Peeping Tom

This is an apartment near Nakano Station, built immediately after the Great East Japan Earthquake. Although the exterior and interior are quite basic, Keiko rented it because it was convenient and cheap.

She'd lived there for about six years and was afraid she wouldn't be used to living in a different place.

Keiko works for a Japanese trading company, is thirty years old, and still unmarried. Her daily routine is simply commuting between her company and her apartment. After returning home, she has a simple dinner and then lies in bed reading magazines—her only pleasure in life.

Her parents, who used to live in her hometown, worried about her and often urged her to go back for arranged marriages, but how could a woman who had always lived in a glamorous metropolis possibly return to the countryside to live such a hard life? Even if her future partner was a wealthy young man, a marriage everyone envied.

But Keiko didn't care about it at all. After many years, seeing her situation, her parents simply gave up, and no one mentioned arranged marriages anymore.

Rather than toiling away to care for her husband and children, Guizi always believed in remaining a single woman. But the days of shivering under the covers in the dead of winter were unbearable.

She had been so young and naive before, and now, even crying herself to sleep every night, she was filled with regret. If she had gone on those blind dates properly, perhaps she would be sleeping soundly in her husband's warm embrace now?

Thinking of this, she felt even more empty inside, and perhaps she would feel even colder in the years to come.

(Maybe I should move... maybe changing my living environment would ease my mind, maybe things would change!)

One Sunday, the girl next door moved out. Although they weren't close neighbors, Guizi still came out to help carry some simple belongings. Then, dragging her tired body back to her room, she lay down on the bed and began to ponder this question. She drifted off

to sleep, and after what seemed like an eternity, it became completely dark.

She got up to turn on the light, heard a "pop," a flash of light, but it went out immediately.

The light bulb must be broken. Guizi couldn't think of a good solution, as it was already closing time at the general store. Running out now just to buy a light bulb would be a disaster.

She thought, maybe she could borrow a spare from the caretaker. So Guizi went downstairs.

However, the caretaker's light was off, and although she knocked, no one answered.

(Oh well… she'd just go to bed tonight.)

Guizi returned to her room. She'd slept halfway through and felt much better, but still felt lethargic.

Making the bed in the dark was too much trouble, so she reached into the wardrobe to get a quilt.

As she got the quilt and was about to cover herself, she suddenly noticed a beam of light shining in.

Guizi's heart pounded with curiosity, because the quilt had always been there, and she hadn't known there was a hole allowing light to enter. The light was shining in through a hole in the wall, but what startled Keiko wasn't the hole itself, but the light coming from next door. What was going on?

(There shouldn't be anyone next door.)

The girl next door had just moved out; maybe the building manager was fixing something…

Because the furniture next door was placed over the hole, she hadn't noticed its existence. But now that she'd suddenly discovered it, it seemed incredibly alluring—a hole that filled her with curiosity.

Keiko took the quilt down, pulled her skirt up, and climbed up. She held her breath and moved silently toward the wall.

Because the opening was lower than her line of sight, Keiko, like a performer on stage, stared at the hole with a fearful expression.

The first thing she saw was the shimmering, beautifully woven silk quilt under the bright light, with something inside that seemed to be undulating and stirring.

It was Keiko's first time peeking, and she hadn't expected to see so clearly. But at the same time, because she was so focused on the movements across the way, she broke out in a cold sweat. Her heart pounded, her eyes fixed on the opposite room, where something seemed to be moving like large waves under the blankets.

Then, in an instant, she saw something.

"Ah!" Keiko almost cried out, quickly covering her mouth with her hand.

She saw an unbelievable scene: the back of a man, quite dark in the light, was moving violently up and down. And beneath him was a naked woman, panting heavily as she responded.

"Ah! Isn't that the building manager?"

The man exerting so much force on the woman couldn't be anyone but the building manager, Kodama. He wasn't in the management office; she hadn't expected him to be here. What was he doing here?

Although it was his own apartment, the room was empty, which he could use to lure women.

Keiko had always thought Kodama was a lecherous man, but she hadn't expected him to be so audacious.

And who was the woman?

Her heart was pounding in her chest; she felt incredibly excited, and Keiko desperately tried to get a good look at the woman.

"Ah...isn't that Yasuda's wife?"

Yasuda Ikuko, the wife of her colleague who lived in the same apartment building, was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old and had no children.

Her mature body was writhing incessantly, and then her legs wrapped around Kodama's waist.

She squeezed desperately, creating a rare and sensual spectacle.

Unconsciously, Keiko reached her hand between her legs, where it was already wet and hot.

"Hmph! Hmph...ah...woo..."

"Ah...ha...ha..."

The two people on the other side of the wall were desperately trying to suppress their moans. Those desperately suppressed sounds only became more stimulating to Keiko. Keiko's hand finally slipped into her panties, caressing her aching clitoris; Keiko could no longer bear it.

She knelt there, as if in a dream, and began to play with her clitoris. Her fingers, penetrating deeper and deeper, grew increasingly intense. A fever began to rise around her waist, spreading throughout her body.

"No... I can't do this..."

Masturbation, Keiko considered it a grave violation of morality, and besides, it had adverse effects on her health.

She had recently read about such things in a women's magazine. Under normal circumstances, she could tolerate it, but it was much more difficult for prostitutes with impure intentions, or those with ugly or even deformed genitals.

That article had a significant impact on Keiko, but even so, she still couldn't resist the stimulating situation before her.

Keiko quickly became immersed in her sensual pleasure. As her eyes remained fixed on the opening, her fingers continued to move, her lips relaxed, and the tip of her tongue appeared faintly red.

Kodama and the woman emitted wild, low moans, their bodies rapidly separating and reuniting. Their skin was covered in glistening sweat.

Soon, the woman convulsed violently, her legs, wrapped around the man's waist, trembling uncontrollably. The man's back, which had been moving, also froze instantly, and he buried his face in the woman's chest.

Gui Zi closed her eyes, and everything she had just witnessed replayed in her mind like a movie.

That night, Guizi lay in her quilt, her body burning like fire, unable to sleep no matter what she did.

"That woman is amazing! Making love with her husband... she's not satisfied even with a husband... her sex drive is too strong!"

The shocking image from earlier was impossible to erase from Guizi's mind. In desperation, she reached for her lower abdomen.

Unable to control her own desires, she hugged her pillow and quilt, spending the entire night in a frenzy.

What happened next door wasn't a one-off.

About three or four days later, Guizi returned home from work feeling very hot. So after dinner, she lay down on the bed fully clothed and fell asleep. She didn't know how long she slept before being awakened by noises from next door.

Her heart was pounding just like before, as if it were about to break, very loudly. Guizi took a few breaths and then fixed her eyes on that cave again.

In that instant, Guizi felt as if her heart was about to stop beating.

The couple making love next door—she had always assumed it was Kodama and Yuuko. Why was the woman now Nakanishi Yuri?

She lived downstairs from Keiko; she was also married, her husband a sales representative for an insurance company.

She was the closest and most compatible person in the apartment building with Keiko.

Seeing Kodama and Yuri, she only realized tonight that they were also having an affair.

Judging from their familiarity, they had been close for a long time; Yuri's sweet, submissive demeanor was the best proof.

Yuri, held on the man's lap, exposed her snow-white thighs, letting him suckle them.

Keiko's blood ran cold at the sight.

Seeing her so unfaithful and lewd felt like a betrayal to the person she had always loved. She was furious, even filled with jealousy, envy, and disgust.

"Why did you do this?" Keiko cried out in a frenzy.

Yuko and Kodama's affair was none of her business, so she didn't care. But Yuri's situation was completely different. She pinned the man down, pulled down her trousers, and grabbed his large penis.

Seeing this, Keiko's mind went blank, and she even felt dizzy.

Yuri began to move her hands on his penis, the reddish-black shaft swelling in her hand, which she gripped tightly.

"Ugh..." The moans were male, not female.

"No, I can't ejaculate yet," Yuri said, pulling up the hem of her kimono to reveal her rounded buttocks. Her pubic hair was clearly visible.

Yuri straddled Kodama, grabbed his penis again, aligned it with her genitals, and slowly lowered herself onto him.

"Ah..."

Isn't sexual intercourse supposed to be man on top and woman on the bottom? Keiko, who had been thinking this way, was startled and then froze.

Yuri moved up and down on top, then spun around like she was riding a horse, using her waist strength with ease.

When she saw Kodama, his face was even uglier and more distorted than usual, and he was emitting pitiful groans.

"The administrator isn't very effective either?"

Kodama's tone was usually quite harsh, with a condescending attitude.

To Keiko, he had always been a difficult opponent, but why was the situation completely different today?

Men really are just skin deep; peel away that skin, and all that's left is a lustful penis.

As she thought this, staring at this vivid and stimulating scene, her lower abdomen felt like it was burning on fire, or being boiled, extremely uncomfortable.

Gui Zi simply took off her pajamas and put her fingers inside, but the report she had seen in the magazine yesterday resurfaced in her mind, and she quickly withdrew her hand. She hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the magazine, which said that she should leave the scene, wash her hands thoroughly, and rinse her mouth to relieve her anxiety.

The magazine stated:

"Excessive masturbation can lead to neurasthenia. If it continues, it becomes what is commonly known as 'sexual mania,' a mental abnormality."

"Having this disease makes one like a cripple, and one will certainly be ostracized by society."

"To avoid falling into this abyss of misfortune, one must resist temptation, follow the three obediences and four virtues, and be a virtuous woman, so as to achieve physical and mental health, etc."

When Gui Zi first saw this, she wondered if there was something wrong with her mind. But because she had masturbated many times before, she was shocked when she saw this report. Therefore, she vowed never to repeat the same mistake, and that as long as she didn't peep, she could break the habit.

So today, although she heard strange noises again, she seemed to sleepwalk and went to peep again.

Keiko hated herself, remembering the vow she had made, but at the same time,

"That administrator, is this going to continue like this?"

She was quite angry at Kodama's intense vice.

To cool her burning body quickly, Keiko desperately drank water. But the frenzied state of Yuri and Kodama during their lovemaking was vivid in her mind, haunting her, and she couldn't calm down.

She went back to bed and covered her head with the blanket, but even covering her ears and eyes couldn't hide the movements of Yuri's unrestrained waist and her crazy laughter.

The more she blamed herself, the worse the situation became. Her body felt like it was being boiled in water, so hot she didn't know what to do. Keiko really wanted to tie her hands together, so that this taboo behavior wouldn't happen.

Keiko actually tied her hands behind her back. But since she tied them herself, they quickly came loose, having no effect whatsoever. So, just as she was about to tie herself up again, she heard Yuri's wanton voice:

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I've orgasmed." She cried and laughed at the same time, her voice particularly seductive.

Keiko's body suddenly became hot again, her mind went blank, and she could no longer think. So, she simply threw off the ropes behind her back and reached her hand to her crotch, caressing her clitoris as if in a dream. The feminine virtues that bound Keiko's mind had long since vanished without a trace.

Kodama gave the impression of a lecherous man, no wonder he kept changing female companions.

She saw his third female companion, Hanabe Haruko, who lived behind her house. She was much younger than Keiko, and looked like a young, unmarried woman.

Although she found it unbelievable that Haruko would do such an adulterous thing, she was not particularly conspicuous in this apartment building.

"She always criticizes others behind their backs." Keiko couldn't help but curse inwardly when she saw Needle with her legs spread wide, exposing her entire lower body.

Needle couldn't wait for Kodama to take off her trousers and eagerly leaned her waist against him.

After finally managing to pull off her trousers, Kodama knelt before Needle's feet, spreading her legs wider with his hands, and brought his face close to her genitals, staring directly at her.

Keiko felt as if she were being stared at directly.

Kodama's face moved even closer to Needle's genitals.

Needle let out a soft "Ah!" Kodama pressed his head against hers, rubbing her waist.

"I never thought someone who looks so honest would do something so bold."

Keiko felt her breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and her palms were constantly sweating. Kodama, his face away from Needle's genitals, immediately inserted his fingers into her vagina.

He shook them violently, watching Needle's face with a lewd grin. Needle looked completely bewildered, her head swaying from side to side. Kodama inadvertently stopped his finger movements, but quickly inserted his fingers again, stirring them even more stubbornly.

Needle seemed to have reached orgasm from the man's masturbation. Keiko could no longer endure it and reached for her own vulva. But a nameless fear lingered in her heart, preventing her from going deeper. She only inserted her fingers a tiny bit before quickly pulling them out; perhaps only a man's fingers would work!

Guizi sighed deeply, then peered into the opening again.

The sheer intensity of sex with a fifty-year-old man was unmatched by any young man. His manipulation of women was so extreme, it felt like he was about to break their bones.

"Please… don't use your hands anymore, please enter quickly, I can't hold back any longer," Zhenzi pleaded desperately with Eryu.

But Eryu remained silent, continuing his assault with two fingers.

"Eryu, I'm dying… hurry…" Her beautiful naked body writhed uncontrollably, Zhenzi forgetting everything else, breathing heavily.

This was probably the first time she had been embraced by a man since her husband's death, after such long endurance. Desperate to fill the void of the past in one go, Needle pleaded desperately.

Kodama, seemingly having read her mind, chuckled and continued his finger-based assault.

Keiko leaned against the wall with her left hand, her right hand scratching her genitals, where her juices were already flowing freely.

"Ah…I want it too…I want you to enter me sooner."

Perhaps Keiko's feelings at that moment were as thirsty as Needle's.

Kodama buried her face in Needle's genitals again, licking them vigorously.

Keiko could no longer bear to watch; she finally left the wardrobe and hid under the covers, the burning desire left to be extinguished only by herself.

This happened several days later, after finishing dinner and going to the public bathhouse. Yuri and Yuko arrived at the same time, both with nonchalant expressions.

They took turns scrubbing each other's backs; both were having extramarital affairs, especially Yuko, who was quite plain-looking.

The image of Yuri straddling Kodama, moving violently and desperately, was still vivid in her mind. Now, however, she acted like a chaste woman, gossiping about the wives of various men, and so on. They seemed particularly interested in all sorts of gossip.

Keiko wanted to retort, but that would expose her secret. So she desperately suppressed it, simply saying "Goodnight" to everyone and leaving.

Although Yuko said, "I want to help her scrub her back," Keiko resolutely refused.

It was as if being touched by an unclean person would contaminate her. But she couldn't say these words aloud; she could only swallow them.

Since that night, she had never had the leisure to soak in hot water again, always quickly washing away the stench of sweat and leaving.

Back in her room, opening the closet, taking out her bedding to prepare for bed, she heard Kodama talking to a woman again. She carefully discerned the voices; this time it wasn't Seiko, nor Yuko or Yuri. The woman's voice sounded quite young.

(What kind of woman is she this time?)

Keiko quickly crawled to the hole and, as usual, began to peek.

Next door, they were drinking.

Kodama's face and even his bald head were dyed red, making him look like a strange animal from above. Beside him sat a very young girl, who seemed to have drunk quite a bit and appeared quite drunk. Her long red dress had been unbuttoned, revealing her delicate face. As the woman swayed, her skirt was already disheveled, this time even exposing her inner thighs and private parts.

Although they were drinking from small glasses, Kodama seemed particularly protective of her, frequently urging her to drink. The girl who seemed like a blank sheet of paper had now collapsed, transforming into a woman of alluring charm.

(This must be a waitress from that bar…)

Keiko sneered and continued watching.

Kodama picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He had originally intended to eat it himself, but then he held it between his lips and fed it to the woman. He then sucked on her red lips with his thick lips, and they kissed passionately.

"Kodama..."

"Hey! As long as you're with me, I'll buy you anything you want."

After saying that, he grabbed the woman's hand and pulled it towards his genitals. Underneath his clothes, he was naked.

The woman quickly grabbed his penis.

"Really, you'll buy me anything? A necklace, or clothes, or a handbag, I want them all, will you buy them for me?" The girl seemed to be pleading with her father, expressing her desires.

"Okay, okay. I'll buy them for you in two or three days, but don't let your hands be idle."

Kodama sat there, his hands pressed against the silk, and then his penis thrust towards the woman. His erect penis was already pointing skyward. The woman gripped it tightly and began to move up and down.

After a while, she leaned down and began to suck.

Kodama groaned softly.

"Wow! That's amazing! Let's try it like this, you on top!" she said, stretching out her legs.

The woman lifted her skirt and straddled Kodama's thighs.

(What kind of position is this...)

This was a woman-dominated position, allowing her to swallow the man's penis completely, and she began to thrust her hips. Kodama's head was tilted back, only able to see their joined parts and the upward thrusting. Being a

young girl, she quickly became engrossed in the sensual pleasure of orgasm, saliva dripping from her mouth and feet, her movements becoming more vigorous.

Keiko's mind was in turmoil as she watched, and finally, she seemed unable to bear it any longer, so she came out of the closet, having stayed there for about two hours.

"Ugh! I need to move out of here right away."

There had been sexual harassment from next door almost every night recently; this place didn't feel like a rental apartment, but more like a reception room.

What would Kodama think of the single woman living next door? Because the walls were so thin, one had to be extremely careful with even the slightest sound; she didn't know if she had noticed. Meanwhile, Kodama was becoming increasingly engrossed in sex.

Keiko really wanted to move away as soon as possible, but the rent for the surrounding houses was beyond her means; the better the environment, the higher the rent. The cheaper places weren't very convenient for commuting, so she had no choice but to continue living there.

The women Kodama lured would always be brought here. Since that day, he'd brought that young woman every day for a week straight; he must really like her.

She was a stunning beauty with an oval face, and she always called him "Daddy," "Daddy," in a coquettish way, which made Kodama very happy.

But Keiko felt a pang of jealousy. Lately, it was fashionable to call men "Daddy" in bars, cafes, and practically all nightlife venues. In financial transactions, it was called "lover." But that world was far removed from Keiko's, so it sounded particularly grating to her.

"Hmph! That kind of gold-digging woman."

"I hate her; she has

such a money-grubbing face." How could someone as notoriously stingy as Kodama be willing to buy her everything?

But this woman was quite charming, and her skills with men were quite sophisticated. She didn't know if she was a prostitute, but she was definitely a trainee waitress.

"Daddy, can I lick you again tonight?"

The young girl pulled down her panties completely, exposing her genitals to Kodama's face.

Kodama readily agreed, then pressed his face against the woman's genitals and began licking them without restraint.

The woman gradually spread her legs, holding Kodama's head, her lower body trembling and twisting incessantly.

"Ah...ah...so good..."

"Ah~ a little..."

The woman's waist twisted, and Kodama inserted his tongue into her perineum, continuing to lick it.

"Ah...Daddy...faster..."

"Hurry...enter...I can't take it anymore."

The woman seemed to escape from Kodama's wrists.

She lay on her back on the quilt, her legs naturally spread wide, a posture perfectly welcoming the man's entry.

Kodama hurriedly took off his trousers and underwear, and eagerly grasped his penis, then without a word, climbed onto the woman's body and thrust his penis in forcefully.

"Ah..."

"Ouch...so good..."

"Daddy...harder."

The woman groaned and cried out desperately, then hugged the man's shoulders tightly, her brows furrowed, her white throat trembling.

"Ah...so good...ah..."

Kodama's waist thrust repeatedly, the sounds like the impact of striking damp paper echoing in the room.

"I've already climaxed...ah...ah..."

"Ah...push harder..."

"Ah...Daddy...that's amazing."

The woman's sexy cries seemed incongruous with her age, and she appeared to be enjoying herself immensely. Perhaps she was honing her skills, but from her cries and expressions, she seemed to have already passed out from pleasure.

Keiko, seeing this, had already drifted off to sleep. She was already in a comatose state of anemia in her closet.

Keiko didn't see the young girl clearly until the next morning.

Although the lamp was dim, she could still see clearly that the woman lived at the very back of the apartment building.

Of course, the building manager there was also Kodama.

The next day, as she walked out of her apartment to go to work, she saw a woman hanging laundry in the apartment across the street. When she looked up to greet her, the woman immediately hid inside.

Yes, it was the woman who called her "Dad."

Keiko couldn't understand why she hid.

(Did she discover I was peeping…?)

Suddenly, a chill ran down Keiko's spine.

A woman's intuition is often accurate.

Maybe she really did discover me, which is why she quickly hid as soon as she saw me…

But the more she thought about it, the worse she felt, yet she still felt it was impossible for her to have found out.

"Ah… never mind… whatever."

Maybe she was peeping at me through the same hole?

After a quick glance, Keiko hurried off to work.

The woman's name was Otake Ayano, a woman who made a living in the nightlife industry. But she wasn't like the lowly waitresses or cafe girls Keiko imagined.

She was a waitress at one of Ginza's top high-end cafes, so her greatest strength was her social skills; perhaps she didn't even have to pay rent!

But whatever the reason, Keiko absolutely refused to believe that the stingy manager would buy a gift for a woman working in such a prestigious place.

However, although Kodama was currently just a manager, he used to be a very influential person at a large company. Moreover, his family was wealthy; it was said they owned many houses and even land in the mountains! It was said that he lost his beloved family members in the Great East Japan Earthquake, and since then, his attitude towards life had become quite erratic.

Perhaps it was true, as the rumors suggested.

Once a year, a noblewoman would come to see him; perhaps that would be his wife this year!

Keiko had seen it before.

Perhaps he believed that after the Great East Japan Earthquake, the world was truly impermanent, so he abandoned everything and escaped into his own world!

In his own solitary world, even birth, aging, sickness, and death didn't matter; he wouldn't burden others. And he didn't need to care about the sorrows of others. However, he thus became addicted to lust.

But such a person, disregarding worldly conventions, was utterly unattainable and incomprehensible to Keiko. Perhaps he too felt unsatisfied, so he constantly seduced respectable women.

Keiko was completely unaware of all this.

In this state, Keiko, through constant masturbation, became even more emaciated and pale, lost her appetite, and suffered from insomnia—clearly showing signs of neurasthenia. She

should have been hospitalized, but she refused, for one reason only.

Lately, whenever there was the slightest sound from next door, even while asleep, her hand would reflexively slip into her underwear. And in the dark, her eyes would be bright and alert, imagining what was happening next door, her fingers would twitch wildly.

But unexpectedly, Ayano Ootake didn't reappear.

This time, it was Fusae Ikusa who appeared, seemingly a waitress at a restaurant near the station.

Fusae was quite young. Besides that, she had no beauty, no education, just an underdeveloped young girl.

(What was so good about that girl?)

But Keiko couldn't bring herself to say it.

Seeing their outfit together, she found men's minds truly incomprehensible.

Seeing her looking like a white pig, she thought Ayano was much better.

She worked in a high-class coffee shop, while Fusae was just a callow country girl. What was wrong with Kodama?

But among all the women, he seemed to especially dote on this young girl named Fusae.

He, who was usually incredibly stingy, actually bought her many expensive gifts, such as kimonos, dresses, zippers, etc… all quite valuable items.

But under his tutelage, Fusae gradually became more and more feminine, and even possessed a special allure!

Fusae became more and more confident in herself, and naturally, she became more and more affectionate towards Kodama.

"Ah...Miss...you can't do that kind of thing."

"It hurts...ah...um...no more..."

"Alright! Do it the way you like!"

"How about we do it like a dog?"

"How about we do it like a dog!"

"Sure!" After saying that, Fusae actually lay down on the ground like a puppy.

"You're really an expert in this area." "

Hey! Fusae, which woman cries the first time?"

"Ugh! It's all your fault."

"Since you say that, I won't let you in."

After saying that, Fusae simply laid her raised buttocks on the ground. So Kodama used both hands to hug her waist, preparing to thrust his big penis into her vagina.

"Ah..." The sound that came out was not from Fusae, but from Keiko.

Fusae and Kodama seemed oblivious to the sounds. The man began thrusting, and the two women writhed in response.

"Ah...faster...my body can't take it...harder..."

"If you're that rough, you'll break it."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it breaks."

Under Kodama's expert sexual techniques, Fusae had long since abandoned all worldly concerns, falling into a frenzy. The two engaged in a physical struggle like wild beasts.

That night, Keiko's mind was filled with images of Fusae and Kodama, preventing her from sleeping soundly. In her sullen state, she would fantasize that she was Fusae, being caressed by Kodama, panting heavily.

"Kodama...ah...hurry up and enter...I want it...ah..."

Keiko called out the administrator's name, frantically playing with her clitoris.

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