The Voyeur At The Motel: A Guest Blog Sex Story Pt1

Today the sex story is not my own, it belongs to a friend. I’ll let him tell you all about it! Can you call this a sex story? See,...

Today the sex story is not my own, it belongs to a friend. I’ll let him tell you all about it!

Can you call this a sex story? See, being at the motel for most of his life, at the age of 44 has been very lonely for Tommy. Both parents had long passed away. Day in and day out serving his guest. Not because he wanted to, but rather it has just been what he’s done. Over the years his curiosity of the sounds and conversations coming through the walls of the maintenance hall had driven him to drilling peepholes into each room.

Watching addictively, always leaving his shame on the floor. This evening a man identifying himself as a doctor traveling through with a special patient checked in. Watching through the blinds he noticed the woman seeming distressed and the doctor placed a rag over her mouth. The woman immediately fell limp in his arms.

The doctor then carried her to the room and push through the door. He returned to his car and retrieved his medical bag and a large suitcase. This stirred in Tommy’s brain his curiosity got the best of him this time. Slowly and quietly he crept through the maintenance hall and stopped at the hole in the wall.

Peering through the hole was rapidly causing him to become aroused.

The woman had been undressed and tied to the bed. The doctor came out of the bathroom just as the woman started stirring around. Calmly he grabbed the medical bag and placed it on the bed. Pulling a bottle out and pouring something on a rag. Which he placed over the woman’s face again causing her to go limp again. Once he was satisfied she was unconscious he placed the bottle and rag onto the bed. The doctor then returned to the bathroom, washing his hands and then left the room.

Tommy heard the car starting and leaving. This electrified his pulse causing him to tremble from the anticipation of what he was about to do. Leaving the hall he quickly grabbed the master key and went to the room. Slowly he opened the door watching behind him to make sure no one else was around. He shut the door quietly and moved towards the bed… It was time to make his own sex story!

Stay tuned for part 2, or call me up for some kinky phone sex and hear what our boy Tommy got into next!

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