Nancy prepared to go out on her weekly voyeurism tour. In the past several months, she discovered that she could drive around various neighborhoods late in the evening and find dim lights turned on in bedrooms. Nancy would creep up to the windows and peer inside. Nancy was looking for couples having sex.

About six months earlier, Nancy accidentally saw her sister and brother-in-law fucking in their spare bedroom.

Nancy could not remove her eyes from the scene as her brother-in-law pounded her sister’s cunt. As Nancy’s sister’s moans of pleasure increased, Nancy reached into her shorts and fingered her clit. She was surprised to find her slit soaked, and within minutes, Nancy fingered herself to climax while watching her sister reach her own orgasm.

After that experience, Nancy found herself wanting to watch others. Over the past six months, her husband was out of town a lot, and Nancy began her weekly tours around town. At 52, she kept her 5-foot, 6-inch frame in top shape. Nancy’s 32B breasts were as firm as a teenager’s, and she kept her brown hair cut short. Although 52, she easily passed for much younger.

Sex with her husband was boring, so Nancy found her weekly excursion satisfied her sexual needs. She would creep up to different windows until she found a couple fucking, would watch while she fingered her clit or pitched her nipples. Nancy’s nipples were about an inch long, hard, and were so sensitive; she could easily bring herself to orgasm by simply rolling one nipple between her thumb and forefinger and gently tugging. Since her intent was to masturbate, Nancy always wore a short skirt, no panties, and a tank top, no bra, to facilitate access while she watched.

Tonight was not any different. Nancy’s husband called about an hour earlier and said he would not be home until after midnight. Nancy showered and pulled a short denim skirt over her hips and found a white tank top to cover her breasts. The skirt barely covered her tight, firm ass, and the cotton tank top scratched her nipples, causing them to become immediately erect. Nancy slipped on some tennis shoes and quickly jumped in her car and drove to the neighborhoods on the other side of town.

Most nights out, she could find a bedroom light after about an hour. Tonight, Nancy found herself in a rather seedy neighborhood and slowed down to watch the houses. It was almost 10 pm and she hoped it would not take long to find a couple to watch. As Nancy drove slowly down another street, she resisted the urge to spread her legs and finger herself. She knew that her cunt was wet just from the anticipation; it always was wet when she went out like this.

After only about twenty minutes, Nancy turned down another street into an area where the houses were very close together and somewhat rundown. There were no streetlights, and the sidewalks were cracked and old. Occasionally, she saw two or three teenagers smoking next to a house. The absence of streetlights made it easy to spot houses with their lights on and curtains opened.

The street ended in a cul-de-sac, and Nancy caught sight of a house with a light left on, images of two people. She parked her car two houses away and slipped between the two houses up to the window. The window was slightly open, and Nancy’s heart rate increased with her excitement as she heard the clear sound of two people fucking. Nancy crept up to the window and peered inside.

Nancy almost shouted out loud. To her shock, there were two people fucking. The female was a Hispanic girl, young, probably about 18, Nancy thought. The Hispanic girl was bent over a chair, and an older, white man was pounding her cunt, sweating and panting with each stroke.

Nancy could not believe her eyes. The white man was her husband, Connor! Nancy realized she was a fool to believe he was working late and out of town. Although her anger boiled, she could not tear her eyes from the sight of her husband fucking the Hispanic girl. Nancy’s eyes were locked to the scene through the window.

“God, fuck me harder, Connor,” the Hispanic girl shouted with her thick Hispanic accent.

“Maria, you are a brown fucking machine,” Connor responded as he pounded Maria’s cunt.

Nancy watched with anger, but also felt her nipples hardening and her cunt growing wetter as she saw Maria’s tits bobbing up and down with each thrust from her husband. Nancy noted that Maria’s tits were large and pendulous with areoles the size of saucers, deep brown. Nancy saw Maria’s nipples turning red as Nancy’s husband reached around and pinched them and used Maria’s tits like reins on a horse. Nancy could see that her husband and Maria were soaked in sweat. Before Nancy realized it, her hand was under her skirt with two fingers pinching and pulling her erect clit.

As Nancy grew wetter, she shoved first two fingers, then three deep into her cunt. She started finger-fuck her wet pussy with one hand while she pushed the other under her tank top and twisted and pinched her right nipple. Nancy’s breathing increased as the moans from her husband and Maria increased. Nancy could hear Connor’s flesh smacking against Maria’s ass as he plunged harder and harder into the little Hispanic girl’s cunt.

Nancy’s mouth was now open as her breathing was almost a gasp. Her one hand furiously alternated between pinching her clit and shoving four fingers deep into her cunt while Nancy’s other hand twisted her nipple hard. Connor stiffened and shouted the announcement that he was cumming. Maria was already in the haze of an orgasm pushing back against Connor with each thrust.

Nancy felt her orgasm building as her excitement reached a fever pitch watching her husband fucking another woman. Just as she was almost over the edge, Nancy felt the hand clamped over her mouth and the arm around her waist jerking her to her feet.

“We got us a fucking peeping Connor, or should we say peeping Terry,” the man who held Nancy yelled. Nancy struggled against her captor as Connor opened the window and saw clearly that Nancy was being restrained. Connor never acted like he knew his wife as he ordered the man holding her to “bring the bitch inside.”

Nancy struggled against her captor as she was dragged into the house. Once inside, he held her tight in the center of a living room. Nancy looked around frantically at the sparse furnishings. There was a couch that contained two other men and two women, a large easy chair, and a couple of straight-back chairs. The two men and women stood up and came over to where Nancy was held.

“What should we do with her,” the man holding Nancy asked.

“Since she likes to watch, let’s watch her,” Connor responded. Nancy shook her head and again tried to free herself, but the man’s grip was too tight. “Joe, go round up some of the boys, let’s have a party,” Connor said to one of the men sitting on the couch. “Jose, gag the bitch and sit her in the chair until Joe comes back.” With those words, a dirty rag was forced into Nancy’s mouth and tied into place. She was unable to even speak to her husband as Jose shoved her down into the chair. Instead of horny, Nancy was now frightened as she saw the lust in her husband’s eyes and the eyes of the other two men.

Nancy saw Connor walk over to the easy chair and sit down, still naked, a raging erection standing up from his belly. Maria was clad in a long T-shirt and snuggled into the chair beside Connor to await the return of Joe. Nancy caught the other man’s name as Lou, and the girls were Connie and Liz. Connie and Liz looked to be about the same age as Maria. They both wore slip dresses.

It was obvious to Nancy that neither girl wore a bra, as every outline of their ample breasts was visible, including their erect nipples. Nancy could feel the cool air rushing up her skirt against her cunt and realized that it was barely covering her ass. Connie noticed Nancy’s bare cunt and commented that Nancy must be a “whore” to go out like that.

Joe finally returned, and as he entered, Nancy saw about eight young men follow him inside. They all looked to be teenagers, with two white, two Hispanic, and the other four black. They were laughing and slapping hands with her husband, and Nancy was confused as to the relationship her husband had with these people. Finally, the greetings were over, and Connor stood up and approached Nancy.

“Here’s how it is, bitch,” Connor started, “you’re going to strip for us, put on a show, then lean over this chair and let all of these boys over there fuck your sopping cunt one at a time while the others watch. Now, if you say a word, Jose here will cut your tits off and feed them to the birds, leaving you for dead.”

Tears formed in Nancy’s eyes as she heard her husband order her to be gang-raped. Nancy stood up, and the gag was removed. She started to speak to her husband, to plead with him, but heard the click and saw the long switchblade Jose produced from his pocket. Nancy just stood in the center of the room, frozen, while the men and women circled around her, waiting for the show.

“Now, strip, bitch,” Connor yelled.

Slowly, Nancy pulled her top over her head, revealing her 32B breasts to the hoots and ridicule of the boys. Next, she pushed her skirt down over her hip and stepped out of it, leaving it on the floor.

“What a hairy cunt, we need her shaved,” said one of the teenage boys.

“The shoes too,” Connor instructed. Nancy’s embarrassment was complete as she stood naked in front of the 11 men, her husband, and four women. Nancy watched as her husband pulled the straight-back chair to the center of the room and ordered Nancy to bend down over it. Nancy slowly walked to the back of the chair and leaned over it, resting the palms of her hands on the seat.