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Lady Voyeur Spied on Me

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I have been an avid masturbator since I was 13, and am now a recently divorced 34 year old male. The following experience happened only a few weeks ago.I was home for the day (Friday), off from work to get caught up on things around the house. I recently moved into a small ranch in a quiet neighborhood, and haven't met many of my neighbors yet. After cleaning out the garage and sweeping the deck, I was very sweaty and was about to shower when, on impulse, I decided to sit on the deck nude and have a nice masturbation session. There is only one house within viewing distance; it is also a ranch that sits directly behind my home with a similar backyard and deck. The distance between my deck and my neighbor's is about 75 yards. I have met this particular neighbor (youngish couple, maybe late 20s, no kids) and I knew both of them worked, so I figured I would be safe having some fun outside on this particular afternoon.Regardless of feelings somewhat safe, I was very nervous as I stripped down in my bedroom and walked towards the sliding door on my deck. Always being prepared, I had a towel and small bottle of massage oil to help lubricate me while I did my thing. I glanced around to make sure the coast was clear and stepped through the door. I had only done this one time before, but it was very late at night and I had found it extremely erotic and exhilarating. This time I was practically shaking with excitement and a little fear. I saw that the coast was clear, so I settled into the lounge chair I had set up, squirted a healthy amount of oil into my left hand, and began to enjoy myself.I began fantasizing about a woman I work with, in fact she is an older woman who I have found to be very sexually attractive. She is in her early 50s with grayish hair, but her style is impeccable. She favors crisp white blouses and knee length skirts, and frequently wears white pantyhose. Her skirts typically are split on the side and since she sits nearby my office I frequently get full, unfettered glimpses of her thighs. She is trim and quite busty, and as I view her bra through her white blouses I imagine how lacy and soft they must be and what her mature breasts look like when she removes it at night when she gets home from work. I was picturing her in my mind in just her panties and bra, and stroking my now full erection, when I got an eerie sense that I wasn't alone.I slowly eased back on my self-pleasuring and cracked open my eyes, as I glanced to my left (towards my neighbors house...) I noticed the figure of a woman standing on the deck with a watering can, going one by one to each of the many plants on the deck! Panic enveloped me as I figured my neighbor was home from work, but then I realized that it wasn't her, but someone older. I knew that if I stood up this person would instantly recognize that I was naked, however if she stepped forward to the railing of her deck to water the plants that hung off the side it would also be readily apparent that I didn't have anything on. I was frozen with fear. I didn't move as she worked her way from plant to plant, tending to those nearest the house first and working her way outward towards the ones on the railing.I was still in an advanced stage of excitement (i.e. hard as a rock), and although I had been prepared with a towel, it was on a table about 5 feet away. I had nothing to cover myself with. I decided to pretend that I was asleep, and through my half open I eyes I saw that as this lady reached the edge of her deck that she had spotted me. My heart was racing a mile a minute and butterflies filled my stomach. She stopped abruptly, but didn't withdraw. She stood there momentarily and then slowly began watering each of the six hanging plants that were spread along the railing. All the while I could tell her attention was quickly moving from her watering to the view of me across the yard. I also saw that she, like the woman I had just been fantasizing about, was also older, probably more in her late 50s. She was heavyset with short brownish hair, and wore a long white tshirt and navy blue shorts that came to mid-thigh. I could also see that she had on brown sandals.I thought that she would retreat when she was done, but after watering the last plant she returned to the center of the deck and leaned up against the railing. I was uncertain if she would call out to me, or go inside and call the police. She remained there at least for 2 minutes (which seemed like an eternity to me), and I eventually realized that 1) she wasn't going to call the cops and was probably enjoying the sight of a naked man on the deck across the yard, and 2) I was still horny as all get-out. I reached down slowly with my left hand, and without moving my head or torso, began to masturbate once again. I had a copious amount of pre-cum quickly leaking from my penis that added to the slickness of the oil and the feeling was incredible. As I continued to keep my eyes only half-opened I noticed my 'neighbor' plant her hands palms-down on the deck railing, and my interpretation of her body language was that she was indeed interested in what she was seeing, and wasn't about to go back inside (or water any more plants!).As I stroked myself (by the way, without bragging I should say that I am quite well endowed, and keep my body in very good shape through lots of physical labor and bicycling), I ever so slowly increased my speed. Putting on a show like this was a completely new experience for me and, combined with the fact that I was doing it outdoors, my body was quite literally tingling with sexual sensations. As I would occasionally glance at my 'audience' I found it difficult to tell if she knew that I knew that she was watching. But it really didn't matter to me. When I saw her slip her left hand inside her shorts, I almost came instantly. But I knew I wanted to hold out for as long as possible since I now had an indirect participant. Through the deck railing and slats it was very easy for me to see her hand working between her legs, inside her pants, and her right hand remained braced on the railing. I have never had a lover or my wife masturbate in front of me, so seeing this woman touching and rubbing herself was a fantasy come true. It did not matter that she looked to be as old as my mom, or that she was overweight. She was as beautiful as Jennifer Anniston to me at that moment. I was soon stroking at full pace, and my hips were gyrating as I thrust my erection into and out of my slippery left hand. Before I knew it my orgasm was upon me, and my initial spasms only resulted in 2 short, small bursts of semen onto my pubic hair. However they were followed by 4-5 of the strongest contractions I have EVER felt when masturbating. The first stream of come actually landed on my left shoulder and cheek, and the remainder fell like rain on my chest and stomach. I continued to milk myself as I looked at my 'partner' who was rubbing herself almost in a frenzied manner across the way (thinking back now the only way this could have been better was if she had pulled her shorts and underwear down so I could actually see her masturbating...).As my orgasm subsided and my breathing returned to normal I took another look over and the Lady Voyeur was gone as quickly as she had appeared. No sign of her. I waited a few moments, darted over to get my towel and ran into the house. I showered and dressed, and throughout the afternoon glanced out the windows of my house to see if there was any sign of her. No sight, no sound. I left the next morning at 6:00 am with friends for 2 days at a lake about an hour away, and when I came home Sunday evening I noticed that my neighbors were on their deck, grilling and having drinks. But no sign of the mystery lady. It was only a few days ago when I was out back doing yard work that I ran into Ned (my neighbor) and found out that they had been away down the shore for four days. I mentioned I had noticed a woman on their deck watering the plants the previous Friday and he told me it was his mother who came over to look in on the house, feed the cat (which I didn't even know they had...) and to water the plants! I can't wait until they go on vacation again...

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