E. Make - Maidenhood Lost

"Cool it!" Kari called from the kitchen. "If I remember correctly one of you two lovebirds ordered bacon and eggs. And this diner has got one hell of a mean short-order cook. I suggest you save that for later and come in here and make her happy!"

"Right!" Mitch called back as he eased from Marta's arms. "Time for breakfast at Mason's Nudist Camp!"

The meal was light, as was the conversation. Marta now realized that an underlying tension had been with the group all day. And now, now that she had discovered all the secrets tucked away within this small group of five, it was as if a tremendous load had been lifted from everyone's shoulders.

"That was good," Mitch patted his bare stomach and smiled as he pushed away from the table. "I even volunteer to clean up the mess."

"Will wonders never cease!" Janice laughed. "I bet you think one of us is going to feel sorry for dear old dad and offer to do it for him, don't you?"

"Well," he smiled, "the thought did pass through my mind."

"Shall we say, you made your bed, now lay in it," Janice grinned.

"Out!" Mitch took a mock swing at his red-haired daughter. "I don't have to put up with bad puns!"

"I offer my assistance," Marta spoke up.

"Not a bad bed to lay in," Kari whispered to Neal.

"Speaking of laying," he whispered back. "I was on my way to… "

The perky little blonde never gave him a chance to finish his statement. Grabbing his hand she practically dragged him from his chair into the living room.

Janice politely waited a moment or two then quietly slipped from the room after her sister and her boyfriend.

"What was that all about?" Marta glanced at Mitch.

"My guess is that your son is about to find his hands filled with two very sexy and very active girls," Mitch smiled.

"Both of them?" Marta's eyes widened.

"Why not," the man beside her answered. "YOU just had two lovers at the same time."

She never had blushed in her life. But Marta Winter blushed. Mitch laughed and pulled her to him, their mouths taking up where they had left off in the living room.

"I want you." he whispered. "I want you right now."

"In here?" she smiled coyly. "That floor is awfully hard. Unless you're suggesting you lie on your back."

"Neither one of us is going to lie on his back," he smiled.

"Standing up?" her eyes widened. "That could be a bit uncomfortable. You are quite a bit taller than me."

"No problem," he answered, reaching out and drawing one of the kitchen chairs to him. "All you have to do is bend over and grab hold of the seat."

He was suggesting that he take her from behind. She shivered with excitement at the thought of his big cock ramming into her from that position. Despite her recent pussy licking, she felt a fountain of juices welling in her cunt.

Without another word from him, she assumed the position he had suggested. Her bare ass wagged up at him, tempting his hands.

He responded just as she wanted, by reaching out and grabbing two big handfuls of her ass flesh. She groaned loud and long, as tingling thrills quivered through her quickly heating body.

"Has anyone ever told you you've got one lovely ass here?" he whispered, leaning over her back and kissing her neck, while his fingers firmly kneaded the fleshy half-moons of her rump.

"No," she lied, wiggling around a bit more under the exciting sensations his artful manipulations were creating.

"Well," he said softly. "Remind me sometime and I'll tell you just how lovely this sexy ass is."

"Mmmmmmm," she crooned in a deep, husky voice.

Her ass was sexy and apparently far more sensitive than he had previously discovered. For a moment he toyed with the idea of giving those upturned cushions a good swat, wondering how she would react. Some women he had met really got off on being spanked. He filed the idea away for future reference at a time when they were both in a playful mood. At the moment this dark-haired seductress was in anything but a playful mood. In fact her arousal was growing stronger by the moment and he hadn't even touched those elongated cones of tit flesh dangling under her or the moistly glistening mound of her tight pussy.

Unsure of just what was happening, he tickled a finger along the dark crease of her ass. She nearly came undone. She quaked and groaned, throwing her ass back at him. He grinned, realizing exactly what he had taken hold of.

"In fact," he picked up his train of thought "This ass is so damned pretty, I think I'll fuck it. I think I'll just shove my hard cock up your tight asshole."

"My god!" she groaned, her whole body shuddering in anticipation. "Yes! Yes! Yes! You wonderful man! Fuck my ass!"

His hand squeezed down tightly on the twin cushions of her hindquarters. She groaned and trembled. He kneaded those two fleshy pads for several minutes, while his lips and teeth busied the soft whiteness of her shoulders.

"But first," he whispered suggestively. "I think I ought to give that asshole a nice, wet kiss."

Again her reaction was explosive. But not half as explosive as when he spread the plump pillows of her rear cheeks and knelt behind her, his lips pressed against the tight, puckered ring of her anus.

"Gooooood!" she groaned out in a deep lusty voice. "Ahhhhh!"

His tongue-tip speared into the taut mouth of her asshole. She stood there impaled on his oral probe and trembling with decided arousal. Carefully he licked and laved the sleek interior of her rectum, preparing her, slickening her for the massive plunger he was about to cram up tiny socket of her back.

While his tongue did a damn fine job of relaxing the strong muscles of her ass, he popped a finger up into her cunt. She was hot and wet. Juices flowed like a flooding river within her. There was no doubt in his mind that the thought of having him embedded in her rear channel was a definite turn-on for this dark-haired beauty.

He pumped in and out of her quim a few times for good measure, heightening her increasing arousal with each rough stroke of his finger. Then he pulled free with a wet, sucking noise. His tongue then slid from her saliva-slippery anus.

"Now?" she moaned, anticipating what was to come next.

"First I've got to do something about getting my prick ready," he answered, easing behind her so that his glans throbbed against the lips of her quivering labia. "We need to make it nice and slick so that it can slide right up into your ass. And what I think I need is this!"

His hips jerked forward, slamming every inch of his cock into the heated interior of her cunt. She groaned as he wrenched back and forth inside her. Then with the same abruptness with which he had entered, he evacuated her body.

Glancing down at the lubricant-bathed length of his shaft, he smiled. He was slick now, far slicker than saliva could ever make him.

Again he spread the fleshy demi-globes of her rear. There at the center of that deep valley was his target-the brown ring of her anus. The taut nodes of that ring stood up in tense anticipation of his entry.

"Relax," he whispered, his hands gliding over the shivering demi-globes of her buttocks. "Relax."

She did as much as possible, which was damn hard, since her body yearned for him, ached for that massive length of his prick. He felt the tension ease from her body. Then he moved forward.

The engorged head of his prick nuzzled against the mouth of her rectum. She moaned softly, trembling with desire, but she forced herself to remain motionless. He pressed in a little, The valley of her ass cheeks deepened. Inward he edged, watching her ass sink in, forming lit fleshy cavern without admitting him.

She thought relax! She soothed herself with comforting thoughts. She calmed herself. Her breaths were deep and controlled, calculated to ease the anticipation from every cell in her body.