Taking the dick.

Just as Beth began to wonder if Kyle was going to cum in her mouth, he pulled out suddenly. She stumbled forward, unconsciously yearning to keep the dick in her mouth a little longer. He's making me into a slut...
"Knees." Kyle's hands... "helped" her onto all fours. She gripped the cool sand between her fingers. Oh fuck... is he... he's really going to...right here on the beach... She couldn't stop him... she didn't want to stop him. {if KyleOutfit = 0
}He made quick work of her skirt, pulling it to her knees along with her panties. Her shirt and bra went onto the sand in front of her face. {else
} Kyle lifted her dress, pushing the skirts up past her waist{if KyleOutfit =2
} to expose her dripping pussy. "Don't pretend you didn't know this was going to happen... you didn't even wear panties." His voice was an accusation that filled her with shame and lust. {else
} and pulled down her panties, which were nearly stuck to her wet pussy after the fingering and hard face fuck. {endif
}{endif}
"We're in public..." what was left of her conservative brain was desperately looking for a way to forestall the inevitable. "What if someone calls the cops...?" she moaned as he began to finger her.
"I'm a vet. If the cops come, I'll apologize and explain..." she could feel his cock, rubbing her entrance. "I'm just home from active duty, and my girlfriend and I got a little drunk and carried away." Beth squeaked as the head of his cock pushed inside. So...filling.... "They'll give us a warning... tell us to get a room."

The next six minutes or so were a blur. Beth said goodbye to her reticence and submitted to the dick, letting Kyle fuck her hard, and fast. It was so lewd and exhilarating to be fucking outdoors where anyone might see. She wallowed in the embarrassment, and abandoned herself to the pleasure it brought. She came quickly, and soon after, Kyle did too, pumping his seed inside her quivering cunt.
In the afterglow, she haphazardly redressed before laying on her side in the sand, trying to process what they had done.
"Why... why did you do this?"
"We. You were a willing participant, don't try to pretend."
"But, your brother..."
"I don't give a fuck. He shouldn't have stabbed me in the back when I went to AIT in the first place." Beth's face must have conveyed her confusion, because he shook his head. "Of course he didn't tell you, why would he? Well, short version is he fucked my girlfriend while I was in AIT. We're supposed to be 'over it,' and he's real nice to me now... but that's not some shit you just forgive."
So this was ****?
"Don't look so down, baby." He smiled. "I had fun, and I know you did."
"What happens, now?"
"We go home. I got to get a job lined up. I was only going to stay with you two as long as was polite, but..." he looked at Beth with the gaze of a predator. "Maybe I won't rush... take advantage of that hospitality." Beth felt her stomach sink, knowing her chances of staying faithful with Kyle around were laughably low.
Kyle called for an Uber, and they returned to the townhouse without speaking any further on what they had done.