"If sexual satisfaction is in some sense dependent upon seeing, so that the orgasm cannot be achieved without it, and if the urge to see is so strong that it breaks the bonds of rational prudence, resulting in the Peeping Jane, then a verdict of neurotic voyeurism must be returned.
"A pleasure in sexual sights of various sorts is perfectly normal from the psychological point of view, providing that it is not the sine qua non of satisfaction and that it is obtained under more or less acceptable circumstances."
Accordingly, we realize that if voyeurism becomes a portion of sexual relationship which ends in heterosexual climax, it is regarded as normal. In fact, to view the intimate parts of another person (the sexual partner) is quite an essential component of satisfactory sexual enjoyment.
A normal and healthy person becomes stimulated by the nakedness of the partner. Sight is one of the sexual senses. But-when these desires are practiced to the exclusion of heterosexual relations, then the tendencies are classified as abnormal.
The "Encyclopedia of Aberrations" draws the line on normal vs. abnormal by explaining:
"It is common knowledge that covering of the body continuously arouses sexual curiosity and serves to supplement the sexual object by uncovering the hidden parts. The desire for looking becomes a perversion which is exclusively limited to the genitals, and when instead of preparing for the normal sexual aim, it suppresses it."
Manfred Guttmaeher, M.D., in "Sex Offenses" also explains with regard to peeping:
"In many individuals, these are normal components of the sexual foreplay which precedes sexual intercourse and they are often indulged in sporadically by quite normal individuals as an end in themselves.
"The temptation felt by a male to caress momentarily an attractive female by touching her body is very frequent and is often given in to. Eagerly watching a strange woman undress when she has failed to pull down her window shades is common enough."
Dr. Guttmaeher also points out that the human body is regarded as private and inviolate by the law and peeping is against the law!
At mixed group parties (which we shall discuss in case histories in succeeding chapters of this volume) where any possible sexual act may occur, the peeping theme is evident in another variation. A good many people, male and female, find that it adds to sexual excitement to watch their own sexual activities in a conveniently placed mirror.
This last named method may be regarded as normal if it provides a mutually accepted mode of pleasurable stimulus.
Let us reflect upon the words of Dr. Theodore H. Van der Veld in his book "Ideal Marriage":
"It is the sense of sight that gives the first impressions between the sexes. And these may be decisive and conclusive. But fortunately, everything does NOT depend on visual impressions, for otherwise there would often be only a very slight prospect of the awakening of love or of its preservation.
For many females, peeping is a compulsive desire, and it is the only way of fulfilling their warped urges. This book is concerned with such twisted and sexually perverted females.
CHAPTER ONE - Peeping Jane in Lover's Lane
"When I was 10 years old, my 14 year old brother took me to a darkened side street where young college couples were necking in parked cars. He showed me a spot where we could look right into a car. There was a young college boy with two girls. The two girls had opened the giggling boy's pants. They took out his rigid member. It was the first time I saw a boy's 'thing.' Then one girl started to lick and kiss his 'pole' while the other one pushed her uncovered breast into his mouth. The boy moaned. He sounded like he was having a good time. My brother, meanwhile, took out his 'thing' and told me to pull on it while we peeped. He said that if I peeped long enough, I would grow a 'thing' also. I pulled until he went off. I was mad because I did not have a boy's thing."
Alice J. Divorced Mother Age 26.
This particular Peeping Jane is a rather lovely looking young woman, a secretary to a leading corporate executive in K (the name of the city as well as the names of the participants have been deleted to safeguard their privacy). ... California.
"I can always look back upon that early experience," says Alice J., crossing her well-shaped legs and revealing her rather firm thighs, "as the turning point in my life. I had always thought about a boy's sex organs and even seen my older brother's outlined on his jockey shorts when he'd come out from the bathroom. But I never figured a boy could have so much pleasure from his erection. That is, until I looked into that car and saw how the girl was (performing fellatio) and making the boy feel just great.
"I masturbated my brother and from the way he felt, it was obvious that he had something that I wanted. It was his erection! I tried to masturbate myself but the pleasure was not as great as his must have been. I especially thrilled to see his ejaculation which, he said, was 'groovy' and the 'best part of a guy' that a girl always wanted."
COMMENT: It was this form of penis-envy that shaped and influenced Alice to become a pathological Peeping Jane. She has always wanted a penis and, under analysis, she reveals her inner self-fears of being a castrated female! By peeping, she is able to have a feeling of superiority. She is looking upon the taboo, without the male's knowledge, and, in effect, she thereby takes away his penis for herself.
Alice J. was married for several years and says that while her husband had a regular coitus with her, there was little "excitement" about it.
"I would have liked it if he had playfully let me peep at his sex organs in the semi-darkness; or else, if he had gone into another room and masturbated, while I peeped in through the keyhole. But he said that was too odd for him.
"Instead, he would lick my nipples, then run his mouth and tongue all the way down, then stick his tongue into my (vagina) to get me excited.
"When I was worked up, then he'd straddle me and poke me. It hurt me. I never really cared for it that way. I was not necessarily frigid but it is the way I am stimulated that makes all the difference.
"He would shove his erection in and out while I was all screwed up with pain, and when he ejaculated, it was a relief to me because I knew it was over with."
Here we can see that Alice J. has a compulsive urge to use voyeurism as a means of stimulation. There were several occasions, she says, when she used a telescope to peep into the bedrooms of the adjoining building of their large apartment house couples. "I saw the way a young honeymoon couple was making the scene. The groom, he looked like one of those mod-hippie types, and he was turning the girl over on her tummy, then he was taking her the back way. I could just about hear him say, 'I like a girl who can make it feel like a gay boy,' as he made that anal intercourse on her. It was weird the way he kept using her like an animal. She didn't like it. I could see she was biting down on her hanky to keep from crying out. The boy had a thick rod as big and round as his wrist. I could see that. I could even see the way his (testicles) kept swinging back and forth as he took her in the rear. He was a real stud.
"But this peeping turned me on so that when my husband later took me (normal coitus), it made me as horny as a nympho. I had an orgasm before he had his! The peeping did it. Otherwise, I'm somewhat flat."
COMMENT: The early experience of peeping left an indelible sexual stamp on Alice J.'s psychosis. Furthermore, the incident of having to masturbate her brother and noting his sexual orgasm and ejaculation while she had no such emission, made her sexually envious. Furthermore, she displays a deeply-rooted incest fear. While she had no actual coitus with her brother, the intimacy of masturbating him until he ejaculated in her hand, created a strange fear. She confesses, under intensive therapy, that she always feared he would sodomize her because he said that lots of the boys at school bragged about doing it to their sisters that way. He says she would not get pregnant by being sodomized. But this threat was never consummated.
In her maturing years, Alice J. made secret trips to Lovers Lanes to do her peeping in private. She recalls that her brother's laughing s
tatement that if she would peep and masturbate, and then she would grow a penis, had a strange influence on her.
Apparently, this was another compulsive action to prompt her peeping; she hoped to be able to thus grow a much coveted penis.
Here is one excerpt of a peeping experience in a Lovers Lane:
Alice J. had been experiencing continual frustrations from her inability to have an orgasm, even though her husband was mature enough to know about stimulation. He would fondle her clitoris, pull on her vaginal lips and insert both of his thumbs as a means of "abrasive" action on her inner and moist vulvar fleshy parts. This helped start some response but it was minimal.
He would have coitus until he ejaculated but Alice J. was still denied her own clitoral orgasm because of her self-induced fears of incest; furthermore, her overwhelming urge to peep appeared to blot out normal responses.
It was a bright and moonlit night; the moon was a huge golden orb that lit up the tree-shaded area of the local Lovers Lane.
Alice J. saw a large car with huge picture windows that was parked at the far end of the rather sparsely occupied street. For some reason, there were few cars parked. She noted that a street lamp furnished further illumination.
She secluded herself behind a tree and hedge that was almost adjacent to the parked car. With pounding heart and a rising well of sexual desire, she positioned herself so that she could see and also hear.
There was a young couple in the car. With a start, the discovery was that the young man was a Negro! The girl was, by contrast, a Nordic blonde type, with silky blonde hair, a pair of well-shaped breasts, and mini-skirt that was hiked up so that her smooth, milky white thighs and the approach of her groin could be seen.
"Of all the..." was Alice's thought as she began to grow hot and prickly with heat. "That white blonde girl is going to..."
She could hear the conversation as clearly as if she were in the car with them.
The black boy was saying, "Come on, honey, if you just plays with it, then it makes me get hard. Wants give it a lick job?" He giggled. His black palm was massaging the inner slopes of the white thighs. "Hey, you got nice white stuff. Lots of black boys would give their right (testicle) to have that!"
Plainly, the girl was frightened. She tried to push him away, but he used his other hand to open her bodice and take out her melon-shaped breasts.
"P-please, someone will come along," she was moaning, while the black boy's kinky-haired head dipped. "Ohhhhh, what are you...? Sucking my nipples ... ohhhhh. ... "
Peeping Alice saw the way the black boy's thick lips were fettered on the girl's enormously elongated nipples, then the black tongue (figuratively speaking!) was lapping the creamy white flesh. Peeping Alice felt a warning spasm in her groin. She almost swooned from the sheer ecstasy of peeping on a black-white sex scene.
Silently, she whispered, "Go on, you blonde tramp, take this black thing in your mouth!"
The black boy and the blonde white girl, lost in their own carnal orgy, were oblivious of the peeping.
"Take it in your hand," he paused from sucking and biting the nipples to open his tight jeans. "Go on ... just slide it ... then you can kiss it ... and I'll kiss yours, too. How's about that, whitey?"
She flinched. But even as she forced her small white fist around his stirring black member, sliding the pendulous black ribbon-like foreskin up and down the glans corona, she felt a tremulous desire.
"You ... you'll lick me ... down there?" She parted her thighs, in the cramped front of the car. "It's what lots of them do ... won't get pregnant that way. Lick it, make me ... go off. ... "
He laughed. "I'se gonna lick your white stuff, baby. I'se gonna stick in my tongue ... but you'se gotta lick mine, too ... makes you red hot, it does."
He thrust his groin upward as he raised his pelvis, and in the bright illumination, his enormous black phallus and the nestling black testicles resembled those of some gorilla.
The peeping Alice was now stiff with desire. She saw the tufts of the black boy's kinky pubic hair, the gleam of his rod, and as if that wasn't enough, she saw the blonde head going down.
"N-no ... it's ... it's dirty," she was on the verge of tears. "I didn't know you'd want me to do it," a choked sob, while her well-shaped and firm breasts bounced up, the nipples as elongated as a pinky finger. "I thought you'd just work your mouth on me ... isn't that what all you nigger boys like?"
Seeing all this, seeing the way the two struggled, made peeping Alice grow rigid. She inserted her hand under her dress. (COMMENT: When she went on a peeping jaunt, Alice would wear a regular length dress but no panties or underwear. She fit a typical Peeping Jane pattern in that she wanted to make it convenient to masturbate.) She started to fondle her vaginal lips, then she tweaked her clitoris.
Under her breath, through gritted teeth, she was murmuring, "Go on, white girl, suck him off! I'll get hot to watch it ... ohhhh. ... " She was already aroused by the spectacle of peeping upon black-white oralism and this, in itself, was sufficient to cause a flow of vaginal lubrication that would facilitate masturbation of her clitoris. But Alice J. wanted to see the white girl perform fellatio upon the black boy's rigid and now upstanding phallus. "Hurry up..." she mouthed the silent command.
The blonde girl was still hesitant. "P-please ... just play with me . . suck me down there ... I mean ... I'm nice and blonde, and you black boys love that ... " She was pleading with him as the black boy's head dipped. "Ahhhhh, roll your tongue around it ... . "
There was a blur as his dark head went all the way down. From obvious moans and little gasps, it was apparent that he was licking the white girl's privates while she was sliding his pendulous black foreskin up and down his mahogany tinged erection in an effort to masturbate him to ejaculation and thereby ease his craving.
But the black boy was clever.
He pulled her down with the harsh guttural command, "Come on, or I'se gonna slice you ... I got me a knife ... come on, whitey ... suck me. ... "
The girl sobbed as she felt the black member being forced into her resistant pink lips. "No ... no ... I ... " There were gurgled noises.
The black boy was ecstatic. In the semi-darkness, his eyes rolled around in white contrast to his gleaming black face and his flaring flat Afro-nostrils. His face aglow with carnal lust.
"Oh, lick it ... ohhhh, nibble ... ahhhhhh
Peeping Alice was as horny as if someone had given her Spanish Fly. To herself, she muttered, "That's good ... ohhhhh, I'm so hot ... I'm so hot...." Her breasts ached and her groin was aflame with red poker hot craving. She kept masturbating herself until she felt the warning spasms..."Ohhhh...."
All the while as she masturbated, Alice peeped into the car from her hidden point.
(COMMENT: It is noted that the female peeper must continue looking at the forbidden sex scene while she masturbates. It adds to her sense of thrill.)
The black boy was now gnashing his teeth, twisting and moaning. His black fingers entwined in the blonde girl's long, flaxen hair. His mouth fell slack as he moaned, "Go on ... more ... more ... GO ON ... Oooohhhhh," he made a yelp as it was apparent he reached his climax. "Take it all, whitey, Swallow it ... . " He was twisting and moving around in the seat as he thrust his rigid black member deeper into the white girl's mouth. Oooohhh," he was in the throes of his carnal ecstasy. "That's it ... Ooohhh--"
Simultaneously, the peeping Alice was now experiencing her own voluptuous orgasm, almost coinciding with the black boy's ejaculation into the white girl's mouth. "Good, good," she moaned as she felt the spasms rock through her female genitals. The release from the mounting tension was merciful. "That's the way. ... " in a half-sob.
Now, she saw the way the ecstatic black boy was dipping his head.
Hardly had he finished his spasms, hardly had the sick-looking white girl removed her mouth, than he was now oralizing her vagina.
"Oh, what ... ? "
She was startled. For a mome
nt, she had felt the almost uncontrollable urge to heave up. The nausea was overwhelming. She had, obviously, never before performed fellatio or-ingested the seminal discharge of any boy; to have done it to a Negro was even more distasteful to the point of throwing up. But now, the blonde girl was introduced to another sensation.
"I'se gonna do it to you, white baby."
His tongue was velvety wet as it snaked over her exposed privates. His mouth fettered itself on her groin, his fingers gripped the backs of her silky smooth buttocks as he performed cunnilingus.
Peeping Alice was still rigid. "Of all the ... another scene..." It was incredulous. She felt herself grow weak with apprehension. "If only I had a man with me ... I would become a nymph from this scene," she lamented as she felt impelled to peep.
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