Peeping at Camp
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I had gone over to the grocery store late in the afternoon the following day, returning with several bags of groceries that I was juggling on my way over towards the elevators.
"Here, let me help you with those." I heard a voice saying. I turned almost dropping one of the bags at the sound of the woman's voice.
"Thank you," I said as she just caught it, taking it from me.
"You're Tom right?" She asked. "I'm Crystal." I think I blushed while looking at her, the familiarity of what I knew, even though I had never met her readily apparent on my face. She actually laughed. "I see that you've already heard about me ... about us, David and I."
"And obviously, you've already heard about me too," I responded back as we stepped into the elevator together heading up to the third floor walk-way, where we'd then part and head off to our semi-connected condos.
Crystal was tall, at least six feet, a good two inches taller than I was. Her hair was blonde, short ... and spiked, which looked really good on her, not to mention long tapered legs and thighs that told me she could very easily work as a model. Medium sized breasts that weren't overly large, but certainly hinted at voluptuous fullness as she hugged one of the bags against herself. I turned walking over to my door entry as Crystal followed, leading her inside my place seconds later as I set the bags down on the counter, reaching for hers. "Can I offer you a drink?" I asked. "Orange juice? Beer? Water?" I realized then I should probably pick up a few bottles of wine too.
"A beer would be lovely, thank you." She said taking one of the stools I had at the counter as I opened the fridge, taking out two bottles of beer for us. She smiled sipping on her beer looking at me as she did. "So ... what have you heard anyway?" She half teased. I was again blushing.
"Well, only that you and your husband don't seem to mind being seen making love out on your balcony, though admittedly, I haven't had the pleasure yet."
"Oh ... I am sure you will," she laughed. "Though I can say I certainly have. Enjoyed watching you yesterday over at Darlene's. She's quite the woman isn't she?"
"You might could say that," I agreed feeling my cock throb just a bit moving closer to the counter so as to hide the fact I was becoming aroused. Wondering as I did however, where she'd been while I'd been doing that. I didn't remember seeing her.
I knew very little about this woman, or her husband beyond the widely known facts I had heard. And I didn't want to come off as being some sort of a pervert having just moved in here. I needn't have worried.
"I don't recall seeing you," I finally said.
"No ... you wouldn't have. I was laying on the bed, masturbating at the time, watching you through a pair of high-powered binoculars. I like doing that, it's almost as though being there. Like I said, it was fun watching you cum all over those amazingly big breasts of hers. Kept me horny all day just thinking about it."
And here I'd been worried about being thought of as some kind of a pervert. I actually laughed upon hearing that though, suddenly feeling much at ease. "Yeah, pretty interesting, living here I think. Only been here a few days now, and I think I've already cum more times than I did in my entire marriage," surprised at myself for even saying that to this woman I had only just met.
"Yeah, David and I were lucky to stumble into this place, as I'm sure you'll soon discover. A majority of those that live here, have come to understand the carefree uninhibited life-style most of us enjoy having here. So you can understand the nervousness when one of the units goes up for sale. We all wonder if it will be bought by someone who will at least be tolerant of some of the things that go on around here, or preferably ... someone that will eventually join our interesting little family as we call it. And don't get me wrong either. David and I are not swingers or anything like that. We keep the intimacy of sexual intercourse strictly between us, though as you've already heard ... we do enjoy the exhibitionistic aspects of that as often as we can. Simply stated, we enjoy it when people watch us fuck!" She took another sip of her beer, as I did. My cock swelling a bit bigger now as I stood behind the counter looking at her. "But ... as Darlene's probably already explained to you, especially about her amazing parties ... we're not above fondling and playing with others, something that David and I also love doing, whenever we get the chance."
Crystal set her beer back down on the counter top, and then reached up, undoing the top button on her blouse, followed by another, which she began undoing rather slowly.
"Nice to ... hear," I said sipping on my beer, watching ... not at all sure where any of this was heading. Once again, a bit stunned and amazed by all this, having just met her and all that. Obviously living here was going to prove out to be a whole new experience for me.
"Yeah, Rub was telling us ... that you're quite the squirter too!" She undid another button, her white blouse starting to part, revealing what appeared to be a very lacy white bra beneath. The cups barely covering what appeared to be very dark brown colored areolas that were peeking out as she finished undoing the last remaining buttons. I took another sip on my beer ... finding it empty, setting the now empty bottle down on the counter top next to hers as she slithered out of her blouse, now reaching behind, undoing the clasp on her bra, letting it fall. I was now staring at her exposed breasts, perfect little well rounded twins, fairly large dark colored nipples that were hard and erect.
"How'd you like to show me by squirting all over these?" She asked, now cupping and pressing her twin globes together.
I was rock fucking hard. And then her phone rang. She reached into her pocket pulling her cell-phone out, looking at the I.D., smiling. "Sorry ... David," she said answering before I could say anything. "Hi honey ... no, I'm back. I'm over at Tom's. Had to help him cart up some groceries. He invited me in for a drink."
I half winced at that, wondering ... actually picking up my empty beer bottle before realizing it was, setting it down again.
"Yeah, you should come over and meet him," she said speaking into the phone. "I'm trying to convince him to cum all over my tits."
I needed another beer.
I took out two more, and then three upon hearing a knock at the door. It was already time to make a beer run. "Come in!" I called out, as David entered spotting his wife as she sat there on my barstool with her tits hanging out.
"Hey babe!" He said greeting her, walking over, though frowning slightly looking at her, and then at me. I was again wondering. Though about the same height as I was, this guy was twice as big as I was too. He could have easily been a body builder by the looks of it, not the kind of guy you'd want to run into in a dark alley. Maybe it was his bald head that made him look even more intimidating as he then extended his hand in greeting. I took it, shaking it briefly, feeling the maw of his paw overwhelm my own with a very strong, very firm hand-shake.
"Beer?" I asked handing him one.
"No ... thanks, I don't drink," he said grinning at me. I now stood holding two beers, and then for something to do ... turned putting one back inside the fridge as he spoke again. "Thought you said he was about to cum on your tits," he said suddenly. I almost dropped the beer, just managing to place it back inside the carton before turning again.
"No ... what I said was, I was trying to convince him into doing that. I guess these aren't working very well," she added to that as I again watched her cupping her own breasts, wiggling them enticingly.
"Didn't say it wasn't working," I responded. As intimidated by her husband as I'd been ... my cock certainly wasn't, still pressing against the front of my jeans as I stood there, lifting the bottle to my lips, only to see I hadn't as yet screwed off the cap yet. Crystal giggled seeing that.
"Works better if you unscrew it first."
"Or screw it," David responded looking down at his wife's breasts. "And I especially love screwing these," he then added to that, as Crystal reached over undoing her husband's zipper. Her hand reaching in, seconds later withdrawing his steely looking cock. At least that wasn't a monster, though I was half expecting it. Even then, I would have been hard pressed to measure whose was bigger ... his or mine.
"Come on Tom, what do you say? How about joining David here? My tits could use a really good creaming!"
David stood there jacking his cock, pointing it towards his wife's right breast. "Yeah, come on Tom ... join me. That's why they have two of them you know, though from what I hear ... you could easily cover both all by yourself!"
"Word spreads quickly around here doesn't it?" I asked, though I now set my bottle of beer down on the counter again, stepping around in front of it, unzipping as I did.
"Now that's what I was hoping to see," Crystal smiled. She swiveled around in her chair so that David and I could now stand on either side of her, each of us fisting our own pricks now, occasionally rubbing them against those stiff hard nipples of hers. "I am so looking forward to Saturday," she sighed pleasurably. "So good to hear you'll be coming too. And speaking of which..." she looked up hopefully and expectantly, just as David groaned, grunted ... and then began launching several streamers of his own spunk all over her right breast.
"Ah fuck that felt good ... and looks good too," he added admiring his handy-work. "Go ahead Tom, let's see if you are as good at squirting as they say you are."
It was the one thing I did seem to do better than he had. Even though his own discharge was impressive in its own right. Moments later, I had turned on the hose, dowsing not only her left breast liberally with my cum-cream, but her right one as well, which between the two of us, had all but disappeared under a copious covering of white sticky fluid that she now smeared happily and pleasurably with her hands, massaging it into both breasts.
"Now that's what I call ... a good tit creaming!"
My two new friends left a short time later. Like Rub had so often done herself, Crystal gathering up her blouse and bra, carrying them back over to their place, her frothy, foam-like covered breasts still sparkling with the results of our combined milking. I stepped outside onto my balcony, my last beer in hand, looking across the way, but saw neither Darlene nor Rub sitting outside. I figured Rub was no doubt working again, and as I only then recalled ... Darlene was probably out showing a home to someone as she worked as a realtor.
And then it dawned on me. I had remembered seeing a business card, brochure ... or perhaps a pamphlet sitting on her dining room table. It was from the same company I had gone through when eventually finding this place. I wondered then, if she hadn't been involved in some sort of condo pre-screening or something. I'd have to ask her about that, out of curiosity if she indeed had. It would certainly go a long way in explaining a lot about the people who lived here.
As I stood there thinking about this, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Sure enough, Steven had come walking out onto his deck. And as I had now come to expect and no longer found surprise in, he was likewise naked again. I turned waving, nodding my head in greeting at him, and then called out. "Hey Steven, would you care for a beer?"
"I have my own," he called back to me. "Why don't you come over here, and you can have one of mine!"
It was a good thing he did. I was out of beer. But more importantly than that, now that I had finally met David and Crystal, it was time that I finally met Steven. To begin with, it had been one of Darlene's suggestions that I do, and soon. She told me to explain to him what my own situation was, since he'd been through a similar loss himself. Though unlike me, soon to be divorced, according to Darlene, Steven had lost his wife due to a long suffering illness. He hadn't remarried afterwards, unable to find anyone he was as compatible with, and who understood and accepted his own unique life-style. He and his wife had been members of a couple's only nudist club. After her death, he had returned only a couple of times ... with women he had started seeing, but according to Darlene, they'd been too uncomfortable in adopting or accepting that particular life-style. At least here ... in this place, he could be more like himself until someone finally did come along. And the added bonus being ... he could basically jerk off openly as well, whenever he liked. Which he'd just begun doing as he waved me over, inviting me for a beer.
Like I said. It was time to formally meet Steven, but there were also other reasons for doing so. I needed to incorporate his help come Saturday. And according to both Darlene and Rub, Steven would be the man I could rely on to do so.
Since we were on the same top-floor level, I took the walkway that went around and behind David and Crystals place, soon arriving at the door to Steven's place. The door was open, though I still knocked before stepping inside.
"Out here..." he called to me. No surprise there.
I walked out, soon joining him on his balcony. He was of course still naked, sitting there with what looked to be a partial erection. He pointed at the freshly open beer sitting on the table, inviting me to sit down.
"Was wondering when we'd finally meet," he said offering his hand to me over the table, which I accepted and shook before taking up my fresh beer. "And by the way ... nice dick you have there, fun watching you cum."
Like I said before. It was going to be interesting living here.
I spent a reasonably, enjoyable time just sitting there chatting with him, getting to know the man better, and eventually telling him a little bit about my own problem. He grinned at that, not at all surprised that Darlene recommended that I approach him regarding her idea, and now mine.
"Sounds interesting. Certainly will add an element of curious entertainment to Darlene's party if what you believe is true. But sure Tom ... more than happy to help out in whatever way that I can," he said finally agreeing to what Darlene and I had come up with. This indeed was going to prove to be a very interesting test for my soon to be ex-wife, if she in fact decided to even go through with it. I was still wondering about that, since this would indeed be something that up until now, she'd never really been very comfortable with. Walking in to a party where everyone else would be openly enjoying themselves, and no doubt in some instances with one another ... I couldn't imagine Karen actually being able to do that herself.
Time would tell, with the party only a few short days away now.
And once again, I had to congratulate myself too as I soon after stood, heading back to my own place. The entire time Steven and I had sat there talking to one another, he'd continued stroking and playing with his prick. And oddly enough, the fact that he did ... hadn't bothered me even a little. I was obviously starting to get used to this place.
I had now met just about everyone that both Rub and Darlene had told me would be there at the party. Other than a couple of outsiders that they knew, and always invited ... the only people I hadn't met yet was the other gay couple that Rub had briefly told me about.
Robert and Daniel. It was interesting, because Rub had told me they were totally exclusive and committed to one another. And though they enjoyed attending Darlene's parties on occasion, enjoyed watching ... and being watched, they never touched or got involved with anyone else. And though both Jan and Stacy enjoyed seeing the two of them together, and as I also learned, had even had their own parties separate and apart from Darlene's where the four of them did that, the girls still viewed it a challenge to see if they could get two straight guys to do what their friends did. And though I was still more than a little unsure about that myself, I figured that with it being a masturbation party only, seeing the two of them fooling around with one another would be no big deal. Especially as it would also play into the little scheme that Darlene and I had cooked up. I was leaving that aspect of the plan up to her to approach them with however. So hopefully she had ... or would, as I hadn't met the two of them yet, and more than likely wouldn't until the party. Apparently they both slept during the day, and worked some sort of nightshift as bar tenders. So seeing them out and about, was a bit of a rarity.
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"Kimmi, I know you are awake!" I sheepishly open my eyes. "Sorry," I squeak, with Cara's big tits dangling over me.I look over to see Jake slipping his shorts back on, covering his drooping cock. "How much did you see?" Jake asks."Ummm, not much," I lie."Kimmi, tell the truth," Cara demands."Everything," I whisper, pulling the covers over my naughty voyeur eyes. From underneath the covers, I hear them whispering. I want to crawl in a hole and die I am so embarrassed."Good idea,"...
College Sex----- Her eyes fluttered open as she awoke. she sat up slowly, propping herself up on her elbows. Smiling happily as her eyes drifted down to her bare chest, pleased they were still perky at her age. Biting her lip, already feeling that tingling sensation that had awoken her in the first place. Glancing to her side, watching her husband sleeping peacefully. Sara tentatively reached over and brushed her fingers along his hip through the thin sheet covering his body, but all she received was...
I dropped Porsche back at the coffee shop and watched as she got in her car and drove away with a very seductive grin on her face. I shook my head and chuckled to myself, thinking she was going to be the death of me.I sat there waiting for a bit, my mind wondering what Carol was doing there at the rest area. I was a bit worried she would talk, but seeing her flushed cheeks peeking around the corner made my gut think she wouldn’t.I was just about to pull out of the parking lot when I saw Carol...
TeenWe 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...
I looked up from my laptop straight into the sun where I saw a silhouette. I recognized the figure of that of the young woman in cabin D. We hadn’t seen her around but rumours where that late at night she was being picked up by the black man only to return before sunrise.“Yes?” I put on my sunglasses and took her in. Shorts, tight top, no bra, hair in a ponytail. My cock moved in its enclosure.“Could I borrow your charger, mine seems to be broken?”“Sure.”She unplugged mine from the extension...
TeenPart of my route included some apartment buildings where a lot of students from the local university lived. It was easier to go behind the building than around. One morning as I was walking past the back of the building, I heard something that attracted my attention. I quietly approached an open window that had the curtains not totally closed. I couldn’t believe what I saw. A girl was masturbating. She was so pretty. She had shoulder length brown hair that framed her beautiful...
My neighbor's wife, what a fox. Long brown hair, pretty face, small little tits, a great ass, and the horniest little voice you'd ever hear. Then there was her husband, and first off, lemme say, WHAT A LUCKY BASTARD! He was tall, had a nice and sculpted body, brown hair aswell, long cock maybe 7 inches? I can't tell from here, but that lass must love the feel, because she begs for it nightly. And then their room. And must I say, a landmark city. Clearly they were into BDSM stuff...
Now as I was saying, I have always been trying to see her naked. It has gone from watching her through her bedroom window to standing outside the shower door hoping she decides to come out naked. I had never been able to formulate a very good plan until I found out a little secret about the upstairs bathroom. In the bathroom there is an entrance to the attic. The doors to the attic, however, are the doors with the wooden panels are facing downward so you can see through them easily. ...
this happened for a few nights, no big deal, but one night as i fell alseep, i awoke to something magical.... first off, in the morning, everyone in the house gets ready for work and i sleep in as i have my own courses to take care of. everyone is out of the house early, leaving me and her younger sister still in the house as she prepares for school. one morning i awoke as i could hear music and something of a conversation. as i came out of my slumber, i realized i could now see...
Julie turned in front of the mirror, admiring herself. “Not too shabby for an old lady,” she thought to herself, as she walked out of her dressing area. Her forty-five year old body was stuffed into a swimsuit that was skimpier than she would have been comfortable wearing if she weren’t in the privacy of her own home. These spring days in South Texas are what made living there worth putting up with the hot summers. The sun shone brightly in the clear, blue sky, but the air was pleasantly...
Introduction: The following story is true. Well some of it is true. Ok, the only part that is true is that I did have a paper route and I did maturbate a lot when I was 13. Everything else is purely from my dreams. Onlyl my second story attempt, and the first one that I think I can make into a series. If you have negative remarks, make them constructive please, dont just say that it sucks. Thats an opinion, not a criticism. Hope you enjoy it. I had an early morning paper route. It was a good...
This was a sickness. A sickness that I had to find help for or get under wraps. Sooner or later this kind of behavior is going to get me into trouble. There was no denying that I had to watch whatever seemed to be the least bit arousing to me. More than that though, I needed to understand the fascination. Where there more out there just like me? I turned to the only thing rational where I could find the answers to all of my questions. I went to google and started my search. It didn’t take long...
The office couple. They sit so close to one another at lunch it’s like they are joined at the hip. I watch them and notice how he just brushes the side of her thigh as they eat. God the way he looks at her. Of course I can’t take my eyes off of them, staring rudely as I swallow mouth fulls of coffee. She’s the worst kind of tease too, leaning in and whispering what I imagine are obscenities right into his ear, watching how his eyes buldge out of his head, grinning and gripping at her thigh...
His hands were tangled in my hair, tugging my head up and down. I fought off the urge to gag but how much more could I take of his relentless throat fucking? ‘That’s better…I knew you could do better’. His words trailed off into a low guttural moan. My mouth strained to keep him there, in the deepest hollows of my throat. ‘Dirty, dirty girl. See what happens when you put yourself in dangerous predicaments? Spying on us like that…this is exactly what you wanted isn’t it?’ My eyes lifted...
Summer nights were warm and drowsy. I went outside to get some air and noticed the light on in the house next door. I walked quietly to the house and peaked in the window. The shade was drawn, but there was a little strip of light not covered. I saw the neighbor’s 19 year old daughter sitting on the edge of the bed. She only had on panties and a thin bra. Her bed was near the window so I could see clearly. My penis surged inside my pants. The girl got up and walked over to her dresser. Her...
So I guess it all started in the shower, as these stories sometimes do. You see I live in a house with my wife, child and sister in law. That came about because we took over the bills and house when her parents moved out of state last month. In this house the bathroom door does not shut all the way, a little crack is left open though you can’t see anything through it, as there is a wall in the way. So in better description you would open the door to an immediate wall on the right going...
i wake to my phone ringing and look at the clock its 4am who could be calling me at this time of the day 'hello' i say answering my phone'time to get up come over to the window you better be nude' the black guy from next door saysi get up and walk to the window as i always sleep in the nude i don't have to take anything offi look out the window and see the black guy fully clothed staning watching me from next door'take hold of you cock get it hard then ask me nicely if you can have a wank' he...
i was looking out of my bedroom window i could see into the neighbours bedroom they were on the bed fucking really getting into it she is a hot blonde milf with tits like g****fruits he is a black dude with a huge cock which is sliding in and out of her tight cunt i can't help it my cock starts to stiffen so i pull down my trousers and take hold of my cock and start stroking it its hard now but nowhere near the size of that huge black cock sliding in and out of that fantastic blonde they roll...
I was hooked and now paid attention to every movement my neighbor made. It had only been a couple of nights since I last watched her but I had to see more. I found myself waiting and watching out the window to see when she would come home. For the next three days she never got home until after one in the morning and immediately her apartment would go dark. By the fourth night I was gust about to give up. But I was obsessed with what I had seen and I had to see more. That night when I saw her...
Day two I could not resist th temptation to go back to the apartment looking for more. The Tennant i was watching was irrisistable and the game was afoot.... I waited for her to get home it was past 11 and well past the time my grandmother went to bed. I went out to the yard to go for a walk but I really only had one intent... to spy on the neighbor.It turned out that She would not disappoint. She arrived home somewhat early for her and as she drove up into the yard I got ready.I picked a dark...
Last week on my day off I decided that I would get up early and go for a jog then head to the swimming pool for a few lengths. I must have been swimming for about 45 miaswhen i looked up and noticens when I decided I had had enough so I grabbed a quick shower and headed back to the communal changing room as I sat down on the bench of my cubical I noticed that there was a tiny spy hole just at the front on my cubical wall. When I looked up and noticed the hole I heard somebody move in the next...
Ed stood in the lobby of his apartment building slowly going through his mail. He flipped through the stack slowly, looking up between each piece to see if she was coming. She was 5F; at least that was her apartment number. He stalled with his mail to see if she would come in according to schedule. That she lived in 5F was perfect; it was perfect because her apartment was directly across the courtyard from his.Ed looked up one last time and in she strolled. The setting sun streamed through door...
A few years ago on my way home from work late on a pitch dark, winter night. The snow had not come to any great extent. Despite the street lighting, the streets were still relatively dark. I walked through a residential area which was bordered by dense forest on one side. There was little footpath that ran along the property line to the houses, it was almost dark always because someone had amused themselves by kicking lampposts so that the lights broke. Most houses were in darkness, but here...
I was in my bedroom and as always I was naked. My curtains were open as always because I love to think someone may see me. I went to the window just to look at the beautiful day. I looked at the house across the back and there was a man standing in the window with binoculars. I thought it was Andy the man who lived there but looking closer it looked like a young man because his shirt was off and had a great body. Andy is fat. I decided to give whoever it was a show. I started to rub my pussy,...