(Based on true events.....)
I don't know when I became a voyeur.
Maybe it was all that xxx movies I saw or perhaps it was the lustful face of the women, which made me attracted to this type of perversion. Thinking back the past incidents seems funny and at the same time exciting.
I would like to bring out some of the few incidents in my life, which I find out to be exciting and which I am sure many of you might have tried it. This might not be a full- fledged sexual story but it does have some sizzling moments especially if you are a voyeur or love to dare.
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My first collection of thoughts on steps to voyeur is the incident which happened by a slip-up.
I was in Dubai at that time. My best friend was Ramnath. His mother was very friendly with us. Recalling the moment now, I think she might have been a voyeur. Her name was Shalini meaning elegant one.Sometimes I used to stay back and spend the night there. The flat was a small one, with only one bedroom. Therefore the only privacy room was the bedroom. The exciting moment was when his mother used to change in the night, in front of us thinking we were asleep, every night. In case we were not asleep she would tell us to cover our face with our hands, but we used to peep in between our fingers. She either didn't know we were peeping or didn't care. Anyway we had no complaint. Ramnath had no problem me watching her, in fact he liked it. He used to call me when she would take bath. We would sit in the bedroom playing as innocent people. Unknown that we were there she would wrap a towel on her body and come out. She had a beautiful smile and long legs. When she would see us she would smile and ask us to leave. We never had any intention to see beyond. Her smile and wet body draped in towel was enough for us to get wet dreams.
One day Ramnath suggested hiding under the bed. It was a turning moment for our sexual life and a cherished moment. We covered ourselves in a sheet and hid under the bed when she went to take her bath. Usually the dirty sheets are tugged under the bed for the servant to take them. So it was easy for us. Ramnath`s mother came from the out wrapped in towel as usual. Toweling her hair, she walked to the bed room door and locked it. We peeped outside. There was a crazy sensation in us. We knew what we were doing was wrong yet it felt exciting. She sat down on a stool in front of the dressing table and combed her hair, then applied powder on her body. She used some perfume to rub on her body and we felt a soothing smell surround us. She suddenly got up and began to look around. We got worried. Was she looking for us? Did she hear any sound? We crept in to our sheets. She opened her cupboard and sat on her legs, looking through the last shelf. She picked up something and got up. As she got up the towel loosened and fell down near us. I got worried that she would pick the towel and find us. After some time we heard no noise. We slowly crept out from our sheets to check. We could still see Ramnath`s mothers legs. Gathering courage we looked out. We were stunned.
Ramnath's mother was standing stark naked. She was standing in front of a mirror we had a good view of both her front and back which send tingles to our little dicks. Ramnath's mother was curling her hair with her eyes fixed on her curls. We watched he boobs which looked like ripe mangoes. Her nipple was pink and its bud aroused. Her navel and stomach was like an art of a goddess. Her pussy hair was curled and thick black in color. Her ass was large yet not vulgar. It looked like two water melons. We watched in awe at the beautiful structure. We were brought to our senses when the noise of placing the comb reached our ears. She had finished curling and placed it in the drawer. We withdrew to our sheets.
Ramnath's mother picked the towel from the ground without seeing us and wrapped it around her body. We were smiling at each other when suddenly Ramnath's mother squatted on the floor. We thought we were caught and trembled. She had her back against us. Lowering her knee, she was searching for something under the cupboard. We watched her ass. It was so near us. Suddenly she bends forward reaching out to the end. In this process her towel around her body went up. She held it but the towel was up and covered only half her ass. As she dug deeper under the cupboard, her ass cheeks opened and we saw her asshole. The asshole so open was a rare treat and never ever possible. We looked at her widened ass cheeks. The pink asshole seemed so inviting. It seemed like it was inviting us in. We wanted to put our finger in it as we saw it contract. We were sure it would easily gain access. The view soon ended as she got what she was searching. It was her high heeled slipper.
We had a good laugh on it later but that picture of her ass and the asshole opening slowly remained vivid in my mind till date. It made me a great fan of women's ass. She never knew that we saw her naked but our small dicks tinkled whenever she turned around.
I learned the art of masturbating years later, giving my evergreen hardon a rest. I learnt it when I went for a haircut, just behind our house. The barber was vigorously battering his dick over a semi nude filmstar`s picture in a magazine. He didn't stop even as he saw me but asked me,
"Does your thing leak milk?"
I didn't understand what he meant, but as soon as I reached home, I started rubbing and doing as he had done. After some time I felt something rush up. I felt my eyes swoon and something gripped over me. I almost fainted as something leaked out of my dick. It took some time for me to register the white liquid that had come out of my dick, draining all my strength and which would be an integral part of my life. Once I learned to masturbate, I wanted to masturbate over every nude or exposing picture of women. Soon I wanted to watch in real. In those days we didn't get XXX VCD easily as we get XXX DVD now. So it was a festival if we got one. My eyes longed for a real one. It was soon to change.
One day when my mom was bathing in the night and I was waiting for her to come out, I saw a ray of light coming out through a gap. My evil mind awoke. The bathroom was outside our house. I looked around to see if anyone was watching and then proceeded with a wild beating heart, to see if I could see anything. I had to kneel down to get my eye to the gap. At first I saw nothing, just the yellow light of the bulb. Suddenly my mom`s leg appeared frightening me out of my skin. I thought I was caught but she had just moved. I peeped in once again. She was naked with droplets of water on her body. She had huge boobs and was applying soap on it. Her nipples were standing out as if aroused. I watched her bounce her boobs around as she applied all over her softness. I followed her hands down as it led to her navel and then to her pussy. Her pussy was all covered with hair. She turned around and applied soap on her thighs and legs. As she bends I remember Ramnath's mother. My mom's ass was not as beautiful or large as hers but still looked good. As she bends, my eye suddenly went to the position between her legs. I found a secret drawer. It emerged like lips, making me feel more erotic. Later I understood that would be the destination of every man. I found myself reaching for my dick and began to masturbate, seeing the first view of an inner woman. I covered my dick with my hand while I ejaculated as never before and ran to wash seeing that my mother had begun to dress after her bath.
From then on I masturbated daily seeing her nudity. It was not always bath I got to see. Sometimes she would urinate other times even doing her toilet. I always feasted on her nakedness for my masturbation. Sometimes she would have finished her bathroom and toilet by the time I reach from school. That day I would wait for the night. In the night when she is asleep, I would lift her dress and shine a torch to see her panties. That would be my feast. Soon I began to touch her or bump in to her by mistake. Sometimes I would dust her back saying there is powder. The turning point was soon to come.
One day I was in my room. I felt mighty horny and covered myself with a sheet after removing my shorts and played with my dick. Suddenly mom came in to know why I had tucked myself in so early. I removed my hands lay as if nothing, but my body betrayed me. Without my shorts no one was there to control my dick. It shot up and stood like a pole under the sheet.
"What are you hiding under the sheet?" mom asked.
"Nothing."
Unexpectedly she grabbed my dick and I pulled away embarrassed. She was surprised and still couldn't believe it was my dick. She pulled off the sheet and my dick shamelessly waved to her. She let go of the sheet and quickly changed the subject to homework and left, but I could see she was shaken. Either she was worried that her son had grown up or she suddenly remembered her husband's dick. That incident had left me stunned and embarrassed but later when I thought about it, it made me horny.
The first touch of a woman on my dick and that woman was my mother!
It felt like heaven and real material for me to be horny. Soon I began to develop the one line story and visualize for my masturbation, till one day I wondered why I didn't make my fantasy to a reality. I began to think and rethink for a fool proof scheme to fulfill my lust.
