Go For Broke

Emma licked her lips, gave Ian her best come-hither stare, and said, "Feeling brave?"

Ian shrugged, "Yeah, sure." Then he watched Emma's stare and added, "Why?"

Emma looked around. With nobody near by she said, "Take it out."

Ian sat still, not responding.

"Take your dick out, and let me suck it. If someone starts up the hill, you just let me know and we'll act like nothing's happening." Emma calmly explained.

Ian didn't move for another moment, then unzipped his fly and started tugging his prick out. "Yeah, I guess we can do that."

Emma gave him an evil smirk then took him into her mouth. Ian gasped at the contact with his aroused manhood. "Holy shit."

"Mmmhmmm," Emma agreed, with the cock fully in her mouth.

It wasn't the best head she had ever given. It was a rush job for sure. She wanted Ian on edge, ready to finish, as quick as possible. Part of her wanted to be seen, but this was pretty risky. The rational part of her brain wanted this over and done with before they actually got caught. Emma bobbed her head rapidly, sucking and running her tongue along the underside of Ian's cock.

The boy moaned his approval and began moving his hips to meet Emma's movements. He pushed a bit more of himself into her mouth than she wanted, but she bared it as gracefully as she could, gagging noises aside.

"Oh fuck." Ian said, short of breath.

Emma figured that Ian was close and she braced herself for the impending blast of cum. Then she heard a woman's voice yell out, "What do you think you are doing? That's highly inappropriate! Your mother would be ashamed of you young lady!"

Emma wanted to yell at the woman that her mother was dead and that was a very rude thing to say to a stranger. Emma wanted to yell at Ian for not having a clearer code for when they were about to be caught. All Emma ended up doing was coughing as her mouth filled with semen.

She pulled her head away from Ian, half ****, half laughing, as the poor boy fired another couple blasts straight up then on to himself.

Emma, spitting the load onto the ground, looked up to see a grey haired woman with a basket of flowers. She either worked here or was coming to steal some of the plants surrounding the gazebo.

"I'm calling the police! Have you no decency?" the old woman shrieked.

Emma was still laughing and coughing. Ian had recovered and pulled her to her feet. He had cum all over the front of his jeans.

"Time to go!" Ian shouted and dragged Emma back to the car. Emma was still laughing when they got in.

"Well that was fun, and exciting, and new," Ian said, "up to the point where we might be facing possible jail time."

Emma laughed again, her side hurting. "Oh my God, I'm not even mad. That was so funny, and hot. And weird. " She laughed again.

Ian finally found the humor in the situation.

"Did you see that old bat's face?" Emma asked, now with tears in her eyes from laughing. "Oh man. You came in my mouth." She said, as if just realizing what they had been doing that made the woman so angry.

"Oh did some get in your mouth? Because I thought I was wearing it all." Ian said sarcastically, now with a large wet spot all over the front of his pants.

Emma laughed again until she shrieked. Ian gave in and joined her.

They were still laughing when they got to the lake house. Emma gave Ian a small peck on the cheek, thanked him for the adventure, and made plans to hang out again.

"Let's keep it legal next time. I'm way too pretty for jail." Ian joked.

Emma blinked back tears, rubbed her aching cheeks, and tried to ignore the bad taste in her mouth.