She kept walking towards the king-size bed, her knees feeling a little rubbery by now. She was eager to give herself completely to the man she loved, eager to know what sex was all about, but of course she was nervous, too. After all, it would be the very first time she'd gone all the way with a man. She didn't know quite what to do. She slid onto the bed and was relieved when Mark made the first move.

"Come here, gorgeous," he growled.

He pulled her against him for a deep, steamy, tongue-kiss, and she felt her belly doing lusty flip-flops. Mark had had that effect on her the moment they met. She'd never forget the first time she saw him. She'd been a secretary-trainee, delivering some papers to his office, and when he appeared she'd just stood there like an idiot, her mouth hanging open, her pussy starting to heat and cream.

She felt the same way right now, totally helpless to control her lust when she was around this man. Her virgin cunt mouth spurted molten cream, soaking her bikini panties.

Mark pressed hard against her, and she could feel his stiff cock poking her belly. She gave another lusty shiver. She'd briefly touched a few cocks, but she'd never really examined or played with one.

As Mark probed her mouth with his big wet tongue, Monica let her lust guide her. She reached inside his robe and found his prick. It felt huge, as if she could barely curl her fingers around it. It was hot and throbbing, surging with a life of its own. She ran her fist up and down the granite pole of flesh and found that she loved touching it. His cock was smooth and taut, hugely, engorged. She ran her fist up to the swollen tip and felt hot sticky juice wetting her palm.

"Baby," Mark growled, "that thing's gonna go off right in your hand if you're not careful. We better slow down."

He rolled away from her, and his stiff cock slipped from her hand. He stood for a second and took off his robe. It was the first time Monica had seen him naked, and she just lay there and stared at him breathlessly. His body excited her hotly. He was tall, hairy, hard muscled, just the way a man should be. She felt her desire reaching the boiling point.