0 comments/ 29079 views/ 2 favorites Sex On The Balcony By: calla59 I'm sitting on the balcony of our hotel room in New Orleans. My boyfriend and I are sitting in silence, sharing a joint. The breeze is balmy and I'm so relaxed from the feeling of carelessness that has seeped into me since we've been here. This is not our normal life; normally we're stressed out college students who never have time for anything and are utterly neurotic. Right now we're on vacation for two weeks, and I feel like a totally different person. I don't understand how I could care about the things I cared about so strongly before. I'm wearing a pair of boyshort underwear that I hope can pass as shorts to everyone else but I've decided not to care, and a tank top. My legs and shoulders are tanned and gleaming with perspiration. I feel so loose and hot. My pussy has just recovered from the fuck session that we shared in our bed. I don't know where my boyfriend's at, he sitting there in a pair of shorts and nothing else, totally silent. My eyes scan my surroundings lazily, and I notice a couple on the balcony beside us. They're hot, and the girl is sitting on her guy's lap as they kiss and kiss. I'm enjoying this. Their session intensifies and the girl swings her legs around to straddle him. Mmmm. They're totally engrossed with each other and I look over to boyfriend to find that he's staring at them too. We share a sly smile. The guy is running his hands along the girl's slim torso, going on top of and then under the t-shirt. She's obviously not wearing a bra and his hand ends up on her breast and starts to describe smaller and smaller circles on it. His other hand grabs her ass, smacks it , and then jacks it up so she's right up against him. I'm totally lost in the show when the girl comes up from kissing and looks in our direction. We make eye contact. I'm utterly startled, and then she smiles widely. Her guy looks up then to, smiles, and continues to stroke her breast. Where is this going? Where oh where? They go back to kissing for a bit, and then the guy starts to work her shirt up her torso, exposing her breasts. He looks over to us as he's rubbing her breasts. As this is happening I feel my boyfriend's hand come across my stomach and pull me into his lap. His hand runs down my thigh and then up to my stomach again. The couple looks at us and realizes that we've joined in and smiles at us and at each other. The guy positions them so that they're facing us and we have a better view of her breasts and continues to knead them. I feel my boyfriend move his hand up to my pert breasts and after a bit of touching he takes off my top. Now both me and the other girl are on display. My boyfriend starts to rub my clit through my underwear now, and I can feel him as hard as ever against my ass. Oh god, how far should I let this go? Ah fuck it, I don't care… this feels too good. The guy across the street starts to take off his girl's pants. She stands up and lets him strip her completely. She sits back down with her legs spread wide with a bit of room between them. He starts to dip his hands into her pussy and finger fuck her. Then he forces her down on his cock that he 's brought out. With his hands on her hips he moves her up and down. We can see every movement, every slap of his balls on her ass. While this is going on my boyfriend has slipped his hand under my underwear and is rubbing my clit and finger fucking me too. He pushes against my back and makes me stand up, takes off my underwear and leans me against the railing with my ass in the air. I can feel him get into position behind me and I can hear his belt buckle come unfastened and his shorts drop to the floor. His hands come around and grope me breasts hard. Then I can feel his cock against me pussy. He rubs his cock a couple of time around the entrance of my fuckhole, then he enters in one swift motion. He fucks me so hard that I have to hold on to railing with all my strength. It feels so good and I can hear him grunting. One of his hands lets go of my breasts and smacks my ass a couple of times. "Take it" he says in a gruff voice, "Take it bitch". I can't answer. All I can do is moan. As I start to come I realize that there are people on the street below that have noticed what we're doing and are staring up at me. But I can't stop. I don't care in the moment. With one huge thrust that knocks my whole body into the railing he comes. After a few moments he sits back down on the chair and pulls me into him. The other couple across the way is lazily smiling at us as the lazily caress each other. Sex on the Balcony Ch. 01 Tonight will be the first time he sees her face, Laura knew what he looked like from the photos he sent. Excitedly, she walked into the hotel, got the key from the front desk and headed up to the fifth floor. The first thing she noticed was four candles, two on either side of the bed; they filled the room with a soft glow. From the door, she could see the slider to the balcony was open and the curtain was waving from the soft ocean breeze. There was a faint clicking sound and she followed it to a pair of cuffs dangling from the railing. It was clear Sir had plans for the evening that included something outside. Her instructions were on the bed; a sheet of parchment paper folded with exacting edges. Looking around the room she felt delighted and aroused. On the head board were two ropes draped over the posts; a long sleeve white shirt hung on the closet door and it appeared as if it had been pressed. A garter belt with stockings and black panties were on the foot of the bed. On the table was a plug and a shot glass filled with brown whiskey; it was jack, there was no doubt in her mind. Apparently, Sir went through painstaking detail to get the room ready. The writing on the outside of her instructions was hand written and his penmanship was impeccable; "drink first, and then read." She grabbed the letter, sat down and hit the shot like a pro. The warmth went down her throat like sliding into a steaming hot tub on a clear cold night. She remembered one of the first private things she told him, "I have a shot of Jack, just one." Damn, he understands how a woman works. "Laura, it's been quite a while since our first email and I feel we're ready. Please follow these instructions and let's enjoy our evening together." Before she finished the first sentence, her heart rate had increased and she was wet with anticipation. "In the nightstand are some toys; I want you to choose three you think we will play with and place them on the pillow. Dress in the items I have provided and put the panties on the outside of the garter and stockings." The excitement she felt as her clothes dropped to the floor was exquisite and donning the objects he picked made her feel sexy, wanted and desired. The shirt had a hint of his cologne and it smelled discerning, "please leave all the buttons unfastened except for the last two." She opened the nightstand and was excited to see some her favorite things; she selected nipple clamps, a blind fold and the firm leather paddle. Thoughts of him spanking her ass, blind folded while the clamps pinched her nipples made the heat between her legs intensify. "Insert the plug into your sexy ass and when I bend you over, I want to see the outline of the base against your panties." His commands made her aroused beyond anything she has experienced and slipping it in her bum was sensational. "When you're properly dressed, go to the balcony and peer over the edge." Laura made her way to the balcony and looked down; she could see the activity around the pool and the Tiki hut. Sir was at the bar, looking intently up at the balcony; she instinctively knew what to do for him. With her waist pressed against the railing, she opened his shirt and let the girls enjoy the night air. Laura cupped her breasts and she massaged them as he watched. The evening air made her nipples erect and she pinched them between her thumb and forefingers until she felt the electricity run to her crotch. Sir took one hand and clasped it around his wrist and then the other; she knew what this meant; she cuffed herself; and waited. Laura's back was to the door and she heard him come in. "Do not turn around," his voice was stern and deliberate. He didn't waste time; she felt the blind fold slip over her head and cover her eyes. "I expected you to arouse me with your balcony show and you didn't disappoint. You looked quite sexy playing with the girls; but I especially liked when you cuffed yourself to the rail." There was something about hearing his voice and not seeing him that aroused her. Sir tugged at the collar of the shirt and he slipped it off her shoulders; it bunched around her wrists and hung there, draped over the cuffs. He stepped back in the room and left her on the balcony, naked and alone. She heard a metal on metal sound in the room and wondered how long he would leave her there. It's almost like you could hear the air parting as the leather paddle made it way to her ass. The type of sound that makes you wonder; what is that? And just as the thought makes its way into the receptors in her brain, a sudden and abrupt action changes the entire situation. CRACK!! Laura was not sure if the sound startled her more or the impact, whichever it was, her had her full attention. She felt the sting of the paddle and it was loud enough for others to hear. Sir's hand grasped the back of her hair, knotted it up tightly in his fist, bent her over at the waist and pulled her backwards. Her arms were stretched out and he forced his knee between her legs. "Spread your legs Laura, I want to see if I can make my pussy drip as I paddle you." Out on the balcony she was exposed, vulnerable and on public display. Her mind recalled another chat they had and she remembered telling him this is what she wanted. Whoosh, SMACK!! A second jolt was delivered to her sweet ass; this time to the other cheek and he spanked her with authority and purpose. She could hear voices around the hotel and she knew if others were on their balconies, they would see her being throttled, hear the impact. There was no mistake, Sir liked this and she understood something; this was as much for him as it was for her. "I was once considered a pansy type; thought unable to push boundaries to the desired limits. Do you feel like that is the case, Laura? Am I a pansy" "Not really, I..." SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!! "Please remember protocol Laura; or it may turn into a long night for you." Damn, the chats they had were not just playful and innocent talks; he was training her. She started to put these things together; he's been molding me for this night; for our sessions together. Her pussy was soaked and she wanted more.