Erotic City by Pynk

couple was sitting on the sand near the abandoned lifeguard station.
    Milan placed the towel on the blue-and-white patio chair and sat back upon it, raising her feet along the banister. She looked through the spaces between the bars of the railing, down at the view below, taking in the welcomed coolness of the night air. “This is the life. Away from it all.”
    “It is.” Lavender handed her a drink and closed the sliding door behind him. The only view he took in was between her wide opened legs. He swigged his drink and took a seat at the same time.
    He took another sip and placed his hand along her thigh, moving it toward her middle. He ran his fingers along the shape of her vagina and slipped his middle finger toward her clit.
    She downed a big swallow and said, “Watch it now, baby.”
    “Hell, I know my way around there.”
    She nodded in agreement.
    “Actually, let me inspect it closer. It’s so dark out here, I might need a better view.” He placed his cup on the side table.
    Lavender knelt down and adjusted himself so that he rested upon his hip and faced Milan’s pussy. She brought herself to the edge of the chair to assist him and stretched her legs out.
    Milan took a minute to look down at the passersby again. She could see each silhouette clearly and wondered if they could possibly see her about to get her pussy eaten.
    Lavender began kissing her opening and moved his mouth to kiss her inner thigh. His lips and his left-hand fingers teased her.
    Her body buzzed with lust. She quivered, enjoying the thrill of the licking. She balanced the cup in her hand.
    He used his fingers to spread apart her labia and pointed his tongue to her rams-head clit, licking the skin around it and flicking the tip back and forth. He used short, probing strokes and applied pressure with each lick. He inserted his stiff tongue in her vagina, giving her an oral fucking. The wetness could be heard. He played slip and slide with her opening.
    “Damn, baby. Damn.”
    She closed her eyes, though she kept thinking about the fact that they were outside, being watched by the ocean and the sky and the moon. Her eyes opened. She moaned deeply with a guttural sound.
    He latched his mouth around her entire clitoris, flicking it in circles and giving it a butterfly whipping.
    Milan’s hips shook while he made the sound of an airplane about to take off. The vibration of his lips was like a tiny, hot vibrator against her firm point.
    He guided her hips forward a bit more with his hands and hungrily positioned his face deeper, taking ownership of her hard clitoris into his mouth. He sucked it using short, luscious motions. He increased the tempo as she began to thrust her split toward his mouth.
    She snuck a peek down at him and cheered him on like the soldier he was. “Uh, suck that shit, baby. Ummh, that’s it.” She looked out at a man and woman who walked hand in hand along the sand. They were looking up at the view of the hotel, and it seemed as though they looked up at the balcony of room 6004, seeing Lavender’s back, and his head between her long, wide open legs. Milan’s breathing accelerated. She still grinded, generously fucking his face.
    Lavender continued to suck her, moving his head up and down in a slight motion, using his tongue while sliding her between his lips. Her legs trembled. Her clit pulsated between his lips. She froze up.
    He could feel its pulse pounding in waves back at him. He moaned, “Uh-huh. Uh-huh.”
    “Damnit!” she yelled loudly. She dropped the plastic cup. The remaining gin and juice formed a small puddle on the balcony floor. He still continued giving head.
    And then, Milan’s pussy popped with a stream of juices that seeped and spilled like her drink. She bit her fist to mute her loud screams. “Shit,” she said, making
a point to try to keep it down. Lavender still did not retreat from the strength of her multiple orgasm.
    She moved her hips and placed her hand along the top of his head to