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5A And Ed - Ed stood in the lobby of his apartment building slowly going through his mail. He flipped through the stack slowly, looking up between each piece to see if she was coming. She was 5F; at least that was her apartment number. More of this Voyeur Story ...
A Quick Dip - It wasn't just hot for October, it was hot, period. My first semester at the community college had been going well. I'd got in the habit of hitting the library to study between classes; sometimes I'd just hang out in the cafe with a few friends. This morning, though, I was uncomfortable. More of this Voyeur Story ...
A Single Spark - I'd been with Engine 12 for about five years, in and out of all kinds of hairy situations, but this was the first time I'd ever been laid up for any length of time. We were working an abandoned warehouse fire, probably accidentally set by some wino trying to keep warm. Damn cross beam fell and knocked me flat. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Accidental Lust - I had been living in my 4th story apartment for about three months. I had never really thought about the building that sat about fifteen feet from mine. Our windows lined up perfectly. The buildings had to have been built with the same floor plans. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Amy's Stranger In The Closet - By Cat Douglas - When Amy came home after her finals at the University of High Tech she was totally unaware of the man who at that very moment was lurking in her bedroom closet. Amy sighed as she entered her home and tossed her car keys upon the bureau near the door. She then started down the hall, toward the bathroom in her bedroom, peeling off her clothes as she went. Read this sex story ...
Babysitter Rock - My wife is a wonderful woman. She has a Masters Degree in Child Psychology, an excellent job, does volunteer counseling and is flat out gorgeous to boot. If all of that's not enough, she's also an excellent mother to our two children. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Back Stage Heat - It was just supposed to be a short nap. I'd been working day and night to get the sets built for our upcoming production of Romeo and Juliet. We're a small theatre group and can't afford a whole lot of help. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Barn Swallow - I wasn't planning to fall asleep in the hayloft. It was just that my older brother Rusty had been pestering me about helping him finish his chores. Shoot, I'd already done all mine. It was too dang hot to be doing what he shoulda already have done himself. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Boring Wife - Lynn checked her watch; it was 8:30. If she left now, she could get to the mall just as it opened. She ran upstairs and went into their little office; Martin was at the computer. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Bouncy Lust - I got up to take a piss. Neither of these two things was as easy these days as they used to be. My knees ached as I got out of bed and staggered in the dark to the bathroom. I stood in front of the bowl with my dick in my hand, waiting for my prostate to co-operate. My wife, Marge, was down in Florida tending to her sick sister. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Catching Katie - When we agreed to take in Katie for a few weeks before she started college, I cleaned out my work shed. We sometimes used it as a guesthouse, but, in between stays, it was my personal workspace and temple of solitude. It had electricity, running water and heat. It was small but comfy. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Empty Nest - Despite the fact I'd driven her to the college and helped her get settled into her freshman dorm room, I couldn't believe that Kaitlin was gone. Ever since Mark and I divorced, over ten years ago, my life had built solely around taking care of my daughter. Sure, I tried dating a few times but none of those guys lasted very long. More of this Voyeur Story ...
First Gear - After parking his wife's practically new minivan away from all the other cars, the shade of the mall's parking garage was a relief from the summer sun. Dave bent down to get his receipt. He knew the store wouldn't take back the wrench without it. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Follow the Rules - By Cibelle - I didn't really want to watch a movie at the time, I seem to recall. But the video store stood at a point about halfway from the subway station and home, and what with the combination of a hot, humid day and the computer bag pulling uncomfortably on my shoulder, the cool, moderately quiet interior of the Video Forum was damn near irresistible. Read this sex story ...
For A Good Cuz - That summer my friends couldn't agree on much. Music sports, cars, we'd argue about almost anything. We'd even argue about girls, though none of us really knew much about them. When it came to girls, though, my friends could all agree on one thing...my sister Jeannie was hot! More of this Voyeur Story ...
Happy Campers - If ever there was a time I needed to get to get away for some time in the woods, it was then. What I didn't need was the hassle of two camping rookies, even if they were my friends. And the last thing, the very last thing in existence that I needed or wanted was to be with a couple in mad, passionate lust. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Hunting Desire - For the past six years, ever since I've been certified to hunt, Tom and I would drive up to the cabin on the day after Thanksgiving and stay on until the following Tuesday. Sometimes we'd get ourselves a deer, sometimes we wouldn't but that weren't hardly the point. As much as we both liked hunting, I think it was mostly just time for us to be together as brothers that was important. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Keeping The Beat - Bonnie would have been our drummer even if she didn't have the shed. The girl laid down a solid beat. Despite her cute young "earth mother" body, she was "one of the guys", able to dish it out and take it during our frequent screaming matches. Her round face would get red under her long black hair. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Proving It - I was proud of my restaurant, we weren't the biggest in New Orleans, and we weren't the most famous, not by a long shot, but we were working our way toward being the best. Some people had even got around to noticing us. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Return To The Knothole - Being named Charles Brown automatically gives you some extra baggage to haul around. First of all, people just can't resist calling you Charlie. Then, of course, there's that annoying song. Let the record show that I have heard the line "why's everybody always picking on me?" More of this Voyeur Story ...
Richie On The Roof - Face it Tom, you just gotta love your name! A little payback for introducing me to that new girl, Linda last year. Charming move, my boy. I remember it well, I'm reaching out my hand and my very best bud, Sir Thom-Ass speaketh so More of this Voyeur Story ...
Rhythm of The Rails - We pulled out of Union Station at about 8PM. In the song, the train pulls out in the morning and arrives in the evening. Guess things had changed since Steve Goodman rode the train and wrote the song. I could live with that. Ever since I'd first heard Arlo Guthrie singing about "The City of New Orleans", I'd wanted to take this trip. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Sex In The Fish Bowl - I almost always bring my laptop home with me. Ever since I'd been promoted to Manager of Network Services, I'd grown accustomed to getting paged late night or early morning to help straighten out some corporate network or platform disaster. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Sheer Delight - Frank wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his glove and continued to prune the Seymour's roses. It was 12:45, and like clockwork, he heard Dee and her friend Tanya wander through the back garden. He peeked out from behind the flowers and saw them walking barefoot to the gazebo with a picnic lunch. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Star Performance - Some days I'd wake up and not even be sure what city I was in. That's not so unusual when you tour with a rock and roll band, but as tour manager it was my job to know. It was my job to know lots of things, the hotels, the arenas, the caterers, the VIP list, the police department, and the security staff and, on unpleasant occasions, the people who could do us special favors. More of this Voyeur Story ...
The Call - By JenniLei - The phone rings and everything stops. I knew he would call tonight. I knew he'd call at this precise moment, but still it takes my breath. I listen, one time, then four, then ten, he knows I'm here. He knows. I tire of the ringing and pick up the receiver, not saying anything, what is there to say? Read this sex story ...
The Motel - Craig couldn't believe his luck! Buying the Sunny Day Motel had been the best decision of his life! He had gotten the idea to install hidden cameras in each room from one of those "Candid Camera" shows on television. More of this Voyeur Story ...
The Private Workout - Freshman must know their place. Man, I heard that shit, everyday in every way. Once I started to get some minutes and some touches Dawson ends up in my face. I don't need this crap from anyone. First round NBA material, my shiny butt. I've got a better jump shot and smoother moves than that geek. More of this Voyeur Story ...
The Secret Cave - Things get weird when your best friend moves away. I'd known Richie just about my entire life. We'd done just about everything together and now he was gone. His whole family was gone, even his sexy sister Jeannie. More of this Voyeur Story ...
The Window - By C.Rocker - I watch. Her window is across from mine, facing my room. I lay in the dark and wait. My bed faces the window, a large picture window with floor length drapes. Her window directly across from me, though she can't see me. I keep the lights out. Read this sex story ...
Two In The Bush - Bored and horny, Amy left her apartment. She started walking the two blocks to Renee's house. Amy would have preferred spending the evening with a man, but it was Monday and most of the clubs were closed. The walk was soothing; the evening enveloped her like a silk robe. More of this Voyeur Story ...
Watching Ginny - by kristydoll - Peter crawled in the deep grass until he was hidden behind the wood make-shift utility shed. He shifted his position into a squat, and then flicked the dirt and debris that had embedded into his jeans. Leaning slightly to the left, he prepared to take in the view before him. Read this voyeur story ...
Working Late - My office had gotten a little dim, I noticed, and it was the first hint that my workday was almost over. I ran my eyes along the next proofing document, not really reading it, more so sizing it up. I was debating whether to call that one the last for the day, or the one I was about to finish. More of this Voyeur Story ...
You Are Invited - by kristydoll - Tara Andrews muttered as she walked to her closet. What on earth was she going to wear? Dan, her husband, had received an invitation to an exclusive party held by his boss. These parties were known throughout town as ‘social events’ and a personal invite was a coveted treasure. Read this voyeur sex story ...
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