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        His hand slid up her silken thigh.  She felt a tingle to her
core as his hand continued its slow journey upward and his lips
suckled at her breast.
        This time, when he undid his pants with his free hand and
liberated his erection, she reached timidly to stroke it,
eliciting a groan of pleasure from him.
        His hand was nearing her panties.  She knew she should put a
stop to this, but instead, she parted her legs further, allowing
him easier access.  She shuddered when his fingers lightly
caressed the outline of her pussy through the soft material.
        It was well past time to stop.  Boldly, he pushed aside the
legband of her bikinis, sliding fingers through the downy hair. 
She in turn groaned when his finger found her swollen clit.  It
was driving her wild!
        Yes, she absolutely must stop this.  Instead, she tightened
her grip on his cock and stroked harder.
        How had she gotten to this point?  So many other times,
she'd been able to call a halt before they got this far.  But
tonight, tonight she just couldn't stop.  Maybe it was the wine,
maybe it was just her passion coming to the surface.  For
whatever reason, she was allowing herself to be carried along
with the desire welling up within herself.
        Sure, they'd frenched often.  He'd occasionally played with
her breasts, even kissed them before.  She'd massaged his prick
through his clothes before, but she'd never allowed him to even
feel her panties or stroked his naked cock before.
        His fingers were at the waistband of her panties now,
tugging downward.  This was the point of no return.  There would
be no turning back.  She realized she had made her decision a
long time before.  She raised her hips to facilitate the removal
of her last line of defense.  The cool evening breeze caressed
her now exposed womanhood.  She could feel how wet she was.
        Her underwear now gone, as he slid her skirt up, she spread
her legs still wider.
        His free hand was pulling his pants down.  Could she take
this huge thing she was stroking?  He was rolling between her
legs, positioning himself.
        She felt her cuntlips part as his manhood split them. 
Slowly, he worked his way in.  To her surprise, her vagina
stretched to accommodate the intruder.  
        She felt a growing pressure as his cockhead encountered her
hymen.  Wanting to have the part over with as quickly as
possible, she thrust upward, impaling herself, busting her
cherry.  Oh, the pain!
        But he continued to slowly thrust and the pain slowly gave
way to pleasure.  She could sense her climax beginning to build. 
She'd masturbated to orgasm before, but this was different.
        His rhythm increased.  She suspected that his climax was
approaching, as was hers.  She felt him shudder and felt her
insides being bathed with his cum.  And here she was! Her vaginal
muscles clamped down as she climaxed, milking more cum from his
spurting prick.
        They lay side by side for some time before he suggested a
swim to clean off, removing the last of his clothes.  She quickly
followed.  Naked they ran to the water, splashing into the tide.
        Later, as they lay still naked together, she felt his cock
growing once again.  His hands began fondling her body once
again.
        This time, her hesitancy was gone.  She boldly reached
between their bodies to grasp his prick.
    His lips left hers and slowly left a trail of kisses down her
throat.  His lips continued their downward travel, pausing in the
valley between her breasts, then sliding first right, then left,
to climb the hills and suckle the erect nipple atop each tit. 
Just when she felt she could stand no more, his lips left her
breasts and his tongue slid slowly to her belly.
    Pausing to lick her navel, it continued its southward travel,
entering the forest of pubic hair.  The effect was electric as it
parted her lower lips.  She felt almost out of control when it
found her clit.
    He had meanwhile been maneuvering his body.  She glanced up
to see his engorged phallus near her face.  His desire was
obvious.  With some trepidation, she stuck out her tongue and
licked its head.  He reacted by moving his hips closer.  She
timidly opened her mouth.  She wasn't sure about this, but the
tongue bath he was giving her pussy deserved return in kind.
    Slowly, she drew his manhood between her lips. 
Instinctively, she knew to avoid using her teeth.  She began
sliding her mouth up and down the end of the penis.  When he
began thrusting gently, she took more and more into her mouth. 
When she felt she would gag, she pulled away slightly, but
continued her oral ministrations.
        His tongue continued to lash her swollen clitoris, sending
wave after wave of pleasure through her body.  She felt herself
building to another climax as his oral assault continued.  His
teeth nibbled lightly on her swollen nub and waves of orgasm
washed over her.
        In her passion, she increased her efforts on his cock,
finding herself swallowing almost the entire length.  Her efforts
led to his eruption and her throat was filled with his cum.  With
great effort, she swallowed all the ejaculate.