Emily Ch. 05

When he came he let go a long, almost painful, groan and he gripped tightly onto his girlfriend's hair, forcing her to take his load deep in her mouth. She was struggling to receive it all, and a little trickle of cum ran down from the corner of her mouth as her throat worked to swallow it. As his balls emptied Ryan threw his head back, opening his eyes as he did so, just in time to see Emily, with Gina's fingers buried knuckle deep inside her, arching her back as her own climax arrived.

The two climaxing young people stared into each others eyes across the water, enjoying their own pleasure, but also taking surrogate enjoyment from what they could see displayed before them. As is balls emptied and his climax dwindled Ryan let his head fall forward, taking hold of the girl's shoulders for support as his knees threatened to buckle under him. Meanwhile, Emily, making her customary keening sound from between clenched teeth as she came, stared at Ryan's cock slipping limply from the girl's mouth, and wished it had been hers. Slowly her orgasm ebbed away and she too lay back, spent and lifeless.

"Hey! What's your girlfriend's name?" Gina shouted her question over the river.

"Gayle!" The girl answered for herself.

"Well, Gayle, make sure he does that for you as well before tonight ends, why should he have all the fun?" Gina was laying down the law.

"Don't you worry, he will!" Gayle was grinning the grin of certainty. "That's just to take the edge off 'im!"

Ryan opened his mouth to join in, but at just that moment six or seven motorcycles, several with passengers, came racing into sight, high revving two stroke engines buzzing madly as they chased each other along the path, and he had to hurriedly push his cock back into his jeans and step back out of the way instead. As soon as the bikes were past he and Gayle rushed off down the path without another word, going in the opposite direction to the bikers. The bikers themselves disappeared around the far bend and the two women were alone once more.

"Oh well, that was nice while it lasted. Shame the bikes scared that couple away." Emily was eager for more.

"God, I enjoyed that." Gina was smiling happily. "It went better then I expected. I never thought anyone would join in."

"I did!" Emily replied. "If it turns us on, why not other people?"

She lay back on the grass, her legs still raised but her dress now back over her knees. Only if someone was directly opposite and looking would they catch a glimpse of her pussy. Gina returned to lying on her side beside her, but with her legs together, hiding herself for the time being. Emily looked at her questioningly.

"Don't worry; I'll open up again if the right people come along!"

"The right people?"

"I don't particularly want a load of hairy-arsed bikers staring between my legs, and I'm not sure they've gone yet, I didn't hear the bikes going back." Gina looked worried.

"I shouldn't be bothered about them, they can't get to us here, and anyway, maybe they went another way." Emily dismissed the problem. "Anyway, I think I might like to show off to them, at least they'd appreciate us."

"If they went another way I think we'd still hear their engines."

"Ok, suit yourself; just don't let it spoil the evening."

"It won't, I promise!"

"In which case." Emily raised herself onto her elbows and called across the river in mockery of a doctor's waiting room. "Next, please!"

The 'next' were two couples of around forty-ish, who looked to be hikers or ramblers from their walking boots and rucksacks, and who simply averted their eyes and walked on when presented with two openly displayed pussies, displeasure clear on their faces. It was not a very erotic encounter from either side, but it did give Gina and Emily a thrill just to have been seen.

Shortly after their departure the bikers, this time on foot, came back into sight in a running, fooling around sort of group of maybe ten young men, their laughter echoing along the river.

"Oh, No!" Gina didn't like their appearance at all.

"Hey, calm down, they're people like us, it's just that they like motorbikes!"

"And trouble!" Gina was not going to be mollified. "Shall we go?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Emily felt annoyed; her brother rode a motorbike and suffered constant discrimination, for his bike even more than for his colour. "I'm gonna treat them like everybody else. If they want to see my cunt, they can."

"On your head be it!"

By now the group had got about level with the two women and had stopped on the bank looking across at them. Emily's legs knees were raised and she now let them drift gradually apart. Gina looked on.

"I told you they were showing their cunts!" A voice came to the women from across the other bank, followed by wolf whistles and cat calls, and a not unexpected shout of 'Gerrumoff!"

"You stupid sod, they are off." Another voice joined in to correct his mate, and the group dissolved into laughter.

"Come on Gina, let them see you. They're only my age, they won't be a problem." Emily was feeling horny again from having so many spectators at once.

It was true that the bikers were younger than Gina had expected, only in their very late teens and early twenties and not the bearded Hells Angels that Gina had feared. Now that she could see who they were she felt somewhat appeased, and actually felt a strange urge to flirt with the danger that the men still represented in her eyes.

"Maybe, let's see how things go." She was not yet fully placated, even though her pussy was beginning to react to the possibilities. The shouts and whistles from across the river still scared her a little.

"Hey, you lot!" Emily was calling to the group. "If you don't want us to go, let's have a bit of respect." She had closed her legs and was sitting upright.

Neither the motorcyclists nor Gina had expected that from Emily; they all went silent and looked at her in astonishment. "Ok, now, what would you like to see?" Emily had seized the initiative and had no intention of relinquishing it.

"Show us your cunt!" The request was accompanied by ribald laughter.

Emily raised her knees again, but kept them closed. "Say please!"

"Please!" The voice sounded suitably contrite and his friends laughed again.

Now Emily let her legs fall apart until her pussy was visible from the other bank and pulled back her dress to make the view even clearer.

She turned to Gina. "God, I love this. They'll do anything for a bit of pussy." Her voice was tight and thick from excitement.

What Emily really loved was being in control, Gina realised. How things had changed!

"Now what?" Although it seemed that Emily was taking her instruction from the young men, they were, in fact, following her lead.

"Can we see your friend's cunt?" A pause. "Please!"

Gina felt a sudden adrenalin rush and intense excitement at the idea. Rolling partly onto her back she spread her legs wide, pulling her skirt to one side to increase the view of her pussy, all the time watching the men as they stared at her crotch. Her misgivings forgotten, she was almost as stimulated as Emily.

"How's that?" Asked Gina, joining in the exchange. "What do you want next?"

"Can you play with yourself, please?"

"Can we see your tits, please?"

"Push a finger up your cunt."

"Will you wank each other, please?"

The requests came thick and fast now, almost always with a 'please' attached. Emily had obviously got through to them.

"Hang on boys, we can't do everything." Gina laughed as she answered. "You'll have to just watch us and see what happens." With that she lay on her back and began to masturbate, her fingers playing gently with her clitoris and the thrill of doing it in public again making her heart beat faster. Today was getting better all the time.

"You'll tell us if anybody else comes, won't you lads?" Gina couldn't see the other side while flat on her back.

Emily was already playing with herself, her fingers tweaking and pulling at her clit whilst her free hand was undoing the top buttons of her dress, intent on freeing her breasts from their confinement. When she had opened her dress almost to the waist she uncovered one of her boobs and began to pull her nipple in time to her clit. This combination was new to her, but very erotic, and it wasn't long before her body began to squirm in preparation for her orgasm. "White lady. We would love to see your tits as well. Please."

Gina undid her blouse in response to the request and shrugged it from her shoulders, leaving herself naked to the waist.

"Very nice, are you going to play with them?"

Gina copied Emily, pulling a nipple at the same time as her clit; a combination she already knew would rapidly bring her to orgasm. They were both now lying side by side, one hand tugging a breast while the other played with their clit, and both had their legs splayed as wide as they could, determined to show the young men the best show they could, if only to gain the maximum arousal from it for themselves.

"I'm going to cum!" Announced Emily loudly, pulling her legs right back against her chest so that she could push two fingers deep into her pussy, and in the process showing everyone her arse. Seconds later she came, rocking back and forth, her eyes rolled back and her mouth dropped open as she cried out in joy, her fingers delving ever deeper into her tunnel.

"Are you watching?" She asked gasping, the question aimed at everyone present. Everyone was, including Gina, their eyes pinned to the shuddering black girl in the throes of an immense climax, her fingers plunging piston like into the depths of her body. Eventually the orgasm began to subside and she allowed her legs to fall back, and her hands to slide from her flesh. Trembling and panting with the aftershocks of orgasm, Emily looked around, bright eyed and smiling hugely, pleased to have been able to cum for such a large audience. Her exhibitionism was now the most enjoyable part of her new found sex life, the taboo of revealing her most intimate moments and the inherent risks of it gave her immense excitement. Her display this time actually getting a round of applause from the young bikers.

"Keep watching, my friend will be cumming soon!" Emily told the lads.

"Does she need a hand?" Asked one, mostly joking.

"I don't think so; it looks as though she'll manage. Anyway, if she does, I'll do it!"

"Go on then!" That came from several of them.

Gina looked at Emily with an excited grin. "I'd like that! Let them watch you finger me, please sweetheart!"

"Oh, all right." Emily addressed mock reluctance across the water and shuffled across to Gina's side.

"Do you fancy a shag while you're doing that?" A tall fair haired biker, apparently one of the leaders, offered.

"I wouldn't say no!" Answered Emily, with more than a little truth in her reply. She was longing to be fucked and he was one of the better looking. "It's a shame you can't reach from there!"

Gina was feeling just as randy "I tell you what; anybody who can get to this side can pick either of us to fuck, what do you say, Em?"

"Yep, jump, fly or swim, just get here and get laid!"

The group laughed and Emily turned her attention to Gina, sliding her hand over her friend's upper thigh and caressing her pussy lips.

"Christ, I've never felt so horny, or so liberated. I think I could tackle just about anything tonight." Emily was meaning along sexual lines, and Gina understood.

"With you doing that and that lot watching, so could I. It's a pity there isn't a boat handy!"

Emily's hand had replaced Gina's in playing with her clit and Gina moved to her breasts, gripping tightly and pulling hard on both nipples, squirming from the mixture of pain and pleasure. "Jesus, Em, I think I'm getting to like pain."

"I'd do the same to your clit, but you're so fucking wet, my fingers would slip off."

"You can always lick me dry and then do it." Gina was sowing seeds, hoping that they might germinate into action.

"You want me to go down on you with those lads watching?" Emily hoped she did.

"Oh God, yes please." Gina's heart started thumping even harder at the thought, almost hammering out of her chest as Emily slithered down her body to turn the thought into reality.

Emily settled herself between Gina's legs, half kneeling and half lying, with her rump raised and her dress hiked to ensure her audience over the river could still see her body. Then she moved forward a little and brought her tongue down onto Gina's clitoris. The contact was deliberately very light, almost sensed rather than felt and Gina gasped with pleasure, pushing forward a little to increase the touch. But Emily was having none of that, as Gina moved forward so she moved back, always just touching the tip of Gina's clit with the tip of her tongue. The teasing was unbearable for Gina, who was already on the edge of cumming and desperately needed to climax. She pushed forward again, lunging her pussy at Emily's mouth, a mouth that simply withdrew a little further, maintaining the ordeal of nearly cumming a little longer. Gina groaned and gasped and panted, but still didn't quite orgasm. Even her own tormenting of her nipples couldn't quite send her over the edge.

From the other side of the river came the same whistles and catcalls that had started the session, for they could see Emily's behind rising higher into the air as she backed slowly away from Gina, and her pussy was becoming clearer to see all the time. None of the lads was sure, but they all thought (rightly) that they could also see her little puckered black arsehole on display again, and they were eager to let Emily know it.

In the end the teasing that Emily was meting out to Gina got just a little too much, and the older woman reached forward, grasped Emily's hair and pulled her mouth onto her clit while at the same time gyrating her hips, rubbing her wet pussy over Emily's face and smearing her juices all over it. Emily took the hint finally and gripped the little bud of her clit between lip covered teeth, gently biting so that Gina's own gyrations pulled and tugged on her, taking her ever closer to the edge.

Gina grabbed her breasts once more and, still moving her hips to pull on her clit, she pinched her nipples between finger and thumb, digging her nails into her own soft flesh as she pulled hard on them, the flash of extra pain finally sending into orgasm. Her hips and pelvis jumped and thrust as she climaxed, and Emily was simply unable to maintain her grip on the slippery clitoris, but she managed to use her hand to grip Gina's pussy and rub her thumb over her clit, keeping the sensations going.

"Fucking hell, yes! Oh yes, that's good. I'm there. I'm cumming!" Gina kept up a running commentary as her orgasm swept through her, words running from her non-stop as she lost control, thrashing her head from side to side and bucking with her hips in total ecstasy. Slowly but surely the waves of pleasure died away, leaving Gina limp and lost, just gently moving her hips against Emily's mouth, a quiet stream of nearly unintelligible words still coming from her.

As Gina's orgasm subsided Emily loosened her grip and stopped rotating her thumb against her clit in preparation for moving away to allow Gina to recover, but she wouldn't let her, grabbing her hair once more to hold Emily's face in contact with her pussy.

"No! Don't stop. I'm going to cum again in a minute, I've not finished yet."

It was difficult to believe that Gina wasn't fully spent. Her face was drained and covered with a shiny film of sweat, her body was lying limp on the grass and her legs were trembling form the intensity of her receding climax, but she was holding Emily hard against her pussy and still softly moving her hips. Emily began once more to lick her.

Emily had learned a little more about how to give oral sex to another woman. She had thought about how Gina had done it to her, and which parts she had enjoyed most, and also which things she had wanted Gina to do more of. With this in mind she began to run her tongue down the length of Gina's cleft, just on the inside of her labia, gently sweeping it across her folds down to the base and onto her perineum, then back up, pausing to delve briefly into her vagina before flicking the tip of her tongue over Gina's clitoris on her way to the top. Then she repeated the journey down the other side, and up via the middle. Gina was groaning and writhing under this treatment, getting so near, but not quite, to her climax.

"Oh, yes, that's it, lick my clit." Gina loved to talk dirty during sex.

"That's right, go on, push your tongue up my cunt."

Emily was already doing as Gina was asking, until frustration set in and Gina wanted more. "Oh, for fucks sake bring me off! Finger me, or do something, I'm so fucking close, finish me off somehow!"

Emily began to insert two fingers into Gina's pussy, but then she remembered Gina's strange request from the other night. Pulling them out again brought a moan of disapproval from Gina, but she didn't take them far. She just travelled a little south to Gina's anus, where she wriggled first one, and then two fingers, past her sphincter muscles and into her rectum. Gina reacted with a groan that contained the word 'yes' somewhere within it and pushed herself hard against Emily's probing fingers. Emily began thrusting her fingers into Gina in a slow but deliberate rhythm, at the same time licking her clitoris once more with the tip of her tongue. It did not take much of that before Gina was teetering on the edge once more.

"Oh, darling, I love that, thank you, I didn't think you would, yes push harder, push your fingers right in 'cos I'm cummiiinnnngggg!"

Gina's orgasm arrived at last and once again Emily found herself unable to keep her mouth in contact with Gina's pitching and jerking pussy. Fortunately her fingers were deeply and firmly embedded in her arse and stayed there all the way through Gina's involuntary spasms. This time Gina really was spent, her body was shivering with spent emotion, her legs and arms simply no longer answered her call and her chest heaved as her heart pounded. Reluctantly she moved up just a little so that Emily's fingers were dislodged and she was able to lower her aching legs.

Up to that point the two women had forgotten all about their audience, but now Emily looked around, realising suddenly that all was quiet. The far bank was empty, their viewers had gone.

"Well, that's a bugger! Those bikers have fucked off!" She was very surprised, believing that they had really wanted to watch her with Gina.

"Right now I'm too knackered to care. Ye Gods, you made me cum like an express train." Gina's voice was still breathless.

Emily looked around at Gina again and, taking in the sight properly this time, burst into laughter. Gina lay on her back, naked to the waist, her blouse on the ground next to her in an untidy heap and her wrap around skirt crumpled somewhere around her waist. Her breasts wore the red marks of her own torture and her skin ran with sweat. Her legs were loosely together, but not enough to hide her pussy and her arms were just thrown out beside her.

"At least I'm still wearing my clothes." Emily stated, smiling at her friend.

"But only just girl, only just." Gina smiled back wanly, too tired to do it properly. In the absence of anyone to show off to, they began to straighten themselves out until they were once again at least covered, if not smart.

"What do you think happened to those bikers?" Asked Emily, still puzzled by their disappearance.

"I don't know and I don't much care!"

"Yeah, ok. But what do we do now? Have you had enough for tonight or do you want to see who else comes along?" Emily didn't think Gina would want any more, but she was surprised by the answer.