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From: "Jennifer Ann" <jam1075@bellsouth.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Voyeur {Jennifer Ann} (MF solo voy)
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Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2005 17:10:05 -0500
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Please post the attached txt file to ASSM.

Thanks,

Jenny
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Voyeur MF solo, voy

   Copyright 2005, Jennifer Ann

   Jeremy Mills was getting ready for bed.  He set the security bolt and
latch, the little bar that allows you to open the door only a couple of
inches and prevents anyone from entering the room.  He brushed his teeth,
relieved himself and removed his clothes.

   Turning off the lights he settled into the ubiquitous hotel recliner to
for meditatione, which he had been practicing for ten years.  Recently he
discovered he had the ability to bi-locate, where his spirit or conscience
self left his body and moved around.

   The first time it occurred, it scared him.  He was sitting in a chair
and sensed he was floating.  When he opened his eyes, he saw himself
sitting in the chair below.  The sight startled him and, like a rubber band
he quickly snapped back into his body.  It was almost a week before he
mustered up the courage to meditate again.

   It took a few tries before he was able to relax enough to allow his
spirit to float out of him to separate from hiss body.  During the times
heis spirit was out of his body he would look at himself sitting in the
chair or lying on the bed.  He noticed that the darkness did not deter him
from seeing things clearly, as in his normal "in-body" state.  There seemed
to be an indirect source of light illuminating the room.  Slowly, he
summoned the courage to move further away from his body.  He would float
around the room, taking in the scenery and then quickly return to his body.


   Last night he spotted an object on top of the Armoire.  He floated over
for a closer look and saw that it was an old credit card door key.  Someone
must have placed it on top and forgotten to remove it.

   After returning to his body, got out of the chair and went to the
armoire.  Sure enough, the key was right where he had seen it while in the
spirit.  He decided that tonight, he would leave his room and look around a
bit.

   Sitting himself in the chair, he closed his eyes and began his breathing
routine, to relax and to get into the meditation.  Silently, reciting his
mantra he allowed thoughts and cares to leave his mind finally, leaving it
blank.  Soon, he felt his spirit float from his body.

   He opened his eyes, turned and looked at his body sitting peacefully,
chest rhythmically rising and falling, eyes closed.  He then drifted to the
door.  Stopping just short of the door, he paused for a moment wondering if
he could pass through the door.  Well, I will never know unless I try, he
thought.  Gathering fortitude, he flung him self forward toward the closed
door.  However he misjudged his momentum and shot clear across the hall
into the adjacent room.  Surprised at what happened, he paused to get his
bearings and was about to leave when he heard a low moan.

   Curious about the noise, he slowly moved past the bathroom into the main
part of the room.  There on the bed was a naked woman.  She was lying on
her back, her heeals were almost touching and her legs were spread open -
bent at the knees.  He saw her left hand playing with her left breast, her
right hand was between her legs, and her fingers were moving slowly in
circles over her vulva.

   Embarrassed at discovering the woman masturbating, Jeremy started to
leave, and then stopped.  The sight of the beautiful woman was too much. 
In spite of feeling like a voyeur, he stayed and watched.

   She was very lovely, he thought.  She had a light complexion and medium
sized breasts.  Her blonde hair was only a shade or two lighter than the
closely trimmed pubic hair.  A true blonde, he thought to himself.  He
could see a dark flush beginning to spread over her breasts and chest and
her nipples were erect..

   Fascinated he moved closer.  Her eyes were closed and her breathing
seemed heavier and more rapid than normal through her slightly parted lips.
He could see that she was becoming aroused.

   Suddenly, without thinking, he moved toward her and merged with the
woman's body.  She shuddered as if she felt the intrusion.  To Jeremy's
surprise, he realized that he could feel what she was feeling.  He knew
that she was afraid and had felt a strange sensation, she didn't recognize.
Not to arouse suspicion, he willed himself to be still.  It didn't take
long before she decided it wasn't anything and her fingers once again
resumed their movements.

   Jeremy could feel the tightness in her abdomen and thighs.  He felt the
flush in her legs and pubic region which emanulated with pleasure as she
stroked around her clitoris.

   Jeremy saw an image form in her mind.  She was imagining a man above
her. Her lover.  His forearms were on either side of her and his upper body
hovered over her.  She felt secure and safe with him.  Suddenly,; she had
this empty feeling in her vagina and wanted him to insert his member into
her.

   He felt her insert two fingers into her moist vaginaself sliding them in
and out as she increased the pace.  Warmth rapidly spread from her vulva
through her thighs, the warmth and pleasure increased, plateaued and stayed
there for a period of time.

   Even though Jeremy was so into the new sensations, he didn't notice her
heart rate rising and was surprised by her climax.  Her body tensed as she
let out a grunt with pent up breath, as the tension broke.  He felt the
pleasure erupt and cascade through her body.  He felt the muscular
contractions of her vagina.  Her hips bucked forward and her clitoris
pulsed with pleasure; sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body,
slowly subsiding until she glowed with peaceful relaxation and joy.

   Jeremy basked in the feelings of contentment and peacefulness as her
breathing slowly subsided to normal.  He wanted to stay but realized he
couldn't.  Suddenly, he felt ashamed to have intruded on her privacy. 
Quickly he left her and returned to his own body.

   Upon opening his eyes and becoming aware of his surroundings he felt a
sticky sensation.  Looking down he noticed his hand was covered with semen.


   He got up and cleaned himself off.

   Totally relaxed, he got into bed and thought about what he had just
experienced and the woman across the hall.  He was still trying to
comprehend the significance of it all when he fell asleep.

   The next morning as he was leaving his room, the door across the hall
opened and the woman walked out.  Their eyes met and he thought he saw a
flash of recognition from her.  Fear and chills went through him like a
knife as he remembered the night before.

   Then she smiled at him, he smiled back and nodded.  She started walking
down the hall toward the elevator.  Jeremy started to follow her and
stopped; self-consciously he turned aroundback and headed toward his door
pretending he had left something in his room.  As he started to key the
door, visions of her the night before continued to play in his head.  The
corners of his mouth turned up in a wry smile, he hurried down the hall
back after her, jumping onto the elevator just as the doors were closing.

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