New Orleans
I have a few instances of peaking through a window. It happens more often for me I think because I travel and I often wake up in the middle of the night and lounge on hotel balconies.
A few years ago my wife and I went to a hotel (which shall remain nameless) in New Orleans during Essence Festival. This particular hotel sat about a 1/2 block from the intersection of Bourbon Street and it has a sister hotel located directly across the street. These hotels don't have large capacities but they are one of a few that offer balconies. We were lucky enough to have a pvt balcony.
I don't know if this was intentional or just happenstance, but when the french doors to the balcony are fully open, you can lay on your bed and look directly across at the balconies of the sister hotel. If their doors are open you can literally wave at each other. For the three days we stayed, we saw (an participated) in some risky peaks this trip.
The most entertaining came from a couple located on the 2rd floor of the hotel across from us. There room had a shared balcony with at least one other room. It was around 3am. My wife and I had just returned to our room from Bourbon Street, taken a shower and went on the balcony for a nightcap. The patrons were still parting and some of the guess had taken their parties to their rooms and balconies.
Directly across from us but one floor up there was a particularly large hotel room. All the lights were on. The french doors leading to the balcony and the adjacent windows were all fully open and all the shades and curtains were drawn. We could see a crescent shaped couch in the middle of what looked like one of those sunken floors. What caught our attention was the female dancing and singing. Here male companion sitting on the couch not paying her much attention.
A few minutes passed and she began to take off her shirt and bra. She had nice dark long hair and perky b-c size tits. By this time my wife was on the bed. I called her to come look. Visitors on the balconies facing the couples started to look as well. I assumed the show would be quick as she'd close the blinds. But she didn't. She kept dancing and singing. Her singing drew the attention of the patrons on their shared balcony. But they didn't make any obvious move to see. Instead they took turns taking quick peaks around the divider that separated them.
Minutes pass and soon the girl was fully nude and dancing, standing between the guy and the tv. It was only then that he begin to get frisky with her. Standard sucking her tits and kissing. She lifted one leg sort of Captain Morgan style and he fingered her for a bit before she began taking off his shirt. She virtually dropped from view and I could only assume she was sucking him off by the looks on his face. This continued for a few minutes before she rose up and pushed him back onto the couch. She straddled him and rode the fuck of the guy. She defiantly was in control.
Eventually he rolled her over the began fucking her missionary style. My wife, myself and many other on the balconies just watch. BTW, she knew what she was doing because she was loud. I could only hear she slightly but that was over street noise and from I was on the other side of the street. The sounds drew a bigger crowd from those whom shared a balcony with them. Around six to eight of them took turns peaking around the divider. I don't know long they went at it. My wife called me into the room before I could watch them finished.
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