Tasha's Other Kink

“Someone could be watching us from just across the street,” you whispered softly to Tasha, almost right in her ear. Her cheek was pressed to the glass of the balcony door, as were her tits, stomach, hips and knees. You were inside her again, slowly fucking her, not wanting to go too hard or fast because the glass of the sliding door wasn’t flimsy, but it was still glass and you weren’t exactly confident in it either.

“God, John,” Tasha groaned. “You are such a fucking tease.”

You snorted softly and kissed her ear, then lower to the corner of her jaw. Behind you Gemma and Sabrina were giving the two of you a bit of space - not that they weren’t watching, and likely playing with themselves, but they weren’t getting involved with this kink. Gemma was staying back because she didn’t like the idea of public stuff, and Sabrina because it was her apartment and if people spotted her she was still living there for another month. She’d sunbathed and played a bit while she was laying out there, but nothing standing up.

The sun was high overhead, currently casting the close half of the balcony in shadow, so it really was unlikely that anyone could see Tasha at the moment. They’d need to be looking with a pair of binoculars, probably, and focus on the window to see the female shape pressed against it. The illusion of being seen was there, though.

“I want you to know that I think people would trample each other to try and get this view,” you whispered to her. Your hands were travelling up and down her sides as you rocked your cock in and out of her easily.

“Flatterer,” she grinned, shaking her head just a little. “Plus, they’d be coming to see your cock more than anything. Ladies screaming like a Beatles concert, or maybe Elvis with all your hip work.”

“God,” you sighed. “Sexy. Witty. Smart. Funny. What amazing quality don’t you have?”

“Can’t seem to keep a man,” she said, and thankfully the look on her face told you she was just being self-deprecating, not hard on herself.

“All the better for me,” you said. “I get to love on you, and fulfil your every desire.”

“Ungh,” she grunted, closing her eyes for a moment. “This is- pretty damn good.”

“But?” you asked.

“Want to go outside?” she asked.

You grinned and shrugged, then pulled out of her slowly, feeling her pussy trying to cling to you for a moment as she smirked and clenched her butt. Once your cock was free you drew away from her and she followed, backing up from the glass and then unlocking the door. Sliding it open, Tasha turned back to the girls with a nervous smile. “This is OK, right?”

“Go for it,” Sabrina said. “Just don’t close the door, we want to hear you moaning.”

“And don’t fall over the railing,” Gemma said.

Tasha glanced at you, her playful smile a little nervous but also excited, and she stepped out onto the balcony entirely naked. She went into the sun, looking over the railing, and then turned around and leaned back to press her shoulders to the bar that topped it. She spread her arms out wide, holding onto it, which pressed her chest and those utterly delicious tits of hers up prominently.

“You are one amazing woman, Tash,” you said as you followed her out, then dropped to your knees. Her pose had her leaning back, which pushed her legs and hips forward, and you spread those legs and drove your tongue into her.

“Fuuuck,” she groaned, pushing her hips a little higher. “You could have just put it back in me.”

“You looked too tasty,” you mumbled, then kissed the crook of her leg between her pussy and her thigh.

“And this is like the third time you’ve eaten me, and I haven’t blown you,” she moaned. She didn’t move though, hanging her head back into free air, her blonde hair shifting with the slight breeze.

“M’later,” you grunted.

You didn’t get her to come like that, but that wasn’t the idea. You got her worked up and nice and slick, and then stood up and slid your condom-wrapped cock up and down her pussy lips until she was whining lightly and shooting you a glare, demanding you fuck her.

That was the look you were waiting for, and you gave her what she wanted, pressing deep into her as you leaned forward and kissed her.

“That’s so good,” she groaned.

“Agreed,” you moaned back.

“Pull out though, you can’t fuck me properly like this. Let me bend over,” she mumbled. The two of you quickly repositioned, her turning around and grabbing the railing with her hands, arching her back and wiggling her butt. You stepped up and fucking into her easily, then reached around and grabbed her tits and pulled her up to standing as you rabbit-thrusted into her a bit before letting her lean forward again.

The sex was fast and hard. You were starting to feel the pressure of potentially putting on a public show whenever you looked up from Tasha. At least three tall buildings across the street would give a view of the two of you. The fact that you were putting on a show was less of a problem than that people could count the floors and call the cops.

Thankfully, Tasha got there and she came - a normal one that rolled through her and had her asking you to pull her hair. You did so, using the extra little bit of leverage to drive your cock home over and over until she gasped. “Are you close?”

“I can go,” you grunted back.

She pulled from you, dropped to her knees and slid the condom off of you, taking you into her mouth and moaning like an absolute slut as she mauled her own breasts. It didn’t take long for you to groan and release, cumming in her mouth as she gamely took it all before swallowing and pulling back, sticking out her tongue that there wasn’t anything left.

“You, Tasha, are a fucking catch,” you said. “Now, I need to sit down.”

“Did I wear you out?” she asked as she grinned and let you help her up.

“He just needs a breather,” Sabrina said as the two of you re-entered the apartment and shut the door behind you. It was impossible to know if anyone had spotted the two of you, and you thought you preferred it that way. “Which means, Tash, it’s our turn.”

Tasha turned to you, her eyebrows raising up a bit. “How much trouble am I in?” she asked.

All you could do was shrug and chuckle as your girlfriends took her by an arm each and started leading her back towards the bedroom.

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