This version is different than the story and the rough versions.
This one contains incest, lesbian sex, strap-on and anal.
The incestuous version of peeping Tom begins.
I've watched your house for months now, waiting. About 6 months ago, I started stalking your house, sneaking up almost every night, jerking off to you. Waiting.
You turn heads with your large brown eyes under thick dark lashes, pouty full lips under a cute little pierced nose. Your long black hair falls in waves down your back, and you have very feminine curves, topped with an amazing, full 34DD chest. You are lucky, you have it all, looks, a loving family, a fantastic job, a beautiful home, and a husband who adores you.
But lately, the whole husband thing has been cracking a bit, not that you would show or say anything that would suggest that. But, I know from your husband that things aren't good between you. Back to that later.
This night you're all alone.
You're in your bedroom, your blouse is half unbuttoned. I watch excitedly as you finish unbuttoning it, shaking it free from your shoulders. I am spying on you with a sexual passion and excitement I've missed with my wife for the past 10 years. You have brought my hunger for sex back to life again.
You look at yourself in the mirror, lean in and wipe your eye as if there is something in it.
I unzip my pants and all eight inches of my cock spring free, strong, pointing straight out, and certainly thicker than most guys. I know teens, wives, mothers and tranny's are rather attracted to my large piece of meat,.
I reach down and wrap my fist around my throbbing cock again. It's so thick that I can barely wrap my hand around it.
Some old lady walk by, her fucking dogs almost gives me away, I freeze for a second, but I can see that you don't notice the dog barking at all.
You look in mirror and for a second, I can swear that you are looking right at me.
For a second, I panic, but since the room is lit up and it's pitch black outside, I know that you can't see me. You reach up to the front of your bra and unsnap the closure and in a blink of an eye, you're naked from the waist up, and my hand work its way down to my aching cock.
I am slowly stroking it watching you from behind, then you quickly leave my line of sight and head into your bathroom and I can hear that you turn on the water.
I pull my cock back in my pants and prepare to walk around the house to watch you in the bathroom, and as usual, I pray that you've left the window open.
But right before I leave I see you come back into your room and sit down on the edge of your bed facing my direction. I can't believe how beautiful you look in the dim light, your black hair cascade over your shoulders, enhancing your pale skin. Your breasts are so breathtaking, so firm, so perky. But what really catches my eyes are your nipples. From my distance, I can't really make out too much detail except that they are large, just about the size of a half-dollar.
I pull out my aching cock again and begin stroking myself again.
You brush your hand over the tingly, feather-light sheer black nylon stocking material. Sensually, your fingers trace a line up your thigh, to the stretchy silicone top, then you begin to peel them off, one leg at the time. You lift your clad leg straight out towards me, and wave your toes from under the sheer thin mesh. You guide your fingers higher, letting them swirl over the stretchy nylon covering your most intimate.
I watch you slowly peel off the first leg and then do the same routine with the other one.
Once the stockings are off, you rub your feet, and wiggle your freshly painted pinky-red toes, before you stand up, and turn your back to me once again, but still in my viewing area. My heart is racing with excitement, knowing that your skirt is just about to come off. Your hands reach around and begin to unzip your skirt, your hips shake back and forth when you pull it down your legs.
Finally, it drops down to your ankles and you step out. Your butt is still covered by dark-colored panties. God, your ass is so perfect, non of that wobbly fairly flabby flesh, like my wife, no here all the right curves and smoothness is present.
My hand glide over my cock, slick with pre-cum. You turn around to give me a frontal view again, then bend over to pick up your discarded skirt. Your tits hang down from your chest when you bend down, so gorgeous.
My wife has no clue about my obsession with you and that I stalk your house, but she has noticed that I've been getting rougher and rougher with her.
All of a sudden, you decide to go into the bathroom. Ohhh, noo. I sneak around the house, another fucking dog. But to my delight, you've left the window open to the bathroom. I sneak up and hear that you're about to jump into the shower.
You slide off your panties, and look at yourself in the mirror, as the shower heats up. Then you jump in to the large walk-in shower, but luckily I can still see your sexy body through the glass, it's almost like you pose for me, pushing your beautiful tits to me, lifting one foot onto the bathtub side, spreading your legs wide. My cock is throbbing.
I am so tempted to climb through the window, but I don't. I just can't.
You make sure to get wet all over by using the portable showerhead, focusing especially on your clit. The feeling is amazing, and you look so horny, but you decide to wait for your man to get home, so you put the showerhead back and bend over to pick up the shampoo bottle.
I just stand there and watch you soap up your pussy through the curtain, pulling hard on my cock.
You cup one of your large breasts, almost making sure the hard nipple is visible to me, & move one hand between your legs. Ahh, fuck, you're so horny.
You gently push a finger into your open slit, feeling the fingers nudge against your now pulsing clit. You toss your head back, refocusing on your "performance." Your pussy is probably soaking wet. You pull one of your breasts out, push your hard nipple into your mouth, lick, and suck on it.
