Kathy Andrews

Peeking on the family

CHAPTER ONE

Cock. Cunt. Fucking.

The words tumbled through Honey King's mind like a roaring fire as she moved slowly along the sidewalk. Her eyes moved constantly, searching for that one window with a light in it.

This desire to watch someone fucking was so powerful in her she could not resist the urge to go out each night, hoping desperately to see it. She did not know when this desire first came to her, built it finally burned so hotly that it became all consuming.

Last night she had found one young boy jacking off.

The boy had been on his bed, stark naked, when she peeked into the window. He had been gazing at the centerfold of a magazine, a picture of a naked, lovely woman. He jacked off furiously. He had been lying on the bed facing the window, and Honey had seen his lovely cock and sweet balls clearly. She had watched him as his fist pumped faster and faster, then all that pearl-white come juice had gushed from his piss hole, splashing on the sheets of his bed. The boy then did something that surprised and excited her tremendously. He had licked up his come juice.

Later, she watched a girl who had not been all that pretty, but was still attractive in a sexual way. She had overly large titties that were tipped by long brown nipples. She had been slightly chubby, and with one of the thickest patches of cunt hair imaginable.

Honey had squatted near the window and watched this girl undress. The girl had undressed as if she were a stripper on a stage, humming to herself. She had paused, still wearing panties, her hips arched forward. Her mouth moved as if she was speaking, but the window was closed and Honey could not hear any words.

The girl had peeled away the crotch of her panties and did an awkward bump and grind, her expression lewd. The she had removed her panties and sat on the edge of her bed, knees wide, and began to finger-fuck herself almost violently.

Honey had watched her own cunt throbbing sweetly, as the girl used both hands. She fucked herself with a finger and rubbed at her clitoris with another. When the girl came, her body had shuddered as if she had had a very fantastic orgasm.

And after that, Honey spied on two teenagers in a living room. After much heavy kissing and hugging, they finally gin down to the nitty-gritty as Honey peeked in at them. The boy's cock was nice and long, with a lovely smooth head, dripping with excitement. The girl had opened his pants and jacked him while he fingered her pussy beneath her skirt. But just as they were getting ready to fuck, a car had pulled into the driveway, frightening them and Honey. Although she was concealed between the window and a thick bush, she had squatted there trembling until she had the chance to slip away quietly.

Tonight, moving slowly along the darkened sidewalk, she moved her eyes from house to house. It was almost midnight now, and if she didn't see something soon she would have to go back to her apartment.

Oh, fuck! she thought. Sweet, sweet fucking. Beautiful hard cock. Fucking sweet wet cunt!

Then she came to the house where, she had seen the young boy jacking off. She paused just out of the light of a street lamp, looking at the house. It was dark. On impulse she moved quietly into the drive way and down the side of the house to the boy's bedroom. But it, too, was dark. Disappointed, she started to turn away and leave, but a glimmer of light in the back yard caught her eye. There was a small wooden gate that she had to pass through. Holding her breath, she opened it and stepped into the yard. The light was coming from sliding glass doors, splashing onto a concrete patio. There were lounge chairs and two round tables with umbrellas in the center of the patio.

At the edge of the sliding doors was a huge bush, and she managed to creep between it and the house. The drapes had been pulled open, and she peered into a family room. A man and woman were sitting there, close to each other. They must be the boy's parents, she thought.

The husband had his arm around his wife's shoulders, and his hand was cupping a round, shapely tit. Honey's breath was hot as she watched, hoping they would fuck she squatted on her heels as she watched them. As the wife turned her face up for his kiss, Honey saw her hand slip between the man's thighs…

He spread his knees, and the woman cupped his cock and balls. Honey almost grunted with pleasure.

The night was warm, and the sliding glass door was open, and Honey could hear them, their words soft but clear. Her cunt began to throb when she heard the wife say: "You're getting a hard-on, darling."

The man grinned and shoved his hand into his wife's blouse. But that was not enough for his wife. She quickly removed her blouse, then her bra. Honey looked at the woman's beautiful titties. They were creamy smooth with luscious brown nipples, nipples that looked hard.

"Suck them," she heard the woman say. "Suck on my tits, darling."

Honey's hand moved between her thighs, and she wished she had worn a dress or skirt this night. Instead, she had chosen to wear a pair of stretch pants. She rubbed her covered cunt with her fingers, her eyes wide and hot as she watched the couple. Take his fucking cock out she screamed in her mind. Go on take his big hard cock out! Let me see his cock, damn you!

The man leaned down and sucked a rubbery nipple into his mouth. The woman opened her husband's pants.

"Oh, God!" Honey whimpered very softly. The man's cock was out, very hard, with a lovely swollen head that made Honey lick her lips hungrily.

The woman began to jack up and down her husband's throbbing prick with tight fingers as he sucked on her nipple.

Don't jack him off, please! Honey's mind begged. Put it in your cunt, damn you! Fuck him, please! Ohhh let me see you fuck him!

Honey watched the man's hand slip under his wife's skirt, shoving it past those long, creamy thighs. Honey saw the woman's panties, lacy and sheer. Honey's tits, round and firm and enticingly shaped, began to swell nicely. Her nipples tingled and her cunt bubbled as she pressed her hand against it.

Suddenly, the woman stripped her skirt from her body and stood before her husband in her panties. Her back was to Honey, and Honey gazed at the sheer beauty of the woman's round, tight ass. The man slipped his hands around his wife's hips and clutched an ass check in each hand. Honey shivered in delight as she watched him pull his wife's crotch toward his face.

Ohh, eat her! she yelled in her mind. Eat her fucking snatch! Go on, you bastard lick her cunt!

Honey was bubbling hotly as the man pulled his wife's crotch toward his face. The woman spread her feet and shoved her pantied cunt directly at her husband's mouth.

"Mmmmm!" she heard the woman whimper. "Ohhh, eat me, darling! Lick my pussy, honey!"

Honey was shaking with pleasure as she watched them, her hand shoved hard against her burning pussy. She squatted with her knees wide, her body trembling, eyes blazing with pleasure. She knew she would come tonight.

The man's hands began peeling his wife's panties down, and Honey stared at the creamy cheeks as they were exposed. It was a lovely ass, she thought. Probably one of the loveliest asses she had ever seen. The cheeks were full, round, smooth. Between the woman's legs she could see the man's cock erecting from his opened pants. When he started licking his wife's cunt, she saw his chin.

Then the woman drew away and dropped to her knees. Honey's breath was searing now as she saw the woman run her tongue up and down her husband's long cock. Her own tongue ran about her lips again. When the woman ovaled her lips and sucked the head of that large cock between them, Honey's mouth opened too. Her cunt was now going through a series of small, but very delicious orgasms.

"Cock sucker!" she heard the husband hiss down at his wife's bobbing head. "Fuck hot cocksucker! Suck it for me, Janet! Suck my fucking cock!"

In Honey's mind, she was urging the woman to suck that large cock, too. Eat him up! Take it all in your cocksucking mouth, you bitch! Make his cock come off in your fucking mouth!

But the woman named Janet had other ideas.

As Honey watched them through the glass door, Janet pulled up from his cock and straddled his legs. Honey stared hotly as the woman took his cock and lowered her pussy to it. She sighed hotly as that large cock was sucked into the woman's cunt. The man clutched at those naked, round ass cheeks as his wife began to bounce up and down, fucking him.

Honey was gasping softly as she watched, her hand running swiftly along the crotch of her stretch pants. The woman's ass bounced up and down, her cheeks flexing, and she listened to the coos and mews of intense pleasure. The man clawed at his wife's ass, pulling her ass cheeks apart, squeezing them together. Now and then Honey saw the woman's tight asshole, as if it were winking an invitation at her. The only thing missing, to Honey, was the fact that man still had his pants on. She wanted to see his balls, watch them press at his wife's round, hot ass as she fucked up and down on his cock.

There was hardly a thought in Honey's burning mind now. All her attention was on that bouncing, naked ass, the hard cock now glistening wetly in the light. She could even hear the soft, liquid sounds of their fucking, sounds that thrilled her, made her cunt bubble.

The man suddenly arched his cock up, deep into the woman's cunt. She heard him grunt, and saw the woman's ass shake. They were coming, she knew.

"Ohhh!" Honey mewled.

Suddenly the woman jerked free of her husband's cock, looking over her shoulder. The man, too, was looking past his wife's body. They were looking directly at Honey.

Startled, frightened of being caught, Honey quickly stood up and began running for the wooden gate. She was out of the yard and racing down the sidewalk, her honey-blonde hair flying behind her. She did not look back to see if she were being chased. All she wanted was to get away. She had never been caught at this before, and she always had that fear in the back of her mind.

CHAPTER TWO

Securely inside her apartment, Honey stood with her back against the locked door, breathing from the efforts of running. Her heart pounded hard as she struggled to bring herself under control.

A half hour later, she was stripped and in the tub.

Honey was twenty years old. She had been living alone since she had been eighteen, without a relative in the world. She was an orphan, her parents killed in an auto accident when she was eighteen.

She was fortunate in one respect. They had left her plenty of money and a huge old house that she didn't need. She could live for years without working. Perhaps that was part of it, she often thought. She really had nothing to occupy her mind, except the erotic thoughts that were always with her.

Not wanting to live in the big house alone, she had taken a one-bedroom apartment. The house was set on five acres of wooded land, almost isolated. It wasn't that she was afraid to be alone there, it was because she wanted to be around other people. Besides, she would have to drive the few miles into town when she could not control this overwhelming urge to look into bedroom windows.

Honey loved looking at people fucking or sucking each other. It was a tremendous excitement to her. Not that she did not enjoy participating in sex herself – she most certainly did. But somehow the routine of dating some awkward boy or man who made bumbling passes at her was not what she really wanted. In one way she wasn't sure what she wanted from them. All she knew as that she did not want the routine sex, the quick fucking in the back seat of a car. She wanted her sex to be wilder, more wanton, more… more exciting.

Honey seldom allowed herself to give deep thought to what it was she wanted. A few times she had allowed herself to delve into that dark corner of her mind, and all it had done was drive her almost crazy with desire.

Like now, sitting in the hot tub of water.

She relived what she had seen, and her hand caressed her thighs. Her mind turned from the man and woman she had been fucking, and she began to imagine herself being gang fucked. She struggled, in her mind against it. She didn't want the faceless men to fuck her one after the other, but her body was crying out for it. She did not want this degradation of being stripped naked, legs pulled wide apart, with cock after cock penetrating her boiling cunt, each one gushing, until her cunt was flowing with delicious, sticky come juice.

Honey quickly got out of the tub, dripping water on the floor. She went into the bedroom and began searching for the rubber cock. Her drapes were wide open, as always. But her apartment was on the second floor, and no one could see in. Yet, Honey loved to imagine someone out there watching her.

Finding the rubber cock, she sprawled back on her bed, not caring that her naked body was still dripping wet. She spread her legs wide and plunged the rubber cock into her steaming cunt.

At the foot of her bed was a huge, wall to floor mirror. She could pull a pillow underneath her head and watch the things she did to herself, pretending it was someone else.

Her reflection stared back at her.

Honey's face was sweet and innocent looking, smooth and unblemished. She did not look twenty years old, but more like fourteen or fifteen. Her honey-blonde hair was long and silky, framing huge blue eyes that burned hotly with her inner desires. Her mouth was small, with well-formed lips set in a somewhat petulant cast. Her lips were very sensitive.

She had sweet, firm, flawlessly shaped titties, topped with delicious pink nipples. Even when she was sprawled on her back, as she was now, her titties stood up. Her waist was small, her stomach flat with a dimpled belly button.

Honey's legs and thighs were slender, smooth and very well formed. Her ass swelled out sweetly, the cheeks as smooth as a baby's. Her body was a golden tan, except where a small halter concealed her titties and cunt from the sun.

Between her inviting thighs was a golden mound of thick, curly hair, a perfect triangle of silkiness that flowed along each lip of her puffy cunt and disappeared into the crack of her ass.

Right now, she could see the rubber cock going halfway up her wet, hot cunt, stretching those puffy lips so nicely.

With her honey-blonde hair fanned around her pretty face, her blue eyes glassy with steaming desire, she watched the rubber cock move in and out of her cunt. If only it was a real cock, like the one she had seen over an hour ago.

Hot fucking cunt, she said to herself silently.

Hot ass cunt! Fuck it, you damned old rubber cock! Fuck my hot cunt damn you!

Honey wiggled her naked ass as the delicious sensations began to flow like lava through her. She held the rubber cock with both hands, her eyes staring at her reflection, watching hotly as she fucked herself. She could not get all the rubber cock up her cunt because it was too long. When she had first sent for it through a mail-order house, and then saw it, she wasn't sure it would fit in her pussy. It was very thick, but on her first try, she had managed to shove it in.

Now the rubber cock was moving in and out of her boiling cunt swiftly, and she was panting heavily. She felt a tremendous orgasm ready to blow apart inside her pussy. The rubber cock went faster and faster, and then Honey gave out a long, loud squeal as she came. Her eye closed tightly as her cunt gripped the rubber cock, flexing on it tightly.

When she opened her eyes, the cock was still buried up her cunt. With a soft giggle, she got to her feet, the cock still there in place. She found it awkward to walk, but she went back into the bathroom with the rubber cock shoved up her pussy. There, Honey pulled it out and lifted it. The hard rubber glistened wetly. Watching herself in the mirror, Honey began to lick at the wet rubber, running her tongue over it and tasting the juices of her cunt. Finally she opened her mouth wide and took the well-formed rubber cock-head between her lips. She watched as her lips spread, then she began to move the cock in and out of her mouth. She imagined it to be a real cock, and she sucked at it with her mind going back to the gang fucking.

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.