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Hotel Peep Cameras (part -3)
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In particular I have to mention one of my most satisfying experiences or I should say set of experiences that ran over a period of 6 years with 4 individual stays at first particular motel. As I mentioned in an earlier blog of how I came upon hidden cameras and this search and seeking started roughly around the late 90's when I was still business traveling a lot. I had been made aware of these cameras and at the time I believe they were less in their infancy. I in fact was still using those big old RCA camcorders and those VCR playback/recorder players. I had only discovered a few, being I stayed in so many hotels and just began to try motels but usually being located near the outskirts, it wasn't something I wasn't really wanting to waste time and taxi fare to get back and forth to business meetings. By luck, or maybe there were more of them but by chance I am going to say I did come upon one such establishment. And when I did find it, I made carful note of it.
I had to always assume that I was being filmed regardless if I seen anything and I had to take measures not to be recognized if I was, that is why I always came and went in disguise, not in an outlandish manner but some in a way that could not be readily recognized if it ended up in somebody's hands who just happened to rent this one. I just know these were being done and sold and the proof is here today, just look at all the secreted films of the unsuspecting, hmmm. Anyways I always disguised myself.
Have you ever heard of "COLD READING", this must have happened in this case and I'm so glad it did. Cold reading is when a person can read another person in this case a check-in clerk. Check in clerks, if they've worked as one for long enough can read which room to put which person or which person to say "we're booked". It is in every profession, do it long enough and it just comes naturally. So he must have read me. I was so fortunate to have been placed in this particular room. As I mentioned, I was aware of the probability of hidden cameras and being an exhibitionist I so wanted to be watched. I wanted to be watched but make like I did not know that was what was happening.
For this trip I wanted to try out motels and I planned to check 4 of them on my 4 night stay. Normally I just taxied to a hotel in the down town area and then look in the phone book for porn shops to rent tapes. I always carried a camcorder and a VCR to tape off the establishments VCR of the rented tapes I would be getting. This time though I had to rent a car as I was going to look for something out of the way, just to test.
My first night's stay was usually the hard self sex night. I was still going to practise "hard solo sex play" regardless if I discovered anything, after all, I had still rented tapes to watch. Being away from the wife who was not willing to engage in anything but occasional missionary style sex. I wanted hard sex but not with a prostitute, what I regret not thinking about sooner was renting an escort just come and watches me. I didn't think of this until years later but I did over the course of almost 10 years had paid women to watch me jerk myself off in the dirtiest way possible. Oh I wanted dirty hard sex.
Hmmmm, back to how this discovery played out for me. I did my normal practise, watching porn, positioning and securing the motel's full length mirror, all the while in nylons and heels, in a full facial makeup to disguise my face while wearing a pageboy auburn colored wig. I made sure my cock and what I was doing with it was always in full view by keeping my legs spread out wide as I watched porn and recorded my rentals for editing back when I got home. I made sure to talk dirty and I did finish by pushing my back side up against the bed's headboard so that I would ejaculate on my face. I retired to bed in due course BUT roughly about 2ish that night, in total darkness, using a cigarette lighter I brought it to that suspect location ... sure enough. The convex outline of a lens reflected behind the camo vase in the picture, it was as small as it could be but it was big by today's standards. But still somebody had been looking for this to find it because I could not detect it as a casual observer, it looked like a lam and bland picture framed in glass. Very well done and this was only the second time I had detected anything. I did not need more, I didn't care if there were more but I don't think so as hiding lens in those days was so much more difficult than today, take a look at you cell phone, where is it. By 2004 they had become so small, remember the first cell phone that had them.
Anyways ... The first time and I WANT TO MENTION THIS, the first time I ever used a doll was so traumatic. The first time was at this motel I am alluding to here, although I had not seen a video of anybody doing it to an inflatable doll and for that matter I never in those days even seen anybody fucking a pocket pussy or a homemade pussy, but it happened at a porn shop several months before in a different part of the country. I spied a blow-up sex doll at a porn shop I was renting my tapes for my usual hotel sex play. I wanted to try but I could never bring myself purchase it. After discovering this motel setup ... the though being watched having sex with this toy became so overwhelming. I was so sure that I had been secretly filmed the night before in that motel room. I had seen the lens by the light of a cigarette lighter in the dark, probably the only way and time it could be detected without the other side knowing that you know.
That morning after getting ready for the meeting I had to stop at the motel check-in desk to pay for another night's stay. I planned to pay only on a daily bases as I actually wanted to show myself to the clerk, do you know they even serviced up a light continental breakfast. Both the man who checked me in and somebody who I later suspected was his wife. I went out of my way to come across as pleasant and personable as possible, they in turn showed me the same courtesy. I mentioned that I may be here for 4 or 5 days and that I wanted to see the city. I commented on the news and also the weather. They both talked so nicely and the chat came across so easy and carefree. I wanted to come across as an up standing citizen, looking every bit an amiable person, likable. I wanted to see me, at this point, so early they may have not even seen what they had taped. It was then on my mind to locate all the porn shops in order to rent tapes and I had already seen a blow-up doll at the porn shop I had rented the tapes I had watched the night before.
I thought about it and making up my mind I came up that I had to leave the boardroom early this day. We continued through the noon break and finished for the day around 2:30 giving me the time to purchase other tapes and to purchase that doll. I had to down a double Scotch to calm myself down just so I could walk in purchase the inflatable doll. It was the same as when I purchased my first "pocket pussy". I was a wrick, I was so nervous to purchase, and true to my thoughts the porn shop clerk looked at me, knowing I had put down a $200 deposit the previous night in lieu of providing membership and ID card in "case of" non-return of porn tapes. Now here I am returning the tapes and renting more and now ... I'm buying an inflatable doll. That is why I had to locate in each city different porn shops just so I could do this, it was costly but I had so chosen because the desire was greater. Four hours later I was back at the motel, rather than entire my room through the exterior door I chose instead to entire through the lobby and down the hallway ... just so I chat ... just so they knew I was in for the night. I mentioned that I was played out and that I also did some shopping and all I wanted to do was rest. They must be thinking different as I was. They both engaged in conversation with me, both looking at me intently ... at least I though as much. They must have seen what I did the night before. They must be knowing of how I was dressed, they would have seen me undulating my hips so hard that my cock audibly slapped my belly. I had left my suitcase unlocked in hopes that they would go through it, leaving a hair in a strategic place to detect this, I was disappointed that the hair was in its place when I checked, oh well.
That evening was going to be a show. I could feel my face flush up when I told them I was going to stay in and just rest, I excused myself abruptly and was shaking so much I had trouble fitting the key into the lockset. I took my time getting ready in the washroom but not before I laid out articles on the bed assuring them, in hopes they would be watching.
Coming out in full makeup, head covered in my pageboy wig, black thigh high anklet nylons leaving my feet exposed in open toed white heels. They would see readying myself for sex. I slowly unpackaged the doll, exciting in seeing it and examining it for the first time. I shock visibly as I pumped the doll full with air, looking directly between its legs when I finished. I was going to be fucking it's pussy hard tonight. I put the doll aside and watched porn tapes, jerking my cock in time with the cock trusts of the lovers on tape. I jerked my cock while in various positions. Eventually I set up the RCA camcorder, leaving it on tripod at the foot of the bed with it flood light on. They must have watched me move their in-house television up beside the head of the bed (after several hours of watch and stroking my cock to porn) then finally after ignoring the doll all evening, finally it appeared I was going to use it. They had seen me make ready the camcorder behind the foot of the bed, focusing both the camera and then the camcorder's floodlight. Although they would not have be able to see between my legs I tried to position the television which was wired to the RCA camcorder in such a manner that they may have been able to see. I also wanted to see what was going on between my legs and by looking directly into the television screen they too may have seen also, that I don't know but I certainly did. I so remember, remembering so will the view of the crack of my ass opening to show my asshole upon each outward stroke, trying also to see my cock sliding back inside the dolls pussy. The first feeling of my cock sliding inside the pussy made me groan so hard in pleasure, groaning each time my cock slide back inside it's pussy. Videotaping myself, stopping to pull out so that I could refocus the camcorder to better view my cock as it slide in and out. Upon pulling out I made sure my cock would remain in full view but doing it in such a way that it looked like I was trying maintain my heightened state of arousal. Imagine a woman trying to pee while standing, she has her feet planted apart, legs slightly bent with her knees splayed out open as far as possible all the while as she is crouched forward to both keep her center of balance and to also gaze at her pussy as she has her pubic mound trust out both again to allow her pussy to squirt its pee out and to also show off the entire face of her sex cunt. This is the posture I tried to maintain, in this position the tip of my cock poked my chest as I crouched over to refocus the camera. Upon straightening up I tried with all my might to exaggerate this posture, my cock pointing to the ceiling as I made it appear that I was looking at the doll who was my lover for tonight. Spiting on my hand for lube I remained with my pubic mound trust out as I slowly moved my hand up and down my cock's shaft. My hips herky jerked in momentary as I moaned aloud in pleasure, I wanted to be heard, I wanted the people in the adjoining room to hear, I wanted any passing person in the hallway to hear. I had placed large towels along the entrance door's threshold to dampen sound of any outbursts of groaning, I moved over and removed them from the door threshold. I did try to hold back my groaning as I wanted to hear the sound my cock and the doll's pussy were making. But I returned to moaning in pleasure as I fucked. It was so clear and remembering is so vivid, I even tried to pull the calves of the doll to rest on my shoulders just so I could get a better view of my cock as it first entered the pussy. Watching my cock being pulled out too far then missing it's mark only to slide violently along the face of the doll's crotch looked and felt so good. I knew how I looked, I knew what my wet sounds my cock was making, and I heard myself moaning in pleasure. Stopping to prolong the pleasure I rolling off the doll, I lay there slowly undulating my hips forcing my fat curved red ugly looking cock to sway. With care I got back up to repositioned the television back to its desk top, I wanted to be on the bottom to finish myself off because I knew I could better see between my legs on screen. Both my cock and my face would be in view. This afforded also a better viewing by the manager's hidden camera, never daring to look in the direction of it, focusing my gaze instead on the television set, watch every move between my legs, legs spread as wide as I could have them as I undulated my hips in lovemaking. Oh the sight of my cock again missing it inward mark and sliding along the doll's crotch hurriedly pushing it back inside, trusting harder, my right hand holding down the doll's ass as my left held it pressed its chest against my chest .. my mouth wide open as I groaned so loud not caring that anybody would hear, my pretty made-up face contorted in erotic pleasure as my pubic mound trust up driving my cock inside my lover's cunt, my cock spurting it's cream inside, my orgasm so hard making me grunt "Ohhhh My Cock ... Ohhhh My Cock .... Ohhhh My Cock .... Ohhhh My Cock..." as my cock spurt its love cream. I must have been heard.
Several hours later I re-watched what I had taped because I dropped off to sleep with the doll remaining on top, I watched as my cock slide out laying limp and spent between my legs.
The following morning was trilling and so scary and so exciting, I really must have been flushed, I didn't even want to look in the car mirror as I drove off to meetings in the inner city and I didn't. I said "Good Morning" with a smile to the lady and she said "and a good morning to you as will Mr ..." ... "I trust you had a good rest here and hope you have a nice day, are you checking out" ... I said "no" and paid an extra night .. I offered my hand in a curious handshake which she accepted and thanked her and her husband for providing such a good stay. Presenting myself as a curious and thoughtful person. I'm sure they knew me differently and I knew I was going to be putting on another show tonight.
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Posted on : May 11, 2015
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