Backdoor Bathroom Voyeur

It was a cold fall Friday night in my normally quiet college town. Myself and one of my roommates, Jay, were at home making a game plan for the evening. Our other roommates had already headed off to happy hour and we assured them we would meet up with them later. We were sitting around in our boxers, smoking joints and downing one beer after another. We generally hated the atmosphere of happy hour and preferred to get drunk on our own before hitting the bar scene.

Suddenly the phone rang and neither of us were interested in leaving our comfortable seats to answer it. We figured it was our roommates calling to harass us for not joining them so we decided to let it rang. Finally the ringing stopped, but then it started up again. After 3 or 4 calls, Jay decided to get the phone incase it was an emergency. To our delight, it wasnt our roommates, but Jay's cousin Stacy. I had never met Stacy, but I heard the stories. She was actually Jay's 2nd cousin, but a cousin is a cousin right?

Stacy was a senior in high school back in our home town. I had seen a few pictures of her, but it was Jay's description of her that remained in my head. She was italian, just like Jay, stood about 5-5, maybe 110 pounds with long black hair, stunning green eyes and a figure that would make a dead man hard. She was calling to ask Jay if her and a friend could come down to visit for the night. She had visited before, while I was back home, so it was nothing new for her to ask to visit.

Stacy and her friend Liz arrived shortly after 9pm and Jay and I were already wasted. Jay introduced me to both girls and I began praying that I was not suffering the effects of beer goggles. Both girls were incredible and Stacy fit Jay's description to a T. Liz was a little bit taller and thicker, with short blonde hair, big blue eyes and full pouty lips. Both girls were wearing sweaters and jeans that clung to their round firm asses.

We invited the girls in and took a seat in the living room. Jay brought all of us beers and we sat around chatting for awhile. After a couple beers, we decided to play some drinking games because the girls were anxious to get intoxicated and we were happy to oblige. An hour or so later, Jay passed around a joint and the 4 of us reached new levels of intoxication. Jay suggested we move our small party to the front porch and he turned on some music and moved the speakers towards the windows.

Once outside, our drunk and high high school girls began dancing with each other. Jay and I sat back and observed as the two girls began freaking each other and caressing one another in a teasing fashion. Then they climbed up on the railing and began dancing with the poles while our neighbors across the street began whistling at them. Both girls ignored the neighbors and focused their attention on us. With beers in thier hands, they began running their hands up their sweaters, giving us glimpses of their sexy bras. Both girls were equally stacked with tight abs and beautiful curves.

Around midnight, all of us were completely trashed and moved the party back inside. Liz was struggling to stay awake so Jay offered to take her upstairs and find her a place to rest. Once they disappeared, Stacy asked me if she could take a shower so she could sober up. I knew the bathroom upstairs was in better shape and unoccupied, but our basement shower had some additional features, namely, a peep hole in the wall. I led Stacy into the basement and showed her the bathroom.

I told her I was going back upstairs and to hollar if she needed anything. I did go upstairs, but only for a minute, to grab another cold one before I quietly descended the stairs again and went into an ajoining room. What Stacy did not realize was that we drilled a good size hole in the wall directly across from the shower and covered it in the bathroom with a useless vent. From inside the bathroom, it appeared to be a normal vent, but anyone with common sense would have thought a vent in the middle of the wall was a bit odd.

I pulled up a chair and sat there in the dark with my beer as I watched Stacy prepare for her shower. As she slowly removed her sweater and t-shirt, my cock began to swell at the sight of her firm tits. she was wearing a sexy pink lace bra that barely supported her 34c mellons. Then she proceeded to lower her jeans, revealing a matching pink thong. Before she removed the rest, she turned on the shower and tested the water. At the same time, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my semi hard cock and began stroking it.

Once the water was nice and warm, Stacy reached around back and undid her bra, dropping it to the floor. As she turned to face the wall, I was scared that our hole would be descovered but she didnt notice a thing. What I noticed were two tiny pink nipples resting comfortable on her perky tits. Then she bent down and disappeared from my view as she removed her thong. When she reappeared, she stepped into the shower and my stroking grew more intense as the hot stream poured onto her body.

She began lathering up with soap and washing her delicate body. Her hands caressed and cupped her tits as she washed. Then she moved down to her crotch and began washing her tiny patch of dark pubic hair. The thought of her touching herself almost made me cum that instance. Stacy then proceeded to turn around and wash her ass as the water washed away the foam. Her buns looked incredible. Young, round and firm, she was every mans dream.

I continued stroking while observing her every move. With soap still covering parts of her body, she suddendly stepped out of the shower and towards the door. I quickly stopped what I was doing so I could see what she was up to. With my cock at full attention, sticking straight out of my pants, I stood up as she began calling my name. Realizing that she might be suspicious why I was in the next room, I remained quiet, but she kept calling my name and her hollars were getting louder.