Just a few miscellaneous accounts of some girls I have had the pleasure of observing over the years.
#1
Not much story with this one. The girl was my neighborâs daughter. I knew the family by name only and didnât even know their daughter was living at home again. I donât know how old she was, but I think was in her mid-twenties when I first voyeured her.
I used to watch her through the window and horizontal blinds that were over her bed. I love horizontal blinds like this because people have a sense of security which is really not there. Then, when the bed is under the window the set-up is complete.
These experiences are amongst the strangest I have ever had. The reason for this is what I would see did whenever I voyeured her. I have never seen any other girl do this, nor have I ever figured out why she did it. Now that I have your attention I will explain (wait for it).
This girl would lie on her bed and talk on the phone. The bed and phone part arenât unusual. But what was very odd was how she would lie on the bed.
She would lie across the narrow part of the bed and put her feet on the wall. Okay so far, right? But then, she would walk up the wall until her butt rested on the edge of the window sill and only her shoulders and neck were on the bed. Her knees would hang down near her shoulders. She would then lay there topless and chat with her friends on the phone. Sometimes for thirty minutes at a time.
I watched this girl come and go from her room for about two weeks before I got lucky for the first time. I was tempted to give up on her when it finally happened. She came walking into her room and immediately took off her shirt and jeans. She wasnât wearing a bra and her perky little âAâ cups were very cute.
She grabbed the phone and lay down on the bed. At first she lay with her bed on the pillow, her body was stretched out below the window and I got a great view of it. She was trim, almost skinny, but overall not bad at all. Her panties were lacy but not sheer.
She dialed several numbers before someone answered. From where I was at I could hear every word of her conversation. Once she started to talk with her friend, she spun around on the bed and hung her head off the edge. This seemed very strange. It was almost as if she was giving me a show. I couldnât believe that she would actually do this, so I just figured that she enjoyed being in this position.
When she finally got herself all positioned her butt was against the window sill and, I tell you no lie, her panty clad pussy was less than a foot from my face. If not for the window I could have smelled her scent. I was completely stunned. Again I thought that she must be doing this on purpose. I later learned that she wasnât.
I gazed at the sight in amazement for what seemed an eternity. Her lace covered crotch was beautiful, with a few pubes poking out of the fibers of the lace. The fabric clung and conformed to the folds or her pussy. Unbelievable.
I got a similar maybe a dozen more times. Always she wore panties â which I am sure you might imagine was torturous. Then one day I almost got caught.
In middle of one peeping session and car light in the long driveway startled me. I slipped a little and my head hit the window. I took off running around the house. When I got to the corner I looked back and saw her looking out the window. I knew she couldnât see me from where I stood, but I never went back again.