Recently I went to Paris for a week and saw so many beautiful things. One touristy thing I did was go on a hot air balloon ride with my boyfriend near the Eiffel Tower. I was a bit shocked when the pilot said if we paid “a bit extra,” he would turn his back and not pay attention to our actions. My boyfriend whispered in my ear, “if we fuck, he’s not going to stop us or tell anyone.” Ohhh, ok. I hadn’t planned for a fucking session in the skies above Paris, but why not, let’s see how we can fuck in a hot air balloon while taking in the sights.
It was a comical adventure to say the least. I tried to be dead quiet, and I sort of leaned against the basket, ass pushing backwards. He unzipped, lifted my dress up and pulled my panty crotch to the side. It was a bit awkward, I knew the pilot knew what we were doing, even though his back was to us, it was just a bizarre experience all round, but one I will not soon forget. I was able to cum with some effort, but fearing for my life in that giant wicker basket, knowing a stranger was barely two feet away from us, it was just weird and not very sexy.
Trying sex in new locations can be a good thing, but it doesn’t come without its obstacles. It made the trip more memorable overall, but I won’t be posting about it on social media. It’s just a little too out there for mass consumption. My boyfriend and the pilot are the only ones who know, and I do not see this little misadventure being repeated. We all do silly things now and then, this incident was just a bit more silly than usual.
