On our last holiday to the coast, we stayed at a beautiful 6th floor apartment, with a great balcony looking across the street to the beach only 40 metres away.
One evening we had a late dinner on the balcony, nice wine, wonderful view, ocean breeze gently swaying the palm fronds, you get the idea

. As we sat their my wife started to rub the front of my shorts, this was not unexpected as the conversation had been moving in this direction. I undid my fly and pulled out my cock, she lent foward and started to suck me, we where towards the back of the balcony, so would not easly have been seen, although I could see the odd couple walking to a car or along the beach walkway. She looked up at me with a smile and said, why dont you fuck me over at the railing.
We both still had our clothes on, only she had her shorts pulled down revealing a great ass. She lent over the rail and I rubbed my hard cock on her pussy, then slipped it in, it was a steady slow grinding fuck as we looked out at our view. There were people about as it was only 10pm on a sat, the thought of being caught can really heighten the fun of holiday sex.