High Rise Dirty Dancing (L)
This post contains a couple of instances of strong language (L).
My husband and I both love to listen to live music. So for my 40th birthday, he swept me away for a surprise weekend in Nashville. It was a weekend full of surprises and fun moments. But the pinnacle of the weekend occurred high above the city.
We spent the early hours of that evening in the famous honky-tonks, listening to incredible musicians and enjoying a few drinks. My husband and I were high school sweethearts and have been together for over 25 years, but it is only the last couple of years that we have taken up a new hobby…dancing. We aren’t good at it, and we don’t know what we are doing. But I absolutely love being wrapped in his arms, our bodies moving in (somewhat) synchrony. He makes me feel special, loved, and sexy. Dancing with him always makes me horny, as our bodies rub against each other and the music stimulates our senses. As we jaunted between the establishments, we traded sexual innuendos and intimate references. Eventually, we decided to head back to our hotel and do some dirty dancing.
My sweet husband had reserved us an incredible room on the 14th floor. After we returned, we stood a while at the wall of enormous, floor-length windows and gazed down on lively Music City. How small the people below looked as they wandered up and down the still-crowded streets! But soon he had music playing and me completely undressed and locked in his arms, dancing around the room.
Now, I usually am very conservative. So I immediately realized the lights were still on and the curtains wide open. It was completely dark outside, making our romp visible to anyone who happened to look-up. But, as I walked over to close the curtains, my husband pulled me back.
“Oh, no you don’t! They are staying open.”
At first, I was mortified. But suddenly, the idea of being completely nude seemed very exciting and sexy. The whole city could potentially catch an anonymous glance!
As my husband twirled me around the room, his hands started to meander as well. His fingers began to rub gracefully over my hard nipples. He made them stand at attention and beg for more. His other hand drifted down to my bare ass. It lingered for a moment before giving it a quick smack, making me release a loud whimper. Then it continued to make its way down to my already throbbing pussy. He plunged a single probing finger into my begging little cunt, to perform a quick “wet test’. He likes to check my sweet pussy and see how turned on I am at different moments.
“Wow,” he said, “You really like the idea of all those people potentially watching us, don’t you?”.
“Uh, huh…” is all I could manage. It was exciting and scary all at the same time to think people might be able to see our dirty dancing.
He started to nibble on my erect nipples as he inserted a second finger into my swollen wetness. One finger surged and swirled and searched deep in my cunt. The other he pulled out to take care of the real business of my now inflated clit. He knows how to flick, rub, and roll that blessed thing to make me crazy.
I was so excited, so grateful for this beautiful weekend and this incredible man! All I could do was moan and utter a breathy, ‘Oh, shit.’ When I couldn’t take any more, I headed toward the bed where I expected to finish our lovemaking with an earth-shattering orgasm.
But, instead, he swung me back around and pulled me toward the window. He pushed my naked breasts up again the cold glass and held my arms high above my head in a spread-eagle fashion. Then he pushed up behind me and used his knee to separate my legs, whispering in my ear.
“Oh, no. If you think it’s hot for the world to watch, then we are going to give them a show. Everyone deserves to see this sexy 40-year-old. I’m going to fuck you right against this window.”
I don’t see myself as a sexy 40-year-old. My body is far from perfect, and the wrinkles are becoming more and more noticeable. But in that moment, as I caught a glimpse of my reflection in that window, I saw myself through my husband’s eyes. And I got incredibly aroused thinking the world might see it, too.
As he held me against that cold window, he plunged his rigid, enlarged cock deep into my hot cunt. He pounded his dick over and over into my pink pussy that begged for more and more. His hands moved between all my pleasure points: Little tugs on my rock-hard nipples. His finger tapping and swirling around my growing clit. His tongue grazed the base of my neck, leaving slight bruising evidence behind.
Finally, I burst into a shattering orgasm, screaming loud enough for people to hear me several floors away. It pushed him over the edge, too, and he released his load of cum deep inside me. My plunge seemed to come in waves as his warm, hot liquid massaged trigger points deep inside my pussy.
We collapsed, entangled on the floor and laughing about how loud I had been. We chatted about the fact that strangers could have watched from below or from nearby hotel rooms. Might our antics have been possible fodder for countless other sexy encounters? But I was pretty confident we were way too high for people to see anything.
As we drove away the next evening, I glanced up to see how clear the view would be from below. I found a hotel room in the vicinity of ours and my jaw dropped! I could CLEARLY see a maid dusting a table by the window…
My husband and I always loved dancing! I'm almost 57 and still enjoy it! What an intensely sexy story, I think it might get a second read from me, and then a third… 😉 God bless
New here and love your experience. My husband and I are exhibitionist, it enhances our sex life. He gets a hard on from nudity, myself a wet pussy. Thank you for your experiences.
What a Hot and Horny story thongmom, I loved how your husband got you pussy on fire, and how you described it, very erotic ! We love Nashville too, I'll actually be there for a few days next month – however, I will never look at those tall buildings the same way ever again, I will now see my wife's big breasts pushing against the glass windows ! Thank for sharing, I hope to read more from you guys and may God bless you both !
Unbelievably amazing. Recently on a business trip I was in my hotel room at night. All around the city were other hotels and apartments. While I didn’t see anything anywhere as exciting as your story, I could absolutely see as clear as day into others’ rooms and I remember thinking how exciting it would be to experience what you describe ( in a city of strangers).
Great story
Welcome Angela40!
Just a thought Thongmom – that I think is more than implied at the end of your hot story: you and your husband would not have done that on the first floor or second…or third – but you felt the freedom to do it from a distance that would be only possible to be seen as shapes – but not discernable. In other words, on the first floor a child walking by with a family – would see something inappropriate. But from the distance you were at – that was not a possibility.
I think you two showed discernment in that way – while still experiencing the excitement. Your confidence that you and your husband were way too high was a helpful addition to your hot story. God bless you both. LH
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Agreed. I thought about that, too. What if a kid…? But it was late at night, they were high up, and who goes around checking windows for naked people, anyway?
Great story. I love to listen to music.
Love this story thongmom! Nashville is a go to vacation for hubby and I (we live in East Tennessee) but I think I have a new goal there!
This had been a long time fantasy for me. I shared my desire for this exact scenario with my wife when we were dating. (This is our second marriage each.) She made sure that I knew what an exciting marriage we would have when we lived this fantasy out on our honeymoon. Like you, we were about 15 stories up. She put on a very sexy negligee with stockings, garters, and high heels. Then she danced for me in front of the window, doing a striptease before telling me to come fuck her in front of the window like I’ve always wanted to do. The rest is history. Coincidentally, we will be visiting Nashville for the first time in less than two weeks. I can’t wait to see what we do to celebrate our 15th anniversary. She was 33 and I, 42 when we were married.
It sounds so hot!
Nice. Always good when both husband and wife enjoy the same fantasy. Seems like it’s mostly men that want their wives seen nude and or having sex. Maybe some wives want their husbands seen.