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by Kathy Andrews


  Joyce sprawled onto her back, spreading her legs wide and pulling Mike between them. “Come on, Mike,” she urged hotly. “I want that hard little cock of yours up my cunt! I want you to fuck my hairy pussy with your prick, baby! Come on, hurry up and shove that cute cock up my twat!”

  Bobby and Sandra watched, their excitement increasing by leaps and bounds. She was pumping on his prick and he was fingerfucking her pussy.

  “Wanna try something new, Sandra?” he asked her, his eyes glowing. “Wanna try it a different way?”

  “Oh, yes!” Sandra squealed hotly. “I’ll try it any way you wanna try it!”

  “How about up the ass?”

  Her blue eyes stared at him. “Up the ass? Bobby, you can’t put that cock in my ass! That wouldn’t work at all!”

  “That’s what you think,” he said. “I already fucked my mom and sister up their ass! Come on, let me fuck you in the asshole!”

  “Well, I don’t know…”

  “You said I could fuck you anytime I wanted when I licked your pussy,” he reminded her.

  “Sure, but I didn’t mean in my ass,” she replied.

  “You never sucked a cock off before,” he argued, “and you liked that, didn’t you?”

  “Well, yes, but that was different.”

  “No, it ain’t,” he urged. “Come on, get on your knees and let me fuck you in the asshole! Come on, Sandra!”

  Joyce had heard this as she clawed at Mike’s pumping ass, her legs wrapped about him tightly, his cock plunging excitedly into her pussy. “Do it, Sandra,” she encouraged. “I did it and so did Shari! You’ll love it up the ass, honey! It feels good, getting fucked up the ass!”

  “Well, I’ll try,” Sandra said, reluctantly. She got on her hands and knees, her sweet, round ass wiggling in the air. Bobby caressed her ass cheeks, then began to kiss at them, licking his tongue over the smooth hotness. When he probed his tongue against her tight asshole, Sandra squealed with sudden pleasure.

  “Oooo, if your cock feels like your tongue, I’ll love it in my asshole!”

  Joyce banged her cunt up and down as Mike fucked her, his mouth level with her swollen tits, sucking on her nipples. Next to her, Shari and David were eating each other hungrily, David gripping Shari’s naked ass tightly as his tongue flew in and out of her twitching, wet pussy. Shari’s mouth devoured his cock with glee, soft moans rippling from her as she dug at his tight ass cheeks with her fingers.

  Bobby pulled his face out of Sandra’s ass, looked at the tightness of her asshole, then got to his knees behind her. He shoved the swollen head of his cock against her tight pink asshole. Sandra gave a soft yelp but she didn’t try to pull away. Bobby gripped her hips with both hands, pressing hard.

  “Ohhhh!” Sandra yelled as his cock slipped up her ass. “Ohhhh! That don’t… don’t feel too good, Bobby!”

  “It will,” he grunted. “Give it time.”

  He shoved the full length of his cock up her asshole, then began to fuck in and out. Sandra’s yelps turned suddenly into squeals of surprised pleasure.

  “Oooo, golly! It does feel good!” she gurgled, working her round little ass back against him. “You were right, Bobby! Ohhh, it does feel good! Fuck me, Bobby! Fuck me in my ass! I love it, your cock up my asshole!”

  Joyce turned her head to watch her son fucking the sweet girl up the ass and writhed and bounced her naked ass up and down, cooing as Mike fucked her. Through all the flowing ecstasy, her mind was turning over just how she was going to involve their parents…

  THE END

  HP-6504 PEEKING ON THE FAMILY

  FOREWORD

  It’s been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul — some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen even by the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.

  In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of modern everyday life. Yet sometimes dark passion surfaces, and another Charles Manson emerges. Sometimes such passions are exposed and another Tidal Basin or Watergate scandal hits the headlines.

  PEEKING ON THE FAMILY is the story of a family that dares to let its most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be they reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to become completely liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of a family whose motto might be: “If it feels good, do it.”

  The Publisher

  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 fingerfuck 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.

 

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