Perverts 'R' Us

Who's Watching Who?

By Rico Louis ( inc-aunt/neph, voy, solo, exhib )

I walked into my sister's house, letting myself in. I was supposed to babysit my nephew. Not a bad kid, but he was just hitting puberty and he had a new interest in women. He had taken a peculiar interest in me. I had on more than one occasion caught him trying to peek down my shirt or up my skirt, though I never really discouraged him from it. Hell, it was kind of flattering. The day some young boy didn't want to check me out I would worry.

I walked through the living room, seeing no one and into the hallway. I could hear the sounds of the shower coming from the bathroom - no doubt my sister getting ready for her date. I decided to peek in on my nephew. I kept heading down the hall, but stopped just outside his door, which was just barely cracked a little as I saw him. I really didn't see him as much as I saw bare flesh. I knew I shouldn't be spying on him, but curiosity got the better of me. I leaned forward looking through the crack. There sat my nephew on his bed with his shirt off and his shorts around his ankles. A pillow lay beneath him, which he was humping.

It took me a second to notice his face was pressed against the wall. He was looking through a tiny hole in the wall. Shit, he was watching my sister, his own mother. And as that took a second to sink into my mind it took another second for me to realize how many times I had taken baths over here. All those times my own nephew could have been watching me.

I had no idea how to deal with this. Hell, what would I even say if I did walk into the room? Did I even have a right to say anything? Sure I watched him from time to time, but he wasn't my kid. Hell, he was just doing what came natural to him. Then again, what if my sister found out? She had grounded the poor boy for a week for having a dirty magazine. What would she do if she found out her son had been spying on her taking a bath?

I hadn't even realized I was staring. Hell I was actually somewhat turned on by watching my nephew as his tiny little ass rose up and down, his little pecker diving into the pillow. It had been a little while since I had any cock - at least not one that didn't involve batteries. I could fill the itching of my own clit under my jeans. I felt so dirty, my mind picturing my own nephew's cock. Suddenly the shower stopped. My nephew jumped up as he rolled over I saw his hard, tiny little cock. I hadn't even realized I had licked my lips until I was in the middle of doing it. I decided to go back into the kitchen before anyone came out into the hallway.

My sister finally came out of the bathroom and we talked as she got ready for her date. I couldn't help but fill guilty for not telling her right away about the hole and her son watching her. But the fact that I didn't tell her right away made it impossible, then I may have to answer questions I didn't want to, or that I didn't have answers for. So I did the best thing I could think of. I decided to keep my mouth shut. Sure, my nephew would get caught sooner or later, but I wasn't going to turn him in, I decided.

My sister spent several minutes going over instructions she had said a dozen times before. I was hardly listening, and occasionally my nephew would pop into the room and smile at me. Though he wouldn't be if he knew what I knew. I smiled at him as well, but truth be told, I couldn't get his naked body out of my head. Damn, had it been that long since I had a piece of meat in between my thighs?

On her way out, she kissed her son good night and told him what time to be in bed by, that he could have a snack, and to go hop in the tub. That was what caught my ear. You know it was something that until an hour ago seemed so innocent, but now... The first thing that popped into my mind was me peeking on my nephew. I wiped the thought from my mind as I said goodbye and he ran off to go get into the tub. Then once again I was alone.

I found myself pacing. I was faced with a tough choice. On one hand, I wanted to know what could be seen through the hole, just so I could decide better if it was worth getting my nephew into trouble about. I couldn't help but think about the fact that I would be spying on my own nephew. Then again, how many times had he fucked his pillow while I took a bath, thinking about his own aunt? I didn't think it was possible to be so horny and disgusted at the same time.

I finally gave in. Hell, it wouldn't hurt anything to have a look, I told myself. But I had to know. I slowly slipped down the hallway and into his room. I left the door open, but didn't turn on the light, trying my best not to get caught. I then slowly lowered myself onto the bed and found the hole with no problem as the light hit me dead in the eye. As soon as I got close enough, I could see my nephew. There he stood, naked in the shower as the water ran down his body, his cock in hand.

I hadn't noticed until now that he was actually becoming a man. He was beginning to look more like a man and less like a kid. He actually had peach fuzz around his dick. His cock was not too bad for his age, though nowhere near the men I had been with. He held it with two fingers and his thumb, and as he stroked it his other hand slowly drifted down to his balls which he began to play with as well.

I bit my bottom lip as I watched. Sure I had masturbated before, but truth be told I have never looked at a porno or a magazine. I had never just watched a guy masturbate. Now I couldn't get enough. I felt like a fucking whore. Here I was, watching my own nephew and I liked it. Then again, what was I hurting? I was only watching. It wasn't like I was molesting the boy or anything. At least that's how I rationalized it in my mind.

Slowly I undid my jeans and slid my hand down into my panties. The first touch was like I was touching my pussy for the first time, or the first time I had sex in my parents' bed. Sex had lost its thrill when it became routine. But now I felt like at any moment I could get caught. I imagined my sister walking in that door any second, catching me with my hand on my clit. Fuck, I was so wet. I ran my hand up my shirt and under my bra and began to play with my nipple. Here I was, moaning into a wall as I had even darker thoughts.

I pictured my own nephew walking in on me, standing there in the door. Fuck, I was getting more and more horny as I took my hand off my breast and brought it to my mouth. I began to think of my middle finger as his cock. I began to suck on it and lick it, teasing it with my tongue. I felt so dirty. I was little more than a slut now, as I felt my body beginning to quiver. I was almost there, just a little more, I thought. Within seconds I felt myself cumming. It had been years since I had an orgasm so easily. I laid there for a second or two, just watching him, as I am sure he had done.

I went back in the living room and went to watching television, as if nothing had happened. A little while later, he came in, sat down, and we watched television together and I fixed us a late night snack. Before I knew it was almost his bedtime. However, spending time with him up close was making me more and more horny. I wanted to play with my clit again which I had already planned to do. But a dark thought came over me. I told him to go get into bed and I was going to jump in the shower. As bad as I wanted to tell him that I knew, I wouldn't. If I let him know that I knew and didn't tell my sister and she found out later, I would be in trouble for sure. But if I kept the secret, I could spy on him whenever I wanted. But more than that, I would have my own secret admirer.

I knew by going to the shower I was giving him a peep show. Though he had most likely seen me naked a half dozen times already, knowing he was watching made it different. This time I knew. I knew that I was letting a teenage boy look at me, to touch himself while I showered. Hell, I was wet before I even got out of my clothes. I looked around to see the peephole without trying to make it look like I wasn't looking as I undressed. I finally saw it, which was well-hidden. It was below the mirror, but just above the sink. One of the two screws from the corner mirror support was missing. Hell, I hardly even noticed, and I knew where it should have been!

I had done my best to make it look like I was looking at myself in the mirror as I undressed. I even danced slightly as I climbed out of my clothes and turned around, bending over as I turned on the shower. Truth be told, I didn't know if he was watching, but I knew he was in his room and in bed. If he wasn't, then it was his loss. After I had the water just like I liked it, I climbed into the shower.

Slowly I let my hands roll down my body with the flow of the water, though the cool water did little to cool me down. My clit was begging to be touched once again, and my nipples stood up like tiny rockets. Hell, you could have hung a hat on them. I hadn't planned on actually jerking off for the boy, but my body definitely was open to the possibility. Sure, he had seen me naked, but that was one thing. My head wandered with thoughts of my own sister. What had she done in the shower? But as my hands slid over my body, I had pictures of him playing with his small dick.

He had given me quite a show earlier, and part of me really wanted to return the favor. Hell, it wasn't like I hadn't played with myself in the tub at home before. Hell, no one would know but my nephew and even he didn't know that I knew he was watching. Besides, I had already broken so many rules tonight, what was one more?

My hand slowly ran down to my pubic region as it ran over my body. A second later, I was rubbing my pussy. My hands glided over the smooth, wet pubic hair as my fingers fondled my clit. I slowly leaned against the wall and put one foot up. It took everything I had not to look at the hole while still trying to turn myself so I was sure he could see. I let my other hand begin to play at my breast.

I tugged at one nipple, pinching it, twisting it, squeezing my breast, then went to the other. I wished I had two hands to play with them. But I wasn't about to stop rubbing my clit, which begged to be fucked. Man I need a dick bad. I brought one of my breasts to my lips as I tilted my head to lick at the nipple. Then I playfully bit down and held it softly with my teeth as I suckled and licked at it. My hand went across to my other free breast as I let the breast plop from my mouth. I stopped rubbing my clit only long enough to paddle it playfully with my hand. I felt like a fucking animal. I needed a cock. I looked over and found one.

I opened the shower door and leaned out, grabbing the thin toilet paper holder. I looked at it for a second and then I let the water run over it as I cleaned it off, which I did very quickly. It was close enough in thickness to my nephew's dick that it sent chills down my spine. I repositioned myself close to where I had been as I spread my legs. With one hand I spread my lips and with the other I slid the object up inside of me.

Slowly I began to slide the toilet paper holder in and out of me. To my surprise, the spring action added an interesting twist, which made it all the more wild. Man, I was surprised I had never tried this before. The spring would cause it to begin to contract some against the resistance, but my own juices caused it to spring up inside of me. All the time my hand danced at my clit quickly. My other hand rubbed, pinched, twisted, and paddled my clit playfully.

After a few seconds, I felt my body begin to rise to its inner-most heights. Hell, to me there was no wall between me and my would-be partner anymore. To me, we were just two people masturbating together. Then I exploded. And fuck, it was like nothing I had ever felt before. I actually had to go down on my knees as they quivered beneath me. My eyes rolled up into my head. But I kept fucking myself as I sat there trembling with delight. I pounded my hand against the wall as I slouched over moaning and whimpering. As the last few waves hit me, I laid back against the wall, gently stroking my pussy.

I lay there for the longest time and then I heard something. Someone was yelling. I turned the shower off quickly as I jumped up. As I did I heard my sister yelling from my nephew's room. Crap, she had caught him, or worse, she herself had looked though the hole and had seen me giving my nephew the show of his lifetime. My mind raced as I got out and threw my clothes on.

Luckily my nephew was the only one who got caught that night. The next day my sister had sealed the hole, searched his entire room for porn and grounded him for the entire summer vacation. I had managed to act shocked and surprised as my sister told me about how she had found him riding his pillow as he watched me take a bath. But truth be told, my pussy watered at every little detail.

Though I acted relieved, that she had sealed the hole was sad. However, something told me from the looks that my nephew gave me, that or relationship had forever changed. Part of me wondered how long he would look at other girls and think of me and the time that his aunt put on the best show of his life. Personally I knew I would never be the same again.

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