You and I have had a very fun evening so far, playing games of exhibitionism and control in a taxi as well as in the hotel bar. You and a very helpful waitress called Heidi have satisfied my sexual urges for now, but you have not yet had your relief. Referring to our numerous sexual encounters that evening, you joke with me that you are looking forward to round 4.

We are each carrying a glass of Sauvignon Blanc as we call the lift to head back to our hotel room on the 7th floor. Earlier on you forbade me to wear any underwear so I am currently wearing a black pencil skirt and a white shirt with nothing on underneath. At the bar you rubbed the moisture from the condensation on your wine glass over my breasts, so the material of my shirt is currently damp and see through, clearly showing my pink nipples underneath.

I breathe a sigh of relief when the lift arrives, the doors open and it is empty. We enter the empty space but as the doors are starting to close, they suddenly re-open and the concierge assistant gets in, carrying a large folder in his hands. He smiles politely and says good evening and reaches up to hit the button for the 5th floor.  You are smiling broadly, enjoying that he is here in this enclosed area with us. The concierge looks at you, then his eyes meet mine before he lowers his stare to the wet white shirt moulded around my breasts. My big nipples harden under his gaze, and I feel my body heat up again.

The lift starts climbing up the floors. You are still smiling as you whisper to me to stand still, and you hand me your glass to hold as you move to stand behind me. Without a word to the concierge, you reach around me and start unbuttoning my sodden shirt. I am anxious as to what the concierge may do but also aroused that you are going to expose me to him. I feel your hardness pressing into my back as I watch his cock become stiff in front of me. I stand completely still, with a glass in each hand, watching the concierge take in the unexpected sight of me having my shirt undone in front of him. I take a large gulp of wine to steady my nerves.

You finish undoing the final button as the lift reaches the 5th floor.  The concierge pauses; he clearly does not want to exit the lift yet, but he has work to do. You fully open my shirt for him to see my bare chest, glistening with moisture, my breasts moving up and down as I breathe. My nipples are erect and aching to be sucked. I feel the lips of my pussy puff open with arousal at my curves being uncovered and shown off to him. The concierge must leave but he turns to stand and watch while you squeeze and fondle my slippery breasts as the doors close.

You continue to caress me like this until we reach the 7th floor. I don’t want the journey to end. As we exit the lift you take the wine glasses off me, put them on the floor, then quickly pull my open shirt down my arms to remove it completely. I am shocked but stirred by your actions. You return a glass to each of my hands to carry and stop me trying to cover myself. I stand there in the hotel corridor, holding our glasses of wine, totally naked except for my skirt. I can feel the heat growing between my legs with every step as we walk slowly back to the room.

We arrive back at our hotel room on the 7th floor.

You are very hard from our earlier games in the bar and in the lift just now. You instruct me to take my skirt off, and I immediately comply.

You stand next to one of the floor to ceiling windows and beckon me to join you. The blinds are open, and the lights of the city are around us. There is an apartment block across the road; it is 8 stories high and our hotel towers over it. We stand at the window, looking into the rooms with the lights still on, watching the residents go about their lives as you casually stroke your fingers over my naked body.

Most of the windows we can see into show the occupants watching TV or cooking, a glimpse into their daily routines. We watch as a man in a 6th floor apartment who has been sat on his sofa get up to switch his TV off and he catches us observing him. He is of average build, wearing a grey T-shirt and navy pyjama bottoms. He sees me standing fully naked at the window and smiles and nods in appreciation as you start playing with my breasts; he moves closer to his window to get a better view.

You tell me to get on my knees and to suck your cock while the man across the street watches. The thought of this arouses me greatly so I kneel in front of you, with my knees wide open to give the best view of my hairless opening to the stranger watching. The blood has rushed to my pussy and my lips are glistening with my juices.

I unzip and pull down your chinos as you take off your shirt. I take a long close look at your beautiful solid cock, which is right in front of my face, waiting to be sucked. It is 8 inches long; you are not cut but you have little foreskin. I see the veins pulsing up the middle of your shaft and gaze at your clean-shaven balls.

I look up and into your eyes as I lick up and down that throbbing organ. You groan as I open my mouth wide to take you in. Your hands are gently holding my head. I try to take your full length into my mouth, but I can’t quite manage it as you are too big. I start sucking and moving you in and out, gently at first, watching you, learning what you like. My hands touch and stroke your balls to work with my mouth in pleasuring you. After a while I increase the pressure and move a bit faster. Your hips start moving to my rhythm.

I turn my head slightly and glimpse the man in the apartment who is still observing us. He has removed his clothing and is now masturbating while he is intensely watching me suck you.

Your hands hold my head firmer now. You let me know that you are going to fuck my mouth while the stranger watches us. I cannot answer as I am engulfed with your cock, and I am so turned on by this I reach down and start rubbing my clit. You grip my head so I can’t move and start fucking my face. Over and over, you shove your hard length into my mouth, grunting with victory as you manage to push your full 8 inches in. I start to gag but manage to supress it as you plunge yourself deep into my throat.

You continue to thrust hard into my mouth as I rub my clit, and I feel my juices sliding down my thighs. You tell me you are about to come so I take my finger off my clit, reach up and insert it into you. You gasp with satisfaction and hold my head still as you pump jets of salty thick come into my mouth. You let go of me and I look up at you with my mouth wide open, full of your come that I am about to swallow. I know what you want. Jaws still open, I turn to show the stranger the mouthful I have taken, then turn back to face you, looking you in the eyes as I swallow your come.

Still on my knees, you turn me around to fully face the window to make sure the man watching us can see everything. You sit down behind me then pull me down towards you so that the man can see I am sat on your still-hard cock. I am so very wet that your full length slides in easily. You direct me to move, and I start rocking my hips, gliding my pussy up and down your shaft.

Watching the man watching us fuck is hedonistic and stirs me so much I feel like I could come. The now naked man is unshaven and hairy all over, but I can see his cock quite clearly. It is a good size although slightly shorter than yours, with a curve to the right. He is clearly enjoying the evening’s unexpected entertainment, appearing transfixed as he strokes himself.

Still riding your cock, I maintain eye contact with the man as I bounce up and down on you. The man keeps staring, pumping himself until finally he comes. I see that familiar white ejaculate released from his body. The sight of him climaxing pushes me to the edge. I touch my clit and feel the waves of orgasm ripple through my body. I cry out as the waves peak to their climax, and I push down hard on you; you feel my pussy convulse around your cock.

Happy and satisfied I raise myself up off you and sit down beside you. I lean my head and body against you as we look out at the man across the street. Our voyeur smiles at us and mouths some words I can’t quite make out. He waves good night, closes the curtains and the light from the room goes dark.

I let out a satisfied sigh, marvelling at what an amazing evening we have had together. Feeling exhausted now, I ask you what time it is as it feels late. You reply that it’s almost 11pm. Stifling a yawn I get up off the floor and start preparing myself to go to bed. You start laughing, telling me what a short memory I have! Confused at first, it takes me a moment or two to remember that I had given Heidi, the waitress we met at the hotel bar earlier, our room number. I had invited Heidi to come and join us for some more fun once she finished her shift at 11:30pm, which she accepted.

You suggest that we best get ourselves showered and freshened up for our guest’s imminent arrival. We enter the spacious walk-in shower together and gently, tenderly lather soap all over the other’s body. I feel your hands lightly rubbing over my figure making sure I am clean all over. We kiss softly, fondly, under the running water and hold each other close in a long hug.

After the shower we dry off and find some of those soft fluffy hotel bathrobes to put on. We finish our glasses of wine as we sit in the living area of the room, talking and waiting for Heidi’s shift to finish and for her to arrive.

A few minutes after 11:30 there is a quiet knock on the door.

You are grinning broadly and as you stand up to open the door you tell me you hope I am ready for round 5…