Voyeurism provides its own erotic pleasure.

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There's a certain pleasure in voyeurism.

I don't even know when I picked up this strange habit. The earliest time I remember peeping

was when I was 14.

Maybe I was precocious; at 14, I was already quite strong. My maternal grandfather and uncles were both

very , and although my mother was a little short (1.58m), she was still very robust. I inherited

this trait from my mother and was taller and stronger than my peers from a young age.

I was in the second year of junior high school then, and my father had a transit warehouse in J City, Jiangxi Province. During summer vacation, my father took me there, saying it would broaden my

horizons, and I was overjoyed. After a bumpy 24-hour train ride to J City, I was exhausted. By the time

we settled in, it was already past 7 pm.

All the employees of the transit warehouse lived in an old-fashioned bungalow next to the warehouse. The room wasn't very big,

only 30 square meters, but it housed 6 people. One person had to go home for family matters, so now, including my father and me, there were 7 people

.

The other 5 people were 4 men and 1 woman. One was the warehouse manager, a man in his fifties, whom everyone called

"Manager Xie." Apparently, his surname was Xie, and he was a distant relative—I don't know how he was related to me, so we were practically family.

The other three men were all in their early thirties, responsible for sales. They were short, probably because

they were quite small. I was about 1.62 meters tall at the time, and I felt I was taller than all three of them.

One of the three men was named Zhang Zhiyun, another Zhang Tianyun, and the third Zhang Xiaoyun (whose appearance and name seemed

rather feminine). Another man was a good friend of my father's; he didn't work at the warehouse and had supposedly

come here . He's irrelevant to this story, so I won't introduce him further.

The focus here is on the women. One had rushed back to her hometown due to family matters and hadn't arrived yet. The other was 27 years old and

already had an eight-year-old daughter. Don't be alarmed; from what I know, people in Jiangxi's counties and rural areas marry very young,

with most men and women getting married and having children before the age of twenty.

The woman, named Wang Xiurong, was fairly good-looking (my aesthetic standards were quite naive back then; now

I'd call her a beauty). She was in charge of finance, since she was both the accountant and cashier, hence the nickname "

Finance."

Her breasts were noticeably large—I wasn't particularly interested in large breasts at the time, but her figure was

quite good ; she was about 1.7 meters tall, and aside from thinking her hips were a bit large, she had

a model-like figure.

There were only two rooms in the bungalow, one for the men and one for the women, of course. The hotel was quite a distance away, so

everyone had to make do with squeezing in.

Arranging the rooms was a bit of a hassle; the beds were cramped. Although it was manageable, the three young men kept complaining.

Then, Manager Xie suggested I sleep with Finance, saying they were still just kids and it wouldn't matter. I immediately

disagreed; I considered myself an adult! (Although I've never done *that* and never had a nocturnal emission, I already

know about it from pornographic videos. I can also get an erection.)

At this moment, the finance manager came over and said to me, "Xiao Xing, the bed is already crowded. Aren't you afraid of being pushed off?"

This joke reminded my father that I've always had a "good habit" when I sleep—tossing and turning

and kicking my legs. I still do it now.

My father probably thought of this and said in a commanding tone, "You should go inside and

sleep with Aunt Wang." Afraid that my father would think I was difficult to handle and would be taken home quickly, I obediently

complied .

My father then turned to the finance manager and said, "You'd better be careful; he tosses and turns and kicks a lot when he sleeps."

—He's talking about me!!!

After eating and taking a shower, it was almost 10 pm. Coupled with the fatigue of the journey, I went to sleep. This Aunt Wang is

so thoughtful and considerate; she helped me turn off the lights and turn on the fan. Perhaps I couldn't sleep in a different place. Half an hour later

, everyone was going back to their rooms to sleep.

This "Aunt Wang" (my father made me call her Aunt, which is a bit cruel) opened the door first, then

turned on the light, and then called me. I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep, so I didn't answer.

She closed the door first and turned the fan down a bit. Then she started taking off her clothes. I

secretly opened my eyes when I heard her zipping up her pants (at the time, I wasn't lustful, nor was I trying to peep; at least, I didn't have that kind of thought).

She quickly took off her clothes, including her bra (it seems many people like this). Because she had given birth and breastfed

, her breasts weren't very attractive—her nipples were large, and her areolas were also large, and because of her small breasts, they were

sagging.

At the time, I didn't know any of this and thought all women were like that. This was also the first time I had seen a woman's

naked body , and my little brother got hard. I even had a kind of impulse.

Since there was only one bed, of course, she slept with me (hehe, it should be me and her). I slept in the middle,

and she gently pushed me a little bit to the inside, but it felt like she didn't move. As we went to bed, I pretended to be asleep and

rolled over , placing my hand on her stomach. She chuckled softly, stroking my

head like she would her own child.

Because I wasn't asleep, my forehead was sweaty, and I was still covered by the thin blanket (mainly to hide

my groin). She pulled the blanket back up, folded it neatly, and covered only my stomach; at this point, she must

have seen my groin. I was too scared to move, not even daring to open my eyes.

After covering me, she gently patted my thigh, then placed her hand on it, and after a while, she

even gently touched my penis. At that moment, my mind was filled with

the intense scenes from pornographic videos, especially those in Western films; I even fantasized about her raping me.

These wild thoughts emboldened me, and I placed my hand on her underwear, still on her lower abdomen.

I felt her tremble slightly, and she removed her hand from my penis. I became

bolder and straddled her thigh; she didn't react.

Only then did I slightly open my eyes. She raised her hand to turn off the light. *Snap*. The light went out, and I couldn't see anything

(sorry, I'm nearsighted by 300 degrees).

Suddenly, I boldly thought of pulling down her underwear and then having sex with her while she was asleep. Perhaps I was too tired, and I

fell asleep during my internal struggle. When I woke up—it was Aunt Wang who woke me. I was lying flat on my back, my "

yurt " still erect. I blushed as soon as I woke up.

After getting dressed, I went to wash up, when my father called me. I went over and only said a few words of concern.

I took my toothpaste and toothbrush to the bathroom (it was a makeshift bathroom inside "Aunt Wang's" room;

it didn't even have a door or a curtain. I was stunned when I went in.

"Aunt Wang" was squatting to urinate; she must have just started. I froze for no more than two seconds before turning around and walking

out. About three seconds later, "Aunt Wang" also came out, smiled at me as if nothing had happened, and said:)

"Xiao Xing, go brush your teeth and wash your face."

I didn't even know if I answered before I went into the bathroom, recalling what had just happened—"Aunt Wang"

was squatting, and a "fountain" gushed out of her vagina. My little brother was erect again.

After washing up, we went out to enjoy the scenery. Nothing much to talk about.

After dinner, of course, it was time to take a shower. Then I had a bold idea: when "Aunt Wang" went to shower

(in the bathroom, of course), I would pretend not to know and walk in, so I could see what her vagina

looked like .

Thinking this, I went outside to chat with my father, while closely observing "Aunt Wang's" actions. Just as I was about to

chuckle to myself at my "clever" idea, Aunt Wang really went to shower, but she was about to close the door

! Oh no! I reacted immediately…

"Aunt Wang, don't close the door, I need to get something," I said hurriedly.

Great, the door wasn't closed, so I went in. I only left some small trinkets I'd bought during the day,

mostly carvings, not many, but I wanted to stall for time, pretending to look for them slowly. She closed the door anyway, but I

stayed in the room.

She said, "Xiao Xing, wait until I'm done washing before opening the door."

I pretended not to understand and said, "Okay, but you have to hurry."

She started taking off her clothes in front of me again, and I secretly rejoiced—now she'll probably take off her underwear too.

Sure enough , she did... She took off her pants first, then her clothes. I didn't dare look directly at her, pretending to look for something, only stealing glances from the corner of my eye.

To be able to see her properly, I had another plan. I stood up and said, "I need to pee first." That's when I saw

her genitals—so much hair, dark and thick. I still couldn't see her vulva; I couldn't look for too long.

After saying that, I went into the bathroom, took out my penis, but I had no urge to pee at all, and it was hard and erect.

Just then, she came in. She entered less than three seconds after I did. I was nervous and scared. I quickly turned

away.

"Aunt Wang" then laughed and said, "Little boy, you're not even grown up yet and you're already afraid of being spied on?" I was so anxious

I couldn't speak . I had no choice

but to force out a few drops of urine and then went out. Just

as I was thinking about how to peek at "Aunt Wang's" little hole, the bathroom faucet turned on, and the water

was flowing freely. I panicked; she had started washing. How could I possibly peek?

Suddenly, I turned around and saw the reflection in the window. Although it was blurry, and I could only see the outline,

my clever self immediately had another idea—as long as she turned her back to me, I would stand there and look.

After thinking about it for a moment, I realized it wasn't quite right. Then another idea came to me. I gently tossed the little things I had bought onto the floor

. I think I put a few on the floor, and some fell near the bathroom door. Haha, I'm so clever

!

Hearing the sound, "Aunt Wang" asked with concern, "What happened? What fell?"

"It's nothing, I accidentally dropped the carving I bought during the day."

She had already started washing her lower body, and I found a spot where I could see the bathroom.

Good heavens , right in front of me! She was still squatting, vigorously scrubbing her inner thighs. This time I could see it clearly—

a fleshy slit—that was her vulva! That's what I'd been imagining since yesterday.

Underneath thick black pubic hair was a vulva, water flowing from her upper body to her vulva and dripping onto the floor. So that's what a vulva

looks like , different from what I'd seen on videotapes (back then, only Western films showed exposed vulvas, and I couldn't see them very

clearly).

There was a small hole between her labia, so small it was almost invisible.

I couldn't look for too long, so I continued pretending to look for something (my thinking was so naive back then; now I think

I could just stand in front of her and stare all I wanted without any problem, because she always treated me like a child,

though I really was young then, even though I thought I was grown up). I deliberately hid one under the bed and the other

under the table, so I could lie on the floor and get a good look when she came out.

She came out, and I lay on the edge of the bed looking under it, then turned to face her—that's how I could see.

She was drying herself with a towel, and when she got to where she was, she saw her thighs... She opened the towel and rubbed it vigorously, and I

saw it , even more clearly than before—her vulva, no! It was wide open, the inside

a lighter color than her skin, and the entire vulva was actually contracting and expanding. I only looked for about two seconds before she started "looking for something" again.

She started putting on her pants, and I glanced at her again the instant she lifted her right leg, but unfortunately, it was too brief

to see clearly . I crawled behind her, to the foot of the bed, and when she lifted her left leg and arched her buttocks, my eyes practically

popped out—it was even clearer from behind; I could practically count every single hair.

Soon, she finished putting on her underwear, and I thought it was hopeless, but then, intentionally or unintentionally... I glanced at her—and that's when I

noticed a hole in her underwear, just below her anus, with a few hairs peeking out.

She had already put her underwear back on, and I quickly found everything. Haha, I

was excited about my clever plan.

A little while later, it was my turn to shower, and while showering, I came up with an even more exciting idea.

It was late, almost 11 pm, time for bed, and I really couldn't hold back anymore. Today

, "Aunt Wang" and I went to the room together and undressed together. I turned my back to her and took off my pants

, not wanting to look because my little brother was too restless.

She finished undressing and said to me, "Xiaoxing, you go to bed first, you sleep on the inside." I casually replied and

climbed into bed . After getting into bed, I thought for a few moments and said to "Aunt Wang," "How about turning the fan on the highest setting today

? I sweated a lot while sleeping last night." "Aunt Wang" smiled and said okay.

She also got into bed and turned off the light. I lay in bed, my mind wandering again, rehearsing my bath plan

several times in my mind. Thinking everything was fine, I opened my eyes wide and listened intently, waiting for the lovely "Aunt Wang"

to drift off to sleep. Looking at the time, only 1 hour and 10 minutes had passed, but it felt like I had waited an entire night.

Let me test if she's really asleep. I'm sleeping on the inside, facing outwards, while she's facing inwards, right in front of me

. Just as I was about to reach out to touch her, she rolled over and turned away again. Ugh. But it's okay. I carefully placed my hand

on . After a few seconds, seeing no reaction, I put my fingers on her forehead (based on

adventurous experiences with several classmates, the forehead is the most sensitive part of the body;

you can sense anything near it without even touching it. You can try it if you don't believe me). Still no reaction. I'm sure she's

asleep .

I moved my body down a bit, still not daring to be too direct, and placed my hand on her buttocks first.

So I gently squeezed it. I moved my hand down a little more. Haha, with her back to me, the hole in her underwear was

clearly visible. I got out of bed to get a flashlight (I had planned this while showering; all the tools were prepared,

hehe).

The hole in her underwear wasn't very big; only my little finger could fit in and out. I shone the flashlight on her for a moment,

then immediately turned it off. Seeing she still didn't react, I stuck my little finger inside, turned the flashlight back on, looked for two seconds

, and then turned it off again. Her pubic hair and vulva were so clear!

I used my little toe to feel for the entrance to her vulva, and when I found it, I thrust it in without hesitation. It was so

hot ; I couldn't tell if it was urine or vaginal fluid. I pulled my little toe out and smelled it. No

foul odor, no urine smell. Ah! It was the vaginal fluid from my lovely "Aunt Wang."

I moved my little toe in and out a few times, but it didn't feel very good. Time to take off her panties and play with them! I immediately started

gently pulling her panties down, but after trying for a while, I couldn't get them to the desired position. Oh well, I'll think of something else.

I suddenly remembered oral sex in porn movies, hehe, let's try it! I quietly got out of bed, went to her, and

took out my penis. Unfortunately, her mouth was tightly closed, but I could still find a way. I gently placed my two thumbs

on her nostrils, and she couldn't breathe, so her mouth naturally opened.

At this point, I didn't dare get too close, afraid that if she woke up, my life would be over. Still not reassured, I

covered , mainly to cover her eyes… After two minutes, I finally placed my penis on her mouth,

or rather, on her lips—her mouth wasn't open very wide. My

glans felt itchy, very pleasurable. Going a little deeper, she softly hummed, her tongue touching my

glans—it felt amazing. Afraid she'd wake up, I immediately withdrew.

We got into bed, making a slight noise, and she rolled over again, this time lying on her back. I was already planning

to sleep , but seeing her sleeping like this, another idea came to me. I started taking off her underwear again, this time from the front,

easy enough, but I didn't dare pull it down too far, only until I saw her clitoris. I knew this; although I had no

sexual experience, I had a lot of sexual knowledge—it was a woman's most sensitive erogenous zone.

I gently placed my hand on her clitoris, feeling her vulva rise and fall with her breath, and the temperature of

her clitoris was quite high, almost hot.

Then she stretched her legs again—ah! Her legs opened a little wider than before. I

continued exploring down her vulva, and this time her vagina was wet, quite wet.

Just as I was wondering how to insert it, she hummed again and placed her hand on her clitoris. I

thought she must be having a wet dream. Before I could finish thinking that, she rolled over, tucking her hand between her legs,

her face facing . I dared not continue touching her, thinking that this was a great find, and went to sleep. I spent

the whole night lost in thought, wanting to penetrate deeper into her vagina several times, always afraid she would wake up. My worries

were justified; around 4 a.m., she did wake up, and I was still awake.

I secretly opened my eyes and watched her. She sat up, pulled her panties down further, and placed her hand on her vulva.

I was initially worried she would notice the unusual panties and become suspicious, but no, I was safe. Damn, she was facing away from me. I figured she

must have been masturbating with her fingers inside.

Thinking about this, I even fantasized about her raping me. I rolled over and pushed forward, touching her

buttocks—they were so bouncy, I couldn't resist. She nervously turned her head to look, and by then I

had already quietly pulled the sheet up so she could see my erect penis in my underwear.

She glanced at me, and through the hazy light, I thought I saw her smiling. That's when I realized she was actually quite

pretty. She placed her hands on my thighs, and after a few seconds, pulled the sheet down to cover my thighs.

She stood up, went to the table, grabbed some tissues, and smeared them on her vulva. Then she put on her underwear, gently

pushed me back in a little more, and got into bed. I guessed she wasn't sleepy anymore. After getting into bed, I tested her several times, but

her response was always the same: she wasn't asleep.

I pretended to be asleep and straddled her panties, my knees pressed against the entrance of her vagina. I placed my hands just

below her breasts; we were very close. I slightly opened my eyes to look at hers—oh my god, they were

wide , then closed again. At that moment, her hands gently touched my knees and slowly swayed.

I understood; she was already aroused. I took it a step further, turning my head towards her body.

Haha, my lips were right next to her nipples.

She removed her hands from my knees and gently pushed me a few times. I pretended to mumble a few sounds in my sleep, but she

still pushed me onto my back. She sat up again and placed her hand on my penis. The movement was very gentle; my glans

felt tingly and itchy—it felt incredibly good. I thought she might be about to make a move on me, and I couldn't be happier (although

I was still a virgin, my penis had already surrendered to her).

Her hands were so soft; I couldn't even feel any bones in them when they touched my glans. She kept her hand on my glans for about

two minutes before removing it. I thought she was going to start sexually assaulting me, but instead, she sat up

and put her hand inside her underwear—it seemed she was masturbating again.

With such a high sex drive, her husband probably doesn't have many good days ahead of him. This time, the movements were intense; she even moaned and

breathed heavily.

"Aunt Wang" masturbated for less than a minute, then shivered and stopped.

She got out of bed, took off her only underwear, and went into the bathroom to wash herself properly. I considered getting up to peek again,

but then I thought, why be so anxious? There are still several days left; I

can .

So I turned over and went to sleep. Perhaps because I was too excited, I lay in bed for ten minutes without

feeling sleepy .

By then, "Aunt Wang" had finished showering and emerged from her bath. She did the same old thing: dried herself off, and this time

she was fully dressed. I realized it was already dawn; the time was 5:30.

Since I was lying there anyway, I decided to think about how to please this thirsty mature woman that evening. I

made many assumptions, devised numerous plans and tactics. A wave of smug satisfaction washed over me.

Looking back now, I think "Aunt Wang" was probably the snake that led me into the world of voyeurism; from then

on, I never tired of it.

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