“Well, it’s certainly quiet now.” Mickey led her to the front row of seats, where they took the first two to the right of the path. Lying back they could stare up into the cloudless night.
“You know I’m teasing right?” Kate asked.
“About what?”
“Going back. Those guys.”
Mickey stood to push his chair into the side of hers, then laid back down and took her hand. “Of course. But it is fun to think about.”
Kate stared at the stars for a minute. “And I do like it when they look at me. I know I shouldn’t but it makes me hot.”
“There’s no harm in that. If we both like it, who cares?’
“And you like it.” It was a statement. Not a question. She squeezed his hardening dick through his shorts.
“Guilty as charged. I was liking it today when that guy was watching you over there.”
“Today? The tall guy?”
“So you DID see him!” Mickey chuckled.
“I did. Did you see him touch himself?” Kate asked, gently caressing through the fabric.
“No! Seriously, out here?”
“It was subtle and quick, but yeah. He touched it.”
“Wait, was that when you touched your nipple?”
Kate laughed. “Saw that, did you? I was going to tell you about it when I was riding you tonight.”
“I saw it, but I wasn’t sure what I saw. It looked like you quickly pinched yourself. And then it was over.”
“Well, I don’t want to get arrested, but I wanted him to know that I was seeing him.” She turned to kiss Micky, but the chaise nearly tipped beneath her.
Mickey sat up and slid toward the bottom of his lounge chair. Kate did the same, allowing them to pull one another close and begin to kiss. As they did, something caught their attention. Mickey blinked, then focused on the sand 15 feet in front of them. Kate gasped when she recognized what she was seeing in the darkness.
“Oh. Um. Sorry,” Mickey stumbled for words, trying to get up from the awkward and unstable seat.
“No worries.” The voice was feminine, soft, and – apparently – Austrailian. “We like it when people watch, too. You don’t need to hurry off on our account.”
Kate wondered how they hadn’t seen them when they walked down to their seats. Obviously, their eyes had adjusted to the deep darkness as they had lain in the chairs staring up. Now, with their pupils fully open, they could easily see a man lying on his back, naked, with a blonde woman lying perpendicular to him; his stiff prick in her hand, slightly nestled between her large breasts. The man’s head pointed at Mickey’s feet, with his legs toward the surf.
The woman smiled at the two of them before dropping her head to take him into her mouth. Mickey turned to Kate, expecting to see her standing up, but she was fixed on the couple. He realized he wasn’t breathing – at least not fully. His heart was racing as the adrenaline pumped through him. He glanced back at the couple to see the woman fully focused on her blow job. Looking back at Kate, he saw a slight smile form on the corner of her mouth.
She looked at him, raising an eyebrow in an unspoken question. He answered by settling back onto his chair.
The woman was skilled, cupping her man’s balls as she easily glided up and down the length of his prick. Her other hand supported it at the base and would twist as she reached his head with her lips, before diving down again. Mickey could easily imagine the pleasure the man was receiving.
“Care to join?” The blonde was looking directly at Kate as she took a brief break from her work. “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind,” she smiled.
The man craned his head up and back, trying to see his audience, and shook his head as if to tell them he wouldn’t mind the feeling of another mouth at all.
“Um… No… Thank you, though.” Kate wasn’t sure of the etiquette, but she felt that she needed to be polite in her rejection of the author.
“She feels amazing, mate,” the man said. “If you’d like to sample her skills, I can promise she wouldn’t mind.”
The woman straightened her arm, pushing her shoulders higher off the sand. Her big tits bounced as she did. With her other hand, she grasped the base of his cock and waved it toward Kate.
“Last chance before I find a better place for it,” she smiled at Kate.
Kate shook her head and watched as the woman moved to her knees. She was wearing some sort of a long wrap at her waist. A single tug of the knot caused it to fall away, exposing her pussy. It was completely shaved. Kate marveled at how casual they were. How could they chat so easily with strangers, even teasing and laughing in such an intimate moment?
The curvy blond deftly straddled the man, facing Mickey and Kate, and quickly aimed his cock at her slit. She took him easily and began to grind on him. She sat straight, stretching herself toward the sky and running both of her hands through her long blond hair. Her breasts were obviously enhanced, but they looked beautiful. She smiled, first at Kate, then at Mickey.
“You can come closer if you want. Or at least make yourselves comfortable. We promise not to touch,” she said, leaning forward and increasing her intensity.
Mickey looked at Kate. She returned his gaze and smiled. He considered her for a moment then stood and extended his hand toward her. She reached for it, and he could feel her trembling as he helped her out of her seat. He directed her toward the couple, and for an instant she nearly panicked, wondering what he was about to suggest. She was only slightly relieved when she realized that they weren’t actually going to approach them. Instead, he stopped a few feet away, now in the line of sight of the very lucky gentleman.
Mickey turned Kate to face the man.
“Show him,” he whispered into her ear.
She began to turn her head back toward him, but he stopped her by speaking again.
“Unbutton your top and show him.” The tone was firm, but still gentle somehow.
Kate wasted no time. She quickly released the buttons and pulled the fabric back, allowing the man a full view of her breasts. Her nipples strained in the night air. The blonde needed only to turn her head slightly to look at herself.
“Somebody’s as turned on as I am. Are you sure you don’t want some?” She asked.
Kate shook her head.
“Is that a “no”, you don’t want any, or a “no”, you’re not sure?” the man laughed.
“I’m good, thank you,” Kate answered.
“Yes, you are!” They nearly agreed in unison.
“Alright, then,” the blonde said. “If you want to watch, I’ll give you something to see.”
She spun on the man’s dick, turning to face his feet. Then she moved from her knees to a squatting position. Placing her hands onto the sand behind her, she spread her knees wide, leaning back toward her man. Kate moved to the man’s feet and Mickey followed quickly. From here, even in the darkness, they could see his cock gliding in and out of her slick hole. He reached around her and grabbed her tits and began to buck his hips off the ground into hers. Within three strokes they found their rhythm, and it increased rapidly. The woman left her mouth open, breathing hard, not allowing herself to make any other sound, though the clapping of their flesh was enough to let anyone within earshot know what they were up to.