Peeping Tom

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It was a Saturday afternoon in June, just before the holidays. I hadn't gone home, and the school was nearly deserted, except for a few
students studying for their postgraduate entrance exams. Bored, I wandered around the chemistry building when I suddenly needed
to use the restroom. As I left, I passed the women's restroom and heard a loud fart.
A thought struck me—even reserved girls have such moments of daring. A voyeuristic urge arose within me.
My heart raced, my mouth went dry, and my legs trembled with nervousness. After a second or two of hesitation, I quickly
checked that no one was around and immediately slipped into that unfamiliar territory—the mysterious women's restroom!

Here's a brief description of the toilet's design: it's practically a voyeur's paradise! The women's restroom is located
at the very back of the building, in a secluded spot where it's difficult to see someone hiding inside. After entering, there's a
narrow passage less than two meters wide, leading to a smaller room of about 15 square meters with only one row of squat toilets. The 2-meter-high stalls are fully enclosed
wooden units with automatically closing hinges, ensuring complete visibility. Huge south-facing windows allow the bright afternoon sun to illuminate even
the darkest stalls ! The bottom edge of the toilet door is 20cm above the ground in front and on both sides. The squat toilets are flush with the ground, without urinals in front. A voyeur simply needs to bend over, and the girl's private parts are completely exposed ! 　　I was wearing soft-soled sandals, and because of my professional athletic background, my steps were light and steady. The girl didn't hear a man sneaking in less than 30cm from her private parts. I bent down , and a pair of slender, delicate feet appeared in the second toilet stall. The moon-white, mid-heeled sandals suggested that their owner must be very charming and dignified. I leaned closer, and wow, a near-perfect female genitalia was revealed. I still remember the feeling: my heart was pounding at 150 beats per minute, my breathing was rapid as if I had run 3000 meters, all the blood rushed to my head, and my lower body was already throbbing. The scene before me was so tempting. Although I had a girlfriend and often observed and ravaged her sexy little pussy, nothing was as fresh and tender as this cunt, nor did it have the intense stimulation of voyeurism! 　　Look, the girl I was ogling had buttocks as white as jade, and her pubic hair was dark but sparse, evenly distributed in a V-shape on her full, white mons pubis. The summer sun gently illuminated her beautiful lower body, and the tips of each pubic hair were sparkling. Looking further down, the girl's mysterious vulva was fully revealed. She was squatting low, her thighs spread wide, like a shameless slut opening her honey pot, waiting for a penis to fiercely thrust into her tight vagina. The girl's labia majora weren't the thick type, but rather long and slender, with sparse pubic hair, revealing white flesh. They were tightly closed, clearly indicating that this was still the vulva of a pure virgin. Unlike my girlfriend's vulva, which had been slightly parted by me from too much sex, and whose labia were a dirty brown. The labia majora in front of me were like a seductive mouth, tempting me to rush over and frantically suck, even bite and scratch! Pluck the pubic hair, revealing . I was almost going crazy, but thankfully, a sliver of clarity allowed me to restrain the urge to rape and continue observing this rare beauty. 　　The girl's labia minora were very short, only protruding 2-3 millimeters from the labia majora, a delicate pink without a trace of brown. Like the newly opened petals of a pink rose, slightly closed, the inner side retained some clear urine, reflecting a bright luster under the sunlight, making the entire vulva appear even more moist, delicate, and tempting. Further down was the girl's anus, connected to the vaginal opening by a vertical, dark brown skin fold. Short hairs, slightly thinner than pubic hair but noticeably more resilient, were distributed around the anus. The girl's anus was still contracting and clenching, seemingly still trying to defecate or preparing for it. The mucous membrane folds tightened and relaxed intermittently. I fantasized about inserting my penis into this anus, seeing the girl's pained and ashamed expression, enjoying the tight grip of her anus, then inserting my fingers into her vagina, watching the girl lose her virginity—how pleasurable that would be… 　　Just as I was lost in reverie, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. Startled, I quickly hid in the third toilet stall, bending down to peek through the crack in the door. I cursed inwardly, thinking, "That slut came and pulled down her pants, interrupting my enjoyment!!!" But the footsteps faded into the distance. It turned out to be just a passing slut, offering her pussy for me to see. But what I got in return was an unexpected bonus. 　　I caught a glimpse of the girl's profile, the one I'd been eyeing for almost three or four minutes. Her pink face was flushed, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, her right hand pressed against her stomach, seemingly pushing her contents toward her anus. Her bright eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling, as if she were enjoying the sensation of defecating. 　　I moved closer to her genitals along the side of the toilet stall, this time even closer. This beautiful woman, completely immersed in relaxation, had no idea that a lustful man's eyes were freely scanning her vulva less than 20 centimeters away. I couldn't resist any longer. I locked the stall door, ignoring the filth gently lay down inside. I pulled down my pants and started masturbating, while slowly reaching my left hand under the stall door to make a virtual stroking motion of her buttocks and genitals. Anyway, this little slut had her eyes closed and wouldn't look behind her, so I could masturbate while simultaneously visually groping her vulva. 　　It felt so damn good! I quickly ejaculated a large amount of semen, more than twice the amount I usually ejaculate when having sex with my girlfriend! Just as I was wondering how to deal with all that sticky semen on my right hand, the girl next door suddenly let out a soft moan, her anus relaxed, and a 15cm long piece of feces landed on my left hand. This infuriated me, and an evil thought immediately arose! 　　I quickly pulled up her shorts with two fingers of my right hand, squatted down again, and used both hands simultaneously. My right hand, laden with a thick slick of semen, smeared it precisely onto the woman's vulva, plucking a few of her curly pubic hairs in the process. Of course, I also gave her clitoris a good rub. Meanwhile, my left hand smeared feces all over her buttocks, instantly transforming her once pristine white bottom into a filthy, stinking mess! 　　The girl was probably stunned; she only managed a short, low "Ah!" before sitting down heavily.

Standing on the squat toilet, my lust grew incredibly strong. In a hoarse voice, I asked, "Red paper or green paper?!"

Most people have probably heard this ghost story, and the girl next door was no exception. She only replied with a
single "no" and then fell silent. I peeked over and saw that the beautiful girl had fainted. With a groan, her anus loosened
, and a 15cm-long piece of feces landed on my left hand. This infuriated me, and an evil thought
immediately arose!

I quickly used two fingers of my right hand to pull up my shorts, squatted down again, and used both hands simultaneously. My right hand, with a
thick clump of semen, accurately smeared it on the beauty's vulva, and I also plucked a few of her curly pubic hairs.
Of course, I didn't forget to roughly rub her clitoris a few times. Meanwhile, my left hand smeared the feces
all over her buttocks, instantly turning her once pristine white buttocks into a filthy, stinking mess!

The girl was probably terrified; she only managed a short, low "ah" before plopping down
on the toilet. My courage immediately grew, and I asked in a hoarse voice, "Red paper or green paper?!"
I guess most people have heard this ghost story, and the girl next door was no exception. She only replied with a "no"
and then fell silent. I peeked over and saw that the beautiful girl had already fainted.

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