Now realizing that I never updated with an ending to the story, this one gets a bit long:

Feel free to catch up HERE:

After she regained her composure, and realized what just happened, she turned and stared at me with that look…you know, the look that is usually the “you just screwed up and are going to pay for this” look. I heard in my head the phrase you hear on tik tok, “it was at this time, he knew he f***ed up,” but in a good way and I knew I was going to enjoy this!

As I gazed into her eyes that had more passion in them than they had since we had been married, she grabbed me around my incredibly swollen cock and used it to guide me back to the balcony chair like the joystick on the crane game. I bumped into the chair with my calves, causing me to fall backward onto the metal deck chair with me only slightly able to catch myself without making a gigantic commotion to the deck below us and the balcony next to us or falling flat on my ass and making a sexy time turn into a regrettable moment..

I could feel the heat from her body hovering above mine in the vast darkness and her soft touch of her gorgeous breasts gently rub against my chest. I opened my mouth and waited for the most passionate kiss of the entire week, but all I got was a whisper in my ear “I bet you would want me to kiss you, wouldn’t you? After what you just did to me, you have to wait.” I then felt her kiss extremely lightly down my cheek to my neck, then to the top of my chest and slide her lips along the side of my waist - the area she knows makes my entire body shudder. I breathed in deeply through my nose in ecstasy, and she giggled before she ran her fingernails across the same spot which made me moan loud enough to be audible to any balcony adjacent to ours. 

“Shhhhhh, they will hear you.”

“I do not fucking care, they already know what is going on!”

She then reached up to my neck and slightly gripped around my shoulder blades before running her nails once again all the way down and along my sides - with the same audible response; this time I bit my lip so hard it nearly started to bleed. Her hands circled around my abdomen before making their way to where I needed them to be where one caressed my balls and the other guided my shaft into her wide open mouth for a brief moment before only taking her tongue and circling my tip before running it the entire length from tip to base on the underside until she sucked in one of my balls into her mouth as she stroked my now slightly lubed up shaft with her hand. 

All of this was driving me crazy enough that my moans, gasps, and pure enjoyment had to be heard by anyone within range only muffled by the crashing waves eight decks below. She then reversed course and licked from base to tip before taking my entirety into her mouth and completely bottoming out. My eyes had to nearly been popping out of my head as she sucked and stroked at the same time and I knew this was not going to last long until I bucked my hips up and she gave me a little ‘pop’ out of her mouth and completely let go of me and returned her hands to my stomach as the pulse in my completely swollenness bopped her in the face as she ran her tongue up and down the underside again as I regained my composure.

Again, I felt her nails run down my sides then one hand went to my balls, the other went back to stroking before her mouth took me all in again. She stroked and sucked again until my hips raised slightly before I got the same ‘pop’ followed by a “hmm.”

“Knock it off, you aren’t funny!”

“Nobody is laughing, I am being serious.”

“Stop fucking around, I am so damn close this hurts.”

If you have ever heard the phrase don’t wink at the pitcher, this was that moment because she continued with the same exact treatment for what seemed like an hour; but probably was only three minutes. 

When she was finally completed with her treatment, and my balls were near their explosion limit, she leaned up and whispered in my ear again, “now you may have your way with me. I will be riding you until I am satisfied, so you better not cum too fast.” So after some shuffling around, getting out of a deck chair with the armrests, and onto the deck ottoman she was able to spin around and slowly lower herself onto my lap. At first she lowered incredibly slow to a point where just the tip entered and she gyrated her hips in a circular motion to fully lube up my tip with her sweet juices until she raised herself up to the point where my head was just hanging onto the inside of her lips making me think we were going back to the teasing. This time I was not taking no for an answer so I grabbed her hips tightly and pulled her all the way down to the base fast enough I made her gasp loud enough for nearly anyone to hear and have her dig her fingernails deep into my thighs with intense pleasure. 

“You don’t get to decide tonight,” she sternly said to me….to which I responded with a slight tug of her hair, “I told you to stop fucking around,” and began to shift her hips back and forth with such force where she knew she had made a bad decision. Our pace became so intense that the ottoman started to shuffle and slide on the balcony deck that we would be pissing off the people below us, and we obviously did not care.

After what was probably only two or three minutes I could feel her tightening around me, building up to her second intense orgasm of the night, along with myself building up to fill her completely full, staring out into the vast darkness of the Caribbean Sea, the balcony light flicked on from the cabin next to us. As we both realized that one glance around the divider would have us get caught I heard her mutter an “oh shit,” followed by her raising up to get back into the cabin but I was not about to have it! I pulled her back down, grabbed her lightly around the neck and sternly whispered, “we are not stopping until we both cum all over this balcony together.” 

This must have been exactly what she needed to send her over the edge as she leaned back further in my lap and I tightened my grip around her neck and chest when I felt her start to tense up as her orgasm built up but I knew I was about to beat her to the finish line. I couldn't hold on any longer and I felt that familiar feeling of intense sensitivity right before I released everything that had been built up over the last few minutes of teasing deep inside of her. She must have felt it because she let out a bit of a quiet squeal, followed by deep moans as she finished all over me and leaned forward, hitting a different spot inside, and finishing with a satisfying groan!

After a brief moment of fuzziness, clarity must have returned right to her head as she let out a “oh shit” and briskly went back into the cabin. I barely could move, so I grabbed a towel and covered myself up. When I was able to finally stand, I wrapped the towel around my waist and looked back over the railing. The couple below us was still out, there was another couple about two or three to the right, and one guy next door was looking over the railing too.

“Hey, how's it going? Having a good vacation?” He inquired

“Immensely….what a trip,” I said with a smirk.

“I don't doubt that”

“Well, have a good night.”

“Ha, that would be my plan,” he said with that look you give your golf buddy after you hit a great shot.

What a vacation, indeed.