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Subject: {ASSM} Schoolgirl Slave Chapter 23
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Date: Sat,  4 Jun 2005 05:10:03 -0400
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Schoolgirl Slave
By Fantasy Stories
(c) FantasyStories2000



   Chapter 23 - Picnic

   They lay side by side for at least ten minutes, lost in the afterglow.
Initially her fingers had been moving on his stomach but now, apart from
their breathing, all was still until finally Richard started to wonder if
she'd fallen asleep.

   "Picnic?"

   "Hmmm?"

   Okay, she was awake.

   "Picnic?  Still want to?"

   "What?  Oh yeah, sure.  Of course."

   Her fingers started moving again on his stomach.  Almost ticklish but
nice!

   "Cool.  Well it's like after eleven I think so I guess we'd better get
moving."

   "I guess."

   "So.  Moving?  You're not moving."

   "Oh, yeah, sorry.  Yech!"

   Coming down from her orgasm had been so wonderful.  She'd felt like she
was floating but at the same time she'd felt so drained that moving her
limbs seemed an impossible task.  Now though as she finally sat up she
discovered wet spots under her bum and thighs.  She looked down between her
legs.  Gross!

   "What?  What's wrong?"

   "Oh, um, sorry, nothing.  Just, you know, kinda wet down there."

   Richard sat up, staring down between her legs at the couple of small
damp patches on the sheet.  Bending down between her spread legs he
inhaled.

   "Hmmm!"

   He tilted his head till his lips found her stomach, landing just above
her pubic hair and he started kissing his way up her body, along her belly,
between her boobs till his lips found hers.

   "You know what?  I don't think I'm ever going to let anyone wash these
sheets now.  It's like so totally not gross.  Smells heavenly!"

   She could feel her cheeks flaming as she blushed.  She kissed him back,
her tongue darting into his mouth.  Then he broke the kiss, grabbing her
hand as he practically dragged her off the bed.

   "Okay come on, shower.  I'll clean you up if you like."

   "Oh, um, ok."

   They ended up in his parent's shower and once again Richard was washing
her.  She was still getting over her orgasm, no, her orgasms, so it was
nice standing under the water, eyes closed as he soaped her body and then
made sure she was rinsed off.  Very nice, especially when he paid lots of
attention to her pussy.  Second time they'd showered together and both
times he'd washed her.  Hopefully this would become a habit!

   "Ahh!!  What!  Cold!"

   "Hey, I was getting worried you were going to fall asleep."

   "Well I sure won't now."

   Fifteen minutes later they were on their bikes, loaded up with food,
drinks, towels and the picnic basket, heading off to Huckleberry Hill.  For
some reason they rode hard, almost racing each other and apart from a few
shouted comments when they passed someone or something particularly
interesting, they rode in silence.

   When they finally arrived, they were both out of breath and took a
couple of minutes to recover.

   "Hey, want to swim first."

   "Duh!  I'm so sweaty.  Good though.  That was good.  Really good ride."

   "Yeah, cool.  Okay so, tie our bikes up through here I guess and take
everything with us in case?"

   "Yeah, okay."

   After they'd secured their bikes a few feet off the pathway they headed
through the bush to the swimming hole, loaded down with their backpacks and
the picnic basket.  There was a path that wound down for about thirty feet
before opening out onto the river.  The path finished at a huge stone slab
that jutted out about ten feet above the water.  Below the slab there was a
little cove, with a small sandy area to one side.  They used the slab for
sunbathing, diving off and storing their clothes so after putting their
packs and the basket to one side they started undressing.  Richard took all
of five seconds to kick off his shoes, pull off his socks and discard his
t-shirt.  Janet lingered.

   Suddenly the thong was a bad idea, a horribly embarrassing idea, the
stupidest, dumbest idea she'd had for a long time.  What was he going to
think?  He'd think she was a total slut of course, which she knew he
thought anyway, but she didn't want him to ...  didn't want anyone thinking
that about her!  Fortunately he was already heading down to the cove so he
could check the water.  When they'd first discovered this spot, their
parents had insisted on joining them to check it out and had then laid down
a set of rules for them to follow every time they came.  Then main ones
were to check the depth and of course to check for submerged logs or things
like that before diving, so that was what Richard was doing.

   This gave her a reprieve!  While he was checking that everything was
safe she took off her clothes and waited near the edge of the rock, ready
to dive in when he gave the all clear.  When he looked up, she knew he'd be
able to see her front, which was fine, but he wouldn't be able to see her
back, wouldn't be able to see the thong.  Once she was in the water, with
luck she could hide her back from him while they were swimming and then she
would put her shorts back on after.  Easy!

   "Looks all clear, but hey, don't go too deep the first couple of times,
okay?  Been a long time since we've been here.  In fact when we're diving
down we should check to see if there's anything new down there.  Water's
pretty clear so we should be able to see okay."

   "Sure."

   He was out a bit, obviously waiting for her to dive in, keeping clear of
where she'd dive.  In fact he was doing everything their parents had laid
down all those years ago.  She stepped up the to edge and focused on her
dive.  She was a good diver and had toyed with trying out for the dive team
at school a couple of years ago but finally decided not to, mainly because
Marcia wasn't into swimming or diving.  Still, she did enjoy the freedom of
diving so wanted to make sure she did everything right.

   As she surfaced, shaking the water from her eyes she could hear him
yelling.

   "Wow!  Great one.  9.5!  Really good.  You like so should have tried out
for the team, you know."

   "Yeah, well, you know.  It was okay though?"

   "Okay?  It was great!  My turn now!"

   "9.5 huh?  Tough score to beat you know."

   "As if I could beat you diving!  But ...  you never know, you just never
know what the judges will decide."

   As Richard made his way up to the diving position Janet floated on her
back, letting the cool water relax her as she enjoyed the blue sky and
glimpses of the tree tops along the banks of the river.

   "Ready?"

   "Hmmm?"

   "Ready to score me?"

   "Oh yeah, right."

   Richard cupped his hands over his mouth, making a mock announcement.

   "And now, one of the youngest competitors in our competition, champion
diver Richard Marks is about to attempt a triple backwards reverse inward
pike double forward somersault.  It's the first time this dive has been
attempted at the International Worldwide Diving Championships and a hush
has fallen over the capacity crowd who are obviously breathless in
anticipation."

   Richard then took time focusing, hoping to impress Janet with the dive.
He knew he wasn't as good as her, not as coordinated but when he tried, he
sometimes could pull off a good basic dive.

   Not this time though.  It was only a standard dive but he put too much
into it, and landed half on his back, raising a huge splash.  By the time
he came up, Janet was alongside him.

   "You okay?  Richard?  You alright?"

   The impact had knocked the breath out of him and he'd swallowed a mouth
full of water so he was spluttering as he tried to get his breath back.  He
could see her concern though and didn't want her worrying.

   "Yeah."

   "You sure?"

   "Yeah, yeah.  Swallowed water, that's all."

   "Oh.  I thought you might have ..."

   Then she was laughing as she backed away.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, unfortunately Richard "delusional" Marks didn't
quite make it with that dive.  The crowd are roaring ...  with laughter! 
Yes, the scores are coming in.  Minus 9.5 I think!  Oh no, disqualified
even.  Kicked out of the competition!  Banned for life?  But what's this?
The crowd are chanting something.  Yes, yes, I think they're calling out
for Janet Sheen.  Yes, it's true ladies and gentlemen, the crowd is calling
for their champion Janet Sheen to dive again, to show them how a real dive
is done."

   He playfully splash water at her as she turned away and headed towards
the shore.

   "Now watch carefully and you might learn something."

   "Yeah, yeah, smart arse.  You'll get yours, just you ..."

   She was almost out of the water when his voice trailed off and she
realised that in the excitement she'd forgotten about her thong.  Whipping
her head around she found he was staring at her, mouth agape.

   "Wow."

   Janet spun around fully, hiding her back from him as he moved towards
her.

   "It's just ...  you know ...  my others ...  they were like in the wash
so I had to wear this ..."

   "You look awesome."

   "I'm not meant to wear it apart from, you know, at ...  what?  No, I
mean like I shouldn't have worn it ..."

   "Can I see?  I mean, wow.  That looks so, you look so ...  turn around.
Please?"

   Her face was so hot, so flushed but there wasn't anything she could do.
Biting her bottom lip she slowly turned and stood facing away from him.  He
didn't say anything, but she could imagine what he must be thinking. 
Finally she looked back over her shoulder, ready for him to say something
derogatory.

   Richard's heart was in his throat.  He'd seen her in all sorts of
clothes over the years including bikinis and for the last few days she'd
been naked most of the time but this was beyond anything he'd seen so far.
It was beautiful, hot, sexy, grownup and best of all; it was something
she'd done for him.  As she looked back, their eyes met.

   "Wow, thank you, like, you look so good.  You know, I mean it's, the
suit, I mean bikini.  Wow!  It, like it really looks great, better than
great."

   "You mean ...  you mean you like, you think it's okay?"

   "Okay?  Yeah, it's like way more than okay.  So hot on you, I mean you
look so great in it, like a model, you know, one of those supermodels
showing your, like really showing your behind."

   She slowly turned back to him, her face still red but now from his
compliments not from her embarrassment.  He seemed to really like it, not
because it made her like a slut but because it looked good on her.

   "I'm not really meant to wear it apart from at home.  That's where we
wear them, but I thought, I don't know, that you'd maybe ..."

   "Yeah, thanks, I'm glad you did.  I love it on you, thanks.  Really
suits you, you know."

   "Yeah?  Thanks."

   "We?  As in Kelly?"

   "And mom.  We each have one.  It was sort of a joke but I really like
wearing it."

   "And I really like you wearing it.  I mean it look's great at the front
too of course but ..."

   "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know.  It's the back.  A model?"

   "What?"

   "Nothing."

   "Oh, a model, yeah.  Really, you look like you could be one of those
supermodels."

   She slowly pirouetted, giving him another look and he responded with a
whistle.

   "Okay, I think I was heading up to dive."

   "Yeah, and I was going to score you.  Ten and a half out of ten for
costume, that's for sure!"

   "So you really do think it's okay?"

   "Yeah, I just told you.  More than okay, it really suits you, you know.
Looks so good on you."

   "Right, um, thanks!"

   She did another quick pirouette and as she headed out of the water, she
did an exaggerated walk like models do which prompted another whistle from
Richard.  She made her way up to their "dive platform" again, now very glad
that she'd worn the thong.  She was also relieved that he'd seen it cause
now she could relax and enjoy swimming, diving and playing around with
Richie.

   They spent about an hour swimming and diving before hunger struck. 
Rather than eat by the river, they decided to head up to Huckleberry Hill
for their picnic.  Richard offered to help with the food but Janet made him
sit down on the blanket while she set everything out.  Not that he minded
because it let him watch her, one of his favourite past-times even if she
had put her clothes back on covering up the amazing thong.

   While they ate they talked about some of the fun things that had
happened to them on the hill.  The atmosphere was really relaxed, almost
like it used to be between them when they were kids.  Then, after they'd
finished stuffing themselves, Richard flopped down feeling full and very
content as he stared up at the sky.

   While Richard lazed on the ground, Janet started to pack away the picnic
things, pondering what to do next.  A few minutes ago he'd said 'let our
lunch go down and then we'll find something to do'.  He could mean anything
from swimming again to riding further down the path to going back home but
he probably meant have sex.  Which was okay cause she'd known he'd want to
have sex today but she wasn't sure if she was meant to make the first move.


   'pleasing him was important and she'd do it' and 'being a sexy person,
always acting sexy'

   She was pretty certain that the rules in the slave contract said
something like that.  Meaning she should probably make the first move or
risk pissing him off!

   She dragged out putting the picnic things away but there really wasn't
much to pack up so pretty soon she was finished.  Quietly closing the lid
of the picnic basket she stood, looking over at Richard.  His eyes were
closed, hands under his head, body stretched out on his towel.  She didn't
think he was asleep although maybe he was.  Didn't matter anyway cause if
she had the nerve to do this, he'd be awake soon enough.

   She took a step towards him then halted as she glanced down at her body.
She sure hoped she had this right because if she was wrong it was going to
be mucho embarrassing!  Taking hold of her t-shirt she lifted it over her
head then slipped her shorts off.  She looked around the clearing,
reassuring herself that there was no one around and after a momentary
hesitation, reached behind her neck, undoing her bikini top and dropping it
to the ground to join her other clothes.  Her hands drifted over her boobs
to her hips but she stopped, baulking at taking the bottom off just yet.

   She held her breath as she approached him, suddenly very conscious of
her boobs.  It wasn't as though they were any different but being outside
and topless sure made them feel different, sure made her conscious of them,
of every jiggle they made.  A week ago if anyone had asked if she'd like
being topless outside, she would have said no way would she do that.  But
now, actually doing it, wasn't so bad.  In fact it felt kind of good and
she pulled her shoulder's back, thrusting her boobs out even more as though
daring anyone to look at them.  Of course if there was anyone here apart
from her and Richard, she knew her attitude would be very different.

   Four feet from him all thoughts of her boobs and being naked outside
evaporated and she turned in panic, retreating to the other side of the
picnic basket.

   She couldn't do it.

   She had to do it.

   But she really couldn't.

   And she really had to!

   Plucking up her courage again, she made it about a foot closer before
doing another about turn and retreating again.  Shit.  This shouldn't be so
hard, especially as she knew he could get angry with her if she didn't make
the effort.  Angry and punish her!

   That was the additional motivation she needed, the memory of punishment.
This time she made it all the way and, stepping over his body, she
carefully planted her feet on either side of his hips.  His eyes were still
closed and she noticed there was a cute half smile on his face as she
slowly lowered to her knees making sure she didn't touch his body. 
Nothing. Taking a big breath she eased back letting her bum settle on his
hips.

   "What!"

   After the ride, the swim and lunch, Richard was feeling totally relaxed
as he lay on the grass.  If there was a heaven, this could well be what it
was like he thought as he slowly drifted off.  Suddenly something was on
him and his eyes flew open, his hands swinging round ready to protect
himself from whatever was attacking him.

   An angel!  No, a topless angel!  The most beautiful topless angel in all
creation and she was sitting on him.  He really was in heaven.  Now the
angel's hands were reaching out to his chest and the angel was playing with
his nipples as her mouth moved.

   "I've packed everything up ...  master."

   "Huh?"

   "I've packed it up.  The picnic."

   His brain was starting to work again, his body starting to resume normal
functions.

   "Oh.  Yeah.  Good.  Oh, yeah!"

   She'd tweaked his hardening nipples sending a very clear message to his
rapidly growing cock.  Nice!  His eyes dropped to her boobs.  Her nipples
were already hard, poking out much longer then his ever would.  Very
inviting.

   "I see you've unpacked something else though."

   His hands came up to hold her marvellous boobs, gently squeezing the
firm flesh, his fingers quickly finding her nipples.  She was rubbing her
forefingers over the top of his nipples so he did the same to her,
mirroring her action.  Then, when she gripped his nipples between her thumb
and forefinger, he copied her and was rewarded with a smile.

   This was nice, having Richard copy what she did.  She started carefully
twisting his nipples and he did the same to hers.  Then she used her nails
to run around the crinkly bit at the base of his nipples and they both let
out a little sigh as he mimicked her.

   "Hmm, that's nice."

   "Yeah, it is!"

   "You didn't unpack everything though."

   "What?"

   He looked down to where she was sitting on him.

   "Oh.  You want me to?"

   "Oh yeah.  Definite."

   "Okay.  I'll have to stand up though, and stop doing this."

   "Yeah, but then you could sit down again and do it some more, couldn't
you?"

   "Hmm, I guess.  If you want me to?"

   "Oh yeah, I want!"

   As she slowly rose, his fingers trailed from her boobs, over her stomach
and her thighs before dropping away.  Without taking her eyes off his, she
eased the bikini bottom down, carefully balancing on one leg then the other
as she took it off.  She couldn't believe how hot she was already but a
quick glance at the bikini bottom confirmed that there was a wet patch.

   The sight was amazing as she stood over him, feet on either side of his
hips, her legs looking impossibly long from this angle, her delicate pussy
lips peeking out between the junction of her thighs.  Further up past her
narrow waist her boobs pushed out from her chest, capped by her hard
nipples and finally there was her beautiful face, smiling down at him, her
parted lips looking so inviting.  His hands gripped her ankles, caressing
her calves, holding her there, poised above his body.

   "Wow!"

   "What?"

   "You!"

   "What?  What's wrong?"

   "No, nothing!  It's that you look so, so beautiful, so fucking
incredible."

   "What?  Really?  I mean, no, it's, um ...  um, I mean, what about you?
You're not unpacked are you?"

   "Huh?  Oh, no, guess not."

   He released his hold on her ankles and she shuffled back a bit before
bending over to take his shorts off.  This of course meant that her boobs
were hanging down from her chest and he reach out, taking hold of her
nipples, gently squeezing them.  She moaned and stopping working at his
shorts as she looked up at him through the veil of her hair as he toyed
with her rubbery nipples.

   "I love your nipples.  Like playing with them."

   "Hmmm.  Me too.  I mean like you playing with them, yeah."

   "Hey, aren't you meant to be unpacking?"

   "What?  Well you're distracting me.  Making it hard to concentrate."

   "Oh, sorry!"

   After one last twist, he dropped his hands away and she went back to his
shorts, quickly pulling them off, freeing his hard cock.

   "There, that better?"

   "Yeah, almost."

   "Almost?"

   Crouching again, she sat on the top of his thighs, positioning herself
so that his cock was pressed into her slit, with the head and the top few
inches point up between them.

   "Ahh, now that's definitely better!"

   Looking down it was hard to tell whose body his cock came from, his or
hers.  She shivered, seeing herself with a boy's thing apparently grafted
to her body.  Of course as she started rocking her hips back and forth,
rubbing her wet slit over the underside of the hard shaft it became clear
that Richard owned the cock.

   "Oh yeah, much, much better!"

   Richard was in a daze as she moved her pussy over his cock.  This was
moving beyond his wildest fantasy.  Janet was doing this for him because
she wanted to, he hadn't told her to do any of this.  And she was obviously
getting off on it, obviously loving it as much as he was.  He reached up,
pulling her down till her boobs were pressed against his chest and his
mouth found hers.  He moaned as he kissed her, his moan echoed by hers. 
Wrapping his arms around her, he held her tight as her hands cupped his
face, her thumbs caressing his cheeks.

   While they kissed she continued to rub her pussy along his cock, but
with his cock this close, she wanted more, she wanted it inside, she wanted
it filling her.  Breaking the kiss she sat up again, then as she lifted up,
she reached down to hold the base of his cock, pointing it straight up. 
She lowered down a couple of inches till his big round cockhead touched her
pussy then moved the head through her slit, spreading her pussy lips,
coating his cockhead with her juices till she couldn't wait any longer,
couldn't tease herself anymore.  She positioned his cock right at the
entrance to her cunt as she looked down at him.

   "Ready?"

   "Oh yeah, I'm always ready for you ...  oh, god!  That's so ...  you're
so, so hot inside!  Oh yeah that's great!"

   Having his cock inside her pussy, spreading her open, filling her so
beautifully still filled her with wonder.  And this was only the first
couple of inches!  She lifted up a little, being careful not to let his
cock slip out, then eased down further, this time taking half his cock
inside.

   "Oh, yeah that look's so fucking beautiful."

   Richard had lifted his head up to once again watch the miracle of his
cock disappearing into Janet Sheen, a miracle he knew he was never going to
tire of experiencing.  When she stopped half way he had to fight his
immediate desire to push up, to force his cock the rest of the way.  Slow
and teasing might be hard to take but he'd learnt over the last week how
slow and teasing could lead to even more pleasure.  Which is exactly what
it was when she lifted back up again, even more pleasurable.  Although it
was warm lying out in the sun, he shivered from the sensations of her tight
pussy massaging his cock and from the sight of his cock coming out of her
pussy, wet from her juice.

   Janet managed to draw it out for another five up, down cycles before she
was fully impaled on his cock, his pubic hair was tickling the inside of
her thighs.  Closing her eyes, she savoured the exquisite feeling of being
completely filled once again.  Part of her would have been happy to stay
like this, enjoying the fullness but the possibility of far greater
pleasure soon beckoned so she started moving up and down, fucking herself
on his cock.

   As Janet rode up and down on his cock, Richard's gaze drifted from where
they were joined, up to her bouncing boobs then to her face.  Her eyes were
shut and her head seemed to be floating against the sky.  She was smiling
and looked so beautiful, obviously enjoying having sex with him, obviously
getting off on what they were doing.  Watching her getting this pleasure
from riding his cock, he wanted to give her even more if possible, wanted
to take her all the way till she came.  He brought a hand down between them
till his fingers were on her mound and he could play with her clit.

   Janet was lost in the pleasure of his cock moving inside her pussy and
the breeze moving over her body as she rode him.  She was drifting in a
land of pleasure where all that existed were erotic sensations that became
stronger with each passing moment.  Then the sensations spiked upwards as
he touched her clit, and she gasped, her eyes springing wide open.

   "Oh shit!  Oh!"

   As he pressed against her clit, she collapsed, trapping his arm between
their bodies, her hands grabbing his head as her lips found his, her tongue
spearing into his mouth.  She kept moving though, rocking her hips, sliding
her pussy back and forth along his cock.  With his arm trapped between
them, his hand movement was limited but he still managed to keep contact
with her clit, pushing her pleasure further up the slope.

   Soon Janet was panting into his mouth as the sensations built
inexorably. Pushing back up into a sitting position she moved faster and
faster as she rode his cock.

   "Oh fuck!  Getting close!"

   Her hands flailed about and then came to rest on her boobs, holding them
tight, fingers tweaking her nipples harder and harder as Richard's fingers
continued to work on her clit.  She alternated between eyes tight shut,
concentrating on the inner, and eyes wide open, staring up at the sky and
down at him.  Then like a bolt of lightning it struck.

   As her orgasm blasted through her body, she heard someone crying out and
it took a moment for her to realise it was her.  She pushed down as hard as
she could, trying to get his cock as deep as possible, pushing his finger
into her clit as she twisted her nipples.  Her legs started trembling, she
was having trouble breathing and she was loving every moment of it.

   "Oh god!  Oh yeah!  Good, oh, so good, yeah."

   The waves of pleasure pulsing out from her pussy and enveloping her body
seemed to last forever but finally the spell broke and she collapsed on top
of Richard, her head buried alongside his, her hands tightly gripping his
shoulders.  Every few seconds she'd shudder as tiny aftershocks rocked her
body but eventually even these subsided and she slowly lifted her head up
to find he had a huge smile plastered on his face.

   "Wow!  That was ...  intense, real intense.  Hey, what you smiling at?"

   "Nothing.  Well no, I mean yeah, it looked ...  felt intense.  I so love
it when you come.  Watching you, feeling you, the way your body goes.  It's
so beautiful."

   She didn't know why but she blushed, feeling embarrassed and confused.
Leaning down she brushed her lips over his.

   "Thanks, I guess."

   "That's okay.  My pleasure ...  oops ...  I mean your pleasure I guess!"

   "Oh, you haven't come yet.  I'm sorry!"

   She had a moment of panic and started rocking her hips, moving her pussy
along his cock.  He was angry with her for not making him come and
everything had been going so well up till now.

   "Hey, whoa, it's okay."

   His hands were on her hips, holding her steady, stopping her.

   "Don't you want to?  I mean, I wouldn't have stopped but it was so ..."

   "Hey it's okay.  Yeah of course I want to but I was like really enjoying
you, you know.  When you come it's so really, really beautiful.  I just so
loved it, love watching it."

   "Really?"

   Suddenly she was kissing him again, pressing her body against his, her
hands holding his head, her tongue in his mouth as they both moaned.  They
kissed for a few minutes, his hard cock still inside her.

   "So, you want me to start again yet?"

   "Oh yeah, suppose so.  If you don't have anything else you need to do."

   She slowly started rocking her hips and this time he made no effort to
stop her.

   "Like this?"

   "I guess."

   "Guess?  Oh, um, you want to be on top now?"

   "Maybe."

   "Or?"

   "Woof."

   "What?  Oh, woof woof?  Okay.  Doggie?  You want me in doggie position?"

   "Hey, what a great idea!"

   She stopped moving and then as they looked into each other's eyes, she
slowly eased her hips up till with a pop that seemed to echo around the
clearing, his cock slid out.  With a giggle, she scrambled off him and
quickly repositioned herself on hands and knees, looking back over her
shoulders, wriggling her bum at him as he stood.

   "Like this?  Woof, woof?"

   "Oh fuck yeah!"

   Richard was having a little trouble actually believing this was
happening.  He hadn't told her to do any of this, hadn't ordered her,
nothing like that.  She was doing it ...  because she wanted to?  She liked
it?  God, he hoped so because he sure did.  She looked so fucking
incredible out here in the open, naked, kneeling on hands and knees,
wriggling her bum as she looked back at him.  Even without the rest of it,
the look on her face would have been enough to get him off.  Her face was
flushed, she was smiling and every couple of seconds the tip of her tongue
appeared and touched her lips.  Hot, hot, hot!

   Richard knelt behind her, grasping her hips as he lined up his cock with
her pussy.  One shove, two moans and he was inside her again.  He'd been
close before so he knew it wouldn't take him long to come as he started
fucking his cock through the beautiful tight grasp of her cunt.

   For the next few minutes the only sounds were the rhythmic slap of his
stomach against her butt and their occasional grunts and moans.  All too
soon Richard felt the tingling pleasure rising towards a peak and he
tightened his grip on her hips preparing for the last few thrusts.  Then he
happened to look up, out of the clearing across the river to the other
bank. He froze, his cock buried inside her.

   "I wonder if anyone's watching."

   By now, Janet had dropped to her elbows, her forehead resting on the
blanket as she concentrated on his cock sawing in and out of her pussy. 
When he'd stopped moving she assumed he was about to come and her focus
went way down inside her pussy, waiting to feel his come spurting inside
her.  When he wondered if there was anyone watching, she panicked, her head
coming up as she wildly looked around, her body tensing, escape instincts
ready to kick in.

   "Where?  Where are they?"

   "No, it's okay, there's no one there."

   "Oh shit, you fucking scared me!"

   "Well I don't think there is."

   "What?  Did you see something?  Richard?"

   He started slowly moving again.

   "No, but when we first came here, remember?  The first summer?  One day
we saw two people on the other side and we thought they might be having
sex."

   "You brought the binoculars after that."

   "Kelly brought them!"

   "Bullshit!  After that day practically every time we came down you made
Kel sneak out dad's binoculars."

   "Well maybe I suggested it."

   "Huh!  Suggested.  Pervert!"

   "I seem to remember that you used them a few times trying to find them."

   "I'm sure I was bird watching."

   "Anyway, I just thought, what if there were some kids on the other side
who happened to glance over here now.  Like we did.  That's all."

   "Watching us?"

   "Yeah."

   "Should we wave?"

   "What?  There's no one there."

   "Yeah I know.  But if there were.  Should we wave?"

   "Oh.  Yeah, I guess.  You like showing off?"

   "What?  No.  I mean, I don't know.  Yeah, no, maybe.  What about you?"

   "Would depend.  If they were like way over the other side then maybe. 
If they were like just standing there though ..."

   "Watching us?"

   "Yeah, watching ...  Oh god, getting close.  I'm almost there.  Oh
fuck!"

   Richard had been steadily increasing the pace and once again was ready
to come.

   "You going to come?"

   "Yeah.  Oh fuck yeah."

   "Come.  Come!"

   That was all he needed, Janet actually telling him to come and with one
last thrust, he buried his cock as far inside her as he could as the
wonderful pulses travelled from his balls, along his cock splashing deep in
her cunt.

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