Chapter Four
The fact that I wanted to be the focus of Emma’s attention still gnawed at me but even that couldn’t spoil my enjoyment.
I watched in jealous fascination as she slid Diana’s dress up to her hips and coaxed the girl’s behind forward so that her lower body pressed against her own.
Her hands now moving to her hair, she pulled Diana’s head back to lick and nip at her exposed throat.
And Diana relished every bit, her head shifting side to side as she encouraged Emma to enjoy more and more of her creamy skin, her lower body instinctively beginning to writhe against the friction provided by Emma’s form.
I waited with bated breath for the girls’ mouths to meet again, but each time they got close Emma would break away, seemingly teasing Diana, or the men, or both.
As Diana attempted to claim Emma’s mouth once more, Emma yanked at her hair, forcing her head back to break the contact.
The girl cried out, her frustration escalating along with the tempo of her pulsating body.
Emma simply smiled, her total control and lack of mercy so mind-blowingly erotic as she dipped her head to nuzzle at the sensitive skin beneath the girl’s earlobe.
Diana’s breathing started to become a pant, her desperation for release fueling my own need.
As Emma brought her free hand up to cup Diana’s jawline, the girl instinctively moved into the caress.
Her lips claiming Emma’s fingers and doing what she so desperately wanted to do with her tongue, she tasted, teased, and sucked with such a hunger that it wasn’t long before Emma could no longer resist the draw of Diana’s mouth.
Breaking away from the girl’s neck, she replaced her finger with her tongue and they lapped at one another, their dainty, pink tongues interlocking with such frenzy; twisting, flicking, tasting .
.. it was like no kiss I’d ever seen, let alone experienced, and the dampness spread thick and fast between my legs — Christ, they were hot!
I could have come just watching their exposed tongues enjoy one another, but then Emma shifted, her hand tugging hard on Diana’s hair once more and forcing her to lose her balance.
The girl fell back against the table, her elbows planting to support her upper body.
Emma paused to enjoy the view of Diana’s wanton body spread before her, her face flushed with excitement, her enjoyment at the power she yielded over the girl more than apparent.
“Please,” Diana said, her plea only just audible through the glass pane but her desperation unmistakable.
Emma smiled provocatively and moved her hands to trace a slow path along the neckline of Diana’s dress, her heated gaze intent on Diana’s.
“You want me?” Emma asked softly, teasingly.
“Yes,” Diana whispered, the sound lost through the wall of the cellar but her assent clear.
“Here?” Emma asked, her hands moving over her clothes to cup her breasts, her thumbs circling each hardened center.
Diana threw her head back, moaning with delight, and I bit my lip for fear of the sound being echoed by myself.
Emma’s hands then moved to the buttons of Diana’s dress and one by one she released them, pausing to caress the girl’s bare skin as she went. By the time she had unveiled the full length of Diana’s trim body, the girl was writhing uncontrollable, teetering on the edge of coming.
“I didn’t take you as someone with voyeuristic tendencies.”
Shit! Daniel! I spun on my heel. He was directly behind me, his gaze fixed very much on me. How long had he been there!
“Sorry!” I whispered, my mind racing with what I should do. Usher him away or—
“What has you so enraptured?” he said quietly, taking his lead from me and lowering his voice.
“You wouldn’t believe it,” I said, turning back to the window. I felt him come up behind me, his head resting above my own.
“Well, I’ll be damned, now I can see why you weren’t quick to return.”
I needn’t have worried about his reaction, the obvious awakening of his cock pressing into my backside was enough to put my mind at rest, he was enjoying the scene just as much as me.
“You are completely forgiven,” he said, his tone distracted. “Fuck, you must be so wet right now...”
I nodded; the incessant ache between my legs throbbing so desperately that I had to squeeze my thighs tight to nurse it.
“I can help you with that...” His voice rumbled low against my ear, his lips brushing against my lobe as he pressed me up against the wall.
I felt his hands at the zipper of my jumpsuit, high up my back and I had to stop myself crying out with relief that release would soon be mine.
That this crazy, unprecedented passion would soon be sated.
Before me, Diana’s dress had been tossed to one side and Emma was tracing the outline of each nipple as they protruded through the fabric of her black lace bra.
I was so desperate to see her breasts stripped of the confines of her underwear that I didn’t even blink, my focus intent on the movement of Emma’s hands as she finally slid her palms beneath the cups and lifted the delicious mounds from the material, exposing the gloriously naked flesh to my appreciative gaze.
They were fuller than Emma’s, the nipples darker, the skin flushed with her abundant desire.
A moan erupted from me unbidden and I clamped down on my lip to rein it in.
“What is it, baby?” Daniel whispered into my ear.
Christ, she was beautiful. They both were.
Emma began to massage one gloriously full mound while expertly toying with the peak at the other. Envy coursed through me anew, as my body begged to be in the thick of the scene before me.
“Do you want some of that?” Daniel continued, his voice gruff against my ear sending delightful shivers down my spine.
Without waiting for my response, his hands moved to my shoulders and he shoved the fabric of my jumpsuit down until the straps hung from my wrists.
I was now naked to my thighs, save for my thong.
My lack of bra a relief as the cold air swept over each aching nipple and encircled my upper body, every nerve ending heightened in my desperate state of need.
I wanted so badly for him to fuck me. And hard.
I was vaguely aware of him rustling a packet behind me and realized with some gratitude that he was putting on a condom.
At least one of us had some sense left. Before I knew it, he was back, pressing me up against the cold wall, my bare nipples scraping the rough surface causing me to cry out at the ripples of pleasure it sent through me.
Shit! That was loud. Panicking, I scanned the room before me, praying I hadn’t been heard.
But the sound of me had been drowned out by the cries from Diana; the girl was so close to the brink.
Her head thrown back in pure ecstasy, her now naked form arched back over the table as Emma nipped and sucked at each breast in turn whilst her hand dipped between the girl’s legs.
Daniel pulled at my thong, tugging it into a tight string against my crotch, the sensation painfully erotic and I cried out again, writhing against the fabric. His other hand came at me from behind, seeking out the entrance to my pussy.
“God, you are so wet, baby.”
I started to rock against him, reveling in the friction of my still-present panties and his probing fingers. All the while, my gaze transfixed on Emma and her skilled assault on the other girl’s body, her mouth now replacing her fingers to feast on the naked valley between Diana’s legs.
And then one of the men moved. It was James. He approached the women, his hand working at his crotch. What was he doing? He couldn’t be about to fuck Emma, surely not...
“Remember, James, the ass. The pussy is all mine.”
The order came from my stepfather and I watched with horrified fascination as James acknowledged his words with a greedy smile, his hands moving to lift Emma’s dress to massage her naked behind.
Emma barely glanced up from her position.
Diana looked though. Her hungry gaze fixed on her husband as she watched him position himself and thrust his cock forward.
Emma cried out, and I could swear she was in pain, but then the sound changed, pleasure ringing through as her body relaxed into his rhythm.
“Don’t ... don’t stop,” Emma begged, throwing James a heated look over her shoulder.
I had never witnessed anything so hot in my life. As she returned her attention to Diana, I reveled in the sight of the growing sexual tension building in their bodies.
“Your turn, baby...” Daniel said behind me, shoving my thong down and maneuvering his cock against my entrance, his hand returning to take up a joyous tempo over my clit.
God, yes, take me already! I wanted to scream at him. Instead, I thrust myself backward, down onto his hard shaft and almost exploded there and then.
“Steady, baby,” he ground out, pinning my hips with his hands to prevent me from moving over him. “Let’s enjoy this with them.”
I squirmed beneath his grip, showing rather than telling him that I needed release. And now!
Slowly, he pulled out and I heard him groan low in his throat just as a huge cry rang out from Diana. The girl’s body convulsed as her climax overcame her, each wave sending her body into a spasm as Emma pinioned her legs apart and watched her release with carnal satisfaction.
As the waves subsided, her body relaxed into the table and she stretched out languorously while Emma rocked above her with each continued thrust from James.
“Now don’t be selfish, Diana,” James said, his voice rough with growing tension as he slowed his movements to regain some control. “I think you should return the favor.”
Diana’s sated expression quickly evolved to one of hunger as she propped herself up onto her elbows and nodded.
“Take off her dress, darling,” she commanded, her gaze fixed on Emma as she moistened her upper lip with her dainty pink tongue.