Peephole In The Family Room

This story is pure fiction written to explore sexual fantasies without the moral and ethical constraints of real life. It purposefully ignores real world consequences of unprotected sex with multiple random partners. In your non-fiction life, you should obviously take suitable precautions and treat people with respect.

All characters are over 18 years old.

CW: This story contains some depictions of taboo themes and heteroflexibility.

If you are not legal age to read erotic fiction, please leave now and do not continue reading. For everyone else, I hope that you enjoy it and have fun. Constructive feedback is welcome.

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I could hear the music thrumming from the family room, some kind of trance beat accompanying the smell of pot wafting through the basement. It was the middle of the day, and I was in my bedroom, cutting work to play 'Ocarina of Time'. My sister Trish was home from college, which was interfering with my routines in truly annoying ways.

For instance, my habit of sitting on the well-padded leather couch in the family room while I watched porn and jacked off was constantly being interrupted or pre-empted by my sister's habit of using the family room to get away from our parents. She had been arguing with them a lot since her return from school as she chafed at their rules and curfews. I got the sense that her time in the college dorms had been much freer than our extremely strait-laced parents would tolerate.

I knew Trish was probably up to something mom and dad wouldn't approve of, but I didn't really pay attention in my eagerness to get back to my latest game addiction. I was just reminded once again how inconvenient it was to have a selfish older sister who never had any thought for how she disrupted my life.

After about a half hour, the volume of the music went down a bit and I could hear muffled voices coming from the family room. It sounded like laughter and banter, though I couldn't make out the details. The fact that Trish had company piqued my curiosity, and my thoughts went to the small hole I had carved in the wall behind the water heater.

Trish monopolizing the family room was nothing new. Before she went to college, when her friends stayed over for movie nights, they took over the whole basement and I was basically confined to my room. Of course, I was pissed off and I wanted to find out why I couldn't even go upstairs for snacks once they had started. So, I began to work on a little peephole, and after a week I had made myself a hidden viewport in the laundry room that faced the couch from just behind the TV.

Most of what I saw from my spy nest was boring as fuck: my sister and two or three friends giggling about how much junk food they were eating and how hard they would have to work out to keep the pounds off or sighing over the stupid romcom they were watching.

But every once and a while her friend Shannon would come over. She had curly red hair and a curvy body that I knew from my eavesdropping was the envy of my sister and her other friends. Shannon had a dirty mouth and a mind to match it, so if she were over, the conversations were a lot more interesting.

And one golden night, just before Trish went to college, truth or dare turned into Shannon, Trish, and Jackie spending a good part of the night French kissing each other and ended with Jackie sucking Shannon's tits while Trish looked on, her hand moving with a conspicuous rhythm under the blanket.

This scene and a few other moments of innuendo were, and let's face it, continue to be, potent fuel for my jack off fantasies. As all this drifted through my mind, I realized I had dropped my game controller and was already padding down the carpeted hallway. I slipped into the laundry room and silently placed a folding stool on the floor near my peephole. I thought I might catch a glimpse of Trish or one of her friends sitting in a revealing position or wearing something tight, but I was not ready for what I saw.

My older sister was standing in the centre of the room, her jeans and panties pulled down to her knees, sandwiched between two guys whose hands and mouths were roaming freely over her lithe body. A third guy stood up from the couch, having finished lighting a joint and moved to the grinding trio. They passed the smoke between them while Trish went to work unzipping pants.

The guy behind her slipped his hand between her legs and she grinned lewdly, turning her head to kiss him. The guy in front leaned forward and pulled her lacy white bra open, revealing her smallish breasts capped by puffy and swollen pink nipples. He sucked them lavishly while his buddy rubbed her pussy.

The third guy moved in, his hands on her waist and she reached down and began stroking him while he took deep tokes on the joint. These guys were much older than Trish, probably in their mid-thirties at least, and I wondered briefly where she had met them, but that speculation disappeared into thin air as the third guy guided my sister to her knees.

They stood around her as she looked up at them. She was partially blocked from my view, but I could see her reach up, her arm moving slowly, taking first one, then another of their cocks in her hands. She moved to the one who had been behind her, a medium height blonde guy with broad shoulders who probably used to be an athlete. She reverently stroked his dick and slid the cowl of foreskin back, her eyes hungrily roaming over it, her thumb and fingers not quite meeting around the shaft.

"Fuck, I've been waiting for this thick cock again," she growled then parted her lips and stretched them almost grotesquely over the bulbous head. He sighed and placed his hand on Trish's brown hair, guiding her deeper onto his meat. The other two guys shifted, and she took each in her hands stroking them as she blew their buddy.

I had a very good view now and could see that the other two were also well endowed, one being significantly longer, though not as thick, and the other being close to the same girth but average length. Mine was not as big as any of the other three but was just as hard as I reached into my jogging pants and started lightly stroking myself.

My sister moved from one to the next, expertly sucking and licking the length of each one, taking them to the base and back with little trouble. Clearly, she had picked up a few things while she was away at college. As she arrived back at the first guy, he grabbed her ponytail and shoved in hard and fast, fucking her mouth like a sex toy. Trish gagged and slobbered on his assaulting prick, her hand instantly dropping between her thighs, rubbing herself furiously. She's into rough stuff, I thought to myself as I gripped my cock a little harder.

"Get on the couch," the blonde guy ordered after a particularly long and deep thrust, "put that little ass in the air." My sister complied immediately, crawling up on the sofa with her back arched sharply and her head on the seat cushion.

Her pussy was in full view, cupped between her soft thighs and the curve of her buttocks, the labia hanging, crinkly, completely hairless and drooling. Her pink nail-polished fingers appeared and rubbed the slick lips, then spread them open slightly. I had a perfect view of my sister's soaking cooze, presented as if in a centrefold as she pushed two fingers inside herself.

"Do you like this tight little pussy?" she whispered coyly. My breath caught as it seemed like she was talking directly to me. The answer was yes, I definitely liked what I saw, and I didn't care at that moment that she was my flesh and blood. I would have crawled on my hands and knees to worship that beautiful pussy if I thought I could get away with it.

"Do you want to fill it up with your big, hard cocks?" she asked innocently. The tall one with the long cock chuckled and started to line himself up, but the blonde guy pushed him out of the way, gripped my sister's slim hips and jammed himself inside her in one thrust.

She let out a squeal like a stuck pig, but he pushed her face deeper into the couch, muffling her cries. He started ramming her hard and fast, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her waist. After a few seconds she started humping and grinding her ass back on him, matching his rough cadence.

The tall guy seemed a little frustrated that his buddy had cut in line, and so he climbed onto the back of the couch, his bare feet on either side of her head. He had shucked off the rest of his clothes and I had to admit his lean, dark-skinned body looked pretty good as he towered over my sister's slight form. He gently lifted her shoulders up until her face was close to crotch level then slowly fed her his cock.

I could hear her muffled gagging as the tall guy bottomed out in my sister's throat. He tried to ease it in slowly, but his buddy was pounding her relentlessly, forcing her to take bigger and bigger gulps. She didn't seem to mind. Her hips gyrated and twisted on the fat cock banging her pussy while she avidly milked the long member in her mouth.

My cock was oozing steadily, and I knew I didn't have long before I blasted all over the utility room wall. I tried to regulate my stroking speed, but my hand seemed to have a mind of its own, compulsively speeding up as I watched my sister get double teamed on our family room couch. I bit my lip to stifle a moan as the third guy slipped up under her, playing with her nipples and sucking her tits.

I almost fell off the stool when I heard a girl's voice pipe up from directly below my peep hole.

"Ok, Jason, turn her over so Darren can get in there," she said. The voice sounded familiar, a slightly husky purr, with the edge of a giggle, as if everything she said was slightly amusing to her. I leaned forward and to the right as much as I could, trying to catch a glimpse of the fifth person in the room. All I could see was a few locks of curly red hair.

The idea that one of Trish's friends was giving orders as she got fucked by three guys drove me wild. Now that my attention was diverted to this newcomer, I noticed that she held my parents' camcorder and was literally directing my sister in a sex tape. Suddenly everything fell into place.

Shannon, always the naughty influence, was in the room with my sister, recording the debauchery for who knows what purpose - although I knew what I would use it for if I could ever get my hands on it. Shannon interrupted my thoughts with her next comment.

"That's it, Darren, shove that fat cock up her ass," she urged. My eyes shot back to the couch in time to see the guy with the shorter thick dick wiggle onto the couch under Trish. He was slowly jacking his cock which was greased up with something like Vaseline. My jaw dropped as he aimed it up under my sister.

Trish leaned back and spread her cheeks for him, lightly bouncing up and down to work the wide bell head into her tiny hole. Jason, the blonde guy, stopped thrusting momentarily but kept the tip of his cock in her pussy. She moaned loudly as Darren pushed in deeper, more than half his length now lodged in her bunghole. Trish was squeezing and pulling her little titties as she determinedly pushed down on the invading prick.

Jason lost patience and rammed himself back into her, forcing her the rest of the way onto Darren's invader. She howled and her eyes rolled back as she started to get fucked in both her holes.

"Fuck, that's so good," Shannon muttered, and I could see her lean forward slightly, zooming in on the action. My hand was now a blur on my cock, my self-restraint evaporating in the heat of what I was watching. Never in my most perverted dreams did I ever think I would get to see something like this. I was so close to blasting a huge load, my eyes glued to the sight of my big sister getting double penetrated by two much older guys.

The tall guy, momentarily left out of the fun, approached Shannon, his long dark cock swinging at half-mast. I now had a close-up myself as he rubbed his dickhead over Shannon's lips. She bent out of view for a moment, then I noticed that she had placed the camera on a small tripod.

"Feeling left out Tod?" She giggled.

The peephole was now completely blocked with a profile view of Shannon sucking the long cock down her throat. Trish had seemed comfortable enough with dick in her mouth, but Shannon was an artist, lavishing her lips, tongue, and throat over the shaft, easily taking it to the base and holding it there for several seconds. Each time she backed off he was harder, until it was like a steel spike aimed at the ceiling.

Tod stepped away and Shannon leaned back against the wall so that I was now looking over her shoulder. Her arm was moving rhythmically, and I could guess that she was playing with herself as she watched my sister getting pounded between the hammer and the anvil.

Jason started jamming himself into Trish hard and fast, and it seemed like he was going to blow deep in her pussy. At the last second, he pulled out and awkwardly slid up her torso, jacking himself until he began to shoot ropes of cum over my sister's pretty face and tits. He purposefully turned and dumped the last few splatters on Darren's face, then staggered off and collapsed on the couch.

Trish and Darren started rocking faster and faster, their mutual cum bath seeming to drive them to new heights. Tod approached and hooked Trish's ankles over his shoulders, ramming in savagely, pinning her against Darren's torso. All three of them began to buck and shake, my sister ululating incoherently.

"Fuck my tight little holes... big fuckin' cocks... give me fuckin... cu, cu, CUMMMMMMM!!!" she screamed. I obeyed and sprayed the wall in front of me, my own thighs, and several pulsing globs through the peephole onto Shannon's shoulder. She glanced quizzically at the wall, then grinned evilly as she noticed the hole.

She licked her lips then turned back to the scene on the couch. I watched in a daze as the two guys plugging my sister also followed her orders, their semen seeping out around their cocks which were still deep in her receptacles. Tod pulled out with a wet squelch and Trish's pussy gushed, spraying clear liquid all over his legs and the family room carpet.

Trish eased herself off Darren then turned and began to make out with him. Their mouths were all over each other, kissing and licking up the deposit made by Jason, savoring it and sharing the load between them. I had never seen anything even remotely like that before and I was a little puzzled when my cock began to stir again.

Shannon stood up and moved the camera in for a close-up while Jason and Tod shared another joint. She was wearing tight sweatpants and a burgundy tank top that did nothing to stop the jiggle of her large breasts as she bent and craned around for the best shots. I was rubbing myself again, disappointed that my sister's friend hadn't joined in the fun more actively.

Finally, Trish and Darren collapsed together, and Shannon passed them some water. Another joint went around, and soon all five of them were all sprawled on the couch basking in the afterglow. I took the opportunity to slink out of the laundry room and back to my bedroom, my mind spinning and my cock still throbbing with what I had seen.

***

I must have dozed off because I awoke as my bed moved with the weight of someone sitting on it. Startled, I sat up, suddenly very conscious that I had shucked off my clothes and rubbed out another load before falling asleep. Shannon ran her black nails over my belly and scooped up some of the sticky remains.

"Did you enjoy the show, pervert?" she giggled, pushing her finger into my mouth. "I knew it would be hot to film Trish in her parent's house, but I didn't count on the 'little brother' angle." She trailed her hands over my chest tweaking my nipples hard. "Too bad I didn't know, I could have arranged a real surprise for your parents on that tape," she chuckled to herself.

"Wha... what do you mean?" I choked out as her hand moved down to my balls. I was rock hard again, but a little self-conscious since I wasn't nearly as big as Jason, Tod or Darren. She smiled evilly, fingertip lightly rubbing my precum over my shaft.

"This whole little production is for your parents' benefit. Trish is moving with me to California, that's why she's been fighting with them so much. For some reason, they think I'm a bad influence," she snickered. "We're going to leave a copy of that tape in their camcorder as a big 'fuck you' before we leave."

I gulped at the thought of the fallout from that move. My conservative parents would go nuclear if they found something like that. Then something else occurred to me.

"Copy?" I ventured. My cock pulsed in her light grip. Her grin went sly, and she leaned in close to whisper in my ear.

"Want a copy for yourself, little brother?" she asked. I didn't have to answer. I came in her hand.

Shaking her head ruefully, she stood up from the bed and pulled her sweatpants off. Her auburn bush was neatly trimmed to reveal her glistening pussy. She knelt on my twin bed and straddled my chest. The smell of her pussy was like a drug, a disorienting haze that filled my nostrils with intoxicating spice.

"You're going to have to buy it like everyone else," she said, slowly sliding herself toward my face. "I already have a distributer lined up. Your sister's tight little twat is going to make me a lot of money. There is nothing that horny slut won't do for me - nothing that I've found yet anyway." She pushed her pelvis forward and buried my face in her drenched cunt.

Light disappeared and sound muted between her soft thighs, I could barely hear her muse to herself.

"I guess we could find out how far she'll go," her hips ground onto my face, "maybe little brother would like to visit us in sunny California...?"