Kathy Andrews: Peeking on the family

Honey imagined herself being fucked by a cock and forced to suck another, and suddenly she came again. Her legs turned to water and she slipped down until she was sitting on the floor of the bathroom. The cock was still in her mouth.

After a long time she put the rubber cock back in the drawer of the nightstand next to her bed.

The night was very warm, and she curled up on her bed. She drew her knees up to her sweet titties and cupped a hand between her thighs, holding her cunt. She closed her eyes after turning off the light and tried to blot out the tormenting images of hard, thick cocks, all of them trying to get into her cunt and mouth at the same time.

When morning came, she found it was almost ten o'clock when she woke up. Naked, she went about preparing herself a light breakfast. Honey loved to be naked in her small apartment, with the idea in her mind that someone was peeking at her. She had wanted a downstairs apartment for that very reason, but the upper one was all that had been available at the time.

Not only did Honey love to watch other people, but she burned with the desire to be seen, too. Honey knew she was an exhibitionist long before she became aware of wanting to look.

Ever since junior high school, she had been showing her body off to anyone brave enough to peek at her. She would sit in such a way that men could peek up her dresses, and she would always dress in a manner so that was possible.

Honey was all woman enjoying, the feminine sensation of not only looking like a lady but her actions showed she was a lady, too. No one, looking at her, would suspect the all-consuming fires that burned so hotly within her body and mind.

After breakfast, she washed the dishes and wondered what she would do with herself during the long day. She could not go peeking in windows in daylight, because she would surely be caught. She could hardly wait for darkness to arrive, anticipating the excitement of catching someone fucking or sucking. Sometimes she would go to the park and peer at the bushes, hoping to see some teenagers fucking.

So far she had no luck.

She finally dressed in a pleated skirt and snow-white blouse. After a moment's thought, she removed her bra and looked at herself in the mirror. Her pink nipples protruded against the thin blouse, and the faint shadow of them could be seen. She took her purse and hung the strap over her shoulder, then left her apartment.

With her honey-blonde hair bouncing about her shoulders, she walked the short distance to the park, her pleated skirt swinging and molding to her fine, long thighs.

Entering the park, she strolled about slowly, disappointed that there was hardly anyone there. Of course it was the middle of the week, and the men would be working. But she felt there should be some teenagers there. However, there were only a few and they had a football game going. Now and then she passed a pretty teenage girl.

Walking off the gravel path onto the grass, Honey sat beneath a tree, leaning against the trunk. She closed her eyes and began with her favorite pastime – thinking of sex.

She pulled her knees up to her titties, resting her chin on her knees. She allowed her erotic thoughts to flow freely, and felt her cunt starting to throb. It was such a delicious feeling as she sat there. Her clitoris swelled inside her panties, and she knew she was getting wet.

She felt as if she were being looked at. She opened her eyes. About twenty feet away was a young boy sprawled on his stomach, his chin propped in his hands, looking right at her. With a flush on her pretty face, Honey knew where he was looking. Her pleated skirt had fallen back on her uplifted thighs, and the boy could, she very well knew, see her thighs and very likely the crotch of her panties. A sudden stab of pleasure went through her. Again she placed her cheek on her knees, not letting the boy know she had caught him looking. She remained in that position, letting the boy look all he wanted. Then something came to her. The boy had looked vaguely familiar to her.

Honey looked at him, trying to place the boy. Then it came to her with sudden clarity. He was the boy she had seen jacking off with the centerfold picture. He lived in the house where she had watched his parents fucking.

For a moment she giggled to herself, then amusement turned into excitement as her erotic imagination took over. With the boy gazing steadily at her, Honey shifted her legs, wanting him to have a good look.

The boy was now pretending disinterest, but she saw the slit of his eyes watching her. Honey now made certain he could peek up her dress. Her thighs were half exposed, and the crotch of her panties was obviously seen by him now. Just as the boy was doing, Honey pretended she was unaware of what he could see. She could see his ass moving slightly, and in her mind she saw his cock, throbbingly hard, grinding against the grass.

Just as things were becoming interesting to her, a little girl came up to the boy. The boy reluctantly got to his feet. Honey noticed immediately the bulge in his pants. The boy whispered something to the girl and Honey saw them both glance at her. The girl giggled as she took the boy's hand.

Honey watched them leave. The girl was very pretty, with auburn hair tied in a ponytail. She was wearing a sunsuit and she had long, slender thighs sweetly tanned.

Sighing, Honey got up and left the park, walking slowly back to her apartment. She developed a mental picture of the boy and girl, and she became intensely aroused. By the time she arrived home, her cunt was pulsating wildly and her titties seemed very swollen.

Honey stripped naked and moved about the room, feeling her pussy as the erotic pictures flowed in her mind. She could hardly wait for night, for the darkness that would allow her to go out and peek in windows.

The rest of the day was spent in erotic suspense, and when she felt it was dark enough to venture onto the sidewalk, she dressed again. Tonight Honey did something different. Feeling very wicked and deliciously excited, she went out of her apartment in a dress, totally naked underneath.

She strolled about the quiet neighborhood, a slight cooling breeze beneath her skirt, but not at all cooling the heat of her bubbling cunt.

Fuck… fuck…fuck. The word tumbled through her mind as she moved along the dark sidewalk. She had her destination picked out already, and when she arrived, she saw the light in the bedroom window. But when she peeked in, the room was empty. Again she saw the light coming from the patio glass doors, and once more she slipped between the bush and the house.

The boy was there, and so was the girl she had seen with him in the park. Now, looking closer at them, she realized they were brother and sister. She wondered if the parents were home.

The boy moved close to his sister and took her hand, placing it directly on his crotch. Honey almost gasped with excitement. Incest! A sudden tremor of pleasure shot through her as she sat on her heels, peeking in at them.

The girl must have giggled. Honey was disappointed she could not hear. The doors were closed and the soft hum of an air conditioner could be heard. But she didn't really need to hear to know what this brother and sister were doing.

The girl pulled at her brother's pants as he stood there. Honey watched with burning eyes when the girl began to jack on her brother's hard cock. The girl was perhaps a year younger than the boy, and that made it more exciting to Honey. Her cunt was boiling as she watched, finding this more exciting than anything she had so far seen.

Suck his cock! Honey's mind screamed at the little girl. Take that big cock in your mouth and suck it! Please, suck your brother's cock… make him come! Make his cock come in your hot little mouth!

But apparently the little girl had different ideas. She released her brother's cock and stripped her sunsuit away, then her little panties. Honey stared at the girl, seeing almost tiny titties, fragile almost, with sweet nipples erect. She looked at the girl's cunt, and somehow it thrilled her because the girl had no hair on it.