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edited October 2020 in General Fishing #1

"Yeah," she said with a quiet laugh. "After really wild sex. Stereotypical, I know. But post-sex nicotine fits are real. Sometimes I have a cigarette with her, and I really had the craving just now."

Jenny took the last puff, snuffed it out on the rail and tossed it into the bushes three stories below.
"Anyway," she said, "this will be the last one I have for a long time." I assumed she was referring to the pregnancy she and Dalia were planning. A shadow crossed my mood as I was reminded about the very risky couplings Jenny and I had shared already and the conversation we needed to have.

"Dalia and I have **** out here," she said, successfully recapturing my attention.

"Where?" I asked. The balcony was small, and the only furnishings were two rickety folding chairs that weren't likely to stand up to active coitus. There was also a low but long item that seemed to be some sort of footrest or small platform.

She gave me a naughty smile, then slid the platform near the rail. She stepped up onto it and leaned on the rail. It gave her a few added inches of height off the balcony floor. Her **** jutted out at me, and she wiggled it as she looked over her shoulder at me.
The purpose of the platform was now clear. Her **** looked to be at the perfect height to be taken by a medium-sized man...or a tall woman with a strap on. It was too perfect; they must have bought the platform just for this. I chuckled as I imagined that shopping trip.

Since I'm well over six feet tall, she was still positioned a bit low for me, but I stood back from her and leaned forward, resting my hands on the rail next to hers. I had to adjust a couple of times, but then I found the right entry point and angle, and I slid right in.

She put her own hand over her mouth to stifle a moan as I entered. I felt her now familiar warmth and tightness engulf me. I started out slow, but she violently pushed back into me on each stroke, so I took the hint and began to pound her. I liked the roughness of it, so I wrapped her hair around one of my hands and jerked her head back. She moaned much louder, so I let go of her hair and used my hand to cover her mouth. She seemed to really like that, and she bucked even harder against me.

I was handling her roughly and she was responding with great enthusiasm, but we were still managing to keep quiet. That was a good thing, because a couple walked by below us, a man and a woman in jogging clothes. They were close to us, on our side of the street, and more of dawn's early light was showing. If they'd looked up, they couldn't have missed us, but they were deeply involved in a conversation that seemed rudely loud for that hour. We never slowed down as they passed below.

I didn't have any doubt that I would **** this time, and Jenny seemed to be getting close as well. A car turned onto the street, approached the building and slowed to a stop below us. I felt a momentary panic that the driver was stopping because he or she saw us. But the passenger door opened, a girl got out and the car drove off.

She stood on the street for a moment checking messages on her phone (as I began **** Jenny harder and felt myself getting close). The girl was three floors down and maybe twenty feet to my left. She was partially lit by a nearby streetlight, so I got a pretty good look (Jenny was very close to **** as well, still silent but ramming hard back into me and apparently oblivious to the girl).

She appeared to be a mid-twenties black girl, slim and attractive and dressed in jeans and a tank top (Jenny's **** gripped me hard and her body tensed, and she reached her ****). The girl was walking toward the building entrance now, into a place of more shadows and less light but coming closer to us (my right hand had been on Jenny's mouth, but her wild bucking threatened my balance and now I needed both hands on the rail).
When I freed her mouth, Jenny let out a little yip as her **** peaked. The girl froze. I couldn't see her as well in the shadows, but I was almost certain she was looking right at us. My **** throbbed and I came hard into my sweet, sexy cousin. The girl's eyes must have widened, because I saw the whites and now, I could tell were making eye contact. Having an audience was a hot new thrill and I came hard. I glanced down at Jenny's sleek back and perfect **** as I finished ****, and when I looked back at the street, the girl was gone. I heard a buzz and a slamming door as she entered the building.

As my erotic rapture ended, reality hit me like a bus. There was no longer any doubt that the girl had seen us. What if she didn't find it hot or amusing, but took offense? She might be the type to complain or even call the cops.


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