Ok off I go to take the pic, heres something to read in the meantime
(I was about 18) when my parents took me
to Moraira (Spain) with them for a 2 week holiday. They had rented a
villa about a mile inland from the town. The area was hilly and there
were lots of small developments of attached and detached properties
in the area - some seemingly perched on the side of precipitous
slopes. Ours was the end one of a block of about 8. It was 3 storeys,
though looked to be only a single storey when viewed from the uphill
side! But when indoors, it had super views across to the town and
some sea/beach views and some partial views of the communal (small)
pool just below us and to one side.
My bedroom was on the top floor and had a small balcony. I got to
really enjoy standing on the balcony before getting into bed and
listening to the night sounds and looking at the view. This one
evening, I guess it must have been quiet late as I remember I'd been
out for a meal and drinks etc with my parents and had then met with
some other people my age (including a few guys!!) before returning.
I had undressed for bed and had spent a while on the balcony as
usual. It was a warm night - as usual - and I guess I was pretty
relaxed from the meal and wine and stuff. I eventually got onto the
bed, the temperature sufficient for me to just use a loose sheet over
me (though I wore a cotton nightie as well). I liked to leave a
window ajar, though always had a mosquito repellent on in the room as
well! (Typical girlie!! Lol) I hadn't been there long when I heard
what I thought was giggling and hushed voices from outside. Being
curious I tiptoed to the window. The noise was coming from the pool
area, and I soon realised someone was unlocking the gate (it was
always locked but 'residents' had keys). I remained watching and
listening and pretty quickly discerned that it was a couple - a man
and a woman. My view of the pool was limited, especially from inside
my room, but presently I saw them both in the moonlight. I saw them
both walk to the edge of the pool, embrace and kiss and take off what
looked like each other's towelling robe or dressing gown. I was
aghast to see they were naked underneath. My heart started beating
and I found myself quietly opening the balcony door and stealing onto
the balcony to see better. My next clear view was of them still stood
and embracing but this time she had one hand firmly placed on his
erection and was clearly playing with him. They were in their 30's as
a guess, and looked pretty fit - at least they weren't by any means
fat or such like. I could hear their now subdued whispers though I
couldn't make out what was said. I watched as they got into the
water, quietly, at the shallow end. My heart was racing and beating
loud enough to be heard in the town (!! lol) as I somehow seemed to
know what they were going to do.
After a short while playing around intimately with one another, and
now against the side of the pool, I saw the woman grab the pool side
and the guy position himself between her legs and heard her gasp as
he entered her. I guess too that the sound of the water further
evidenced their sexual activity as they started to do it. All this,
together with the 'naughtiness' associated with seeing something I
shouldn't, had affected me and I was myself very sexually aroused by
this time. Shamefully I have to admit that I even found I'd let one
hand slip down to myself as I watched and listened. (blushes!)
Eventually I heard the guy say 'I'm cumming' and the woman repeatedly
encourage him in an urgent and (even if I say so myself) very sexy
and hushed manner 'go on, go on'. And then 'oh, yes, yes'. They
stayed still for a few seconds before he pulled himself out of the
pool. I was intent on looking at his body as he did so, though it
wasn't light enough to see too much in detail. But I'd somehow lost
grip of my own situation - or perhaps he'd sensed someone was
watching. Anyway as he stood up from the pool he saw me. My balcony
was brick (or at least solid) to about my waist height but it must
have been evident that I was watching him/them and I was stunned by
the thought that he'd maybe seen the shaking movement of my arm (my
hand was busy!!! Blushes). I just seemed rooted to the spot for some
reason; my legs wouldn't move though I felt my stomach turn with
guilt at being discovered and my face flushed. But he stood directly
facing me as if wanting to show me everything he had. The woman had
got out by then and he must have said something to her as she got
out. By this time my feet had agreed to respond to my brain and I had
started to make for my room but as I did so my last view was of her
stood slightly behind him, both facing me, with one hand reached
around and holding his penis as if just for me to see. The very next
night, at about the same time, I again heard muffled voices and
giggles. I fought with myself over whether to spy again or not,
laying in bed half of me wanting the thrill the other half racked
with guilt and modesty. But unlike the previous night, this time
there didn't seem to be any noise from the water and eventually I let
myself steal a peep from the window. I could hear whispers and an
occasional giggle but couldn't see anyone. Unsure whether it was in
fact the same couple, I ventured onto the balcony. There was no more
or less light than the previous night, but nonetheless sufficient for
me to make out that it was the same couple. This time they were on
the area beside the pool, nearest my balcony, rather than in the
pool. My first view of them found him stood facing my balcony,
wearing his towelling robe, but it was undone and open, and the woman
was sitting on one of the loungers sucking his penis. After a short
while he got her to lay down and slipped his robe off and climbed on
top of her and they started to do it. I was absolutely torn between
enjoying the spectacle and watching/hearing them, or fleeing back to
my room. Everything told me I should do the latter, but my 'wicked'
side wanted to watch! I was expecting them to finish off in that
position, but instead they moved so that she was kneeling facing my
balcony while he penetrated her from behind. Like that, they were
both face on to me. I know it sounds stupid and idiotic now to say I
didn't think that they did that on purpose, but at the time it didn't
occur to me. I was so enthralled and aroused watching them that I
don't think I realised that they were watching me too until sometime
close to his orgasm. Then, and only then, did I become aware that
actually both were looking directly at me. And despite the fact that
I was trying to keep as low down and in the shadows as best I could.
To my shame and embarrassment I have to admit that at that moment I
found that a real turn-on and rather than hide or run I let myself be
seen more and be seen to be watching. I found that soooo horny at
that moment. Then I heard him say he was going to cum; they seemed to
be louder than last time, and less inhibited and looking back I
should have been nervous about other people hearing if I'd been them,
but at the time it didn't seem to bother them. He blurted
out 'f***ing hell' a couple of times his eyes seemingly firmly fixed
in my direction as he had his orgasm. It was clear that being watched
was a big turn on for them both. Oh, and watching got me going to!!
Lol.