My name is Alex, and this story happened when I was sixteen years old. My older sister, Heather, was so fucking gorgeous and sexy. I know thinking of my own sister in that way is kind of twisted, but I can't help it. Nor can I help peeping on her. The night before, I was watching her, like always. I saw her take off her shirt and her jeans fall to the floor. As I watched her, with her short, dark hair, voluptuous figure,...

It was hot, sweaty night that night. It's always really hot around here this time of year. Our parents were out of town, and me and my sister (at eighteen, a year younger than me) were watching TV. Even with the lights off and the air conditioning on full blast, it was like an oven in there, and we were both completely drenched in sweat, so much so our clothes were completely soaked. Finally, my sister had enough of this....

Since starting college I moved to the city to live with my brother Billy, who is a couple years older than me (I'm nineteen). Since then, we've had a fairly standard roommate-type relationship. At least, that's what I thought... As usual Billy was at work and I jumped on his computer to some songs from his itunes, onto my Kindle. I was looking for the folder he keeps that stuff in, when I stumbled on one labelled "Jenny"....

Alex walked up the hill towards his older sister's house. He and Heather had always been close, even though they didn't see each other that often, but it had recently gotten awkward for him. He'd started to remember when he was sixteen, and he would peep on her. It definitely wasn't curiosity; he felt a sexual attraction toward her. He now realized these feelings had never really died, but it was more than that. Heather h...

I have a sister a couple of years older than me. When I was about sixteen, I started peeping on her. I wasn't terribly discreet about it however, and occasionally got caught. She would yell at me, but didn't do much beyond that. Finally, though, she got fed up, and told our parents. What she said to them was basically that I was just curious, and it would be for both our good if I was moved somewhere farther away from her...

Johnny got home from work, to find his sister, Katie, had arrived a few minutes before him."Hey, Bro, how was work?" Katie was thirty-two, 5'5", with short, dark hair, and a curvy shape to her, especially her large, natural tits. She worked in a garage, fixing cars, something she'd always been good at, ever since middle school, when she used to work on their dad's old car."Oh, you know. Same old same old." Bobby was twent...