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Tonight’s the Night
Nerves and excitement surged through him; at least he thought these were the emotions. Stacy, his high school sweetheart, had decided tonight was the night. She’d finally said yes and he was going to lose his virginity. He combed his fingers through his hair and double checked his appearance. He’d chosen faded jeans and a green t-shirt that accentuated his sinewy build. At seventeen, he was taller than most his age. Lanky, lean and cute – or so he’d been told –he thought himself merely average and gangly.
He’d been going with Stacy the entire year and they were graduating next week. After his subtle yet persistent urging, she’d finally decided to take their relationship to the next level. Stacy had everything he wanted in a girl, she was the one. Short, petite and brunette with dazzling blue eyes and a compact physique, she was everything that was beautiful to Lucas. Her sweet disposition was merely a bonus. He loved her, but the only thing on his mind tonight was sex. Her parents were out for the evening and she would be his, at last. He was excited at the prospect and nervous about the act. He took a deep breath and sought out his Mum, to let her know he was leaving.
Mabel, tall with curly, auburn hair, was affectionate and comforting. As far as Lucas was concerned, she was all a mother should be, and more. His love and affection for her was boundless. He may have grown past needing her years before, but she was still the most important person in his life, aside from his irritating big sister, Carrie. His father, Thomas, was hard working and thoughtful. He was old school and rarely showed affection toward his offspring. Lucas loved and respected him but his mother was … Mum. Lucas was almost, in every way, like Tom with dark wavy hair and a tall lanky physique. His warm hazel eyes he’d inherited from his mother.
He walked past Carrie’s room to find her on the phone, what a surprise. She was a younger version of Mabel, same auburn, curly locks and hazel eyes. At twenty, she was a heartbreaker. She waved to him as he walked past but being a cool teenager, he merely nodded his reply.
He located Mabel in the kitchen preparing a ‘picnic’ dinner to take to their electronics store, where Tom already was, or still was more likely, preparing for end of month stocktake and bookkeeping.
“Are you going to Jason’s to study tonight, honey?” his mother asked. He’d avoided telling her about going to Stacy’s. Her parents had a ‘no boys over’ rule when they were out.
“Yeah,” he replied. He kept his eyes downcast, he hated lying to his mother.
“You’re still coming to help your Dad afterwards? He has a lot on tonight.”
“Yeah, Mum, I’ll be there about nine.”
It was now six thirty, plenty of time for loving his girl.
She came around the breakfast bar and dotingly cuddled her son. He knew, deep down, she probably knew where he was going.
“Don’t be too late, honey.” Placing her hands on his face, she brought his head down to kiss his cheek and ruffle his hair. He scoffed a little, as he always did, he loved the attention but a teenager had to show his disdain for parental affection.
“I won’t.”
“I’ll see you there.” She kissed him again. Her perfume tickled his nose and he smiled.
To enjoy the night air, he walked to Stacy’s. Its crispness assaulted his lungs as he tried to remain calm. Would he know what to do? He’s seen plenty of pictures and porn movies to know what was involved. He’d waited what felt like so long to do the deed, and now suddenly, he had cold feet. It would be alright, he loved Stacy. No matter how it went down, it was the first time and practice was only going to improve his form.
As he strode up the path to her house, nervousness began to win the emotions race. He was ready but the build-up and anticipation was a killer. Stacy opened the door wearing little and Lucas’ anticipation turned to pure lust. Her dark curly hair was down, cascading down her shoulders, her pink t-shirt short and tight, exposing her slim waist. Her minuscule black skirt revealed her trim compact legs.
“You look hot, Stacy.”
“Wait till you see what’s underneath. I bought something just for you.”
Rushing through the door, he captured her in his arms. He might be inexperienced but his passion made up for his inadequacies.
His tongue circled hers while his hands explored her body. The feel of her tongue against his, and her skin beneath his hands, wasn’t new, for they’d taken it to the limit before, but tonight everything felt different. Everything became more urgent, and intense.
She took his hand and guided him to her room. He eased her down onto her bed. They lay side by side, staring at each other with sudden shyness. This was new territory for them both.
“I’m nervous, Lucas,” she whispered.
“Me too.” He smiled to reassure her and was rewarded with her sexiest smile in return.
Lucas kissed her again and slid off her t-shirt to reveal her naked breasts beneath. He was overwhelmed with pure desire once more. With one swift urgent pull, he removed her skirt, to find a tiny g-string. He could barely hold off rushing to the finish line.
Having only ever felt her body with her clothes on, he explored her newfound nakedness, and wanted more. While massaging her pert, full breasts, he kissed her neck. Could he hold on and not rush towards the prize? He ran one hand down her back to cup her bare arse and this evoked a guttural groan deep in his throat.
“Take your clothes off,” she urged. He didn’t argue.
They lay pressed together, skin to skin, their kisses hot, their limbs entwined. He removed her delicate g-string and sought out the warmth between her legs with his fingers. As she moaned her assent, he intensified the rhythm until she cried out with pleasure. He slipped inside her warmth and it was better than anything his imagination could have conjured. They awkwardly found the tempo together and welcomed their newfound release.
He stayed where he was, caressing her hair, their sweaty young bodies pressed firmly as one.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too.” She stared at him for a moment. “Wow, your eyes, they look so … different.”
“What do you mean?”
“They’re lighter than normal, almost golden.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it’s nice. I wonder if I caused it.” She smiled seductively.
“Shall we find out?”