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.




