Erotic and Humiliating Voyeurism

I was in a college club, a service organization that sold concessions at sporting events for the school. After our hard work each season, the sponsor–who had a swimming pool at her home–had a pool party for us at the end of the year. The club had about 30 members, mixed but about an even numbers of males and females. I was in the club with my boyfriend, Bill, as well as my friend, Gina, and her boyfriend, Tommy. This really happened and those were the real first names.

At the party, Tommy had brought secretly a bottle of Absolut Mandrin and the four of us got a bit drunk. Bill came to us and said there was a way to see into the attached house cabana because having been made by the owner, and not perfectly, there were cracks between the edges of a wall, longways, in the storage room and the cabana. I didn’t think the owner (the sponsor’s husband) had cared about this sort of sloppy work because who really cared about storage facilities? But Bill said we could look into the cabana from the storage room; as long as we kept the lights off and locked the storage, we could spy on the sponsor when she went in to change out of her swim suit. Kind of a fantasy for the guys, but I liked the idea for its fun and Gina had a bi streak in her so she was for it; so we went into the room and locked it from inside so Bill could show us the spaces in the wall. It was exactly as he had said, the four of us could sit down and have a great view into the cabana which was lit up. We drank more and waited; sure enough Mrs. L came in and did a full-on strip show for us. She was beautiful, about 43, and we learned everything there was to know about her: from her tight B cup breasts and dark areolas against her non tanned lighter breasts, how pert they were (her husband couldn’t have had any complaints, they were great tits), with just the slightest hang on them; no fat on her size four body; and then she showed us her muff, partly shaved at her lips so that even the detail of her labia was on full display from six feet away. Boobs, ass, pussy–all of her right before us–and after she left the boys went crazy using some pretty solid boy language including, “What a slit,” and, “When she’s bent over, I’ll bet she’s a good fuck.”  More similar stuff, and we laughed over the show, drank some more, and that was that.

But what we didn’t think about was that there was one other person who hadn’t yet changed, Ronda. Ronda was a large girl, self-conscious, and only semi-popular due to her shyness. She wasn’t a wall flower and interacted with everyone, but was not friends with a lot of people–including us. But in she came, wearing her one piece, and we froze where we were; no one said a thing, all of us in silent agreement that this was too good to be true: a fellow student each of us shared a class and worked with–and sometimes socialized with–was about to be completely naked and spied on by us. All of her “big girl” secrets were about to be burned into our memories forever. Her brown hair was still tangled and she took a few minutes combing it out until she finally pulled down her straps and unleashed her double Ds: large and hanging, but the hang that still placed her nipples out front. Her hang, though, was embarrassing in that unless you were her boyfriend, it would be a secret from you and we had just robbed her of it. Side view, bending forward, hung, bouncing, you name it, every angle and intimacy on display.  They were round and her areola were large and partly dark; her breasts were so white that the look was great. She didn’t have linebacker shoulders but nice ones so she was attractive, or at least her upper torso was, and when she pulled her suit down further to her navel we got to see just what her fat looked like (which was a lot better than I thought it would be, but it was there); the true nature of her curves right before us.

There was a knock at the cabana door and she grabbed a towel and answered, “Just a minute!”
“It’s me!”  said Kory, her boyfriend, and she told him to wait. He said no one was around, so she opened the door and spoke to him.

We didn’t hear all of it, but apparently he wanted in to change as well. And oh my, she let him in. They had already seen one another naked which meant they were having sex! Kory relocked the door and they talked about the event winding down; he was holding his clothes, and while they talked they went about completing their undressing to put their clothes back on. Right before him she completed her undressing, pulling down her swim suit, stepping out of it, and left in her birthday suit. A large ass was the only really unattractive part about her body, but interest in that left us as she turned around and showed us her full body, our eyes glued to her vagina. It was unshaved with a medium brown bush and a darker slit–fully tight, but a definite line you could see right down the center of the view of her hair. Tummy, thighs, legs, totally nude from head to toe. The guys were loving this unexpected show and learning everything there was to know about Ronda.

Gina was gleefully smiling and enjoying it all, and said, “Nice show, bitch,” to the room.

There’s something exciting about seeing a girl naked, standing by a guy who’s still wearing clothes. Ronda played with her clothing, went through her backpack, and gave us one more performance: taking her comb and right in front of us, combing her pubes. She did it enough that we got an even better view of her labia…very tight…but the added detail completed the full picture of just what Ronda would look like as a centerfold and the boys took it all in, smiling. Then, with Kory having organized his clothes, we got another show as he took off his trunks and stood there naked and unhung. And I do mean unhung. A flaccid, less than two inch, hang over his unimpressive sack, he had a perfectly shaped penis, but was hung like a baby carrot. Oh…my…god! How humiliating. He had a stomach also, but it didn’t drape over, so the view of his small dick was right there on display. He stood for another minute showing off his–in every way–unimpressive body. Ronda’s panties were light blue and bikini, which was a surprise, and we got a great view of her in nothing but them. Then in her bra and panties while Kory put on his jockey shorts, and the two stood there in a pretty intimate moment of what they looked like in their underwear. The four of us couldn’t believe what we just had just gotten to see!

The last month of the school year found the four of us laughing every time we passed them on campus. Erotic and exciting and humiliating. With his stomach and lack of equipment, if they were sexually active it was in an imaginative way. Otherwise it would be sometime in the future and a new boyfriend until she felt what it was to have a real man inside of her.

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