I Enjoy Upskirt Views
Yes, I admit it. I love looking up a woman’s or a girls skirt. I love seeing panty or even bush on those rare occasions. I love knowing that they don’t know that I am looking, that I am seeing something that gets me aroused.
Over the years I’ve looked up my skirts and dresses. I remember as a kid growing up riding a train, I saw a woman standing and I saw that her slip was showing about an inch or so. My little boy dick got hard. My eyes were fixed. Now I know what I describe isn’t “upskirt” but to me it fits the category as I was seeing her underwear without her being aware. Of course she saw me staring at her.
“What you looking at boy” she’d say. Realizing what I was staring at she laughed and immediately adjusted her wardrobe. “I know you like what you saw sugar, be you a bit older I’d let you see more.” She laughed and I felt embarrassed and she laughed even more.
I just know what I like. I’ve always been a voyeur. Call it taboo, or pervert. I like what I like.
Over the years I’ve looked up my skirts and dresses. I remember as a kid growing up riding a train, I saw a woman standing and I saw that her slip was showing about an inch or so. My little boy dick got hard. My eyes were fixed. Now I know what I describe isn’t “upskirt” but to me it fits the category as I was seeing her underwear without her being aware. Of course she saw me staring at her.
“What you looking at boy” she’d say. Realizing what I was staring at she laughed and immediately adjusted her wardrobe. “I know you like what you saw sugar, be you a bit older I’d let you see more.” She laughed and I felt embarrassed and she laughed even more.
I just know what I like. I’ve always been a voyeur. Call it taboo, or pervert. I like what I like.
