Caught watching (Open)

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Boy at school finds a way to peek into the girls changing room. Will he get caught?

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Robert Stevens
18 years old student
Straight
5' 10
Dark black hair
Medium build
 
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IC:
It's about an hour since lessons ended. I have just finished detention (as usual!). I make my way across the school playground. I stop and stare towards the sports field. It seems like some of the girls are about to finish their practice. They look so sexy in their little sports uniforms.
 
Amy Smith
18
Long darkbrown hair, held up in a ponytail that hangs down between her shoulder blades. Bright blue eyes, rosy cheeks and freckles dusting her nose.
5'3''
Curvy figure, large chest for her petite frame with curved hips and a rounded behind.
Straight, virgin, Shy but friendly, she has yet to have a boyfriend although a few are interested.

IC:
Amy sighed as she left the playing fields and headed towards the changing rooms, the short games skirt barely reaching half way down her thigh, swaying as she moved, the tightly fitting white t-shirt that was the upper part of the uniform clinging to her curves. She had finished games practice a little early, wanting to shower and change before the other girls piled into the changing rooms.
 
I watched as Amy made her way from the field. She was definitely one of the hottest girls at school but she didn't seem to know it. She was in several of my classes. I had occassionally chatted to her and she seemed friendly.

Her short skirt is swishing around as she walks. I'm almost mesmerised and my eyes follow her, as she walks past me.
 
Amy glanced up and smiled as she saw Robert heading through the playground, giving him a light wave before heading through the door into the changing rooms. He was in some of her classes and seemed nice enough, although he did seem to get himself into detention rather a lot. Maybe it was that, slightly edgy quality he seemed to have that made him enter her thoughts when she was daydreaming. Although she brushed such thoughts aside, certain he would never think of her in that way.

Stepping in the changing rooms she switched on one of the shower heads to get the water nice and warm as she changed. Standing in front of the locker with her uniform and bag, she slipped the t-shirt up over her head and stretched a little, her large breasts straining slightly against the sports bra she was wearing.
 
Amy turned around as I was watching her and smiled at me. Did she know I was trying to stare up her skirt. She waves and not knowing what to do, I just wave back.

I follow her at a distance until she reaches the girls changing room. I expect it to end there, but to my surprise, I notice she hasn't locked the door properly. Has she done it on purpose or is it just carelessness.

I press my eye to the gap and watch as I see her slip her T shirt over her head.
 
Amy frowned for a moment, certain she had heard someone in the changing room but she knew the other girls wouldn't be finished for a while yet. Bending over at the waist, Amy pushed the short skirt down over her hips and behind before sliding them down her legs and stepping out of it. Leaving her in only her plain white underwear.
Sitting on one of the benches, she undid her laces and slipped off her trainers and socks. Briefly checking the water in the shower before reaching behind her to unhook her bra. Slipping the straps down her arms and pulling the bra away, her large DD breasts were revealed. Round and firm, tipped with the palest of pink nipples.
 
I can't believe my luck as Amy continues to undress. First her skirt goes to reveal her tiny underwear. Then she undoes her bra revealing her ample breasts. I just want to bury my head between them.

Amy keeps walking back and forth to the shower room. I look behind me and see if any of the other girls are coming. I know if I keep standing here I will eventually be discovered. I know there is a room used by the games teacher adjacent to the changing room. I make my mind up to sneak into there for a better view when Amy goes for her shower.
 
Pulling the band from her hair, letting it hang down loose across her shoulders and almost all the way down her back, Amy glanced at herself in the mirror. Biting her bottom lip a little as she glanced down at her large breasts. So much larger than most of the other girls, she knew they attracted stares but she assumed the stares would most likely be combined with unsavoury comments so she tried to ignore them.
Swiftly slipping her panties down her legs, Amy heads into the shower. Sighing softly as the warm water caresses her skin, rushing down over her breasts, smooth stomach and the small patch of downy dark hair over her sex. Turning her back to the water to wet her long hair, running her fingers through it, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation of the water.
 
I see Amy head for the showers and take my opportunity to sneak in for a better look. I gently push open the door hoping it doesn't make too much noise. I quickly make my way into the adjacent teacher's room. It has a large window so the teacher can supervise the girls changing room and shower room.

Amy is already in the shower as I look out from my new position. What an amazing sight! I try to take in all her beauty. Her breasts. Her legs. Her pussy. I've spent many long boring hours in class thinking of what she looks like naked, and now here she is before me in all her glory.
 
Amy shampooed her hair, letting the bubbles and foam slip down, clinging to her curves as she did so. Sighing as she massaged her scalp. Then she rinsed her hair, leaving it hanging in a long wet sheet of shining silk down her back. Taking the soap she washed her body, soaping her breasts and down her stomach. Biting her bottom lip as she allowed her fingers to tease her nipples, circling them and pulling them a little, making her whimper as her imagination imagined that her hands belonged to another. Her head leaning back slightly as she pulled and pinched her nipples, her back arching and a long soft moan leaving her lips.
 
I continued watching as Amy soaped herself up. How I longed to rush over and offer to help her with that.

Was that a moan that escaped her lips? Is this what girls always did when they showered or was she enjoying herself more than usual?

I continued watching the show that Amy was unknowingly putting on.
 
Leaving one hand toying with her nipple, Amy slid the other down to rest between her legs, rubbing ever so softly. Whimpering a little louder as her fingers began to send waves of tingling warmth throughout her body. Leaning back against the wall of the shower, gasping initially as the cool tiles pressed against her skin, her legs parting a little more as her fingers rubbed against her swollen clit, making her hips shift forwards slightly.
Her mind telling her to stop, to wait until she got home, but she couldn't. Seeing Robert in the yard had...awoken something...she imagined her fingers were his...that his hands were exploring her body not her own...
"Mmmm...Robert..." She all but whispered, her eyes closed as she gently twisted her nipple and rubbed herself a little more insistently. Knowing once she had made herself cum, she would dress quickly and head home, to carry on her daydreaming in her room where she wouldn't be disturbed.
 
I couldn't believe it as Amy's hand slid down her body and went between her legs.

Her fingers dipped inside herself as her moans became louder. Watching Amy stroke herself, I found myself absent mindedly stroking my cock through the outside of my trousers.

I couldn't believe it when she suddenly moaned my name. Had I heard right? Was this hot sexy girl fantasizing about me?

I undid my zipper and stroked myself even faster. Oh that feels good.

I let out a sigh of pleasure and then suddenly realise where I am.

Had Amy heard me?
 
Amy stopped, her eyes opening. She was sure she had heard someone, someone in the changing room somewhere. It had sounded like a sigh and she had partly thought it one of her own, echoing back from the tiled walls around her but it hadn't sounded like her own voice. Wrapping one arm over her breasts and using her other hand to rest tentatively over her sex, she stepped out from under the water. Her eyes wide as she looked around.
"H-hello...?" She called out, her voice trembling slightly. "Is anyone there...? If there's someone there please just come out...this...this isn't funny..."
Her mind reeled as she suddenly thought that she mightn't have locked the outside door. Meaning anyone could have gotten inside. Anyone could have been watching her...watching playing with herself...
"Please...if there is someone there, please just come out..." She said, her voice almost desperate.
 
Damn. She had heard me.

I quickly pondered what to do. I looked towards the changing room door. Could I run for it? No way. I'd never get out in time.

All I could do was hide and keep quiet. I crawled under the teacher's desk and hoped I hadn't made too much noise shuffling round.
 
Amy shivered a little as the air chilled her wet skin. She stood motionless trying to work out if it had been her imagination all along.
She heard no more sounds, no sighs or moans.
Biting her bottom lip once more she stepped back under the water, washing the soapy bubbles away from her body, trying to resist the urge to play with herself once again.
Her mind fixed on the sound she had heard before. Maybe it was just her imagination...but maybe...maybe it wasn't...
As her fingers slipped up and down her body, massaging her flesh she let her imagination begin to run away with itself once more.
Imagining Robert came in...imagining he came and kissed her...touched her...did all the things she dreamed about while she lay in bed at night, touching her innocent body and letting her fantasies run riot.
Whimpering softly she was soon back within her thoughts, her fingers between her thighs as another moaned sigh of Robert's name left her lips.
 
I heard the shower running again. Amy must not have heard me. I was determined to make my way to the exit and leave. I took one last look through the window.

Amy was back in the shower. I continued staring. I just couldn't force myself to leave even though that was the sensible thing to do.

I heard her whimper my name again. So I hadn't imagined it.

I pulled my cock out from my boxers and stroked it ,as it poked through my zipper.
 
Amy's fingers pressed a little deeper, one remaining on her clit the other slipping deeper, between her virginal lips and into her pussy, slipping in and out slowly, her other hand moving from breast to breast, massaging the flesh, teasing her own nipples. Leaning back further against the well, imagining Robert's taller frame pinning her there, his lips upon her's while his hands explored her completely.
Her whimpers and moans echoed in the empty shower room, the only other sound was that of the water in the shower, cascading down over her gently writhing body.
 
Amy seemed deep in fantasy. I watched closely as she closed her eyes and leant back against the shower wall. Her hands and fingers moved quicker and quicker between her nipples and between her legs.

How I longed for those to be my hands exploring her body. I closed my eyes and imagined it was me in the shower with her, making her moan. Caught in fantasy I stumbled back against the desk, knocking over a pot of pens and pencils.
 
Amy almost cried out as there was a sudden noise from the teacher's room. Switching off the water and running to the locker for her towel. Wrapping it around her wet body she crept trembling towards the door, which she noticed was a little open.
"H-hello...? Who's there...?" Her voice was shaking as she pushed open the door slowly, blushing bright red at the thought that someone inside had heard her, seen her in the showers.
 
I was in 2 minds. Should I answer her or should I keep quiet? Time was just racing along and I couldn't decide.

What would Amy do if she discovered me? Would she be annoyed? How would I explain what I was doing there.

I heard footsteps coming my way and wondered if she would come into the room or not.

My mind tried desperately to search for an excuse.
 
As the door opened wider Amy saw the pot still rolling slightly back and forth on the floor and the pens and pencils split in an arc across the ground.
"I...I know someone's there..." She said in what she hoped was a brave voice. Terrified it might be a teacher or the creepy caretaker that everyone knew sneaked a look at the girl's and their short skirts when he thought no one was watching, feeling slightly sick that he might have been watching her...pleasuring herself...and no doubt getting some kick out of it himself.
The door opened fully and Amy gasped as the culprit was revealed.
"...Robert...?!" She gasped, almost dropping the towel in her surprise, her face blushing bright red. Firstly that it was him, of all people, that should see her like this. And then, secondly, that he must have heard her whimpering his name in the shower...god knows what he thought of her.
 
Amy came face to face with me. I didn't know what to do. She almost dropped her towel in shock. I found myself staring as a large portion of her breasts spilt over the top of it.

I struggled to find what to say. I had seen her naked and heard her fantasizing about me in the shower. Moaning my name.

Her face looked red. Was she angry with me or was she embarrassed? I couldn't tell.

I knew I would be in so much trouble if she told anyone I was here. I had already had so many detentions already this term. An incident like this might get me suspended.

I finally managed to stutter, "I...I won't tell anyone what I saw if you let me go."
It was a weak argument and I knew my fate rested in her hands.
 
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