How I became a voyeur, my first look at a mature p

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To start this is a true story. No mental scars though. The time was early 70's no porn mags just the Sears lingerie section or topless African women in National Geographic. I was hanging out with my friend when his little b*****r fell asl**p on the couch.

His mom asked someone to carry him up to bed, after the usual wining from his b*****r I volunteered. I picked him up carried him up the stairs to bed and then realized that I didn't know what room was his. I looked around and then saw his Aunt was standing at the door to her bedroom holding her shirt in her hands in just a white bra and tan pants.

I dropped the k** off and by then she had shut her door. Over the next few weeks when ever I was over I would wait for her to go up to bed and then try to time it to go to the bathroom to catch a glimpse of her undressing. Because of the way the stairs and the solid railing was, as soon as I could see her door I was fully exposed so I had to keep moving or else be caught.

I did get to see her a few times from behind taking off her shirt and a twice just in her bra and panties. Oh yeah I still have that in the spank bank. One night when I was playing hot wheels with my friend she came home dressed in a grey shirt and a black pencil shirt, I stared and stammered out that she looked very nice.

She smiled and said that she was had cone out for dinner with a friend. She said good night and then went up stairs, I was determined to time it right to see her getting undressed. I counted to 400 then went up stairs as I came around the corner I could see that her door open and her were on lights on.

Then I saw that the bathroom door was closed damn I was too early, then I heard the shower start. Oh god she was naked n there having a shower, in my imagination she was still in a bra and panties just like in the Sears catalog peeked in her room and saw that her night gown was on the end of her bed.

Perfect she was going to come out in a towel then drop the towel to put on her night gown so I was going to see her naked finally. I went down stairs and tried to focus playing while listening for the shower to stop, my dick was never so hard as that night just with the anticipation. 2 or 3 times I thought I heard the shower stop and started to go up the stairs then realized that it was still running and stopped, my friend was wondering what was up.

As I came around the corner, Damn her door was shut. Fuck she never shuts her door. I continued into the bathroom with a huge hard on. Damn Damn Damn and fuck I missed it.

I moved the towel off and opened the lid and there was her shirt and under it was a black lacy bra. I picked it up and it smelled amazing, 34 b was the size, As I smelled her perfume I had to unzip my pants and pull out my cock. Then I saw her skirt and under it was a pair of lacy black panties, my hand was shaking as I picked them up.

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