Peeping at Camp
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Peeping Tom Scared Straight This is a story about the most exciting, and terrifying, thing I ever did. I had just finished my military service, and I was staying at my parents’ house. I was restless and horny, and still reorienting to civilian life. I would frequently take late night walks around my sl**py town, just to think. One Saturday night, well past midnight, I strolled down a quiet street. Most of the houses were dark, but this one house still had a light shining in the first floor...
Peeping MomI looked up and I saw a pair of feet under the heavy curtain at the door. 'Oops!" I thought to myself that I forgot to shut the door. I hoped the owner of the feet would go away. To my surprised it did not happen."What is going on?" My wife asked in a not too happy tone as I stopped. She was under me and could not see the door."Nothing." I lied not to alarm her.She pushed her groan up and her soft and silky pussy muscles tightly gripped around my rod and she let me know in no...
Peeping I was sitting on the bed in my room. I was reading Penthouse Forum andread a letter about a peeping tom who became a sex slave after beingcaught when I began to hear voices coming from next door. My house isonly 5 steps away from our next door neighbour's so in my room I couldhear anything from loud music to sex. To investigate the noises I ran upto the window and moved the curtain slightly to see what was going onthrough the next door neighbour's window. To my shock I saw a man and...
It felt so… naughty. Does this make me a pervert? Does it mean I’m depraved? The muscles of my belly were tense and I barely breathed. My family moved into a new house, about six months ago. After I had settled into my new room, I had discovered that from my window I can see straight into the bedroom of the neighboring house. The sole occupant of the residence was a man, about thirty, thirty five or so. And, well, he’s my subject of perversion. I diligently observed the...
It felt so… naughty. Does this make me a pervert? Does it mean I’m depraved? The muscles of my belly were tense and I barely breathed. My family moved into a new house, about six months ago. After I had settled into my new room, I had discovered that from my window I can see straight into the bedroom of the neighboring house. The sole occupant of the residence was a man, about thirty, thirty five or so. And, well, he’s my subject of perversion. I diligently observed the brightly lit square...
His heart beat was slowing, but -- still clutching her body close to his -- he could feel that his wife's was still pounding rapidly. "That was good for you, I guess?" Eleanor laughed, playfully slapping his bare buttocks with the long fingers of one hand. "My god, Peter. That was ... wow ... unbelievable." 'Ellie' was sitting in his lap, her ankles crossed behind his back. Her arms clutched his torso tightly, refusing to let them separate until ever bit of the euphoria rocking her...
Peeping PussyDungeonMaster It was an autumn Saturday morning. There was a slight chill in the air and the four men were eager to get going. They had congregated at their hunting cabin and were sipping on cups of steamy coffee they had bought on their way here. They?ve been coming here for years. During the week they each had different jobs or careers, but the one thing these gentlemen had in common was the love of hunting. They discovered this abandoned building years ago and fixed it...
Now before I start, you may wonder why Peeping Girl. Well, what would you call a girl who loves to watch other people doing naughty things to each other, a female peeping Tom?The answer is simple. I get off on every opportunity to watch couples, or any other combination of people, or any single person doing anything sexy. It started as any other of my obsessions, a mindless walk through the park, usually during the day time, since this area isn't located in the best of neighborhoods.On this...
ExhibitionismIt felt so… naughty. Does this make me a pervert? Does it mean I’m depraved? The muscles of my belly were tense and I barely breathed. My family moved into a new house, about six months ago. After I had settled into my new room, I had discovered that from my window I can see straight into the bedroom of the neighboring house. The sole occupant of the residence was a man, about thirty, thirty five or so. And, well, he’s my subject of perversion. I diligently observed the brightly lit square...
“Police, ma’am. Detective Thomas Patterson. May I speak with you please?” The door opened slowly and halted as the gold coloured chain locked into its catch. Patterson caught a whiff of Eastern cooking mingled with the scent of Anais Anais as an attractive Asian woman appeared behind the door. “Yes?” “Dectective Patterson.” Tom announced again and flashing his ID, “it’s about the prowler you reported. May I come in and speak with you please?” Patterson stood back as the door...
My step-sister and I are nearly a year apart in age but in the same grade at school. So we were both ready to graduate this year. One of the benefits of being in the same grade is that we are taking most of the same classes, so we were studying the same things. We also had the tendency to study at the same time in the evening at our dining room table instead of in each of our respective rooms. Our parents are pretty conservative and very religious, and school is very important to them, and...
My step-sister and I are nearly a year apart in age but in the same grade at school. So we were both ready to graduate this year. One of the benefits of being in the same grade is that we are taking most of the same classes, so we were studying the same things. We also had the tendency to study at the same time in the evening at our dining room table instead of in each of our respective rooms. Our parents are pretty conservative and very religious, and school is very important to them, and to...
Now before I start, you may wonder why Peeping Girl. Well, what would you call a girl who loves to watch other people doing naughty things to each other, a female peeping Tom? The answer is simple. I get off on every opportunity to watch couples, or any other combination of people, or any single person doing anything sexy. It started as any other of my obsessions, a mindless walk through the park, usually during the day time, since this area isn’t located in the best of neighborhoods. On this...
I snuck into the house well after 11:00. I figured there was a good chance my dad wasn’t home yet and thought for sure that Mom would be in bed. I figured it would be a straight shot up the steps to my room. I just wanted to free Willy, climb into bed, relive the best night of my life, and play with myself. Seemed like a simple plan. I eased the door shut behind me and headed straight for the steps. My hand was buried deep in my pocket; diddling the swollen head of my dick in anticipation of...
And how the lines are between sentences “I don’t give a crap about it”. It’s a story, we don’t get paid for doing this so climb back under your rock and wait for the other stories to be posted. For others that like my stories then enjoy it. Subject: boarding school for loving boy’s chapter 4 gay young friends Copyright: 2011. Do not copy or change this story without First contacting the author. That's me. This story contains sexual content between boys and young teens, must...
FIRST TERM AT MAIDMENT GIRLS SCHOOL FOR BOYS! By Sylvia Who? 1. My Dirty Protest "Wake up young man, we are nearly there!" In response to Aunt Polly's strident voice I opened my eyes and peered through the rain-soaked windscreen, and in the glare of the headlamps fleetingly read "Maidment School for Boys" as the car drove swiftly up the drive towards the brightly lit three storey buildings which were to be my second 'home' for the foreseeable...
home, when a service call was made. The phone machine message was pathetic. "This is Tomiko Hokkaido's House Sitting Service, please leave a message, and I'll call you back for arrangements. **BEEP**" His voice was a bit shakey and he sounded like a work-a-holic. "Hi there, this is Tom Gleason, I'll be away for a meeting this week, and I need someone to watch the place. My number is 555-5555. " And another stereotypical work-a-holic calls. My job requires me to constantly deal...
The Montana School For Boys (Special Edition) by Stephanie Anne Bryant It was three o'clock in the morning and high school senior Jeff was on the internet looking for a college to go to. Jeff stood about 5'11 and had light brown hair. He was a loner in high school. He also had one big secret that he couldn't tell anyone. His biggest dream in life was to become a woman. It is all he thinks about and when he goes away to college he was going to explore these feelings. He just had to...
Please note it’s a story about love and friendship Leave if you are not into this type of story. Subject: Boarding School for Loving Boys Chapter 2 Warning; this is a story about boys having fun with other boys in a sexual and loving way, You need to be 18 and over to read this and if not then go find some other thing to read. Gay young friends Story written by: Boys in the hood. Copyright: 2011, not to be copied or changed with out The owner’s consent, that’s me....
Please read this story with love and not with your penis. Subject: Boarding School for Loving Boys This story never happened and what boys do To each other is real but not here. You need to be over 18 To read this so never show this story to little kids. Copyright: 2011 not to be copied or changed without the Owner’s consent... So don't let me see it anywhere except for where I post it. All names and places are not real just in my head. Owner: Boys in the...
This is a story involving explicitly described sex. If you think you might be offended by it, or you aren't allowed by the laws of the place in which you live to read such a story, don't. If you read past this warning, any offense you take or laws you break are your problem. I've warned you. Permission is hereby given to archive this story anywhere on the Internet, so long as I'm credited as the author, it is reproduced in its entirety (including this disclaimer!) and no fee is charged...
Ashley hated school, he hated the students there and he hated the teachers Ashley hated school, he hated the students there and he hated the teachers. Through out his life he had felt victimised by people, singled as an out cast and bullied by people for no apparent reason. Was it his complexity, was it his attempt at wit with people, he just didn?t know. Smart he was tough no! Strangely in this world people often had more respect for the bullies, with there relentless fighting, verbal...
It was hot and humid. My body sweated from every pore and my T-shirt stuck to my back. There was an empty bottle of water next to me on the table behind an overflowing ashtray. I stared at the blank page on my laptop and swore at it once again. My mind was blank, no ideas, not even a whiff of one. I looked up as voices reached me from the entrance to the small bed and breakfast where I was staying.It was run by a family, dad, mom, and two teenaged daughters. The guests stayed in little cabins...
TeenI grew up a normal boy in a normal household, interested in the usual – football and girls. My parents married young. My older sister Rhonda was born when Mom and Dad were just eighteen. I came along just two years later. Our family lived on a small farm in a small town. The town where I went to school had very few cute girls. Actually, my sister Rhonda was the best looking girl in the school.When I was thirteen Dad was killed in a freak farming accident, so that just left Mom, Rhonda and me at...
IncestIt was consuming me. I found myself looking at couples and wondering what they would be like together, fucking in their bedrooms. If they left the lights on or hid in the dark while they did it, and how often did they partake in the pleasures. Since my dream I was feeling as though there was a warning. He even told me in my dream that I was walking a dangerous path by spying and peeping like I was. God. What would I do if I came across a couple that weren’t so understanding? Somehow the...
This stomach virus was kicking my ass. I was bed ridden for two days and it wasn’t letting up. My wife was taking care of me but I hated for her to miss work. I was tired of the house. The only enjoyable thing besides tv was the hot piece of ass next door. At least once a week I’d rub one out to Emily fromNext door. She could be fully clothed and still get a stiffy. The thought of her made me get up and look out the window. There she was tanning in her backyard by the pool. I instantly stuck my...
True story. As a s*******n year old boy I already had a strong fetish for pantyhose and lingerie that started when I was 11 but this is not a origin story it is more of a peeping Tom story. this is an experience I had while living in my grandmother's apartment complex. Being in high school and not having a real job one of my responsibilities was to help with maintenance around the apartments. One day I was asked to check on a sink in one of the apartments. I thought nothing of it and headed...
Until I reached about 21 I used to go for runs or walks in the evenings, sometimes really late in the evenings when people would be going to bed. This particular evening I decided id go for a walk around the village i lived in. I left the house because I was a little horny but fed up of masterbating so I thought I’d go out and burn up the pent up testosterone.As I was walking around I noticed lights on in people’s bedrooms and in one particular house I seen a young couple having a kiss in...
I discovered my first playboy magazine under my parents bed at around age 10. and that pretty much set off the start of my sex addiction. the sears catalog, jc penny catalog, national geographic magazine... if it had scantily clad women, i was masterbating to it, alot, i mean ALOT... playboy was the one that set me off on a quest to see what else was out there. i was jacking off in the morning before school, sometimes id sneek off the bathroom and jack off during class, as soon as...
It was consuming me. I found myself looking at couples and wondering what they would be like together, fucking in their bedrooms. If they left the lights on or hid in the dark while they did it, and how often did they partake in the pleasures. Since my dream I was feeling as though there was a warning. He even told me in my dream that I was walking a dangerous path by spying and peeping like I was. God. What would I do if I came across a couple that weren't so understanding? Somehow the warning...
Exhibitionism"Robin--my God! We shouldn't... oh, Jesus, Robin, we shouldn't be standing here watching them!" Pete gasped. He stood behind her, moaning and moving his bare feet up and down in the warm, dry sand at the side of the house. Yet, he continued to stare over her shoulder and press up against her back and watch Logan Gorman eat and lick at her mother's dripping, spread cunt. Robin shivered all over, feeling sexual thrills chase through her young body. With each lap of Logan's tongue, she...
Weekend With 12 Prep School Girls and 12 Prep School Boys By JenniferThe first Monday in August, Miss Greeley, from the Lake Forest Preparatory Academy called me to confirm that her girls were expected at Camp Shady Oaks the following Friday. She wanted to be sure that her girls got a complete fishing experience. I explained that August was not the best month for fishing, and that we would have to start quite early in the morning for the best results. We settled on leaving at 6"00 AM, and Sally...
“I don’t give a crap. It’s a story. We don’t get paid for this, so crawl back into your hole if you don’t like my stories. Subject: Boarding school for loving boy’s chapter 6 Copyright: 2010 Not to be changed or copied without the owners consent. Gay: Young friends Story line: This story contains sexual contact between consenting boys and teens, love is also involved. Do not read this story if you are under 18 and it’s against your laws to read it. I did not bend your...
God that hurt... Not just my last encounter, but a dull as hell lecture with Professor Somebody from Some University. Three endless hours on the benefits of private schooling and how it affects university life blah blah blah... I’d rather have sat through Chinese... And now we’ve got a fucking trip about it too! As if we hadn’t got enough information from the professor, we’ve got to visit where he came from as well! Although no lessons are one thing, trailing around some university is...
grammar so don’t start moaning about my story, if you don’t like it then leave. Subject: Boarding school for loving boy’s chapter 5 gay young friends Copyright: 2011 not to be copied or changed without the owner’s consent so ask me first. This story contains sexual matter between young boys and teens, if you are under 18 and reading this then go find something else to read as you will get into trouble. Chapter 5 *FAMILY DAY PICNIC* Boys in...
Masters School for Boys and Girls Entrance Exam Marcia Summers watched her foster parents? car drive away down the long graveled lane by which they had arrived, and she looked up at the immense black man in a custodial uniform grinning down at her. He was bald and very dark skinned, with muscles that bulged seemingly everywhere. He stood nearly a foot and a half above her 5?1? petite frame. He placed his hand on her shoulder while barely bending his elbow. ?This way girl,? he said in a deep,...
Mistress Coco's School For Wayward Boys Where Boys Become Girls, Whether They Like it or Not by Mistress Tawny Suede assisted by slave Holly Introduction In Which We Meet Rich Bitch Kimberly and Domineering Mistress Coco Kimberly Caldwell's head thrashed about on the silk pillows; a cry of ecstatic pain escaped her luscious lips as she cupped her heavy breasts, her crimson fingernails raking her taut nipples. Kimberly arched her back, thrusting her sopping cunt hard against...
Manuel and I are in our 10th grade in St. Francis High School Dormitory, an all-boys school run by Dominican priests and all male teachers. This is probably the right time to tell you that I am a closeted gay guy. I should be in heaven with all these testosterone boys around me but I feel it is my hell hole since getting bullied is rampant for me during my 9th grade. But again, it never bothered me since I just ignore them and I let them be. My name is Jose Carlos Baruel, a Filipino-Japanese...
This story is a two part. We did it my way, then her way. Enjoy The first part is about how a schoolgirl fantasy, that I wanted to do with my girlfriend. The second part is how my girlfriend did the same kind of fantasy, but she had a twist of her own to do it. It all started, when we looking up costume on what to be for her Halloween company party. She wanted to be something sexy because everyone in her office think it's kind of boring, and she wants to change that. We were looking online and...
StraightI am 20 years old now, having been through english prep school then public school over the ages of 8-13 and 13-18 respectively. These schools were both well-established and well-known all boys schools, and it was here where my first sexual experiences took place. First of all, I don't think it to be natural for boys at that age to all be kept together with no female contact, as it is the age where the boy's mind changes most and sexuality becomes a part of one's every day thoughts. I...
The helpful teacher, James, from the boys' school had been in touch, suggesting that the sixth-form boys could really benefit from some instruction in pleasing a woman, and would I mind giving the occasional lesson on the subject? As I thought I could combine it with indulging in a night of rampant sex with another dormitory of boys, I agreed readily.However, as I was intending to enjoy a group of horny boys that night, I did not want to get worn out or overused in the lesson, so I decided to...
ExhibitionismBy : Anahitagarwal Hi, this is 25 year old Anahita again, and I would like to tell you guys about this wonderful experience I had in the most unexpected place. I was in Kolkata with my husband for his friend’s marriage about 3 months ago. As he was busy meeting all his friends, I decided to meet Sonal, a school friend of mine. I was new in town, and she told me to come to Belgachia metro stations from where she planned to pick me up. I got up at the Tollygunj metro station, and since all the...
Coming out of an inner city school and going to an all boys private school was an overwhelming experience for me. I was excited about the thought of spending time with just boys. I was at the school for just a few days when I was recruited by the freshman basketball coach to try out for the team.... I was 6'3" as a freshman so he saw my potential on the court. The problem was that I had never played any organized sports so I was not sure what to expect. The next day I brought my gym clothes...
CH1: Bad boys and Good Boys: Hey if your under 18 blah blah blah the usual stuff. Feedback is welcomed and encouraged to: [email protected] For anyone who has ever had a crush on a bad boy... The wind sang through the iron gates making them quiver and rattle the noise echoing against the walls of the building. The building itself had just been rebuilt after 100years of service; St.Cuthberts High school needed some work done, so over the summer a new block had been built...
"Don't worry," Mr. Vickers said softly to the newest enrollee at Private Prep School For Boys, "your parents can visit you anytime they wish, and remember, Christmas will be here before you know it and you'll be going home for the holidays!!!" "Yeah, that's true," Brian replied, "what I gotta think about now is the present, right!?!" "That's the ticket," Jordan Vickers answered brightly, "say, it's about time you met your new room mate, don't you think!?!" Now forgetting about the fact that his...
"Don't worry," Mr. Vickers said softly to the newest enrollee at Private Prep School For Boys, "your parents can visit you anytime they wish, and remember, Christmas will be here before you know it and you'll be going home for the holidays!!!" "Yeah, that's true," Brian replied, "what I gotta think about now is the present, right!?!" "That's the ticket," Jordan Vickers answered brightly, "say, it's about time you met your new room mate, don't you think!?!" Now forgetting about the fact that his...
GayThe final day of term was mighty hectic. A lot of tears and taking of phone numbers, addresses, future education plans, ‘I’m sure going to miss you ladies. It’s been a real gas. We’ve had some fabulous times together and I just hope we’ll bump into each other sometime in the future,’ I said. And then it hit me! That’s what it was - Paul. I had really been missing him since our liaison and, stupidly I didn’t even know what his surname was! Later that day I would be even further away from him...
I left prep school at 13, already taller and more toned than most of the other boys my age. I still didn't have any pubic hair but I knew that my dick was larger than most, having spent time in the communal showers up to the age of 13. I joined a well-known public school, and moved into a house with ten other boys my age. I was immediately curious on my first day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had individual rooms. The room directly opposite mine, as I could see from...
“Oh, ohhhh!” Tom pulls down his pants, while never letting his eye off the peep hole. Every Sunday night, these same five girls have gathered here and done amazing sexual things to each other in this abandoned old shack. Dan pulls out his stiffening cock and slowly strokes it. Inside the four women are completely naked, and surrounding a donkey this time. They are taking turns sucking on the donkey’s hugely disproportional dick, rubbing their breasts up and down its...
The noise of a vehicle is heard as it stops on the driveway outside of a home. The engine is turned off as the door is opened before the male driver of the two-door compact gets out. He closes the door and locks the car before heading to the door of his home. Whistling a tune, he unlocks the door before entering his home. He quickly closes it and walks down the hall of the one story home then stops by a mirror and checks his hair. His name is Randy, thanks to the name tag on his blue shirt. He...
My girlfriend and I share an old house in the city with another couple. They have the top two floors, we have the bottom two. There are no keys for the doorlocks in the house, but we trust each other.It so happens that our bedroom faces their bathroom. There's a short flight of stairs in between, but if I open my bedroom door, I can look right into their bathroom. Of coursen usually when they're in there, they close the door.Usually.I don't remember what triggered me, probably the fact that I...
Chapter 1I guess I should start by telling you something about my Mom.From what I’ve been able to piece together, Mom’s always been kind of a free spirit. My aunt Jenny, who’s a few years older than my mom, told me that they’d [Her, my mom, and my uncle Ronni] had a “less than happy” c***dhood. “You’re lucky you weren’t raised by your grandfather…” I’d heard a thousand times growing up; from both my mom and my aunt. I didn’t see my grandparents very often, but it was relatively easy to see what...
I guess I should start by telling you something about my Mom.From what I’ve been able to piece together, Mom’s always been kind of a free spirit. My aunt Jenny, who’s a few years older than my mom, told me that they’d [Her, my mom, and my uncle Ronni] had a “less than happy” c***dhood. “You’re lucky you weren’t raised by your grandfather…” I’d heard a thousand times growing up; from both my mom and my aunt. I didn’t see my grandparents very often, but it was relatively easy to see what Aunt...
"I hope you had a pleasant trip," Mr. Vickers offered while taking his chair in back to the desk, "it's a long way from Chicago!!!" "The trip was fine, Mr. Vickers," Mrs. Sparks replied dryly, "but let's get right down to business, do you really think that you can help our son, he's absolutely miserable in his school back home in Illinois!?!" Smiling slightly at the obvious impatience of Brian's mother, Jordan Vickers glanced at the top page of the young man's file before beginning, "Of course...
"I hope you had a pleasant trip," Mr. Vickers offered while taking his chair in back to the desk, "it's a long way from Chicago!!!" "The trip was fine, Mr. Vickers," Mrs. Sparks replied dryly, "but let's get right down to business, do you really think that you can help our son, he's absolutely miserable in his school back home in Illinois!?!" Smiling slightly at the obvious impatience of Brian's mother, Jordan Vickers glanced at the top page of the young man's file before beginning, "Of course...
GayIntroduction: After she sees the neighbor boy watching her and her husband having sex …. My husband and I were in the middle of a good session of sex. We were in the missionary position with my legs tightly around his waist, pulling him deep into me when I happened to look out my bedroom window. There in the window, watching us, was our neighbors eighteen year old son, David. My first thought was to stop and let him know that we caught him and tell his parents, but I was right on the edge of an...
We sat and talked. Josh said that he had not seen David, at least not this time. He had seen him watching several times before and it gave my husband a thrill and made it more exciting for him to be putting on a show for our young neighbor. I was pissed and I called him a fucking asshole but I also felt a tingle in my pussy as I thought about it. I went over and pulled our curtains closed. A couple nights later, after I got over being mad at Josh, we were in bed and Josh was paying...
After the mass, we go back to our own dormitories to change and head up to the mess hall for our breakfast or lunch so I guess you call it brunch. I did not see Manuel around but I saw Allan with the 12th graders enjoying their food but 1 of the 12th graders was looking in my direction. He seemed to be checking me out so I pretended to wave my hand calling one of my classmates who ignored me and continued to eat his food. So I pretended to go back to my food and finished it, I got up and...