Silence fell once again, but a silence speedily punctuated by husky girlish protests. “Stanley, Stanley, you seem to have sworn to make me faint with sheer shame! What a place to kiss-right-right between there! Yes, I know I said you could kiss me, but I never thought you would be so low and vulgar as-“
He murmured indistinct words which Marion barely caught. “Yes-I do love your kisses-there, I’ve admitted it!” she panted. “But-to open me this way-in such a spot-and to lay your lips there-and-and use your tongue too! It makes me wild-I could faint with shame!”
Again-with his voice muffled by the abundant flesh which masked it as he perversely explored with face and lips and tongue the rosy valley between the lovely buttocks which his fingers parted, Stanley murmured something.
“Well, yes,” she assented again. “Perhaps it’s more than just shame that moves me. I know-I c-can-h-hardly-t-talk! Oh, God, Stanley, let me up! If you don’t s-stop this m-minute, I’ll g-get up and r-run away! Stanley, Stanley, Oh, God, you’ve pulled off my suit entirely! I’m naked, naked!”
With a gasping wail, Marion’s voice trailed off into a series of panting sighs. But her backward-thrust hands battled to pry from her rear mounds the male face and the tongue which was just now engaged in an activity upon a rosy and crinkled nook between them.
“I vow, Maro,” he said thickly, as he raised his head a mere inch, “if you keep on struggling I shall promptly roll you over and you know what I shall see then!”
“No, no-for the sake of heaven-no!” stammered the beleaguered girl. “But, Stanley, I think you’ve gone crazy to kiss and lick me in such a place!”
“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.