My Summer Voyeur Experience

Many years ago, I used to spend my vacations with my friends; my school girlfriend and her husband. This was a time when we went together for vacation. She was with her children and husband and I was alone with only my son. It was summer when the story happened. We were in a resort around the area of the great lakes (in my country). We had rented a nice large, multi-room cottage. In the evenings, I read books mostly, but that day was different. When my friends went to sleep, I did not want to read and I did not want to sleep either. So, I went out to the terrace in front of the living room and stretched out on the wooden floor, just staring at the sky. I was lying there a long time when I noticed that my friends’ bedroom window was not far away. The voices that came from there were unmistakable; there was murmuring, whistling, and whispers along with various “yes, yes, yes,” and “here, here, ooooh.” It lasted quite a long time and then it was quiet. I was lying there dreamily and started to feel the wetness between my legs. I decided to postpone going back to bed, because I knew what I wanted to do instead. The anticipation of which excited me more and more. After a few minutes I could no longer cope with it. Because of the quiet snoring coming from the nearby window, I decided to go back to my room so as not to disturb my friends. In that moment, a light in the next window lit up, this time just above my head. It was their bathroom. I stood up to quietly return to my room when I saw a thin crack in the bathroom curtain, right through the window. My heart started pounding louder than the bedroom voices were! I tried not to think too much and took a look inside. In the shower cabin, sideways to me, my friend was standing and washing her pussy. I was ready to leave, because I felt a bit stupid as if I was watching someone peeing, but realized it was somehow strange to me. She was constantly adjusting the water and shower nozzle until I realized that she was not washing herself. She was masturbating. After a while she, under running water and while firmly rubbing her crotch, genuinely reached an amazing orgasm. (Perhaps she could finish without pretending this time.) I saw her trembling more and more. Then, with slightly bent legs, she slipped to the floor of the shower, closed her eyes, and put the shower head between her legs. She was shaking with convulsions for quite a while. I could not stop watching her, but I did not wat to get caught either so I quietly slipped back to my room. I stood inside, leaning against the door with my hand in my panties. I listened and waited for her to return to her room and had only one wish: to get myself to the same state she was just in. What happened next was one of the fastest standing orgasms in my life. I even had the same trembling and convulsions! It was amazing. That was my holiday adventure as a voyeur.