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 cockhead 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.
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 v
enture 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.
With her hand beneath her dress, a finger moving in and out of her cunt, Honey watched as the girl sprawled back on the couch. The boy slipped between his sister’s wide spread thighs and the girl eagerly took hold of his cock, bringing it to her cunt. They were positioned in such a way that Honey saw the boy’s hard cock enter his sister’s sweet, hairless pussy. Her own cunt gripped tightly at her finger as Honey watched them starting to fuck.
Further little cunt, Honey urged them with her reeling brain. Fuck her pretty little cunt! Ohhh, fuck her! Honey’s finger stabbed back and forth, delving deep into her own steamy twat. Her blue eyes were glassy as she watched them, her excitement rippling like wild fire through her body.
The little girl wrapped her slender thighs around her brother’s bouncing ass, her arms clutching him tightly. She writhed and twisted and wiggled her small ass and the expression on her face was pure ecstasy.
The little girl arched her naked ass up, her legs drawing high. Honey could see the boy’s cock thrusting in and out of his sister’s hairless cunt. It sent wild, hot shivers of pleasure up and down Honey’s flesh. Already, Honey was coming in a shuddering way her cunt sucking at her finger as she stabbed it in and out swiftly.
The boy’s naked ass was bobbing up and down quickly now, and she already knew he was getting very close to coming off. Honey wanted desperately to see his cock squirt, but that was not going to be. The boy stabbed furiously into his sister’s tight cunt, the little girl twisting her sweet little body about in a frenzy. Honey knew they whining and whimpering with ecstasy, and she missed hearing those sweet sounds.
Come in her cunt! her mind screamed at them. Fill her hot little cunt! Oooooh, that’s so fucking sweet! I love it, kids! Fuck, damn you two, fuck!
The boy suddenly pressed his cock hard and deep into his sister’s cunt, then he went stiff. The girl slammed her cunt hard against her brother’s cock, his balls against her creamy little ass. Honey saw the girl shudder, and she knew they were coming together.
Quickly, Honey pulled her finger free of her dripping snatch and pinched her clitoris between a thumb and forefinger. She bubbled into a shattering orgasm her body shaking as wildly as those two kids inside. She had to cover her mouth with her other hand to stifle the threatened scream of ecstasy.
A moment later the boy pulled his cock from his sister’s cunt. His prick glistened in the light, moist from that sweet, hairless cunt. The girl stroked her brother’s cock lovingly, smiling up at him. She saw the girl’s lips move as she said something to him. Then both the boy and girl gathered up their discarded clothing and turned out the light as they left the room.
Honey stood up on shaking legs, then moved cautiously back to the sidewalk. For the first time she noticed the garage was open, and a car was inside. So, she thought, the parents must be home, but in bed.
On impulse, Honey scribbled a note and placed it beneath the wiper blade of the car. It said: DO YOU KNOW YOUR CHILDREN ARE FUCKING EACH OTHER?
CHAPTER THREE
The next day, Honey regretted leaving the note.
Perhaps, she thought, the drapes will be drawn from now on. I won’t be able to see any thing again.
Honey was right.
That night she found every drape in the house drawn tightly, not even a sliver to peek through. Lights were on in the house, but she couldn’t see in. She walked the neighborhood, the only person out that late. She found nothing else of interest, and finally returned home disappointed. It had been a mistake, she felt, to have left that insane note. She had gotten the boy and girl into serious trouble, and she had lost an exciting house to peek into at the same time.
The next day she went to the park, hoping to see them, but they weren’t there. Honey was starting to feel very bad about the note now. She had not wanted to get those sweet kids into trouble, and especially to lose the most exciting scenes she had ever come upon. It had been idiotic to leave that damned note on the car.
Again, when it was almost midnight, Honey prowled the darkened neighborhood. Nothing was going on, and she passed the home that had been so exciting to her before. Again there was no place to peek in. Indeed, the house was dark. But the garage was open, and the car was parked inside. Before she knew it, she was in the garage ready to leave another note.
Instead she found one under the wiper blade. It said: If you don’t like it, you don’t have to look!
Honey read it again and again. Didn’t those people care if their children were fucking each other? Apparently they did not, she decided. And why would they leave a note, for her? Back on the sidewalk, puzzled, Honey walked slowly home. Something didn’t make sense to her. They knew she had seen them, but they didn’t seem to give a damn.
The next night, as always, Honey was ready to prowl. She wore a blouse and skirt, and once again was naked beneath them. She was drawn to the house immediately, compulsively.
Believing it impossible to peek into the house, she entered the garage again, intending to leave another note, an erotic note this time.
Once again she found a note. It said: You should have been around at one in the morning!
Honey felt her heart beating as she read the note. Were they trying to tell her something? It didn’t make sense. Were they waiting for her to peek at them? Didn’t they really care? Then a thought came to her. I like to watch, and I also get excited when someone peeks at me. There must be others the same way.
Blocking out letters, she placed her own note under the blade: Leave a drape drawn and I will watch.
She could hardly wait for nightfall the next day. Honey was nervous with anxiety, pacing her apartment and feeling her tits and cunt and ass. She brought herself to orgasm five times, and yet she still wanted more.
Then finally darkness.
Honey almost ran to the house. But there was no note. She was disappointed, believing things had gone too far and th
ey had become frightened.
But as she started to leave, she saw the dim light once more on the patio. She crept through the gate with a heart beating wildly. The drapes, she noticed, were drawn. Then she saw about four inches of space had been left. With quickening pulse, she peeked into the room.
“Oh!” she gasped softly.
The boy was there, and so was his mother. Honey trembled as she peeked in. The boy was actually playing with his mother’s naked titties! Honey could not believe this; but she was seeing it. Impossible!
The boy’s cock was out of his pants, standing up very hard. But his mother was not touching it. She was kissing her son, kissing him hotly. As Honey watched, the woman’s hand finally brushed down her son’s body and took hold of his cock. She stroked her son’s cock, jacking him, as he twisted and pulled at his mother’s nipples.
Honey’s cunt began to throb hotly as she peeked in. She was standing uptight, but her legs were wobbly. She was transfixed, rooted there unable to move. She could not even squat down as she usually did. Her excitement was so great all she could do was stare.
“Suck my titties, honey!”
Honey jumped at the sound. It had been unexpected. For the first time she noticed that the glass doors were open, and she could hear them clearly. Her excitement raced through her slender body by leaps and bounds. Her ass cheeks clenched tightly as she saw the boy lean over and start sucking on his mother’s tits. He went from one nipple to the other, squeezing at a tit as he sucked the other. His cock throbbed, and Honey was sure it was dripping at the piss hole.
Both her hands were cupping and squeezing at her own tits as she stood staring, her eyes hot and glassy. Her cunt twitched and burned, but she didn’t lower a hand to feel it. She was unaware that her hips were moving, grinding as though she were being fucked.
Now the boy was moving a hand under his mother’s dress, shoving it up her long, slim thighs. Honey watched, almost breathless. The woman was not wearing panties, and again she saw the thick bush of her cunt hair. The woman spread her knees, and the puffy pinkness of her hairy cunt was revealed.
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