Chapter 24: Ready and Willing

September 1980, Milford, Ohio

I was up early as usual on Saturday morning. I swam with Stephanie and we ate breakfast together. I let Dad know I’d be out with Bethany most of the day and would be home just after midnight, which was well before my 1:00am curfew. I left the house about five minutes before 8:00am and drove to Bethany’s house.

I knocked softly on the door so as not to disturb anyone who might be sleeping. Almost immediately, Bethany opened the door and came out giggling, giving me her gym bag.

“Good morning!” she whispered, giving me a quick peck on the lips. “Now let’s get moving!”

I chuckled and followed her quickly towards the car. We got in, I put the car in gear and pulled away from her house.

“Bethany, if we’re going to stay in the apartment the entire time, we need to get some food. I have stuff for lunch, but not for dinner.”

“We can go out to dinner. We can eat at Frisch’s and then get ice cream at Graeter’s. We’ll probably need a rest by then!” she giggled.

“Probably? I’d say absolutely! Maybe girls can do it non-stop for twelve hours, but guys do need to recover! Though I think at some point, it would get uncomfortable.”

“We’ll see!” Bethany exclaimed.

We pulled into a parking spot and after locking up the car, we walked in to the apartment. I dropped the gym bag and pulled her to sit with me on the couch.

“We need to have a quick chat about Dona,” I said.

“What about her?” Bethany asked with a smirk. “Did you do it with her last night?”

“No, we just went to second base, well, I fondled her breasts, nothing more. I told you I’m taking things slowly with her. What I wanted to tell you was that I’m going out with her on Saturday evening next week. I have my dinner with Joyce on Friday and programming with Beth on Sunday, so I wondered if you and I could have a lunch date on Saturday?”

“Sure, that’s fine. You’re seeing an awful lot of Dona, though.”

“I like her. I don’t get the same feeling that I get with you or I used to get with Jennifer, but I like her a lot and I’ll probably want to keep seeing her.”

“As long as you always have time for me, do what you need to do. It’s OK. But don’t you dare ignore me!”

“As if you would let me do that!” I chuckled. “Don’t worry. I already told Dona I spend a lot of time with you.”

“And what did you tell her about me?”

“That you’re my best friend and that right now I’m not steady or serious with anyone. That’s the honest truth. You and I are exploring. We agreed that we’re not steady, right?”

“Yes, we did. I’m patient, and I know you well enough that I was expecting something like this. Go have your fun with this girl, show her a good time, and don’t worry about it. Just have time for me, that’s all I’m asking.”

“Of course! So, what are we doing today, M’lady?”

“Right now? Wasting time!” she giggled.

“Just tell me what you want, Bethany,” I said gently.

She didn’t say anything, but got off the couch and quickly removed her socks, t-shirt and shorts to reveal a purple lace teddy.

“Do you like?” she said with an arched eyebrow, striking a pose.

“Are you kidding? You’re gorgeous!”

“Make love to me,” she requested, her voice dripping with desire.

I stood up and stripped off my clothes. Bethany nodded her approval and with a slow swipe of her tongue on her lips, pulled the straps of her teddy off her shoulders and slowly pushed it down, swaying her hips as the teddy slowly made it past her thighs, finally letting it fall to the floor, revealing a perfectly smooth mons!

“Do you like?” she giggled.

“You shaved?”

“I thought it might be sexy. What do you think?”

“I like it. You’re full of surprises today!”

“I told you I had a surprise for you, but really, that’s just for starters. You just wait!”

I stepped closer and pulled her to me and held her tight. I loved the feel of her firm body against mine, her small breasts smashed against my chest and her hard nipples trying to bore holes into me. We kissed deeply, and I maneuvered her onto the bed.

“I’m dripping already! Please, just love me!”

I didn’t need further encouragement! I pressed the head of my dick against her freshly shaved pussy and, with one slow stroke, entered her completely. Bethany sighed loudly and wrapped her arms and legs around me. We started with slow, gentle movements, kissing softly as our bodies thrust gently against each other.

“Love me, Steve, love me forever!” Bethany whispered. “I love how you feel in me!”

“I love being in you, Bethany, loving you this way,” I said softly.

“Make it last!”

We continued our slow-motion love making, looking into each other’s eyes in between soft kisses where our tongues danced lightly around each other. Bethany shivered, and I felt gentle spasms in her pussy. Her first orgasm was small, but I knew there would be many more today. I was feeling no urgency, and Bethany’s movements told me that she wasn’t either. She had another small orgasm a few minutes later.

“This is what I wanted,” she whispered. “Just like this!”

We didn’t change our pace at all, and Bethany had her third and fourth small orgasms about two minutes apart. I sensed a tension building in her body and slightly increased the speed and strength of my thrusts, with Bethany meeting the change instantly. As we continued making unhurried, passionate love, I felt that deep emotional bond with Bethany, drawing me ever closer to her.

After her fifth small orgasm, I sensed some urgency in Bethany’s movements and we began moving faster and harder against each other, though still restrained. Our breathing was becoming heavier, and Bethany occasionally moaned when I thrust deeply into her.

“Steve,” she whispered, “make me cum!”

We were moving with determination now, sweat forming on our bodies and our breathing coming in gasps with each thrust. I was getting close to my release and I could tell Bethany was about to have a massive orgasm.

“Cum in me! Now!” she growled urgently.

A few more thrusts and I groaned and pushed deep into Bethany’s warm, silky pussy and fired my first jet of cum. That was enough to make her groan loudly and hug me tight as her body shook and her pussy spasmed, milking several more spurts from my dick. When my orgasm passed, my dick was still hard, and I began thrusting again.

“Oh God, I feel another one starting!” she gasped. “Make me cum again!”

I continued my thrusts, and she met them by raising her hips and twisting slightly, first one way, then the other. A moment later, she had another strong orgasm, her entire body shaking as before and her pussy clamping hard on my dick. I was starting to soften, so I pulled out and slid down, clamping my mouth onto her clit.

“Oh, oh, oh, ungh!” Bethany groaned, pulling my face harder into her crotch.

I licked and sucked her clit and it didn’t take long before she groaned loudly and came again.

“Turn so I can suck you!” she gasped.

I did, and she turned on her side and quickly took my semi-flaccid dick into her mouth, sucking and licking me while I pressed my face into her pussy, licking all along her slit, probing with my tongue. We continued doing that for a few minutes and I was surprised when I began to harden again.

Bethany was sucking and licking me, taking most of my dick into her mouth and bobbing as best she could in the position we were in. I returned my attention to her clit and quickly brought her to another orgasm. She pulled back, just enough so that just my glans was in her mouth and sucked gently while running her tongue around my dick. She grasped my shaft and stroked me, and a minute later I came for the second time of the day. She swallowed every spurt, then released me.

I turned around and lay on top of her again, French kissing her deeply as she wrapped her arms and legs around me and held me tight. We broke the deep kiss and kissed softly, just touching lips for a few minutes, and then I put my head down next to hers.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“You’re welcome,” I said softly.

“What a perfect way to start a day!”

I moved off of her and we cuddled.

“Do you have tea?” she asked a few minutes later.

“I do. Let me put on the kettle.”

But first, I went into the bathroom and got washcloths to clean us off, then went back, washed my hands and went into the kitchen while she lay with a dreamy look watching me.

I put on the kettle and took out the teapot and the can of Earl Grey. I filled the tea-ball with tea leaves and set it into the teapot. Once the water boiled, I poured hot water into the teapot and let the tea steep for several minutes, then poured us each a cup. I put towels down on the couch to keep it from being stained and we sat together and drank our tea.

“After Homecoming, can we come here and make love?”

“Of course, unless we can use your bed!” I smirked.

“I don’t think so,” she said mirthfully. “I know my mom and dad suspect we’re having sex, but I don’t think they would ever allow us to do it in my bed. Well, not before we’re married, anyway.”

“So you think they know what we’re doing?”

“Well, they suspect. At least, I think they do from things my mom has said. Don’t worry. They knew eventually I would have a boyfriend and would probably have sex with him. They like you a lot. Mom knows how important you were to my recovery. She just doesn’t know exactly how you helped!” she giggled.

“That’s probably a good thing!” I replied with a smile.

She finished her tea and set her cup down on the table.

“Steve,” she said, sliding close to me, “you do remember what I want, right?”

“Yes!” I chuckled.

She got up and lay down on the bed, on her stomach. She looked over at me and stuck out her hand and beckoned me with her finger.

“Then get over here and do it!” she giggled, wiggling her butt.

I got up and walked over to the bed, opened the drawer under the table, and pulled out the jar of Vaseline. I was already starting to get hard just thinking about her athletic build and how tight she would be.

“Move your hips up a moment,” I said, reaching for the other pillow.

“What?” but she raised her butt, letting me slip the pillow under her.

“It’ll make it easier,” I said as I opened the jar and covered my dick with the lubricant.

I then put a liberal amount between her cheeks, working it across her hole.

“You need to relax for this to work, Bethany,” I said, wiping my fingers off on a tissue.

She let out a long, slow breath as I spread her legs a bit and moved between them. I waited for her to take several more deep breaths, then placed the head of my dick between her butt cheeks. When she let out the next deep breath, I pushed firmly and a few seconds later the head of my dick had popped into her extremely tight, hot rear end.

“Ooommph! Ungh!” she half-gasped and groaned. “Damn!”

“Are you OK?”

“Yeah,” she said between heavy breaths, “it feels like a baseball bat is in there!”

I waited for a minute for her to adjust and then pushed again, gaining another inch or so in her tight cavity.

“Unnnnnggggh!” she groaned, but a few seconds later she growled, “Don’t stop!”

I made several more strong pushes, each one resulting in a further groan until I was lodged all the way in her butt.

“It’s all the way in,” I said softly.

“God damn! I feel like I’m going to split wide open,” she said haltingly.

I knew I needed to wait to let her get used to the invader, so I slid a hand under her and gently fingered her clit. Bethany moaned loudly and began squeezing her muscles, making her grip on my dick even tighter. It didn’t take very long for her orgasm to make her body shudder.

“Try moving now, slowly,” she gasped when the orgasm had passed.

“Your wish is my command!” I whispered, slowly pulling out so that just my glans was in her. I pressed forward until I began sliding back into her. When my pubic hair touched her butt, she groaned loudly.

“Again!” she hissed.

I continued rubbing her clit and pulled back, then pushed in again. Bethany groaned louder, though she turned her face so that the pillow muffled some of the sound.

“Keep going,” she gasped, lifting her head momentarily.

I started slowly thrusting in and out while continuing to rub her clit. She was so tight and hot that I knew that another dozen or so thrusts would be the most I could manage. I moved my hand to slip the tip of my middle finger into her pussy up to the first knuckle, fingering her while I thrust. About two minutes later, I pushed deep into her butt and groaned loudly. I arched my back and began firing cum hard into Bethany’s butt. I felt like I was going to pass out.

“Arrrrgggghhhhhh!” she screamed into her pillow and her entire body shook hard. I felt the muscles in her butt clamp down on me and her pussy spasmed around my finger. I continued firing jet after jet into her hot insides, and her orgasm seemed like it would go on forever. When it finally passed, I moved my hand from under her and lay down on her back and held her shoulders.

Bethany was having trouble catching her breath, and we lay there for about ten minutes before her breathing returned to some semblance of normal. My erection had subsided, and I moved to pull my flaccid dick from her butt. I got up off the bed and walked to the bathroom.

“I need to wash up, just stay in bed,” I said.

She didn’t answer, so I quickly used a washcloth and a bar of soap to clean off my dick. I dried off and climbed back into bed with her, pulling the comforter over us. I put my arm around her and we lay together for several minutes.

“I think I need a nap,” she sighed.

“Whatever you need, Bethany,” I said and held her while she fell asleep.

She napped for about forty minutes, then awoke and turned on her side to face me.

“That was a really strange feeling at first. It was like I had to go really bad, but it didn’t hurt or anything. I can’t believe the orgasm I had from your finger and your dick!”

“So you liked it?”

“Well, yes and no. The orgasm was amazing, but I really prefer doing it the regular way. I could do this occasionally with you, if you want, but I prefer making love to what we just did.”

“Me too. The orgasm was great, but I really like slow, passionate lovemaking.”

“Now you’ve had two of my cherries,” Bethany sighed. “I only wish I could have given you the most important one.”

“Bethany, we spoke about that. I was the first person you ever had sex with. That’s what matters.”

“I know, but I still wish it was you that had been the first to be inside me. Then you would be the only one.”

“Forget about Josh Benton! You gave me a precious gift when we first made love. I mean it.”

“Thank you,” she sighed.

She was quiet for a few minutes.

“Do you think we could both fit in the bathtub?” Bethany asked.

“Probably. It’ll be a bit tight, but we can.”

“Run some water for us. Do you have any bubble bath?”

I had actually bought some when I stocked up the apartment.

“Yes.”

I got up and turned on the water and adjusted the temperature and closed the drain. I added some apple blossom bubble bath to the water and, when the tub was about half-full, helped Bethany out of bed and led her to the tub. I got in first and she climbed in to sit between my legs. She had to sit a bit further forward, and I had to put my calves across her legs, but she fit. She leaned back with her head on my chest and then pulled my arms around her. I held her tight, and we sat quietly in the warm, fragrant water until it began to cool.

Bethany sat up and opened the drain. We stood up and turned on the shower to rinse the soap from our bodies. Bethany turned and hugged me tight, our wet bodies pressed against each other as we stood under the spray.

“I love you more than I can even say!” Bethany said.

“I love you, too,” I said softly.

She turned off the shower, and we dried off. We each put on a robe and went out to have some more tea. We sat together on the couch again, tea cups in hand.

“After lunch, can we just cuddle in bed for a while? I just want to have you hold me in your arms.”

“Sure, that’s fine,” I said. “You decide what we do today.”

“Don’t forget, though, you still owe me one more thing, and I have another surprise for you after dinner.”

“I haven’t forgotten, and I’m looking forward to it!”

“I want to see you cum, Steve. I think that will be so cool. I was thinking you could hold my legs and rub your dick between them along my pussy and then shoot your cum on me while I watch.”

“I can do that. Where did you get this idea?”

“No place, I just want to see you cum, and I figured that was the best way to do it. Do you have a better idea?”

“No, I don’t!” I chuckled. “And you know what? I don’t think I’ve ever done that before. I’ve never cum on a girl’s body!”

“Wow! A first for you? Cool!” she giggled. “I finally get a cherry from you!”

We laughed and finished our tea and made sandwiches for lunch. I grabbed some chips and a couple of Cokes from the fridge. We ate at the small dinette table and cleaned up when we had finished. I remembered that I needed to do laundry, so I grabbed the laundry bag and told Bethany I’d be right back. I went to the machines, found them empty, and put a load in.

When I got back upstairs, Bethany was in bed waiting for me. I climbed in next to her and pulled her into my usual cuddle position, with her on her side and one arm and one leg over me, and her head on my chest. My left arm was draped over her back, my hand resting on the small of her back.

“I wish there was a way we could spend the night together! I can’t imagine what it would be like to really sleep in your arms, not just take a nap.”

“What about Prom?” I suggested. “We’ll both be eighteen if it’s after April 22nd, and then we could rent a hotel room.”

“My mom would kill me!”

“Just tell her the truth, tell her what you want to do and see what she says. The worst she can do is say ‘no’.”

“Oh sure,” she giggled, “‘Hey, mom, Steve and I have been fucking since I was fifteen and we’d like to rent a hotel room so we can fuck all night after Prom. Is that OK?’.”

“Well, I’m not sure I’d put it quite that way!” I chuckled.

“I’ll think about it. Maybe I’ll ask her about staying out all night and see what she says.”

“My mom will have a fit, too, but I’ll clear it with my dad first. I’ll be eighteen, so I’m sure he’ll say yes. That will keep my mom from trying anything crazy.”

“How are things with your mom?”

“On simmer. They’ll boil over again at some point. Something will set her off, it’s just a matter of what it is. I can’t wait to move out. Most likely I’ll end up in Chicago, so I’ll find a place to stay there. Worst case, I’ll stay in the dorms of the college, but I don’t want to do that if I don’t have to.”

“With Jennifer?” Bethany asked with a bit of fear in her voice.

“That was our plan, Bethany. It hasn’t changed. Of course, there’s no reason we couldn’t find a big enough place for three or four people, depending on if we end up in Chicago. I know Elyse is planning to be in Chicago and Kathy Will is talking about Northwestern, though that’s in the North Suburbs.”

“I see,” she said softly, but then her voice brightened, “You could have a harem, Steve!”

“Now that might make college fun, though I might not get any studying done at all!” I chuckled. “Where are you planning on going?”

“Well, my back-up plan is Ohio State, but I want to go to UW Madison. They have an excellent psychology program there and my dad graduated from there.”

“That’s what, three hours from Chicago? So it’s close enough to visit for sure, especially with me having my own car.”

“Would you apply to UW Madison, Steve? Maybe as a backup?”

“I’ll have to check out their computer science program. Right now my schools are Illinois Institute of Technology in Chicago, then University of Illinois in Champaign and my backup is my dad’s alma mater, Dartmouth. I might apply to MIT just for grins, because Ralph is applying there. I probably won’t go because I couldn’t afford it and I don’t expect my parents to pay anything towards it. I won’t qualify for financial aid because my dad makes too much money.”

“That sucks.”

“I’m fine with that, actually. I have my work for Larry’s grandfather — all the programming stuff, plus Beth and I are selling our programs to other veterinary offices. Honestly, I’d rather not have my mom involved in any way, shape, or form. It’s going to be tough avoiding having her go on college visits with me, but I’m going to try to do them alone.”

“It’ll be a long four years while we’re in college if we’re not together,” Bethany said with a hint of sadness.

“Yes, it will. But if you’re right, and we’re meant to be, it will work out. I can’t dwell on that now. If I do, I’ll start acting like a fucking idiot again!”

“Don’t I know it! That’s one reason I’m OK with you having other girls. It helps you keep from obsessing about the future. I think once you’re ready to settle down, you won’t need them anymore. Remember, I believe in you!”