[Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years or older.]
Hi. My name is Ted and I'm a voyeur.
I'm not a Peeping-Tom or anything creepy like that; in fact, until recently, my voyeurism had always been restricted to watching strangers have sex in adult videos or Internet porn. There are a couple of videos that my wife and I watch occasionally that are shot from the viewpoint of a "watcher," and I really like them. (So does she, by the way.)
The only live person I've ever watched have sex is my wife, Holly. It started out during a regular love making session. I was sliding her vibrator in and out of her wet pussy while I lapped at her clit, and I could tell by the way she was moving around that she wanted something that I wasn't quite giving her. So, I took her hand and wrapped it around the dildo so she could take matters into her own hands.
I then sat back and watched as she stroked the humming rubber cock through her wet pussy lips and then pressed it down hard onto her clit. She alternated between sliding the dick deep up her cunt, and dragging it across her clit several times, before finally holding it hard against her clit and stiffening her legs as a self-propelled orgasm ripped through her body.
I found myself mesmerized by just watching her, and I jerked myself off looking down at her rigid body, with her eyes screwed tightly shut and her hand grinding the vibrator into her cunt.
As my own orgasm quickly approached, I told her, "Open your mouth, baby! I'm gonna cum!"
She opened her eyes and her mouth just in time for me to blow my load into her waiting mouth, wiping my cock head across her lips as I finished. I then bent down and kissed her passionately, tasting my own cum as out tongues danced.
As I rolled onto the bed beside my loving wife, it occurred to me that I had rarely had a hotter orgasm, and I had never even sunk my dick into her cunt or had her suck on it. My arousal had built to a grand crescendo simply from watching her get herself off.
From then on, I would always make sure that our love making sessions included me watching while she was taking care of herself with her vibrator, her fingers, or both. Sometimes I would just jerk off watching her, other times I'd fuck her after she'd gotten her first orgasm, and still other times, I'd sink my cock in her soft wet mouth as she fucked herself to the big O. But watching her take care of herself—all
by
herself—became almost a fetish for me.
I even found that my Internet porn searches for jerk-off material gravitated to clips of women getting themselves off all by themselves.
Then one day I got the brilliant idea to set up a spy-cam so I could record Holly masturbating alone with her favorite toy, and then I could jerk off to that hot scene whenever the mood struck me.
Holly worked three days a week, and I knew that on her days off she sometimes enjoyed the company of one of her vibrators or dildos after I'd left for work. We each understood and accepted that the other masturbated occasionally, but it wasn't something that ever came up in conversation. Kind of a don't ask, don't tell thing.
So, I bought the smallest spy-cam I could find with the features I needed, and I managed to hide it on a shelf of photos above her dresser mirror. Watching its picture through the app on my laptop, I got it aimed and zoomed in on our bed. I then set it to start recording when it detected motion.
I rationalized that I really wasn't "spying" on my wife,
per se
—trying to catch her cheating or doing something that I wasn't already aware of—I just wanted to watch her acting naturally.
It was a guess on my part that she would masturbate on our bed, rather than in the shower, for instance, or sitting at her desk watching porn on her computer ... like I do. If I was wrong after a week or so, I'd hide the camera in a new place and start over.
I began thinking of the little spy camera as my "Holly-cam."
It was the end of the week before I had a chance to open my laptop in privacy and check out what I had captured.
Unfortunately, there was no way to teach the camera to only look for attractive naked women, so there were dozens of short clips of me or Holly walking in or out of the bedroom.
Finally, on Tuesday's recordings, I did get to see her walking around naked as she got dressed after her shower. Though I'd obviously seen her naked a thousand times before, it was still surprisingly arousing, knowing that she didn't know I was watching her. Wednesday's clips were just more bedroom traffic, but then in Thursday's recordings, her next day off, I hit pay-dirt!
She had passed the camera, leaving the bedroom, wearing her short robe tied around her. In the next clip, ten minutes later, she came back in carrying her open laptop, and with her robe hanging open, exposing her wonderful breasts and her landing-strip-trimmed pussy. My dick started to grow at just
that
sight!
She set the computer on the bed, but it was facing away from the camera, so I couldn't tell what might be on the screen. I was hoping it was porn, and that I was finally going to get to see her jilling off.