0 comments/ 43406 views/ 0 favorites Diary of a Dedicated Voyeur Ch. 1 By: hisbigness I sat watching the clock as it ticked ever later. Soon. So soon she would be home from her waitressing shift. I discovered her by accident one night several weeks ago. Well, as accidentally as could be, given that I'd been regularly scanning her apartment building with my binoculars. I'd spent endless evenings exploring the building across the street since I'd moved in to my apartment the year before. Occasional glimpses of naked flesh, and many bodies in various states of undress, but nothing too illicit until she moved in last month. She lived in an apartment a couple of floors below mine, and two units to the left. I came home from work one day, and the empty, white walled, wood floored unit that had stared back at me for months was suddenly full of boxes. Ah, a new tenant. I said a little prayer to the god of voyeurism--lord, deliver me temptation--and pulled a chair over to the window sill and took up my post. I sat in the darkness with my binoculars, and watched her unpacking. She had long, wavy blonde hair. She was very petite, maybe 5'3, with a very firm and tight body. Smallish breasts, probably a B cup. All together extremely attractive. I checked in on her progress over the course of the evening, until finally she'd had enough of her work. When she plucked a towel from within one of the boxes and moved into her bedroom, I excitedly followed into mine, to maintain the best sight lines. She tossed the towel onto her bed, as she kicked off her shoes. She bent and peeled off her sweat socks, then straightened, grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She reached back and unsnapped her bra, dropping it to the floor. Her breasts barely dropped at all as they came free. Very firm, with nipples positioned facing slightly upwards. I started to get hard in anticipation. I kept one hand on the binoculars, while my other hand fell into my lap and I started rubbing myself. Next she slipped her hands into the waistband of her ragged, cut off sweatpant shorts, and slid them down her legs. They puddled to the floor, and she lifted one foot free, and then kicked them across the room with the other. She stood in only her white french cut bikini panties now, but she quickly hooked her thumbs into the elastic of those, and down they went. She bent away from me and reached down to pull them off, flashing me a nice, tight ass. She had a small tattoo at the base of her spine, but I couldn't make out what it was before she stood and turned towards me again. Her pubic hair was light, both in colour and in density. She was both a natural blonde and a meticulous groomer. I had slipped my boxers down and had taken my cock in hand. My hand slid easily along my shaft, lubed by drops of clear pre-cum. I started to jack myself off, thinking about things I'd like to do to her. Slowly stroking, squeezing a little tighter as I reached the head. But then she turned away and went into her bathroom, towel in hand. I didn't know what to do. I could have finished myself anyways, but I wanted to wait for more from her. I sat back and waited for her to reemerge. After several minutes, she came back out of the bathroom. She had the towel tied around her torso, and it just covered what it needed to. She rummaged around her bedroom for a minute, then undid the towel. She patted herself dry, wrapped her hair in the towel like a turban, and fell on the bed. She lay there for a minute, resting, then rolled over and reached for something at her bedside. It was lotion. She squeezed a dollop into her hands, lay back on her back, and started smoothing the cream over her arms and neck. She smoothed it over her breasts, and I was back to full erection, eyes glued to my binoculars. She took some more of the lotion, and rubbed it into her tight stomach, then raised one leg, bent it to her chest and applied lotion there before doing the same with the other. She lowered her legs, and began to idly run her hands along her stomach and hips. Slowly, barely perceptibly, her fingers started running through her pubic hair. Then lower. Her knees turned outwards and she spread her legs slightly as her hand started to trace up and down the lips of her pussy. I think I let out a whimper when she took her clit between her thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently. She must have let out a moan. I saw her shoulders arch backwards, emphasizing her breasts. Her second hand reached down and started rubbing her pussy as well. Her hands started pistoning faster, and I matched her pace, jacking my rock hard cock so fiercely its head grew a deeper purple colour. Her chest was heaving, her hips bucking. My hand was pumping. Her face reddened and I could see her jaw tense. She arched farther off the bed, and I could feel my own balls tighten. I went for it. My hand a blur as it flew up and down along the shaft of my cock. My chest tightened and then I was coming. The first jet of come shot onto the window, followed by the second. The third arced lower, landing across my thigh and onto the wall below the window. The fourth and fifth slowly dribbled down my fingers and onto my balls. I looked back over at her. She had rolled onto her side, her knees pulled up to her chest. One hand lay lazily between her thighs, the other she was contentedly licking clean. I continued massaging my balls, coaxing out any last come as I caught my breath and thanked god for my new neighbour. Diary of a Dedicated Voyeur Ch. 2 I quickly learned her schedule. She seemed to work until the late evening, so I guessed she was a waitress or a hostess at a restaurant. I would sit, ready each evening for her return home, which seemed to always be just before 11 p.m. She was late tonight, but I was patient. So far, my loyalty to this new neighbour had proven fruitful. She showered nearly every night, and continued to walk around her apartment naked after stepping out of the shower, as she had done the first time I'd watched her. Then there was the masturbation. I'd watched her play with herself several times since that first night as well, stroking myself to orgasm while I watched. So there I sat, naked, binoculars waiting patiently on the window ledge. Finally, a light snapped on in her unit, and I grabbed up the binocs. I watched her stride across the living room and head straight for her bedroom. I moved to my own bedroom window to better follow her activities. She dropped a plastic bag on the bed, and practically tore off her clothes. My expectant cock twitched to life. Naked, she hopped on the bed, and began to rummage through the bag. Out came a pack of batteries, and my heart almost stopped. She pulled out an item, and began fumbling with the packaging. I kept praying "vibrator, vibrator, please be a vibrator"! She tore the box open, and sure enough, it was a silver bullet. A sleek little finger-length vibrating machine. Pre-cum oozed from the slit of my cock, in preparation of the show. With the circle of my thumb and forefinger, I smeared and slicked the head of my cock with it. I then licked my palm, and stroked the rest of my shaft. Now my hand slid more easily along my slippery erection, causing even more pre-cum to flow. She popped the battery into the silver bullet and tested it on her nipple. I could see her shiver through the binoculars, and she smiled happily. She lay back, bringing up her knees. She began running the silver bullet around her pussy, teasing herself. It traced her pubic mound, ran along her inner thighs, then against the outside of her labia. She began stroking it between her puffy lips, but did not insert it. Then she lay it against her clit, rocking it back and forth. I had to slow my hand, as I was getting close to coming myself. After a few minutes, she dove back into the bag, and pulled out another toy. It was a massive dildo. Flesh coloured, molded and detailed like a real cock, but it had to be at least eight inches. With one hand, she continued to run the silver bullet along her pussy, while the other brought the dildo to her face. She held it around the base, and slowly lowered it into her mouth. I watched her tongue dart out and slather the head. She stretched her lips and took the first inch or two into her mouth. She sucked on it, slowly taking more of it past her pursed lips. She began to piston it in and out of her mouth, and I could see how slick it was with her spit. I was ready to burst. I had to clamp down on the head of my own cock to keep from coming right then. She pulled the dildo from her mouth and brought it down to her hungry pussy. She aimed the head of the dildo at her slit and slowly introduced it inside her. Her face contorted, and I imagined her groan. She stopped at a couple of inches, and then began fucking herself. When she'd gotten comfortable with that, she slowed and pushed more of the dildo inside. She resumed fucking, slowed, taking on more of the thick rubber cock until she'd managed all of it. Holding the pseudo balls at the base, she began a deep and steady rhythm, plunging the dildo in to the hilt, then pulling it out until the ridge of its head could barely be seen between the gorged lips of her pussy, before plunging it home again. The silver bullet thrummed at her clit, the dildo fucked her deeply. Her body began twitching and convulsing. Her hips bucked, her tits swayed with her own frenzied fucking motion. I was so hot, and very ready to come. I stood so I could aim my cock right at her body. I timed my hand to hers on the dildo, pretending it was my cock buried to the balls in her wet pussy. We continued on like that until I couldn't hold back any longer. I started to come, shooting a burst straight out against the window with a splat. And another, and another, and with a grunt, shot one last thick stream of come to splatter against the glass. Her body, through two windows and across a street, was now awash in my come. I lowered the binoculars, rested my forehead against the cool glass as my come ran down into a puddle on the sill. I looked back into her apartment, and she was again curled on her side, riding out the last waves of her own orgasm. Suddenly it seemed as if her eyes met mine. Her head shot up, staring intently. I almost panicked. I didn't know what to do! She couldn't actually see me, could she? My bedroom lights were off, was there something else backlighting me? Shit! She jumped off the bed turned out the light. I was frozen. Busted. ***** I couldn't bring myself to sweep her building with my binoculars for a couple weeks after that. I kept expecting the police to knock on my door. But they didn't, and addicted, I soon resumed my old ways. I still don't know how she saw me that night, but she must have, because for the first week or so after I resumed my voyeur's post, there was nothing to see. No more of her being naked after her showers, certainly no more dildo displays. Interestingly though, her blinds were still left open. I didn't know what that meant. That week back, I had been able to see her, but not "all" of her like I had before. Was it a punishment? Was she rubbing my nose in it? It was nearly 11pm. I did a check of her apartment. There was some light in her bedroom, coming through from the partially open bathroom door. She didn't seem to be home. I was about to move on, when a glare caught my eye. There, in a bottom corner of her bedroom window. I focussed in on the shadows, and one of the shadows moved! It was her, and she had binoculars trained on me! I freaked, I wanted to run, but there was no point, since she'd seen me already. I steadied my binocs, and watched her watch me. She finally stood, making a flicking gesture with her hand. When I hesitated, she went to a bedside lamp and turned it on and off. She wanted me to turn on a light? I swallowed dryly and turned on one of my own bedside lamps. We both now stood in soft light. Bright enough to be seen within, but low enough to still be able to see outside without glare. Next she gestured at lifting her top off, then pointed at me. While she watched me through her binocs, I lowered mine and took off my t-shirt. When I looked through my lenses again, she had a little smirk, and gave me a so-so, not bad gesture with her free hand. Then she laughed. She tugged at her pants, indicating I should drop my drawers. I slid my boxers down, let her see my cock at half mast, then showed her my profile. I wasn't as big as the dildo I'd watched her use, but I was good enough I guess, because she gave me a thumbs-up. Then she simulated jerking off and pointed at me. She wanted to watch me jack off. I owed her. I smiled, and waved that she should take her clothes off for me too. She shook her head no, but when I pleaded, she lowered her binocs long enough to throw off her top. She was braless, and her nipples were hard. One hand held her binocs, the other repeated the jerking motion, then began tweaking her nipples for my viewing pleasure. I licked my palm, and began tugging at my cock. It grew, and started to produce the pre-cum I love to use as a lubricant. With the pre-cum, my hand slid smoothly along my dick and it became fully hard under the slippery sensation. I held the binoculars with my right hand, and played with myself with my left. I slowly stroked myself, and kneaded my balls to show her how heavy they were. She kept her right hand on her binocs, but her left hand had trailed down from her breasts and was now buried inside her sweatpants. Watching her wrist flex, I knew she was playing with herself too. We stood there, in apartments on opposite sides of the street, watching each other masturbate. I'd never enjoyed long distance mutual masturbation before, but it was really turning me on. Her too, because she stopped long enough to remove the rest of her clothes. Naked, she sat herself in her chair, and put her feet up on her window ledge. She produced her silver bullet and used the little vibrator on her clit as she resumed watching me through her binoculars. I continued watching and jerking. She slipped the toy down between her lips and then popped the tip inside her pussy. She began to make quick thrusts with the bullet, and I matched her pace. When she pumped in and out, I jerked my cock in a frenzy. When she massaged her clit, I gently stoked the underside of my cock with my fingertips. We alternated paces like that, until I needed to come. I broke our pattern and started jacking myself in earnest. She understood and frantically plunged the silver bullet in and out of her pussy, building to her own orgasm. Her chest was heaving, and her hips arched up out of the chair. She was straining so hard I could see the balls of her feet whiten as they pressed against the glass of her window. She struggled to keep her binoculars focused as she came, so she could watch me explode. I positioned my cock at the window so it looked to me like it was aimed between her spread legs. My balls tightened, and I started to ejaculate, splashing the glass with gooey jets of hot white come that would have covered her pussy, stomach and chest. I shuddered, absorbed in the power of my orgasm. When it subsided, I looked back over to her window. She was up out of the chair. She blew me a goodnight kiss and seconds later her lights were off. I couldn't see her anymore. But I knew I'd see her again. Diary of a Dedicated Voyeur Ch. 3 From that night onwards, we continued our mutual masturbation sessions from across the street. She in her apartment, me in mine, both with binoculars in hand. But I knew we'd eventually have to meet. We had a lot in common. I stood outside her building one night, waiting for her to come home. When she saw me, she was surprised. I think part of it was seeing me for the first time without panes of glass between us, and part of it was that I dared violate the boundaries of those panes as well. But she came to me willingly and we kissed on the sidewalk leading into her building. I held her, and it was amazing. Here she was, in three dimensions. She was warm and soft, and her perfume was wonderful as she pressed against me. "Allison," she said, extending her hand. I shook it. "Ben." We went inside, and up to her apartment. "I need to take a shower," she said, excusing herself. She gestured to her binoculars. "I think you can entertain yourself." I sat in her chair and took up her binoculars. For the first time, I looked back at my own building. I started with my own apartment, noting the angles and sightlines from her vantage point. Then I started a methodical sweep of the other units, from left to right, floor by floor. When I got down to the fourth floor, I caught sight of a guy I recognized from around the building--the elevator, mailroom, laundry room. Didn't know his name. He was tall and thin, a swimmer's build. Clean cut, short light brown hair with blonde highlites, well tanned. He had a really attractive girlfriend, but I didn't see her around. She was his opposite. China pale skin, jet black hair. He was alone on the couch watching the TV. From my angle, I could only see a portion of the screen, but there seemed to be a lot of flesh tones on it. I think he was watching porn. That was promising. I watched him for a while, until he became restless, and played with the remote control. I guess he finally came to a scene he liked, because he dropped the remote back to the couch and his hand found his way to his lap. I could see him squirming. Soon he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his swollen cock. It was huge, at least as big as Allison's dildo. He took the base in his left hand and began stroking the head with his right. He played lazily with himself while I watched, so intently I didn't notice Allison come back in the room. "Got something?" She asked. The towel was in her hair, but she had thrown on shorts and a Tee. "Somebody does," I said holding out the binoculars to her. She came and took them. "Fourth floor up, last unit on the right," I directed. She focused the binocs on her target and gasped. "Ohmigod! He's sooo big." "Yeah, sure is." "I've seen him before, but never like this." She said it in a breathy way that told me she was getting excited. I stood behind Allison and looked past her to the guy across the street. With my naked eye, I could make him out well enough to know he was still playing with himself. Allison sighed softly, and I pressed myself forward against her. I was getting hard and she could tell. She pressed back, but didn't lower the binocs. "Do you know him?" "I've seen him around, spoken once or twice in passing, but I don't know his name. What's happening now?" I asked her. "He's still playing with himself. Wait, he's stopped...he's...he's unbuttoning his shirt. Wow! He's got great abs. His cock comes halfway up his stomach. He's got one hand on his balls and he's pinching his nipples with the other. Oooh, he's making me so hot, Ben." Sensing an invitation, I swept the hair off her neck and leaned down to kiss her soft skin. I trailed my way along the side and back of her neck, alternating teasing nibbles with gentle kisses. She moaned softly, and I started massaging her shoulders and back. I ran my hands along her sides, and cupped her breasts in my hands. Her nipples pressed firmly into my palms as I caressed her chest through the cotton of her shirt. "He just sat up...I think someone just walked in," she said. "Girlfriend," I whispered in Allison's ear. There was a pause. "Yes. It is a woman. Brunette. Pretty. She's just standing there. Now he's playing with himself again, Ben. Teasing her...She's taking off her jacket...Now her sweater. And...Her bra...Her nipples are so dark against her skin. God, she's got big tits! Those can't be real." I couldn't tell if they were real without the binocs, but even without magnification, I could make out the woman's perfectly round, buoyant breasts. I ran my hands under and up Allison's top, feeling her bare skin beneath. I raised up her shirt and kissed my way from between her shoulder blades down her back. Goosebumps covered her skin. I slid down her shorts and panties, knelt, and kissed a path over Allison's ass. "She's going to him. She's sitting at the edge of the couch beside him. She's licking his cock! Hmmm, it looks so smooth. She's licking all over the head...and the shaft...She's sucking the head into her mouth. She's taking more of him into her mouth. God, so much cock! I think she's deep throating him! She is! She is! She's got his whole cock in her mouth...I can't believe she did it! Its a monster. Now she's bobbing up and down on his fat prick, he's got his hands in her hair and she's just going to town! How can she breathe?" Allison's legs had parted, and I reached through and cupped her pussy, rubbing it with my palm from behind. She was wet. My fingers met hers as she played with her clit from above as I stroked her lips below. I sat with my back facing hers, and ducked my head between her legs. She stepped back slightly from the window and I was eye level with her pussy. I kissed her all around, teasing. She smelled of Apple body wash. Heavenly. She used her free hand to spread her lips for me, and I kissed her inner lips, leading up to her clit. I flicked the bud with the tip of my tongue before taking it between my lips. I sucked on her clit and she pressed herself into me. I started to finger her with my right hand as I licked her sweet, clean cunt. I used my free hand to pull my own cock free of my pants. I sat beneath her, licking and stroking. Licking with greater intensity and pressure. Allison was panting and mewling as she spoke. "She's still sucking him-uunhh-he's ramming his cock down her throat, and she just keeps-unnhh-taking it all. God, ummmm. Now he's pushing her backwards on to the couch. Aiee, yeah, unnh. He's, he's straddling her. He's titfucking her. That huge cock and those massive tits. She's sucking the head in her mouth everytime he strokes forward. Unnnh, Ben, I'm so close. Ohhh, please make me come! I want to come! Unnh!" I had two fingers of my right hand inside Allison and was rubbing the thumb against her clit in time with my hungry, sucking mouth. Her legs were shaking. "Oh, Ben...he's pumping so quickly now...he must be close...yes! Yessss! Ummmmm, yeah! He's grabbed his cock! He's jerking it...he's jerking it! Oh, he's coming! He's coming all over her tits and face and she's rubbing in to her skin." I pulsed my tongue on her tender clit and Allison finally went off. Coming hard, squealing in delight. When her tremors subsided, she finally lowered the binocs and slumped to the floor beside me. Without a word, she took my hand from my desperate cock and took it in her mouth. Her tongue swirled along the underside of my cock, while one hand jacked my shaft and the other toyed with my balls and ass. All three combined with the terrific, warm, wet suction of her mouth and I was ready to come too. "I'm going to come," I grunted in warning, but Allison just kept sucking on my cock until I exploded inside her. She took my come down her throat, slowly, slowly easing her bobbing. She took her mouth off my cock and gave it a good cleaning with her tongue. She leaned up and we kissed deeply, tasting ourselves on each other's mouths. I was slumped against the wall beneath her window, and she was nestled against me, still in her t-shirt. I watched my hard-on subside, and listened to her breathing slow to normal again. "You've got to learn their names," she finally said. ***** Allison and I spent many nights voyeuring together over the next several weeks. Sometimes we'd each stay at home in our own apartments, playing with ourselves while having phone sex and watching each other through our binoculars. We'd tell each other things we'd like to see done, and then would watch as the instructions were acted out. But most nights we were together. On those nights, we'd take alternate turns staring out through our binocs while being serviced. She'd be on her knees sucking my cock while I scanned apartments, or I'd sit beneath her on the floor and tongue her pussy while she was on the look out. By far the best night came when we next caught Jim and Melanie in action. They were the beautiful couple that lived downstairs in my building, the ones Allison and I had spied on our first night together. After watching their hot action, Allison begged me to get to know these neighbours, and willing to please her, I did. Jim, with the swimmer's physique, turned out to in fact be a swimmer. He was a student, and a scholarship athlete on the varsity swim team. He was just shorter than me, maybe 6'1 or 6'2, thin and toned, blue eyes and light brown short hair. And he had that massive horse cock we'd seen Melanie sucking. Melanie was his girlfriend. I don't know what she did for a living, but she was stunning. A few inches taller than Allison, maybe 5'7, flawless, porcelain pale skin, jet black hair. Tiny, thin body, with perfectly round, perfectly huge breasts that had to be enhanced. They were very sexy together, him tall and tan, she so pale and buxom. After introducing myself to Jim, and later meeting Melanie around the building, Allison and I had even double dated with them a few times since. They were cool, and we all hit it off nicely. Of course it was weird, what with the picture of Jim's huge cock between Melanie's lips and then fucking her tits, prominent in my mind. One night last week we'd all gone out to watch a hockey game on satellite down at a local bar. We had some drinks and watched the game, and when that was done, headed out to a dance club. A joint in the parking lot, a few more drinks inside, and there was some pretty dirty dancing going on. I had my hands on Allison's ass, and she was grinding against my stiffening cock. I could feel her nipples pressing into me. Melanie had stradled one of Jim's legs, and was rubbing her pussy up and down against his thigh. He cupped and massaged her breasts from the sides. Her eyes were closed and she kept licking her lips. She was a very sexy dancer, and I realized I wouldn't be surprised if she was a stripper or something, given her boob job too. We were all soon too hot to stay clothed, so it was time to head home. From the taxi we separated and headed into our respective buildings. Allison and I went to her place, so we could peer into Jim and Melanie's apartment. We got upstairs, and went right to the window, kissing wetly in anticipation of the show. They were acting as horny as we were, so we expected to see some fireworks. Allison had unzipped my fly, and already had my hard cock in her hand. Her hand was still cool from the outside air, and it was shocking against the hot, sensitive skin of my just freed erection. She broke the kiss, and spit on my cock, rubbing it all over me, so her hand could slide more easily. I moaned, as we waited for something to happen across the street. Jim and Mel had just entered their unit and were taking their coats off. They didn't stop there, peeling off all their clothes too. Allison and I tore off our own clothes and grabbed our binocs. She kept one hand on my cock, and I kept one hand free to massage her ass and reach between her legs to rub her soaking pussy lips. She arched her back and wiggled her ass in encouragement. Across the street, Jim's cock was fully erect. It had to be as big as Allison's forearm, and she emitted a little squeal when it came into view. Melanie went right for it. Coming to stand before Jim, she bent forward and started licking all along the length of his shaft. She took the head between her lips and slurped on it for a few minutes, one hand playing with his balls, the other stroking the base of his cock. Jim's head rolled back as he enjoyed Melanie's mouth. She was clearly orally gifted, and to further prove her talents, she began to deep throat him. Though I'd spied on her doing this before, I was still amazed as inch after inch after inch found its way down her throat. He had his hands in her hair, and his hips started to move as he fucked her face. She still had one hand on his balls, but the other had found its way to her pussy and she was fingering herself. After a few moments, she pulled off his cock, wiped her mouth and went to the couch. She kneeled on the couch over the arm, so that her tits swelled over the edge of the couch while her ass waved in the air. Jim came behind her, put one knee up on the couch, and slid his cock into her. I couldn't tell if he took her asshole or her cunt, but her shoulders arched and I her face contorted as he penetrated her. He started slowly, pushing his cock into her, then sliding it almost all the way out before inserting again. She pushed back against him with each downstroke, taking him right to the hilt. His pace began to build as Melanie's pussy stretched to accomodate him. He began thrusting harder inside her, her tits heaving as he drove himself home. Watching Jim and Melanie fuck made me want to be doing the same. I stepped behind Allison and aimed the head of my cock against the lips of her pussy. I had to really spread my legs wide to lower my self enough to be positioned properly behind her. I slid my cock head along her pussy, from her ass forward to her clit, before pressing myself inside her. I stopped with just the head of my cock inside her hot cunt, teasing both of us. Allison tried to push back onto me, but I leaned away from her. She whimpered and lowered the binoculars long enough to turn and give me a sexy, pouty look. I bent forward and we kissed, our tongues dancing outside our mouths. I pulled her hair off her neck and nuzzled her. She begged me to fuck her, and turned back to her binocs and the window. I used one hand to steady her hips, and began to fully slide inside her as I brought my own binocs back up. I was still tall enough to see over her. I was fucking her from behind, while we both continued to stare in on Jim and Melanie's activities. He was still fucking her doggie style, now with both hands on her hips and riding her forcefully, for all she was worth. We could see her mouth crying out with the intensity of Jim's thrusts. He was banging away, and I tried to match his pace. I wished I could match his girth too. Jim said something, then pulled out of Melanie. She jumped off the couch and knelt below his cock. Jim pumped himself a few times, then began to come. His come splashed on Melanie's face and into her hair. It rolled down her cheeks, and trailed along her neck down to her chest. He kept jacking himself and she squeezed his balls as the last of his come oozed out of his cock, across his hand and down into her waiting mouth. The come dropped between her open lips, then she sucked his cock. He dropped to his knees beside her, and kissed her. Licking his own come from her neck and chest, then kissing her some more. We could see their tongues swirl together through our binoculars. It was really hot, and I felt Allison shuddering against me. I pounded as deep inside her as I could, then shot my own load deep inside her waiting pussy. Not once did either of us lower our binoculars, until several minutes later when my softening cock finally slipped out of Allison. We slid to the floor and kissed. Diary of a Dedicated Voyeur Ch. 4 A couple weeks later, with the four of us getting closer all the time, Jim invited me out to a local strip joint. I was game for a guys night out, and left Allison at home with her binocs. He and I headed on over to the club, and he led me through the place like he'd been there before. We took a table up against the back wall, between the entrance to the VIP lounge and the dancer's dressing room. I liked his choice. We had a good view of the stage, and could watch all the comings and goings of the dancers on the floor. Jim was drinking beers, I was downing Rye and Sprites, and we were in fine moods to say the least. Girls were flirting with us a lot, and Jim knew all their names and they his. I figured he was a regular. A little more than an hour had gone by, when the DJ announced it was time for the house feature, China. The lights dimmed, the music stopped, and all the guys hushed in anticipation. "Wait till you get a load of her," Jim said anxiously. We were both leaning forward in our seats, and then, in an explosion of lights and sound, China took the stage. Her long dark hair was swept forward, hiding her face. She was dressed in a Catholic school girl's uniform, a white buttoned down dress shirt hung open across her chest and was tied at her waist. She had on a pleated gray mini-skirt, and wore thigh high black leather boots. She was lithe and agile, and flew across the stage. She whipped her head around, her hair falling off her face. It was Melanie, surprise, surprise. I looked over at Jim, and he looked back at me with a huge grin on his face. Melanie was spectacular. Gorgeous. Her stage show had incredible energy, combining dance moves and gymnastics. She came over towards our side of the stage for her second song, staring lustily at me and Jim. It made it so much more erotic. I mean, I'd been to strip clubs before, but there was something different about Melanie's show. And it wasn't just that I'd watched her fuck Jim before. It was her eyes. Riveted to us. Her focussed look said she was dancing for us, only us, as if we were the only ones in the bar. Guys were hooting and hollering, but her eyes were locked on mine and she ignored everything else around her. My mouth went dry. She tore off the skirt and shirt as the song was winding down, leaving her in black bra and thong, and those boots. She produced a blanket for her final number, and slid across the floor seductively. Her ass proudly swaying as she held it high behind her. She rolled on to her back, slid her bra straps off her shoulders, and popped open the clasp in front. She slid the bra halves off her tits, and they were exposed to much excitement from the crowd. They remained perfectly round, her nipples pointing right up at the ceiling. She raised her hips, and slid the thong off, drawing it slowly down her booted legs. When she lowered her legs to her sides, her pussy came in to view. She was clean shaven. I'd never noticed that before. She simulated playing with herself, finishing the song looking back at Jim and I while she licked her fingers. The room erupted with applause. Minutes later, Melanie came out of the dressing room. She gave me a kiss on the cheek, but managed to find the corner of my mouth as well, before plopping herself in Jim's lap. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him full on. "Did you like my pussy tonight?" She asked Jim. He just nodded dumbly. "I shaved it special," she said to me. "Do you like my shaved kitty, Ben?" She then asked me mischievously, parting her legs and lifting her skirt to give me another peek. I didn't know what to say, so I nodded just as lamely. "Glad you liked the show," she laughed. Another dancer was walking by, and Melanie stopped her. She was introduced as Jenny. Tall, blonde, in leopard skin print pants and halter. Melanie asked Jenny if she would help her entertain Jim and I. With a smile, Jenny extended her hand to me, and led me from my chair. Melanie and Jim were behind us, and we all went back into the VIP room. Jenny led me to a couch, but when I sat, she surprised me by heading to where Melanie had seated Jim at a nearby couch. I was even more surprised when Melanie came towards me. She lay a small towel across my lap for proprietary sake, then knelt over my lap facing me. I could feel the heat coming off her. The next song started for the stage show out front, and Melanie began a lap dance for me. She ran her hands across my chest, grinding her cunt against my stiffening cock. She rocked and writhed against me, her wonderful tits inches from my face. She leaned forward and I got to feel their weight press into my chest. She started to nuzzle my ear, biting gently on the lobe while her hot breath blew against my ear. I had my hands on her ass, as she continued to dry hump me through my clothes and the little towel. I suddenly glanced nervously at Jim. He actually had one of Jenny's nipples in his mouth, but was watching Melanie and I. He gave me a thumbs up in encouragement. Melanie caught my glance, and whispered into my ear. "Its okay, Ben. Jim and I have a pretty open relationship. He likes watching me sometimes. And I like you." As she said that, she took my hand, and led it to her pussy. She coaxed me to touch her. I traced the lips of her pussy, and found her to be good and wet. "Wanna taste?" She pleaded. I did. I'd never licked a clean shaven pussy before, and was really excited at the thought. I took another uncertain look over at Jim, and the head of his cock could be seen popping out from under Jenny's towel. Her fingers traced pre-come along its underside. I turned back to Melanie. "Yes," I said. She stood and climbed up on the couch, planting a foot on either side of me, with one hand on the wall behind us for support. She took my head in her other hand, and lowered herself to my mouth. I kissed her smooth pubic mound, and trailed lower to her clit. I kissed it gently, and then darted my tongue along her fleshy lips. She pressed herself lower, and I sucked on her cunt. She rode my face for several minutes, until she came. I couldn't breathe very well, but I didn't want to stop tasting her. She finally climbed back down and sat panting beside me. She licked her juices off my face, and then told me she wanted to leave. Melanie went over to where Jenny was just finishing blowing Jim. She playfully grabbed Jenny's hair, and pulled her in for a kiss, sharing Jim's come in their mouths. Jim tucked his softening cock back in to his pants and I composed myself as Melanie went to change. Soon we were all on our way home. Melanie told us she wanted us both at the same time, and I could barely contain myself. But I felt guilty about Allison, and told them as much. Melanie pulled out a cell phone, and rang Allison's number. "Allison," she said coyly, "would it be alright if Jim and I borrowed Ben for a little fun....No, I want them both....Hmmm?....Hold on." She passed the phone to me. "She says its going to cost you." "Allison?" I said into the phone. "Well aren't you lucky I'm in a generous mood, stud?" She said. "What's it going to cost me? I'm not going to do it if it'll will cost me you." "No, Ben. I think its pretty cool. What its going to cost you is making sure I can watch the whole thing happen." "Ohh, I'm sure that can be arranged." "One other thing." "What?" I asked warily. She sounded mischievous. "Well its not fair. You know I'd love to play with Jim's cock, but you're getting it first. I want to know all about it." "Well we've seen it already, what else can I tell you about it?" "You can tell me what it feels like, tastes like. I want to watch you play with it. That would turn me on so much." I didn't know what to say. To that point Allison and I had done anything and everything to please each other. But I'd never done anything like that before. I had occasionally had orally bi-curious thoughts in the past. I love getting head, and I'd wondered what it was like to give it. But to actually do it? And with a cock as big as Jim's? It was beautiful though. I'd always believed in taking pleasure where you could, and while I'd considered the idea, doing it was a different beast. And what if Jim just hauled off and decked me? "Do your best for me Ben. Enjoy!" Then she'd hung up. We got back to my building, and went to Melanie and Jim's apartment. I made sure the lights were on, knowing Allison was across the street peering in on us through her binoculars. I went to the window, and looked out up at where I guessed she would be standing. Melanie came up behind me, and pressed herself against me. She reached around and caressed my chest, lowering her hands to my stomach, then opening my jeans. She pulled out my cock, and used one hand to play with the shaft while her other teased my balls. Jim came behind her, and ground himself into her back. I could feel his hands come around and begin fondling her tits. She broke away, and went to the couch. She sat down and beckoned us over, positioning us on either side of her. I made sure to stand in such a way that Allison would hopefully be able to still see everything. Melanie freed Jim's cock, stroking him with one hand, me with the other. She took turns kissing and sucking our cocks. I looked down in amazement. My cock was a nice seven inches, but Jim's was probably over ten, and was noticeably thicker around. I watched Melanie lick and suck it, and started to want to try it for myself. I knew then it would be for my enjoyment as much as Allison's, but I was still afraid of making moves on another guy in case it weirded him out. So I just stood, watching Melanie blow him, and enjoying when it was my turn in her hot mouth. She stood and pushed Jim back to the couch. She threw off her clothes, and still facing me, began lowering herself onto Jim's waiting erection. I watched her thighs quiver as the muscles tensed and worked as she moved herself up and down his dick. Once she got a rhythm going, she took me back in her mouth and started sucking while she was fucking. She was great with her mouth, the best I'd ever known, and I knew I couldn't last long. I ran one hand through her hair, grabbed a handful, and started fucking her face. After handling Jim, she had no trouble with me, and I could feel her nose against my pubic bone each time I thrust into her willing mouth. Her mouth was so hot and wet. God it was amazing. "Ohhhhh, I'm going to come!" I cried. "Come on her tits," Jim yelled. She leaned her upper body back farther against him, giving me more of a target to shoot at. I jerked my cock, and felt the come building up inside. Then I couldn't control it. Come started to stream from my cock as I had a huge orgasm. Melanie opened her mouth wide, and tried to catch some of my juice on her tongue. I splattered come all across her chest and neck. When I subsided, she began rubbing it into her skin. Jim reached around her to help. I saw my opening. With Melanie reclining so far back against Jim, her pussy and his pistoning cock were exposed to me. I knelt between their legs, and Melanie's eyes were joyous. "Yes, Ben! Lick my pussy while Jim fucks me!" She bent her legs up, resting her feet on his knees while he pumped his cock in and out of her from beneath her. I put my hands on her inner thighs and leaned in to suck on her swollen clit. Jim's cock continued to slide back and forth, and a couple of times brushed my chin, I was so close to them. My tongue lapped at the bottom of her clit, and part of it touched his cock. I flattened my tongue even more, and began licking upwards, from the sliding shaft of his cock towards her clit. He just moaned, and I took that as acceptance. I lightly touched his heavy balls with one hand, resting my fingertips of the other hand against the large vein running along the underside of his cock. My lapping strokes just grew longer, slathering more of his cock all the time. I liked the feel of its spongy firmness, its heat, the soft skin and delicate veins that ridged the underneath. Melanie began frantically rubbing her clit, lifting her head high enough to watch me lick on her boyfriend's cock as it rammed in and out of her wet pussy. I imagined Allison playing with her own sweet pussy while she watched all this through her binoculars. Melanie began to cry out, moaning and wailing. She shook uncontrollably as she came, Jim never letting up his fucking. She was overwhelmed, and lay against Jim weakly. "I want you guys to suck me off," Jim begged. Melanie slowly rolled off him, and move to lay across the couch with her head over his proud dick. She flicked her tongue around its head, looking at me invitingly. She offered me the cockhead, and I began to lick at it. Jim watched my efforts. I opened my mouth wide, and took the head inside, bobbing up and down on the first couple of inches of Jim's mighty cock. It was like having a hot, firm plum in my mouth, except I could taste the juices of Melanie's pussy mixing with the salty fluids coming forth from Jim's dick slit. I could barely breathe, and wasn't ready for more of his cock in my mouth yet. I couldn't handle it. Melanie had been licking the base of his cock beneath me, and at Jim's urging, replaced me at the head. She sucked him into her mouth, and bobbed rapidly. I could hear the sucking and slurping noises her mouth made. She started jerking the base of his cock, and he raised his hips off the couch. He was very close to coming. She angled her head, letting me back in. She sucked at the very head, letting my tongue swirl just beneath, our tongues occasionally meeting as we licked in unison. "Unnngh! Here comes!" Jim shouted. Melanie held her head just above the slit of Jim's cock, allowing me to closely watch as he shot his load into her poised mouth. Some splashed on her cheeks, and some slipped from off her tongue to her pumping fist. She surprised me by kissing me suddenly, feeding me some of the come in her mouth. I tasted it. It was salty, like I'd always expected it to be, but had more of an almond, bitter tinge than I expected. She broke the kiss, and moved up to kiss Jim instead. Then they both pulled me up to join them. Our three tongues danced, open mouthed. I continued to slowly stroke and squeeze his softening cock, reveling in its heat and size. It had some sense of power or majesty. I wondered if Allison enjoyed the show. I realized that I sure had.