Impossible! Honey thought. This isn't true at all! They are fucking each other! The whole damned family is fucking, kids and all! Ohhh, shit… sweet, sweet fuck!
The man and his daughter were talking, but Honey couldn't hear them. Unlike the patio doors, the window here was closed tightly. But right now that didn't matter to Honey.
As long as she had been peeking into darkened houses, she had never came across anything this wild, this exciting. Her nerves were taut with ecstasy as she watched. She had not fully recovered from her terrific orgasm from watching Freddie fuck his mother up the ass, and now she was seeing even more.
Then the girl was leaning between her father's thighs. Honey's own eyes were hot as she saw the little tongue dart from that girl's sweet mouth. The girl licked up the underside of her father's very thick, very hard, cock. Honey's mouth opened into an oval as if she were getting ready to take his beautiful, hard-on into her own mouth.
The little girl ran her tongue from the base of her father's cock, over the dripping tip, circled the smoothly swollen head, then began to lick slowly up and down. She licked every inch of hers father's cock, not missing a spot. Then she lapped almost daintily at his dripping piss hole, finally closing her lips about the very tip, kissing it with a suctioning motion. The little girl looked up at her father and giggled.
He said something to her and caressed the side of her sweet face, then the little girl once more took the head of her father's cock between her lips.
Honey was almost out of her mind with ecstasy as she peered in. She had trouble focusing her eyes because the pleasure rumbling through her was enough to make her reel. She had seen the boy, Freddie, fuck his sister, then she had just watched him fuck his mother up her asshole, and now she was watching his sweet, pretty little girl suck her father's cock.
The little girl seemed to be struggling with that long, thick cock of her father's. Her small mouth stretched widely, and Honey thought for sure the corners would split. His cock was just too large for her young, small mouth, she felt. But still, the girl was doing quite a good job on the swollen head of her father's prick.
Honey could see now that the girl was not making any real effort to take more than just the swollen cock head into her mouth. Her lips were just past the crown, sucking up and down. Now and then she would suck up, run her tongue about the smooth head, then giggle and go back to sucking. Honey couldn't understand why the little girl's jaw didn't become dislocated as she swallowed that big cock head.
Again and again the little girl sucked up and down her father's cock, but only taking the round head between her lips. Honey knew she could take all of that long, thick cock into her own mouth, or at least most of it. Her mouth watered with a desire to taste it, to feel it moving over her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She wanted to take the little girl's place, push her aside, then gobble furiously on the beautiful cock. She wanted it to come off inside her own mouth, flood her and burn down into her throat.
Occasionally, the girl would lift her mouth and look up at her father, then say something. He would respond with a smile and caress of her cheek or hair. The girl's pantied ass moved gently when she was sucking. The panties were very tiny, with a lot of lace on them, Honey thought the girl was too young for such erotic looking panties.
The man leaned back on the bed now, bracing himself with his hands watching as his daughter sucked his cock. To Honey it seemed as if the little girl was enjoying her cock sucking very much. She sucked and licked, on her father's prick as if it were the most delicious thing she had ever tasted.
The word cocksucker began to burn in Honey's mind. Honey loved to suck on a hard throbbing cock. But somehow this little girl did not look the cocksucker type, whatever that was. She looked as though she should still be playing with dolls, and perhaps she did. But sucking her father's cock apparently was one of her greatest joys, too.
Honey watched the girl as she handled her father's heavy, hairy balls. She tugged and twisted at his balls as she sucked the round head of his cock. Then her mouth was pulled from his prick, and with a giggle, the girl began running her tongue about his balls, holding them up in her small hand.
The man said something, and Honey watched in delight when the little girl began sucking on his balls. She took first one, then the other, into her hot, wet little mouth, jacking on his cock at the same time. Honey noticed the girl's hand was so small that it almost didn't go around that thick cock.
Again the girl licked up the underside of his cock, closing her lips about the swollen head. Honey could see the girl's cheeks sink inward as she sucked, and her own mouth began a sucking motion.
The father began twisting his naked ass on the bed, and apparently he said something to the girl. Honey saw the girl lift her mouth from his cock, and her fist began to jack his prick swiftly. The little girl's mouth was wide open, as wide as she could make it go, only an inch above his piss hole.
Then it happened.
Honey saw the huge globs of pearl-white come juice spurt from his cock. He came off directly into his daughter's wide-open mouth. But since she was above him, most of it dripped out again, coating his cock and balls. Her little fist jacked his spewing cock furiously, her eyes closed, the expression on her sweet face showing her ecstasy.
By the time he finished coming, the girl's chin and cheeks were smeared by his come juice, as were his prick and balls. But then Honey saw, just as she started to turn away, the little girl started licking up the come juice on her father's cock and balls. She lapped it up, swallowing with pleasure.
Honey couldn't stand there any longer. Her cunt was steaming. Even her asshole felt as if it had drawn into her body, and her tongue seemed swollen in her mouth.
She had no idea how she managed it, but somehow she found her way back to her apartment.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was a sleepless night for Honey.
The scenes burned in her mind, keeping her excitement intense. She had fucked herself furiously with her rubber cock. When morning came, her cunt was slightly painful.
Sometime around noon the following day, Honey had to go out and shop for food. But her mind refused to stay on such mundane things as food. Now and then she would pause in the super market, shiver slightly as one of last night's scenes flared in her brain.
Something else disturbed her, too. Although Honey was very much accustomed to being looked at by men, she felt as if she were being watched constantly. The feeling was very strong. Yet, when she looked around, she saw no one, other than a housewife shopping. Even as she walked back to her apartment, the feeling of being stared at, followed, was strong.
But no one was behind her at all.
Calm down, Honey King, she told herself as she entered the apartment. You're getting jittery, that's all. Who could be following you? What would they want with you?
But the sensation remained with her all day. She did not go out the rest of the day, but cleaned her apartment from top to bottom. Her sexual thoughts had been so intense that she tried to work them out of her mind. She was exhausted by the time she finished the apartment.
And the scenes still burned just as brightly. She stood at the window and looked down on the few people using the pool. Her eyes would not stay away from the crotches of the men, or the women. She imagined all of them naked, hard cocks and wet cunts blatantly revealed to her hot eyes. She developed, in her mind, a scene of those people fucking, of hard pricks going in and out of wet, hairy pussies, of women sucking delicious cocks and men licking hairy, wet cunts.