Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 900: Gabriela Begs on the Balcony

I didn’t carry her to the bed.

Instead, I turned toward the open balcony doors, her naked body still cradled against my chest, legs dangling, soaked panties hanging off one ankle like a forgotten flag of surrender.

"Jack... wait... no... not there..." she whispered instantly, voice cracking with panic as she realized where I was headed. "The balcony... people can see... the buildings... the street... cars... por favor, no... someone will look up... I’ll die if anyone sees me like this..."

Her arms tightened around my neck, face burying deeper into my shoulder, cheeks burning so hot I could feel the heat against my skin.

But her nipples were diamond-hard against my chest, and the slickness between her thighs was dripping down my forearm. Her body was screaming yes, even as her mouth begged no.

I stepped out onto the cool night air anyway.

The city hummed below — distant car horns, the low rumble of late-night traffic, faint neon glow from the high-rises across the street. Windows lit up like eyes. Anyone could look. Anyone could watch.

I set her down on her bare feet, right against the railing. She immediately tried to crouch, arms crossing over her tits, knees pressing together like that could hide anything.

"Jack... please... turn off the room light at least... or... or go back inside... I’m naked... completely naked out here... my pussy is still wet from... from what you did... they’ll see everything..."

Her voice was a humiliated hiss, eyes darting left and right, scanning the dark silhouettes of neighboring buildings.

I didn’t answer with words.

I spun her around fast — facing outward toward the city — gripped her hips, and bent her forward over the railing. Her upper body hung halfway out, tits swaying in the open air, ass presented high. The cool breeze kissed her soaked cunt and freshly-used holes.

"Jack—no—no—no—!" she squeaked, trying to straighten up, but I pressed one hand firmly between her shoulder blades, keeping her pinned and exposed.

I kicked her feet wider apart.

Then I reached down, gripped both asscheeks, and spread them wide — slow, deliberate, letting the city lights catch every detail.

Her asshole winked open immediately — still loose, still puffy and dark from earlier abuse, the rim slightly glistening, refusing to fully close. A faint creamy trace of dried cum clung to the inner crease.

"Aaaaaah... don’t spread me like that... someone’s gonna see my... my dirty hole... Jack, por favor... it’s still open... I can feel the air inside me... It’s embarrassing... I look like a used slut..."

I delivered a hard, ringing smack right across both cheeks — the crack echoed off the building walls.

SMACK!

She yelped, body jerking forward so her tits swung dangerously close to the railing.

"Your asshole is still gaping, baby," I growled low against her ear. "Seems it didn’t forget the memory of that hospital bathroom... how I fucked it raw while nurses walked right outside the door..."

Another brutal smack — harder this time — left a perfect red handprint blooming instantly.

"Aaaahhh! It hurts... don’t say that out loud... someone might hear... they’ll know what we did... they’ll know I let you use my ass like that... I’m so ashamed..."

I pressed my thumb against her puckered ring — no warning, just firm pressure — and pushed inside to the first knuckle.

"AAAAAAAHHHH... hmmmmmm... Jack... too sudden... it’s still sensitive... ahhh... your thumb feels so thick... don’t push deeper... please..."

Her voice cracked into a needy whimper even as she begged. Her asshole fluttered and sucked around my thumb like it remembered every inch of cock it had taken earlier.

I leaned down, nose inches from her spread crease.

I inhaled deeply — loud enough for her to hear.

The scent hit me: musky, earthy, a little tangy from sweat and leftover cum, and the faint trace of her earlier piss play. Pure filthy perfection.

"Aaah... hmmm... uhhh..." I groaned against her skin, deliberately rubbing my nose up and down the sweaty crease, letting it drag over her twitching hole.

Gabriela’s whole body shuddered violently.

"Jack... don’t smell me there... It’s nasty... I haven’t cleaned... it’s sweaty... it’s dirty... ay dios... you’re really sniffing my asshole... out here... where anyone could see... I feel like such a pervert... like the dirtiest girl in the world..."

I smacked her ass again — three quick, stinging slaps in a row — watching the flesh jiggle and turn brighter red.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Each one made her asshole clench hard around my buried thumb.

"Stop... stop spanking me... the sound... it carries... people will look up... they’ll see you spanking my ass... see my hole winking... see your thumb inside me... I can’t... I can’t take the shame..."

But her hips were rocking back now — tiny, helpless thrusts — pushing my thumb deeper on every backward motion.

I pulled my thumb free with a wet pop.

Then I dropped to my knees behind her, spread her cheeks even wider with both hands, and buried my face.

My tongue dragged flat and slow across her gaping asshole — tasting salt, musk, the faint bitterness of her depths.

"Aaaaaahhh—nooo—Jack—your tongue... on my dirty hole... outside... in the open air... someone’s gonna see you licking my ass... licking where you fucked me earlier... I’m gonna cum just from the humiliation... please... please don’t make me cum like this... not where the whole city can watch..."

I didn’t stop.

I licked harder — circling the rim, pushing inside, fucking her loosened hole with my tongue while my hands kept her spread obscenely wide.

Every few seconds, I pulled back just to spit on her pucker, watching it drip down toward her dripping cunt, then dove back in to slurp it up.

Gabriela’s legs shook so badly I had to grip her thighs to keep her upright.

"Jack... I’m leaking again... my pussy’s dripping down my legs... the breeze is making it cold... cold on my wet cunt... cold on my licked asshole... I feel so exposed... so used... so fucking dirty... aaaahhh... I’m gonna cum... I’m gonna cum from you eating my nasty ass on this balcony... don’t stop... but please... please don’t let anyone see..."

Her voice dissolved into broken sobs and moans — shame and pleasure twisting together until she couldn’t tell them apart.

I reached around, pinched her clit hard between two fingers, and sucked her asshole deep at the same time.

She shattered.

"AAAAAHHHH—JACK—I’M CUMMING—I’M CUMMING ON YOUR TONGUE—MY ASSHOLE’S CUMMING—EVERYONE CAN SEE—EVERYONE KNOWS I’M YOUR FILTHY BALCONY SLUT—AAAAAHHH!"

Her whole body convulsed — asshole spasming wildly around my invading tongue, cunt gushing fresh slick down her thighs, tits bouncing against the railing as she rode the orgasm out in full view of the sleeping city.