Free Spying On My Sister by Jamie Klaire Page B

holding one in each hand, his mouth giving
equal time to both. He breaks just long enough to look up at her,
and I hear him say, clear as day, "Damn you have nice tits," and he
goes right back to work.
    He pulls a tad bit away from her, looks again
at her tits, and I watch as his tongue then draws circles around
her hard nipple. My sister leans farther back on the truck, arching
her back. As his mouth is still tasting and sucking, his hands
slide down over her ass. He gives her ass a squeeze or two, and his
hands travel lower down her thighs. As his hands come back up to
grab her ass again, I gasp when I notice that he has dragged her
very short skirt the rest of the way up her thighs, and her skirt
is soon around her waist. He presses between her legs and I think,
'Oh no, they are going to do it right here, standing up between the
truck and a car.'
    But no, he backs up from her again. I can see
space between them for just a second. His mouth leaves her tits,
and his hands slide up from her ass to sit around her waist. The
pirate and the black cat look at each other for a breath, and in
one quick movement she kicks off her shoes as he grabs her tighter
around her waist and boosts her up so that she is sitting on the
hood of the truck, skirt still jacked up and twisted around her,
breasts still bared to the world, bouncing a bit from the abrupt
landing.
    All I can think at this moment is, "God I
hope that pirate owns that truck."
    Before I can form another thought, he has
pressed close to Katie again, Katie now sitting on the hood with
her legs wrapped around his waist and his mouth is again sucking
and pulling on her nipples. As I watch, Katie leans back onto her
elbows on the hood of the truck, brings her feet up, one on each
side of him, and plants her feet on the car behind him. He
accommodates her obvious invitation, and his head dips down between
her legs and his hands slide under her hips. I watch in shock,
warmth starting to spread between my thighs as I watch a pirate
kiss my sister, his face buried deep between her legs.
    At this point I actually laugh out loud,
saying to myself, "Are they really..?"
    Before I can find out, another small group
exits the nearby dorms and heads toward the parking lot. I guess
Katie hears them because he quickly helps my sister down from the
truck. She adjusts her clothing, slides back into her shoes, and
once again, arm in arm, they make their way farther back into the
parking lot toward the indoor pool building.
    Before I can second guess myself and change
my mind, I am out of my car, following my sister toward the pool
house. I catch the door the second before it clangs shut and slide
inside the building, following the now echoing sounds of my drunk
sister's giggles.
    The building smells strongly of chlorine, and
seems to be empty. Office doors are closed and dark behind the
glass, and I make my way slowly toward the sound of my sister and
the rumbling voice of the pirate.
    I spot them, out in the open, standing beside
a table surrounded by chairs, a few feet away from the pool. I
think about announcing myself, before I gets caught spying, but
when the pirate reaches again for my sister, pulling her close,
kissing her hard as his hands wander behind her, under her skirt, I
jump back, startled.
    I stand, peeking around the corner at them
instead. I swallow hard, watching the pirate's hands slide around
under my sister's skirt. With Katie facing away from me, and the
pirate's hands moving urgently, I catch a glimpse of what my sister
is wearing under that skirt. A small, black thong, the string
nestled between Katie's bare buttocks, flashes with every squeeze
of the pirate's hand.
    A computer noise beep-beeps somewhere behind
me, making me jump. Someone is coming. The door I snuck through
earlier opened and closed down the hall with a soft thud.
    'Crap, we are all going to get caught. Them
for being in here, and me for spying.'
    Panicked, I grabbed the door knob of the
nearest dark