Balcony Voyeurism

​I stand on the balcony naked, overlooking Dundas Square, while sipping a glass of white wine. The colourful billboards flash brilliantly, as city goers hurry about into the night. The cool summer breeze is refreshing against my bare skin, as I patiently wait for him.


​He slips behind me, still damp from the shower. His protruding manhood presses against my lower back, as his hands gently caresses my breasts. I crane my neck to kiss firm lips, while he pinches my nipples playfully.


We lock into a passionate embrace., my fingers slide down his stomach, following the treasure trail. I squeeze gently, feeling his cock grow even harder between my fingers. In a swift move that causes me to gasp, he lifts me into his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist for extra support. Our lips crush together, our bodies melting into a heated embrace.


​At his touch my body electrifies, the sweet spot between my legs wet and ready. I can barely breathe as he nibbles on my ear lobe, a pleasure point of mine. His kisses trail up and down my neck, and I beg for more.


​He places me carefully on to a plastic chair. I shiver not at the coolness of the chair, but at his tongue between my inner thighs. Eyes closed, I lean back with a satisfied sigh. The man knew how to please me orally, his tongue moving in quick circles over my clit. I grab the back of his head, grinding myself against his face.


​I moan out demands as he sucks on my lower lips. Feeling the tingle of an approaching orgasm, I plead with him not to stop. Sounds of pleasure escape my lips, as I press my pelvis up against his face. My toes curl and my entire body clenches before it releases all at once. Juices cover the lower half of his face, and my body shudders with the after effects of my big O.


"How was that?" He asks while wiping his mouth and getting off his knees.


​"I need a minute to recover," I breathe heavily while reaching for my glass of Pinot Grigio.


​"Take all the time you need," he sits in the chair beside mine stroking his cock.


​We sip wine and stare at the city lights.


​"Come here," I beckon at him with my index finger.


​I have him stand by my chair, as I lick from his balls to the tip of his erect penis. He groans softly, as I run my soft lips up and down his cock. He tastes fresh from the shower and I take all of him into my mouth, sucking hard and fast. Saliva drips from my lips on to his cock. My dark round nipples grow hard with arousal.


​He shoves his cock to the back of my throat repeatedly. Choking and gasping for air, I love every minute of it. One hand caresses his balls, while the other searches for the condoms on the plastic table. My fingers finally graze over aver a condom wrapper. Still sucking his cock, swirling my tongue over the smooth tip, I open the wrapper.


​I roll the condom on and he pushes me up against the balcony railing. He slides his cock into my tight wet pussy, fucking me hard. I grab the railing tightly steadying myself. My moans are so loud now, they're more like screams of pleasure. I'm bent over like a proper slut, taking his huge cock thrust after thrust. 


​                                                                                                          Jessica Steele