What Came From A Whispered Promise

At the end of my last story, I told you that my girlfriend whispered to me, "Soon you can have me." Once that sank in, and the realization that she meant it, I was beside myself.  I told no one, and anxiously awaited our next date. In between that time we talked about what we thought things would be like. She was insistent  our encounter would be in bed, not in a car or on a couch, she wanted someplace romantic. Well that would prove to be a bit difficult considering we weren't living on our own, had families to contend with, and our privacy was limited. We couldn't afford a motel, or hotel, and our age would have prevented us from using one anyhow. She came up with a very daring idea. We would be alone in the family room in her home as usual. We always ended up there after a date to watch late night TV and indulge ourselves until I had to leave. When she felt assured that her parents were asleep, she would go upstairs first, and I would follow. I wasn't at all comfortable with this, but I was thinking with the head between my legs rather than then one above my neck. The other rather uncomfortable thing was that her younger sister shared her room. This was shaping up to be a risky, crazy idea. Still the thought of what was to come overshadowed the risk. We did some light petting in the family room, breast play, cock stroking, fingering, and a new addition with her sucking on my nipples, something I had come to like very much. I was ready to go right there on the couch but she pulled away and said to save the rest for the bedroom. Off she went.  The signal to come upstairs was a single flash of the hall way light. I got the signal and slowly, silently, stealthily, made my way up the stairs one at a time so as not to make any creaking noises. Fortunately the stairs were carpeted so I made it with no real issues. In the faint light I could see her waiting under the covers and crept in beside her. The rock hard erection I had achieved before all of this was now gone. Her sister was fast asleep thank god, and we proceeded to begin kissing and fondling each other. She had on nightgown with no panties on underneath. I was still fully clothed and was not about to disrobe for fear of being caught. The situation was fraught with danger, but the foreplay was in full swing. I, however, could not achieve a full erection. I was semi hard. and now know it was due to nervousness. She, on the other hand was fully aroused, and ready for me. I tried the best I could but could barely enter her due more to my limpness that her tightness. We tried for a while longer but to no avail. While we were both disappointed we knew there would be other opportunities, so I slowly slunk out of the room, down the stairs, and left for home. It was by the grace of god that we never got caught.  Of course I was relaxed when I got home, and while reliving the scene of just minutes before achieved the erection that had escaped me, and stroked my way to a powerful orgasm. When we saw each other the next day we laughed at how our "first time" had turned out and promised each other that rather than try to perfect the situation, we'd just let it happen the next time. Two nights later we went to a movie and came home to her house a bit later than usual. There was no one awake upstairs, no TV coming from her parent's room, and we were alone in the family room. I have always liked playing the seduction game and having it played on me. We slowly began disrobing each other, button by button. Intermittently we would run our hands over each other she squeezing my cock, me gently pulling her nipples. We were kissing deeply when she decided to start lightly biting my earlobes and kissing my ears. This was something I had never experienced and it was heavenly. We were both disrobing each other oblivious to our surroundings. As we transitioned into the next level, I began fingering her now very moist pussy and ever so lightly massaging her clitoris. She began breathing deeply, and I moved to gently biting one nipple whlie gently flicking the other. She really couldn't reciprocate much, but managed to massage my now very rigid cock and make circular motions around the corona driving me mad. We would break off mometarily for long, deep french kisses with an abundance of tongue play. She sucked my tongue into her mouth  softly and gently then returned to my ear, she knew exactly what she was doing. My cock was harder than I had ever experienced, her nipples were rock hard, and her pussy was very moist. As we were kissing she moved to my ear, and whispered, softly, slowly and seductively, "please."  I slid down a bit and took my raging hardon in my hand, and ran it up and down on her cunt. I pushed it in on her clit and rubbed it lightly to see how she would react. She squeezed me harder and once again slowly, softly, and seductively said "Please," although with a bit more urgency. I positioned my rigid shaft and slowly began to enter her. The sides of her vagina were soft and bit swollen, but grabbed my cock as I guided it all the way in. This was indescribable, we paused for a moment to look at each other before I began to thrust in and out. We were both virgins and inexperienced so all of our motions were experimental in nature testing to see what was good and what wasn't. Circular motions were cool, as well as thrusting . Pulling out almost completely, then renentering was pleasurable. I was able to also kiss her breasts and nipples, and she did me as well. Our kisses were deep and passionate and nothing else mattered but us and our lovemaking. I soon began to feel that urge start to build. I slowed down a bit because I wanted to make sure it was as good for her as it was for me. her clit was hard and easy to find above my cock and I began to lightly circle it with my index finger. As she writhed beneath me, I once again felt that sensation building and knew I couldn't last much longer. We increased our intensity until I knew I was at the point of no return. We were using the missionary technique with no protection which as risky as it is, to me, was the best way. I whispered into her ear that I was cumming, and pulled out. She grabbed my cock  off to the side, stroked twice,  and I shot all over her leg and the couch. We held each other tightly, temporarily exhausted and amazed at what we had just done. After some time talking about it, and vowing to do it again very soon, I had to leave. We got up, got dressed, cleaned up the couch, and kissed each other good night with deep passionate kisses that almost instigated another round. We reluctantly broke away from each other with the thoughts of what was to come firmly transfixed in our minds.