My voyeuristic experiences starting in junior high school

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I learned to peep in junior high school, in the school restrooms. Because of my carelessness, the boys often caught me. But no one confronted me; after I left embarrassed, they probably continued peeping.

Back then, the restrooms had walls, and being tall, I could stand on something and see the whole scene. Girls would take off their pants in front of me; some only pulled them down to expose their genitals, others all the way to their knees. In junior high,

I peeped at countless girls.

In my first year of junior high, I watched the older girls who were in their final year; even later, when I was in my final year of high school, I would still go back to peep at the younger girls in their first year. Later, because so many people were watching, and perhaps my students had taught countless others, the girls became wary. They would go to the restroom in pairs, one after the other, while the other looked at the wall for any boys' heads. Then, the school renovated the restrooms. That was it; I couldn't watch anymore. But

I still peeped elsewhere. Later, in an elementary school, I discovered a good spot. With a small mirror, I could see the girls' genitals. So I went there whenever I had free time. I don't care how old they are. From first grade to their teachers. Of course, they're all young teachers. I wouldn't look at old ladies. Some of the girls are obviously virgins, no need to ask. Their

little slits are so tight. And they're flesh-colored. The teachers are different; they're basically all dark-skinned. Sometimes this elementary school even enrolls other classes, including middle school girls, so I get a good look at them, especially when they discover my little mirror. I see their panicked expressions. Once, a girl saw my mirror and whispered to her friend, thinking I couldn't hear her. That's it. So her friend went to the toilet in that stall.

I didn't dare look.

Sometimes, the girls discover me and curse at me. I pretend not to hear. Sometimes after they leave, they peek into the men's restroom. I don't care. As long as they don't go looking for a pervert, what am I afraid of? I don't have much time left today. I'll post what I peeped on another day. But I'll see if anyone likes it.

I'd be more at ease if the moderators supported me. I'll continue writing here. Of course, it's a factual account. There's no fiction. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental! Please see: When I have free time, I ride my bicycle around looking for toilets I can peep into. I mostly go to schools, from elementary to university. I especially like middle schools. Elementary school girls are too young to peep into, so it's not very interesting. Universities generally have good facilities, so there are few opportunities to peep. Middle schools are the best; the girls are all developed, and the toilets are mostly outdoor dry toilets. So there are more opportunities to peep.

Let me give you an example: My workplace is closed on Wednesdays, when most schools are in session. So I went to a middle school near my home. The girls there are all fourteen to sixteen years old. The toilets there are back-to-back for boys and girls, and you can see into the girls' toilet from below by the reflection of urine in the septic tank.

That's exactly what I wanted to peep into. That day, I went there, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl was also going into the toilet.

She was very pretty! A little beauty.

I prayed to God: Please, no one is in the men's toilet! (Because there were other people, I couldn't look there so boldly. I didn't want to teach any more disciples. After teaching them all, the teacher would be starving.) We went into the men's and women's restrooms separately. Ha! Nobody there!! I was so excited!!! I quickly looked for the girl in the reflection of the cesspool, and I found her!!! She was straddling the wooden board with her legs apart, and she had taken off her pants (she was wearing light blue jeans, tight-fitting, the kind I liked best)``````` Ah—! I saw it.

A flesh-colored slit. A beautiful body! ...I was trembling. After she finished, she put her pants back on and left.

I masturbated in the restroom. It felt so good!

Later, I became a regular at that school, going there to check things out whenever I had the chance. Of course, opportunities were few. It was rare to find the men's restroom empty. Either there was no one in either the men's or women's restroom, or there were a lot of people on both sides. But there were opportunities. Another time, I had just finished urinating, but then a fat boy came in, so I pretended to pull up my pants, but I could never finish, and eventually I just leaned against him and walked away. Why didn't I leave? Because several more girls came in from the women's restroom. …………………………………………The conditions here aren't very good; I'd die if I stayed here any longer. I have to log in again. So I have to post what I write. Otherwise… I can't find the page. Damn it!!

The fat boy finally left. I looked in the reflection of the cesspool; there were so many. I'll just look at one at random first. Look at the one at the very back! I looked right away. This girl had a deep voice, but her genitals were flesh-colored.

She must be a virgin. I wanted her to know I was peeping at her, so I whispered, pretending there was someone else beside me: "This girl is fair-skinned. I can't see very clearly." (She must have heard me. But she hadn't finished urinating.) I looked down and saw a wooden stick in the cesspool, perfect for cleaning the debris floating on the surface of the cesspool. (Maybe that's what someone else uses when peeping.) After cleaning, her genitals were completely reflected. Very beautiful. A young girl's body. Indescribable, so beautiful.

I whispered again, "So pretty." She finished, pulled up her pants, and left. But she didn't go out. She was talking to another girl in a stall, so I went over to continue watching her. This girl had a very soft, gentle voice.

But her genitals had turned black. She seemed to be defecating. Her buttocks were still straining. You could tell. The blackening of her genitals didn't mean she wasn't a virgin. It just meant she was quite developed. I didn't care about her development or not, I just wanted to get a good look... I got a good look at her! The two girls went out. Earlier, one of the girls had glanced into the men's restroom as she passed by. I knew she must have known someone was spying on her.

I followed her. I wanted to let her know who was watching her. Besides, I hadn't seen what they looked like before, because I could only see from below. I walked to the next stall with them. Looking at them, well, they were both pretty. Although they wouldn't be considered beauties, they were the object of many boys' affections in class. Haha, this time I saw both of them. The first girl with the gruff voice was round-faced, chubby, and very cute. Short hair, like the hairstyle of Yoko from Ikkyu-san. Green top, black pants (I already saw that from below). The other girl had a ponytail. Long oval face. Big eyes. A pure and innocent girl.

They both turned and glanced at me. Awesome! I wonder if they know I was spying on them?

I'll say it again, unsuccessfully. I often come to this school to spy. This time, I waited in the school lobby to see if any pretty girls went to the restroom. Ha, I found one. I followed her. In the reflection below, I could see her legs straddling the board, unzipping her pants. I also took out my thing and masturbated while watching. But… why didn't she take it off? What was she doing? Ah! She left! The water was too clear today!

Not only could I see her, but she could see me too! Good heavens! My thing was too big, it scared her away! Just then, several more boys came in from behind. I guessed they were also there to spy. The viewing angle from the cesspool has been particularly good these past few days!

Even those unaware can stumble upon this secret unintentionally. So, these past few days, the boys have been constantly running to the toilet, whether they have something to do or not. Whenever a pretty girl comes to use the toilet, the boys always feel the urge and rush to relieve themselves. Hahahaha.

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