Recent Voyeur Moment

Erodicus

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Has any one had an erotic voyeur experience recently? Not the creepy spying or stalking kind, but one of those chance exposures that is both exciting and unforgettable?
 
I spend a lot of time looking but I rarely if ever rewarded. It won't keep me from continuing to look...
 
At a party a younger woman with big boobs, no bra and a low cut blouse was playing Twister with some others, right in front of me. She was completely unaware that I could see those beautiful tits as she moved around in different positions. I just sat and stared, loving every minute of it. I knew I should have looked away or left, but I couldn't.
 
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jerking wasn't an option, with 15 or 20 people in the house....no privacy
But I'll never forget the view of those boobs.
 
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This is not recent, since it was years ago. I had a flat on the 4th floor, which looked across the alley to a private girl's high school. They had gym class just before I got home from work. I could hear them taking showers after class. I had a clear view of one girl's room, and she knew it. After showering she would go to her room and strip in front of the window, before getting dressed. She would stand in front of the window and stretch, giving me a full view of her tits and slender body. This only went on for a few weeks. She began to draw the curtains when she was naked, and that was the end of that
 
At a party a younger woman with big boobs, no bra and a low cut blouse was playing Twister with some others, right in front of me. She was completely unaware that I could see those beautiful tits as she moved around in different positions. I just sat and stared, loving every minute of it. I knew I should have looked away or left, but I couldn't.

What makes you think she was completely unaware? Many times they know exactly what they're doing and enjoy it.
 
When I am working in my study, I sometimes get up from my desk and go and stand looking out of the window. Normally, I don’t ‘see’ anything. It’s just a break from looking at my computer screen. But, a couple of weeks ago, I was staring out at nothing, when I noticed a young woman standing in front of a mirror in what I assume is probably a bedroom in the apartment building across the street.

I didn’t really pay much attention, until the woman took her dress off and held another dress up in front of her while still looking in the mirror. And then the woman put the dress down on something – a bed? a chair? I couldn’t quite see – and took off her bra. Dressed now in just her knickers, she went back and stood in front of the mirror, and again held the dress up in front of her.

And then a chap came into the room and went and stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror. The couple seemed to be having a conversation about the dress. I got the impression that the conversation was something about was it going to be this dress or the other one?

And then the chap took the dress and put it somewhere out of sight, while the woman remained looking in the mirror. When the chap came back, the chap lowered the woman’s knickers and then lowered his own zip. The woman leaned forward, and the chap fed her a length of his pink trombone. And then my bloody phone rang.
 
Yes, it's a dilemma. You feel torn between the erotic compulsion to look and the "guilty pleasure" response. Maybe that's what adds to the excitement.
 
Recently my wife and I went to a Beatles revival concert. A shapely woman was seated beside me with her husband on the other side. She was wearing a one shoulder dress. I was on her left (bare shoulder) side. The performers were encouraging the audience to get up and get involved and she was responding enthusiastically, standing up, punching the air, dancing, singing and whooping it up in general. This became even more energetic as the show neared its end. At that point my wife nudged me and said that my neighbour's boob was showing. Her left tit had worked its way up and most of it was bulging out of her dress alarmingly. I took a quick look. Well, it wasn’t completely out, but the whole side of it looked precariously exposed. Her skin was wonderfully smooth and her breast was full and firm. I only had a couple of seconds to take a peek, but she was either unaware or was in no hurry to cover it up. I’m still wondering - but also very pleased it happened!
 
At a party a younger woman with big boobs, no bra and a low cut blouse was playing Twister with some others, right in front of me. She was completely unaware that I could see those beautiful tits as she moved around in different positions. I just sat and stared, loving every minute of it. I knew I should have looked away or left, but I couldn't.

I am firmly of the opinion that if you don't want something to be seen, it's your responsibility to keep it hidden. It's no one's fault if they see something, and certainly no one is to blame if they enjoy seeing it.

One of the cognitively dissonant things most women straddle is loving being seen, ogled, even in some form of partial disrobe, but decorum demands they express outrage, shame or horror if it becomes evident that they have been.

And then that night, they replay the event in their minds with no small enjoyment.

Unfortunate that they have this burden (it seems immature to want but not want, no?), but as @Erodicus suggests, it's the tension between good and bad behavior that is the source of erotic energy.

If you believe the women's erotica you can read, they'll enthusiastically admit to being turned on by exhibitonism (after all, a much larger part of a woman's life is spent considering how she looks, the very mildest form of exhibitionist desire, than virtually any man's), but only to her intimate confidantes (GF's, lovers, etc.).
 
When we were traveling not long ago we were staying in a beautiful little family homestay where the owners had converted the top floor into 2 small but cosy little rooms. During the day another couple arrived. Americans I think. She was very pretty and he was a nice looking guy. Almost as soon as they arrived Hubby and I went out, but we had only gone around the corner when I realised I had left something I needed back in the room. As I came up the stairs which had a window to their room, I could clearly hear they were having sex. The glass was frosted and higher than I would have been able to see into but I stopped and listened for a few moments. I could hear his thrusting into her and her being quite vocal despite them obviously trying to be quiet the throes of passion were hard to control. It was very arousing to secretly listen to their private intimate moment.
 
Unless I was waiting for the Nobel committee to call, I wouldn't have answered the phone.

It was better than the Nobel Committee. It was a major consultancy that pays me handsomely to write their final reports for them. :)
 
My s/o and I stayed for a week at a cool boutique hotel in Spain a couple of years ago. Nice suite with a pool of its own, linked to an identical one next door where a couple was also staying.

We were really keen to make out in the pool, but wanted to wait til' we knew the neighbours were out. The pool areas couldn't be overlooked by one another easily, but it was more a thing about not wanting to be overhead, and not being forced to be silent either.

After breakfast on day 3 we returned back to the room as our neighbours did likewise - and waited for the sound of their door clicking as they headed out to the beach, or into town or whatever they were doing. Then made the best of our time.

We fucked in the pool, then on one the sun loungers on the compact little patio area. Nothing especially noisy, but given we were 50 metres from the next likely guest, and had already had the room attended by housekeeping, it was safe enough for me to tell her how good her tits looked, and how good her pussy felt. And for her to tell me she wanted me to cum in her ass - which I happily did.

I was still inside her, softening slowly, when I heard the very obvious sound of movement right over the other side of screen. The sound of a chair shifting on tiles. My s/o heard it too and looked at me startled. I, then she, put our eyes right up to the tiny "break" in the screening that allowed a peek wherever the screen was affixed to its posts.

A tiny gap, but enough to see our neighbours had either never left, or had returned silently, and she was now busy knelt in front of him, he sat down and laying back, jerking his exposed hard on - provoked presumably by our fucking and dirty talk - whilst wearing only bikini bottoms, her tits swaying to her pumping rhythm. We watched them silently til he twitched and shot a rope of spunk over her face, before having the rest of his cum swallowed in a gulp. My s/o was frantically rubbing her clit at this display, with me semi hard in her ass. Fabulous.
 
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My s/o and I stayed for a week at a cool boutique hotel in Spain a couple of years ago. Nice suite with a pool of its own, linked to an identical one next door where a couple was also staying.

We were really keen to make out in the pool, but wanted to wait til' we knew the neighbours were out. The pool areas couldn't be overlooked by one another easily, but it was more a thing about not wanting to be overhead, and not being forced to be silent either.

After breakfast on day 3 we returned back to the room as our neighbours did likewise - and waited for the sound of their door clicking as they headed out to the beach, or into town or whatever they were doing. Then made the best of our time.

We fucked in the pool, then on one the sun loungers on the compact little patio area. Nothing especially noisy, but given we were 50 metres from the next likely guest, and had already had the room attended by housekeeping, it was safe enough for me to tell her how good her tits looked, and how good her pussy felt. And for her to tell me she wanted me to cum in her ass - which I happily did.

I was still inside her, softening slowly, when I heard the very obvious sound of movement right over the other side of screen. The sound of a chair shifting on tiles. My s/o heard it too and looked at me startled. I, then she, put our eyes right up to the tiny "break" in the screening that allowed a peek wherever the screen was affixed to its posts.

A tiny gap, but enough to see our neighbours had either never left, or had returned silently, and she was now busy knelt in front of him, he sat down and laying back, jerking his exposed hard on - provoked presumably by our fucking and dirty talk - whilst wearing only bikini bottoms, her tits swaying to her pumping rhythm. We watched them silently til he twitched and shot a rope of spunk over her face, before having the rest of his cum swallowed in a gulp. My s/o was frantically rubbing her clit at this display, with me semi hard in her ass. Fabulous.

Reading this has my cock throbbing!
 
My s/o and I stayed for a week at a cool boutique hotel in Spain a couple of years ago. Nice suite with a pool of its own, linked to an identical one next door where a couple was also staying.

We were really keen to make out in the pool, but wanted to wait til' we knew the neighbours were out. The pool areas couldn't be overlooked by one another easily, but it was more a thing about not wanting to be overhead, and not being forced to be silent either.

After breakfast on day 3 we returned back to the room as our neighbours did likewise - and waited for the sound of their door clicking as they headed out to the beach, or into town or whatever they were doing. Then made the best of our time.

We fucked in the pool, then on one the sun loungers on the compact little patio area. Nothing especially noisy, but given we were 50 metres from the next likely guest, and had already had the room attended by housekeeping, it was safe enough for me to tell her how good her tits looked, and how good her pussy felt. And for her to tell me she wanted me to cum in her ass - which I happily did.

I was still inside her, softening slowly, when I heard the very obvious sound of movement right over the other side of screen. The sound of a chair shifting on tiles. My s/o heard it too and looked at me startled. I, then she, put our eyes right up to the tiny "break" in the screening that allowed a peek wherever the screen was affixed to its posts.

A tiny gap, but enough to see our neighbours had either never left, or had returned silently, and she was now busy knelt in front of him, he sat down and laying back, jerking his exposed hard on - provoked presumably by our fucking and dirty talk - whilst wearing only bikini bottoms, her tits swaying to her pumping rhythm. We watched them silently til he twitched and shot a rope of spunk over her face, before having the rest of his cum swallowed in a gulp. My s/o was frantically rubbing her clit at this display, with me semi hard in her ass. Fabulous.

Sounds like the best possible fun from both worlds.
 
A fairly minor one:
Yesterday in store there was a slightly older woman customer with a light white skirt over her sexy ass, which clearly showed the dark thong she had on underneath.
 
Just before Covid

Just before covid and mask wearing I was heading into Home depot and a cute 30 something woman was helping a guy lift something from a low cart as she squatted down her short skirt lifted and I got a clear view of a camel-toe in white panties. I was just a couple of feet away and as I lifted my eyes up from that sweet sight we made eye contact, she smiled and I smiled back. I'm not sure if she intended to flash me but I'm sure she knew she did. That brings a smile to my face just thinking about it.
 
Yes, A couple years back staying at a hotel in St. Pete Beach Fl. Noticed a young couple around the hotel. I would see her around the pool sunbathing in her bikini. Most of the time she had her legs spreed far apart. Next time we were on a sail boat cruise when I noticed the same couple on the boat. He was taking pictures of her. She was wearing very short shorts. She was setting on the front of the boat, legs spreed with him in front of her taking pictures, pretty sure he was getting more than pictures of her shorts. Then the big finish... Back at the hotel, later that evening dark out side. The wife and I are walking to dinner passing ground floor rooms. I just happen to look in one of the rooms, Blinds open, lights on. Just as we pass I see the woman bend over, butt facing the window and pull her panties down. I tell my wife what I just saw, she doesn't believe me. We walk back to the room but the blinds are now closed. Pretty sure this couple was getting their jollies by her showing off. I didn't mind a bit as she was a nice looking woman.
 
Many years ago my wife and we’re at a huge house party. We made friends with this hot woman, similar size and shape of my wife. They start chatting about how much they like each other’s dress then after a bit take off to switch outfits. 10 minutes later they’re back wearing the other’s dress.

Later, I’m talking with guys in the living room, my wife surrounded by men flirting in the kitchen, still in the other woman’s dress. One of the guys I’m talking with points her out, not knowing we’re married, telling me what a hot fucking body that chick has, and then tells me that she’s not wearing any underwear. He says how her and this other hot chick came into the room he and his buddies were hanging out in and then both took off their dresses to switch. One was wearing underwear, but that one in the kitchen,” he says pointing again to my wife, “wasn’t wearing a bra. We’re watching as the one with the underwear compliments the other’s body, makes her show us her tits, feels her up squeezing her tits and everything, they make out for a while and then the dressed one takes that ones,” he said again pointing to my wife, “panties off. She’s completely hairless, fucking perfect pussy. Half those guys around her where there and I bet they’re all trying to get in her dress right now.”
 
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Many years ago my wife and we’re at a huge house party. We made friends with this hot woman, similar size and shape of my wife. They start chatting about how much they like each other’s dress then after a bit take off to switch outfits. 10 minutes later they’re back wearing the other’s dress.

Later, I’m talking with guys in the living room, my wife surrounded by men flirting in the kitchen, still in the other woman’s dress. One of the guys I’m talking with points her out, not knowing we’re married, telling me what a hot fucking body that chick has, and then tells me that she’s not wearing any underwear. He says how her and this other hot chick came into the room he and his buddies were hanging out in and then both took off their dresses to switch. One was wearing underwear, but that one in the kitchen,” he says pointing again to my wife, “wasn’t wearing a bra. We’re watching as the one with the underwear compliments the other’s body, makes her show us her tits, feels her up squeezing her tits and everything, they make out for a while and then the dressed one takes that ones,” he said again pointing to my wife, “panties off. She’s completely hairless, fucking perfect pussy. Half those guys around her where there and I bet they’re all trying to get in her dress right now.”

Reading this got me throbbing
 
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