I BECAME A VOYEUR IN SPITE OF MYSELF

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I BECAME A VOYEUR IN SPITE OF MYSELFCan you imagine seeing all those nude high-school girls who showed up for their annual check up? That must be very hot and exciting…In my youth, as a young college graduate, I was sent to a mountainous province to teach at a complementary school of adult learners aged 18 to 32.Naturally I had to behave properly, warding off sex scenes or sex topics in our conversations for fear of being spied on by my students. In fact’s themes hardly have a place in our Asian culture and literature, let alone voyeurism which is considered to be deviant, highly offensive and an immoral act. Tom peepers once being caught red-handed will be shamefully insulted, heavily beaten without judgment or subject to disciplinary measures and despised by all their schoolmates, colleagues or neighbours.Yet the incident did happen strangely and safely to me during a medical check-up.I still remembered that day when my two colleagues and I went to the provincial hospital for a chest X-ray. When we arrived there, I saw a group of young girls waiting in the corridor. A nurse told me that they came from a junior high school specially reserved for highlands pupils of various ethnic minorities such as Tay, Nung, Dao, H’mong, etc. Guessing my surprise about their school age, she further explained that, as a privilege, these mountainous young girls were exempt from the age limit in their school, hence most of them had reached maturity in the age range 18-20 despite their short stature. bahis siteleri canlı Furthermore, they enjoyed free medical care offered by the public hospital. Not long after our arrival, the door of the examination room opened and the group of “schoolgirls” were led in. Only some fifteen minutes later, the door reopened and we were invited to the same room by another nurse, notwithstanding our bewilderment before such absence of privacy regulations.On my entrance, I was first blinded by the darkness but soon my vision was regained and I found that the room had neither partitions nor curtains. It was improperly darkened and obscurity was all the more incomplete because of the red light. And…good heavens! I startled to see as in a mist that all the young girls were topless. A wild guess suddenly occurred in my mind: perhaps the middle-aged radiologist had ordered these mountainous young girls to completely remove their several layers of clothing and stay bare-breasted while queuing up for their chest X-ray in order to save time. Or it is highly likely that his patriarchal, despotic and anti-human dignity decision might also stem from his lustful desire for viewing those blossoming breasts! All things considered, willy-nilly this offered a thrilling, highly erotic view. Though not endowed with a fair complexion, the young girls all looked healthy, full of life and primitively cute with their growing breasts. Obviously too, in spite of my irreproachable teacher’s conduct, bet siteleri I couldn’t miss the scene while waiting for my turn at a table farther, near the door with my friends. Feigning unconcern and interest while observing a strict silence, I stealthily turned my gaze towards the half-naked schoolgirls. I opened wide my eyes, trying to discern the enticing curves of those budding breasts regardless of the dim, darkened light. Even the contour of their titties made a difference as this was a unique free show, and a real one, far more superior than the nudes I saw in Playboy magazines or on the screen. There were bumps, lemons, immature breasts and few melons, bouncers or well-formed bosoms but how nice and sexy they were because of their youthful appearance and virginity. My eye caught sight of one of the busty girl. She was a full-bosomed schoolgirl with thrusting, chubby and round-shaped melons. The sight of her small tits gradually turned me on. My cock grew so hard that it stood in massive erection in my trousers. I thought that my scrotum was also starting to shrink and tighten up. My angry dick raised the head so high upwards as if to erect a mast within my pants. Thrusting one hand in my pocket, I tried to squeeze my stubborn penis to camouflage voyeurism. The young girls were now busy re-wearing their thick garments. But, in a split second ,I managed to catch a glimpse of another schoolgirl’s muffins with protruding big nipples and hairs in her armpits.Come on! en güvenilir bahis sitesi It’s our turn now!The tap of my colleague on my shoulder in a soft voice startled me and brought me back to reality while my thoughts were still roaming about the real show of such erotic images! In the days that followed, they occasionally flashed back in my memory even when I was at work. In my contact with the female students in my school when the occasion arose I riskily stole a glance at their chest, trying to guess what was covered under the fabric of their bras: bumps, bullets, ninny-jugs, chestiness or sagging figure? Sometimes, when I was sitting at my desk preparing the teaching plans, the sudden memories of this “free show” returned and made me horny in a bothering way. I ha d to repress them and soothe my hard-on by abusing myself. The vision of those budding, blossoming and bouncing tits even appeared during sleep. The mountainous girls seemed to be dancing erotically in a pin-up dance. They blatantly stripped to their underwear and sexily showed their enlarged nipples and perky breasts to my face. They looked very good for licking and sucking. In a fit of orgasm, I made haste to grab them and stumbled against a stool. This woke me up and I quickly realized that it was only a wet dream since my cock was still swinging and throbbing with jets of cum freely spurting out on my groin and underpants. That was the price of my being a voyeur in spite of myself due to the lack of a sexual partner in my youthful, sexually active days. However, I consoled myself for having enjoyed a topless show while retaining the reputation of a correct young teacher free from any scandal and “shameful” act after the teachings of Confucian ethics!

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