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Nude Day, the day of flashing and being flashed taken to the next level.
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Even though it was still very early in the morning, once she turned on her bathroom light, Judy knew that Richard, her neighbor to the west, would already be standing by his balcony door naked, but for his bathrobe, with cock in hand, while watching her. They met at a party once and ever since then, he's been fixated with seeing her naked or in any form of undress. Having seen him watching her enough to know that he knows her routine, as if it was a lighthouse beacon that illuminated his small apartment, before the sun was even up, her bathroom light was his alarm clock and the sun that brightened his day.
Waking up with her, always standing there in plain view while masturbating, he's always watching her. Not even so much as saying, "Hi Judy, how are you?" undressing her with his eyes, anytime he sees her on the street, he just leers at her. Just by the heat of his perversion, she doesn't have to see him to feel the heat of his invasive stare. Staring at her through her clothes, while stripping them away, her blouse first, then her bra, skirt, and panties, he leers at her as if she's naked, while masturbating. Wanting everyone to see him and to watch him, always, he masturbates and in plain view.
Judy doesn't even have to look to know he's there masturbating over any sight of her. As if he's her personal surveillance video camera, recording any image of her for fodder to masturbate over later, she knows he's there watching her. Watching her and watching her, always he's there watching her. No doubt, hoping to see enough of her to imagine the rest, while masturbating over the thoughts of having wild sex with her naked body, if anything, he's persistent and ever vigilant in his watchfulness of her.
She knew he was the type of man who wouldn't miss any opportunity to see her in her panties and bra and would give his right nut to see her topless and his left arm to see her naked. Bordering on stalking, she wasn't frightened, not of Richard. He was just a harmless peeper. Instead, feeling flattered and somewhat special that he lusted over her night and day, she felt empowered to know that she was in control of him. Wildly erotic because of the imagined danger that she could be in by teasing him, she knew that his unrelenting desire for her would make the start of her Nude Day exciting.
Most times he gives her the creeps, but not today. Today, Nude Day, she decided to play with him. Allowing him to see her naked, today, she was going to give him a sight he'd never forget. He'd be masturbating over the naked image of her for the rest of his miserable life, no doubt. Well, let the games begin.
Laughing him off as a harmless nut, most days, she ignored him. On those days she was horny and wanted to play, she'd purposely flash him her panties getting out of her car or she'd run outside in her sheer, short, sexy nightgown to take out her trash or retrieve her newspaper. Slowly building much like a fever, there were those scorching hot summer days when the weather was seemingly as hot as the asphalt in her driveway. On those days, she'd wash her car in her itsy bitsy, barely there bikini. With her bikini top barely covering her areolas and nipples and her bikini bottom exposing most of her ass cheeks, the imagined him masturbating over all that she was showing and all that he was seeing. Most days, she pretended not to see him standing behind his balcony door exploding his lust for her all over the glass. Pretending she was oblivious to the sight of him, sometimes, she'd watch him masturbate, while sipping a cocktail, and while pretending he was someone else, someone taller, more handsome, younger, and richer.
Shadowing her bathroom window, as if it was her mere shadow that constantly teased him, with the brightness of her overhead light that contrasted the darkness of the night or the earliness of the morning, all that he ever saw of her was the silhouetted form of her naked body. Sometimes seemingly enough, it didn't take much to excite him to the point that he needed to stroke away his desire for her. Today was different however. Today, Nude Day, was his lucky day. Today, she was giving him the free show he always wanted to see and the naked show he'd never forget.
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Sleeping with one eye open, while facing her bathroom window, Richard got up out of bed, when he saw Judy's bathroom light. It was still early, a quarter to five. Too early for even the newspaper man to be out and about but, by her bathroom light and her silhouetted shadow, he saw that Judy was already in the shower.
"She's one sexy bitch, I'd love to fuck. I love imagining her on her knees and looking up at me with my cock in her mouth. Oh, yeah," he said pulling out and fondling his cock.
Not wanting to take the time to pee, already stroking himself to an erection, he didn't want to miss anything. Wishing he was showering with her, he touched, fondled, and stroked himself with the imagined thought of her nakedness. Not wanting to cum so soon, slowing down his excitement, he stopped stroking to fondle the head of his cock with his fingertips. Always, he hoped she'd open the bathroom window to allow him to see more of her, but she never did.
"Just once, I'd love to see her tits. Just once, I'd love to see her ass. Just once, I'd love to see her pussy. Just once, I'd love to see her naked," he said slowly stroking himself again. "Just once, I wish she'd open that damn bathroom window enough for me to see more than just her shadowy silhouette."
Just as Richard said that, Judy did that. For the first time, she opened her bathroom window.
"Oh, my God. Fuck me. No fucking way. She's such a slut, but I love her."
By his wide-eyed focused stare, he couldn't believe his eyes, when she opened her bathroom window and he saw that she was naked. Standing on his second floor balcony and peering straight down in her small apartment bathroom from across the street, with a clear view of her from her tits to her pussy and ass, she was right there standing naked in front of him. He watched her wash her oh, so dirty body, as he stroked his oh, so hard cock faster.
"Oh, yeah, baby, wash those dirty tits."
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Hidden by the darkness, risking meeting a skunk or a second story burglar, Howard purposely walked his dog, Gracie, at odd hours. Always looking to see something that he shouldn't see, he was more than just another neighborhood vigilant voyeur. He was a peeper. Just as he was nearing his neighbor, Judy's apartment, he saw her bathroom light.
"Now, there's one sexy bitch, I'd love to see naked," he said aloud for only Gracie to hear. "She has such a hot body. Never is when I've seen anyone more beautiful than her. I'd sell my soul to be 30 years younger with the hope of being with her."
Just as he said that, Judy opened her bathroom window and she was naked. Remaining motionless behind a tree, he delayed Gracie's walk, while watching Judy in her shower. From his street side vantage point on the sidewalk, not having the full body view of Judy that Richard had from his second story perch, he could only see from the top of her head to her big, shapely tits.
"Oh, my God," he whispered under his breath. "Maybe, after she's done with her shower, opens the shower curtain, and stands by her sink, I'll see more of her," said Howard to Gracie. "We'll just stand here for a few minutes, Gracie, while pretending you're doing your business. Oh, yeah, that's right, Judy, wash your dirty body," said Howard from the street. "I'd love to wash your dirty tits for you."
"Oh, yeah, that's right, Judy, wash your dirty body," said Richard from his balcony, while stroking his cock faster. "A vision that will last me the rest of my life, this is going to be a good show and a good day."
With Richard standing above behind his glass balcony door and Howard standing below behind a tree, they both watched Judy showering.
Knowing Richard would be watching her shower, Judy opened her bathroom window all the way, and it wasn't until she opened her window wider and looked out that she noticed Gracie's leash and knew that Howard was standing behind the tree watching her, too. New York was full of perverts and Howard was just another neighborhood deviant. No doubt hoping to see as much as he could of women dressing and undressing, he only walked his dog after dark and before dawn. She knew he was a dedicated peeper.
Just as she pretended not to see Richard, she pretended not to see Howard. Two voyeurs for the price of one, this Nude Day was already shaping up to be a great day of exhibitionism and voyeurism. She was doubly excited to exposed her naked body to the two men, men who had been lusting over her for months. With Richard on the second floor and Howard standing in front of her below street level garden apartment, from their higher vantage points, she knew she was already giving them the show they've both longed to see.
Taking her time to lather her body with soap, spending extra time to wash her tits, before slowly and seductively deeply rinsing her pussy with her long, stiff fingers, if her shower was a movie, it would have been X-rated. Then, when finished showering, with her bathroom window still wide open, she pulled back the shower curtain on the pretense of clearing out the steam, when in truth, she was steaming up Richard's and Howard's desire for her by standing in front of her bathroom mirror naked, as she toweled herself dry.
"Oh, my God, she's such a sexy bitch," said Richard stroking himself faster.
"Oh, my God, I'd love to fuck her," said Howard, unzipping his pants, pulling out his cock, and stroking himself.
"I wish she'd blow me," said Richard, watching Judy intently, as if he was playing a video game.
"I'd love to stick my cock in her mouth," said Howard.
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