"July flame
Fiery kite
Will-o-the-wisp
Lead me through the night" – Laura Veirs "July Flame"
A/N: This is for Lurky, my lovely- happy belated birthday!
Regina had many, many talents. She knew how to run a camp of adolescents, she was a skilled horsewoman, she was undeniably a skilled fuck, but Emma had never known that one of Director Mills many excellent talents was her exceptional ability to pack a picnic. The wonderful woman had crammed a smorgasbord of deliciousness into a teeny, tiny little pack, and Emma couldn't have been more delighted.
As she puzzled over precisely which of Regina's talents was God given and natural and which ones were learned from years of practice, Regina elegantly spread a beach towel out on the bank of the river where they had decided to dock and take a lunch break.
Emma had understandably worked up an enormous appetite over the past few hours of paddling and sexually pleasing her companion, and it was time to carb up and fully rehydrate. Emma indulged herself in a big fresh pastrami sandwich on rye bread laden with her favorite spicy mustard, while Regina ate string cheese and crackers in her bikini top.
"How is it, darling? Slow down a bit, you'll choke eating that fast," Regina sat up and studied Emma's face, slowly raising her finger to swipe the smear of mustard from the corner of her mouth. The intensity of Regina's eyes connecting with her mouth, made Emma's barely contained sexual appetite rear up again. She chewed and swallowed her last bite and licked her fingers.
"So good," Emma whispered and inhaled deeply as she plucked a piece of gum from her bag to freshen her breath. Now that her physical hunger was satisfied she wanted horizontal kisses on the beach in the sun. She reached around Regina's chest and plucked her bikini strings letting her top fall off.
"Are you suddenly concerned about my tan lines?" Regina quirked her eyebrow and looked at Emma's stomach, reaching out to slide her palm up over her abs and push her loose tank top up with it. "Off," she grunted out the one syllable word and Emma scrambled to pull her shirt over her head along with her swimsuit top. Then Regina crawled on top of her, and straddled her waist.
"I should get more lotion on your skin, dear, I don't want you to burn out here in this heat," Regina slowly petted the sensitive skin on her bare stomach, and teased at the skin between her breasts, finally lowering her head and licking her sternum as Emma's nips immediately hardened. She squirmed as Regina kissed, and nipped her way up her neck and, tangling a fist in Emma's hair and tugging just so to pull her head back and give full access to the pathetically erogenous spot located behind her ear.
Regina was rocking her hips as she touched her, her pace slow and steady even as her breathing grew shallow and ragged.
"Mmm, yes, you have definitely earned your stripes, my wonderful, fuckable Em-ma," Regina breathed into Emma's ear, causing her stomach to drop and heat to flood her core. She growled a little in frustration before forcing Regina's mouth onto her and kissing her with wet, sloppy abandon. The way Regina kissed back, sucking the tip of her tongue, kissing her mouth in a wonderful way that did nothing to quench the heat and need in her body, but rather emboldened her to beg for what Regina had promised.
She broke the kiss and caught her breath, and blinked up into the sun, making sure she had Regina's full attention. "The blue dildo," Emma stated to jog Regina's memory. "You promised," and that came out like a whine, but Emma never needed anything more than she needed Regina buried deep inside her. She felt empty and only Regina and that damned blue dildo could make her full. She was also fairly certain she'd cum as soon as she saw Regina with that toy protruding from a leather harness fastened to her hips.
"Go find it," Regina swung her leg off of her and rolled over on her side, to casually study her fingernails, while Emma scrambled up like a dog who had just been released from "stay" to "fetch" the ball, but in this case the ball was a big blue dildo. Emma ransacked their bags, splashing half out from the beach into the water to rummage through the kayak which was tenuously anchored on the sand.
Lo and behold it only took her a few frantic moments to uncover her prize as she pulled it free from the bottom of a bag and held it up over her head like she'd just won UFC championship and this was her trophy belt.
"Found it!" Emma exclaimed as she clamored back up the beach, kicking sand up in a whirlwind behind her as she plopped down next to Regina and promptly helped her shimmy out of her shorts and pants.
"Excellent," Regina sat up, her attention piqued as she sloughed off her khaki shorts and bikini bottoms. Regina bit her lip, her cheeks coloring for a moment, "I must admit, I don't have much experience wearing one of these, I mostly enjoy the receiving end…"
But to the contrary, Regina slid her shapely legs through the mess of leather straps, tightening and loosening them methodically as she "suited up" – another one of her many talents, Emma surmised.
"I think we'll be fine," Emma affirmed in desperation, her body was ready.
"Get the lube, I don't want you to be sore," Regina gestured back toward the bag where Emma had discovered the toy and the harness. How was it that Regina insisted there wasn't any room for clothes, but she had the forethought to bring KY warming gel lubricant.
"I don't think I need it," Emma shook her head and turned over onto her back. She just wanted Regina to crawl on top of her and she was eager to get it underway. She knew just how much Regina loved doing the dirty outside in the great wide somewhere, while Emma just wanted to cum already. The trees did hang low over the bank, but she would have preferred if they were a bit more out of sight, she'd feel less self-conscious.
Regina inhaled through her nostrils and stood up to make her final adjustments. She walked down the bank naked, and Emma watched the sweet sight of the thin strip of material bisecting her plump ass cheeks. "Fuck me now," Emma fell backwards, flopping down on the towel as her eyes rolled back in her head out of sheer annoyance.
"Go ahead and get started," Regina called over her shoulder, Emma forced herself up on her elbows and squinted into the sun. Regina bent over retrieved the lube and started to walk back up the river bank stroking a glob of shiny gel over the prominent blue cockhead and down the shaft. Emma licked her lips and spread her legs dutifully.
"I told you I don't need any lube," Emma maintained like a petulant child.
"Oh, I know you're plenty ready, but I want to fuck you as hard as I can and not have to worry about hurting you…much," Regina's eyes were half lidded as she stood straight legged pelvis jutting forward, stroking the toy with both hands. She looked down at it and smiled lasciviously up at Emma.
"I think we'll both remember this picnic lunch for quite some time," Regina stalked closer and dropped to her knees between Emma's legs. Emma whimpered and looked down at her own eager beaver. It had been a long time since she'd had something the size of the mythical blue dildo inside her, perhaps the lube was a good idea after all.
"lay down on your back, and spread nice and wide," Regina hovered over her, gently spreading Emma's knees wider apart and taking in the sight of her body. Emma forced herself to take deep breaths and relax. In her mind's eye, she anticipated how it would feel to have Regina inside her, her body over her, breasts brushing against her with every hard thrust.
She gasped when Regina touched the tip of the toy to Emma's clit, slowly rubbing it up and down her slit to warm her up, but it seemed to be mainly for Regina's benefit because Emma, as she had previously declared, was entirely and overwhelmingly ready for her treat- her good hard fucking.
God, she was building up to it already. Pressure and pleasure was assuredly increasing her blood pressure; her mouth went dry, and when Regina finally pushed the toy inside Emma was flooded with a warm sense of relief. A first round of endorphins already firing off in her brain like jolts of sex lightning. Regina purred with confidence, and re-angled her hips so she could go in deeper.
"Yeah, now we're talking" Emma mumbled pushing her pelvis up to meet that first delicious thrust. She could feel everything, the slick resistance of the toy stretching her, the quiver of excitement in Regina through their connected bit. Emma let her head roll to one side and closed her eyes tight as she focused solely on the original and refreshing sensation of being filled so completely. It took a few moments for Regina to start fucking her in a rhythm that suit both of their needs. All Emma could think about was more—she needed it harder, she needed Regina's body pressing down on her and she let that need be known.
Regina instantly surged forward, a hard thrust tinged with pain, but when the pain quickly subsided the good feeling that replaced it was even sweeter. Regina covered her sweat slicked body, falling on top of her and Emma took the chance to anchor herself by wrapping her legs around Regina's hips, locking her in place.
"Now, how am I going to punish your clit if you trap us together, hmm?" Regina asked in a low toned whisper, that made Emma's insides melts. She didn't need any stimulation to her clit, because with a slight adjustment of her hips, Regina managed to hit all the sensitive magical places inside and with each rapid hard roll of her hips, Emma's moans and cries grew sharper in pitch. Regina moaned right along with her, a pleased grin of satisfaction plastered onto her face when Emma finally opened her eyes and stared at her in wide open mouth disbelief at how unbelievably hot this was.
Her first orgasmic wave hit when Regina bowed her head and sucked on her neck, snarling with a possessive greediness that fully Emma feel like she was being entirely marked and wholly claimed. That was what really did it for her. Regina's eyes mired in desire and want- that look of affection Emma could barely take the way it made her feel. No one had ever come close to looking at her like that besides Regina. If she wasn't so busy with her orgasm she would have shed a tear.
"Oh, fuck, goddamn it," Emma tensed and cried out, pushing her hips up as her inner muscles clenched down on the toy, triggering a huge rapid fire domino effect of endorphin rushes and muscle contractions that eventually left her as weak and boneless as a ragdoll. She didn't think she'd be able to walk after that.
Regina's thoroughly fucked orgasmic little sandy ragdoll. When Regina started to pull out, Emma shook her head and tightened her legs and arms around her body, bringing her in for a long tight hug and a sweet sensuous kiss. As birds squawked overhead and the breeze rustled the leaves in the trees around them, Regina reciprocated the loving gesture with gusto.
Emma cherished the moment, and knew Regina was right: she wouldn't be forgetting it for a long, long while.