A hotel balcony in Barcelona [MF]

I was late back to the hotel after finishing work, she was waiting for me in our room overlooking a busy plaza. She was wearing just a top, kneeling on a chair on the balcony, and she stuck out her pale ass for me to appreciate.

I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her, sucking her uneven lips and swirling my tongue around her tight, perfect asshole. She sipped her wine as I lost myself in my work, and gazed out at the crowds below.

Her juices ran down my chin, and she pushed out her ass a little more. I sucked, licked and swirled until eventually she half turned and demanded my cock inside her NOW.

I stood behind her, and looked out the the plaza below, now crowded with people heading out to dinner.

I slowly pushed my cock into her dripping pussy, and she moaned softly and pushed back. She kept looking out at the people below, subtly moving in time to my thrusts. I fucked her harder, and she tried hard to look serene. I grabbed a handful of her thick dark hair and she finally let out some noise.

A long time ago in a wintery Edinburgh [MF]

I met her in London, she was an Australian backpacker, freshly landed and still giggling about taking the tube towards Cockfosters from Heathrow.

I was staying in a crappy hotel, a small single room with just a single bed and a sink, in a reasonably nice part of London. We chatted and drank for most of the day, then when people drifted away we eventually headed back to my room.

Just a few minutes later I was pulling her ass cheeks apart as she straddled me and attempted to swallow my cock. She moaned into my cock without once letting it slip from her lips, as she came over and over on my tongue.

A few weeks later she’d moved to Edinburgh to work in a hotel, and when I had a free weekend I flew up there and got a room in a fancy hotel on the Grassmarket. She met me at the airport and we spent the entire time in bed, tying each other up, licking all over and eating room service food while resting in between yet more sex.