Over the years I had established a "route", prime locations that offered me the opportunity to feast my eyes on naked female flesh without their knowledge.
I had sort of stumbled across them by chance during my evening wanderings seeking stimulation to jerk-off to.
My favorite location was the girls' dormitory at the local university. Being of old wartime construction it was a single floor building sprawled in the military "H" block pattern.
The washrooms and showers were in the center crossbar of the "H" connecting the two sleeping quarter's wings. The outside area was dark and overgrown with bushes, a voyeur's paradise. The windows were frosted glass but always open a few inches to allow the humidity to escape.
With about fifty co-ed students living in the dorm there was constant traffic in and out of the washroom all evening.
I got to know many of them, some even my first names. Most of them had routines and could be found naked in the showers at about the same time every night. Of course I had my favorites, the ones with the big breasts or pussies that caught my fancy. I saw them all, the fatties, skinny, homely ones and the ones so good-looking they gave me an instant hard-on.
Occasionally I was fortunate enough to catch two girls "fooling around" together in the showers. Kissing and maybe fondling each other. One night I watched while one girl actually went down on her friend and ate her pussy! They were both attractive and I shot a big load that night.
Another good spot was "The Scottish Rite", a Masonic Lodge temple over a hundred years old. It was built like a mansion complete with a tower and the auditorium was rented out monthly for ladies fashion shows.
The dressing room the models used was in the basement and the window opened out into the dark parking lot. Because it was so hot in the dressing room the window was always wide open with only a screen covering the opening.
I would be able to conceal myself in front of a parked car by the window and jerk-off watching the models continuously getting naked for me.
Modeling swimsuits was my favorite because they would get completely naked whereas with other outfits I would just see them in their panties and bras or maybe topless. To my display I learned most models have small tits but almost all were shaven.
Then there was Carolyn Holmes' house.
Carolyn was an attractive blonde who lived with her parents in a house that backed onto a golf course. Carolyn went to bed pretty much the same time every night. When I saw her bedroom light on at the back of the house it was my signal to move in and watch her change into he pajamas.
Carolyn's window had a Venetian blind on it but it was always raised a few inches from the bottom allowing me to watch her strip naked. I loved watching Carolyn because she was in no hurry to put her pajamas on after she had removed her bra and panties.
She would stand in front of her dresser mirror admiring her naked body, cupping her ample breasts in her hands and parting her pussy lips with her fingers. Carolyn had "meat curtains", distended labia that hung down below her slit visible even through the golden fluff covering her mound.
One night I was fortunate enough to watch Carol masturbate lying on her bed naked with the light on! Her legs were spread wide with her knees the air while her fingers brought her to an intense orgasm. That night I shot my load accompanied by her soft moans of ecstasy.
For a change there was always Bev Wyatt. Wyatt was a fifty-something divorcee who live down the street from us and an exhibitionist. Bev spent most of her time naked and with her blinds open for all to see.
For her age she wasn't too bad looking, peroxide blonde hair always snatched up above her ears and a very nice set of enormous boobs. She had a full bush of her natural mousy brown color hair.
One night I had looked in Wyatt's window and saw her completely naked on her knees sucking of an equally naked older guy. She had his entire cock in her mouth and was fingering his asshole while he rocked her head back and forth on is cock.
I stood by her window and watched until we both come together, her lucky date emptying his jism into her mouth.
I found Roy Cooke when he hired me to do some stonework around his house. Cooke owned an aluminum boat trailer assembly plant and his home was a few miles out in the country. Cooke's closest neighbor was two miles down the country road. There was no Mrs. Cooke on the scene and Roy lived with his two grown up daughters Joanne and Leanne.
Joanne was a hefty thirty-something redhead and Leanne was a couple of years younger and a trim blonde. Joanne had been married at one time but Leanne had always been Daddy's girl.
Working at Cooke's place I saw he had a large inground pool in his back garden. There was a ten foot high solid board privacy fence enclosing the pool area. I figure someone must do some nude swimming and decided to come back later to check it out.
It was a Friday afternoon and I had finished up early so I decided to take a drive over to Cooke's place.
Parking my truck a good piece down the road from Cooke's I walked I n through the woods at the rear of his property. Ass I got close I could hear voices and splashing in the pool area.
Having cased the place on my previous visit I observed a shed at the back of the year with a roof high enough to give me a view over the fence hiding the pool and its occupants. Using an old five gallon paint can I was able to get up onto the shed roof. As I crept to the front of the roof on my belly I had a bird's eye view over the fence.
The father was sitting in a lunge chair and his two daughters were cavorting in the pool, all were naked. Cooke was stoking his cock while he watched his two girls jumping about buck naked before him.
The play went on for a short while all the time the father playing with his cock.
"Leanne, come here!" Roy called.
Obediently the younger daughter left her sister to see what her father wanted.
