On my Balcony The street was packed with people. The sultry sound of Jazz music from a nearby club floated on the air. The streetlights were just beginning to come on and the sun was setting, casting a reddish, orange glow on everything within its reach. I stood on the balcony of my second story room watching the narrow street a few feet below me. The heat had been unbearable most of the day. Even now, with the sun setting it was still well into the ninety's and what breeze there was, was like the heat from an open oven. The air was so full of humidity I could feel the moisture from it on my skin. I inhaled deeply, the sweet smell of the exotic red flowers that climbed the outside wall and crept over to the railing of the balcony filled my lungs. Stars were starting to twinkle as night fell on the city and the moon had risen early and hung low and huge in the darkening sky. I lifted my glass, sipped, let the cool liquid flow past my lips, enjoying the sensation it left on my tongue and enjoying even more the tingling the sweet liquor caused to flow through me. The liquor, the sounds, the smells and the heat were all having an intoxicating effect on my senses and adding a dreamlike quality to the night. I closed my eyes and let my hips began to move to the music. The sundress I wore was thigh length, white, and made of thin almost transparent material. I wore nothing underneath, not in this heat. I loved the feel of the soft fabric moving sensuously over my bottom and legs, caressing my heated skin gently. I swallowed the last of my drink and set the glass on the small table next to me. With a small sigh I went back to watching the street below. I listened to the mixture of voices and music and activity. I watched as people went along their merry way oblivious to my watching. Except for one, one man, standing on the sidewalk across the street and looking up in my direction… looking at me. I had seen him before, in the lobby of my hotel, in the dining room, even in the coffee shop across the street. We had smiled when our eyes met and even had a short conversation about the weather while we both stood waiting for the elevator. He had a very deep voice, was at least six-two, very tanned, black hair and intense blue-gray eyes. He was looking at me now with that intense gaze and a slightly amused quirk to his mouth and I wondered just how long he had been watching me and just how transparent my dress was in the growing darkness with the light behind me. A small shiver ran down my spine as our eyes met and held their gaze. A bead of sweat slowly slid between my full breasts causing my nipples to harden. Could he see that from where he was standing? Was I somehow communicating to him that he was the sexiest man I had ever laid eyes on and that something in his gaze was causing sensations inside me that no stranger, no one, had ever caused in me? A tingle began in my stomach and began to spread through me. Even my toes tingled. Something was definitely being communicated between us. His grin had disappeared and he was still as stone, just standing there staring up at me. I could feel the hot wetness begin between my legs and my clit was beginning to throb. I pressed my hand to my stomach. I couldn't help but wonder what his reaction would be if I slid my hand between my legs right here, with all the people around and the night going on around us. I've never been a shy person, all the activity and people wouldn't bother me, would only add to the excitement, add to the forbidden quality of the whole experience. Besides, I didn't think anyone else was paying any attention. A slight smile curved my lips and ever so slowly my hand slid a little lower. The railing was almost chest high on me but the spindles were spaced just far enough apart that he could get a good view of me. I could see his eyes follow the movement of my hand and a feeling like an electric shock ran from my head to my toes when his eyes narrowed and he looked as if he were daring me to continue. Slowly, I eased my hand down past my belly button. I began to move my hips with the music again, just slightly, my hand sliding lower. With my left hand I eased my dress up just enough for my right hand to slide to my inner thigh. His eyes followed. My breathing was shallow and quick, the rise and fall of every breath rubbing my pebbled nipples against the silky fabric. I bit my bottom lip against the sweet torture as my clit throbbed and ached for release. I moved my hand over my mound and slowly slid my middle finger along the opening teasingly. I let out a breathy moan as I slid my finger between my swollen lips my muscles clenching tightly around my finger. I was so ready that my finger slid inside my hot wetness as deep as it would go. At that moment, someone bumped into my one-man audience and broke the spell. My hands jerked away from myself guiltily and he turned away. He gave the person a tense smile and said a few words and the bumper was on his way again, then he looked back up at me for a long tense moment. Abruptly, he looked away and crossed the street through the crowd. I lost sight of him when he got to the sidewalk under my balcony. Heaving a shaky sigh, I leaned against the railing. My body trembled, my clit still throbbed and my nipples felt neglected as hell. I was definitely going to have to give myself some attention just as soon as I could walk back inside my room. I couldn't help thinking I must be crazy for what just happened. But regardless how crazy it seemed, the raw ache and hunger for release would not go away. I turned and went back inside my room. I turned off the lights until only the dim bedside lamp remained when there was a knock on my door. Room service? Hmm, I didn't remember ordering anything. I crossed the small room to the door and looked through the peephole. My heart slammed inside my chest. It was him! With trembling fingers I turned the knob and opened the door wide. He stood there, a hand braced on each side of the doorframe. He didn't speak and neither did I. We just stood there staring at each other for long moments. Damn, I was aching. My clit was throbbing, my nipples were hard and tingling and I was wet enough to drown in. I could tell from the way his pants stretched across him that his cock was hard and very nicely sized. The muscles between my legs clenched. Licking my lips, I took two steps back. No way was I turning him away! With a wicked gleam in his eye he came in, shut and locked the door. He came toward me and I took a teasing step back. The look on his face was so primitive it made me weak in the knees. It took all my will power to play this game and not rip off his pants and throw him to the floor. Smiling slyly, he took a step closer, walked past me and out onto the balcony. He turned back to face me when he got to the railing and held out a hand to me. When I was close enough, I slid my hand into his much larger one. I gasped in mild surprise as he roughly pulled me against him. He put his arms around me and pulled me even tighter, my hands pinned against his chest. His heart was pounding as hard as my own and his cock was bulging and straining against his zipper. My clit throbbed painfully in response. Gently, he placed his lips to mine and I opened my mouth to him willingly. His kiss was long, hard and rough and when he pulled back, my ears were ringing from its potency. I stood there with my eyes still closed and softly I heard him whisper near my ear, his voice deep and hoarse, "Finish what you started." I opened my eyes and blinked a couple times, his meaning not clear to me. His hold on me loosened and he moved away from me and sat in the only chair on the balcony. I stood for a moment slightly confused. "Finish what you started when I was watching you from the street." My brain clicked like a light bulb being turned on and the throbbing in my clit picked up speed to match the beating of my heart. He still wanted to be my audience and I was very willing to perform. I leaned back against the railing, spread my legs just enough so he could see as I slid my hand between my thighs. The inside of my legs were wet and I knew my fingers would slide easily inside me. My lips were swollen and my clit was pebble hard and I knew this would be a short show. My eyes never left his face and his never left my hands. He watched as I slid a strap off my shoulder baring one breast and rubbed my fingers over my hard nipple, pinching, twisting and teasing. He never moved a muscle, just sat still as a statue as I slid two fingers inside me and began to ease them slowly in and out…in and out…as my thumb teased my clit. My hand that had been sweetly torturing my nipple slid down my body between my thighs. I kept pumping the fingers of my right hand in my pussy as I rubbed the fingers of my left hand along my puffy, wet lips. I could feel my juices ooze out around my fingers and I moaned in lusty pleasure feeling my fingers buried inside my hot cunt. Raising my hand back to my breast, I smeared my cum over the nipple and I pinched it to full erection before pushing my breast up and lowering my head sucking my cream covered nipple into my mouth. I could hear him moan and I answered it with one of my own. God, I was going to explode any second. I began to fuck myself harder and faster as I bit and sucked my nipple. As I felt my orgasm build and flare to life, I let go of my breast and grabbed the rail to hold myself up. My breathing was hard and fast and I moved my hips forward to meet my hand. My drenched pussy clenched around my fingers as I pumped furiously. My eyes never left his as I came in my hand. I leaned back against the railing, my legs trembling and I eased my fingers out of myself. My pussy still throbbed. There are times when fingers just are not enough. As I watched, he got up and came to stand in front of me. I raised my hand to my mouth and slowly slid one wet finger between my lips, sucking it deep into my mouth and pulling it out. He moaned deeply, reached out and grasped my wrist in one strong hand. He pulled my hand to his mouth and sucked both of my wet fingers completely into his hot mouth. I moaned softly at the feel of his tongue licking and sucking the cum from my fingers. “So sweet.” He whispered when he was through and leaned forward and kissed me. I could taste myself on his tongue and it sent an erotic thrill through me. Reaching down, I unfastened his pants and began to push them down, over his hips, all the way to his ankles while he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the balcony floor. I stayed on my knees before him sighing in pleasure as I took his hard shaft in my hands. I didn't waste time, I took him completely in my mouth and down my throat in one swift movement feeling feminine pride when he grabbed the railing with both hands and moaned deeply. I increased my suction and speed, my hands massaging his balls. His hips began to move slowly forward and back pushing his cock deeper then teasing away. I moaned and sighed loving the feel and taste of him and it sent a shiver through me imagining him between my legs thrusting furiously into me. Without warning, he grabbed my hair holding my head in place as he pulled his cock out of my mouth. “Stand up.” He demanded hoarsely as he gently tugged on my hair. When I got to my feet he kissed me again roughly, pulling away abruptly and letting me go. He kicked off his shoes and pants, standing before me completely naked, his hard body glistening with sweat. Wrapping an arm around me he turned me so I was facing the street my back to him. I closed my eyes as I felt him press against me. I could feel the heat of his throbbing manhood through the thin material of my dress as he pressed against the small of my back. I groaned and grabbed the railing with both hands when I felt his hands on the front of my thighs, sliding upward and pushing my dress up to just below my breasts. It briefly crossed my mind how glad I was it was totally dark now and I had turned off the lights in my room. He ran his hands along my thighs sliding one between my legs, one finger sliding teasingly along my pussy before entering me. I moaned at the feel of his finger and gasped as his other hand reached up and pinched an aching nipple roughly. He pushed his finger deep in me, finger fucking me slowly. My hips wiggled and I pushed back against him wanting more. He slid another finger inside. Oh fuck yes. “I want to fuck you.” He whispered in my ear placing a hand to my back and pushing me forward so I was bending slightly over the rail.  I felt his fingers slide out of me, then the head of his cock at my entrance. “Now!” he growled and buried his hot cock deep inside of me. “Oh god!” I gasped and bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out. Slowly he pulled his shaft almost completely out of me and thrust deeply forward again. I whimpered and moaned. Oh fuck, he felt so incredible inside me. Over and over he pulled almost completely free and thrust deep into my aching cunt while he cupped my tits and mauled my nipples. I hung on the rail unable to let go. My eyes were closed but I could swear I could see the stars twinkling and exploding like fireworks as he began to pick up the pace pushing his cock deeper and harder, faster and faster, pounding into my hot pussy until I thought I would scream. My muscles clenched and tightened and I almost sobbed as my orgasm shook my entire body. “Oh yes, cum baby. I want to feel that sweet little pussy tighten around my cock.” He moaned and thrust harder. I could feel my juices seep out around his pumping cock and stream down my inner thighs. As my body finally began to relax he slowed his rhythm but he didn't stop. Reaching a hand between my legs I could feel him running a finger through the wetness between my legs. I shivered as his wet finger slid to my clit and begin to rub and tease there, his cock going at a slow, deep pace in and out. He was flaming the fire in me to life again, my clit was beginning to swell and throb and I began to move my hips in time with his thrusting, pushing back against him a little harder each time. His thrusts began to get deeper and he pinched my clit as he drove into me faster and faster. My body felt like it had barely had time to recover before I was clenching and tensing around his shaft for the second time. When my body went limp he picked me up and carried me into the room and put me on the bed. Before I had even caught my breath, he dropped to his knees between my legs and buried his face there. His tongue slid inside of me and out again, snaking its way up my wet lips to my clit. He nibbled, licked and bit until I was gasping and bucking, my hands in his hair pulling him into me. He put his hands beneath my ass and pushed me higher for better access to my creaming pussy. Just when I thought I would burst into flames he stopped and moved away from me. I opened my eyes and looked at him in confusion. As I watched he lay down on his back beside me. Grabbing my hand he pulled me toward him. I took this as my cue that he wanted me on top and as badly I was burning I was more then happy to comply. I straddled him and he quickly removed my little sundress and tossed it aside. I guided his cock inside me and began to ride him hot and hard. My hands went to my bouncing tits as they normally do when in this position, pinching and rolling my nipples between my fingers. He had one hand at my waist and the other was at my clit pinching and rubbing. I rode his huge cock as hard as I could loving the feel of him throbbing inside me. Sliding his hands around me and up my back, he pulled me down on him until my chest was pressed against his, my hands beside his shoulders on the bed and he began to move with me. I could feel him swelling inside me and I knew he was going to cum soon and oh fuck, how I ached to feel it. I felt the hand he had been fingering my clit with sliding lower and lower. Before I realized his intentions, he slid a wet finger inside my ass. I gasped and almost pulled away from him but he caught me with his other arm around my waist and held me there. It was like having a steal band wrapped around me and I couldn't move. My legs were spread wide and he drove his cock into my pussy and fucked my ass with his finger. I moaned and whimpered and begged…begged him not to stop! It was the most incredible feeling I had ever felt! As his cock swelled and exploded his cum inside of me, he buried his finger deep and I came like I never had before. From the bottom of my feet to the top of my head felt icy hot and I was in the most erotic, sensual pleasure/pain I had ever known! An orgasm so intense, it brought tears to my eyes. I didn't think it would ever end and in truth it didn't until he pulled his finger free. We laid like that for a long time, me on top of him and his arms around me holding me to him. I was so exhausted that I couldn't have moved even if I had wanted too. Gently, he pulled his spent cock out of me and eased me to the bed beside him. Putting a finger under my chin he lifted my face to his and kissed me, a deep, sweet, tender kiss which I returned with everything I had left. Pulling me to him he wrapped his arms around me, my cheek resting on his chest. I inhaled deeply the musky scent of him and the sex we had just had and I smiled sleepily. “Go to sleep, darlin.” He whispered to me. Early the next morning I awoke to see the colors of sunrise creeping in the windows. I turned to find myself alone in the bed. But on the pillow beside me was one of the red exotic flowers that grew up the building by the balcony and a piece of paper that simply had a phone number and one word,  `Call'. With a huge smile on my face and the note clenched tightly in my hand, I drifted back to sleep with the number floating through my mind and the sweet smell of the flower on the pillow. written by: sinkiss