Emily Ch. 02

"Oh Gina, that is wonderful." Emily had no more misgivings. She had seen this coming as she lay in bed thinking the previous night, and had already made the decision to let things happen if they were going to. So, just for once, she was the less nervous of the two and able to express herself more easily.

"I want to touch you, Gina. May I?"

"Oh, please do, I'd love to feel you on me." Gina felt her arousal heighten. "But I want to kiss you first."

Emily's mouth opened and came forward to meet Gina's, her full lips soft and feminine against the older woman's thinner Caucasian mouth. Gina was a little surprised at Emily's willingness, but she quickly recovered and the two kissed passionately and deeply, their tongues touching and entwining within their mouths. The first kiss was long and ardent, and it was immediately followed by a second, and a third, and more, just as passionate, until eventually Gina lost count and had to break away to get her breath.

"Jesus, Em, your kisses are out of this world!" Gina was gasping and not just from a shortage of breath.

"So are yours." Emily was panting just as hard and for the same reason. "Now please can I touch you?"

"Oh yes, touch me, play with me, do anything you like."

The first thing Emily did was that which she had wanted to do since yesterday. She shuffled down the bed a little and kissed Gina's breast, taking the hard nub of her nipple into her mouth and sucking on it.

"Oh God, that's good, I love my tits being sucked," Gina was living up to her threat to talk dirty.

But even as she was gently chewing on Gina's nipple, Emily's hand was exploring steadily, and somewhat nervously, southwards, circling her navel before reaching downwards for her pussy.

Emily's first touch on Gina's pussy was very soft and uncertain, her fingers delicately tracing the labia with little spidery touches, skittering over the folds of skin and running up and down the length of her slit. Gina gasped with pleasure, the fleeting touches turning her on more and more.

"Oh Em, darling, yes, play with my cunt, don't stop now." Gina did not even notice her use of the endearment, but Emily did, and it made her heart flip inside her.

Gina spread her legs even wider, wanting Emily's fingers to explore her, to probe her secret places and to send her to heaven. Emily was just as eager to explore, she had never touched another woman's pussy (she had hardly even touched her own), and was in raptures of anticipation.

At first she kept to the outside of Gina's pussy, fingertips tracing the outline, from pubic mound right down almost to the crack of her bottom, just feeling the texture, the smoothness of a shaven skin, knowing that hers too felt that way now. Then, as she became a little more familiar with her partners body, she moved into more intimate places, probing between her labia to feel the wetness of her juices, following to their source at the mouth of her vagina, going past that, down on a highway of slipperiness until she found Gina's anus, wet and slick from Gina's own lubrication.

"Mmmmm! That's so fucking good. It's lovely to feel your fingers going all over, do it some more, go wherever you like, I don't care. Do anything to me, anything you want to, but just keep playing with my cunt."

All the time Emily was touching her Gina kept up a running commentary almost subconsciously. Emily smiled around Gina's nipple. At least she knew that Gina was enjoying her touch as much as she enjoyed touching. Then back she came, drawing her fingers back up the length of Gina's slit, skirting around her entrance, up between her pussy lips until she suddenly found the hard little sentry that was Gina's clitoris. Gina's body jerked at the contact and she gasped out loud.

"Oh God, do that again, rub my clit."

Emily did, lightly brushing her fingertip across Gina's clit, and then she did it again, and again. Gina's back was lifting from the bed, her hips searching for Emily's finger, thrusting upwards trying to make stronger contact.

"Come on, darling, play with my clit, make me cum, I'm nearly there, please play with my clit."

Emily suddenly released Gina's nipple and shuffled even further down the bed, turning as she did so in order to look over the top of Gina's thigh at what her fingers were doing. She had made up her mind that she wanted to watch Gina cum, and from as close as possible to Gina's pussy when she orgasmed.

"Oh yes, that'll be nice, I'd like you to look at my pussy. It turns me on for you to see."

Emily wriggled until she could see her own fingers parting Gina's pussy lips and the wetness of her vagina, and then began once more to briefly touch her clit with a fingertip. Each time her finger touched Gina, there came a gasp of pleasure, each a little louder and less controlled than the previous.

Suddenly Gina cried out. "I'm fucking cumming. I can't stop, I'm gonna fucking cum,"

Gina's gasps now became a torrent of cries, her bottom lifted from the bed taking Emily with it, her knees twitched her hips jerked and Gina exploded in climax. Emily had quite a job to keep her hand playing on Gina's clit through the orgasm, so strong were her involuntary jerks and bucks, but she coped and as her orgasm subsided Gina was grateful for her lovers tenacity.

"Oh God, thank you, thank you my angel, that was wonderful." Gina subsided into a sweaty trembling heap on the bed.

Emily, looking closely at Gina's pussy, could see that the labia were red and swollen, and her lubricating juices were literally running from her, making a little wet spot on the bed.

"Does my cunt look good?" Gina asked.

"Oh yes, and it felt good too."

"As good as your own?"

"That's not fair!" Emily laughed at Gina's leading question.

"Come and lie next to me." Gina patted the bed alongside her and then laid her arm across the pillows to drape around Emily's shoulders as she moved back.

"I'm glad we've got to know each other." Gina gave Emily a little hug.

"Me too. You're helping me be more relaxed about myself."

Gina looked mystified at that, so Emily went on. "Only a few days ago I would never have dreamed of bringing myself off, and definitely not with anyone else in the room. But you've helped me be at ease with what I like doing, and that's good."

"Can you cum again?" Gina's question caught a thoughtful Emily unawares.

"What? Can I...? Oh! Yes, can you?"

"Then shall we...?" Gina spread her legs and rested her hand between them.

"Yes, why not?" Emily opened her own legs and began to gently play with her clit, watching Gina as she began to do the same.

Gina's arm around Emily's shoulder drew the young black girl closer and the pair ended in a sort of inverted vee, with their heads close together and their legs angled away from each other to make room to play. Both were playing softly and gently, just stroking themselves with their fingertips, for there was now no hurry to reach orgasm.

"You were right." Emily told Gina. "It is nicer shaved."

"I told you. It shows more too." Gina grinned lasciviously at Emily, who smiled back.

"Well there's nobody seeing anything right now," Emily pointed out. "Neither of us can see whilst we're side by side."

"That's ok, I can see enough to know what you're doing, and it's nice to feel you near me."

Emily nodded agreement with Gina's words and they settled into quiet, gentle, self pleasuring, with only the sound of fingers on flesh and the occasional little pleasure noise from the two women. The bed was rocking just slightly from the women's movements, just enough to rub leg on leg and hip on hip, and remind them what an intimate time they were sharing. In a strange sort of way the situation even felt romantic. Emily turned her head towards Gina and planted a small affectionate kiss on her shoulder.

"Thank you darling." Gina smiled happily.

Soon both began to speed up their movements as lust and arousal took over. Fingers began to probe and the little noises became louder and more insistent. Suddenly Gina pointed to the bedroom window.

"What would you do if someone looked in on us?"

Her question took Emily aback. She looked at the window in alarm, her hands automatically covering her pussy and breasts, before remembering that a thick net curtain preserved their privacy.

"Gina! Stop scaring the daylights out of me."

"But really, what would you do? Would it put you off and make you stop, or would it make you even hornier?"

"I don't know." Emily really didn't know at that moment, her orgasm was lurking in the wings, or would have been if Gina hadn't said anything. "What about you?"

"Right now...." Gina paused. "Right now I think I'm so fucking turned on that I'd give them the best show they'd ever seen."

The idea was giving Emily an adrenalin rush. "And if you did, then so would I!" In her minds eye Emily could see people gazing in at them and her fingers flew over her clit.

"Then let's give them the chance, shall we?" Gina's voice was strained with excitement and without waiting for Emily's answer she clambered from the bed and drew back the curtains, quickly returning to her place beside Emily.

Emily froze with shock and fear, like a rabbit caught in headlights, but within seconds her arousal overwhelmed her inhibitions and she was using her fingers to part her pussy lips and potentially display herself to the world.

The chalet was three or four yards away from the road and the window was set fairly high, so people walking along the road would not automatically be able to see the bed. They would need to deliberately walk close enough to the window to peer in, but the chance was there, and with the bed facing the window, anyone who did look in would be treated to a full on pussy show.

The two women looked at each other with wild excitement on their faces, both with legs spread wide and fingers busy on their pussies. They were both shaken by their own daring, turned on by the possibility of being watched but frightened in case somebody did.

"Fucking hell, Em. What have I done?" Gina needed Emily's reassurances.

"You've set us up to be watched. I hope!"

Gina put her free arm back round Emily's shoulders and pulled her friend closer. "Kiss me, Em. Then if anybody looks we won't know."

"But I want to know. I want to see their faces when they see us playing with ourselves."

"Kiss me anyway, and then they'll think we're queer!" Perversely that thought seemed even more exciting.

Emily turned slightly towards Gina, twisting partly onto her side but keeping her legs wide open to the window, and offered her mouth to be kissed. Gina took a quick worried look at the window then, also keeping her pussy on show, rolled towards Emily and kissed her hard on the mouth, wrapping her arm around her neck to hold her in the kiss, The pair remained then in that kiss, their tongues probing and tasting, lips crushed hard against lips, neither daring to break free and return their gaze to the window, just in case. Emily was still rubbing her clitoris, bringing herself back to within striking distance of a major climax, and she could feel by the woman's movements against her that Gina was doing the same. And so they stayed looking intently into each others eyes, mouths locked together, and fingers strumming at their clits, with neither quite sure that they were not being stared at by a stranger.

The eroticism of the uncertainty was far too great to last and soon Emily erupted into her orgasm. She badly wanted to look and see if anyone was watching her, but Gina held her in their ongoing kiss, denying her the chance to know if a stranger was seeing her cum. Her orgasm was powerful but short, lasting less than half a minute before it was over except for the sharp little aftershocks that kept her hips twitching and jerking. All the while during her climax Emily had held her breath, her single long drawn out cry lost into Gina's kiss, but as soon as it was over she needed to free her mouth to breath and desperately twisted her head to pull free.

Gasping for breath as her orgasm died, but with her head now free to turn, Emily was no longer sure if she wanted to see any audience she might have. But just as she was plucking up the courage to look, Gina reached her own climax and Emily's face was once more pressed hard against Gina's flesh as the convulsing, shuddering, jerking woman coped with the most forceful climax of her life.

"Well!" Said Gina afterwards, "I don't think anyone saw us, mores the pity, but I'm sure half the site must have heard us, you were yelling fit to bust and I'm pretty sure I was doing the same.

"You were, and swearing again."

The two women lay side by side for a while, thinking about their developing relationship. It was a strange, highly sexual relationship between two very different women and one that neither had foreseen.

"Why wouldn't you let me look and see if anyone was there?" Emily had got her breath back and was relaxing in Gina's arms.

"Because don't think I could have coped with knowing you were being watched. I know that sounds silly, but I'm the one that started all this and I'd hate you to feel sordid."

"But I wanted to be watched. I told you that." Emily looked and felt strangely annoyed.

"I know, but I couldn't be sure you weren't just saying it."

"Then can we do it again sometime, and this time try to make sure we really are spied on?" Emily was caught up in the excitement of exhibitionism.

"Oh yes!" There was a thoughtful pause before Gina continued. "And if you don't mind being in the open air I think I know just how to do it!"

"Open air sounds nice, tell me more." Emily was smiling broadly again.

"No, not right now, I need to check something first."

"Ok! But don't forget." Emily was content to leave those things to Gina, but now she needed something, so pulling the white woman close, she bent her head and kissed Gina's nipple, receiving a soft moan as a reward.

Now the two women were not playing, they were making love, the curtain and the outside world forgotten.