How I became a Voyeur Part 3

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How I became a Voyeur Part 3This is a continuation of a true story of when I grew up in the early 70’s probably best read in order.Part 1 http://xhamster.com/user/icancu2/posts/499483.htmlPart 2 http://xhamster.com/user/icancu2/posts/511936.htmlSeveral months passed, and it was now summer, my cousin’s aunt was putting in a pond in her backyard at her new house. She put the word out to the neighborhood k**s for helpers. Saturday morning came and I arrived about 10:00 and was surprised that I was the only one there. She already had some of the hole for the pond started, and looked relived that I had showed up. I think I still blushed a little every time I saw her, as her pussy was the only one that I had ever seen. She had a good bit of digging started by the time I arrived. I volunteered to be the one to be in the hole shoveling and pass the bucket of dirt to her to take it to the back of the property. She said sure and held up her hand for me to help her out of the hole, as she stepped out she passed very close to me and I could smell her sweaty body and it was such a turn on. I jumped into the hole and started shoveling. When I got one bucket filled up I would lift it up to where she was waiting, by this time the hole was about 2 feet deep so my eyes were on the same level as her crotch. Remember this was the early 70’s and in a rural town, so no short shorts or daisy dukes, but she was wearing a plain orange terry cloth shorts and a yellow t shirt, but from my level looking directly at her I could see that the seam of the shorts were indented into her pussy (now known as a camel toe} so exciting. As the morning went on and it got hotter, it seemed that her shorts got tighter and tighter to her body, plus with her sweating I could see the outline of her bra under her T shirt. After about 2 hours in the heat she said it was time to go, I mentioned that I was only getting started, she laughed and said she had started at 8;00 and needed to cool off, but if I was still up to it, keep digging and lock up the tools when I was done, and meet her back here tomorrow morning. She went into the house and while I might of shoveled 3 or 4 more buckets my motivation to keep working had just walked into the house. I put the tools away and locked the door to the shed and then went into the house to drop off the key. I knocked once as is customary in rural areas walked in. I said hello but no answer, I placed the key on the kitchen table and stepped into the living room and that’s where I heard the shower running. The bathroom was just a few steps down the hall and already I was imagining her naked body having a shower. I knew it was wrong but I just wanted to get closer to the door, as if I had xray vision, duh. Hey I was really young. Standing there hearing the water run I realized that the door had a keyhole. I bent down and could see light coming through. As I got closer I could see her shape through the semitransparent shower curtain, as she washed her hair and ran her hands down washing her body. My heart started pounding in my chest, my throat got dry, and my cock got even harder. While she was mostly obscured by the curtain I could see that she was rinsing her hair and so must be almost done, oh my god any moment she was going to pull the curtain aside and I was going to see a totally naked women, everything at once, tits and pussy. She turned off the water and squeezed out water from her hair, then she pulled back the curtain and there she was, I can’t describe my feeling’s as she stepped out and reached for a towel and started to dry off her body, I was shaking. The way her breasts moved as she dried them and her pink nipples got larger, and stood out from those perfect firm breasts. Then I dropped my vision to her perfect black triangle of her pussy, and as she rubbed and dried herself. I just kept staring at her mound burning that image into my brain. She turned around and put one leg then the other on the side of the tub I got a perfect view of her pale bum, then she slipped the towel between her cheeks. My cock was ready to explode as I gave myself a little rub while peeking. It was now that I realized that I only had a few minutes before she was finished and I had to leave or else get caught. As she turned around and I saw her reach up to d**** the towel over the shower bar, that magnificent ass, I slowly started to back away from the door, just then the floor squeaked what seamed the loudest noise ever. Probably because of my excitement and the fact that the inside house, without the shower running was totally quiet. I paused, a few second’s passed and I was thinking that she mustn’t of heard, then she said “Is there anyone out there?” I should of just tried to sound like I was in the kitchen, but I didn’t think I could talk, plus if she came out, my face was red and my cock was about to burst out of my jeans, so I panicked and tried to walk softly out of the house, damn, a couple of quieter squeaks came from the floor and I gently closed the door and ran down the sidewalk. Cursing at myself for getting almost getting caught but also so so excited for seeing what I saw. At home in my room I barely touched my cock before I came the first time, and with the image of her standing there, water dripping down her body I came several more times that afternoon. Continued next day….

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