Masturbate in front of them

Hannah was too afraid and embarrassed to say anything at all. She was not sure if she could do either of the things Emma suggested. However, she desperately wanted to limit just how many people would see her like this tonight, which left only the other terrible option. Masturbating in front of four of her clothed peers was utterly degrading, particularly as they seemed to be laughing at her most of all.

"I guess I'll..." Hannah began. She could not even bring the words from her lips, but she really had to just start touching herself in front of these people. She did not even know where to start. She let go of one of her boobs, quickly covering it again with the other arm. She sort of stepped back a little to give herself a little bit of space and get further away from the edge of the hedge. She let her free arm slide down to her wet pussy. She touched it briefly, feeling it wet from both pee and arousal, but almost immediately retracted her hand in shame. She buried her face in her hands, exposing her nipples in the process. Hannah took a deep breath before continuing as Emma encouraged her.

"Okay okay, quiet please!" Hannah hissed, afraid the others might hear her.

She moved her slender fingers down again and covered her breasts with the other arm. She could feel her rockhard nipples poke into her skin. She slipped a finger in between the lips of her pussy as she watched the onlookers giggle. The first touch of her clit almost brought Hannah down to her knees. It was so sensitive! She began slowly flicking her finger back and forth and felt her breath growing heavier. She squeezed one of her perky tits and spread her legs just a little. She tried to pretend there was nobody watching her, but that was difficult to say the least. She heard the two boys joking with one another and she briefly looked at them. One of them had just taken out his phone.

"Please don't!", Hannah pleaded.

Much to her relief, the boy actually put his phone down and Emma did not even interrupt. Nevertheless, this interaction had taken Hannah out of the trance she had tried to bring herself under. A cold breeze made her shiver, her hard nipples still in full view. The humiliation was not over yet, but the first touch to her clit made her horny beyond belief. She kept her eyes open this time, meeting those of the people in front of her every now and then. She watched the raunchy drunken joy on the faces of the two guys, and the almost mean-spirited smiles of the two girls. They looked down upon her. They thought her to be some sort of deviant. Masturbating right in front of them, Hannah realized she kind of was. That realisation made her even more self-conscious, but her touch felt too good now. At this point, they had already seen all of her, she had been humiliated as much as she thought possible, so she finally figured she might as well enjoy it.

Hannah's knees began to quake. She slowly let herself sink unto the cool grass and leaned back a little. She spread her legs a little more, feeling the cold air on the wet skin of her thighs. Her feet were pointed at the spectators and she leaned back a little, leaning on her left hand stretched out behind her. Her breasts were fully exposed, her pink nipples freely visible to all. With her other hand she continued rubbing her clit. She felt a shudder of ectasy as she drew closer to an orgasm. She closed her eyes firmly and laid back, masturbating harder and faster every second. Her legs were wide open, her head tilted back. She must have spent minutes there on the grass, masturbating as if nobody was watching. As she was about to cum, she lifted up her head. Her eyes opened as she let out a soft moan, but she was taken aback when she saw only three people in front of her. That surprise was hardly enough to stop her now, however.

Every little touch brought her closer, every breath was a soft moan, until... Right as Hannah began to orgasm, Emma came around the corner of the hedge again. She was not alone. As Hannah's tight body convulsed with shudders of ectasy she suddenly shot upright as she watched a whole crowd of people walk into view. Immediately they began to shout, whistle and yell. Hannah pressed her legs shut and screamed, her orgasm cut off. Still weak in the knees she stood up, clasping her boobs in her hands and crossing her trembling legs awkwardly.

"Hannah?!", a male voiced shouted, "what are you doing!?"

Hannah wanted to run and she was about to when she realized she still did not have her key back. Yet this sudden complete and utter exposure had knocked all sense out of her. Her head was still spinning from her half-orgasm, feelings of devastating humiliation mixed with incredible horniness. Not able to think straight, she simply yelled:

"My key!"

She saw Emma laughing maniacally before finally tossing towards her. It landed in the grass behind Hannah, and she swiftly turned around and practically lept towards it. She was almost surrounded by the time she picked up her key, and she began to run as quickly as she still could as the crowd cheered her on like she was a streaker at a ball game.