How I found out I was a voyeur [F]

I’d always watched porn, but I only really liked the more amateur type of stuff that looks like it is really happening. But, growing up I was always trying to spy on people. It started with peaking at my mom and stepdad changing or listening through the wall when they have sex. At the time I just assumed that is what people do and I asked my closest friends and they were like, yeah, sex is fun to watch. So, I just kept doing it.

I remember my family was on vacation and we were staying at this cheap motel on the beach and all the rooms had big open windows with these lacy curtains and you could see into them unless you pulled the big shades. Leaving the vending machine I saw a man had this woman bent over the edge of the bed and he was fucking her from behind.

They were so visible from where I was I was in awe. I was always taught sex is a behind-closed-doors type of activity even though nudity was pretty common at home. But here was this couple, zero fucks, going at it with their windows wide open and not being quiet about it.

I quietly snuck up to the window and watched them, being careful to keep an eye out for anyone to see me. It was amazing. Their light was off, but the TV was on and muted, so they were lit up in this brilliant blue. I just remember how her hand clutched the edge of the bed so tightly. It burned into my memory.

I heard someone walking down the path, so I walked away and tried to look casual standing there holding an armful of snacks and drinks in pajamas. I went back to my room and dropped off the stuff and wanted to go back, but people kept talking to me and I wasn’t able to leave. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. That night I laid in bed and masturbated as quietly and as still as I could picturing that couple.

When I was in college I spent a lot of time with my ear pressed against walls and doors listening to people have sex or looking through windows. I was pretty open about my kink at that point and told my boyfriends. At 18 I went to my first swingers club with my boyfriend at the time and it was one of the best experiences of my life. I spent all night just fooling around with him in the play rooms as an excuse to watch everyone else.

The one experience that I still remember and was intensely erotic for me and to this day I still masturbate to happened pretty late at night. I had a weird schedule one semester and the only time I could get runs in was after night classes and work. The campus was a little sketchy so I ran at the gym on the treadmill which I hated, but it was 24 hours.

I finished up my long run at around midnight, it was a Friday night – I know, I was super cool party animal back then. Back at the dorms I found my room empty, the roommate was out somewhere. So, I stripped off my sports bra and my running shorts and grabbed my towel. The bathroom was down a really long hallway and it was always freezing and a bit creepy. I was really sore so it was a long walk.

There were three shower stalls all along one wall and they were separated by these little vinyl curtains. Each shower was about three feet wide and five feet deep. It’s a super old building and you could see where it used to be just one big room with a dozen nozzles, they capped all but three and set up the curtains to give us modern folk some privacy.

I had the hot water blasting and focused on my back, starting to feel more relaxed. I listened to two sets of footsteps and whispered giggles and shushes when they made noise, one definitely a man. They were stumbling a bit, definitely drunk off their ass. I peaked through the curtain and saw they were both naked, clinging to towels getting in the middle shower stall, like a foot from me. They didn’t seem to care that I was here.

Whispers turned into sloppy kissing sounds as the water in their shower heated up and started to add to the steam in the room. I looked at their feet and I recognized the tattoo of a unicorn on the girl’s foot. She lived directly across the hall from me and we worked out together sometimes and sit together at meals once in a while. She was crying in the hall just a week ago because her boyfriend dumped her.

I watched their feet shift around, their toes facing each other. I could hear the loud slapping of her jerking him off. I really wanted to see. I couldn’t make out what he was saying, but she said, “Yeah,” a few times in a row just louder than a whisper.

Then, her feet turned around and they were both pointing away from me towards the wall. I took a chance and peaked around the edge of the white curtain. He was behind her, she was up against the wall with one arm bracing herself and the other pushing against his thigh against him. He had one hand on her hip and the other was reaching around and cupping her breast. They were making loud water slapping noises with their fucking and she was making this incredibly sexy hnngg sound with each thrust.

I was so wet and turned on I was almost in shock. I could reach out and touch them and they either didn’t care I was here or didn’t know. I touched my clit, it was swollen and throbbing. I rubbed it softly while watching him slam his cock into her. It was drunken angry sex, the fast sex you have in public or stolen places. It was we might get caught sex. And here I was, catching them.

He took his hand off her breast and grabbed a hold of her hips and doubled his speed. She put both hands up on the wall. I could see his ass flex as he drove his cock deep inside of her. She was making one long moaning noise that turned into an nng with each thrust. It sounded almost like japanese porn in a less whiney way.

My finger was slick with my own wetness. I wanted to cum while watching them but knew it wouldn’t happen like this. I had a hard time cumming standing up.

Then, he said at full volume, quieting himself half way through, “I’m going to cum!”

And she pulled away and was turning when I pulled away from the curtain, sure she probably saw me. Her knees appeared on the floor and I heard her loudly sucking his dick. He grabbed the bar the curtain hang on that separated our showers. I saw his knuckles turning white and heard her gagging on his cock. I peaked again, and I could see her, eyes closed, trying her best to deep throat his cock. I could see the shaft of his cock in her lips. He let go of the bar and grabbed both sides of her head. She gagged loudly as he came in her mouth. She pulled her head away and took a huge breath of air. I closed the curtain.

He helped her up and they rinsed off quickly, and turned the water off. They snuck off quickly without a word. After they were gone I shut off the water and toweled off. Back in my room I replayed the whole thing in my head and masturbated on my hands and knees with my vibrator.

I was so horny I couldn’t sleep.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/afukph/how_i_found_out_i_was_a_voyeur_f