[Voyeur] Upskirt stories

[panchiralover]

I'm 23 years old. I also enjoy the sight of upskirts, and I'm also into panties.
Unfortunately, the opportunities don't present themselves very often, so I'm stuck with the resources available online, although I have found that typing your search in a different language shows you different results.
Might be worth the try.

[Lucky_doug]

Today I saw probably one of the best upskirts I have ever seen! It occurred on the London Underground. Let me tell you, I have seen a fair few upskirts travelling on the ‘Tube’ over the years.

This is how I work. I try to pick out potential targets before boarding. First, I look for an attractive woman, she really doesn’t have to be overly beautiful, but it helps. She should be wearing a shortish skirt/dress. Then I aim to sit across from her. The rest often is left in the ‘lap of the gods.’

On this occasion I noticed her skirt, stylish, tight and tapered, and black, just above the knee. She was also free of tights, stockings or pantihose. This made the job a little easier. This woman was clearly stylish, good looking, and gave me the impression she was an air hostess, she was blonde, slim, gorgeous, and probably in her mid-thirties.

As the carriage started to move her legs were moving slightly. My impression was that she was a little ‘ill-at-ease’, anxious or perhaps she just needed to pee. As we continued on our journey her legs were definitely drifting apart, not sufficient to see anything, and even though her light skin didn't hide anything the lighting in the tunnels was less than ideal. However, a factor in my favour was that her skirt had ridden up her upper legs. I realised my initial suspicion could be correct as we were heading out towards the airport. We were now travelling above ground. (Please note that large sections of the London Underground as you move out to the suburbs are above ground.)

It had been miserable day earlier, drizzly rain, but that had cleared up and the sun had emerged from behind the dark clouds. Light was now streaming into the carriage; this certainly helped my task of observing this sexy girl opposite me. I would have to stay on the train and miss my stop if I intended to see this out to the end!

My heart was beating really quickly. The train went under a bridge, and the light was temporarily shut off. As we emerged and light relit the interior, the train entered a curve on the track. This resulted in the suns position coming from behind me and illuminating my quarry perfectly. I could not have set it better. My stewardess chose to open her legs a little further. I could now see right up her skirt and wonder of wonders, her little ‘white triangle,’ her sexy white lacy panties which were so clearly illuminated that I could see the texture of the material, and dare I say, a few stray pubes, her pussy was begging for the light too! The shadow of her pussy was also visible through the gossamer gauze of those, oh, so flimsy panties.

This view held for about 30 seconds, which if you think about it is quite a while. I was spell-bound, not daring to look away. I possibly could have held my breath the whole while.

When she alighted at the Airport, I followed a little behind, oops, sorry for the pun, crossed the tracks and took the next train back to town. As I made my way back to the train it was as if I was floating on air, sitting on a cloud, just thinking of what I had just witnessed. Those beautiful, thin, sexy, and minimal white lacy panties. She may have thought only she knew the secret; my secret is that I knew too!

I have to say, everything after that would have been an anticlimax. That is essentially what happened. Nevertheless, my initial journey and the view I got to enjoy really made my day!

[TerryD1471]

I was working away from the office at a client's premises some distance away. One of our staff was a lady just a couple of years older than me and she arrived late on the train. I picked her up from the station and drove her back to the hotel where we were all staying. I carried her suitcase for her and she insisted on preceding me up the stairs to her hotel room. Her skirt was quite short and I expected a quick view of her knickers. Imagine my surprise when instead I saw a lovely expanse of bottom beneath her tights uncluttered by any panties. There was a wisp of pubic hair escaping between her thighs and the experience lasted several seconds as we climbed the stairs.

One of my colleagues later told me that she was known for ensuring that men she liked always got an eyeful.

[EyefunJo]

Every time I get my teeth cleaned, I go to the same familiar dental clinic. This time, there was a new assistant I hadn’t seen before. She looked Vietnamese, probably in her mid-thirties to early forties. The staff at this clinic usually wear light blue medical tops, and the women typically wear jeans. But this new assistant was wearing a gray short skirt.

I’ve always had a thing for legs, so the moment I walked in, I couldn’t help staring at hers.
When it was my turn, I lay down on the dental chair. The dentist was a petite woman, and she lowered the chair quite low for easier access. At one point, the assistant came into the room after being called by the dentist to get something. She had her back to me, standing only about five to six feet away from my chair. Since I was lying down so low with my mouth wide open, I had a perfect view up her skirt.

She was wearing panties that looked grayish-purple, seemingly a Victoria’s Secret style. She stayed there for quite a while organizing things, and I just kept staring straight up at her panties the entire time. The dentist was working on my teeth right above my head and had no idea what I was looking at.

My next cleaning is in six months. I really hope this assistant is still working there — she has really nice legs.

[TerryD1471]

I was on holiday with my family in the 1980s and we had gone to a theme park with a large ride-on model railway. It was American themed and having had a ride, I sat down in a place where I could see incoming trains.

As a train arrived I was watching the visitors disembark and most were sitting astride coaches from which people had to swing their legs over as they got off. I realised that there might be a chance of an upskirt view, but when a middle -aged lady swung her legs over, instead of the white knicker clad view I expected, I saw a thick black line between her thighs. It took a moment to realise that she wasn't wearing knickers and that I had had a glimpse of the promised land. Well, not promised to me, obviously!

[TerryD1471]

I almost feel ashamed at relating this story because the lady in question was truly a lady.
In my teens when I returned from school, I frequently found that my mother was entertaining a couple of neighbouring ladies to an afternoon cup of tea.

One of these ladies I found quite attractive; her name was Margaret and she was always very well presented. She sat opposite me with her legs crossed and I found myself always trying to catch a glimpse up her skirt. I guess it must have been obvious that I found her attractive, even though she was 20 years my senior, because my mother made vaguely discouraging remarks about her. I guessed that her marriage might have been unfulfilling as she had no children.

Many years later it happened that I met her when she and I were visiting my mother who was in hospital and I had a hug from her; I realised that there was more than just a little affection in that hug. There was a genuine yearning and it left a poignant impression on me. But what could I have done? I was married in middle 40s and she was?

[Gnome72141]

My sister and her daughter were over this weekend. Daughter is 22.

She had sporty clothes on with a very short black skirt. I assume it was a sporty skirt with shorts under it, but she sat down and bright white underwear showing the entire afternoon for about four hours.

She was aware of it at first, but then she didn't care and let it show.

It did nothing for me, obviously, but the other guests (including women) all stared at her all afternoon.

Her mother (my sister) pointed it out to her, but she clearly didn't care whatsoever. My sister whispered to me, "I would have died ten times over, but she is probably annoyed at herself that she even wore underwear in the first place! If I didn't give birth to her, I wouldn't think she was even mine!"

Reminds me of when my wife was at a wedding shower 20 years ago and the bride (early 20s at the time) wore a tiny skirt with no panties, and all 20 women there complained at her the entire time and kept tossing blankets her way but she refused to cover herself.

[lafemmeemily]

my favorite upskirt story is how i met my husband. i was finishing lunch at an outdoor cafe and i saw this handsome dude come to the hostess station to pick up a take out order. i thought, hmmm, he could take me out. i was maybe 15 feet away, wearing a short skirt. and i don't wear panties and didn't back then, either. i noticed him look at my legs, so i did sort of a drawn out sharon stone move. i do that move very well. i deliberately flashed him but i tried to make it look unintentional.

i'm sure he saw something i wanted him to see. he left, and i paid my check and went out on the sidewalk to see where he went. i spotted him at a bus stop nearby. i walked over and pretended i was waiting for the same bus. i really wasn't. my workplace was a block and a half away. i struck up a conversation. i wanted to see what his reaction would be talking to a girl who had just flashed him. i was flirty and he was very friendly and grew increasingly charming. he had taken a bus on his lunch break to pick up lunch and was headed back to work. we boarded the bus along with the other passengers. i sat on an empty seat and said, here, sit with me! he did, and we introduced ourselves. i'm thinking, he knows i'm not wearing panties. usually that gets into a guy's mind. we talked until we got to his stop, and we exchanged phone numbers so we could get together again. i was still pretending that i was supposed to be on that bus, so a few stops later, i got off and crossed the street to wait for a bus in the opposite direction, because i still had work to do, even if i'd just met *the* guy for me.

he did call me that evening. our first date was panty free, of course. i did invite him to my place at the end of the evening, and that was our first overnight together, too. i actually became monogamous for this guy!

we eventually moved in together and a couple years later, got married. we have a daughter, my mini-me who is actually a little taller than me.

but i never admitted to him that i deliberately flashed my girl parts at him. maybe he he's figured out that i did. lol

emily