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“Kor!”
Z shouted as she approached us at the meeting point.
Again, she turned up in her class T-shirt. Haiyo.. this simple xmm hor… Other girls her age would have been wearing something more sexy or age appropriate. Yet she’s still stuck in her younger teenage days. I felt conflicted.. it seemed so fitting for her innocence, but I wished to see more of her skin. I knew I would be lusting for her either way she dressed. But, her ignorance and lack of sexual awareness would make her eventual reveal more intense..
I felt gratitude toward my Uncle and Aunty for bringing up their daughter well.. in a way that only served to whet my appetite.
I imagined how I would feel when I first get to see her nude. It would be that same exhilaration and wonder when I saw S and C for the first time. My perverted voyeur mind will immediately process and record every pixel of her intimate parts, matching them to her face. Just like how you would remember a friend would dress, walk or behave, seeing them nude would permanently burn that image into your mind. Every time I recall S or C’s face, I can picture every little detail of their naked bodies.
How round their tits are..
How their areola and nipples look, obscene or cute, soft or erect..
How subtly their tits shake and bounce as they move about..
Moles, birthmarks or scars that are hidden underneath clothing..
How hairy their pussies are..
The cleavage that forms from the type of bra that they wear..
And the way that their clothes hide their feminine figures as they put on their clothes. There is that satisfaction watching the fabric drape over their bra-covered bust, their nipples just underneath the cup-edge, knowing exactly how they look like in the nude just moments before.
I wondered if there are bros out there that appreciate this kind of perversion.
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Of course, I volunteered to stay behind the girls.
I watched Z ahead of me pedaling clumsily. It was great getting her to come out and do some exercise. Being her responsible cousin, I wanted her to be more active instead of lying down and scrolling TikTok. She had grown lazy over the years. I liked her enthusiasm when I suggested this active outing - she has also indirectly encouraged me to make healthier choices.
And her xmm panty is probably being ground between her pussy lips right now, all her sweaty xmm flavor of her inner flesh slowly building up on that cute little piece of cloth.
This is a taste of how my mind was on That day. There were no clear boundaries.. I was really enjoying the bicycle ride with them, genuinely concerned for their safety, and lusting for Z.
My mind was jumping between normal, decent thoughts and surprisingly perverted, dirty ones without a single hiccup.
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15 kilometers and a few stops along the way, we decided to take a break for lunch.
We took our seats in a cafe, ordered food and had our typical cousin-to-cousin banter. I casually approached the topic of hygiene, excited to check my chances of getting lucky today.
“Today damn hot la. Sweating like crazy.. you got bring clothes to change into after shower?”
“Huh?? Ya…”
I felt a strong sensation in my cock when she didn’t object to showering. Today might be the day!
But Z seemed a bit taken aback. I wondered why..
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“Kor!”
Z shouted as she approached us at the meeting point.
Again, she turned up in her class T-shirt. Haiyo.. this simple xmm hor… Other girls her age would have been wearing something more sexy or age appropriate. Yet she’s still stuck in her younger teenage days. I felt conflicted.. it seemed so fitting for her innocence, but I wished to see more of her skin. I knew I would be lusting for her either way she dressed. But, her ignorance and lack of sexual awareness would make her eventual reveal more intense..
I felt gratitude toward my Uncle and Aunty for bringing up their daughter well.. in a way that only served to whet my appetite.
I imagined how I would feel when I first get to see her nude. It would be that same exhilaration and wonder when I saw S and C for the first time. My perverted voyeur mind will immediately process and record every pixel of her intimate parts, matching them to her face. Just like how you would remember a friend would dress, walk or behave, seeing them nude would permanently burn that image into your mind. Every time I recall S or C’s face, I can picture every little detail of their naked bodies.
How round their tits are..
How their areola and nipples look, obscene or cute, soft or erect..
How subtly their tits shake and bounce as they move about..
Moles, birthmarks or scars that are hidden underneath clothing..
How hairy their pussies are..
The cleavage that forms from the type of bra that they wear..
And the way that their clothes hide their feminine figures as they put on their clothes. There is that satisfaction watching the fabric drape over their bra-covered bust, their nipples just underneath the cup-edge, knowing exactly how they look like in the nude just moments before.
I wondered if there are bros out there that appreciate this kind of perversion.
******
Of course, I volunteered to stay behind the girls.
I watched Z ahead of me pedaling clumsily. It was great getting her to come out and do some exercise. Being her responsible cousin, I wanted her to be more active instead of lying down and scrolling TikTok. She had grown lazy over the years. I liked her enthusiasm when I suggested this active outing - she has also indirectly encouraged me to make healthier choices.
And her xmm panty is probably being ground between her pussy lips right now, all her sweaty xmm flavor of her inner flesh slowly building up on that cute little piece of cloth.
This is a taste of how my mind was on That day. There were no clear boundaries.. I was really enjoying the bicycle ride with them, genuinely concerned for their safety, and lusting for Z.
My mind was jumping between normal, decent thoughts and surprisingly perverted, dirty ones without a single hiccup.
******
15 kilometers and a few stops along the way, we decided to take a break for lunch.
We took our seats in a cafe, ordered food and had our typical cousin-to-cousin banter. I casually approached the topic of hygiene, excited to check my chances of getting lucky today.
“Today damn hot la. Sweating like crazy.. you got bring clothes to change into after shower?”
“Huh?? Ya…”
I felt a strong sensation in my cock when she didn’t object to showering. Today might be the day!
But Z seemed a bit taken aback. I wondered why..
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Quote:
Originally Posted by
Jomjom88
Welcome back Bro!!!! Has been waiting for updatessssss! cant wait for you to get your eyes on Z.
Thanks bro for your support, just got busy was all. Writer’s block also got me..
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Voyfanatic1212
Welcome back brother. Cant wait to hear your story with Z again!
But that last sentence..OMG
Just wait for it bro. Hahaha
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Throughout the trip, I paid attention to her fair xmm skin, glistened with sweat. At a close distance, you could make out her fine vellus hair on her arms and legs. I loved that she is an all natural girl. I know I’ve been singing praises non-stop about her xmm-ness, but I can’t help it.. it seemed like she was built to seduce perverts like me.
I imagined seeing that same skin on video later in the evening.. but across her entire body. The realization that it might really happen made my heart beat super hard. I felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.. I felt alive.
By then, near the end of the trip, her legs were speckled with dirt. There were patches of dirty bicycle grease on her right leg. That pretty much sealed her fate. Who wouldn’t shower with a days worth of dirt before chilling out on the couch?
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Finally.. we were almost home.
As we got off the bus, my mind started racing. All I could think of was to trigger the cams. It’s a frantic, excited feeling that nothing else can compare to it. Unlike S and C, I had invested so much time and effort to get here. I felt powerful knowing I had managed to patiently prey on Z and about to reap my reward.
By now, my phone’s background recorder had a good few minutes of Z. If it all goes according to plan, I will have non-nudes of Z in her before-shower clothes, her stripping naked from that outfit, and non-nudes of her in her after-shower clothes. It would be the ultimate vid any voyeur would dream of capturing.
We briskly headed back, looking forward to washing up and relaxing in the comfort of the aircon room. Z seemed so high-spirited, recounting the highlights of our outing.. and as we marched on, each step she took was bringing her closer to my trap.
No turning back now, Z.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by
Jomjom88
Welcome back Bro!!!! Has been waiting for updatessssss! cant wait for you to get your eyes on Z.
Thanks bro for your support, just got busy was all. Writer’s block also got me..
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Voyfanatic1212
Welcome back brother. Cant wait to hear your story with Z again!
But that last sentence..OMG
Just wait for it bro. Hahaha
******
Throughout the trip, I paid attention to her fair xmm skin, glistened with sweat. At a close distance, you could make out her fine vellus hair on her arms and legs. I loved that she is an all natural girl. I know I’ve been singing praises non-stop about her xmm-ness, but I can’t help it.. it seemed like she was built to seduce perverts like me.
I imagined seeing that same skin on video later in the evening.. but across her entire body. The realization that it might really happen made my heart beat super hard. I felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.. I felt alive.
By then, near the end of the trip, her legs were speckled with dirt. There were patches of dirty bicycle grease on her right leg. That pretty much sealed her fate. Who wouldn’t shower with a days worth of dirt before chilling out on the couch?
******
Finally.. we were almost home.
As we got off the bus, my mind started racing. All I could think of was to trigger the cams. It’s a frantic, excited feeling that nothing else can compare to it. Unlike S and C, I had invested so much time and effort to get here. I felt powerful knowing I had managed to patiently prey on Z and about to reap my reward.
By now, my phone’s background recorder had a good few minutes of Z. If it all goes according to plan, I will have non-nudes of Z in her before-shower clothes, her stripping naked from that outfit, and non-nudes of her in her after-shower clothes. It would be the ultimate vid any voyeur would dream of capturing.
We briskly headed back, looking forward to washing up and relaxing in the comfort of the aircon room. Z seemed so high-spirited, recounting the highlights of our outing.. and as we marched on, each step she took was bringing her closer to my trap.
No turning back now, Z.
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I started to feel a bit light-headed.
As we walked down the stretch of corridor, my mind was almost purely focussed on getting to the cam remotes. I had to make sure they would start properly and leave enough time for me to fix things in case they didn’t work.
Armed with the door key, I made sure I was the first to enter. In one smooth movement, I unlocked the door, kicked my shoes off and went straight into the study room to put my bag down. I plucked the remotes out of my pencil case and fiddled with them inside my bag, triggering the cams to turn on while pretending to look for something.
I walked over to the next room and turned on the aircon.
*Beep*
“Finally! Can’t wait for the aircon.” I exclaimed.
Z and my gf were settling down in the living room. My eyes were glued to Z’s bag.
“Kor, I put my bag here can?” She pointed at the corner just behind the dining table.
“Can of course!!”
Unbeknownst to her, I was checking the status of the cams. To my relief, they seem to be working.. the signals were strong. Now only the last hurdle remained:
Z has to go and shower.
I tried to play it as natural as I could. There was pretty much nothing else we could do except to sit at the dining table and have a drink, so I offered water to Z. My gf, being the most hygienic out of all of us, finished unpacking her bag right beside us and immediately headed towards our room.
“Z, I go shower first. See you later!”
Thanks to my gf for taking the initiative! I decided to take the chance to persuade Z to shower.
“You can go shower first.. I can see that you feel very icky.”
“Ya lor.. hai.. lazy to shower.”
“Come on Z, shower finish then you won’t regret when you go into the aircon room. Come come..”
As I walked to the guest toilet and turned on the lights, she trudged over to her bag and took out a plastic bag of clothes.
*Thump-thump.. thump-thump*
My heart beat so hard I thought I might go into cardiac arrest. Z was finally heading towards the inevitable, into the trap that her Kor had carefully laid many months back. I remembered being cautiously hopeful in the beginning about this endeavor, thinking that there is a good chance it won’t work out. What a rollercoaster ride this was!
“Thanks Kor..”
I just smiled weakly at her, trying to burn this moment into my memory. As she closed the toilet door, her fate was also sealed..
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I started to feel a bit light-headed.
As we walked down the stretch of corridor, my mind was almost purely focussed on getting to the cam remotes. I had to make sure they would start properly and leave enough time for me to fix things in case they didn’t work.
Armed with the door key, I made sure I was the first to enter. In one smooth movement, I unlocked the door, kicked my shoes off and went straight into the study room to put my bag down. I plucked the remotes out of my pencil case and fiddled with them inside my bag, triggering the cams to turn on while pretending to look for something.
I walked over to the next room and turned on the aircon.
*Beep*
“Finally! Can’t wait for the aircon.” I exclaimed.
Z and my gf were settling down in the living room. My eyes were glued to Z’s bag.
“Kor, I put my bag here can?” She pointed at the corner just behind the dining table.
“Can of course!!”
Unbeknownst to her, I was checking the status of the cams. To my relief, they seem to be working.. the signals were strong. Now only the last hurdle remained:
Z has to go and shower.
I tried to play it as natural as I could. There was pretty much nothing else we could do except to sit at the dining table and have a drink, so I offered water to Z. My gf, being the most hygienic out of all of us, finished unpacking her bag right beside us and immediately headed towards our room.
“Z, I go shower first. See you later!”
Thanks to my gf for taking the initiative! I decided to take the chance to persuade Z to shower.
“You can go shower first.. I can see that you feel very icky.”
“Ya lor.. hai.. lazy to shower.”
“Come on Z, shower finish then you won’t regret when you go into the aircon room. Come come..”
As I walked to the guest toilet and turned on the lights, she trudged over to her bag and took out a plastic bag of clothes.
*Thump-thump.. thump-thump*
My heart beat so hard I thought I might go into cardiac arrest. Z was finally heading towards the inevitable, into the trap that her Kor had carefully laid many months back. I remembered being cautiously hopeful in the beginning about this endeavor, thinking that there is a good chance it won’t work out. What a rollercoaster ride this was!
“Thanks Kor..”
I just smiled weakly at her, trying to burn this moment into my memory. As she closed the toilet door, her fate was also sealed..
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*3 days later*
I was starting to break down, having pushed my patience to the limit. I wanted the first time to be.. special.
I slowly got out of bed, making sure my gf had left for work. Today’s the day, just like how I first got to discover S and C.
3 days ago, it was an unforgettable experience.. my plan had been, by and large, successful. My objective had been accomplished. It could have been better though. Sometimes things just have to fail at the last moment when you needed it most.
As you may already know, I had 2 cams to record the undressing and the shower action. The shower one failed to record any video.. it gave me a frozen shot of the shower for the entire recording duration. It felt like a massive blow considering how much time and effort I’ve put in for this important occasion.
Fortunately, the undressing cam worked fine. The moment Z left the toilet, I logged in to each cam to check if I got the footage. I could see that the thumbnails from the undressing cam showed movement in the toilet, but I chose to hold myself back from previewing the video, preferring to enjoy the forbidden fruits at a more appropriate time.
I remembered shaking when I knew I had caught Z on cam.. the adrenaline was unbelievable. The knowledge that the shower cam failed to record Z didn’t do much to dampen my horniness.. I was dying to watch Z strip down to her bare xmm body.
Just imagine holding back for 3 days. I almost lost my appetite, I had trouble sleeping and concentrating at work. But I wanted to stroke my didi to my adorable Z without any fear of interruption. That first time when the bra drops off her shoulders.. should be best appreciated on a big, clear screen. The shock, surprise, lust and power when you first find out what her intimate parts look like.. it is a moment you will never ever forget.
******
I will be re-telling my first voyeur experience of Z with my spontaneous feelings and reactions.. forgive me for the chaos. This is a forbidden lust, after all.
******
Timestamp: 4:20pm
Z closed the door. It was great seeing her in her class T-shirt again. She stepped in front of the mirror and started admiring herself.. she seemed vain about her looks. It’s moments like this that add to the voyeuristic experience. Watching her in her own, private space, doing things you will otherwise never see her do.
To be continued..
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*3 days later*
I was starting to break down, having pushed my patience to the limit. I wanted the first time to be.. special.
I slowly got out of bed, making sure my gf had left for work. Today’s the day, just like how I first got to discover S and C.
3 days ago, it was an unforgettable experience.. my plan had been, by and large, successful. My objective had been accomplished. It could have been better though. Sometimes things just have to fail at the last moment when you needed it most.
As you may already know, I had 2 cams to record the undressing and the shower action. The shower one failed to record any video.. it gave me a frozen shot of the shower for the entire recording duration. It felt like a massive blow considering how much time and effort I’ve put in for this important occasion.
Fortunately, the undressing cam worked fine. The moment Z left the toilet, I logged in to each cam to check if I got the footage. I could see that the thumbnails from the undressing cam showed movement in the toilet, but I chose to hold myself back from previewing the video, preferring to enjoy the forbidden fruits at a more appropriate time.
I remembered shaking when I knew I had caught Z on cam.. the adrenaline was unbelievable. The knowledge that the shower cam failed to record Z didn’t do much to dampen my horniness.. I was dying to watch Z strip down to her bare xmm body.
Just imagine holding back for 3 days. I almost lost my appetite, I had trouble sleeping and concentrating at work. But I wanted to stroke my didi to my adorable Z without any fear of interruption. That first time when the bra drops off her shoulders.. should be best appreciated on a big, clear screen. The shock, surprise, lust and power when you first find out what her intimate parts look like.. it is a moment you will never ever forget.
******
I will be re-telling my first voyeur experience of Z with my spontaneous feelings and reactions.. forgive me for the chaos. This is a forbidden lust, after all.
******
Timestamp: 4:20pm
Z closed the door. It was great seeing her in her class T-shirt again. She stepped in front of the mirror and started admiring herself.. she seemed vain about her looks. It’s moments like this that add to the voyeuristic experience. Watching her in her own, private space, doing things you will otherwise never see her do.
To be continued..
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