Almost My Fabulous Fiftieth Fantasy Getaway on the Balcony!

We were still planning my birthday getaway, but due to family obligations we were having an issue with scheduling a time away just for us. We found ourselves traveling to Myrtle Beach for an impromptu family vacation with the kids and grandchildren. We had our room at the resort, and the kids were sharing another unit down the hall. We were staying in a beach front unit, and it was quite relaxing to go to sleep at night with the balcony door open and the sound of waves crashing on the beach. Our balcony had an incredible view and was quite private.

Days were spent playing in the ocean with the grandkids; nights were spent eating and reading to the kids as well as a great conversation with our adult children. Much laughter and joy were on our lips and in our hearts. Of course, at the end of the day we were tired and usually just fell into bed sleeping the sleep of the innocent and exhausted. Once I mentioned something about the balcony being so quiet and private and mentioned that perhaps it was perfect for a little tryst. Karen gave me a sly little smile saying, “You never know.”

We had sex a couple of times usually in the morning before grandkids were knocking on the condo door wanting to come in and play. That kind of sex sustains our marriage. Normal, quick, yet intimate and fulfilling. It’s those moments that relieve our sexual needs yet still manage to keep us connected as a couple. I believe that in those simple, romantic moments where two people connect and become one in the way God intended; He is truly pleased. Those moments are when an enduring bond is formed.

One night, however, we wanted something more than just a quickie, and we had planned for a more relaxed and enjoyable time, but the day didn’t cooperate at all. Whinny grandkids and a late night out to dinner made us exhausted upon our retiring for the evening. We fell asleep almost as our heads hit the pillow. That’s okay I love sleeping with her, and since she had come to bed naked, I fell asleep with my hand gripping her beautiful ass.

I was awoken a few hours later by the feeling of hands roving over my body and someone kissing my chest. I stretched and glanced at the clock, 2 am is what the amber digits indicated.

“What’s up?” I asked wrapping her in my arms.

“I am, and so are you. I had a nice dream about you and a vibrator,” she said as she grasped my maleness which was already responding to her advances. She kissed down my chest and stomach to rub its swelling head against her face. Before I realized what was happening, I felt her warm mouth envelope my growing cock. She worked her lips up and down the shaft savoring the feeling of it against her tongue and cheeks. My hand was caressing her back and ass trying to reach in between her legs, but she was just out of reach.

Turning onto her back, Karen put her leg on my hip and took my maleness in her hand saying, “Put that thing in, my Stud, and make me cum.”

She guided my eager shaft into her surprisingly wet slit and moaned as I shoved it in all the way. “Give a girl a chance to get ready,” she giggled and gasped.

“Just following instructions,” I said and continued to move in and out of her. The sensations were exquisite, and so were the sounds she was making. I put my hand on her shoulder to hold her still and began slowly to push all the way in and at the last moment thrust very hard. Karen moaned and gasped arching her back and pulling me against her with her legs. I loved the way her naked legs felt against my skin. She spread her legs even more as I continued to thrust into her slowly building up speed and force.

“Harder,  please harder.” She moaned.

Sliding my hand around to her neck, I impulsively put my large hand around her throat and held her in place as I began to move into her faster and harder. Grabbing my wrist with both of her hands, she held on. “Yes,” she moaned as I ground myself into her. I began to pull her against me moving her back and forth along my hard shaft made slippery by juices that were flowing out of her. Karen was making sounds that told me she was very close to climaxing and after a few more very hard thrusts I felt her pussy tighten as she cried out and began to thrash and buck against me as she came with a loud cry. I slowed down allowing her to catch her breath and come down from her climax high. Slowing also brought me back from the edge as well. I had been woken up and wasn’t going to rush my way through a good time. Pulling all the way out, I reached down touched her dripping wetness. Lifting my fingers to my mouth, I tasted her juices loving every drop.

Karen moaned and rolled over into my arms kissing my lips that were now covered with her excitement. “How do you do that to me?” She asked, “You make me feel like a brand new sexy bride instead of a grandma.”

“In my defense,” I said, “you don’t look like any grandmother I know, besides you are not my grandmother.” I rolled her on top of me, and as her legs straddled me, my shaft slapped her sopping wet pussy. I felt her wetness and warmth against me as she began to move up and down against my aching member. I ran my hands across her smooth shapely back and over her ass. My hands slid between her cheeks and found her wet and slippery. I guided my shaft into her slit and thrust all the way. Karen squealed and ground down onto me as she shoved her tongue into my mouth. She began to move back and forth on me bouncing harder and faster. I grabbed a handful of hair and kissed her loving the way she moaned into my mouth. I pulled her head back and kissed and bit her throat, kissing down her chest until I took a nipple into my mouth and flicked it back and forth making her moan. I stopped her from moving on me and looked deep into her eyes telling her how much I loved her.

She kissed me again, and then climbing off, she stood up, slipping on a silky blouse. “Come with me,” she said in a low voice. Taking me by the hand, she led me, naked, out the bedroom door, across the living room and out onto the balcony. I watched her walking in front of me loving the way her ass moved under her shirt. Stepping onto the balcony, she turned and squatted down. She grasped my cock and began rubbing it against her face. She opened her mouth and slid her tongue across the tip then began to slide my aching cock into her warm wet mouth.

It was a warm night with a gentle breeze blowing. The moon was bright and seemed to make everything surreal. Karen’s hands were on my thighs as she moved her lips and mouth up and down my shaft. I put my hand on her head and started to help her move her mouth further onto my cock causing her to gag and gasp a little. “I love you in my mouth,” she whispered.

I stood her up and kissed her long, and hard causing us both to pant and breathe heavy. Karen moved back until her she was leaning against the railing. Her shirt was hanging open, and she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Karen put her left leg on a nearby chair opening up her crotch, “Get over here and take me.”

I moved over to her and slowly slid my hands up her stomach feeling her soft skin against my rough hands. Slowly, I parted her silk gown revealing her beautiful breasts and her erect protruding nipples. My fingers traced her skin sliding up to her breasts, gliding across her nipples. Pinching one of them, I rolled it between my fingers pulling on it slightly. Her eyes were locked on mine and filled with love and desire. I pinched her nipple harder, pulling it, even more, she hissed with pleasure as her head went back. The moonlight gave her skin a beautiful pearl-like glow.

The wind came up the side of the building and lifted her blonde hair out into a fan-like a pattern behind her. I gasped at her beauty and sexiness. Leaning down, I took her other nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue as I sucked it between my teeth. This action caused her to moan and thrust her desire at me. I reached down with my free hand and slid it up her thigh longing for the hot, wetness I knew I’d find. Her thigh was wet and slippery from her excitement running down her leg. Finally, my fingers reached their destination and without waiting, I thrust the two middle fingers into her wetness causing her to moan and gasp. I lifted my lips to hers, and our tongues met in a fever of passion that took my breath away. Sucking her tongue into my mouth caused her to moan and writhe against my stroking fingers. Withdrawing them from her dripping crotch, I lifted them up to her lips, and she eagerly sucked and licked her juices off, taking my fingers in her mouth all the way. It was so sexy I almost exploded right then.

Leaning in, I kissed her lips again tasting her pussy on them was incredibly sensual. I’m still not sure exactly how I managed it since I am a good bit taller than she is, but somehow I managed to get low enough – perhaps all of those karate stances are useful for other things besides fighting – and taking my throbbing cock in hand I pushed it into her velvety soft, slippery pussy. It felt unbelievably intense.

She put her hands on my shoulders and in a whisper moaned, “Oh, thank you. Paul, please don’t ever stop!”

I held still for a moment and pushed into her with a constant pressure, no thrusting yet, lifting her almost off her feet until she was on her toes. We were both gasping and moaning now. Putting one hand on the railing, she held on to my shoulder with the other one. I stared at her naked skin in the moonlight, her breast exposed to the air, her nipples erect. Her bare thighs glowed as the moonlight caressed her skin. One leg was thrown to the side; her ankle bracelet shone pale gold in the moonlight highlighting her leg. Her hair was flowing in the wind with her head thrown back in ecstasy.

“Karen you are so sexy and beautiful I am so in love with you, my wife, you feel good!” I began slowly to move my cock in and out of her now. I put my hand on her face caressing her skin.

She nuzzled into my palm kissing my hand, “I love you too, my husband.” I thrust into her hard, and she gasped and squealed, “Paul!” Another hard thrust and she threw her head back again and in a lust filled voice said, “Yes, please fuck me, I’m yours fuck me!”

I pulled out and then thrust back in hard, again and again, her body shook from the impact, and she was moaning with desire and passion. When I pulled out, the night air instantly reacted to her warm juices coating me causing a most intense cooling sensation. I plunged back into her wetness and warmth gasping and moaning from the incredible sensation. I couldn’t believe what or where we were doing this. The moonlight made her hair look like it was on fire with a ghostly pale light. The wind caused her hair to billow out over the edge of the balcony. The waves crashing on the beach seemed to call out to me giving me a tempo to follow. Whoosh, thrust, crash, whoosh, and thrust again. Hard and long I kept pushing into her, lifting her onto her toes with every thrust. I could feel my eruption building deep inside and knew it was going to be intense. Karen dropped her hand, which had been clawing at me, from my shoulder and placed it on the railing supporting herself with her arms.

I put a hand under her leg that was on the chair and in one quick move had lifted the other leg up off the ground too. I was now holding her legs open and off the ground while she held on to the balcony railing. Her head was thrown back, and she moaned saying, “Fuck me, fuck me, fill me, please, Paul, fuck me!!” she almost yelled the last one as I thrust into her. Her feet started to kick against my sides as she began to come, her legs twitched and began to shake as her climax took over and she practically screamed “Yes, oh yes!” She was still bucking against me in her orgasm as I exploded deep in her. It felt like I was emptying my very essence into her soul, and she was hungry, eagerly trying to suck it out of my pulsing cock with her clenching pussy as we both groaned. My legs went weak, and I almost dropped her.

Slowly, as I came down, I lowered her to the ground and held her against my chest. I withdrew from her sopping wet pussy, and my semen gushed out of her running down her legs. She clung to me and moaned again still quivering and still caught up in her orgasm. Looking up at me, she kissed me, and we stood like that for a while, kissing and holding each other. Both of us were weak in the knees as we went back inside the room.

Turning back again to look out through the glass door, I held her back against my chest and wrapped my arms around her. Glancing at the patio floor, I noticed quite a few wet spots from our combined juices.

“I thought you were going to drain the life out of me for a little while there,” I commented.

“I was trying too,” she said with a laughing moan of satisfaction. “Besides, you were trying to shove me through the railing and off the balcony.”

She turned to me and again. We tenderly kissed, using touch and caresses, to communicate far more than mere words ever could our love for one another. The heady smell of sex, similar to fresh cut grass, had followed us into the room as my semen had been rubbed onto her legs as we walked. We walked back to the room, and Karen crawled into bed with me instead of cleaning up as normal. She slipped into my arms completely naked and put her leg across my body. I could feel our love juices on her leg and now on my skin. It was somehow sexy, comforting and very intimate.

Karen moaned again saying, ”I will probably be doing that for a few days now.” She moved into me even more as I held her tightly and said, “Tomorrow we will probably get kicked out of the resort.” She laughed with that giggle that always thrills my heart to hear and said: “Totally worth it!”

God has truly blessed me above all men.