Growing up through voyeurism

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I think it was in elementary school that I developed a voyeuristic habit. Back then, we were just kids, and the boys' and girls' restrooms were practically unguarded. From fourth grade onwards, Xiao and I became deskmates. We were incredibly close; we went to school together, ate together, and went to the restroom together. Starting in the second semester of fourth grade, I began to enjoy going to the restroom with Xiao even more because she got sick—she had pubic hair.

At first, she panicked and called me to the restroom, then showed me her pubic hair. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears; she thought she had a terminal illness. At the time, I didn't understand anything. I was terrified that my best friend was going to leave me, so we both burst into tears.

Xiao's parents were both teachers at our school. Seeing our red and swollen eyes, they took us to the office to ask what was wrong. Xiao cried even harder. Her father thought I had bullied Xiao and slapped me across the face. I cried even louder, and we were both crying so hard that no one could comfort us. With no other option, and with lunchtime approaching, I went to the cafeteria for lunch with my red eyes.

In the afternoon, during class, Xiao, blushing, said to me, "Mom told me I can't go to the toilet with you anymore." I thought Xiao didn't want to be my friend anymore, and my eyes reddened again, tears welling up. Seeing my distress, Xiao immediately said, "Don't cry, don't cry. I won't listen to Mom. We're good friends, we'll go to the toilet together." At that moment, I didn't think much of it; I just felt that Xiao still considered me a friend, and I immediately stopped crying and smiled.

That afternoon, when we went to the toilet together, I asked her about pubic hair. Her mature expression told me, "You'll grow it too. Mom said it's a sign of becoming pretty." I was surprised, so I reached out and touched Xiao's pubic hair. It was soft, short, and felt very comfortable.

The short semester ended, and after summer vacation, we returned to school as fifth graders. Our fifth and sixth graders and junior high students were on a different campus. When I arrived at the new campus, I noticed our toilets were no longer mixed-gender; they were now separate for boys and girls. I no longer had the chance to pee with Xiao at school, which was quite disappointing, because I couldn't touch her soft pubic hair anymore.

Towards the end of sixth grade, a few of us classmates watched the then-great movie, Titanic, at Xiao's house. Those who have seen it know how unforgettable that short scene was. My classmates blushed after watching the movie and left, but I remained at Xiao's house. I clearly remember calmly saying to Xiao, "Take off your clothes, let me see." Xiao obediently appeared naked in front of me instantly. So, I touched her slightly raised, what I vaguely remember as purple nipples, and her tightly closed vulva beneath the sparse pubic hair. After watching for two minutes, I went home. (Looking back now, I was so naive. If it were kids these days, there would probably be one less virgin.)

When I got home, I developed a strong interest in pubic hair, racking my brains to find ways to see women's pubic hair. The next day, when I went to the teacher's office, I discovered that under the glass at the corner of the stairs was the window of the girls' restroom, and I could see a squatting stall. So, every time after class, I could be seen going up and down between the second and first floors. At that time, it seemed like no one knew what I was doing; I just stared at the window, going up and down, watching the girls and teachers in the school take off their pants, squat down, and then get up and put their pants back on.

Summer vacation arrived in the blink of an eye. I went to another middle school, not in the same town anymore. Xiao was still at our old school, and we maintained our friendship through letters.

During the vacation, my brother and I went swimming. This swimming pool was a famous new water park in CDS at the time, with a wave pool, a circular wave pool, many spiral slides, etc., and it was always packed with people. The men's changing room at that swimming pool was accessed through a long corridor. To the left were windows covered in dark paper, and to the right was a wall.

When I came out of the pool, I walked around pulling open the windows, and that's how I saw the women's changing room. I remember it clearly; it must have been a woman in her thirties or forties changing clothes with her daughter. The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen, but her development was unusual. Her breasts were comparable to her mother's—firm, with barely visible nipples, making them incredibly alluring. Thick body hair, fair skin—even now, thinking back, I think she was a rare beauty, but unfortunately, I never got to see her; I only watched for a few minutes.
Before university, my voyeuristic tendencies were all small-scale peeping at women changing clothes, until a trip to New Jersey marked a significant leap in my voyeuristic history.

Summer of 2004. After finishing the college entrance exam, I went to NJ to work (a branch of my family's company was there; actually, I went on vacation). Near Maigaoqiao, I rented a three-bedroom apartment. My relative wasn't there, so I stayed in his room, the master bedroom, which was very large. Across the window was another building, with the kitchen and bathroom in front of me. That building's bathroom had a large window, mostly covered by curtains without stickers, so occasionally I'd see women who'd forgotten to close them.

For a week, no one was home, so I was alone in NJ. During the day, I slept at home, and at night, I wandered between buildings, searching for glimpses of nature. There were several apartment layouts; one type had its bathroom window in the stairwell. When I heard water running, I'd stand on the stair railing and look through the window. I could see young women, teenage girls, and of course, grown men.

That night, I saw about 40 nude women, but none of them left a lasting impression. A little disappointed, I decided to go home and browse the internet. I went down the stairs and reached my unit (it's a three-bedroom apartment; the bathroom window is on the outside, not in the stairwell). I heard two women talking coming from the first-floor bathroom. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, then I went to the window and, through a small gap in the curtains, peeked out. I saw two women talking in the bathroom on the first floor. They seemed to be talking about something else entirely. I looked around and saw a woman talking to herself. I then went to the window and, through a small gap in the curtains, saw a woman talking to herself. She seemed to be talking to a woman talking to herself. I then looked around and saw ... I couldn't resist. Standing before these two twins, I couldn't contain myself at all. One beautiful girl was lathering herself with bubbles

, while the other, with her delicate little hands, was gently rinsing her vulva. And what excited me even more was their beautiful breasts, right in front of me. I'll never forget this!

I watched for about two minutes when a car came by, and I had to reluctantly leave, slowly walking upstairs. That awful driver, who lives downstairs! He made me wait until I went upstairs to let him pass before coming down again. One of the two beauties had finished showering; the other was getting dressed. I was really excited and impulsive at that moment, really wanting to rush into their house and have my way with them. Unfortunately, I didn't dare… Two days passed, and I still hadn't seen them come home, and I never saw those beautiful sisters again. What a pity!

When university started, it was almost a year since I'd deliberately spied on them. Until that day, a few of us guys and girls were playing mahjong, and after we booked a room, I realized that the hotels around the school were a haven for voyeurs!

In university, we didn't have much money. The mahjong winner spent 30 yuan to book a room, and the two guys and two girls slept in one bed. It was just about sleeping; I didn't have any other thoughts, but I couldn't fall asleep. Soon, all three of them were fast asleep, and I was feeling hot and irritable, so I opened the door to let some fresh air in. As I walked into the hallway,

just as I was about to light a cigarette, I heard a very clear woman's moans coming from across the hall. I looked closely; it was the second floor across the hall, and I was on the fourth. The curtains were closed, but the window was peculiar—above the two aluminum alloy panes was a fixed pane of glass that couldn't be opened. The curtains only blocked the sliding aluminum window, but from my vantage point, I peered through the unobstructed glass and, damn it, saw the woman I had a crush on having sex with a complete stranger… My feelings at that moment…

I acted impulsively. It was around 4 a.m., and the streets were quiet. I picked up a rock at the corner of a building and threw it hard. Perhaps I used too much force, because it missed the target by about 5 meters, without affecting the two people inside at all… After throwing the rock, I calmed down immediately. She's just a woman, right? Why bother? So, I lit a cigarette and slowly watched them, watching them toss and turn in bed. I gradually got an erection. And so, my penis began to work…

After this incident, I often stayed in hotels outside of school, discovering even more interesting places and experiencing even more thrilling events.

This was the only time I had a relationship with this woman because of peeping.

One weekend, an autumn weekend, I took a friend to a hotel. Since I wasn't planning on peeping, I just randomly picked a hotel. But somehow, this randomly chosen hotel became a place I couldn't bear to leave. My friend is very open-minded. We met for four hours and then went to a hotel. Actually, she's quite attractive, the only downsides being her dark skin and unpleasant voice. We started at 7 pm that night and did it three times. Around 1 am, she left to go to another school with her friends, who I guessed were also going to a hotel.
I was bored in the room, so I opened the door to see if there was a chance to peep. And lo and behold, a huge loophole was right outside my door. As soon as I opened the door, I heard running water. I looked up and saw a window like the one in NJ, right above me. I turned back, grabbed a stool, stood on it, and saw... damn, a man taking a shower...

I was cursing under my breath when I noticed two naked women on the bed directly opposite the bathroom door, engaging in very suggestive caresses... My God, I witnessed a threesome! I was so excited! I quickly went back to the room, grabbed my Samsung E-768, turned on the 1.3-megapixel camera, and started recording after the guy finished showering.

Thanks to that guy for turning the dimly lit room bright, allowing my little phone to capture such a clear video: I never imagined there would be girls like this at our school. A slender girl with small breasts, smooth skin, and long flowing hair (codename S) was energetically giving a blowjob to a very voluptuous girl (codename W). A voluptuous woman, codenamed D, looked completely ecstatic. The handsome guy was masturbating with his gloved hand, a lewd grin on his face. Then they joined together; the man gave S a blowjob, S gave D a blowjob, and D buried her face between the man's legs. It was truly a scene of pure ecstasy. They took
turns giving blowjobs, and then the man and D started having sex, while S licked the man's vagina. D's moans were incredibly lewd; I suspect many women would ejaculate at the sound of those obscene sounds. About ten minutes later, the man ejaculated. I thought he would go for another round, but instead, he went back into the bathroom to shower. I noticed my phone's memory was almost full, so I went back to my room. A little over ten minutes later, I heard the door close. Looking out the window, I saw the man leave with D a minute later. I racked my brains, wondering what was going on. Had S been left alone in the room? I quickly went to check again, and sure enough, I could still hear running water from the bathroom. Standing on a stool, I saw that it was indeed S; she was showering.

I made a decision instantly. I went back inside, grabbed my phone, turned off the lights, closed the door, and walked to S's door. I gently turned the knob, but the door didn't open; it seemed locked. So I knocked hard. Just as I was wondering how I would answer if the beautiful woman inside asked who I was, I heard a loud bang. The door opened, and then I saw a completely naked back view, running towards the bathroom area.
The beautiful woman, with her back to me, asked, "Why are you back again?" I said, "I'll show you a video." She hesitated for a moment. Afraid she would scream, I quickly added, "Don't scream. If you do, your reputation will be ruined." She didn't scream; she just slammed the bathroom door shut. About three minutes later, in my extreme tension, the sound of water stopped. My heart pounded even faster. The door opened, and she came out, her face flushed. She asked me, "Was it XX who gave you the video?" I was stunned for a moment and said, "No, it's a video I filmed of the three of you just now." She was startled at first, then let out a long breath and said only one word, "Okay."

She sat down next to me. To be honest, I could hear my own heart pounding. I opened the video. She glanced at it, then looked at the bathroom window, smiled strangely, and said, "I'll sleep with you. Delete the video."

I was very nervous, really nervous. After all, it was the first time I'd used such a despicable method to sleep with a woman. I took the phone and deleted the video immediately. She smiled strangely and asked, "You just deleted it like that? Aren't you afraid I'll change my mind?" It was then that I realized, yes, I had no leverage left. Could I still blackmail her? She actually tapped my head with her finger and called me an idiot…

Oh my god… Then, she hugged me, and we kissed. Gradually, I calmed down a bit. After kissing for a while, I asked her to blow on me. She gave me a seductive smile, then twisted her body like a snake, pulled down my pants, and took my mouth in. I shuddered. It felt so damn good. Her tongue skills were amazing; I really enjoyed it. Each thrust, the GT sensation made me feel like I was on a rollercoaster. So good!
I caressed her sweet, innocent breasts, kneading her red nipples. Slowly, her nipples hardened. I pulled her up, and we lay down on the bed. My hand reached in, and wow, it was wet! I couldn't wait to rub my penis against her vulva. Seeing her aroused expression, I couldn't resist thrusting forward. It went in. It was hot and tight inside, really tight, so tight I almost ejaculated. I quickly pulled out, calmed myself, and, at her urging, entered again, engaging in intimate contact with her.

Later, after our encounter, I chatted with her for a bit and learned that she wasn't from our school. She was a senior at a prestigious national university across the street. The two men I'd just met were her juniors. The three of them had been hanging out together for over a year. Their school didn't allow students to stay out all night, so the two juniors had gone back to their dorms first, while she, who was doing her internship, chose to stay at the hotel. Hehe, I got the better deal.

She didn't leave a phone number or any contact information. All I know is that her name is S. I wonder if you, Sister S, will see this post? Could you please contact me?

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