M Street Swimming Baths (Voyeur)

29 Ekim 2021 0 Yazar: sexhikayeleri

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M Street Swimming Baths (Voyeur)I would like to recount a true story, well a series of stories that happened around a well known swimming baths in central London.Going back in time to the late 1980’s early 1990’s. This and many other public swimming baths was very old.That had wooden changing cubicles along both sides of the pool where people would change. Most of the clientele was office workers, mainly women, who would get a swim in, on their lunch break.Here is a recent picture when the baths were under renovation, but the wooden cubicles behind were still in action in the late 1980’s. Early 1990’s.It was very easy to observe fellow bathers as some enterprising person(s) had made small holes in the wooden cubicle walls so you could view a person changing. From time to time, someone would notice and fill them in with small pieces of toilet paper, This wouldn’t last and there always seemed to be more holes available than filled! People did not seem to take much notice back then or be very bothered about it. I wonder if they were oblivious to the fact people could be watching them.================================================================================deletedAnyway, myself and my wife worked close to the swimming baths and used to arrange to go for a swim together. There was a great trick of waiting canlı bahis for a female to go in and follow, making sure you took the cubicle next door. For some reason, there was a loose segregation of male and female side, but if you feigned ignorance, no one enforced it and it was never marked, so people went where they liked to change really.==================================================================I used to do this with my wife, but she used to do it in the reverse order. She used to wait until a man went into a cubicle and then she would go next door to him, making sure that on the other side, there was one free for me.We would time it right so when the man who used the changing room next to her got out, we would also do so.In the changing room, there was a gap between the bottom of the sides of the cubicle. Another trick was to make sure that there was a puddle of water which stretched from your side to the other, easily done when squeezing out the swimwear. If this was done, you could observe what the other occupant was doing without having to peer directly through the holes. This helped with watching and showing. If they had their back to you or were standing up, then they were less likely to see you peeping. Also when showing, you could make out if someone was peeping.Anyway, my wife would bahis siteleri drop her swimwear heavily just between her side and the other so the man next door would be aware of her presence next door. She could see standing up if the person next door appeared to be peeping through the hole, due to the reflection in the puddle of water. You could not see great detail, but enough to judge what was going on.On one particular occasion, I was peeping through at my wife and she nodded to me, her signal that the chap next door was watching. The holes in the cubicle wall were positioned about 3 ft on average from the ground, some higher, some lower. This afforded a perfect view of anyone’s private parts!I could see my wife position her bottom directly against the holes on the far side which were where the chap next door was. Slowly, she raised one foot onto the bench seat at the back of the cubicle and leant forward with the towel to dry her foot. This caused her pussy to be clearly visible and stretched from behind a few inches from the man’s face. Slowly she pretended to dry her foot, changing feet after a while and repeating. My wife said she could see the chap next door was looking through the peep hole from the puddle of water and that he was frantically wanking. She then turned round to face his side so güvenilir bahis he could see her pussy close up. She opened her legs and began to dry her pussy, parting the lips and slowly rubbing the towel between her legs again just a few inches from the chaps face. After a short while, she turned and bent over as far as she could, her pussy and bottom hole gapping out from between her stretched bum cheeks right in front of the peeping stranger next door.She could see from the silhouette on the puddle a frenzy of action next door, which suddenly stopped. Shortly after we were aware of the chap next door leaving the cubicle, the cubicle had a wooden door up until about half of its height, the rest was covered by a thick rubber curtain, rather like that of a shower which could be opened when pulled to one side. You could view outside by slightly moving it and we did so to observe the man who had been next door speedily making his exit. You could also view the pool as well and all the bathers from here. You could also of course leave this curtain slightly ajar. This was great fun for the people who were watching the swimming from the upstairs tier of course who would then have a perfect view inside the changing cubicle.We did this sort of thing many times and I also alone took advantage of the situation. After modernisation of course, this sort of thing was not possible anymore. I never actually went back after they re-modernised it. It’s a shame this sort of thing is not possible today apart from maybe through hidden cameras?