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New Apartment (MF, voy)
by Nondeplum
Confessions of a Voyeur
Date: May 1998

***

 Divorced.  Like all recently divorced new bachelors, I moved into an
apartment.  The marriage simply didn't work.  I swore off women.  Never
again, I told myself.  I was content to just watch videos and beat my meat.
When I moved into the new complex, I had no idea that soon, I wouldn't have
to do that anymore, either.  I had a front row seat to the hottest show in
town.

 My apartment was on the third floor of a three-story apartment complex;
high enough  to look down at the other apartments, yet still close enough to
the ground to have a panoramic view of the pool.  In this particular hot
summer, it seemed that a lot of the apartment dwellers used the pool
regularly.

 But, what I was interested in was not happening in the pool area below.  I
had a clear view right through the enormous picture windows of every balcony
across the way.  With a telescope, or even a pair of binoculars, I could see
everything that went on in some of these dwellings.  And, I was able to see
a hell of a good show.

 Directly across from me, there was a woman who left her curtains open, and
I could see directly into her apartment.  I could see everything she did.
She usually took a shower at about eight o'clock, and she left the bathroom
door open.  The door leading to her balcony was left open, and with a pair
of binoculars, I could see everything the woman did.

 The first time I saw her, I felt a tinge of guilt at watching the lady.  I
realized that she was going to walk around naked in her apartment,  and then
I went rummaging through the closets and brought out the pair of binoculars.
It was a few weeks later that I bought the telescope.  I had become, in just
a matter of a few weeks, one hell of a voyeur.

 It was mainly because of the woman across from me.  I wanted to watch her
every move, what she did, and with whom.   Watching her as she got out of
the shower  with  her nipples sometimes semi-erect,  I would stand and
slowly stroke myself.

 She was a couple of years younger than I was.  She was well-built, and
sometimes, she did exercises in the nude in front of her television.  On
this particular evening, she got out of the shower  and towel-dried her body
real slow.   She  stood and faced me as she slowly dried off.  Her nipples
were sticking straight up in the air.  She had big, round, firm tits, with a
trim stomach, and rounded hips.  Her nipples were large, saucer sized, and
dark brown.  Her hair was jet black, and as she dried herself, she paid
particular attention to her hairy bush.  She dried himself slowly, once in a
while reaching down and fondling herself.

 Once she was dry, and with the towel hanging around her shoulders, she
walked straight into the living room, looking right out over the balcony,
toward my apartment.  She stopped and stood at her balcony door, leaning
against the door frame, still looking in my direction.  With one hand, she
reached down and rubbed her cunt a few times, then turned around and walked
away.  I nearly came as I saw her buttocks tighten, then relax, then tighten
again.

 She had gone into her bedroom, I think, and my view didn't include that
area; her curtains were closed for once.  I began searching other windows
and doorways, my shorts around my knees, my dick sticking straight in the
air.

 I trained my telescope on the balcony of a couple who lived down one flight
and slightly to the right of the girl across the way.  I had seen the woman
there suck the guy off in the living room, once.  The apartment was dark for
the most part.  Maybe they had gone out for the evening.

 Checking back at my quarry across the way, I could see that she was fully
dressed now, and I saw her walk toward her door and leave.  Probably heading
out to find a cock to suck, I thought.  I don't know what it was in me that
made me think that the girl was horny all the time like I was; I just
presumed that she was, or, rather, hoped that she was.  Somehow, I just
hated to see such a nice pair of tits and such a bush going to waste.

 I kept searching for a another girl.  There was one to the left and one
floor beneath my favorite; she wasn't very good-looking, but she did play
with herself for my telescope once in awhile.

 My doorbell rang, bringing me out of my ecstatic reverie.  I pulled up my
shorts.

 "Just a minute," I shouted in the direction of the door.

 I threw a robe around me and went to the door.  Probably my next-door
neighbor, I thought.  She had come over and introduced herself once.  Clara,
I think her name was.

 I opened the door.  There, standing in front of me, stood the object of my
telescopic masturbatory fantasies.

 I opened my mouth to say hello, but nothing came out.  She looked beyond me
to the telescope  and smiled.  She had dark, long, curly hair.  Her eyes
were a steel blue.  Her teeth were white and perfect.

 "I'm Martina," she said.  "I live over there."  she pointed with her finger
toward my telescope.

 "I---  I'm Sammy," I stammered.

 "Enjoying the sights?"  she grinned.

 I reddened.  I had been caught.  She just simply walked in and around me,
and went over to the telescope.  It was trained right on her balcony; she
put an eye to the lens.  Her bathroom door was still open, with the light
on.

 She turned and smiled at me.  "You like the view?"

 I closed the door and took a step toward her.  My robe fell open, revealing
the enormous bulge of my erection in my shorts.

 "I guess you do like the view," she said.

 "Look," I said, "I ---"

 She raised her eyebrows, then looked back at the telescope.  "You were
going to say that you are sorry, huh?"

 I pulled my robe closed and nodded.

 She shook her head.  She smiled again, and that smile relaxed me somewhat.
"It's all right.  I like putting on a good show.  And, judging by that
bulge, you liked what you saw."

 She reached up and began unbuttoning her blouse with one hand, and with the
other, reached over and loosened my robe again.  I started to pull away.   I
was slightly afraid of this strange beauty with the big tits.  Then, I felt
my excitement grow as her blouse hit the floor and she started to unbutton
her pants, then pulled the zipper down.  She was wearing some bright red
type of bikini panties.  Her pants hit the floor the same time as did my
robe.  We both stood there, staring at each other's crotches through our
undies.

 Like an idiot, I just stood there  with my mouth hanging open, staring at
tits, and the hairs sticking out of the sides of her panties.  That cunt
that I had seen so many times, and had jacked off about so many times, stood
within arm's reach, just behind the cotton of those red bikini panties.

 Martina just reached forward and said, "Here, let me show you."

 She pulled my briefs down, and my cock reached up and slapped my belly as
it broke loose from the nylon band.  "Ah," she  said.  "Nice."

 I did have a nice dick, I thought.  It was fat, and had a large red head
that would fill anyone's mouth completely.  My hair was blond, and the hair
around my dick was the dark blond color of straw.  My balls were flecked
with hair, and hung low and large.

 She reached over and put her hand around it.  Her hand was warm, hot even.
I hadn't been touched like that for a long time.  She gently squeezed.  "Ah,
yes," she said.  "A big, hard cock."

 I took a deep breath.  This woman was turning me on to a degree that
surprised and shocked me.  My secret was a secret no more.  This girl knew
that I had been spying on her cunt playing.  Now, she had her hand full of
my cock.  What a switch.

 I reached over to her undies and began tugging at them.  She stepped closer
to me and pressed her face to mine.  She put her lips on mine, and her
tongue began to probe between my lips, parting them.  I opened my mouth wide
then, and her tongue darted into my mouth.  I started to suck on her tongue.
Her hands were roving all over my body now, rubbing my ass, stroking my
dick, pinching my nipples.

 I was still tugging at her pants, trying to pull them down.  I succeeded in
getting them past her ass, and suddenly felt her wet lips press against my
cock.  I looked down to see her cunt; I had seen it from so far away so many
times, I wanted a good, close-up look at what had been the object of my
passions for the past few weeks.

 I pulled away from her and reached over to her slim belly and rubbed the
little line of hair leading from her navel down to her cunt.  I tugged on
her shorts, and pulled them all the way down as she stepped out of them.  I
fell to my knees, and pressed my face against her crotch.  I pressed my lips
against that hairy bush,  those wet lips  that I had only seen through my
telescope.  I opened my mouth, and let my tongue flick out and lick first
one pink lip, then the other.

 "That's right, you peeking sonofabitch," she said, "lick that cunt."

 She grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face against her even
harder.  She began writhing, moaning, and I knew she was cumming.

 Then, she backed away.  She reached over for her panties and put them back
on.  I knelt there on my knees, my mouth hanging open.

 Fully dressed, she walked to my door.  "Next time I come here, you have
that mouth ready for me, and maybe I will do something for you, too."  She
winked, and was gone.

 I stood.  I walked over to the telescope, wondering if there were any other
naked people wandering around their apartments. . .

