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captnjac
Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 154
United States

Stories

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One Night Stand

She was alone in her room.

It was a Tuesday. There was no major convention in town like last week’s NASP convention, in which all sort of things went on, but that is a different story. I just got back to my office around 4:30PM from a late meeting. Sitting down at my desk I looked over to the hotel. There were a lot of windows with open drapes but no one in them. The earlier NASP left a lot of rooms open and needing maid service. I saw a light go o...

The Black Banana

The Black Banana was always known for its wild side

It was a Saturday night. For some reason, we were together, the three of us. Any way...I come along in a new pickup truck with a bench seat. I pick up the two of you at Di’s house. You are wearing a short wrap mini skirt with a mesh blouse, no bra. (I find out later that you are not wearing panties) Di is wearing a pareo with a triangle bikini top...the triangles are not very big. I also notice that Di has a navel ring. S...

Marriott Blond

A Blond Squirter

The woman, across the way, came out of the darkness of her room toward the window. The drapes were opened all the way, so as she neared the window you could tell that she was naked.She was blond with straight hair down to the middle of her back. She had to be 5’-6" to 5’-8" tall. Her breasts were a good size, tear drop in shape with pronounced nipples. She had a slender waist and nice hips, what I would call curvy. Her na...

Nila

Nila through the window

The room was dark when I first caught a glimpse of her as she walked past the window. The drapes were fully opened and I caught a flashing glimpse of white. Was she naked? I knew the figure walking by the window was a woman just by the curves of the shadow. I was working at my desk twelve floors up facing the Marriott Hotel across the street. From my vantage point I see a lot. Most times it is just people in various stage...

Sharon

My muse from across the way.

She was curled up on the windowsill in a short gown or dress of some sort. Looking out the window she shifted. Her bare legs extended out with the gown riding high up her thigh. She looked up and saw me across the way looking at her. Initially she started to shift away but something came over her and she turned ever so slightly in my direction exposing more of her leg. I am smitten. I am drawn to her body, to her face, to...