Ibrahim’s away in Europe again. Business trip. House quiet. Too quiet. Maude slips into my room past midnight. Her silk robe whispers against skin. Eyes gleam in dim light. ‘Can’t sleep,’ she breathes. Pulls my hand. Leads to balcony door. Cool night air hits us. Neighborhood sleeps. Dark houses line the street. Windows black. Only distant dog barks. We step out. Tiles cold under feet. Railing metal chills palms. She presses close. Breasts squash against mine. Nipples hard through thin fabric. Lips brush ear. ‘Fuck me here,’ she whispers. Risky. Neighbors’ balconies close. One light filters under blinds across way. Heart thumps. I nod. Grab her ass. Firm cheeks. Pull gown up. No panties. Her pussy already slick.
She spins me. Back to railing. Gown hikes. Fingers dive between thighs. My cunt drips. Wet sounds muffled. ‘Shh,’ she hisses. Tongue invades mouth. Salty. Hungry. Hands yank her top down. Tits spill out. Heavy. Aréolas wide, dark. Suck one nipple. Hard chew. She gasps. Stifled. Hand clamps her mouth. Other fingers circle her clit. Smooth. Laser-bald. Like mine. She was so good shaving me last time. Now balcony. Wind carries moans? Parquet inside creaks. Footsteps? No. Just us. She drops to knees. Tiles scrape. Pushes legs apart. Face buries in crotch. Tongue laps slit. Slurps juices. I bite lip. Blood taste. Clit throbs. Fingers tangle in her henna hair. Pull hard.
The Contact
She stands. Turns. Bends over railing. Ass out. Callipyge perfection. Spread cheeks. Pussy lips part. Pink, glistening. I kneel. Tongue spears hole. Musky tang. Finger fucks her. Two, then three. She bucks. Hips grind air. ‘Quieter,’ I whisper. But she grinds harder. Juices drip down thighs. My turn. She fingers my ass. Like Ibrahim taught. Secret spot. One digit probes. Slippery. No pain. Pleasure sparks. Stand. Face her. Legs wrap. Cunts grind. Wet slaps echo soft. Clits kiss. Friction builds. Stars above. Neighbors below. Curtain twitches next door? Imagination. Moans escape. Choked. Her hand over my mouth. Mine over hers. Hump faster. Tits mash. Sweat slicks skin.
She cums first. Body shakes. Pussy squirts on thigh. Hot gush. I follow. Point G hit. Fingers deep inside. Flood her palm. Scream swallowed. Legs buckle. Collapse against wall. Balcony spins. Hearts hammer. Quiet now. Just breaths. Pants. Juices cool on skin. Wipe with gown hems. Share kiss. Salty cum taste. Sneak inside. Door clicks soft. Hall dark. Floor creaks under bare feet. Heart pounds. Echoes loud. Stairs to room. Footsteps? Servant? Freeze. Hold breath. Nothing. Slip into bed. Sheets damp. Secret safe. Neighborhood sleeps on. Our thrill hidden. Crave more. Tomorrow, balcony again?