Finally, it was time for a much-needed holiday for us both in my favourite destination, so far, the Algarve in Portugal. It would be my first trip back there for 10 years so I was looking forward to it immensely, as was Zoe who hadn’t been before.
Arriving at our destination, in the early evening, the hotel was a sight for sore eyes and despite our weariness from the travelling we headed out for something to eat and a few drinks of course. We had seemingly booked at the ideal time for as it didn’t seem too busy, but there were still enough people about for a decent atmosphere we hoped.
After a relatively early night, we were up and about at a decent hour. We’re not ones for lying by the pool all day long, so we set out for breakfast somewhere and then to explore the older part of town that looked picturesque and was steeped in history. Myself, I had one eye on possible suitable outdoor sex locations too! The thrill of getting caught, in the right circumstances, of course, turned me on a lot and Zoe was always game.
Fast forward to the afternoon of day four, and with the hotel only being approximately half full, we’d had no ‘neighbours’ up until this point, but had heard voices coming from the room to our left so it was now occupied but by whom we didn’t know at this time.
Evening time, we were out around seven to find a suitable place to have dinner and then the obligatory pints for me and cocktails for her. As the evening wore on and, after not having sex the day before, meant we were both horny and I was hoping for a beach fuck on the way back to the hotel in a slightly secluded spot. The thrill was about potentially being watched and somebody possibly wanking at the sight but, as I’d noticed ‘oddballs’ milling about, we thought better of it at least for tonight.
On returning to the hotel I was sporting a difficult to conceal hard-on, as Zoe had been rubbing away during the walk back. So, quickly walking to the lift I pressed the button for floor five and slipped my hand under her dress. The door opened and we rushed in, tongues in each other’s mouths and needing to fuck ASAP. As the lift pinged for floor five we pulled apart, no one was about and we headed for the room. As we didn’t get the outdoor fuck I was looking forward to, I suggested we go on the balcony tonight. There were no balcony lights on to our left and right and only a few across the way, but nobody seemed to be occupying them at this point. The angle of the balcony’s meant that you had lean over yours in order to see who was in the adjacent one so I gave Zoe the all clear to come out.
Pulling off what clothes I had left on and dropping the towel wrapped around her she grabbed my cock and said “Fuck me hard from behind. Now!”
She gripped the handrail and as I manoeuvred behind her, finding her pussy more than ready for action. I slipped my cock straight in balls deep. I took hold of her hair as I starting thrusting, talking dirty which we like to do, as I went.
“I bet some guy is watching you getting fucked over there somewhere huh. And wanking hard!” With a moan and now rubbing her clit with one hand.
She replied, “He can come over and fuck me when you’re done if he likes eh.” “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” she went on.
“Uh huh. You know it,” I replied and with that, she came hard on my length. It was at this point I picked up the pace for my own impending climax when I heard movement on the balcony to our left. Looking in that direction, in the dim light, I could see a woman staring straight over at us and smiling. I had no idea how long she had been there but as I was now beyond the point of no return and, as it took merely a few more thrusts, with a deep audible grunt I came hard inside Zoe.
After a few seconds “Clap! Clap! Clap!” came from woman and Zoe abruptly turned to the left and said “Oops.”
“Now that was hot!” the woman replied.
It’s difficult to know what to do when you’ve just been caught fucking by a stranger and you’re both naked so I just replied with a, “Hi there.”
I pulled out of Zoe, leaving some of my cum trailing down her leg as I swiftly headed back in the room hearing a “Git” as I went.
After I’d cleaned myself up a bit and put a top on, I headed back out to find Zoe wrapped in the towel again and now talking to our new neighbours, Shenice and Donovan, the latter who had walked out after the event and missed the free show. Turns out they were visiting from Jamaica and, after the initial awkwardness of the moment; we all had a good chat before saying our goodnights.
Back in our bedroom Zoe said that she’d told her while I was away that as a couple they are both very open sexually and it was also a thrill for her to watch us and also mentioned the dirty chat which she’d duly noted.
The following day we were up early for a boating trip that lasted all day so didn’t bump into the neighbours in the light of day. We decided on a quick nap after getting back to the hotel and then got dressed up for the evening ahead. Zoe was wearing black stockings and suspenders under a pleated skirt, all at my request of course.
After a quality, filling dinner we headed for the square which housed a few bars. We were perched on some bar stools in one when I spotted Donovan and Shenice enter. After also spotting us she made a beeline in our direction and greeted us as if we’d been friends for twenty years.
“So, you thought you’d get dressed for the occasion tonight hey,” she said instantly lightening the mood. “I saw that cute butt of yours going some last night huh,” she went on.
It was the first time that we’d seen them in a lighted area and she didn’t seem like your archetypal Jamaican. Probably about forty years old and he was fifty, I later found out. Shenice was probably a dress size 12 in English at a guess and Donovan was 6ft 2in at least.
Over the next few hours, we sat together at a table chatting and drinking. There was a pool table in the bar area so I challenged Donovan to a few games while the ladies happily chatted away. Glancing over at them now and again, I could see them staring at us and deep in giggling conversation.
“I think they’re up to something,” I jokingly said to Donovan.
“Oh yes,” he replied. “She’ll be plotting something for sure,” he went on.
Returning to the table I noticed Shanice’s hand on Zoe’s leg to the point of her touching her stocking top. The drinks were kicking in now so I thought nothing more of it until she went to the bar and Zoe gave me a quick low down on the sexy chat they had been having. It turned out that she was the dominant one in the relationship and like to, on occasion, watch him take a white woman while she conducted proceedings so to speak. Oh, and she also had Bi tendencies and told her that she was attracted to her.