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A Night Voyeur
Saturday, August 11th, 2007I am outside your house… waiting… hoping… then I see the light come on. My heart races as I start to wonder what it is I am about to see. I see you walk around the room putting little stuff up. My cock starts to stir a little when I see you bend over to get a bottom drawer. I am still hoping, wondering, wishing…
Then it starts. I see you starting to pull your jogging pants down, you turn so your ass is pointed towards the window where I am standing. I assume you turned that way so you can sit on the bed when you pull them down. You take one leg off, then the other, then I see you stand again. I get a nice view of your panty-covered ass while you are walking out the bedroom door. My heart was beating 100 times a minute when I seen you stand, now I am standing here with my dick getting hard, and you out of sight.
You was gone only for a minute when I see you come back in the bedroom. You take off your bra while your shirt is still on… So I only get a very quick peek at your titties. You then lay on the bed, facing the television. I am sitting out here on a moonless night wishing that you would do more, but I am content with just seeing your long legs disappear under your shirt. When you raise one leg up, I can see you are wearing panties, and my dick grows even more.
You are looking threw the channels when you find a good music video. I know that is what you found because you turn the television up a little more and I can hear it. I get a little hope when you pull your shirt up so you can rub your belly. You are letting your fingertips slowly run little circles on your tummy. Then your hand disappears under your shirt. First one, then the other. I can make out that you are rubbing your breast. I can see your shirt being moving while you are playing with them. Then I can see one hand start to move down your body while the other one continues to play with your titty.
The hand that you stared moving down is going over your panties, to you inner thighs. You rub around on your inner thigh for a minute or two then your hand moves over to your panty-covered crotch. I can see you rubbing around where your hair is, then slowly it starts to move down… Your other hand is going to town on your titties. Your head is rested back on the pillow. Your hands are working on your body big time. By the way your head is turning, and your hips are working, I can tell you are really getting into it now.
Then without a warning, you sit upright in your bed. I am startled and hoping that you didn’t see me or hear me while I was playing with myself. You take both hands and pull your shirt up over your head and throw it in the floor. When you lay back down, both hands starts working on your titties again, I can see you squeeze them, rub them. pinch your nipples. I am jacking on my dick while I am watching this mysterious woman doing her most private things to herself. I then see you push one titty up, and your tongue snake out and you start licking your own nipple.
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Fuck In Taxi
Friday, July 20th, 2007A bit upset first this cute teen hungrily swallowed nasty driver’s dick in the backseat and got slammed with a cumshot on her tiny tits! By the way he opened her the secret about his spy cam and waved in it coquettishly smiling
This brunette is so hot and dishy that her boy-friend couldn’t wait to touch and pet her! And she in return deeply swallowed his cock in the backseat of the cab and then placed her pussy for his tough jerks!
Upskirt History
Thursday, July 19th, 2007It was a big barbecue to celebrate the warm weather FINALLY arriving. My name is Rhonda. I got to the party with my husband and we began drinking and enjoying ourselves. I’m only thirty, in great shape, tall slim in a size 5, big c/d cups that I work out enough to keep pretty perky especially in a push-up bra.
I was wearing a denim skirt, not mini, but not long, and a cream colored blouse that kind of wrapped across my front with a low neck-line. In the V of the neck my half-cup push up bra put my cleavage at the lashes of most of the men there. My husband Darren is pretty average, tall dark, handsome, pretty muscular I guess. He knows I’m attractive and likes when others take notice. We once discussed going further and decided at the time against it. ‘Maybe when we’re forty and sick of each-other’ we joked.
On this particular night we had been cooped up all winter. Heavy coats and long cold nights had kept me covered and I was feeling frisky and daring. We drifted together and apart as the night progressed. I noticed some dancing going on and told my husband the next time I bumped into him that I wanted to dance. He was a little too drunk he confessed, but told me I could if I kept it clean. I smiled a little tipsy myself. The next time I passed by the dancing which was away from the house near the tree-line of the large yard I lingered until someone asked me to dance.
“I’m married, so it’s just a dance.” I giggled. The guy smiled graciously and nodded. We danced and I really enjoyed it after the dance with a bit of fire spreading in my groin I headed back towards the house to locate my husband. I didn’t find him, but wandered my way inside where there was a quieter more intimate setting. I soon ended up talking to another couple and two guys about local real estate and schools or something pretty trivial, but engrossing. I sipped my rum and coke and relaxed forgetting about my husband. A half hour passed and we ended up sitting around in a downstairs den. We were chatting and gabbing while the tv buzzed through the news on mute.
I was beginning to lose track of time, but didn’t mind it was warm and cozy and I was feeling the booze and a light flirtacious arousal. The other woman seemed to be feeling my vibe and feeding it. I was sitting in a recliner and she the corner spot of a large sectional sofa. She had jeans on and she kicked off her shoes and curled up her legs, encouraging me to get comfy and relax. I kicked off my sandals and wrapped my legs up under me, causing my skirt to creep high on my legs, but I wasn’t showing anything more than thigh, so I didn’t care.
It was cooling off and one of the guys got the gas fireplace going. The conversation kind of gave way to a comfortable quiet and I soon found myself half nodding off in the comfort of the chair by the warmth of the fire. I wasn’t out more than a few minutes when I woke the couple were making out very heavily and the two guys were just watching. The guy had one hand up her T-shirt and the other was fiddling in her jeans which were un-done. I couldn’t help but watch. A few minutes later the man pulled his glistening fingers from his wife’s panties and they went upstairs.
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Voyeur In Bus
Saturday, June 30th, 2007I sat on the back seat of the double decker bus. It was late at night, I was getting home from a tiring day at the office. My female colleagues did not provide any pleasure to help me past my time. None of them had the horniness that I have. I was even beginning to think that they might be lesbians.
The upper deck of the bus was empty. The reason I sat on the back seat was so that I could rub my cock as I look down on women passing by. With the higher view, I could see downblouse if I was fortunate enough. I love voyeur stuff- upskirts, downblouse and women in sexy clothes. It wasn’t a very lucky day, there was no one worth rubbing my cock for.
Just as I was about to give up and take a nap, a lady from the bus stop caught my eye. She was wearing a silky blue dress with thin straps over her shoulders. The blouse was low with V-cut down her tits. The dress was tight, gripping tightly to her body. It only covered until half way above her knees. The dress was so clinging on to her ass so tightly that I could see the panty shape from behind.
To my delight, she boarded this bus. As I prayed, I heard her walk up the stairs. Finally, I saw a very gorgeous face and she had long blonde hair tied neatly together. I took a long look down her body. Her tits are so big that they are almost spilling out of her top. Her legs are smooth and very sexy. It turned me on… so greatly.
She sat about 5 seats in front of me. At this moment, I was beginning to turn horny. I moved up, edging nearer to her like a thief. Finally, I sat diagonally behind her. I kept a distance of 2 seats to avoid being spotted. She was reading a book as I stared at her legs. I licked my lower lip as my eyes explore her silky legs. They were smooth and fair. The way she crossed her legs makes me want to just go there and uncross it for her. I stared hard at her strap. I had a fetish for straps. I looked hard at them, trying hard to make them slip down her shoulders. I was getting more turned on when her left strap was slowly sliding. She was concentrating on reading her book that she didn’t notice. The sexual feeling was unbearable. I was turning into a wild sex animal. My cock throbbed under my pants, wanting some action fast.
I decided to move up to the seat behind her. Surprisingly, she did not notice. She seem to be engrossed in her book. Upon closer inspection, I realised that she was reading a sex story. I saw her hand put near the area of the dress just above her pussy. She was getting turned on by the sex descriptions in the book.
The left strap was slipping and slipping. As she finally tries to pull the strap back up, I stopped her. I hold her hand and guide her strap down her shoulder. She wasn’t wearing a bra. The lady was shocked but was more than willing to co-operate. Then I moved her hand to her right strap and slide it down. Now the straps are hanging by her side. I moved in front of her, getting a full view of her pretty face. I put my fingers on her tits that are spilling out of her top. I licked my finger and slide it over the contours of her tits. She liked the feeling as she gave out a slight moan. It made me hornier. I pull down her dress until her waist and started fondling with her tits. I cupped her tits with my hands, squeezing them there is no tomorrow. The prospect of having sex on a bus made me excited. I used my tongue and move it across her tits. Stopping on her nipples to suck them and bite them. Within seconds, they were hard as rock. She urged me on as I sucked her nipples. Those were the nicest nipples I ever sucked.
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My Voyeur Story
Saturday, June 30th, 2007The rain seemed to be coming down harder as I walked the mile or two toward a house I had spotted from the hill. I’d just had a flat tyre, which in turn had put me in a ditch. Now I was getting soaked as I turned the bend at the bottom of the hill. I could clearly see the house I was trying to reach. It was an old Georgian affair with a white picket fence and a Chevy parked in the drive. Stepping up to the front door and taking hold of the big brass ring hanging in the centre, I knocked twice, stepped back and waited for an answer. When the door wasn’t answered, I decided to knock louder just once more. When there was still no answer I walked to side of the building peering in through the window and found it to be deserted.
“Well,” I thought, “that figures! I brake down in the middle of nowhere in the pouring rain to find that the only building for miles around is deserted.”
“My luck cannot get any worse,” I said. “Now I’m talking to myself!”
Checking my watch I found it was nearly midnight. At first I was going to brave the elements and walk further down the road in search of a telephone, but seeing the rain falling even harder than before I decided to stay under the porch until it let up. It was then that I heard voices coming from the house. A light had also appeared in the window I had peered in earlier. Looking through the window again I found that there were people here after all. I was just about to go back and knock on the door again when a beautiful red head entered the room dressed only in a sheer see through night-dress.
This got my voyeur side peaked. I stood my ground waiting to see what would develop. She had the most amazing breasts; no bra, yet her breasts were standing out larger than life with a firmness that defied gravity. Her slender body was shapely in all the right places and you could also clearly see that she was devoid of any pubic hair.
Only then did I notice the four men sitting to one side admiring this beautiful woman. One of them got up from his chair and embraced her gently with a kiss. She responded, too, by placing her hand behind his head and pulling him into herself for a more passionate kiss. She then let the night-dress fall to the floor, allowing herself to be led into the middle of the room. Suddenly there were hands all over her body as the other three men joined in on the fun.






