Chapter 4 #2
Mike sits in the chair on my left. His eyes are dark with desire as he greets me. “Nice to see you again, Jessica.”
I echo his sentiment and peek at him as I settle in, making sure I sit on my dress since I’m not wearing panties.
Whenever I saw him before, I was always buzzing and mentally fuzzy from lust, so this is the first time I’m able to study him.
He’s wearing cargo shorts, a short-sleeved t-shirt, and sandals.
His legs are muscular and toned, like he hikes regularly.
He’s not a huge guy, but he’s got a sleek and powerful build.
I can tell he either works out often or has a job with considerable manual labor.
When Lucas passes out the s’mores supplies, Mike’s fingers catch my attention and fascinate me. His fingers are long, slender, and almost delicate. I could easily imagine him playing an instrument with them, or rubbing my clit…
Shit. Focus, Jessica.
“So…” I look expectantly at Lucas. “What are we doing?”
His mouth twists, and his eyes shine in the firelight. “Time for the challenge.”
Even though I was expecting this, I still get a thrill and my pussy grows even more wet. I set the s’mores supplies on the side table attached to the camping chair and ask, “What do I have to do?”
I’m hoping I don’t sound too eager. Heck, I might say no to whatever it is just to mess with him. Fair’s fair, right?
He leans forward with an intense expression on his face. “I want you to spread your legs and rub your clit.”
Uh… what? “Right here, right now? People might see.”
“Yes?” He sweeps his arms in the direction of the campground behind me. “Who is going to see you?”
I realize he put me in this chair on purpose. Damn, he’s devious. I glance over my shoulder. Nobody’s close by, and it’s getting darker and harder to see very far. Someone would have to be close to know what was going on.
I close my eyes and take several deep breaths. This is crazy, but I’m going to do it. I guess Mike is going to get another glimpse of Ms. Kitty.
I pull the front of my dress to my waist and spread my knees, revealing my smooth mound. The air is warm and dry, and the part of my sundress I’m sitting on is getting damp. I drop my hand between my legs and slide my fingers between my folds.
“Open your eyes,” Lucas orders.
I obey and open my eyes wide as I continue to stroke myself.
Mike’s eyes are glued to me — or more specifically, my pussy. Fuck, that’s hot. Knowing both guys are watching me be a filthy slut quickly spirals me towards an orgasm. My thighs tremble as I rub myself faster and faster. I can feel my juices flowing down my inner thigh.
I glance at Lucas to make sure he’s okay with this. He’s watching my fingers intently.
“Can I come?” I ask him.
“No,” he answers immediately. “Not yet.”
I whimper loudly. “Please, let me come?”
Lucas’s voice is gruff. “No. Keep rubbing. You can’t come.”
I try to stifle my moans as I plunge two fingers inside me and rock my hips up to meet them. What does Mike think about all of this? I steal a glance at him.
Mike’s cock is visible, hard underneath his shorts. Mmm, yummy. I wish he’d pull his cock out so I could see it. I wet my lips while I think about sucking him in front of Lucas. Yeah, I’m such a dirty girl.
“I think she’s close,” Mike says in a husky voice.
“God, I am! Please, can I come?” I beg.
“No,” Lucas replies firmly. “Keep rubbing.”
He’s sounding like a broken record. I cry out softly and move my fingers from my pussy to circle around my sensitive clit. I’m beyond being able to stay quiet, and little peeps and moans slip out. The pleasure builds, threatening to overwhelm me.
“Fuuuck.” I moan loud enough for Lucas to hear me. I’m almost beyond caring whether he’ll give me permission. I want Mike to see me come. Fuck, at this point I’d let a whole football team watch me orgasm. I just need it. Now.
“Jessica.” Lucas’s sharp voice breaks through my lust. “Stop touching.”
Noooo. I don’t want to stop. He was supposed to tell me to keep going. I lock gazes with Lucas and continue rubbing myself. My thigh muscles quiver and I’m going to explode any second.
Lucas’s voice holds a harsh warning this time. “Jessica, stop or you won’t like the consequences.”
Ugh. I debate it for one second, then pull my hand from between my legs. Shit… fuck… my brain is a pile of mush.
Lucas stands up and holds his hand out to me. “Come here, baby.”
I stand up shakily, uncertain what is going on. I can’t think of anything but getting a cock inside me — either guy’s cock would do.
Lucas leads me behind the tent and out of sight from Mike. He pulls me into his arms and gives me a toe-curlingly deep kiss. I lose myself in him as our tongues twirl together. When he breaks off the kiss, I mewl in protest. God, he’s being so mean.
“Jessica, baby, do you want to fuck Mike tonight? I’d like it, but the choice is yours.”
My entire body buzzes. He just handed me the golden ticket, and I wasn’t expecting it. I assumed he was going to edge me once we got started.
Lucas’s eyes bore into mine and a flush runs from my toes to my head. My nipples harden and wetness trickles down my inner thigh. He’s waiting for my answer.
I link my fingers with his and give them a soft squeeze. “Yes, my love. I want to fuck Mike.”
He lets out a deep breath like he was nervous about my answer, and then grins at me. “Then let’s do this.”
My pulse quickens as desire coils in my stomach. It’s time for me to really become a hotwife.
I’m ready.