He pulled a lawn chair behind some bushes, out of sight of the windows on the back of the house. The drapes were all drawn anyway but just in case his old man happened to look out for some reason. He'd hardly sat down when he heard muffled sounds coming from the house. Sounded like voices. He crept under the shrubbery to listen. The old man probably just talking on the phone or maybe he had the television on.
Listening hard he managed to locate which room it was coming from. He eased his way closer under Wanda's window. The voices were all excited… one deep so it had to be his dad and one lighter. Wanda was in there with his father! Had to be… who else could it be?
Suddenly Gary froze as his fingers touched the window sill, flattening himself against the white board siding. A ripple of high pitched laughter like a pealing of little silver bells came to his ears so close now. It was Wanda all right. Nobody else laughed that way. Then his father's voice, only it couldn't be! His father couldn't be saying that!
"Move it, baby. God, you're killing me… cut out the God damned teasing… spread those legs and let me at you… I'm gonna fuck you till you can't walk for a week. Huffy!"
Gary's heart was pounding out of his chest and it was hard to breathe. He cupped his hands around his eyes to cut out the sunlight, straining to see into the dim room through the small crack in the drape where it hadn't quite closed.
Oh God! His father was bare ass naked! Gary could see his hairy legs and buttocks as he was bending over the bed. She was laughing as she kicked out to rid herself of white panties which clung damply to her ankles. Gary saw his father reach down and pull the panties off her feet and fling them down. Wanda was as naked now as his father. Oh Jesus Christ! There wasn't a stitch on that naked writhing body, tanned except for pale patches over the breasts and a narrow white strip across her lower belly where the bikini had shielded her skin from the sun. Gary felt as though he were going to choke and retch and die of excitement! Wanda was the first real live naked girl he'd ever seen in the flesh! The firmly ripened breasts were tipped with rosy points of nipples and the slim waist flowed into curved hips and long shapely thighs. Between those thighs he could see the pale sandy pubic hair and then as she slowly writhed like a snake on the bed, her legs opened and he could see the hair fringed pussy mouth, pink and pulsing. Oh God a' mighty! His hands grew white and the fingertips pained something terrible as he gripped the edge of the sill with all his strength.
He wanted to bolt over the edge of the window and fling himself into the widespread naked girl and bury his own aching cock into her moistly opened, expectant cunt. His breath was coming in such ragged pants now that he thought sure they would hear him. He tried to force himself to breathe through his nose but his mouth was a desert and his tongue a bloated parched thing that kept flopping out of his mouth.
As Gary looked from his hiding place he could see between his father's legs. He could see the pulsing rubbery tip of his cock grazing the soft velvet flesh of Wanda's vagina. He almost called out from the window, begging her to save herself while there was still time, but one look at the rapturous expression on his young aunt's face stilled the warning in his throat. Seeing the thick rod of male flesh rubbing against the swollen pink cuntal lips, Gary wondered again why the girl showed no fear. Christ! Gary knew that the hard, club-like instrument was too large to ever fit, even by force, into the narrow opening of Wanda's tiny cuntal passage. Still, she seemed willing, almost frantic, to have the huge masculine phallus thrust into her.
Gary watched breathlessly as his father eased forward, as if to ease the pain of the initial thrust. But the mouth of the girl's cunt seemed to be clasping and reaching at his shaft, as if to suck the rock-hard flesh up into her. The girl's hips began a desperate rotation up against his loins until her legs, without warning, snaked out wide on either side of his father's body, her calves locking against the back of his thighs, pulling him closer to her.
Little mewling noises came from deep in the girl's throat as his father deftly wedged his enormous cock into her vulnerable open pussy, accompanying each thrust with a loud bestial grunt. Gradually he levered into her, the length of the giant angry red pole disappearing between the tender pink folds of Wanda's moist hair-lined opening, while she shamelessly ground her entire body up against him.
As the man slid his wet gleaming cock in and out of the soft cavern of the girl's hair-lined slit, Gary viewed the scene, his mouth agape in amazement. The young girl on the bed had winced in pain, but only at the initial penetration, and now the great male cock invaded her rhythmically like a drill tunneling deep into her belly, drawing muted moans of ecstasy from her lust-contorted lips.
As he watched, his emotions were a mingling of excitement and disgust. Gary felt as though he was going to cream in his shorts just from watching. At that moment he could have killed his father joyfully and taken his place.
Inside the window, the couple were gasping and panting in delight as the man began to rock more violently in and out of the girl's now hot and steaming pussy. His young aunt began a series of lurid gyrations, swaying her buttocks in long sensuous circular motions to accommodate the long thick cock fucking into her.
"Ooooooh, darling, please, fuck it hard! Fuck me harder!" Gary heard the girl gasp. Almost unaware of his own actions, Gary's hand was rubbing his bulging penis frantically. He knew that his excited reaction to the spectacle was horrible, debasing, but somehow he couldn't stop – not while the animal grunts from the room filled his ears with their carnal symphony of licentious lust.
The young boy watched spellbound, as the girl's eyes opened and closed in a lost glaze of passion. His father's balls were slapping wetly against the girl's raised buttocks, and he slammed brutally into her moist red slit, burying his cock to the hilt with every thrust. Shivers of lewd delight surged through Gary's nerve ends as he realized that this was a madness he had never known – a total surrender to the lure of the flesh. He screwed his hand down hard against his throbbing cock, trying desperately to imagine that he, too, was pumping into that soft little pussy.
Suddenly, the young girl's body arched stiffly in spastic irregular movements, and his father clasped his hand tightly over her mouth to muffle the scream of exquisite pleasure that rasped from her throat. Filled with concern for Wanda's safety, Gary watched, until he realized that the girl was not in pain but in the throes of unbearable pleasure. Overwhelmed by the sight of the girl's body being wracked by the monstrous wave of emotion, he shrank back from the window, afraid that he had no right to intrude on such a moment. But as harsh masculine moans came to his ears, he leaned back to the sill and saw his father still ramming fiercely into the girl, the muscles of his buttocks and thighs standing out from the exertion.
"I'm cumming… aah!" he gasped as his body drove on.
Gary saw the thick pole swelling and lurching in the girl's hungry vagina as his father began spewing hot sperm deep up into Wanda's hot slippery passage. Finally, with an empty groan, the man rolled from between the girl's thighs to lie exhausted beside her.
Gary was furious with frustration, as his own passion was so near its crest. Oblivious to the rules of propriety or dignity, he strained at the huge bulge between his legs, shucking himself. His body quivered and shook and he felt the hot warmth seep through his pants.
"Hey, do you hear something? Do you think anyone was watching us?" Gary heard the girl whisper inside the window. He heard the soft words as if from a great distance as his cum pumped out in sexual frenzy.
"Well, if someone was, they got a good show!" his father laughed. The bushes rustled quietly as the limp and shaken boy slipped away from the hiding place.