Fun on the Balcony
Do you remember that trip we took to Chicago last summer?
I was invited to a 3-day convention and you decided to join me for the trip. We checked into a very nice hotel on Michigan Avenue with a corner suite with a view of the lake - very nice! After the first day, you and I spent some time at the reception, had a couple of cocktails, but then decided to retreat to our room early as we were both feeling a bit horny and thought we would have a lot more fun there. We went back to our room and got comfortable. You changed into your short silk robe and I removed my jacket and tie.
You went out onto the balcony, which was situated about 2 floors up from a rooftop terrace and pool area where the reception was still going on. You leaned over with a glass of wine in your hand and took in the view of the crowd below and the lake beyond. Since your robe had risen up on your beautiful tush, I took in the view of your luscious derriere and the thin black fabric of your black thong that disappeared invitingly between your legs. I approached you from behind, put my arm around you, kissed you deeply and dropped my hand to your right breast, where I squeezed and teased your nipple until it was erect and hard. Your kiss became a bit more intense and when we looked back to the crowd below, we could see a couple of the more observant couples looking up in our direction. Still, since there were no lights on our balcony, we decided that they really couldn't see that much.
I moved behind you then, and this time slipped my hand underneath your robe, pushed your thong to one side and exposed your moist pussy to the exploration of my finger. As I caressed you there, all the while pressing up against you so that you could feel the hardness in my pants, you began to moan softly, but mindful of those below, you kept your composure and even raised you glass to a couple below who had waved to you at the same moment I slid my index finger in your pussy while pressing my thumb against your anus. No one below could see me now, as I had moved completely behind you. You had left you heels on, so you were standing 4 inches taller than normal, and of course, they tended to thrust your pelvis backwards, inviting me to take advantage of you. You called these your "fuck me heels".
You were very wet at this point and I pulled my finger out of you and licked your wetness, savoring the cinnamon sweet taste of you. My cock was rock hard now. I put both hands on your hips, told you to spread your legs a bit more, and simultaneously pulled you to me as I inserted my throbbing cock into your pussy. This time, you did cry out a bit and a few people looked up, but you just smiled at them and tried to not let on that you were fucked and fucked hard, although the wine splashing out of your glass onto your hand and onto the terrace below may have given you away a bit.
After a few minutes of thrusting, I could sense that you were ready to come. You pussy tightened around my cock and began to throb. You moaning was getting louder now and you were having trouble maintaining that smile on your face for anyone who happened to look up. Then, you pushed back against me hard, and I could feel your witnesses gush out onto my cock and balls. Your spasms went on for some time and the way your slippery cunt milked my cock caused me to come in you in great waves.
Once the last spasm subsided, I slipped out of you and you felt the cum run down your inner thigh. You stood, turned and kissed me passionately. Some of those below may have suspected what was going on, but they went on with their chatting and we thought we had gotten away with the perfect public fuck. - at least until we heard some soft clapping coming from our right. We looked over and were surprised to see a couple we had met earlier that night. They were on the adjoining balcony, smiling broadly at us and showing their appreciation for our performance. We didn't know what to say at first, but the woman whispered something in her partner's ear and he spoke first.