Voyeuristic Beginnings...

	Username: fantasy_play_with_me
	Date: 04-Sep-2014 23:25:32
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I’ve never shared much on this site, so I thought maybe it’s my turn to add to the excitement on here that my fellow pervs have already shared, which makes this site so great.  So…I hope you enjoy.

I guess if I was the type to blame others for everything…I could blame the teen neighbor girl sooo many years ago for my obsession with voyeuristic and exhibitionist activities.  But alas…that is NOT who I am.  I mean YES…I am def. a voyeur and exhibitionist…but NO, I am not going to blame the neighbor.  I’m now an adult…and despite what cracked open that side of me in my early teens…I now choose of my own will to continue indulging in these perverted interests.  Ahh…I truly do love it!!

I still remember like it was yesterday.  In the neighboring house not more than maybe 75 yards away from our house, lived a 15 year old girl, just one year older than me.  Her bedroom was facing mine and although her window had curtains, they were never pulled.  In the evenings it seemed once she entered that room, most of her clothes her lost.  I asked for a pair of binocular that year for Christmas (for bird and star watching I think…haha).  She would dance around to music I presume…practice her cheerleading routines or walk around just talking on the phone.  All the while…completely nude.  I found myself rushing to get chores done…homework done…EVERYTHING done, so I was in my room by dark as often as I could.  I would wait and wait, sometime for hours to see that light flick on and the show to start.  Once she was a little older and had her license, the whole process became easier…I just waited until that little car came buzzing up the street and then I’d make my way up to my room.  I would love to say I got to watch her masturbate or have sex, but sadly I did not.  She was always rubbing her nipples and giving her bush a quick touch, but that was it.  This continued all through high school until see left for college.  Yes…my senior year was a boring one to say the least.  But there was the occasional weekend she would come home.  As even though it was far…far less frequent…the show seemed better.  Maybe I just missed it.  By the way…I still have those binoculars and use them often (but that another story).  J

Fast forward several years to my 2^nd apartment.  I lived in a large apartment complex where the apartments were all on one level and the parking lot was along one side of the building.  There were several sidewalks jetting out from the side of the parking lot, with 4 or 5 apartments flanking each side of the sidewalk, facing each other.  All apartments seemed to be the exact same layout, so the opposite apartment was a mirror image of your own, only the living room window faced my bedroom window and their bedroom window face my living room window.  It was winter and I had been gone for the weekend.  I knew the apartment opposite of mine was empty when I left of that Friday afternoon but apparently had received a new tenant over the weekend.  Almost a week had went by before I ever saw my new neighbor and when I did…holy smokes.  She looked to be in her mid-20’s and apparently single or at least living alone…extremely tight bodied, little curly haired brunette, maybe 5-5” and 120 pounds.  I never saw her out much, just sort of came and went at what seemed like different hours than what I worked.  Sometimes her bedroom curtains were closed and sometimes they was open but like I said…I didn’t see much of her.  Until one night that is.  I was sitting in the living room watching a game and heard her come home, walking up the sidewalk bitching at someone on the phone.  I was watching her through the crack in the door.  Once she entered her apartment and I returned to the couch.  I had no more that sat down when I saw her bedroom light flip on.

Almost like some perverted 2^nd instinct…I sprang into action and quickly had all lights and the TV off and my eyes fixated on that window.  She was still bitching into her phone and either didn’t notice her curtains being opened or didn’t care.  Facing away from the window she kicked her shoes into the corner…pulled her shirt over her head…unzipped then squirmed out of her jeans.  There she stood…in only her bra and little panties…still yelling into the phone and most importantly…seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was standing near nude…right into front of a large open window.  She left the room and I suddenly felt crushed and betrayed.  But that was short lived when she returned a few minutes later and was now facing the window with a beer in one hand and the phone still in the other.  I’ll admit…my heart was racing and ready to pound out of my chest, wondering would she close the blinds or not.  I didn’t have to wait long.  After sitting her beer down and with one quick motion she reached up and unsnapped the front clasp on that bra.  Although not large by any means, those now free breasts seemed like the nicest set of tits I ever saw and they were pointing straight me.  Within seconds off went the panties as well.  That was 1^st time I ever saw a completely shaved pussy…and I’ve been hooked on that ever since.  She apparently was a nudist at home, because after disrobing…she left the room and turned off the light.  There were many more nights of similar peep shows with that neighbor.  Those curtains were not open ever night and even when they were…not every time was a good show, but that anticipation is just part of the voyeur fun.  I miss her and that apartment.

Now to the present day…well…maybe I should wait to share the rest until this part sinks in.  Don’t want to overwhelm and blow it too early for my fellow voyeur’s!  J haha