Ami stood at the hotel balcony window, her naked body glistening lightly with the sweat of her recent lovemaking. She was on vacation in the Caribbean, and the naughty part of her sought to recreate a similar scene from a few years ago on another island when she brazenly stood au naturel on the balcony of a similar hotel, daring anyone to watch.
Alcohol had been involved in that episode - a lot of alcohol - but this time, she was stone-cold sober, but she didn't let that stop her. She couldn't help herself.
Normally fairly reserved, Ami liked the "idea" of being an exhibitionist, but in truth, she really wasn't; yet, there she stood, her nipples hardening in the warm Caribbean breeze, not really thinking that anyone could see her.
She was wrong.
On the ground floor, catty-corner from Ami's third-floor room, Liesel sat on her patio cooling down from her own recent lovemaking. A few minutes before, her attention had been drawn to the sounds of a woman approaching orgasm, and she'd realized the erotic emanations were coming from a room a couple floors above with an open sliding-glass door.
Liesel's legs parted slightly in the white silken robe, and she allowed her fingers to slip beneath the folds and leisurely stroke herself as she listened to the sounds. She was already quite wet from her own orgasm and that of her husband's, but that didn't prevent her from feeling a trickle of new excitement.
Whoever the woman was, she was clearly enjoying herself, and as her cries became more frantic, Liesel dipped her middle finger into her dilated hole, coating it with her and her husband's comingled juices. She brought it to her lips and greedily sucked it clean, which sent a tremor coursing through her body. She could feel the silky fabric rubbing across her overly sensitive nipples as she panted, and it felt like burlap being dragged over her rock-hard points.
Propping one leg up on the small table beside her chair, she parted her legs wider and felt the cool breeze caress the juncture of her thighs. Cum leaked from her pussy and dribbled down the crack of her ass, and when the wetness reached her tight little back hole, a new shiver ran through her.
At last, the woman came loudly, and Liesel couldn't help but smile.
"She's a screamer," she thought. "Glad I'm not the only one."
Liesel used her middle finger to smear sticky love fluids around her asshole, allowing the pad of her finger to slip inside slightly. She stifled a little groan as a new sound from the upper room reached her ears.
The rhythmic slapping, punctuated by grunts and moans from the woman, told Liesel that she was now getting fucked hard by her man, most likely from behind. Liesel pictured the woman on her knees, head buried in the covers of the bed as the man took her doggy style. In Liesel's mind, the woman would have large breast that would be swaying beneath her, perhaps being mauled as the man rutted deeply into her.
Maybe he'd slip his hands into her hair, pulling her head back as he rode her hard. He might even rain some well-aimed slaps onto her upturned buttocks. As these and other nasty thoughts were running through Liesel's head, her fingers danced over her swollen clit, and she felt her second orgasm of the night approaching.
As she came closer to cumming, the sounds of the man joined the moans of the woman, and Liesel knew they were all getting close. Her fingers moved even faster in an effort to reach her release at the same time he did.
