[F]ucking on the porch

I wanted to make sure my boyfriend’s birthday ended on a special note. After going out for an afternoon happy hour, we came home together to enjoy some wine on my porch, a fourth-floor balcony that looks into some other backyards, enclosed sunrooms, and other outdoor porches.

I wanted to tease him, so I took off my top and shorts and brought him drinks in just my bralette and thong.

After I set down the wine, he pulled me into his lap and began kissing me and teasing my nipples. This turned me on immediately and gave me an idea: he’s said for weeks now he’d thought it would be hot to fuck me on the porch during the daytime. What better day to do so than a birthday?

I dropped to my knees between his legs and slowly slid his shorts over his already hard cock before wrapping my lips softly over his tip, already catching drops of pre-cum with my swirling tongue, staring directly into his eyes the entire time.

After less than a minute, he put a firm hand on the back of my neck and encouraged me to stand up. He pulled my mouth to his and kissed me once, deeply, before turning me around, sliding my thong to the side, and pushing his cock into my pussy. There’s something about fucking in the open air—the feeling of a light breeze catching the gaps between our skin as I bounced up and down on his cock—that made the feeling of him inside me even more intense.

I did my best to keep quiet, turning my moans into whispers even as he pressed deeper and deeper inside me. A downstairs neighbor opened a beer can in the backyard, while someone across the alley took out their trash. All it would have taken was for them to look up, and they would have seen me sliding up and down on his cock, his hands on my hips pushing me up then pulling me down over and over.

The thrill of nearly being seen and maybe being heard was too much. I came in gasping breaths while he told me I was a very good girl for staying so quiet and asked me if I thought I’d done enough to earn his cum. I whispered back that I’d been very good to be such a quiet slut for him, and he grabbed my hips and held me on his cock while he shuddered and came inside me.

I climbed off him, turned around, and winked as I walked inside with him not far behind. The next several hours were spent showing him just how good I could be when I didn’t need to be so quiet for the neighbors, but that’s a story for a later time. Let’s just say I gave him exactly what he wanted for his birthday

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