To me, the ultimate in erotic excitement comes from watching a beautiful shaped ass as it winds its way up a staircase. The swaying of the hips, the fluid flexing of buttocks, is enough to give a hard-on to a dead man.
By the time Paula and I had reached the top of the stairs, I had an erection as hard as a pipe, plus an almost uncontrollable desire to slip it to her, right there on the top step. Fortunately, my love sensed my predicament (the bulge in my crotch was a dead giveaway) and took pity on me. She led me to an outdoor balcony overlooking the courtyard. Turning, she put her arms around my neck, her soft wet lips found mine, and she ground her pelvis urgently against the bulge trapped inside my pants. Her hand found my zipper and released the prisoner inside. Using my penis as a handle. She guided me to the shadows at the end of the balcony, gently squeezing and massaging it en route. In the courtyard below a number of guests were attending a garden party, sipping wine while string ensemble provided background music.
Our balcony was partly screened from view by a waist high brick wall. Paula promptly bent over, resting her forearms on the top of this wall, planting her feet solidly apart, and looking at me with an expression that said, "Okay, you horny cocks man, have Ago at it!" I didn't wait for a second invitation. Dropping to my knees behind her. I lifted her ankle-length skirt and held it up to The small of her back. Since she wore no panties, all of her tantalizing goodies were on display. I buried my nose in the dark hollow at the juncture of her thighs and inhaled deeply. What a hardy aroma, what a heavenly perfume! I kissed nibbled licked up and down the delightful crack, and spread the cheeks, running the tip of my tongue around the rim of her anus. Paula signaled her appreciation by moaning softly while she clenched and unclenched her buttocks.
