Hello GoneWildStories,
I’ve decided to share some of my adventures with you. I’ll be as detailed as possible and will change names of course. I haven’t had a tone of partners but I’ve had some good sex I think. Anyway, I hope you enjoy, I will start with an early one.
I used to be married to a woman named Becky.
Becky and I did a lot of firsts, first threesome, first bi experience, etc. She wasn’t my first partner, but my second. She taught me a lot about how to please her, like how to go down on a woman, how to move my hips, how different positions felt different ways. She was more experienced than me and even though our marriage ultimately ended, I still have some fond memories of our exploits.
Becky wasn’t tall, but she wasn’t tiny. She was about 5’7″, not skinny but curvy in the right ways. Curly brown hair, big bright eyes. We’d known each other a long time and I had always been attracted to her. She wasn’t a prude but it often took some prodding. Being young, I just thought this was how it was. Sex was something we did and it was mostly a routine affair, but every so often she’d get in a certain *mood* and it was those times that were the stuff of fantasies. When she let loose she could be very dirty and very, very sexy.
A few years into our marriage, we took a vacation to Cancun, Mexico. It wasn’t our first time going and we we liked to go during the off peak season when there were people but the place wasn’t crowded. We liked to stay at different resorts and for the most part stayed on site, taking advantage of the all inclusive nature of the place, the swim up bars, the restaurants, etc.
This time we had a room that was right up against the beach. The balcony had a great view and the sea breeze air was intoxicating. It was fall, so the storms out at sea had the waves crashing pretty hard and the noise coupled with the smell was relaxing.
After the stress of an early flight, getting luggage, transportation and check in, grabbing a few beers and lounging on the patio was a very welcome change for the afternoon of travel. I don’t know if that’s what put her in this particular mood, or if it was the combination of it all, but it definitely set Becky on fire.
Our room was on the second floor, however, the path that ran below was very hilly, and we were not “up in the air” so to speak. We were very close to the other guests walking by. I liked that. It gave you the view of the water but the feeling of being closer to ground level. Sitting back, drinking my second beer I couldn’t help but admire Becky leaning against the balcony wall staring at the ocean, her hair blowing around her face. She was wearing a bikini top and shorts and honestly, that was a good look in my mind for her. She had an ass that you enjoyed watching, and her breasts had always been full and honestly amazing.
She caught me staring and smiled. “Damn you’re sexy” I had said to her, or something like that. I didn’t really think she was up to anything other than relaxing.
But then the smirk, and she said something like “Oh yeah, why don’t you prove it”, teasing me, testing me I suppose. I have a high sex drive, I’m always willing but she always seemed to approach me cautiously, and I never really understood why. It’s one of the things I regret not asking, and now it’s just awkward.
I laughed at her and said something cocky like “go get in bed and I’ll prove it to you all evening”. But that wasn’t what she had in mind.
“Why not right here” I remember she said. I thought she was joking.
“In the middle of the afternoon where anyone walking by could see us?” I asked, incredulously. Becky wasn’t an exhibitionist, but my mind went to some riskier things *we had done* in the past, like the time we fucked in the ocean, or the time when she gave me a hand job and I fingered her at the same time lying in a hammock during an event at a different resort on a different vacation.
Maybe vacation got her hot, hell I didn’t know.
“Yes” was all she said, and unbuttoned and slid off her shorts, leaving only the bikini bottoms under.
“Are you sure?!” I was still kind of unbelieving.
“Don’t be a pussy” she said, and undid the bikini top.
I cant remember what I said, but I can remember my cock got so hard at that moment I thought it would burst. Maybe I didn’t say anything. Looking at my (then) wife, this beautiful woman, her beautiful large tits, nipples in the air walking towards me is something I’ll always carry in my mind.
I don’t remember what was said, I just remember that as she slid her bottoms off, revealing her completely waxed pussy, which is one of my turn-ons, I pulled my dick out and stroked it.
My dick isn’t huge, six inches, but it’s got girth and while I haven’t had a whole lot of lovers, the ones I’ve had have been complimentary to it, thank you very much.
At this point in my life, it was one of the sexiest things that had ever happened. Something had come over Becky and she hit her knees and took me into her mouth.
I leaned my head back and moaned as she sucked me. One thing I will give her – she was a goddess at oral. Never have I ever had a blowjob as good as Becky.
She lifted me up so she could pull my shorts all the way off and could get my dick in her mouth better. She ran her tongue from the base all the way to the tip, she licked and sucked my balls. She stroked me and looked into my eyes with hungry and needy ambitions. She reached down and started rubbing her pussy while sliding my cock in and out of her mouth.
I grabbed her hair in encouragement, telling her how good it felt, how fucking sexy she was and how amazing she looked with my cock in her mouth.
She stood up, in full view, walked back over the railing, leaning against it, her tits out for the whole world to see. She stood with her legs spread, looked back over at me and simply said “come fuck me”.
And I did. I walked up behind her, losing my shirt, grabbed her hair and pulled back as I slid my cock inside her pussy.
And god was she turned on. Her pussy felt like… lava. I don’t know how else to say it. And I can tell you that nothing feels better than sinking into someone you love and literally feeling them burning for you.
At this point, there was no loving embrace, there was no gentle caress, just a need. A deep animalistic need to fuck. So I fucked her as hard as I possibly could. And she moaned, and said the dirtiest things for anyone walking by to hear. And people did.
The show they got: this woman’s amazing tits bouncing while some guy drilled her from behind while she said moaned and growled “yeah baby fuck my wet pussy” or “fuck me harder” or “oh god I’m going to cum”.
When I came, I pushed her back on her knees and she took me right into her mouth. I fucking love it when a woman takes my cock that is coated with her wetness into her mouth like that. It pushes me over the edge almost every time. This time was no exception.
I erupted into her mouth, and she pulled me out and let me shoot ropes onto her face and tits. It felt incredible, and it felt like it lasted forever, though I’m sure it was very quick. Time gets a little distorted, you know?
When it was done, when *I* was done, I staggered back, panting, and there were more than a few claps and hoots from below.
I waved at our audience. There were only a few people that got an eye and ear full, but this single moment would influence other adventures years later.
We went inside, she wiped herself off, and I ate her pussy. It’s only fair right? After that we took a shower and went to dinner.
I wish I could tell you that the rest of the vacation was that kind of exciting but, though we fucked a lot none of it was as exciting or as risky as that first day on the balcony. Like I said, you had to get her into a certain *mood* to get her out of the vanilla headspace. Hopefully, her current husband has figured out the secret.
For me, we had more exploits over the next fifteen years, and I’m going to share those stories if you’d like, and others with other partners as well.
Thanks for reading. Stay sexy!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j8z2qk/mf_on_a_balcony_in_the_middle_of_the_day