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 Peeping Tom Scared Straight (voy f-solo)

   Disclaimer: All of my stories, and all the characters, are fictional,
and are not meant to resemble any real persons.  No underage people have
been harmed or otherwise exploited in the creation of this, or any, of my
fantasy stories.

   This is a story about the most exciting, and terrifying, thing I ever
did.  I had just finished my military service, and I was staying at my
parents' house.  I was restless and horny, and still reorienting to
civilian life.  I would frequently take late night walks around my sleepy
town, just to think.

   One Saturday night, well past midnight, I strolled down a quiet street.
Most of the houses were dark, but this one house still had a light shining
in the first floor den.  My curiosity pulled me toward the light, as it
were, and I was rewarded with the sexiest scene I had ever witnessed in
real life.  I peeked into the window to discover a porn video playing on
the TV, and a cute young girl lying on the floor, watching intently. 
Jackpot!

   Her legs were bent, feet flat on the floor.  One hand was behind her
neck, supporting her head, and her other hand was shoved down the front of
her little pink baby doll PJ's.  I tried to stop breathing altogether, for
fear that I would somehow blow this chance of a lifetime, but my heart was
pounding so loudly, that I figured I had better exhale.  Only the screen on
the window separated us, so I stood completely still and watched her.  She
slipped a pillow under her head, freeing her other hand for more action. 
She pulled her top up to her neck, and began rubbing her firm round breasts
vigorously, almost viciously, taking each tit in turn, and pinching her
erect nipples.

   She must have really been enjoying the porn movie, because she put on
quite a show.  I didn't have a full view, as her body faced away from me,
but I could see her shoulder and arm thrashing wildly leading down to the
busy fingers in her crotch.  I was mesmerized, and I couldn't take my eyes
off her young teen body.  I so much wanted to whisper sweet nothings to her
through the screen, in hopes of joining in the fun, but even I knew that it
would have only elicited a shriek from her, and a visit from the local
police.

   After only a few short minutes, I watched as she began to arch her back,
lifting her ass off the floor, her bent legs pumping up and down.  She
orgasmed intensely and kept bouncing for quite awhile.  I admired her
stamina.  Her body finally flopped to the floor, exhausted and limp.  I
figured the show was over, but I lingered just in case.  A few minutes
passed, and the pretty little brunette picked herself up off the floor,
stopped the video, and walked out of the den.  I caught a glimpse of her
face for the first time, and my jaw dropped when I realized I knew her! 
This sweet little vixen passed by my parents' house every weekday.  She was
all of 15, maybe 16 tops.  Her mother owned an antique shop across town,
and her daughter worked for her after school.  I had tried to make sure I
was out sitting on my parents' patio when she walked by as much as I could.
I admired her tight thin body, and they way she seemed to walk on clouds. I
managed to offer her a shy "hello", and she would "hi" me back, but that
was it.  She was beautiful, no doubt, but she was much too young for me.

   A light blinked on in the bathroom, and I thought maybe I'd check it
out, but the window was too high for me to see anything.  Still, I
considered myself lucky to have witnessed her "private" self-love session.

   To my delight, she returned to the den, and she had brought a friend
along to boot, in the form of a shiny pink dildo that matched her short
frilly outfit.  I was so amazed at my good luck, that I barely noticed a
car pull into the driveway next door.  Snapped back to reality, I dropped
to the ground immediately, hoping the driver hadn't noticed my Peeping Tom
act.  After several anxious minutes lying in a fetal position, I heard the
neighbor's car door close, and then his front door close and lock.  You'd
think that I would have hightailed it out of there while I had the chance,
but I was obsessed with that pink dildo, and I just had to take another
look.

   I stood back up carefully, and my eyes grew wide with the vision that
met them: the little hottie was now on her knees, her ass facing the
window. Her body was propped up on one arm, and her head faced the TV, with
the video rolling again.  Her other hand reached under her body, and was
again planted between her legs.  I could actually hear the low buzz coming
from the pink toy, as she rubbed it up and down her slit, gyrating her hips
gently in time with her hand motion.

   My breathing got heavier, and I prayed that she couldn't hear me.  Just
when I thought the show couldn't get any better, it did.  Apparently
frustrated that her panties were getting in the way, she put the vibrator
in her mouth, reached back and stripped them off in one motion, dropping
them by her side.  She resumed her position, and now I had a clear view of
her tight hairless private parts.  Talk about up close and personal!  Her
smooth round ass was only about six feet away from my leering eyes.

   Without hesitation, she reached back under, and slid that dildo deep
into her slick pussy.  She commenced fucking herself steadily, her strokes
quick and forceful.  She was really into it, and somehow I didn't think
this was her first time.  She rested her head on the carpet, and reached
her other hand over her back, to her ass.  She began rubbing her cheeks,
and snuck a finger into her crack.  She reached down lower, captured some
of her girl cream on her fingers, and lubed her asshole with it.  I almost
swallowed my tongue, watching her feverishly working her fingers into her
rectum.  Her hips swayed as she finger-fucked her asshole and her rear end
bounced up and down, meeting every upward thrust of the dildo ravishing her
hungry pussy.

   She continued to abuse her ass and pussy for quite some time, and I
loved watching every lusty, plunging stroke.  She seemed to be getting
frustrated, though.  Perhaps she was having trouble getting off this time.
It was only a short time since she came the first time, after all.  She
lifted her head up, and looked around to either side of her.  Her eyes
fixed on something out of my view, but I could see her reach out to her
side, and pull her arm back into view.  She had a fire poker in her grip. I
hadn't even noticed the fireplace on the same wall as the window I was
looking through.

   She borrowed another handful of pussy cream and pushed some into her
asshole.  She aimed the fat metal poker handle at her brown spot, and
maneuvered it into her slick hole slowly, past her sphincter muscle. 
Satisfied with the depth of her insertion, she pulled it out a few inches,
then, slid it back in, until she was rockin' and rollin' once again.  She
resumed her dildo attack on her glistening pussy, and her wild ride was a
beautiful sight to behold.

   She double fucked herself with such fervor, I was getting exhausted just
watching her go at it.  My cock was getting ready to blow like a volcano,
but I dared not touch myself for fear of getting caught by making squishing
sounds outside her window.

   After several minutes of intense slamming, her head started to thrash
back and forth on the floor, and her ass bucked up and down.  I could hear
her moaning quietly to herself, her breathing growing more labored with
each new thrust of her two toys.  Finally, I got a close up view of her
long awaited orgasm.  Her juices squirted out of her pussy with such force,
a few drops actually hit the screen in front of my face.

   She really seemed to enjoy getting off, as she didn't stop fucking
herself until she squeezed every drop of her girl cum from her overtaxed
pussy.  For an encore, she rolled over on her back when she was finished,
and licked her juices from both the pink toy, and the fire poker.  This
seemed to please her, and she didn't make a sour face or anything that
would indicate that she didn't like the taste of herself.

   Finally, she stood up, wiped her toys dry with her discarded panties,
and put the poker back in its place.  She took the vibrator and porn movie
with her, shut off the light in the den, and she was gone.  I couldn't even
move yet, paralyzed with the thought of what had just occurred.  I observed
that a light appeared in a back window on the second floor, and I assumed
it was probably her bedroom.  I made a mental note of it, as I slinked my
way back down the street towards home.

   The following Saturday, I wondered if there was a chance that sexy young
girl was in the mood to entertain me again.  It was late at night, and as
usual, the neighborhood was dark and quiet.  As I walked down her street,
my heart sank when I didn't see the light on in her den.  But, with a few
steps toward the back of her house, I was delighted to see her bedroom
light on.  Images of her doing all kinds of things to her eager body
spurred me on.  Somehow, I had to find a way to satisfy my lustful
curiosity.  A careful perusal of the back yard yielded a long ladder
propped up against the fence.  Did I have the nerve?

   In my right mind, I would have shuddered at the thought of trying
something so completely risky.  I didn't consider myself to be a stalker,
just an opportunist.  Certainly, I had no criminal intent, and I surely
wasn't interested in harming anyone.  (How would that sound to the cops,
and later, to a judge, I thought, as I stealthily maneuvered the ladder in
place.)

   My obsession had become all-encompassing, as I made my way up the ladder
barefoot, quiet as a mouse.  I stepped onto the roof, and took three or
four silent steps to her bedroom window.  I peeked into her room, and it
was empty.  Her bedclothes were pulled back, and there was a romance novel
opened up on her pillow.  Oh, this could get real exciting, I thought,
imagining the possibilities of watching her get all worked up reading her
sexy book.  As I crouched into position, waiting for her to return, I
turned my attention to the outside world.  I had a good view of all the
adjoining backyards of her neighbors, although it was dark out.  I looked
up and gazed at the stars in the sky, then I looked down at the ladder that
got me where I was.

   When I heard the toilet flush in the upstairs bathroom, it was like a
fire siren going off inside my brain.  WHAT IN THE HOLY FUCK WAS I DOING? I
immediately got hit with a wicked case of the nerves, and violent shivers
ran up and down my spine.  I was paralyzed by fear, and I wasn't sure if I
could even get down at that point.  Still, I had to try.  Getting caught up
here could very well end my days of freedom for many years to come.  Not to
mention the publicity and the public shame.

   Shivering and shaking, I made my way down the roof on my ass, trying not
to slip.  I reached out to the ladder, and headed down, my knees weak and
buckling with each step.  When I finally had my feet planted on the earth,
I wanted to kiss the ground, but I wasn't out of the woods yet.  Carefully
and quietly, I mustered up any strength I had left, and managed to wrestle
the ladder down, and I carefully put it back against the fence.

   I skulked out of her yard, and made my way up the street, after I
checked to make sure no one was around.  I walked straight home, climbed up
the outside of my parents' fireplace, and slithered into my second floor
bedroom window.  I threw myself onto my bed, shaking like a leaf for quite
awhile, thankful and overjoyed that I had come to my senses before it was
too late.

   That was it for this Peeping Tom.  I never roamed the streets at night
ever again.

   But I still have my memories.

   And I love watching her glide by my parents' house even more now.  We
still exchange innocent "hellos", but now I have a secret.

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