Brian held his breath as he peered inside his house from behind the tree row. He dared not make a sound, lest he draw attention to himself...and to what he was doing.
He never imagined that after his nightly jog through town he would find himself where he was. He definitely preferred running at nighttime. It was cooler, there was less traffic on the streets, and he had noticed one additional benefit: the ability to see inside people's houses late at night. He had, on more than one occasion, caught a glimpse of someone walking around naked inside their house. He had even managed to spy upon a young, beautiful lady in the heat of self-pleasure.
* * *
He had damned near tripped over his own feet that time. He had just rounded a corner in the secluded Whittington Oaks residential addition. It was roughly midnight, and all the other lights on the street were dark already, so the light coming from a side window of a lovely little Cape Cod had caught his eye. As he approached the house, he had taken notice of the light, and gazed into the window.
He realized that he was looking into the bedroom window, as he could see a large dresser, mirror and bed. He was about to continue jogging on by when his eye caught a movement. As he slowed his pace, he saw a flash of long blond hair that tapered down to a tanned, round ass and thighs. He blinked, thinking that he was hallucinating, but when he opened his eyes, she had turned around, giving him the full Monty view of her pussy. Brian stopped dead in his tracks.
Looking around for anyone else who may have been watching, he saw no one. His hands were trembling, his breath still heavy from his run. Curiosity and adrenaline got the better of him, and he silently glided into the yard beside the house. There was a small fir tree about eight feet away from the window, and he crouched behind it. What he saw inside kept his attention like a moth to a flame.
The blond woman he had glimpsed was completely naked. She was young, probably late 20's to early thirties, and absolutely stunning to Brian. She had huge, high breasts with dark brown nipples the size of silver dollars, which were standing out from her tits at full attention. She was moving around in her bedroom, obviously preparing to go to bed. She had left the window open, and the cool air had obviously tweaked her nipples into full alert.
Brian felt a stirring in his jogging shorts, followed shortly by a straining feeling against the fabric. As he continued to watch the girl in the window, he could her humming to the stereo in the background. She closed her eyes and started to gently sway with the song, moving her tanned hips back and forth. She began to run her hands up the sides of her body, leading a trail from her hips up her rib cage, then across the underside of her luscious tits. As her fingers trailed under her nipples, she reached up with her thumb and forefinger and began tweaking her nipples.
This had gotten Brian way too excited by this point. His cock was practically ready to let itself out of his shorts, and by this point he had been lightly stroking it absentmindedly. Not being able to stand it anymore, Brian pushed aside his shorts and let his cock spring free. It was already leaking precum out of the tip, so he began to slide his hand up and down, spreading the lubrication all around.
As he continued to watch the girl in the window, she had gone from lightly tweaking her nipples to roughly pulling on them with her right hand. Her left hand had slid down to her cunt, which Brian could now see was completely engorged and aroused, topped off with a pubic mound that was nicely trimmed into a "V" shape. She began to rub and pull faster, and Brian could tell that she was about ready to cum. He began to pull on his cock, matching her movements with his stroking.
Finally, the girl leaned back against the dresser and began to plunge two fingers in and out of her dripping cunt. She began to moan, increasing her tempo and intensity on her motions, until finally she threw her head back with a scream. She quickly removed her fingers from her cunt and ground them against her clit, and as Brian watched her bring herself to the brink of an orgasm, he too was about ready to explode. What he saw next he never forgot.
About 5 seconds after she had taken her dripping fingers out of her cunt and began to rub her clit, she suddenly spread her legs and gripped the edge of the dresser with her free hand. She screamed out, and suddenly Brian saw a gush of liquid came squirting out from her pussy in a stream that went about 2 feet out. She began to shake her blond mane back and forth, continuing to gush out an amazing orgasm that lasted for a half-minute.
This was too much for Brian - he had heard about women having squirting orgasms, but seeing one right before his eyes pushed him over the edge. He felt his balls tighten, his breath catch, and then his own cum started shooting out. He was cumming so hard that he almost fell over when he had squeezed out the last drop of his juices. He caught himself of a branch of the tree, but in that process, it snapped another branch. The blonde lady suddenly stood up and looked around at the sound. Brian quickly stuffed his still swollen cock back into his shorts and sprinted back to the street, taking a path leading back in the direction that he had been coming from. He risked a quick glance back at the girl's window to see that she was walking over to her window to peer out, but by that point, Brian had become a shadow in the night.
* * *
Brian had kept up with his voyeuristic activities since then, and had never gotten caught. However, nothing had really matched the intensity of that night until tonight.
Since Brian had come home from his second year of college for the summer, he had noticed that something had changed about his sister, Amanda. At some point, Amanda had gone from being his annoying, bratty little sister to a more mature and attractive creature. She was 18, a senior, and was heavily involved in school activities. She, like Brian, also enjoyed running, so she had the smooth, supple body of an athlete. Amanda had also been blessed with long, straight dark hair that came to the middle of her back and piercing green eyes, almost the color of jade. Her teenage skin blemishes had cleared up finally, and her self-confidence was strong enough that she carried herself in a more mature manner.
She had gone to pick up Brian at the airport when he had come back from college, and he almost hadn't recognized her, the change had been so drastic. In fact, when he got off the terminal ramp, his eye had been drawn to the long, dark mane, thinking about what a hottie that one must be. When she finally approached him, his jaw almost bounced off the tarmac when he realized it was his own sister. She had run up to him, seeing the expression on his face, laughing!
She gave him a big hug, and kissed him on his cheek. As she pulled slowly away, his mouth was still agape. She asked him if he had recognized her, and Brian told her that he had noticed her, but he didn't realize that it was his sister when he did! She smiled, gave him another kiss on the cheek, right beside his mouth, and said that she was glad to have surprised him. She also said that she would have to ask what was running thru his mind before he realized it was her someday. Brian blushed, gave her a crooked smile, and told that she didn't want to know. She grinned back at him, held his gaze for a few seconds, and told him not to be so sure about that.
From that point, Brian had been very aware of Amanda's newfound image. He found himself sneaking glances at her when she would come in from her run. She would come back to the house, her long dark hair tied back in a pony-tail with a few wisps of hair that had become stuck to her long neck. She usually wore a t-shirt, and it would be completely soaked by the time she returned, so that her nipples would pop right out once she stepped inside the air conditioning. He could tell by his furtive glances that she had huge nipples, as they would stick out through the sports bra, through the t-shirt and still stick out about a quarter of an inch. Every now and then she would catch him sneaking a peak, and she would just smile and walk into the bathroom for a shower. Brian went to bed more and more often thinking about his sister's new spirit and sensuality, then when the image of her rock-hard nipples jutting out entered his mind, he would jerk himself off, sometimes twice.
He would imagine his sister, naked in front of the mirror, just like his first encounter that night long ago. He imagined himself caressing and kissing every inch of her body, burying his face in her pussy, making her come all over his face like the blond lady had done. However, he had never had the opportunity to see her naked yet, although he began to think more and more that his sister wanted him to see all of her glory.
That brought Brian to where he was tonight.
