Daddy's Dollhouse

## The Voyeur

Olivia finally got in her car to go home.

A man sat in his car watching and waiting, the orange glow of his cigarette's tip burning low as he took a last deep drag from it and flipped it away. His eyes followed her as she started her car and drove off. A moment later he started his own and followed. He pulled onto a nearby street and watched her walk from her car to the door of her home. She was all long legs and flowing grace. Her ass and breasts bounced and jiggled seductively as she walked, though she was wholely unaware of the allure she exuded.

He watched her from his vantage, his cock growing so hard as she passed in front of her windows, lights coming on or turning off, her silhouette back lit in the frame of glass showed him curves that he longed to cover in his cum. He watched her daughters move through the dwelling in much the same way and he lusted for each. Both beautiful younger women didn't look enough like their mother to be true blood relations, but they seemed to be her children nonetheless. He wondered about this, but then that didn't really matter much to him. They were all lovely creatures for him to lust after indiscriminately.

He smiled to himself wickedly. He remembered the first time he had followed her hoping that she would be good entertainment for his needs. He hadn't expected to find such a trove of treasures to exploit. He rubbed idly at his erection as he settled in for his evening of voyeurism. He enjoyed watching the women of this house, thinking about how he could use each one alone and all together. He continued watching, changing his positions to maximize his entertainment.

That night as Olivia got ready for sleep, he enjoyed her complete lack of self awareness as she undressed without closing her curtains. She seemed to never close them in the evenings. He wondered if she secretly hoped to be seen as she had removed her bra in full view of the window and stood there brushing her long honey brown hair, the mirror on her wall reflecting her bare back and the top of her small black panties before they vanished between her firm round buttocks. Her breasts were on full display for his enjoyment. He lit another cigarette where he sat in the bushes outside her yard and he stroked himself at the sight of her naked body, lusting to feel her olive skin against him, to taste her brown hard nipples and to rub his cock between her firm round ass's cheeks. He shuddered as he came, and continued to rub his shaft with the cum he had loosed for her, letting the thick ropes run down his length as he stroked it and made it drip and squirt on bushes near him.

His heart raced and he climbed to the half roof that connected her home to her garage, for a better view of her through her window. She lay naked on her bed, and in the shadowed eves he watched her and stroked himself as he grew hard at the sight of her again. She lay on her bed now fondling her voluptuous breasts and running her fingers over her swollen wet clit. He took out his phone and began to record her. He couldn't know that Sister Maggie's stories from her youth and the dark eyed stranger in the group filled her mind and she imagined what it would be like to be shared by more than one person, that she lay there imagining Sister Maggie and the man taking turns with her. She lay there longing to be lusted after and filled, dreaming that someone watched her now the way that he did.

He filmed and snapped photos of her naked body silently, his hard boner already so painful with need again. Soon she lay sleeping and his entertainment with her was concluded for the evening as she had pulled her blanket over her without even getting up to clean herself afterwards. He quietly checked to make sure that her window was locked. It was unfortunate that she never left it open, he so wanted to cover her in his cum as she slept.

He crept to other windows peering in them.

He caught the blonde just getting out of the shower, and watched her dry off her body, examining her breasts as she did. She looked at the small scars under them as she rubbed lotions over her soft tanned skin. He watched and recorded her as her young firm body made his already aching boner need to feel the relief of touch and release of its poisons.

Her mother was curves and matured womanly sexual perfection, but the blonde was young, taunt, supple flesh made for sweet lust. Her small petite frame of tanned soft skin called to him. From her emerald eyes to her ruby lips she was a thing to be taken and fucked like a toy. Her nose was a small button, sculpted to perfection, her lips were full and soft and looked like they would make perfect pillows to slide his dick between. Her nipples were pierced with jeweled studs through the soft tanned pink making them stand for his enjoyment on her large implants. He longed to lick and bite them. He wanted to push his cock between those round mounds of silicon and spray his strings of pearls across her neck and plastic face.

He watched her turn to examine her naturally large ass. She spread her cheeks with her hands in the mirror and exposed her tight asshole and pink pussy. He watched her display herself like that and he couldn't hold anything back as he sprayed his lust on the wall and stifled his moan of pleasure at her inadvertent exposure of her lusty holes to him. She shook her ass there looking at it and rubbing her fingers over it obviously desiring to have it played with and he longed to be the one to oblige her needs.

She dressed in a pink silken pair of shorts with matching spaghetti string top and nothing else, the thin fabric showing her pierced nipples clearly, and the fabric at her groin slipping into a cameltoe that was barely able to cover her trimmed blonde mound. He waited a few moments letting himself finish pumping out the last of his burning desire for her before finding his way to her bedroom window.

She sat on her bed looking at her phone, her sister laying on her side beside her. They were chatting and laughing together, obviously neither was ready to sleep. The black haired girl had tattoos all across her exposed pale skin, and wore only a black night gown. The bottom of her ass peeked from beneath the fabric. She lay with a pillow angled so the other couldn't see her rubbing her naked exposed clit as she obviously looked at her sister's large tits poking through the thin fabric.

The black haired girl's skin was porcelain white, covered in swirling designs of black ink and more piercings than he could count. She tugged at a chain linked to a ring that ran through her swollen pink clit. He could see the chain go taunt as she tugged it and how it ran from her clit-ring to her pierced nipples. Her body was all natural, slim and fit and perfect. Her breasts weren't huge like her mother's or sister's, but they were ample and perky like two ski slopes with upturned nipples. Her waist was small and her hips and thighs thick. She was curves and lusty darkness.

He watched as she deftly kept her actions from her sister's notice. She came on her fingers, her face a mask hiding her secret ecstasy from all but him. Her legs shook slightly as she pushed her fingers deeper inside and she shuddered. He groaned inwardly as she licked them off without the other girl ever noticing. He smiled watching the show from his vantage point and wondering if he should risk entering the house. All three women were so inviting and he longed for each of them.