Retro Peeping in the Restroom

This story took place in the distant 80s. Alyoshka spent every summer at his grandmother's in a small provincial town. It was always fun there, and a whole gang of local kids his age awaited him. Years passed. The boys grew up. And so, arriving once again, the boys' conversations now revolved around completely different topics. Their favorite topic was sex and what exactly women had between their legs. In those distant times, there was no internet, no erotic literature, and in movies, even bare knees were considered forbidden. But how the boys wanted to see "in real life" the female secrets so carefully hidden by trousers and skirts. Some of them had already been lucky enough

to accidentally see one of their female relatives naked, but it was only for fractions of a second, although these moments were hotly discussed. And then the boys had a tempting idea. In the city park, there was a public toilet. The men's and women's cubicles were separated by a brick partition. Late in the evening, armed with a crowbar and a flashlight, the boys headed to the deserted park. The bricks of the partition were so old that it wasn't too difficult for the guys to knock out several bricks in all the cubicles with the crowbar, thus creating holes through which the women's toilet could be seen. With bated breath, Alyoshka waited for the next morning so eagerly that after masturbating almost all night, he only fell asleep just before dawn. Waking up, anticipating a full day, he quickly had breakfast, met up with the guys in the yard, and went to the city park for his first hunt for female charms. In the morning, there were few people in the park, and the guys had to wait quite a long time for their first victims. And then, on the path leading to the toilet, four women appeared at once. There were exactly the same number of cubicles in the toilet. The guys, as if nothing was wrong, dispersed to the cubicles and took up their combat positions near the knocked-out holes. Then Alyoshka heard the light tapping of heels and through the hole in the wall saw a young, slender woman. She was looking for something in her purse, then turned her back and with a quick movement lifted her skirt. White, thick thighs and a large butt, covered by white panties, made Alyoshka's penis turn to stone. Then she just as sharply pulled down her panties. Oh, miracle! Thirty centimeters from Alyoshka's nose, the naked pussy of an adult woman was exposed! Well, not entirely naked. At that time, Soviet women didn't know about pads and tampons. A huge piece of cotton wool was sticking out of the woman's pussy. She carefully pulled it out and threw it into a nearby bucket. Then she bent even lower and even closer to the stunned boy's face. The woman spread two thick folds covered with thick, black, curly hair with two fingers, thus exposing, as it were, another pussy, consisting of two wrinkled pink petals in the middle of which a large pinkish hole was visible. Alyoshka expected that it was from there that the stream of urine would come, but its flow gushed from an unknown place. It was so strong that the petals of her "second" pussy fluttered helplessly under the power of the stream. Then it began to weaken until it stopped completely, leaving a few droplets on the black hair. The woman shook her butt a few times. From these shakes, the halves of her buttocks parted, showing the boy a neat little hole in the middle, around which black hair also grew. Alyoshka, afraid of being noticed, carefully masturbated. The woman stood for another second in the same position and began to wipe her wet pussy. She did it very thoroughly, spreading the hairy folds with her free hand and using four pieces of paper for this procedure. Then she took something out of her purse again. It was a piece of clean cotton wool. She gave the cotton wool the proper shape and spread her legs a little more. She placed the piece of cotton wool into her pussy and with one finger pushed the middle of it deeper into the hole. Standing up straight, she closed her legs and with a single, quick movement pulled up her panties. When they completely pressed the cotton wool against her pussy, the woman somehow deftly and quickly squatted, spreading her knees apart, thereby pulling the panties onto herself quite tightly. She lowered her skirt, and the tapping of her heels faded away somewhere outside. The wall of Alyoshka's observation post was abundantly covered with his semen. For several minutes, he couldn't come to his senses, didn't hear the enthusiastic exclamations of his friends, rejoicing in their first victory. Alyoshka wanted to watch more and more. Behind the wall, the tapping of someone's light footsteps was heard again. This time, a young, fair-haired girl in a light summer dress stood before him. She was already holding a piece of toilet paper ready. The boy's penis was again ready to irrigate the walls of the old, smelly toilet, and the observer's eyes focused on the mystery that was completely accessible to him. The girl carefully lifted the hem of her dress and, like the first woman, turned her back to Alyoshka. Her slender, long legs and narrow, bluish panties almost made the boy's member erupt again with a salvo, but he restrained himself and completely focused on what was happening behind the wall. The girl took the waistband of her panties with her thumbs and deftly lowered them to her knees. For some reason, there was no cotton wool in her pussy, but it was just as overgrown as the first woman's. Only the hair wasn't jet-black, but a bit lighter. Although this confused Alyoshka somewhat. After all, the previous woman's hair on her head was black, so it wouldn't have been hard to guess that her pussy hair was the same, but here she was almost a blonde, yet her pussy was very dark, even black at a certain angle of light. This was all very strange and interesting to the excited virgin. He continued to observe. The girl squatted and, spreading the hairy lips with her fingers, began to pee. Her stream was just as powerful. She peed for so long that Alyoshka even got a little tired of watching the monotonous process. Then she stood up a bit and began to wipe herself. She did this much longer than her predecessor, exposing pink, hairless petals above which there was something else, vaguely resembling a pea with the same tiny, shiny head. Then the girl took a piece of white cloth from her purse. She folded it into quarters, spread her legs wide, and inserted the piece of fabric right into her hole. While putting on her panties, Alyoshka's victim turned to face him, and he saw the most beautiful part of the female body from the front. It was a convex mound covered with very dark, curly hair in the shape of a triangle. Even when she had completely put on her panties and, for good measure, squatted deeply, tufts of this fairy-tale beautiful hair peeked out from both sides... That day, Alyoshka returned almost at midnight, when it was completely dark and there wasn't a single person left in the park. From that day on, he visited this wretched, half-ruined little building every day, which gave him so many unforgettable moments.