The blissful life of voyeurism

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I was obsessed with voyeurizing women's private lives, especially watching my parents' sex life, enjoying the rapid heartbeats and the intense pleasure of ejaculation.

I'd witnessed my parents' sex many times, and I'd ejaculate every time. For a year, I constantly fantasized about having sex with my mother, imagining how wonderful it would be if I were the one being penetrated by my father. I'd also witnessed Mr. and Mrs. Zhang having sex once, but I'd never seen Aunt Yan and Uncle Liu's. Aunt Yan had told my mother they did it every two or three days, and Uncle Liu was more trustworthy. I really wanted to see what they did, to see if it was any different from what my parents and Mr. and Mrs. Zhang did. However, because their accounts were always tightly closed, several nights when I went to their window, I found no sound coming from inside. Perhaps they lived with their daughter, who was older now, and they didn't want to disturb her, so they could only do it quietly.

Finally, during the National Day holiday that year, I had the chance. During the holiday, Uncle Liu's daughter went to her maternal grandmother's house, Mr. Zhang's family went out to play, my father was still at the construction site, and my mother went to find him. I was going into the second year of junior high, so I stayed home to study. Only Uncle Liu and his wife and I were left in the courtyard. It was exceptionally quiet that night, and I waited, hoping for an opportunity.

The lights at Aunt Yan's house remained on. It was around nine o'clock when they finished tidying up. I held my book, my heart still racing, my eyes constantly observing. After a while, I heard the sound of water being drawn in the courtyard. Aunt Yan came over and said to me, "Ah Xing, are you still going out? I've closed the gate to the courtyard." I said I was going to sleep and turned off the light.

After Aunt Yan went inside, I tiptoed to their window. Luckily, the window wasn't completely closed, and the curtains weren't drawn tightly, so I could see everything inside. The light was on. Aunt Yan had filled a large wooden tub with hot and cold water, adjusted the temperature, and started undressing. Aunt Yan was tall, with a fairly full bust, slightly sagging to the sides, not as shapely as my mother's. Her areolas were large, but thankfully her skin was fair, her features were regular, and she had a full bust and shapely hips. Watching a beautiful woman undress in front of you was truly a pleasure.

Uncle Liu sat on the sofa reading the newspaper, wearing a vest and shorts. The National Day holiday in the south wasn't cold, but it was getting a bit chilly in the evenings; the weather was very comfortable. Uncle Liu watched his wife undress piece by piece. They were an old married couple, used to each other, and he continued reading the newspaper. But I, a young man just beginning to experience romantic feelings, was burning with desire; my penis was rock hard.

Aunt Yan was diligently washing, chatting with Uncle Liu about everyday things. After a while, Aunt Yan finished washing and asked Uncle Liu if he wanted to dry off too. Uncle Liu said yes.

After drying herself, Aunt Yan filled a basin with warm water, took a damp towel, and walked naked to Uncle Liu, asking him to take off his vest and shorts.

Uncle Liu was also a little excited by this time; when he took off his shorts, his penis was engorged and erect.

Aunt Yan wiped Uncle Liu's body—face, upper body, arms, armpits, and then legs. After washing the towel again, she began to wipe his penis, carefully and gently. She even had Uncle Liu stick out his buttocks so she could wipe his anus.

Uncle Liu was short, had a sleazy appearance, and was balding. Seeing such a sleazy and ugly man being served by a beautiful woman made me feel very indignant, but also very aroused.

I heard that Uncle Liu worked for the government, and Aunt Yan married him mainly because of his job. Later, he was indeed assigned to work in the government canteen. Although he wasn't good-looking, it was still worth it. The key was that he could satisfy Aunt Yan sexually, so she gradually got used to it and began to enjoy it.

After wiping his body, Aunt Yan didn't leave immediately. Instead, she knelt on the sofa, hugged Uncle Liu's head, and brought it to her chest. Uncle Liu cooperated very well and began to kiss Aunt Yan's nipples. His tongue began to circle around her nipples, and he would occasionally suck on them. His hands kept kneading Aunt Yan's large buttocks.

Yan Gu seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and breathed heavily, clearly enjoying the moment.

After a while, Yan Gu lowered her head, lifted Uncle Liu's chin, and the two began to kiss. Lips pressed together, tongues intertwined, saliva clung to their lips. I knew from talking to Uncle Liu that he had severe halitosis due to smoking and stomach problems, which usually bothered me. But seeing them kissing without even brushing their teeth, I was genuinely impressed by Yan Gu; perhaps it was just a habit she'd developed over time.

A sleazy-looking man and a voluptuous, beautiful mature woman making out not far from me, without any cover, without reservation, indulging in unrestrained obscenity—how stimulating! My penis ached, my heart was tense, yet I felt blissful.

Yan Gu began kissing her husband's nipples, her hands gently caressing his entire body, arousing his desire and stirring his lust. Uncle Liu lay sprawled on the sofa, eyes closed, enjoying his wife's caresses and comfort.

Yan Gu began to perform oral sex. She took his penis into her mouth, sucking on the glans, swirling her tongue around it, teasing the coronal ridge, and her slender fingers reached up to lightly touch her husband's nipples. All of this was the typical technique a mature woman uses to serve her husband; Yan Gu did it, as did her mother and Aunt Zhang. Uncle

Liu wasn't very tall, but his penis was huge, even bigger than her father's, a bit disproportionate. But this was precisely Yan Gu's source of happiness; oral sex was a little strenuous, but intercourse was incredibly pleasurable. Uncle Liu's penis swelled infinitely in and out of Yan Gu's mouth, the dark glans appearing and disappearing, quite ugly. Yan Gu moved upwards again, licking Uncle Liu's nipples, her fingers stroking his penis, occasionally spitting saliva to enhance lubrication.

I remembered the methods Yan Gu and her mother had described for serving men, now unfolding perfectly before my eyes. I also reached into my shorts and began to masturbate. Yan Gu's hands moved slowly, gently but rhythmically, teasing Uncle Liu. Uncle Liu was thoroughly aroused; his buttocks swayed constantly, indicating great excitement.

A normally demure beauty often reveals her most wanton side in front of her husband—it's human nature. A woman's tenderness ignites a man's sense of conquest, while her teasing makes him feel pampered and revered. Traditional Chinese culture teaches women to serve men, not only in daily life but also in marital relations. The more traditional the region, the more skilled women are at serving their husbands; they consider it their duty. Uncle

Liu, overwhelmed by Yan Gu's double teasing, slapped her buttocks. As an old married couple, a mature woman understands her husband's meaning and immediately gets up. Uncle Liu stands behind her, and Yan Gu leans forward, gripping the armrests of the sofa, her buttocks raised high.

Because Yan Gu was quite tall, Uncle Liu couldn't penetrate her from behind while standing. So he grabbed her large buttocks and pressed her down, causing her to lower her body as well. This allowed Uncle Liu's enormous penis to be inserted into her already slightly wet vaginal opening. I could even feel the tender flesh of her vagina being squeezed and releasing fluid. But this was exactly what the woman wanted most: her empty vagina needed filling, her erect clitoris needed friction, and her dilated cervix needed to be pounded to achieve pleasure.

Uncle Liu thrust into Yan Gu's vagina with all his might, the sounds of his hips hitting her buttocks and his penis moving in and out, squeezing out the fluid, all echoing Yan Gu's dazed moans, creating a beautiful audiovisual picture.

Uncle Liu's sex drive was indeed strong; his movements were vigorous and relentless for over ten minutes without any pause. But Aunt Yan was tired of standing. She glanced back at Uncle Liu, and that glance happened to be directed in my direction, which terrified me. I quickly dodged to the side and ran into the nearby toilet, afraid that if they came out, I could say I was using the toilet. The fright made my penis go limp, and I was covered in a cold sweat.

I heard Aunt Yan and Uncle Liu ask if the windows were closed properly. Uncle Liu said it was fine, everyone in the yard had gone out. Aunt Yan seemed to sense something but didn't say anything.

My curiosity emboldened me, and I sneaked to the window again. Before even peeking inside, I could hear soft moans. I knew they were at it again, and my penis immediately hardened again. I hurriedly looked inside. On the large flowered bed, two bodies were already joined together, man on top, woman on bottom—the most traditional position, the one my mother and Aunt Yan had discussed as the easiest for a man to ejaculate in, because in this position, the man could kiss, press against her chest, and have sex, controlling the intensity and force himself. I saw Uncle Liu thrusting wildly. Aunt Yan's thighs were spread open, facing the window, and I could clearly see the thick pubic hair intertwined, the large, dark penis pressing and throbbing against her tender, red vagina. Her dark labia tightly gripped the penis; the scene was incredibly lewd, yet also tender. It was the same as when my parents made love, only my mother's body seemed to enjoy it more.

This position continued at least a thousand times. I don't know if Aunt Yan had an orgasm, or how many times, but Uncle Liu showed no mercy, just relentlessly thrusting. But perhaps this was exactly what Aunt Yan liked. Yan Gu cried out twice and hugged the man tightly twice; I think she was reaching orgasm, but Uncle Liu didn't stop and continued.

I took out my penis, smeared my saliva on my hands, and vigorously masturbated, finding it incredibly stimulating and pleasurable. Suddenly, Uncle Liu roared, lay motionless on top of Yan Gu, and ejaculated violently after several violent thrusts. Yan Gu hugged her husband tightly, pressing his buttocks towards her vagina with both hands, as if afraid a single drop of semen would escape.

I couldn't hold back any longer, and at the very moment Uncle Liu ejaculated, I also ejaculated forcefully, but what I saw was Yan Gu's genitals being spurted; I imagined I had ejaculated inside my mother's vagina.

I ejaculated a lot, all over the wall below the window. I wondered what would happen if someone saw it tomorrow, especially if Yan Gu saw it; she would be even more likely to think that the figure she vaguely saw earlier was me, that she had witnessed them having sex and masturbating to ejaculation. But I didn't want to think about it so much right after ejaculating.

Inside the room, the women were still doing their cleaning work, then turning off the lights and going to sleep. I went back to my room and slept, my mind drifting in and out of consciousness, but the various scenes of sex remained vividly clear.

The next day, I went to the wall where I had ejaculated the night before. The fluid had congealed, but there were still traces, barely visible. It didn't matter.

[The End]

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