Abbie's dare, part 6: Emily

Abbie slid off Arthur's lap, making sure to rub herself against his thick member one last time before stepping back. She turned to see Emily next, her eyes wide, looking up in eager anticipation.

"You did that thing with my hand before," Emily said breathlessly. "It's all I've been able to think about for ... however long it's been since you did that."

Abbie nodded. "I liked that." She held out her hands, and Emily held her own out for Abbie to touch. "You have beautiful hands, Emily."

A flutter of excitement and nervousness filled Emily's chest as she spoke. "Oh, for pete's sake, my heart is racing again." She couldn't help but giggle, feeling the warmth of Abbie's hands in hers.

Abbie giggled. "I ... don't think I'm doing anything. I'm just holding your hands."

But Emily knew it was more than that. It was the way Abbie's fingers intertwined with hers, sending shivers down her spine. "Maybe it's not what you're doing," she said, trying to find the right words. "It's what I think you might be able to do."

Curiosity sparkled in Abbie's eyes as she leaned in closer. "And what's that?"

"Hell if I know!" Emily exclaimed, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness wash over her. "But it involves your hands. And maybe my hands." She paused for a moment to gather her thoughts. "Okay, it's still your dare, but I'm going to kind of turn things around. Are you okay with that?"

"Absolutely," Abbie replied eagerly, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Emily stood up, and indicated that Abbie should sit in her spot. "Here, sit here." Abbie willingly obliged. Emily then straddled Abbie's lap, and sat down, still holding Abbie hands. She slowly lifted Abbie's hands over her head and pressed them against the interior wall of the limo. "Arthur, hold her." She turned toward Alicia. "You too."

Arthur and Alicia didn't know what Emily had in mind, but happily agreed to take part, sharing the task of holding Abbie's hands in place over her head. Abbie, meanwhile, was all smiles, staring back at Emily, curious and excited at what she might be thinking.

Emily gazed into Abbie's eyes, her own dark with desire. She slowly ran her hands down Abbie's arms, savoring the feel of her soft skin. When she reached Abbie's shoulders, Emily leaned in close, her lips barely brushing against Abbie's ear.

"I want to touch you," Emily whispered, her breath hot against Abbie's skin. "But I want you to feel everything more intensely."

Abbie shivered at Emily's words, her body already thrumming with anticipation. She tugged lightly at her restrained hands, testing the hold that Arthur and Alicia had on her.

Emily's fingers traced delicate patterns along Abbie's collarbone, then down to the neckline of her dress. With agonizing slowness, she ran a single finger along the edge of the fabric, dipping just slightly underneath.

"Is this okay?" Emily asked softly, her eyes searching Abbie's face for any sign of discomfort.

"Yes," Abbie breathed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Please, don't stop."

Encouraged, Emily grew bolder. She cupped Abbie's breasts gently through her dress, her thumbs brushing over Abbie's hardening nipples. Abbie let out a soft moan, arching into Emily's touch as much as her restrained position would allow.

Emily leaned in and captured Abbie's lips in a deep, passionate kiss. As their tongues danced together, Emily's hands roamed lower, tracing the curves of Abbie's waist and hips. She slid her hands under the hem of Abbie's dress, her fingers grazing the soft skin of Abbie's thighs.

Abbie whimpered into the kiss, her body trembling with desire. She tugged at her restrained hands again, desperate to touch Emily in return. Arthur and Alicia held firm, their own breathing quickening as they watched the intense scene unfold before them.

Emily broke the kiss, trailing her lips along Abbie's jaw and down her neck. She nipped lightly at the sensitive skin where Abbie's neck met her shoulder, eliciting a gasp of pleasure.

"Emily," Abbie panted, her voice thick with need. "Please ..."

Emily's hands continued their teasing exploration under Abbie's dress, inching higher up her thighs. Abbie squirmed in anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps.

"Please what?" Emily murmured against Abbie's neck, her lips curving into a smile.

"Touch me," Abbie pleaded softly. "I need to feel you."

Emily's fingers danced along the edge of Abbie's panties, tracing the delicate lace. She could feel the heat radiating from Abbie's core, the dampness of her arousal.

"Like this?" Emily whispered, her fingertips ghosting over Abbie's clothed center.

Abbie moaned, her hips bucking involuntarily. "Yes," she breathed. "More."

Emily pressed her palm firmly against Abbie's mound, feeling her warmth through the thin fabric. She began to move her hand in slow, deliberate circles, applying just enough pressure to drive Abbie wild.

Abbie's head fell back against the seat, her eyes fluttering closed as waves of pleasure washed over her. She tugged at her restrained hands, desperate to touch Emily in return, but Arthur and Alicia held firm. The sensations were overwhelming - Emily's skilled fingers teasing her through her panties, the heat of Emily's body pressed against hers, the thrill of being restrained and on display for the others in the limo.

Emily leaned in to capture Abbie's lips once more in a deep, passionate kiss. Her fingers continued their torturous exploration, tracing along the edges of Abbie's panties before dipping underneath. Abbie gasped into Emily's mouth as she felt those nimble fingers make contact with her bare, sensitive flesh.

"Oh god," Abbie moaned, breaking away from the kiss. Her hips rocked against Emily's hand, seeking more friction.

Emily's fingers moved with increasing intensity, circling and teasing Abbie's most sensitive areas. Abbie's breathing grew rapid and shallow as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. She strained against Arthur and Alicia's grip on her wrists, desperate to touch Emily in return.

"Please," Abbie gasped. "I'm so close..."

Emily leaned in close, her lips brushing Abbie's ear. "Then come for me," she whispered.

With those words, Abbie felt herself tip over the edge. Her body tensed and then shuddered as an intense orgasm washed over her. Emily continued her ministrations, drawing out Abbie's pleasure for as long as possible.

As Abbie's tremors subsided, Emily gently withdrew her hand and released her hold. Arthur and Alicia let go of Abbie's wrists, allowing her arms to drop. Abbie immediately wrapped her arms around Emily, pulling her close for a deep, grateful kiss.

When they finally parted, both women were flushed and breathless. The limo had fallen silent except for the sound of heavy breathing and the hum of the engine.