[Voyeur] Upskirt stories

[Windsorm]

Originally Posted by twowide

We'ed collected the "Returned Books", carted them into the Stock Room, and sorted them out ready for stacking. As we loaded them onto the trolley, my companion, a 20 something, blonde, single parent, said she didn't want to be late as she had a Date who was picking her up fom the Car Park. I shoved the trolley to the first rack and she seized the largest tranch of tomes, clutching them to her torso as she squatted down on her 4" stilettos. Out popped her nipples from her black and red trimmed shelf-bra, clearly visible through her sheer, plunging white blouse. "Stand in front of me." she begged as she swivelled on her toes, her legs now wide apart. "Why?" I asked. "There's perverts in here" she stated. "They come from Spoonfeeders just to look at us girls!" "But I can see straight up your mini-skirt ! Black nylons. Black suspenders trimmed with red, and a matching black and red thong ! Just like your Bra !" "Ah. But you're a decent, Married bloke with kids." she intoned, a fine pair of hanging tits displayed as she crouched, kneeling to push the Volumes further along the shelf.

That almost reads like fiction.

[twowide]

Originally Posted by Windsorm

That almost reads like fiction.

I can assure you I was amazed. The Women Assistants were very "exclusive", not wanting to work with a semi-retired Bloke. So I was unable to get a Full-Time Post. Suddenly, due to illness causing absence, I found myself working alongside one of the more acceptable women. The "incident" was well worth the "agro", even though I didn't stay there too long afterwards ! Other "work rotor events" were even stranger, with "seniors" abandoning their Posts to ready themselves for an "After Work Girls Party", leaving "Job-Experience-Teenagers" to run the place, whilst they "got-made-up" in the Ladies Locker Room ! And, as the only Bloke, I used to get asked to accompany them to the Car Park after the Evening Shift, because of "A Gathering of Youths" in the Town Centre.

[EyefunJo]

As the weather starts to cool down, you’ve got to seize every chance to catch the few girls still willing to wear skirts. Last week, we had a few surprisingly hot days, and when I went grocery shopping with my wife, I was thrilled to spot another woman in a short skirt. She was a young mom, blonde with fair skin, wearing a spaghetti-strap tank top and a small backpack, pushing a cart with a kid, maybe two or three years old, sitting in it. She was making funny faces to keep the kid giggling. I even made a goofy face at the kid as I passed by.

When she got to the frozen section, checking out chicken thighs and breasts, she leaned over the cart, one hand resting on it, her body turned slightly. The hem of her skirt lifted high on one side, revealing the cutest little panties underneath—gray, snug, and hugging her curves perfectly. Her ass was firm and round, not sagging at all, paired with her slim, toned legs. It was a sight that left me feeling pretty damn good inside.

[EyefunJo]

With the internet’s rise and the loosening of conservative norms, people can easily find all sorts of explicit content online. It feels like fewer and fewer people get a thrill from something as simple as an upskirt moment in everyday life, like I do. I love this thread and want to keep it alive and buzzing.

A couple of afternoons ago, I took my wife to a cozy nearby café, where soft music played in the background. We ordered a small cake and some drinks, settling in for a relaxing time. The café had a quaint little nook with two comfy armchairs and a low coffee table between them. My wife was wearing a short, tight skirt, and as she sat on the armchair, her slender, pale legs were on full display—a sight I adore. When she didn’t cross her legs, I could catch glimpses of her yellow panties underneath. I’m sure others passing by could see it too, their eyes darting to the flash of color between her thighs.

I love upskirts, and there’s something exhilarating about knowing the woman by my side is unknowingly—or maybe knowingly—giving others a peek. The thrill of catching other men stealing glances at my wife’s legs, thinking no one notices their lingering stares, sends a rush of excitement through me that’s hard to describe.

[Gnome72141]

Originally Posted by EyefunJo

With the internet’s rise and the loosening of conservative norms, people can easily find all sorts of explicit content online. It feels like fewer and fewer people get a thrill from something as simple as an upskirt moment in everyday life, like I do.

Even though I can see whatever I want online every day, nothing beats seeing something very simple in real life. I can look at downblouse pics all day long, but seeing even a HINT of downblouse in real life is 10000x more exciting. Even seeing a woman simply braless IRL is so much more exciting. I am not really into upskirts all that much, but I have noticed that I have been getting views up my wife's sister's dresses and skirts way more often as she's getting more careless these days, and I don't mind getting a view now and then.

[Lucky_doug]

A couple of Sundays ago it was unseasonably warm, this is always a golden opportunity to bring women out dressed to reveal their intimate wear.

I went for a walk to a local park where I was not disappointed. There were many families in attendance and the vast majority in attendance were dressed in summer frocks or dresses which would afford me every chance to catch a wonderful glimpse of their panties or other protected ‘goodies.’

I ambled slowly through the park looking for suitable targets to focus on. A mum wearing a particularly short dress, or a woman sitting in a provocative position to invite further scrutiny.

On my first pass I noticed two young mums talking to each other, each had a pram with a little toddler quietly ensconced in it. They were sitting on the grass, one had her legs crossed with her dress pulled over them, thus, hiding whatever lay below. Her friend had her knees together but raised, this had serious potential as her dress was not pulled far enough over them to hide her pretty derrière. As I walked past it was already clear that I could see her black panties. Her legs were not drawn sufficiently close together to deny a view of her crotch as her nates met the grass.

I decided to circle back to take in another glimpse of this simple vista. I performed a wide arc and returned. Mum with raised knees had raised them a little further, and I’m sure her knees had parted a little further. This provided not just a thin view of her black pantied crotch but further evidence of a very pretty pussy and muff.

Her friend, on the other hand, had not moved, and was still being uncooperative with her treasures.
I decided to take a seat on the grass a small distance away from where I could take in everything that would transpire.

From where I was sitting, mum with black panties continued to give me an unobstructed visual show of her black-pantied pussy. I was enjoying this immensely as extended shows were usually a rarity. Her crossed-leg girlfriend was, up to now not ‘playing ball.’

Just then there was an uncharacteristic gust of wind that ruffled the women’s hair, and some of their clothes. It was at this point that she decided to straighten her dress that was covering her knees so tidily. She grabbed it, and with what seemed an exaggerated action, lifted it clear of her legs. This afforded me a completely uninterrupted glimpse of her legs, pretty thighs, and pink panties and a very suggestive plump pussy mound. In that brief but all encompassing second I took it all in, and I’m sure I also witnessed a clear cleft or ‘camel-toe’ in her pink panties.

Two for the price of one, as they say. It made my afternoon constitutional all the more worth it.

Tell me, dear reader what didcyou get up to?