Donna was having trouble controlling herself and now she started writhing against the mattress, feeling her smooth skin roughened up by the unfinished fabric. Donna desperately wanted to feel Tina's tongue take the plunge deep into her body, but Tina was playing the tease now and she knew that she had Donna on the ropes and Tina was enjoying slow process of torturing Donna. Tina moved her tongue up and down and back and forth across Donna's little hair-pie, lingering at the pink lips which were enlarged now by the flow of blood that rushed down to Donna's cunt.
Tina was enjoying herself too damned much to let Donna off the hook completely and she continued the slow motion. Donna was too hot and she couldn't take any more. She arched her hips higher and higher, trying to suck Tina's tongue into her cunt, but it was to no avail. Tina had Donna and she wasn't letting go. But at last the pressure became too much. The juice continued to flow from Donna's cunt and to lick it faster, Tina had to stick her tongue into Donna's hole and as she did, Donna arched her back almost a foot off the bed, rising up to swallow Tina's tongue.
The result was as if a time bomb had gone off. Donna started seeing stars and stripes as her orgasm raced through her body, short-circuiting her entire nervous system. Donna's body was locked into the arched position as she squeezed out a long, soft moan. Tina kept her tongue inside Donna because the juice was flowing lavishly now. But at last – it seemed like it had gone on for hours – Donna's orgasm ended and she collapsed in a bundle, rolling up almost into a ball in a corner of the mattress.
Tina had pulled her tongue back and fallen on the other side of the bed, and now she was aware of the movement of the plane. She looked out the window and could see that the plane was in the air, but she could still see the runway. She and Donna who were rolling and jumping on the bed had just missed the takeoff.
It was very considerate of Marshall not to wake them and interrupt the humping session just because he was taking off. Tina smiled. It had been a nice smooth takeoff both for Marshall piloting the plane and for her piloting Donna, who was just now regaining her composure.
Donna reached a hand to Tina and then the other and embraced her. Their tits rubbed against each other and warmth spread through both bodies.
"It's been a long time since I had it that good," Donna whispered to Tina, embracing her.
"Neither have I, baby," Tina replied, continuing the embrace and rubbing her tits back and forth across Donna's.
"Let's lie down and rest," Donna urged Tina. "It'll be a long flight and there'll be a lot for us to do once we land."
"You've done this before?" Tina asked.
"Uh huh," Donna nodded, "and it's a real blast."
"Tell me about it," Tina asked.
"No, you'll see for yourself. It's always better that way," Donna smiled. "Relax, it's fun."
"Well, then, tell me about yourself," Tina asked. "I know nothing about you. Tell me about the first time. Tell me about how you lost your cherry."
Tina lay back and held her arm out for Donna to lay atop and curl next to her.
"Okay," Donna said, a twinkle in her eye, as she reclined and thought about her long-lost cherry.
"When I lost my cherry, I lost it with a real bang. I was a cheerleader and the football team was playing for the state-wide championship. Until that day I had been a pretty little virgin, even my boyfriend had never gotten beyond my tits. Anyway, the team was losing at half-time so we decided to goose them a little. We promised them us if they won," Donna laughed.
"Hell, for your body, I'd go out there and knock 'em dead," Tina laughed.
"Anyway, the coach went along with it and we didn't even know how to have an orgy. But the team won and after we got back home, the coach arranged for us to have a barbecue behind the school stadium," Donna continued.
"He knew what was going to happen and he didn't care because we won the championship. Anyway, we all got there and nobody knew what to do except Ethel. She was the shortest one of the cheerleaders but she had the biggest knockers, and rumor had it that she would hump anyone.
"Anyway, she had already slept with most of the team and she showed us how to do it. She shucked off her clothing one piece at a time. Most of the guys were drunk and they were cheering like mad. Shit, it was an awful scene. I mean, there we were, a dozen virgins scared out of our pants. Most of us had a tiny little boobies, and bare little slits, and there she was with a pair that hung like watermelons and a big hairy gash.
"Most of the guys started getting undressed, and they were practically tripping over their hard-ons. Anyway, a couple of guys made it with her and then the action really started. We were dancing around all nude and it started raining and we wallowed in the mud – humping and fucking. I don't know where I learned to do it all but it seemed so natural that I just kept doing it. I must have had five or six guys that night and one or two of the girls, including Ethel."
Donna looked down at Tina who had just dozed off as she had finished her little tale. Donna lay back and thought more about that magical evening that was at first so frightening, but turned out so beautiful. There was, of course, more to tell than she had told, and now she lay back and thought back to those innocent sixteen-year-old days.
Yes, Ethel had been the first one to wave her hairy gash at the boys, but most of them had wanted Donna and the first to get her was Mark, tall and thin and leader of the team. Both were still dressed when he wrapped his arm around her and with his other hand reached up her skirt. Donna made no effort to resist. She knew she was going to get laid that night and she was glad that Mark picked her out.
His strong hand plucked at her panties and pulled them down. Donna could feel the chill air on her almost-naked pussy. Mark laced his fingers over her cunt lips and plucked them slightly. Donna felt a feeling like she'd never known before. Her whole body started singing and she had barely been touched.
Mark pulled his hands away and started undressing. Donna followed suit, stripping her skirt and sweater off without any restraint, but pausing, afraid to pull her bra and panties all the way off. One look at Ethel, her legs waving in the air and some football player riding her, and another look as Mark skinned his shorts off convinced her. She'd barely finished stripping when Mark grabbed her in his arms and started smothering her with kisses. She felt his cool skin and his erect organ pressing against her and she let her body hang in Mark's arms.
Mark held her against his body, kissing her and kneading her ass as he held her. So this was paradise, Donna thought as she felt Mark scoop her up in his arms and carry her towards a quiet, grassy corner where he laid her down gently.
"I've never done this before," Donna whispered to her ardent young lover.
"Don't worry. I have and I'll take care of you," he smiled, kissing her full on the lips and working his way down her body, kissing each of her young tits, sucking on the tiny, erect nipples and licking gently her midsection. Donna had practically no hair shielding her cunt and Mark licked gently over the exposed lips, watching them grow red as they filled with blood.
Donna was getting excited. She'd never felt the kind of blush that spread through her body. She'd never even masturbated before and now her body was super-heated with passion. She didn't quite know why, but she spread her legs wide. She didn't know what was happening because her eyes were shut tight and her hands dug deep into the grass around her. She clenched and unclenched her hands, digging up the grass and she wiggled her hips back and forth under the attack of Mark's tongue which brushed back and forth over and around her ever-reddening cunt lips. Donna was uttering short moans and grunts as Mark flicked his tongue in and out of her cunt. Suddenly Donna felt her whole body catch fire, every fiber of her skin and bone was flaming and she wanted to scream, scream, scream, but she found her jaws locked in the wide open position unable to utter a sound. She didn't know it yet, but she'd had her first orgasm. And there were more to come.