Emma's fun

She was wet.

She was so wet I could see everything.

From the sweat that ran down her back, to the trickles of arousal that ran freely from her lower lips to the condom that shined a brilliant pink wrapped up in her panties and her ass cheeks.

She was so drenched, her pure white panties were clear from her arousal. A smug sly smirk tinged with pink with excitement lit up on her face as she slid her rear up and down on his cock drenching him in her arousal. It was so transparent I could see the twitching and throbbing of Mike's cock as she ran her pussy lips up and down his cock leaving a trail of gleaming wetness.

Free of her skirt, free of hesitation, Mike seized the moment. He slipped his hands beneath her damp panties, his eyes widened in disbelief at the sensations of her against him. A moan of delight escaped Mike as an ecstatic smile widened on his face enjoyed her curves, her warmth, her softness... It tore at me seeing the way he touched her, the way he grabbed her ass roughly and pressed her cheeks so tightly against his cock, the pink of his condom disappeared between her cheeks.

My stomach fell at the sight, yet a dull throbbing ache wrestled hot and heavy at my senses with a **** need. My heart pounded against my chest, a dull throbbing lust coursed through my body as my arousal twitched in my hand. I clamped down trying to stop myself from coming. I tried to control myself, still my panting, trying to will sense back into me and drive away the arousal.

I needed to feed the monster.

I couldn't come.

Not yet.

It wasn't enough.

The sight of it was undoubtedly erotic but I yearned for more.

"Emma, don't- " I began. I stared blankly at her, struggling for words. I tried to look away, but I couldn't, her presence still looming in the corner of my eyes. Forcing myself to look at her, I tried to smile, a wane smile trying to rise bravely, but it came out twisted. I tried to control my tone, but my voice came out husky with a **** pathetic need instead. Her face dropped as she saw my expression, seemingly mistaking it for anger or disappointment. Saddened, her raven hair fell over her face, hiding her bright blue eyes as her shoulders trembled with emotion. I tried again, " - don't"

"-What?" She cut me off, her voice was quivering, almost on the edge of tears, "I thought you wanted this?" She whispered wistfully, her eyes downcast and full, glassy with tears. Her eyes seemed to tremble in the dim light, as tears threatened to spill forth. I believed her, I hate to admit but I fell for it again, I was under her spell but for a second, before a smile tugged at her lips and a giggle burst out from her, blossoming into laughter.

God damn it. I fell for it again.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry" Emma laughed red-faced as she held herself. Her shoulders shook with laughter as she wiped a tear from an eye, "I couldn't help myself. Oh my god, that was better than sex, your expression - " She giggled in a fit of laughter again, her eyes agleam with merriment and mischief, "Oh my god that was so - Delicious" She said, before sighing in satisfaction. Emma bit her lower lip and wiggled into Mike's lap like a well-fed satisfied cat.

"Don't - Stop messing with me Emma," I almost snapped at her, "Stop teasing me, just fuck hi-"

“-Oh, come on. Isaac,” she cut me off with a conspiratorial smile. “I know you’re loving this teasing”

"Well - Yes, but " I admitted shakily "It was..." I wallowed the lump in my throat and shook my head trying to clear the lust clouding my vision.

"Did you like my little act, did you think I was really fucking Mike?"

"Yes, " I stuttered out staring out at Emma, eyes locked on hers, unable to look away.

"Did you enjoy watching him pretending to fuck me?" she whispered, eyes never leaving mine even as she grabbed Mike's cock and rubbed him against her pussy.

"Yes." The word was barely a whisper as it left my lips, but somehow it reached her through Mike's groans of pleasure. Her eyes lit up like sapphires. "I liked it. I really did -"

"- Guess, I should really fuck Mike for real now huh," She said bemused as Mike shifted guiltily in her grip, I couldn't help but notice his movements continued greedily through her hand despite his expression.

"Congrats on passing the final test just wanted to make sure." She grinned again, shaking her head slowly in a mock sad expression. My worries still stabbed at my heart but I tried putting on a brave smile. Her face tilted to face me, her shoulders falling up and down with silent laughter. “God, you are so fucking weird.”

The audacity.

The audacity to call me weird, especially after orchestrating this madness.

I glared at her, "I thought we were done with the quests, the tests, and all that"

"Boo, let me have my fun," She stuck out her tongue at me, before falling into another laughing fit, "No more games now Isaac" Emma tilted her head to the side and peered out at me. A small cute smile lit up on her face as she took in my reaction." You know what that means right?"

I nodded expectantly.

"It's time for me to take your bestie's cock," Beckoning me closer, Emma's smile turned evil. “but first, I wanna see you masturbate for me - I wanna see you come for me as Mike fucks me” she declared.

I rose from my seat, kicking away pants and underwear away in a heap to my side. I nodded entranced by the sight of Mike's condom pressed in between her cheeks and hand. I could see it, I could almost see it all through her arousal. "When Mike comes, I want you to feed me his cum from his condom, I want you to give me all the healing Eliona needs" Emma commanded.

I croaked silently, as I ran my hands up and down my throbbing cock.

“Ah-ah. What a pervert you are Isaac. Stop touching yourself, Isaac. I need to hear it.”

"Hear what," I said freezing with my hand on my cock, my eyes focused on the pink condom thrusting in-between her ass cheeks. Each thrust shook her, making her juggle in all the right places, the wetness on her panties spreading more and more with each and every thrust. I looked at her with realization, "Fuck him Emma" I croaked out.

"Good," she said, her face changed as she leaned in and she whispered, "Please stop me if I'm going too far. I don't know if I can stop. It's just. So fucking. Good." Her eyes moved up and down my body appraisingly as if I was a meal. Emma, licked her lips slowly, staring, thinking. "That seems painful." Her eyes flicked back to me, fixing me with her stare. "Maybe I should help."

I gulped hard as the implication of her words washed over me. Emma rose to meet me, she reached out and ran her fingers over my aching cock. Her fingers slowly brushed against me with the barest sensation, tracing the outline of my shaft. I shivered suddenly cold despite the warmth in the room and the excitement of hope coursing through my veins.

"Tell me, Isaac," Emma said softly as she caressed me, "Was it fun for you? To watch? To imagine Mike fucking me?"

"Yes," I whimpered out my confession. My eyes widened to saucers. I tensed as her fingers wrapped around my cock and caressed my head. Emma was touching me. I could scarcely believe what was happening. My head was a pendulum moving back and forth from her gaze as her hand started to caress me from tip to base. It was amazing. Her hand was amazing. It was warm. Unbelievably warm and soft. No wonder Mike couldn't help himself. If her hand was this good, how good would it feel? To finally -

She released me. Hope, that damned hope. Just as I dared for more, just as I thought she would give me that simple pleasure. Emma smirked at me as she pulled her hand away. A desperately disappointed moan escaped from my lips unbidden. I clamped my lips shut in shame. I can't show weakness now.

"Emma-"

"It's my turn to watch," she breathed, her blue eyes locked onto mine. She paused lost in thought before glancing at her hand, she smirked in realization. There was a dollop of clear wetness on her palm. Her eyes locked onto mine. Her tongue flickered out so quickly and disappeared I wondered if it happened at all, but the wetness on her hand was gone.

"W-what?"

"I want to watch you take care of that," she said dismissing my question with a glance at my erection.

"What"

"Make yourself cum." She leaned forward teetering off the edge of Mike's lap. I stood there stunned swaying. "You can use me as material."

I blinked at Emma, I stared at her sweet innocent smiling face, it was the same sweet smile she wore when we studied together. My mind wandered off into the past. Material. That word. Collecting material for me.

Emma has always been my 'material'. Every time I watched her enjoy another man, I would always do that shameful act. The ways her friends made her whimper and cry in pleasure. I burned those stills into my monitor's screen as I hit that replay button over and over again as I **** my hand onto my cock over and over again. My mind replayed those old scenes over and over.

My heart raced. Now it would be live. In front of me. This was new. The absurdity of it all. It felt odd to be doing something so personal, so intimate in front of my friends as Mike touched her most intimate places.

"You're such a good friend, Mike," She whispered stroking his arm, " Just be our prop for a little longer Mike, I promise I'll give you something special tomorrow, just you and me and no one else, not even Isaac" She gave a knowing impish smile to us and hopped to her feet in a single smooth motion before spinning around to face me with a bouncing on the balls of her feet and a smirk. She beckoned me closer with a finger and I rushed to meet her.

We were close, closer than I realized. I was drawn to her like a bee to a flower, a single step and I felt her soft warm body press against mine. I leaned forward. The intensity of her blue eyes bore into me, drinking in all of my sufferings and seeing everything that I was. Her lips were but barely an inch away from me but I couldn't dare myself to kiss her. I trembled with need, yearning for more, but I was under her spell, always. Even now I couldn't bring myself to kiss her, even with her fast hot breath warming my lips.

She kissed me. A soft timid kiss. Nothing that she gave Owen or even Mike. It felt special, or at least she pretended it was. It seemed as if she stared at me with obvious need. I wrapped my arms around her waist as my lips pressed against hers. The caution was gone, she gave me nothing but raw passion as she returned my kiss with equal intensity.

"Isaac," Emma whimpered, her fingers, her claws, dug into my sides, drawing me closer as her tongue slipped into my mouth.

I kissed her again, with more and more intensity, our tongues dancing with one another, savoring her smell, her taste, her softness. Yet in the back of my mind, I could taste something. Something slightly salty, but my inhibitions were gone.

A hand pressed against my chest and she pushed me away, breaking the kiss. Her eyes were open. They were always open, but I felt something was different. I looked into her eyes searching for something. The cold calculating dispassion was gone. She was still staring at me, her eyes burning with a passion I could not believe. "Can you wait for me Isaac," Emma whispered with a hint of apology in her voice. She reached out to me like a princess out of a storybook, elegant and poised for a night's ballroom gala.

"Of course" I accepted her hand with **** longing in my heart and in my loins. Quick as a cat she pulled me closer. Startled, I gasped as she took my hand and placed a finger against her red lips. Slowly, seductively she sucked on my finger. I felt the fire of lust grow inside me as she sucked away at my finger the same way she sucked Owen's cock before slipping away with a pop, before licking the entire length of my finger. Giggling, she gave me a smug smile as placed her wrapped her arms around my neck

"Just a little tease of what you're missing out on. Figured I should give you a little something, "Emma chuckled, "Now, take off my panties" Emma declared affixing me with a commanding stare, placing her hands on my shoulder, and balancing on me.

"W-What?" I asked with confusion in my voice, "You want me to take them off?"

"You heard me, how else am I going to fuck Mike "Emma said with a mocking grin before she booped me on my nose with a wink, "Don't you want some quality content?"

"But, "I hesitated looking into her eyes, but they were the calculating dispassionate eyes once more.

"Show me you want this" Emma's voice echoed resolve, her hands pushing me downwards slightly with even pressure, leaving no room for argument. Her expression softened slightly with a small smile, "Don't you want to see how wet I am - don't you want to see how wet I am for You"

I could feel my heart thumping in my chest as my breathing grew heavier as I kneeled before her. My hands shook as I reached out to her thighs. Could I touch her? Is that allowed? I was so close to her skin, I could feel the warmth radiating from her as the fabric of her grey pleated skirt tickled the backs of my hands. Slowly I raised my hands roaming higher, searching like a blind man, my heart pounded as I could feel the barest touch of her skin against my fingertips. I swallowed as my hands continued to explore her hips. It was so soft, so warm, should I touch her, could I?

"Focus Isaac, "Emma whispered to me amusement plain in her voice. She rolled her eyes, laughing lightly, "Take my panties off"

Shaking the thoughts from my head, I placed my hands on her hips feeling the fabric of her panties under my fingertips. I looked up at her looking for approval, but I found none as she looked down at me, her face unreadable. Slowly, but surely I found the thin fabric of her panties.

I froze with my fingers hooked under her panties as Emma's hands left my shoulders suddenly and flipped her skirt up with a flourish, revealing her panties, and through the window of dampness, her pussy. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I looked up at her eyes urging me on. I took a deep breath and tore the panties down to her ankles revealing her bare pussy. Frozen I couldn't help but stare.

Balancing on me with a swish of her hips and bending over, she carefully stepped out of her panties. Reaching out, leaning down she grabbed my hand and pressed them against my clammy palms, before forcing my hand to close around them. Emma's hands were like embers against my skin, her flame burning my senses alight. Emma's scent wafted from her and smelled of something soft, sweet, and alluring.

"Are you ready?" Emma asked with a smirk, eyes boring into mine.

"No more foreplay"

Author's Note:

Yes... this is a lot of foreplay but I love teasing and torturing Isaac. I find I enjoy writing the teasing rather than the actual sex haha. Sorry for the long wait between chapters. Life got busy along with the rewrites!