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A Yank in the outhouse : Voyeur story

It’s odd to be sitting here in the Florida sunshine as a great grandmother and to remember that I never even met my first American until I was almost eighteen. That was when the big war was being fought in Europe. I’m an old, old lady now but I still remember that windy April afternoon when I ran an errand to Mill Cottage and everything that happened to me there.

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i only want to watch : Voyeur story

I sat just inches away from the couple fucking on the bed.

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Peeping Tom : Voyeur story

She had just gotten home from work and was feeling really revved up. Her married co-worker’s face still fresh in her mind. “God if only I could fuck him once,” she thought. She noticed him checking her out a time or two, their eyes had met and she’d quickly turn away, blushing. She tossed her purse on the counter top and kicked off her high-heeled shoes as she headed straight for her bedroom. She quickly undressed, throwing her clothes throughout her room.

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Lianas blind date : Voyeur story

title “Lianas blind date”

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Love Affair : Voyeur story

For the past couple of months Mike thought his wife was having an affair. He really thought she was seeing someone else. He kept a look out for all the tell tale signs and found there to be so many such as hours of whispered phone calls at all times of the night, she came home late from work on numerous occasions and was always in a business meeting whenever he called her at work. Mike was quite certain that she was having it off with another guy but he didn’t want to make accusations without being sure that she was having an affair.

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A holiday sex : Voyeur story

During our married life I had I soon found out how excited he became when other men showed an interest in me. There were several occasions when his friends made a pass at me and he still loves to make me tell him about those times when we make love, but this experience happened on our first Spanish holiday together.

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Mom and Fred : Voyeur story

Am I obsessed? Oh yeah, I am definitely obsessed. I have a new hobby, watching my mother and her boyfriend Fred, have sex. Sick? Yeah I suppose it is. I started like every other son on this earth. I saw mother naked a few times, once in the bathtub, once or twice when I opened the bathroom door and she was on the toilet, and once when I came home and she didn’t know it. The next thing I new I was sitting on the couch in the half-darkness and she came waltzing by completely naked. I was shocked. It was quite a sight. I masturbated for over a year using that memory. And that started my obsession. At that moment I became a voyeur.

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The Magic Bus Ride : Voyeur story

It was a bad day to be a bus driver. It had been snowing all day and Tony was late. Every time the bus stopped, angry folks that had been waiting for an hour got on, bitching and soaking the floor with their dirty boots. And every few stops, he had to get up and wipe the bus door off because it had steamed up and he couldn’t see through.

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The Roommate – Ch.1 : Voyeur story

Siene was his roommate’s girlfriend so she was off-limits. But Caden had wanted her ever since he’d moved in several months ago. He’d tried to put her out of his mind but things had only gotten worse.

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The Park Lark : Voyeur story

I’ve written a couple of stories about things that happened when I was running wild with a young guy called Jodi Malenger. I guess a lot of people doubt they’re true and I’m not about to argue the point — why bother? But since there’s been quite a few readers who seem to enjoy them I’ll recount another one.

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