Love Being Watched
When I was working, I had to travel a lot. It was 1971, and I was 29. I stayed in some very nice hotels in some very nice cities. I went to Europe quite a bit. Not often, but sometimes I would find someone that interested me, he’d take me out, then back to the hotel, and I’d fuck him stupid. Of course, this was after my husband died. I never did anything while I was married to him.
One trip had me go to Seattle. I loved Seattle. The hotel I stayed in was downtown, and right across the street from a mall. I brought this handsome man back to my hotel room. I went over to the window as I took off my blouse and realized that people in a bar across the street could see into my room. I figured it was a bar, no c***dren, so I left the curtains open, turned to my gents, and said, “Let’s leave the lights on.” he looked out the window and said, “Kinky.”
So I slowly stripped in the window so the bar could see me. He was a little faster than I was, lying naked on the bed. All I had on was my thigh high stockings, and very high heels. I was so glad to get rid of garter belts.
I had the fella lay down, I got between his legs, put him in my mouth, and proceeded to give him an outstanding blow job. After he got really hard, I switched places and he turned out to be very good at eating me out. I came in no time. I think the idea of being watched just excited me all to hell. I loved performing in the fraternities. I guess I never gave up my love of being watched.
I had him lay back again. I climbed on top of him, still my favorite, and proceeded to just have a ball. I looked over at the bar. We had drawn a crowd. There were maybe 10 people looking out the window, smiling and waving. The bar was slightly higher than our room so they had a great view inside.
I told my guy to get on top of me. He got inside of me and drilled me over and over. I think he was enjoying being watched, also. My legs were straight up and out. I’m sure the folks in the bar could see my legs shaking from the intensity of his thrusting cock. I was in heaven. His breathing became ragged, I knew I was going to explode with him, and just like that we were cumming hard, him thrusting into me, his head thrown back, his eyes closed tightly, shouting out a long cry.
I had brought my legs down to his sides, squeezing him for all I was worth, milking his prick to get every drop. I looked at the bar. They were jumping up and down, waving, and I knew they were yelling, but of course I couldn’t hear them. Some of the guys were giving each other high fives, as if they had just screwed me. I thought it was funny.
I waited until we both caught our breath before I crawled out from under him, I then went over to the window, and waved. Making sure the light was full on the front of my body, and closed the curtain. I said, “Let’s get dressed and go over to the bar across the street.” He shook his head and said, “You are fun.”
We went over and nonchalantly walked into the bar. I didn’t think anyone would recognize us. I had left all the lights on in the room so we could see what the folks in the bar had seen. No one paid any attention to us until the waitress came over. When she looked at me, she stopped and gave a slight smile, and then took our order. We looked over to our room in the hotel. Holy smokes, these folks really got a show. One could see everything. The bed was fully in view, and the angle from the bar was such that I’m sure they could have seen his cock going in and out of me.
The guys were still looking across the street into the hotel room, so I asked, “What’s everyone looking at?” A couple of guys turned around and said, excitedly, “You missed it. There was a couple in that room over there,” they pointed at our room, “they were really going to town, if you know what I mean?” and then winked at me. I looked over at the room and asked, “Were they good looking?” One of the guys said, “She was really hot.” The waitress was nearby and said, looking at my friend, “He was really good looking,” and looking at me said, “She looked delicious.” I smiled and said, “Well, it’s a shame we missed it.”
I got up to go to the lavatory. As I was closing the door behind me, a hand came out and stopped the door. I turned around and there was the waitress, a look of passion on her face. She was about 30, with large breasts showing out the top of her too tight bra, which was all she was wearing on top. She was a beauty. She had on nude to the waste pantyhose, and little panties that really highlighted her ass. I said, “Oh!” She closed the door, locked it and said, “I loved your show.” She came up close to me and said, “I want to taste you,” and bent a little to get her hand under my short skirt, brought her hand up to my pussy, and started moving her hand fore and aft over my hole and clit. I spread my legs as much as I could. She then brought her hand to her mouth and licked it clean. She put her hand back down and then brought them to my lips. I tasted so good, his cum mixing with mine. I reached for her breast, she said, “No, this is for that great show. I’ll get one of those oversexed boys out there to take me home and fuck me.” She started to work my pussy with her fingers. She really knew how to please a woman. I just leaned against the door and let her do whatever she wanted. It didn’t take long and I was exploding. She reached up and put her other hand over my mouth to try and quiet my cries. I loved what she was doing to me. I collapsed against her, my legs giving way a little. She pressed me to the wall. “You cum hard don’t you, Baby?” I just smiled weakly. “I better go,” she said, kissed me, and then left. I finished in the lav and came out. “What happened to you?” my friend said. The waitress went by then and ran her hand across my shoulders, giving me a big smile. “Oh, I see" he said shaking his head, chuckling.
One trip had me go to Seattle. I loved Seattle. The hotel I stayed in was downtown, and right across the street from a mall. I brought this handsome man back to my hotel room. I went over to the window as I took off my blouse and realized that people in a bar across the street could see into my room. I figured it was a bar, no c***dren, so I left the curtains open, turned to my gents, and said, “Let’s leave the lights on.” he looked out the window and said, “Kinky.”
So I slowly stripped in the window so the bar could see me. He was a little faster than I was, lying naked on the bed. All I had on was my thigh high stockings, and very high heels. I was so glad to get rid of garter belts.
I had the fella lay down, I got between his legs, put him in my mouth, and proceeded to give him an outstanding blow job. After he got really hard, I switched places and he turned out to be very good at eating me out. I came in no time. I think the idea of being watched just excited me all to hell. I loved performing in the fraternities. I guess I never gave up my love of being watched.
I had him lay back again. I climbed on top of him, still my favorite, and proceeded to just have a ball. I looked over at the bar. We had drawn a crowd. There were maybe 10 people looking out the window, smiling and waving. The bar was slightly higher than our room so they had a great view inside.
I told my guy to get on top of me. He got inside of me and drilled me over and over. I think he was enjoying being watched, also. My legs were straight up and out. I’m sure the folks in the bar could see my legs shaking from the intensity of his thrusting cock. I was in heaven. His breathing became ragged, I knew I was going to explode with him, and just like that we were cumming hard, him thrusting into me, his head thrown back, his eyes closed tightly, shouting out a long cry.
I had brought my legs down to his sides, squeezing him for all I was worth, milking his prick to get every drop. I looked at the bar. They were jumping up and down, waving, and I knew they were yelling, but of course I couldn’t hear them. Some of the guys were giving each other high fives, as if they had just screwed me. I thought it was funny.
I waited until we both caught our breath before I crawled out from under him, I then went over to the window, and waved. Making sure the light was full on the front of my body, and closed the curtain. I said, “Let’s get dressed and go over to the bar across the street.” He shook his head and said, “You are fun.”
We went over and nonchalantly walked into the bar. I didn’t think anyone would recognize us. I had left all the lights on in the room so we could see what the folks in the bar had seen. No one paid any attention to us until the waitress came over. When she looked at me, she stopped and gave a slight smile, and then took our order. We looked over to our room in the hotel. Holy smokes, these folks really got a show. One could see everything. The bed was fully in view, and the angle from the bar was such that I’m sure they could have seen his cock going in and out of me.
The guys were still looking across the street into the hotel room, so I asked, “What’s everyone looking at?” A couple of guys turned around and said, excitedly, “You missed it. There was a couple in that room over there,” they pointed at our room, “they were really going to town, if you know what I mean?” and then winked at me. I looked over at the room and asked, “Were they good looking?” One of the guys said, “She was really hot.” The waitress was nearby and said, looking at my friend, “He was really good looking,” and looking at me said, “She looked delicious.” I smiled and said, “Well, it’s a shame we missed it.”
I got up to go to the lavatory. As I was closing the door behind me, a hand came out and stopped the door. I turned around and there was the waitress, a look of passion on her face. She was about 30, with large breasts showing out the top of her too tight bra, which was all she was wearing on top. She was a beauty. She had on nude to the waste pantyhose, and little panties that really highlighted her ass. I said, “Oh!” She closed the door, locked it and said, “I loved your show.” She came up close to me and said, “I want to taste you,” and bent a little to get her hand under my short skirt, brought her hand up to my pussy, and started moving her hand fore and aft over my hole and clit. I spread my legs as much as I could. She then brought her hand to her mouth and licked it clean. She put her hand back down and then brought them to my lips. I tasted so good, his cum mixing with mine. I reached for her breast, she said, “No, this is for that great show. I’ll get one of those oversexed boys out there to take me home and fuck me.” She started to work my pussy with her fingers. She really knew how to please a woman. I just leaned against the door and let her do whatever she wanted. It didn’t take long and I was exploding. She reached up and put her other hand over my mouth to try and quiet my cries. I loved what she was doing to me. I collapsed against her, my legs giving way a little. She pressed me to the wall. “You cum hard don’t you, Baby?” I just smiled weakly. “I better go,” she said, kissed me, and then left. I finished in the lav and came out. “What happened to you?” my friend said. The waitress went by then and ran her hand across my shoulders, giving me a big smile. “Oh, I see" he said shaking his head, chuckling.
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