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.
Suddenly a hand was on her shoulder.
"Oh!" she gasped, whirling about.
She found herself looking up into the face of the husband and father. Fear filled her pretty face and she looked for a way to escape. But there was no way out. The hand on her shoulder gripped tightly, almost painfully. It held her in her squatting position.
"Well, well," the man said. "We finally caught you, didn't we?"
"Please… I don't…" Honey's voice came out in a cracked sound. "I didn't mean anything, Mister!"
He ignored her plea. "Get up," he said. His hand on her shoulder slipped to her upper arm, gripping her tightly so she couldn't get away.
Honey found herself being pulled into the house. Her legs trembled with fear. Her heart was pounding hard, and she breathed with fearful gasps.
"Look what we caught," the man said.
"She's beautiful, Herb," Honey heard his wife say. Then the woman said to Honey: "Exciting, isn't it?"
"Please," Honey whimpered cringing. "I didn't mean anything by it! I won't do it again if… if you'll let me go! I promise, I won't do it again!"
The boy and girl gazed at Honey, not embarrassed by their nakedness.
"She's the girl in the park," the little girl said. "Mother, she's the girl we told you about in the park."
Honey could not control the jerking of her body, the fear growing inside her. She looked at them with frightened eyes. The man did not turn her loose as he stood looking down at her. She glanced up at him quickly, and saw the interest on his face.
"Let's fuck her, Dad," Freddie said. "I been wanting to fuck her since the park."
"Oh, you'll get a chance to fuck her," the man said with a chuckle. "We're all going to fuck her, don't worry about that."
"No, please," Honey whimpered. "I won't say anything! Please believe me!"
"Don't act so innocent," Herb said, but his voice was not harsh. "We've known almost from the beginning that someone was watching us, but not who until the other night."
"You… knew?"
"We've known," he said. "And we also know you're a little hot-ass. Freddie turned the tables on you last night."
Honey looked at the boy.
Freddie's eyes gleamed and he grinned at her. "I saw you fucking yourself with that rubber cock."
Honey blushed.
"I followed you to the store and found out where you lived," he said. "It was easy."
"Oh, God!" Honey whimpered tears in her eyes now. "Don't tell! Please, don't tell on me!"
The man laughed and the woman smiled. The little girl giggled. "We might and we might not," the little girl said. "That depends."
"I… I don't understand," Honey said. The man still held her arm. "I've checked you out," he said. "You live alone, no relatives. There really isn't anyone important to you for us to tell. But that makes it easier for us."
"Easier?" Honey looked at him with fearful eyes. "I don't understand."
"You don't have to understand," he said, still in quiet voice. "Do you have any friends, close friends?"
Honey shook her head. It was true; she didn't know hardly anyone. She had always teen pretty much of a loner, keeping to herself, growing up in that isolated little house without even a brother or sister. There was no one in the world she knew well enough to be concerned about her.
"You do now," the woman said.
Honey looked at her, confused.
"We are going to be your friends," the woman said: "We are going to be your friends, your very good friends. In fact, I think we may consider you a member of put family."
Honey stared at the woman. She trembled as she saw the wicked gleam in those dark eyes.
CHAPTER FIVE
Herb moved behind Honey, still holding her in case she made a dart for the door. She felt him pressing against her back. She trembled, afraid to make a move.
The mother and her children sat on the couch, looking at her with hot, interested eyes. Honey lowered her gaze shyly, a warm flush of her pretty face. Herb put his arms around her, and she felt him cupping her tits through her tight sweater.
"No, don't, please!" she whimpered.
But his hands cupped her tits, squeezing lightly, not hurting her at all. Despite the fear Honey felt her nipples responding to his touch. They swelled into rigid peaks against his palm.
"No bra," Herb said, and Honey didn't know if he was talking to her or his family. "Nice nipples… firm tits. Nice and shapely."
Honey felt his cock growing against her, swelling until it was pressing at her ass. Then his hands were lifting her sweater. It came up and over her arching tits, exposing them to the excited threesome on the couch. The flush on her face became hotter. Oddly enough, Honey did not feel embarrassed, only shy. She stood trembling, her tits thrusting out deliciously, with hard nipples, and those three gazed with hot interest at them. Herb fondled her tits for a moment, then ran his hands down. He gripped Honey's hips and pulled her swelling ass against his hard cock.
Then he parted her wrap-around skirt. Honey knew she was fully revealed now. He held the skirt wide apart, with Honey's lacey thighs showing, and the blonde, hair of her pussy was seen, too. In fact, even her belly button was revealed to the mother and her children.
"Nice," the woman said in soft voice. "She looks very beautiful, Herb. I'm sure we can enjoy her."
Honey felt a jerking sensation in her chest, as if she could hardly get her breath. She was afraid now to look at the woman. Enjoy me? she thought. Enjoy me how?
"Take her clothes off, Dad," Freddie said, jacking on his cock. "Let's see her naked! I wanna look at her ass, Dad!"
Herb chuckled, and Honey felt his hands lifting her sweater, then it was over her head. Honey shivered, naked from her waist up. Then the large button that held her skirt on was undone. The skirt fell, and Honey trembled in nakedness before them. She wanted to cover her cunt and tits, but all she could do was stand there with her hands at her sides, eyes cast down shyly. Somewhat embarrassed, she could not deny the pleasure that was starting to build inside her body. Her cunt was throbbing again, becoming very wet. Her tits stood out on her chest, nipples pointing almost to the ceiling. Her ass shook as she breathed in gasping excitement.
Somehow she felt they would not harm her. They only wanted to have fun with her. It was something she had thought about, dreamed of. It was like a fantasy coming true. Many times she dreamed of watching people fuck then being caught and invited to participate with them. And now it was happening.
Herb wasn't holding her now, and she had no thought of running, of trying to getaway. She felt him moving behind her, then she gasped when she felt his naked cock rubbing about her creamy ass cheeks. His prick left a hot trail of moisture on her smooth ass, almost searing her flesh.
Freddie, the young boy, got to his feet and came to her. He was almost a head shorter then Honey. He looked at her tits, then cupped one of them in his hands. When he caressed it, squeezing gently, Honey's cunt twitched hotly. His father was running the head of his dripping cock all over her curvy ass and the boy was feeling and playing with her tits, and Honey was shaking visibly. But it was not with fear now; it was with increasing excitement.
"Let's fuck her, Dad!" the boy said, his voice showing his excitement. "Come on, Dad, let's fuck the piss out of her."
"That's what we're going to do," Honey heard the man say behind her. Then he began to press her down, his hands on her shoulders. "But I'd like a kiss, first."
Honey found herself on her knees between them. Her face was level with Herb's cock. He and his son stood side by side, their cocks hard, standing out. Freddie reached for her hand and brought it to his cock, wrapping her fingers around it. Then her other hand was on his father's cock. She didn't know how it got there, but it was curled around his thick prick, becoming tighter. She gazed from one cock to the other, shivering with anticipation.