Young and In Love

The holidays went by agonizingly slow for the two teen lovers.

They were only allowed to speak to each other once a day, and for a very short interval, so that they could give their relatives all of their attention. But finally they both returned home, eager to see each other. Reggie called Betty as soon as he was able to after he returned home.

"Hello?"

"Hi, babe, what's up?"

"Reggie! You're back! Did you just get back?"

"Yeah, like half an hour ago ... What's up?"

"Nothing. We got back last night. How was the skiing?"

"Great. Dude, I missed you so much, you know."

"I missed you too Reg ..."

"I can't wait to see you."

"Me neither."

"I thought about you the whole time," he said.

"Me, too. Was your mom surprised with the trip?"

"Yeah. Only a few more days," he said excitedly. "Are you excited too? Or is it just me?"

"Oh, no. I'm excited too.

"Are you scared?"

"Yeah..."

"How come?"

"The pain. I hope it doesn't hurt a lot."

"I promise you, I'll be very gentle."

"I know you will...Reggie, are you scared?"

"Nah." When Reggie paused, she giggled.

"Maybe just nervous a little?" she asked.

"Maybe just a little" he laughed.

"I can’t wait”"

"Yeah! Me neither."

"When are your folks leaving for their trip?"

"Sometime tomorrow. I don't want to make them suspicious by asking what time they’re actually going.."

"Yeah, that's true."

"I'm wearing your watch," he told her. They had exchanged Christmas presents before they left for their separate vacations. Betty had given  him a Movado Military watch. She had saved all year for it, and was so proud she could give him a watch like that. Reggie had given her an expensive Patagonia jacket.

"It's your watch now!"

"Oh yeah, and it's great. You did like the jacket?" he asked.

"Yes, I love it Reggie! It's so warm, too. I can't believe you remembered! I told you  I liked it, back in October."

"I bought it right away so I wouldn’t forget which one you wanted."

"You did?"

"Yeah! You almost found it too, one time."

"I did? Where was it?"

"It was in my closet. Remember, last month, you were looking at all my clothes and stuff. It was still in the bag from the store. I got nervous you’d see it so I yelled at you to get out of there.

"Oh yeah! I remember that. You were like, 'Why are you going through my closet?' I thought you were mad at me!" she laughed.

"Nah. I wanted it to be a surprise"

"Well, thank you. It kept me very warm when you weren't there to do it yourself."

He laughed. "You won't need it this weekend my love."

"I’m so glad of that! Should I dress up?"

"Yeah, dress up."

"Alright. Are you taking me somewhere?"

"Yeah--to heaven."

"Oh, Reggie!" she blushed.

"Sorry babe, that was nasty. I guess I’m nervous. No, I’m cooking for you."

"You’re cooking? I thought you loved me” she teased.

“Come on babe, you know I can cook some. I can’t wait. Let’s not see each other much til Friday.”

“Okay sweetie. See you then.” They blew kisses at each other before hanging up.

***

Friday finally came. Reggie couldn't believe how long days dragged on. Betty wasn't coming over until eight. His parents left at ten that morning. He went to the store, buying what he needed for dinner. He'd never cooked a whole meal by himself, because meals were always a family affair, although he was a decent cook. He spent the rest of the day in the kitchen. He decided to make herb roasted chicken, potatoes au gratin, a tossed salad, and dessert. He had gotten a bottle of wine from Chuck, who got it from someone just for this special occasion. Cooking kept his mind off of upcoming activities of that evening. Nancy was going to drive Betty over. Reggie had offered to pick Betty up but she refused. The clock dragged on. Betty spent an hour in the tub.

Fortunately, Betty’s parents were out, so they would not see that she was all dressed up and ask questions. She was supposed to spend the night at Nancy’s.  She chose a light blue slip-like dress, with lacy white stockings and high strappy heels. She wore her hair down in ringlets, wore the gold earrings, bracelet, and necklace he had given her. She knew Reggie would go crazy over her. He never failed to tell her how beautiful she was. Nancy helped her with her hair and makeup.

“Wow girl, you look fan-fucking-tastic!,” Nancy exclaimed, giving her advice during the ride.

“Oh, and make sure you’re relaxed, ‘cause that eases the pain. I want blow by blow details, girl, as soon as they can be given, that is.” Nancy leaned over and hugged her friend before she got out of the car. Nancy knew Betty was lucky. Reggie truly loved her and Nancy knew Reggie would be there for Betty, no matter what.

The door opened, and he stood there. His green eyes, which looked brown in some lights, shone absolutely bright as emeralds. His face broke out in a huge smile, and he looked her over.

"Wow..." his eyes were glowing hot and she felt a fluttering in her lower region. He managed a wave to Nancy as she drove off.

"Wow yourself." Betty was equally admiring him. He looked handsome in his black Armani suit.

He reached for her, kissing her gently. "Come in ma cherie!" he cooed.

She came into the dim house, dropping her bag and he helped her to remove her new jacket.

"You didn't eat dinner did you?" he asked.

"No, of course not, silly."

"Good. I've cooked you a feast!"

She followed him, and he spun around suddenly in the kitchen, taking her into his arms.

"I love you," he whispered, kissing her.

"I love you too," she whispered, nearly crying in joy. He was so perfect.

"Hungry?" he asked, grinning at her.

"Yeah."

Taking her hand, he brought her to the dining room, which looked out of a bay window. The view was spectacular, you could see for miles around. He'd removed several leaves

off the table so it was round, and small and intimate. Red candles were lit.

She was totally impressed, and told him so. He'd gone all out. He was a good cook too. She tried to eat as much as she could, without stuffing herself. She nearly cried when he brought out chocolate mousse for dessert.

"You're too much," she said.

"Only the best for you Betty. You’re always cooking for me. Now it’s my turn to show you, I’m not just a jock." he told her.

He was still scared deep inside that she'd change her mind. He wanted this night to be perfect for her. They both were a little quiet sometimes, their minds on something else. He caught her eye several times, and gave her reassuring smiles. They sat in comfortable silence, though they wer both very nervous.

She ate slowly, making sure she wasn't full. It was almost nine o'clock. She started fidgeting in her seat. He noticed.

He smiled at her. "Come here," he said gently. It was time.

She came over, and sat on his lap. He pulled her to him, kissing her. She kissed him back.

God, I am so ready, she thought. There were tingling sensations in her nether region that was scary and thrilling at the same time.

She stood up, taking both of his hands and pulling him to his feet. She pulled him towards his room. He suddenly picked her up, and she shrieked and laughed.

"Wait, wait!" she insisted. "My bag. I have to get ready!" she giggled. She took her bag into the hall bathroom, and he went into his own, brushing his teeth hurriedly. Even though he had showered for over an hour earlier, he washed again.  He went around his room, lighting the candles he had placed around the room beforehand. Then he threw rose pedals all over the bed.

He pulled back the covers, trying to make them look casual.

Should I undress now? he thought. He  took off his jacket and slowly  unbuttoned his shirt, trying steady his shaking hands and steady his breathing. He'd lied when he said he wasn't scared.

What if I hurt her? What if I cum too soon? He realized his nervousness. God, what if I can't get it up? He felt her presence in the doorway.

Reggie looked up. She stood there in his dark doorway in a white silk teddy. Her blonde hair was hair was still loose, hanging down past her shoulders.

She’s so beautiful. Looking at her, dressed in white, he realized what a gift her love was. She was

giving him her virginity. She'd never be able to give it to anyone else.

He stared at her, feeling choked up, overwhelmed by her love and by his love for her. He could only shake his head, saying, "My lord..."

She blushed, and he held his arms out to her. She came to him slowly. He kissed her deeply, his hands on her shoulders. Like they'd done so many times before, she undressed him slowly. They knew each other's bodies like their own practically. He rubbed her shoulders, and kissed her neck, and ears. She licked his nipples.

Sitting on the side of the bed, he kicked his shoes off, pulling her on top of him while he laid back. Her hair fell around his head. He held her to him tightly, as if to never let her go, just kissing her for a long while.

She knew she wanted to do it, she'd never been so sure of anything in her life. Everything had been so perfect so far, and inside the tiny part of her that was scared of the pain was drowned out by the rest of her, knowing it was so right. He slid the straps of her teddy down, rubbing her back and her shoulders. She undid his fly, pulling his pants down past his hips. She held his

face in her hands, then ran her fingers through his silky black hair, kissing him with all of her heart in it.

Finally she rolled onto her back, so she was lengthwise on the bed. She slid under the covers, and he followed her. She massaged his naked body, her hands running up and down the length of his spine. Finally her hands grasped his dick, and his mouth went for her breasts. He licked her nipples, while her arm cradled his head. Her other hand still gripped him, rubbing his precum around the tip while he gasped. His fear of impotence was not justified; he was as hard as a rock. His own hands traveled under the silk between her legs. Her leg wrapped around his hip as he fingered her.

It was barely light from the few candles he had set up. But she could see his face, which reassured her all the time that it was right, and that he loved her. She held him tightly, her arms around his muscular back. Her mind was swimming, both of them were breathing

hard. She ducked her head, taking him in her mouth while he gasped. She sucked him up and down, and he shivered, nearly cumming right then. He pulled her up to him, kissing her hard.

“I can’t cum yet babe.” He slid her teddy down off her hips, so she was as naked as him.

He made love to her with his mouth, and his hands, exploring every nook of her body. He kissed her fingers, her palms, and her wrists. He kissed the length of her arm. He bent over, kissing her stomach, then crawling down between her legs. His mouth ran over her thighs, and all down her legs.

Finally, he licked her clit while she moaned. His tongue played with her various folds, then licked around her clit some more.

“Oh..Reggie…ummm!”

Her hand touched his face, and his eyes met hers. She reached down, pulling him up to her. He kissed her, thinking, Now? Now?

She pulled him on top of her, raising her legs up around his hips. He kissed her, looking her deeply in the eye. He kissed her again softly, then looked down at the task before him.

He found her hole with his finger, then placed the tip of his cock at the entrance. He'd been there before, but that time she'd pushed him away.

His mind swimming, he supported himself above her on one arm, and he pushed gently. It went in a millimeter, and he stopped. He looked up at her, she was breathing rapidly, looking down at what was going on. She looked at him, and nodded.

He pushed it in further, her tight, unrelenting skin gripping his cock.

God, she was tight. It was going in, the wet skin of her cunt being pulled in along with it. He kept pushing in, and it was resisting. It's not gonna go in, he thought desperately. All the while his mind was screaming at him to thrust, thrust, and before he knew it, he shoved into her so suddenly, pushing up hard. She jerked under him as her hymen tore and he pressed deeper into her. She let out a small cry, her legs sliding down.

“Ohhh  my God Reggie!! It hurts!!” her mind screamed. All that was actually heard was a small moan from her.

He gasped as his cock slid up into her. It's in, it's in, I’m in my baby, uhhh!! his brain told him frantically. Her virgin cunt gripped tight around him.

Her eyes opened, and she bit her lip as she tried not to cry from the pain.

Pain, it hurts, that's all she could think. Supporting himself on his elbows, he looked into her

tear-filled eyes.

"I'm sorry, baby." he gasped. She shook her head. "Do-do you w-want me to take it out?" he whispered.

She shook her head again, pulling her to him. Part of her did want him to pull out, but she wanted him so much and resisted the urge to tell him to stop. The fiery pain consumed her, and her whole body felt weak. But soon the pain began to ease, and she felt a tingle as he began to thrust. This tingle began to grow, and all of a sudden she didn't want him to take it out, didn't want him to remove the thing that had hurt her. She closed her eyes, and just tried to concentrate on the feeling. Her legs went back up, and she slid down a bit.

Resting his head on her shoulder, he pulled his penis out an inch, then back in again. He gasped at the sensation, he'd never felt something so intense. He fought back his orgasm. He tried to get a rhythm going, and soon his instincts soon took over.

Her breathing quickened underneath him, “Go on baby, It’s getting better. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

She was finding that her enjoyment was heightening.

She’s so wet, he thought. It felt fantastic, this tight canal he was moving in and out of. The pressure mounted, like a coil being stretched out. He slowed down a few times, even stopping

altogether to prevent himself from cumming. He went in and out, up and up into her.

She held his head on her shoulder, feeling his heart beating rapidly. He groaned and gasped. The pressure was growing again. He moved faster, and the pressure grew.

He kept going, now he didn't care about anything but the feeling. He groaned his pleasure, gasping, “I’m gonna come, babe!! Oh MY God!! I’m dying!!”.

He let out a yell as his whole world exploded, as he had described to her afterwards, and he shook and groaned. He gripped her shoulders, and held her tightly to him while he pumped and pumped. He squirted high into her, and she squealed at the sensation. He came and came, there seemed to be no end to it. It gushed out like a geyser, and he kept moving faster and faster, expelling every last drop he had. He groaned again, the sensation so sweet, as he kept thrusting.

He gasped in her ear as his orgasm finally dwindled down. He breathed heavily on her shoulder.

She rubbed his back, his cock still buried in her. He kissed her deeply, then gave her a weak smile.

"I love you," he whispered, his eyes glassy.

She nodded, kissing him. "I love you too."

"It didn't hurt too badly?" he asked hopefully. She shook her head again, and smiled. "Only for a

second, and not too badly."

He smiled, so happy.

"Then it felt really good!" she told him.

He laughed, and held her tight. He slid out of her, rolling onto his side, still holding her to him. "You liked it?"

"Yes, it felt fantastic."

"I love you, Bets"

"I love you, too sweetie.."

"Are you glad we did it?" he asked.

She smiled, her eyes shining. "Oh yes. I'm so happy."

He looked into her eyes. "I’m so glad we waited," he told her softly. "I bet it wouldn't have been this sweet if we did it right away. I know it wouldn't have been."

She nodded. "Yeah, me too."

"Are you sore?" he asked. "Does it still hurt?"

"Why, wanna do it again?" she laughed.

"Not yet!" he laughed. "Just give me  a minute and I’ll be more than ready."

"Alright."

"Let me see, my pussy." he suggested, moving down and pulling back the blankets so he could get a good look at her. She spread her legs for him, again, laughing.

“Oh, so it’s your pussy now?”

"Damn right…Oh, babe, it's bloody!" he cried out.

"So are you," she pointed out.

He gasped as he looked down. For a second he thought it was his blood.

"Damn," he said. "I'm so sorry I hurt you," he repeated.

She smiled again, saying, "No. It wasn't your fault."

He still felt guilty. He had not been gentle enough.

But he just smiled back.

"Here," he said, had gone to get a wash cloth, and began to lovingly wash her exposed flesh. He cleaned her up, then, looking at her wounded body part, suggested, "Let me kiss it and make it

better..."

"Please do." she whispered. He kissed her sore spot for a few times, then went back up to her clit, which he licked all around. He pressed his tongue into its sides, rubbing it around. His tongue licked, and licked, and massaged her sensitive nub. She gasped.

“Oh, Reggie!!”

He took her clit in his mouth and gently sucked it, his lips pressed into her silky skin. He pulled it out gently, still sucking. She shrieked in pleasure. He did it again, and again. She moaned.

I'm gonna cum, she thought wildly, I think I'm going to cum!!. Her whole body felt delicious, as if every particle of her was actually happy. The pressure built again, that same pressure she had felt the first time he had gone down on her. It didn’t scare her this time. He kept licking and sucking while she gasped,

"Oh yes! Don’t stop!! Ayeeee!!" He put her legs over his shoulders, so he could get better access to  her sweet juices.

The pressure built in her, and she lifted her hips up towards his mouth, yanking his face as close to her pulsing pussy as she could get it. She rocked back and forth, and it felt like a damn being burst. All of sudden she didn't care about anything else, didn't care if she pissed in the bed, all she cared about was the pleasure he was giving her.

She cried out, "Oh my God!" over and over. She arched her back, shoving herself towards him, shaking all over. Her mind swam, no clear thoughts except for,

"Oh my God!" while her body seemed to lift up and float. She collapsed back onto the bed, her first orgasm subsiding. He kept licking her, and her body so sensitive, it began to hurt. She pulled him up towards her, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He gasped in her ear, his own heart pounding, "You did it? You came?"

She could only say one thing. "Oh my God!" she groaned, breathing as though she'd just run a marathon.

"I'll take that as a yes!" he smiled. "I'll take that anytime," he added.

"Wow!"

"Nice, huh?" he whispered.

She snuggled up to him, her mind cleared now. He held her to him in the dark for a while.

"This was so wonderful," she whispered finally. "This is  the best night ever. God, I love you!"

He grinned at her, smoothing her hair out of her face. "I love you too. More than anything baby."

"This was so wonderful Reggie" she repeated tearfully.

"It's almost the best night," he corrected, his heart pounding.  "It's not perfect yet."

"Why not?" she asked, feeling a little offended at his words.

He reached over to his night stand, and took something out, hiding it under the covers.

"What? What is it?" she giggled, expecting some sex toy.

Biting his lip, he handed it to her. She took it out into the dim light. It was a velvet box. She opened it. She gasped, and stared at what was inside the box.

"Do you like it?" he asked nervously.

"Oh my God, Reggie! It's gorgeous! Oh my God!"

"I was hoping you'd like it."

"Oh, Reggie! I love it, but this is too expensive. I can't take it."

"No, no! Take it, it belongs to you."

"No, I can’t" she insisted, so overcome by the expense.

“Why not?”

"Reg, I really can't take it," she said decidedly.

"Don't you- don't you want it?" he asked, sadly.

"Of course I want it! It's just that, I mean, it's so expensive! What if I lose it?"

"Then never take it off."

She just stared at it. It was a three carat diamond promise ring.

He reached over and took it, taking her hand in his own. He took it out of the box, sliding it over her finger, the huge diamond sparkling in the candlelight.

"With th-this ring, Betty Cooper," he stumbled, his hand shaking from emotion.

"I, Reginald Richard Mantle the third, promise that I love you, Elizabeth Ann Cooper, now and  that I will love you forever and ever. And I will always be there for you. Always. This I promise. No one will love you the way I do. And t- that, I will make you my bride one day. I mean, I don't know about how soon," he added quickly. "Probably not for many years, after college probably, but I will. I promise you."

She stared at his hand over hers with tears in her eyes.

"So," he continued softly. "If you don't want to wear it, or you don't want it, not yet maybe? I'll understand."

Her sob broke through. "Oh, Reggie!" she cried. "I want it, I want it! I love you so much! Thank you! How could you think I wouldn't want it? You give me so much. There’s no other boy for me." she cried into his shoulder.

"You give me a lot too..." he whispered. "You gave me a lot tonight. You gave me all of you. What you gave me would cost more than this ring ever did, and you can't buy it, not like it was tonight."

She sobbed into his shoulder. "I love you," she whispered.

"I love you  more!" he said back. "See, look," he remembered to have her look at the inscription.

"It says it on the ring, I forgot to show you."

She slid the ring off, gripping it tightly with her fingers as though to never let it go. He turned on the bedside lamp so she could see. She squinted, reading the delicate engraving:

"To Betty, My beautiful darling, I love you now and forever –Reggie.”

"Ohhhhhh, Reggie! Thank you!" she whimpered, crying. "I love you too!"

She slid it back onto her finger.

"Good," he whispered, hugging her close. "Don't ever leave me, okay?"

"I won't!" she gulped. "I promise."

"Then, tonight is the best night ever."

They held each other until they fell asleep.