1. First Day of University - Part 1


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: makingumoist, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    myself in a stew over something so silly. Okay Sam, steel yourself - back to plan A - just walk in and introduce yourself, no drama. I straightened my summer dress and counted under my breath, “1… 2…” I stopped in my tracks. The bathroom door was still fractionally ajar and I could see a sliver of the room through the crack including the bottom half of Jen’s bed. I could see a pair of bare feet, a pair of soft calves, a pair of shapely knees, a pair of milky thighs, a pair of flowery knickers and a skirt hitched up around a waist. The other thing I could see was the thing that had stopped me. I could see a hand and there was absolutely no doubt what was about to happen. As I stopped and stared the hand slowly moved down the outside of pretty knickers and started rubbing as the fingers found their mark through the cotton the hips squirmed a little and I heard a gently sigh coming from a point just beyond my view. The thighs parted slightly and the hand disappeared between them, moving up and down the front of her panties, the whole hand cupping the pussy beneath. I’ve known from a very young age that I was attracted to boys and girls but as I grew towards my mid teens and sexual urges stirred, I realised that it was the thought of being intimate with a girl that held more appeal. Seeing Jen pleasuring herself this way was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced in my eighteen years and I began to feel a stirring in my own panties. The thoughts of bursting in to the room ...
    with a cheery, “Hello,” were well and truly forgotten, I just knew I wanted to see more. I moved closer to the bathroom door, as I did more of the bedroom, the bed and Jen moved into the view. I got as close to the crack in the door as I dare and moved slightly sideways so I could see the whole of Jen laid out in front of me. What I saw was wonderful. She was beautiful, long dark blonde, natural hair. I like girls who are curvy rather than slim and Jen had wonderful curves. She looked like a size 14 maybe even a little bigger, her shape was spectacular. Her boobs were full and firm and I could see her opposite hand was inside her white cotton shirt, gently massaging her large breasts. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling gently, completely comfortable with what she was doing. As I watched she moved her hand up to the curve of her belly and then down again this time inside her panties. I watched her face, her lips parted and she gave a small moan of pleasure. By now I was feeling incredibly turned on. I wanted to slip my hand inside my own panties and join in. How could I though, what if she suddenly opened her eyes. If she saw me she’d freak out, a wonderful friendship ruined before it had even got started. As I continued to watch her hand started to move faster in her knickers and her breath started to quicken, small moans escaped her body and her hips began to writhe and twist as her pleasure increased. Suddenly she let out a huge gasp, her stomach and shoulders tensed ...