[MF] The Harbor Gets a Free Show

Hey all!

I’m back again with a story about the wife and I from the “before times” (pre-pandemic). About two weeks before to be exact, when we took a weekend away in Baltimore.

The hotel room we booked was super nice. A very fluffy king size bed in the middle of one wall, with a floor to ceiling bow window looking out over the harbor. A specially made couch fit right up against the window. The bathroom was huge, with a fancy stand up shower stall complete with built in bench and glass doors. We were both impressed.

We spent most of our afternoon at the National Aquarium. After being in the crowds for close to four hours, Wifey and I both wanted to get back to the hotel and shower before dinner. As cold as it was outside, it had been sweltering inside. The walk back to the hotel wasn’t exactly pleasant either. The cold wind whipping at the sweat on our faces really sucked.

Back at the room, Wifey stepped into the bathroom first. I stood in front of the couch at the window admiring the sunset when she called out to me.

“Are you joining me?”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I had my shirt ripped off before I got through the bathroom door and was working on my belt buckle. As I stepped into the bathroom, I could see a very fancy white bra with small chains and jewels on it and matching thong on the counter with her towel. I played it cool through the steam in the room.

“That gets hot fast.” I remarked.

“It’ll get hotter once you’re in here.” Wifey said through the fogged up door. I pulled it open and stepped into a near sauna. Surprisingly it actually felt good. I made a move towards Wifey, but she laughed and pushed me away.

“Clean up first at least,” she giggled. “We stink after being in that heat.”

“Okay, okay. Damn.” I laughed as I started to rinse myself off.

We made small talk for a moment as we washed up. How the aquarium was great but it was way too hot. How cold it was outside. The view of the harbor. As I finished rinsing shampoo out of my hair, I felt Wifey give my cock a gentle tug. I looked at her with a slightly raised eyebrow as she stepped back towards the tile bench and sat down. Her gorgeous tits and ass still soaked from the shower. I stepped towards her and she reached around my hips and pulled me in.

“Much better.” she said as she took my length down her throat and began sucking away. Instantly sounds of slurping and moaning filled the bathroom as she took care of my cock. I grabbed a handful of her wet hair and began thrusting back and forth fucking her mouth. After a few minutes she pulled back, letting my rod fall from her mouth and smack off her chin.

“It tastes really good when it’s wet.” she said seductively as she licked her lips. “And if that tastes good …” She trailed off as she took my cock in her hand and stroked as she began licking my balls and taking them in her mouth one at a time.

“Oh shiiiiiit,” was all I could get out as she smothered her mouth with my nuts and jerked me, not breaking eye contact. Wifey expertly guided one finger from her free hand to my asshole, ever so slightly making contact. My cock twitched in her hand forcefully in response. She pried herself from my sac and lovingly french kissed the head before taking it back into her mouth for a moment. She released it again and looked up at me.

“Shall we?” she asked.

“Damn, I was enjoying this.” I replied. Wifey stepped from the shower, grabbed her towel and her lingerie.

“I didn’t say we were done.” she said as she stepped back out into the main room. Quickly I killed the shower stream and jumped out. I dried off as best I could and gave my hair one pass through with a brush. Once I was finished, I stepped out into the room.

Wifey was in her bra and thong. A white satin and lace push up with four thin chains dangling from the straps to the center on each side. Matching thong with chains at the hips. I could see the tops of her nipples poking over the cups as her tits strained against the bra. She beckoned me over to the bed and I instantly had her down. I pushed her legs into the air as I pulled her thong aside enough to get my tongue into her pussy.

“Yes, baby right there!” she screamed as I alternated between licking and kissing her beautiful slit. Her hands gripped at the bedsheets like her life depended on it as I felt her body convulse with the first orgasm. As she came, my tongue darted from her pussy straight to her little asshole. Her screams filled the room as her orgasm became even more intense. I didn’t let up until I was sure she was finished.

I pulled back and Wifey let her legs fall to the bed almost in exhaustion. I heard a boat horn from outside and glanced toward the window. Then Wifey surprised me.

“Let’s fuck on the couch.” she said with a smirk.

My brain was broken for a second. See, Wifey has a thing not so much for being watched, but for the thrill of a semi-public setting where someone *might* see. I don’t have that same kink, but I had a raging hard-on and it only got stronger as I watched her bend over the back of this couch leaning herself toward the glass. Her ass stuck out in such a way I knew I couldn’t say no to what was about to happen.

“You sure about this?” I asked.

“Yes. Fuck me baby.” she whined in response. As I stood up, I could see a ship coming into the harbor. It would be docking across the street from us. A dinner cruise. At ground level there must have been a crowd of 100 people waiting for it to pull in so they could board. All it would take would be one of them turning around and glancing up. During the day it was easy to see into the rooms. Now it was after dark and we had all of the room lights on.

Quickly I knelt down and went back to work on Wifey’s ass with my tongue. She squirmed and screamed with delight. As I ate her asshole, I slowly ran two fingers into her sopping pussy and began pumping in and out.

“You like that, don’t you?” I asked.

“Fuck yeah, baby.” she replied as she struggled to catch her breath. “And they can see us. All of those people can watch you use me.”

I stood up, pulling her thong aside and nearly tearing it off. The head of my cock found her opening and I began to slide in.

“They can see us, baby.” she cooed in an almost evil tone. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Show them how you fuck your good little slut.”

“Whore.” I grunted between thrusts. “You like putting on a show for strangers?”

“Yesssssss,” she begged. I could just imagine passersby below watching as her tits jiggled violently back and forth. How much detail could they see? Were they enjoying it? Disgusted?

“Fuck yeah, baby. They can all see.” she teased. “Make me yours. Cum inside me so everyone can see.”

There was no way I was containing myself. I gripped her hips as hard as I possibly could and fucked her as fast as my body could handle. My cock unloaded inside of her, throbbing over and over again.

“Ohhhh yeahhhhhhh!” she moaned as she came with me.

As we returned to our senses, we closed the curtains and cleaned up, giggling like little kids. We quickly showered (again), changed, and headed to dinner to continue our evening. It would now be a late dinner, but totally worth it.

Later, on our walk back from the restaurant, the dinner cruise had pulled back in and the passengers were disembarking. Most of them were older. Probably 50s and 60s. I overheard conversation that it was a Baptist church event. Wifey and I smiled at each other as we walked through the crowd, wondering if anyone had seen …

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/phcglw/mf_the_harbor_gets_a_free_show