Anonumous - The prodigal virgin

“There’s no restriction on my kisses, remember that, sweetness,” came his muffled reply. “And, since the little lady needs an initiation into what kisses can really do to one, she shall have a very complete one.”

With one final penetrating lick at the enticing and tiny aperture he raised his head. “Don’t you venture to move or to squeal as I continue my lesson,” he said huskily. “There may a dozen pairs of spooners all about us, although not near enough to spy upon us. But remember that I shall roll you right over if you scream!”

He bent forward over the quivering body of the sighing, thrilled Marion, who was shivering, he knew, from what had already happened. He slowly parted the lovely thighs which she had clapped together as soon as the opportunity was afforded her.

His breath was hot upon the flesh of the snowy legs which the moonlight gilded faintly. On the tender skin of the maiden’s back his swollen tool rested and moved as he leaned. She shuddered at the contact. All her exquisite body was trembling.

He kissed the soft thighs. His glowing face glided between them. It pressed upward and inward.

Feeling the heated breath of the man upon the most secret of her charms, and realizing that it was exposed to his eyes and his fingers, too, if he chose, the girl clamped her thighs upon his.

Even yet-even after undergoing that delicious if odious caress in the rear-she had no real conception of what awaited her from this lecherous, beloved brother-in-law of hers.

She caught her breath suddenly and then exhaled it in a tremulous sigh which was a groan of infinite delight and infinite shame. For his lips were feverish in a torrid and prolonged kiss directly upon the delicate rose of the tightly pressed lips, which his eyes had rapturously scanned before he had lowered his mouth.

Kiss after kiss he gave her thus and the girl writhed upon her naked belly amid the sand. And not even the fact that her involuntary movements made that monster which she had touched but never seen press silkenly upon her back and loins could make her refrain from continuing them.

He withdrew his mouth a little but kept his head poised near the already gently pouting little crevice while his hands prevented the convulsive motion with which the nervous thighs would have drawn together. He inspected anew the delicious nook. His breath was hot upon it.

His face slowly pressed lower. His tongue protruded. And Marion, shaking as if in an ague, groaned dully as she felt that moist, ineffable touch upon her sex.

From the instant that the licking tongue was drawn along the wee furrow, Marion’s power even to desire immunity evaporated into nothing. She panted, moaned, gasped, and trembled violently in the tornado of bliss which swept her whole being. She tried to raise her plump bottom to give him even greater access. In this he allowed her to succeed. Now his eyes, gleaming with his own intimate pleasure, could detect, while his tongue feasted, the silken shrubbery of the genital mound beneath the somewhat raised body.

Soft tendrils tickled his forehead, his lips, his nose. From the girl’s lovely body arose the faint and delicate aroma of a healthy and excited young sex.

For minutes-minutes of maddening and increasing and tantalizing rapture for Marion and of sheer delight in his ministry on the part of the man-he continued his licking of the pouting groove, a licking which became more and more fervent and bliss-dispensing.

And now the panting maiden was frankly rubbing her raised loins against his turgid member, even seeking it out, if its pressure was lightened, in order that she might roll it against her flesh.

Marion cried out in ecstasy and was stricken immobile for an instant as she felt the borders of her silt parted very gently and the tip of his tongue intrude between them. Almost sharply she repeated the little cry as she sensed the dwelling of the tongue’s tip after a moment’s exploration upon a point which throbbingly, ecstatically made it welcome.

And suddenly she was in violent motion beneath him, not trying in the least to escape this delicious fate, but too wild with frantic bliss to remain still. He compressed her into immobility but the jangling, crying nerves continued to writhe in all her person.

It seemed to Marion that she had never before conceived of a heaven such as this into which she was so amazingly introduced. All her body swam in sheer ecstasy. Suddenly she cried out sharply, trembling from head to toes, her buttocks heaving spasmodically, each heave accompanied by a groan that was almost a shriek when she deluged the working tongue of the man.

“And was that a kiss too, Stanley?” queried a weak and shaky little voice two or three minutes later, minutes in which Marion remained mute and prostrate, slowly recovering from the shock of a rapture greater than any which her mind could have conceived.

“It was a kiss-with variations, Maro,” he said with grave elation. “It was the kiss, in fact-“

The girl drew a long, tremulous breath. Her naked and shapely body wriggled in the soft sand which still gave back to the heat of her frame the accumulated and stored warmth of the day’s sun. “Then kisses must include pretty nearly everything a man and a woman can do together,” she concluded. “For I had the feeling that I was absolutely giving myself to you-and was carried right into heaven! How wicked I’ve been, for a girl has no right to be happy like that with a man unless she’s married to him, has she? Am I what they called ruined, disgraced?”

She turned her head to where he sat on the sand by her side. Her great eyes were shining yet still suffused with languor. And she speedily averted them again, with color returning to her passion-paled face, as she saw his great, well built body as naked as the dawn in the moonlight. “You are still the immaculate virgin, Maro,” he assured her.

He took her nearer hand as she continued to sprawl upon her face.

“Surely you have not been reared in such ignorance that you do not know how a girl ceases to be a virgin and becomes a wife, or a lover?” he said gently.

“No-I-my last governess explained certain things,” she murmured, flushing more deeply. “I realize that you haven’t really-taken me. Yet, what you did to me-oh, Stanley-must be far more wonderful than such a horrid action as she outlined to me. And I don’t see why husband and wife should bother about such a low way of mating as that when such a perfectly marvelous delight as you have shown me can be had instead. Especially,” she added naively and nervously, “especially when that other thing hurts a girl awfully, doesn’t it?”

He drew her soft hand to his person. He placed it upon his abdomen, where it remained unsuspiciously, exhibiting grateful affection as well as admiration for this fine male body by sundry smoothings and pattings of the fine skin and the hard flesh.

He knew that not even in her brief glance at him an instant earlier had she caught sight of the instruments upon which her satin back had so lasciviously rubbed when she was in the throes of passion. And truly its formidable stature and proportions were calculated to strike terror to the heart of any maiden, especially if she sought to compare its bulk with so delicate and small an orifice as that which had just undergone his inflaming caresses.

Patting the back of the soft hand which was now engaged in tenderly smoothing his belly and vainly trying to nip the hard flesh of its muscular substance, he slowly forced it downward toward his crotch. Hardly aware of the movement towards his secrecies, Marion suddenly found her fingers upon crisp, thick hair.

She gasped and made a feeble effort to withdraw her imprisoned hand.

“No, dear,” he murmured. “You mustn’t be unduly startled or nervous. You are twenty-and how few girls of your age remain in your ignorance of what the consummation of their future marriage really means. And in such ignorance, too, regarding the instrument of that consummation! Have no fear, sweetness, nothing is going to happen to you. Inform yourself-I wish it and so would Mildred-concerning a reality which will be much in your life after I have given my shy sister-in-law away at the altar to some wealthy beggar who is totally unworthy of her.”