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13

Blue balls

Young divorcee exhibitionist seeks comfort from older widowed neighbor.

One evening I was pottering around in my garage, thinking of sanding an old wooden door knob, but not actually doing it. My mind was elsewhere, and every few moments I looked out through the open door across into my neighbor’s yard, hoping she might be heading towards her pool for a late dip, which she sometimes did. I’m talking about Suzanne. She was about 35, recently divorced with...Read On

13

Aah Give Me All That Fucking Juice Honey!

My man loves me hand fucking him while being watched ...

My man and I had finished our shower and he is sitting in the dining area reading the paper with just a towel around his waist. His friend Tony is visiting and is sitting across from him. I come up behind him and run my hands over his back and into his hair. He leans back into my hands enjoying the attention as I lean over his shoulder with my long dark hair brushing his back and body. ...Read On

18

Sarah's Secret

A lonely night made much more exciting...

As I pulled up in the driveway, it was already dark and I was exhausted from what had been a long day at work. I quickly got out of the car and as I walked towards the door, picking out the right key, I noticed a light on in my neighbour's house. A little bit strange, I thought to myself, I was sure that they were on vacation, but knew they had a daughter at college who often came home so put...Read On

15

The Uninhibited Neighbor Down The Street

I am just your normal single lady right down the block.

I have no inhibitions. I love to parade around my house, totally naked. I work out on a regular basis. I try to stay trim and fit. I love my body and I like to show it off. Of course, when I have my friends over, I wear clothes. Whenever I have my part-time boy-friend over, I wear very skimpy clothes, simply because I like to be a tease. I have to keep track of my days, because I don’t...Read On

15

My Kind of Southern Hospitality pt 2

Read part one before you read this one :)

"Alice there's a phone call for you!" yelled my mother from her study room downstairs. "I'll be right down," I yelled back. I was standing in front of my mirror admiring myself a skintight strapless emerald dress I had borrowed from my mother's closet. Sine I couldn't find my strapless bras, I had decided not to wear a bra at all. My hardened nipples were slightly visible, but I didn't...Read On

10

Noisy Hotel Lovers

A hotel experience is wilder than imagined

This story is based on a real experience that I had a couple years ago. I was lucky and it didn't go this far.... Sitting in my hotel at 10PM making notes on the day's dreadful meetings wasn't my idea of a fun night. I had a tiny bottle of wine from the minibar drained and that was helping, but the rhythmic pounding moans and high pitched squeals coming through the wall were the last straw. ...Read On

10

The Ladies' Tea

The gong rang and another prepared to enter her

The ladies, all married and over sixty, gathered for tea each fortnight. The hostess was in charge of the entertainment and Helen was the hostess the week before Christmas. Her friend, Priscilla, would assist with the entertainment. Tea was served around two in the afternoon with scones and a smoked salmon salad. Malt scotch was served to those who requested it. All did but Helen. The...Read On

10

Onward, Christian Voyeurs

I answer one of the weirdest personal ads I've ever read.

Normally, I don't "watch," but I was looking through the personal ads the other day and came across something that really arrested my attention: CHRISTIAN VOYEUR WANTED My husband and I are a married Christian couple, living in the Mesa neighborhood. We are looking for a Christian voyeur who will watch as I dominate and abuse my husband, eventually abusing his anus with a strap-on dildo....Read On

17

The Ladder

A foolish boy risks a lot for a glimpse of a beautiful girl

When I was a nerdy, unpopular high school junior, I was so taken by the unapproachable beauty of one of the senior cheerleaders, Erica, that I sometimes followed her home at a distance, admiring her long legs, bouncing breasts, and shoulder-length reddish blonde hair. I’d find excuses to walk through the gym during cheerleader practice, catching glimpses of her red uniform panties. I...Read On

17

Peeping Tom

The thought of being seen by peeping neighbor gets housewife excited

Julie turned in front of the mirror, admiring herself. “Not too shabby for an old lady,” she thought to herself, as she walked out of her dressing area. Her forty-five year old body was stuffed into a swimsuit that was skimpier than she would have been comfortable wearing if she weren’t in the privacy of her own home. These spring days in South Texas are what made living there worth...Read On

44

Innocent Emma

I spy on my sister's friend when she visits my apartment to baby sit my dog

My degree in electronic engineering and my interest in making feature films led me to the idea of rigging up my home with surveillance equipment and filming the baby sitter. Or maybe I should say the dog sitter. I actually didn’t have a baby, nor a dog, for that matter. But what I did have was a calculating, and some might say, devious mind. I’d obtained my university degree and then...Read On

19

He Brought It

The best so far.

If you read my previous story, then you know my situation. I recently moved into my own apartment and I love it here. The girl who lives in the apartment next door is a girl named Robyn, and we've become good friends. Robyn is a former stripper who now has a day job in a warehouse, but at night and on weekends, she moon lights as an escort.  I am a voyeur, and hearing people have sex arouses...Read On

12

The Peeping Tom - Day One

Short Stories of a peeping tom getting his kicks

My story is inspired by my lovely neighbours, all of whom I have seen in a state of undress on numerous occasions. If I could, I would love to thank them for going about their daily business without closing their curtains. The story is fictional but each character is based upon the varied, but beautiful bodies and features of the women whose windows I overlook. The story starts on a...Read On

12

The Window

A divorced man has a young neighbor who doesn't mind giving the world a show through her window.

After my wife and I divorced the first thing I did after the ink on the divorce papers dried was to move back to the city. I was originally from the city and I had missed it. My wife was a bit of a country girl and our compromise of living in the suburbs was never completely satisfying to me. I missed the vast array of bars, clubs and theaters that the city offered. In addition I missed the...Read On

32

My Schoolgirl Neighbour

Watching schoolgirl neighbour masturbaing

Lucy was seventeen and went to the local high school where they were still strict of the wearing of school uniform. One night she was staying over at my house with my daughter, Angie,who was the same age and went to the same school. During the evening, Angie had a phone call which she went to her room to take, leaving Lucy with me in the lounge, sitting in one of the large arm chairs,and it...Read On

25

The Broken Lock

My friend Katie comes to stay and I can’t resist taking advantage of the broken bathroom lock...

It was late summer and Katie, one of my oldest friends, was staying with me. We had been at school together and had managed to remain good friends even though we had gone to different universities. She had just graduated and was thinking of moving to the city, so I offered her the spare bed while she looked for work and explored the city. Katie was younger than me, having just turned...Read On

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View To An Orgasm

Written by StillUndecided for Lush Stories ONLY! We sat at midnight waiting for the last train home on the platform, deserted but for two women. It was a cold night and we were snuggling up ourselves on one of the slightly frosty benches they provided sparsely across the station, keeping closely together for warmth in the bitter night. The train wasn't due for a while yet but we had nowhere...Read On

14

The Beach Scene

An uneasy feeling made me spy on my wife.

Linda had been looking forward to going out with her girlfriends for the past few weeks. Every few months, she and four of her girlfriends from college meet for dinner, and then go dancing. The five of them have had the same routine since college. In fact, Linda and I met while she and her friends were partying. I wouldn’t dare interfere with the time she spends with...Read On

16

Through The Window

Cleaning the windows gets me more than I expected.

Manoeuvring the ladders past the garage and down to the garden at the back of the house, I thought I saw movement in the bedroom window. I stepped back but didn’t see anything. I was certain I saw someone near the bedroom door but maybe it was just shadows. It’s a single story home and I only needed the ladders to clean the window of the bedroom from the lower garden. I continued down...Read On

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Ventana means Window

Twilight at the Ventana Spa means perfect views from the meadow for Robin

VENTANA MEANS WINDOW   Robin sipped her drink on the patio, and looked out over the steep hills descending to the Pacific Ocean. Big Sur really is magic, she thought. It was the Golden Hour at Ventana. The sun was sinking in the ocean, the lavender blooms were waving in the field, and   her husband was dozing behind her in the deep covers of their hotel bed, after...Read On

11
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Toying With a Young Voyeur at my Apartment Window

Through the window of my high-rise apartment, I'd been watched by a voyeur, two nights in a row. The first night, he watched me wearing just a skimpy negligee while I walked around, unaware that the mini-blinds of my floor-to-ceiling windows were open. Turned on, I sat back on a bean-bag chair and spread my legs nice and wide for him while I screwed my 55-year-old pussy with a...Read On

50

Wife Watches

I wrote this story because while there are plenty of stories where the husband watches the wife having sex with another man, there are not very many here on Lush that have the wife watching the husband have sex with another woman, which is something that I like. Please enjoy my story; it is based partly on this really vivid dream I had, based on real people. It went something like this... ...Read On

28

My secret place - Chapter One

I find my secret piece of paradise just to discover I'm not only being watched but photographed

I am a 35 year old woman, married to Paul for fifteen years. Our sex life had always been really straight, nothing kinky, but to tell you the truth it had begun to bore me. The most excitement I felt was watching porn with Paul and he always chose artistic girl-on-girl stuff.  I work as a freelance illustrator for books and other publications but also pump gas three days a week. I enjoy...Read On

13

I Was Always Watching

The glistening pinkness sparkled...

The glistening pinkness sparkled as the sun’s rays shot its warmth down on her. She lay there on the beach towel, legs spread as wide as she could get them, the meaty folds that usually hid what was inside, outstretched to the limits of no purity. Her breasts, so firm, formed perfect cones that projected up in the hot summer air with nipples so erect, they resembled pink pencil erasers...Read On

13

Desire Through a Window

I continued to watch her walk around in nothing but her undergarments. . .

There she was. Just like always. Standing in front of her bedroom window. I wondered if she even knew that she was standing where I could see her. Hell, did she even know what she was doing to me? I would sit in front of my window for hours just waiting to catch a glimpse of her through hers. Nine times out of ten, I was able to see her.  Today was no different. I came home from...Read On

13

A Glimpse of Perfection

Who says there's no such thing as perfection?

"Leggings are not pants." My wife, 5'10" tall in her bare feet, with perhaps the longest legs on the planet, often used that expression when confronted by one or more young women whose shape was not suited for such a revealing garment.  I, on the other hand, thanked the Lord when my gaze fell on young women - scratch that - any women, younger or older, who wore them and whose shapes were...Read On

21

Friday Night's for Watching

My best friend has the Friday Night of his life, and I watch

So here I am trying to catch the eye of the girl behind the bar, but she seems intent on serving everyone around me. The fiery red hair flowing across her shoulders has a hypnotic effect as she swings round to the cooler cabinet behind her.  As she bends at the knees her short denim skirt rides up a little, stretching across a perfect ass. I look to my left, then my right, to see if...Read On

19

Gardening at Mrs Chesters ch 2

Jonathan helps Mrs Chester in the garden. Collett calls.

He wasn’t sure how she had convinced him to do it, but now he was collecting his own pee in an old milk carton with a green screw-on lid. The smell was terrible, but over a couple of days he had not far off three pints of it. Trouble was that during the same period he had played with himself a lot. He had so much stuff in his head, he had to get it out one way or another, but he was also...Read On

17

Rachel's Point of view

She thought she was alone, but what she saw, surprised and excited her

Rachel was in the second semester of her first year in college. Originally from the Pittsburgh area, she was attending Boston U, and living with her friend Tanya and her parents. This arrangement was saving her money, teaching her some independence, while giving her a safe place to live. She had attended a party with some friends, but left early, having had just a few drinks while there....Read On

25

My Husband and the Topless Waitresses - Chapter 2

Enjoying Amsterdam more with my husband.

As we left the bar I could feel my pussy juices running down my inner thighs. I was walking fairly fast as I was desperate to get Tom, my husband, back to our hotel room. I needed to cum again and soon. Tom had his right hand on my cute arse as we walked. His hand found the bottom of my dress which he lifted up enough so that he could slide his fingers between my legs and feel how wet...Read On