Tasha

Title: Tasha- M/F, virgin, nudist, impreg
Author:Eskimo1958
Summary: Tasha is courted by Greg, with help from Deb. She decides to give up 
herself to him at a most unusual place. 
Keywords: M/F, virgin, nudist, impreg

I had seen her for years, working in the same downtown Kalamazoo office building as I. Different companies, hers a mortgage company, and I in the insurance business, separated by a few floors in this multi-story building. Actually, I had briefly dated one of her co-workers, Debbie Patton, and who I was still on friendly terms with. I guess dated might be too strong of a word, for it was more like an extended one-night stand. But, this story is how Tasha and I got together, through Debbie, actually. The building we all worked in had it's own cafeteria down in the basement, and as it happened, I usually ate at about the same time as Deb. Tasha normally didn't eat at the same time as her, but for some reason, schedules were changed, and she suddenly appeared with Debbie for their one-hour lunch break.

And, one day, since it was a bit crowded in the cafeteria, Deb came up and asked if they could join us. Naturally, I said sure, and they took the empty seats at the small table. After that, they would both sit and have lunch with me every day for the next month. No, I didn't ask either one out, I wasn't about to. After all, I had already spent some time between Deb's wonderful thighs, and I figured that she had told Tasha this, and for whatever reason, I guess that Tasha wouldn't be interested in me. Now, a bit more about Tasha. I found that she's six years younger than I, at the age of twenty-seven. She also is only four-foot seven inches in height....almost a good two feet shorter than my six-six frame. And the only thing that doesn't make her look like a little girl with her long, curly black hair, is that she has a set of tits on her that are way too big for her short and very thin frame. From behind, you can't tell, especially with that small ass of hers. She really does look like a child when you approach her from the rear. But damn, look down, and all you see is tit!

Of course, she complained about how men looked at them Well, not about me looking, for I must have been doing a good job of discreetly checking them out. But at least once a week, some yahoo would get caught by her staring at her twins, and she would just fume, muttering underneath her breath and all. Of course, Debbie, who barely has a chest, would always laugh about it, trying to lift Tasha's spirits with jokes and such. Then, after about two months, we were eating and shooting the breeze, when Deb asked "So Greg, you going to that concert tomorrow night?"

I shrugged, saying "Guess so. Why? You want to go?"

I saw Tasha frown when I said that, and Debbie snorted, saying "No, I'm not into Celtic music. But Tasha here is."

I was a bit stunned, and I sensed I had just blown a setup, as I stammered out "Oh, well, then, uh," I cleared my throat, and looking at Tasha, asked "Would you want to go with me?"

She cracked a smile at first, looked at Deb, then back at me, then, as if she was giving me the time of the day, she said "Sure, I'll go."

I smiled broadly, and sad "Good, do you want me to pick you up somewhere?"

"My house would be fine." she said, as she went on with her meal.

I got her address, and her phone number, and promised to pick her up at about five, giving us a bit of time to grab a bite to eat. And once lunch was over, and I returned to my office, I waited a good hour before I made two phone calls. One was to get two tickets. The other was in the same building, and as the other end answered, saying "Parker Mortgage, this is Debbie."

I said "Okay Deb, what's up?"

She snorted, and after a short pause, she said "I'm sorry, I'm not sure if I can help you with that."

Okay, I asked "Is she nearby?"

"Yes sir, that's true." she replied.

I chuckled, "Okay, I get it, yes and no questions."

"Yes sir." she stated firmly.

"This was a setup, wasn't it?" I asked.

"I'm sorry, but yes, it is."

"Why you sorry?"

She laughed, and said "Can I get an answer for you next week?"

"No, today would be fine. Call me tonight."

"Sure thing, I'll do just that. Good-bye." And she hung up on me.

Okay, a lot of things are running through my mind. Like, why would someone that cute, and very short, be interested in me? I mean, like I said, I'm darn near two feet taller than her, and I only weigh in at one-seventy, so I'm quite thin. I got home, showered, ate, and waited. The phone rang at seven, and I answered it, saying "Hello."

"Hi Greg, it's me." was Deb's giggling voice at the other end of the line.

"Okay girl, what gives with Tasha?" I asked.

She was laughing, "She's fascinated with you."

"With me? Why?" I asked.

"Well, for starters, she thinks you're very polite, especially not staring at her chest."

"She just hasn't caught me." I said with a laugh.

"I know, but she doesn't know that." She was laughing with me. Then she said "And besides, I told her a lot about you."

Okay, this I want to hear, as I asked "Like what?"

"Everything." she sad with a lot of giggles.

"Uh, like everything?" I swallowed hard.

She must have sensed my nervousness about that subject, as she said "Oh yes, about that too." She paused, "You know Greg, you really are a lot like her, for she's a bit low in the self-confidence department, just like you."

"Now what on earth you mean by that?" I demanded.

"What I mean is, you're nervous about me telling someone about how you are in the sack. Shit boy, you're good, damn good! If it wasn't for the fact that I don't want a regular man, I would have kept you around longer."

"Why don't I feel so reassured, Deb?"

I heard her sigh, and then she said "Listen, she likes the same music as you, plus she enjoys the outdoors. There's one more thing, but I can't tell you it right now."

"That she likes and I do too?"

She laughed, "No, just that a co-worker is trying to get her to learn about body acceptance, something that you've done a good job of, even if you don't have much confidence in the art of courtship."

Okay, I was more than a bit confused, as I stated "Huh?"

She laughed, saying "Just remember to take it slow. She lives with her folks, so you can forget about taking her to her place and doing her. I'm guessing at least four or five dates before you get anything more than a kiss."

"Is that a suggestion?" I asked.

"More or less, yes." she said, and added "But don't worry, she's more than just interested in your choice of music. Now go have a good time, and offer to take her to dinner a few times next week. Maybe even a movie."

I laughed, saying "Okay, I'll do that."

Well, I got to thinking about what all Deb had to say. Interesting girl, that Deb. No, I wasn't a virgin when we dated, far from it, but she did show me ways to please a woman, or at least, her. Before we dated, I had the pleasure to enjoy the female flesh of about four others. One I was even engaged to, before for some stupid reason, we broke up. And with her, the sex was rather tame. Not with Debbie. That girl had things she wanted done with her in bed, and you had damn well better perform! I sensed right from the start that Tasha was on the inexperienced side of life. And, when I picked her up to go to the concert, I met her parents, and found out why. Mister Roblinski was in his late seventies, and her mother was probably in her mid-sixties. The meeting was a bit strained, as they eyed me up, wondering I'm sure what my intentions are with their daughter.

I knew eventually, if this goes very far, that I would find out more about her family, as we left and went to eat, before heading to the concert. Now, the farthest I got, was holding hands on that first date. So, that began our old fashioned courting. It took a month before I even kissed her, and then it was a quick peck on the cheek. So naturally, by then I was thinking that by the time we go all the way, I'll be collecting my pension.

It was lunch time once again, as we sat, the three of us, and an interesting conversation to place. I really wasn't involved in the conversation at first, but I heard Tasha ask me something, and I blurted out "What?"

Deer-in-the-headlight look on my part, and they both scowled at me. I swallowed my mouthful of food, and sensing that I was in deep shit, I stated "Sorry, thinking about work, what did you ask?"

Deb smiled, and said "Tasha said it would be nice to go away for the weekend."

I was an idiot at first, saying "Oh." Then the bells went off in my head, as both were giving me nasty looks, and I quickly brightened up so to speak, and stated "Okay, where you want me to take you?"

She fidgeted at first, looked at Deb, who just nodded, and then back at me, and she replied "Camping."

That caused me to be a bit perplexed, my face probably showed, as I asked "Camping? Well, that would be nice." God, I haven't camped since I was in junior high with my older brothers. "Any where in particular?" Good question, considering that I hadn't a clue as to where to go.

She nodded her head yes, and replied "Yes, as a matter of fact, I do." Why does she keep glancing at Deb in a very nervous sort of way? She then looked at me, and said "The camp that Martha visits. It's about an hour away."

Okay, Martha? Co-worker to her and Deb. Deb interjected, proudly stating "I'm going as well. But don't worry, I'll be staying in Martha's camper with her and her husband."

Why should I worry? "And what will we be staying in?" I asked.

"A tent. Martha will have one set up on her site for you two.", replied a beaming Deb.

"Uh-huh!" I declared, becoming rather suspicious of the whole damn idea. I, of course, smiled politely and replied, "Sure, this sounds like fun." And I want answers. Deb, and Tasha too, are up to something. Hell, the other night Tasha finally had reached into my pants to feel my throbbing pecker, while I gently played with her breasts through her top.

This was Wednesday. Tasha and I had plans to go out for dinner, which we did, and some time was spent at my rather small apartment, where we cuddled up on the couch, and I was a bit surprised as she allowed me to let my hands roam over her body. Of course, with such a short body, it didn't take long for my left hand to find paradise, rubbing her crotch through her jeans. And all during this she didn't say much. Quite unusual. She hadn't been this quiet since our first date. She also seemed tense, and after a while of petting her snatch, I stopped, and asked "You okay?"

She froze, turned her face, and looked at me, and said "Yeah, sure. Why?"

I laid my head back down on the arm rest of the couch, and said "Well, you seem rather nervous this evening."

She stuttered, "Well, I, uh, looking forward to the weekend."

Odd!? "You've ever been camping before?" I asked.

She shook her head no, saying "No, never." Very odd. Deb, or the other lady, what was her name again? Talked her into this, and she's having second thoughts. I was about ready to tell her that we didn't have to go, when she asked "Greg? You think I'm pretty?"

I snorted out "Hell yeah! You're a little doll!"

She giggled, and pushed her backside up against me, saying "Thanks' Greg."

I kissed her neck, and brought my hand up to gently touch her breast, and asked "Do you mind me touching you?"

She sighed, "No, not you." Then she said "And this weekend, I want you to make love to me." Holy shit! I was stunned, and even more stunned as she rolled over, with me rolling onto my back, as she crawled up on top of my prone body and added as she looked into my eyes, "I want you to help me find out how to enjoy sex."

I quickly responded with "I'm sure we'll have time to work on that."

She giggled, a nervous giggle, as she lowered her mouth to mine and we kissed. She damn near sucked my lungs out, the hottest kiss we've had yet. Then she pushed herself up, and stepped off the couch, saying "Come on, best if you get me home now."

I sighed, swinging my legs off the couch, my cock rock hard, wanting a taste of her favors, as I said "Yeah, sure."

We drove to her home, where I dropped her off, after saying hi to her folks, of course. Then I got home about ten. And, I picked up the phone, and dialed a number, and as soon as Deb answered, I said "Okay, what are you girls up to?"

She laughed, and said "What do you mean?" Then she said "How's Tasha?"

"Tasha's fine. She wants me to make love to her this weekend while we camp." I stated.

"Really? How nice!" she said mockingly.

"As if you didn't know already." I replied, making her laugh even harder. "So, where exactly are we going camping too? Neither one of you said."

She said "Oh, I can't remember the name of it..." She's lying, I could tell from the sound of her voice, but why? Another mystery, as she went on to say "But Martha has a place there. I'm sure you'll enjoy it!" Why does it sound like she's mocking me?

I sighed, knowing that for some reason, I'm being conspired against. Of course, on the plus side, Tasha told me she wants me to make love to her this weekend. And, I've no reason to doubt this statement. But, something was just not right. After hanging up the phone, I decided that I'll just have to wait and see. The next two days were rather uneventful, save that at lunch the girls kept going on and on about this coming weekend, and how they were hoping to enjoy their time out with nature. And why were they keep emphasis the word 'nature'? Since I was told that I lived in the direction of the place we were heading to, they decided to meet at my apartment, and we would go from there. I arrived home at the usual time, and as I was changing, I heard them come on inside, for I left the door unlocked. I greeted Tasha with a hug and kiss, and a slight hug to Deb, and we were off once I grabbed my overnight bag, and put theirs into the back of my car as well.

We headed East on the interstate, then turned off of it after a short while, onto a local state highway. And of course, the whole time, both of them were chatting away, with me listening in. But nothing was given to give a hint at where we were going. Suddenly, as Deb glanced at a map that Martha had drawn up, she said "Turn at the next road."

I asked "Right or left."

"Left." she replied.

Not a mile later, as I waited for traffic to clear, I turned left, and saw a sign as I turned. Did that actually say what I thought it said? I didn't say a word, as they went on talking, before Deb said "About a mile and a half, it'll be on the right, Greg."

"What's the name?" I asked.

"Maple Lake." she replied. I nodded, thinking, 'Damn! That sign back there, it said Maple Lake. But after the first two words it said...oh my god!'

I turned right, at a sign that announced 'Welcome To Maple Lake Nudist Club'. Deb shouted out "Oh good, we're here." She then said "Now drive on to the building that says 'Office'."

I was shocked, as I came to the said building, a single story structure, sitting along the side of the lane. I parked, and I looked at both of them, both grinning from ear to ear. And all I could say was "Shit!"

They both laughed, and we got out of my car, went inside and were greeted by an amicable middle-aged lady, sans clothes, who took our names, and drivers license, and announced that our weekend was paid for by Martha, and then gave us a vehicle permit, and directions to Martha's campsite. My mind was in a fog, as I followed them out of the office, back into the car, and Deb giving me directions on where to drive to find Martha.

We made a few turns, with them identifying the amenities of the place, such as the large pool, the beach, the clubhouse, playground, and then the heavily wooded campground. Strange, they didn't mention all the naked people, for there were bunches. Heck, probably thirty very naked people of all ages and sizes at the beach alone! We ended up at the campsite, and we got out, and were greeted by a portly lady in her late-fifties, wearing sandals and a smile...and not a damn thing more.

Obviously, this was Martha, and a gentleman of about the same age came out of the large camper, with exact attire as Martha, and we all exchanged pleasantries, and I was in complete shock. Deb was the first to start getting naked of my little group, and I was asked to do the same. And soon I was standing there, in all my glory, with Martha stating "Now doesn't that feel better?"

Deb looked at Tasha, who suddenly got cold feet, and she said "Come on Tasha."

Martha scolded her saying "Now Deb, Tasha can get undressed at her own pace." She looked at my girlfriend, and said "You just take your time and get use to the environment, dear." She then cheerfully said "Okay, we've food ready, who wants to eat?"

Well, I was a bit famished, as I said "Me!" rather enthusiastically.

They all laughed, as I followed them all inside, where we ate a great meal, and I could see why Martha enjoys eating what she cooks. It was fantastic! Then, an evening of sitting around the campfire and drinking wine. I normally don't drink, and Tasha might have had two glasses of it. All during the time we were at the campfire, she sat close by me, on my right. And at about eleven, she leaned up against me, and whispered into my ear, "Let's go to our tent."

A mighty big smile came on my face, and I saw Deb wink at me from her spot on the other side of the fire. I got to my feet, and helped Tasha up, and with the others wishing us a good night, we walked the twenty feet to the tent. It's a large dome tent, big enough for probably six people, as I unzipped the door and allowed her in first. There's a security light maybe fifty feet away, and with the light from the campfire and the thin fabric of the tent itself, I could see pretty well inside the tent. She moved over to the sleeping bags, which she and Deb had put inside on top of a large air mattress. Turning she smiled, and said in a low voice, "Now, you're probably wondering why I haven't taken my clothes off yet.." I just smiled, not having a chance to reply, as she went on, saying "I decided that I wanted you to see me nude first."

I crawled over to her, and put my hands on her shoulders, and kissed her lips with mine. She moaned, as her hands were on my waist. I said "Thank you, I'm honored."

"Would you like to undress me?" she asked.

I leaned back on my knees, and with her short stature, she stood just as tall as I was while I was on my knees. I said "Sure!" as I grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and she raised her arms up above her head, allowing me to pull her top off. I grabbed her wrists, and pulled them down along her side, then put my hands on her skin, running them up to her bountiful bra-covered breasts. "You've very nice breasts, Tasha."

She smiled, saying "Thank you. I'm glad you like them."

My hand reached behind her back, and I found the clasp, undoing it. I gently pulled the bra off, and tossed the garment away. Damn, they are nice! My hands cupped them from underneath, giving them a good massage. I kissed her lips again, feeling her pointy hard nipples pressing into my chest, as my hands fumbled with the snap of her shorts. I soon had them undone, and was pulling them as well as her panties down her short, thin legs. She put her hands on my shoulders to steady herself as she stepped out of them. I brought my hand up to her warm, furry crotch, and gently rubbed it, and she sighed. I asked "You like it when I touch you?"

She croaked out a "Yeah, I do."

I put my hands on her side, and pulled her down onto the sleeping bag, and said "Well then, let me see how well I can please you with touch." She lowered her body down, onto her back, with her left leg bent at the knee, and her arms laid out to the side. I put my hand back down at her crotch, as I started to lick and kiss her luscious tits. My fingers found her damp slit, and she moaned when my forefinger found her raised clitoris. I moved my thumb to it, and eased a finger into her tight, virgin pussy, feeling the heat inside her body. I started to frig her clit and finger fuck her at the same time, while I feasted on her heaving chest. Her first orgasm that hit her didn't take long to arrive, maybe five minutes, as she let out a scream, which I cut short by quickly putting my mouth over hers. I was laughing inside, wondering how many heard her passionate cry. A few chuckles coming from the direction of the campfire answered that for me. Her orgasmic bliss subsided, as I raised my face from hers, still pumping her very slick twat with my finger, as I asked "You like that?"

She gasped out "Oh god, yeah."

I chuckled, saying "You've felt nothing yet, little one."

I moved quickly to get my head between her pale white thighs, and soon I was lapping up her cream from her steamy hole. She whimpered some, as she smashed her gash into my eager face. I moved my tongue to her clit, and started to lick it clean, while jamming a pair of fingers into her tight cunt. She was busily bucking her hips, and my fingers could feel her cunt starting to quiver, while she was grunting away each time I jammed my fingers inside of her. I pulled them out, while still licking her clit, and put my fingers into her mouth, letting her suck on them as I eased the fingers from my other hand inside of her. That did it, as her body stiffened, and she kept her mouth shut on my cum soaked digits, while she had another mind splitting orgasm.

She groaned, and her body went limp. Damn, she seemed to had passed out! I moved up along side of her body, on her left, and put my arm under her head, kissing her cheek. She swallowed hard, and turned her head slightly, and I kissed her cheek, asking "You okay?"

A soft moan came from her lips, as she said "Oh god, yes." She kissed my lips, our mouths opening, and our tongues touched. I heard more giggling outside, but ignored them, before she rolled on top of me, her big breasts pressed down onto my chest." Darn, Greg. I never thought sex could be this fantastic." She giggled, adding "And I hadn't even had you inside of me."

"Do you want to go that far tonight?" I asked.

She asked in a hurt voice, "Why not?"

I laughed softly, and pulled her up, allowing me to kiss her lips again. Then breaking the kiss, I stated "Well, I've no protection to keep from getting you pregnant. And I'm sure you're not on the pill."

She sighed laying her head down on my shoulder, and sated "You're right." A slight pause, "Although, if I was to have a baby, I would want it to be yours."

"Thank you. I may hold you to that." I replied with a chuckle.

She sighed, as she laid on to of my body, my aching pecker stuck up between her legs, wanting a nice warm hole to hide in for a spell. My hands slowly caressed her body enjoying the curvature of her waist and back, not to mention her mighty fine round ass. I was looking forward to holding onto that fine apparatus while pumping her small body. "Greg? Will it hurt?" she finally asked.

I shrugged, "What? Your virginity?" she nodded her head yes, and I sighed, "Well, I don't know. Us guys don't hurt when we loose it. I've heard different stories from different women. Some do, some don't."

"Deb told me that it might. She said that if it does, that not to worry too much about it." She stated softly. She then raised her upper body up, giving me a good show of her round, large breasts. And then she asked "Have you ever taken a woman's virginity before?"

I snorted, "Tasha!"

She whined "Well, I was just wondering, have you?"

I laughed, "As far as I know, all the women that I've had intercourse with, none were virgins."

She sighed, laid her head back down, and I patted her backside. A bit went by, and as my wood throbbed against her legs, she said "Can you bust my cherry? Without getting me pregnant tonight?"

I had a hard time trying not to laugh, as I said "Well, we can take a chance, and I can pull out before I cum."

She lifted her head up, kissed me, and spun her body around. I chuckled as she wrapped her sweet lips about my throbbing wood, as I grabbed her hips, and held on, while gently moving my hips, forcing my cock in and out of her hot mouth. I moved my hands to her upturned butt, and slipped a pair of fingers into her cunt, making her tiny ass wiggle. My thumb covered her clit, and I gently finger fucked her tight hole, while stimulating her button. At the tip of my forefinger, I could feel her hymen, just out of reach for me to bust it with my fingers. It only took me about five minutes to grunt, as my expanded pecker let loose with it's payload, flooding her sweet mouth with it's seed. I asked "Does this feel good?"

She stopped sucking, and hoarsely replied "Oh yeah."

"Thanks for sucking me off, Tasha." I stated.

"I want it, Greg." she panted.

I told her "Take it."

She dragged her ass down my body to my crotch, facing my feet. I really didn't think this position would work well for her first time, but who was I to interrupt? She placed a knee on each side of my legs, and raised her ass slightly. I felt her grab my cock, and she slipped it inside of her hot, steamy hole. I was about to tell her to be careful, but she didn't give me a chance, as she dropped her ass down, and let out a sharp gasp.

I asked "You okay?"

She giggled, and rocked her hips, while squeezing her cunt on my cock, as she replied "Yeah, I'm fine."

I then snorted, saying "Congratulations, you're now an ex-virgin."

She giggled, saying "Thank you, Greg."

I leaned up, put my right arm about her waist to steady her, then I sat up all the way, making her giggle with delight. She pushed herself up and I was soon sitting cross-legged, with her lowering back down on my cock, her back against my chest, and feet flat on the sleeping bag in front of her, apart about two feet. She sighed, and I kissed her neck, saying "You're doing good so far."

I snorted when she announced rather loudly, "I want to cum on your dick!"

We heard them laughing at her comment at the campfire, and I whispered, "Probably best if you don't announce that to everyone, Tasha."

She giggled, and I pushed my hand down from her breast to her snatch, causing her to gasp as I started to diddle her clit. She croaked out softly, "God Greg! Deb's right about you."

I kissed her again on the neck, saying "Shhh! Enjoy the sensation, lover."

She leaned her head back against my shoulder, and I manipulated her clit, while she slowly gyrated her hips, her tight cunt squeezing my very happy pecker. Yeah, I was on cloud nine, so to speak. Here I was, sitting in a tent with a young lady that I deflowered sitting on my lap with my very happy and throbbing cock jammed tightly up inside her. And, I was about to blow my load. Okay, now what? I whispered softly in her ear, "I'm about ready to shoot, you had better climb off, Tasha."

She groaned in protest, as I nibbled on the nape of her neck, saying "No, do me, baby."

With a chuckle, I said "If I do, you may be getting a baby."

She sighed, and asked "Will it matter?"

"Will it matter what?" I asked.

She pushed hard against my chest, arching her neck so I could kiss her lips, and she said "Will you love me either way?"

I smiled, "Of course."

She brought her hand up, caressing my cheek, "Will you marry me?"

"What ever the lady desires." I replied.

She closed her eyes, and her hips started moving a bit faster, her tight cunt grabbing even tighter on my prick. I went to work on her body with my hands, rubbing her tits and clit, and in no time, I clenched my teeth and groaned as my spunk blasted into her fertile womb as her body was wrenched by another hard cum of her own. My hands played with her large tits, as I wondered if they'll grow much more while making milk for our baby, if I started it tonight, that is. I kissed her neck, saying softly, "Come on, let's get some sleep, Tasha."

She moaned happily, as I laid down on my back, twisting to my side, keeping my pecker inside her little body. She mumbled something, as she pushed back against me, as I covered us up, allowing sleep to come to us quickly.

I woke with the bright morning sun illuminating the inside of our tent, as I nuzzled Tasha's ear, saying "Come on, Tasha, time to get up."

She grumbled out a harsh "No!" before sighing as she pushed her tiny butt up against my belly, saying with a smile "Let's make love."

Her tummy grumbled, and I gently squeezed her, saying "Your stomach needs some nourishment, love."

She giggled, rolled over and as I went onto my back, she was laying on her front on to of me. She kissed my lips, as I felt her warm snatch on my belly, as she said "Okay, but promise me you'll bring me back into the tent later on to have your way with me."

I laughed, playfully swatting her bare ass, and said "Deal!" She giggled as she turned and crawled over to the tent flap, leaving me with a boner pointing to the heavens, and me having the view of her bare backside, with traces of dried rivers of cum down the inside of her thighs, as I said "Um, hold on a minute, love."

She froze, as she looked over her shoulder, asking "What?"

With a good laugh, I grabbed a towel that was laying nearby and went up behind her, saying as I brushed off the crusty coating, "Probably best if we get cleaned up some before going out into the nudie world."

She giggled as I playfully wiped her crotch up, and I wrapped the towel about my waist as she went out of the tent, with me soon following, Deb was there at the picnic table, with a big grin, as she said "Good morning, love birds."

I blushed as Tasha exclaimed "Good morning, Deb." as she rushed to her friend, adding "It's a beautiful day today."

We heard Martha shout out from inside the camper, "They're finally up!"

Deb hollered back, "Yep, the pancakes ready?"

"Out in a second, guys." was Martha's reply, as her husband came out in all his glory, a big smile on his face.

He grinned at me, and asked "Have a good night?"

I smiled, and quipped "Oh, it was quite pleasant."

He roared with laughter, saying "Yes, it sounded pleasant."

Tasha turned red from embarrassment, as Martha, bringing the food out of the camper, admonished her husband, saying "Knock it off, Bob." Martha then smiled as she said to Tasha, "Now honey, if you want to, have private moments with Greg, it's best if you take him into your tent, and not let him out until he's in a relaxed state."

Tasha looked puzzled, and as Bob and Deb got smirks on their faces, I leaned over and whispered into her ear "She means to make sure I don't have a stiff cock!"

Her eyes got big, and she declared a loud "Ohhhhhhhh." She then giggled as she began to eat, adding "Well, I know how to get rid of that!"

A snort of "So we heard last night!" from Bob, followed by a loud slap of skin on skin as Martha smacked his upper arm, making him howl out "OWWWW!" Of course we all laughed, and after eating we moved down t the pool and relaxed in the sun, after Tasha and I playfully applied a liberal amount of sun block on our pale white skin.

Yes, our relationship was now in full bloom. And Tasha took me back to the tent five times that day to make sure I stayed in a relaxed state. Needless to say, when we returned to her home, I announced my plans to her parents of my intentions of taking her as my wife. Just as well, for by the time we tied the knot two months later, her belly was starting to show her impending motherhood.

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Created on ... June 02, 2012