around the room and at me sat in the swivel chair with my feet up on the bed. “Shoes off the bed, Kevin! Studying hard, are we?”

“History, Mrs ‘R’. It’s just one thing after another!” replied Mel.

“Good, good... well I’ll leave the two of you to it.” She handed the cups to Mel and left the room.

We both waited until we heard her descend the stairs, “Fuck that was close” I offered as I swivelled in the chair. My face went ashen as my gaze fell onto the computer screen, “Oh shit!”

Mel followed my eyes to see Janey’s room still displayed on it. “She mustn’t have noticed it... but shit, if she had? You’d be grounded for years!”

I grinned back, “Don’t know why you’re laughing... do you think you would’ve got away scot-free?”

Mel put the cups down on the desk and laced her fingers through each other, resting her chin upon them, “Lil’ ole’ angelic Melanie? She wouldn’t be doing perverted things like that? She’s a gooood girl!”

“If you’re gooood... I gotta see what you’re bad is like!” I pointed to the computer, “How many angels do you know who go commando?” I asked, pointing at the discarded underwear. I took a hesitant step towards her, the smile remained on her face but she placed a hand upon my chest.

“Little steps, I think...” her fingers crawled up my chest and neck till the tips traced my lips. I could just make out the aroma of her sex still faint even though she had licked them clean. “You like it?”

I sucked the tip of her finger into my mouth, “Mmmhmm...” I nodded, letting it slip free as I added, “...but I’d like to taste it fresh!”

“Wouldn’t you just. I tell you what, I take back what I said last week; one day, maybe soon, I’m gonna let you fuck me... yes, definitely, but I’m gonna set you a task. A quest!” she raised her eyebrow.

“A quest, my Lady? Will I have to fight a dragon?” I said taking the tips of her fingers in mine and holding them as if I was a valiant knight.

“No, not a dragon, nor are you gonna have to fight, though that may prove easier...” she paused for just a second before continuing, “You’re gonna get me into Janey’s knickers!”

My cock throbbed to full hardness in an instant. “Can I watch?”

She glanced at the picture of Janey’s room on the computer, “Like I’ll be able to stop you!”

“So... no pussy till I get you into my sister’s pussy?” I qualified the quest.

“Never say never, but you’d like that, watching me lick her out...” she glanced again at the screen, “maybe with my ass towards your little spy camera so you can get a nice close-up shot of me frigging myself!”

“I reckon she’d like that too. I heard her the other night with Allie saying how Jack isn’t keen on down below!”

“My, but you are the secret agent... or is that peeping Tom? What else have you seen or heard?” releasing my fingers she walked over to the screen and leant on the desk staring into Janey’s room.

I held back, unsure and guilty about the incidents in the middle of the night. Mel didn’t seem overtly bothered that I was spying and masturbating over my sister. But, I had to wonder what her reaction would be to Janey and her friends playing with my cock and then Janey returning again to play with it by herself and then last night sucking me off. “I’ve only been at it a week... a few flashes, a few descriptions of Janey and her friends' favourite cocks!”

Mel’s fingers drummed the desktop, “Oh... and Jack’s back tonight. Janey said she was gonna fuck him before she brought him back here and you know they’re gonna be at it like rabbits once they turn in!” I stepped closer behind Mel, my fingers twitching at my side, wanting to simply lift her skirt and drop to my knees.

She spun around and grinned as she realised how close I was. “Right, my lad. I’m headed home now but meet me at the fence in...Say, twenty minutes or so, and let’s...” I looked down as her hand disappeared beneath her skirt and then came up to hover in front of my mouth, “...just say this is on account!” I sucked greedily on her offered fingers, delighting in the sweet, maybe a little peppery taste of Mel’s juices. When they were clean she kissed me deeply and even guided just one of my hands to slide over the cheek of her ass through her skirt. The other was slapped away.

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When I popped out to answer Mel’s mysterious rendezvous Mom was happily humming away in the kitchen. As I stepped out the door she said (almost as if she was talking to the cupboard in front of her rather than me) “Glad to see you two are friends again.”

“Don’t think I’ll ever get rid of that one, Mom. If I’m lucky!” I answered and stepped into the darkening evening.

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I sat at my computer smiling at Mel on the screen. The garden assignation had been for Mel to hand me another webcam. She simply smiled as I opened the small plastic bag to peer inside and kissed me on the cheek. She turned away skipping up the garden. I watched her till she was halfway up her lawn when she stopped and looked over her shoulder. I’d swear even in that dim light she winked and lifted her skirt, showing me that she was still knickerless.

The old camera lens sat atop of my screen showing Mel myself, the other camera was still fixed to the grille of Janey’s room and I’d relayed the image through the ether to Mel’s laptop. All we needed now was Janey and Jack. It was just past eleven o’clock and a phone call to my mom earlier had informed us that the two of them would be back late. It was Friday night and although my own bedtime was generally left up to me, Mel’s parents were a little tighter in their regime and as a rule over the weekend Mel was expected to be asleep by midnight.

My mom had already stuck her head in through my door “Sweet dreams, little baby”.

“You too, mom” I flicked the monitor back into life to see Mel grinning broadly at me. I held up a single finger indicating what I thought of the look on her face.

Time was running out for Mel, “I’m gonna have to jump into bed. I’m gonna turn my speakers and screen off. I don’t think my Dad will spot the computer still being on. well at least I hope not or he may be marching down our garden with a shovel for the pervert with a hard-on!” Her tongue flicked out, “You’ve still got a hard-on?”

I lowered my camera and opened my gown, “Were you really in any doubt?” I watched Mel’s chest rise and fall beneath the pink T-shirt she was wearing to bed. “Is your pussy still wet?” I returned.

“Fuck, yes!” she stood up and lifted the hem of the T-shirt revealing the dark triangle of her bush. The angry red lips of her slit were easily visible through the wiry hair and the juices coating it were reflecting the light from her webcam back at me.

“God... can I get any more on account?” I asked licking my lips.

“Who knows, maybe I’ll let you feel up my tits...” my camera was still tilted down at my erection which I had begun stroking again when Mel had stood up. “Now put that away or you might have somebody’s eye out. And my Dad will catch me standing here with my fingers in my snatch and he won’t let me attend your funeral!”

Reluctantly I covered my erection and tilted the camera back up as Mel reached for a button below the screen, “I’ll text you if something happens, and I’ll watch over you...” I added before she switched off her speakers. She looked into the camera’s eye as she clicked off the light. It took a couple of seconds for the picture to re-adjust. She stood there still looking at me with a soft smile on her face. She blew me a kiss and I blew one back. I was sure she knew I had as she scrambled over the untidy covers of her bed and slipped beneath them giving me one more flash of her pussy below her ass.

I sat at my screen watching my friend in the dim light, frowning at the terrible picture quality. Her bed was positioned roughly the same as mine with the left side facing the window. Her desk and her laptop sat beneath the window so her entire bed was in view. All the other times we had sat and talked on the webcam and I’d never found the vista of her room so appealing. I simply wanted to crawl through the camera and slip beneath the covers beside her.

About fifteen minutes later the screen brightened as a shaft of light spilled across the apparently sleeping form of Mel. It lasted for about five seconds before once again the camera struggled to adjust. Then a few seconds later the picture went black as the last source of light from the hallway went out. I stayed looking at that blank screen, my eyes and mind waiting till Mel thought it safe to creep back to her laptop. A thin line appeared across the screen and for a moment I was puzzled until I realised it was a reflection from the gap beneath my bedroom door.

Janey and Jack were back.

“Come on, come on,” I urged.

I heard Janey and Jack trying to walk quietly past my room and then her door open. The small panel in the corner of my screen came to life as she turned on the overhead light. It glowed brightly before adjusting and Jack stumbled into view sitting down heavily on the edge of her bed. I was reaching for my phone to text Mel when the rest of the screen came to life. Mel’s dark features cast a ghostly hue across the screen as her own screen lit up her face. She cast a glance to her door and pulled on her headset. “Hey, about time those two showed up... still hard?”

I grinned and looked down pulling open my robe. Old Faithful was as erect as ever, I nodded, “Still wet?”

She lifted her fingers into view; they glistened in the electric blue light, “Very! Have you played with yourself while I was away?”

I shook my head, “No.. but I wanted to.”

Her white teeth shone as she grinned, “I know what you mean; my pussy has been aching to be touched.” The two of us became silent as we watched Jack pull off his boots and Janey move to her bedside and turn on the lamp sitting there. A moment later and she had turned off the main light, leaving the room a softer yellow.

Jack sat on the end of the bed, arms stretched out supporting him as my sister moved around in front of him. “You know, boy, that we could have gone seen your friends tomorrow?” said Janey.

Jack feigned sorrow and replied, “It’s Friday night, sugar, I knew they’d all be down at McGinn’s!”

Janey’s hands rested on her hips as she stood before him with her feet spread wide, “Beer and bullshit or cock and cunt?” she asked. 

“Can’t I have both?” asked Jack with a cheeky grin.

From our point of view we could see Janey was dressed in a leather skirt and matching jacket. Slowly she began to gather up her skirt in her hands, I was breathing hard as the hem rose up her legs and breathed even harder as my eyes flicked to Mel’s image. She had pushed herself back in her chair as far as the lead to her headset would allow. The very top of her head was out of shot but her face and entire torso down to the tops of her thighs was visible. My cock throbbed as I watched her fingertips sliding up and down her wet slit.

I shifted back in my chair, the wheels on the legs seeming to squeak loudly; the cable to my own headset was at full stretch and I opened my robe wide and lifted my feet up onto the edge of my desk mirroring Mel. I watched Mel breathe deeply, her nipples pushing against the fabric of her pink T-shirt. She glanced again at the door to her room and pulled the T-shirt off over her head. I moaned quietly as I saw my best friend completely naked for the first time.

Janey’s bare ass appeared beneath her pulled up skirt, the line of a dark thong separating her ass cheeks. “You want cunt! I want cock!” spoke Janey into my ear.

Jack unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper before pushing down his jeans. An obvious bulge was present within his white boxers. “I can’t see your cunt, hun’!” answered Jack as he stroked his manhood through the cotton of his shorts.

“You show me yours and I’ll show you mine” whispered Mel into my ear. I almost laughed aloud as Janey held her skirt in place and reached into her crotch with her right hand. I stared at the image and looked to the mirror on Janey’s wall but all it showed was her right elbow. I assumed she had pulled her thong away from her slit as Jack pulled down his boxers revealing his erection. I heard a small gasp from Mel and I wasn’t surprised. Jack’s cock, although a lot skinnier than mine, was at least two inches longer, I reckoned. A good nine inches at least.

“I got to ask, and yes, it’s a boy thing,” I whispered, “Width or length?”

I heard a quiet giggle from Mel, “How the fuck would I know, Kev’? I’m still a virgin if you don’t count fruit!” I watched as she slipped a finger inside her slit, “Maybe I should do some comparison research?”

“Have you been a hussy all your life?” I replied.

“So far; now hush and watch the show, fool!” I wondered which show I would prefer and refrained from asking Mel exactly which fruits she had experimented with.

Janey was still stood before Jack, one hand still out of sight but judging by the movement of her arm her fingers seemed to be busy. Jack was running his hand up and down his long cock enjoying his own private (he assumed) show. “Have you missed little Jack?” Janey answered with a nod and let her skirt fall back down as she pulled off her jacket revealing a white blouse beneath.

Jack went to pull up his boxers but my sister dropped to her knees and grasped the cotton material, preventing him from covering his cock. “You know I have!” she answered.

Mel was massaging her breast with one hand as the other played a finger just above her gleaming slit working her clit from side to side. Her breath was laboured, coming in rapid, husky gulps. My own was also laboured as my sister wrapped her hand around her boyfriend’s erection and leant forward, taking the head of his cock in her mouth. Jack fell back on the bed and raised his hips to meet her mouth.

“Oh Janey... I have so missed your mouth” Jack uttered from beyond my sister’s bobbing head. She had her hand wrapped around the base of his cock, twisting it back and forth as her lips sank down to meet her thumb and finger.

In my own head I remembered that mouth taking my entire length into it and smiled to myself thinking that my thicker girth had advantages over Jack’s length. “Thinking of Janey sucking on your cock?” whispered Mel in my ear.

Hearing Mel’s words, words without accusation or prejudice was enough to send me over the edge. My seed shot high into the air splashing across my chest and stomach. “Ohhh... shit!” I moaned loudly. My eyes were closed but I could hear Mel’s breathing become even more ragged and I forced my eyelids open to see her thrusting two fingers rapidly into her pussy. I stared at her fingers flashing back and forth, the pixels trying their best to keep up with her movements. Her left hand was on her small breast, her nipple trapped between her fingers as they pressed into the soft flesh.

She took over a minute to recover from her own orgasm and when she opened her own eyes saw that my cock was still rock-hard. Her eyes trailed up my chest at the wet spots left by my spent seed. She pulled her fingers from her slit, trembling as she did and lifted them up in front of her mouth twisting them back and forth examining the gleaming patina coating them. “Tell me, Kevin, what does your spunk taste like?”

I looked down my chest and gathered a globule of my seed on my finger, the whiteness was fading and it was slowly becoming clear and sucked it off my finger. “Very salty,” I answered.

Mel licked her lips as she lowered her fingers back down to her wide open pussy. She shuddered as I watched her draw her finger slowly over her clit. “Maybe I’d like a taste, sometime...” her fingers on her breast closed inwards, the nails leaving thin pale streaks on her black flesh as they centred in on her nipple and pulled it outwards. “Maybe I’d share a kiss with your sister... after you’d filled her mouth with your spunk...” she released her nipple and it sprang back, tremors rippling across her breast.To continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.