Kathy Andrews - Peeking on the family

Finally, about eleven o'clock, Honey considered going out, but a fear came to her. She was almost afraid to return to that particular house, but she didn't know why. Fear and excitement tugged at her. When fear won out, she bathed and went to bed.

Yet the excitement burned so hot between her long, slender thighs, she once again removed her rubber cock from its drawer. She lay back on her bed, stroking the rubber cock between her thighs, probing lightly at her cunt. She rubbed it up and down her throbbing clitoris, trembling. Her eyes closed and her mind reeled with mental pictures of being fucked, licked.

Again she felt the sensation of being looked at. But when she opened her eyes and looked toward the window, no one was there. The drapes, as always, were wide open. But she was on the second floor, so who could get up there and peek in her window?

But the feeling would not go away.

And then, Honey found herself wishing someone was actually watching her. Her excitement increased until she thought her body was on fire. Closing her eyes, she lifted her curvy, sweet ass, spreading her legs wide. The rubber cock teased her swollen clitoris until she was writhing and churning her hips wildly.

Using two fingers of her other hand, she parted her blonde-haired cunt lips and worked the huge head of her rubber, cock into it. She inserted it slowly, sighing with the pleasure that bubbled away inside her. With the rubber cock up her cunt, Honey began to fondle and squeeze at one sweet, shapely tit while fucking herself slowly. Her hips moved up and down on the rubber cock.

"Ohhh, fuck," Honey murmured as she thrust the rubber cock in and out of her stretched cunt. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! I love it so much!"

She stretched her legs wide, very wide, her eyes once again open, watching herself in the mirror. She loved to see the rubber cock up her cunt, the creamy curves of her ass cheeks and the way her legs were spread wide. The rubber cock was good, but she still preferred a real cock to this piece of rubber.

Cock, cock, cock! I want a cock, a real cock! I want to get fucked, fucked hard! Ohh, fuck me, someone, anyone… fuck me! My cunt is so hot and wet! I need cock, hard cock, fucking me! I want a cock to fuck my cunt… fuck my mouth! Oooo, yes!

Honey thrust the rubber cock into her cunt, then quickly brought it to her mouth. She would suck on it a few times, then plunge it deep into her burning pussy again. Her ass lifted high from the bed, her hips churning as she held the rubber cock motionless. She felt the hot rumblings of an orgasm steaming away, and when she came, a soft yelp of delight came from her. When she had finished coming, she pulled the cock out of her clinging cunt and licked it. Finally she placed the cock on the pillow next to her face, closing her eyes and trying to sleep.

A sound startled her.

Honey sat up in bed, facing the window, her eyes huge. Her knees were open, cunt exposed. A sound came to her again, like a muffled grunt.

Feeling foolish, Honey stood up and went to the window and looked out. No one was there not even near the pool. Then, something caught her eye, and she leaned closer. The glass was open, and there was a moist glob of something on the screen. Honey touched it with her finger, then sniffed. Finally she put her tongue to it.

"Oh!" she gasped.

She had tasted semen.

But how? Someone had watched her but how?

Then she remembered the narrow ledge that ran around the building, perhaps two feet wide. Someone had found a way to get up there and peek into her window. Honey flushed with the realization that somebody, some man, had been watching her fuck herself with the rubber cock. But her embarrassment did not last long.

With a smile on her pretty face, Honey left the drapes open and crawled back to her bed. She turned her back to the window, her naked ass round and enticing. She drew one knee up and closed her eyes.

Let them look at me. I don't care! Ohhh, whoever it was jacked off and came against the screen. Well I hope it was as good for him as it was for me.

The next day was another restless one. Somehow she had managed to get a good night's sleep. She tried to keep busy, but there was hardly anything to do. She considered the park again, but decided against it.

Honey seldom missed a night trying to find something interesting to peek at. She enjoyed watching others. That one house drew her mind constantly. She found it terrifically exciting to know about that family. She knew something about them that no one else did.

She had watched them fucking and sucking each other, and she wondered how many other houses concealed such delicious secrets.

When night came, she was to get out of the apartment. Pulling on a tight sweater that molded and clung to her shapely, thrusting tits, then a wrap-around skirt that was held in place by only one button at the waist, she left the apartment. As she walked along the darkened streets, the wrap-around skirt would part and reveal most of her creamy smooth thighs. She wore no bra or panties, thinking it was becoming a habit now, a deliciously wicked habit.

She stayed clear of that one house, but found nothing interesting in the others. In the only open window she found was a man reading nothing else. Then she found herself on the same street with the incestuous family's house. She stood on the sidewalk, her heart beating wildly. Lights were on, and she wondered if they were fucking and sucking again.

The garage door was open and the car was inside. Compulsively, she entered the garage and looked immediately at the windshield. She found another note. It said: Where were you last night? We missed you.

Honey's heart raced. She began to breathe harshly with excitement. It was one thing to secretly peer into windows, but something else entirely if those people knew they were being watched. And that was her fear: they knew about her.

They want to be watched, she thought. They really want me to watch them fucking!

Before Honey knew it she was creeping silently to the rear of the house. Every window, including the patio door, had light shining from them. The first window she came to, she found the mother there with her children. At least she had one name to match a face. Freddie – the young son. She wished she had a name for all of them.

The little girl, that sweet little girl she had seen so lovingly sucking her father's cock, lapping daintily but delightedly, at her father's come juice, was wearing only a pair of panties. Freddie, Honey was delighted to see, was naked. His cock was hard, beautifully hard. The mother was wearing a bra that was well filled and also a pair of panties. The panties did nothing to conceal the lush growth of her dark cunt hair.

The three were not doing anything except sitting there, and Honey was somewhat disappointed. She wondered where the father was maybe he was working late. For a long moment Honey looked in at the family, almost deciding to leave since they weren't doing anything exciting. But finally she squatted down, deciding to watch and see if they would do something soon. If they were anything like her, they would not be able to look at each other undressed that way very long without touching or kissing or fucking.

She stared at Freddie's cock, watching it throb, wondering why he sat there with it so hard and not doing something to his mother or sister. Honey could not understand how that lovely mother or the very pretty sister could sit in the same room with that little boy, his cock standing so firm and beautiful. If she were in the room, her hands would be grabbing his cock quickly.

Even though they weren't fucking, Honey's cunt was throbbing as she looked at them. The little girl was extremely pretty in her panties, her hair in a long ponytail. The woman, too, was beautiful.