Kira's sister, Misty Lawson, was also at the point in her life of making a major decision. One that she had thought over in her mind many times over the past year or more. She was eighteen, and although sexually active to point, she was still a virgin. She had been dating her boyfriend Eric for five months, and knew he was the one she wanted to give herself fully to. Her breasts were bigger than her sisters, a full 36C, with ultra sensitive nipples. She always felt excited anytime he touched them, and especially with the way he kissed her nipples.
Up until this point, she had often gave him hand releases, or oral sex. She truly enjoyed letting him finish in her mouth, and also enjoyed seeing it spurt over his tummy, or her tits. Like her sisters, Misty also had natural red hair, but kept it down to her middle back. The farthest she had let Eric go so far, was to run his fingers between her legs, but only over the top of her panties.
After most of her dates, she would go to her room and masturbate, and think of the day she would give him her innocence. She most often used a vibrator, and usually managed to get herself twice each times. He had never pressured her to have sex, yet she knew he wanted it to happen as bad as she did. Finally she made the decision to do it, and told her parents and sister of her plans to have sex for the first time. Eric had rented a room for them at a cozy inn nearby. Her parents knew she was on the pill, and trusted her to only do what she was ready for. When the day was arrived, Misty felt butterflies in her stomach. She knew by then end of the day, she would no longer be virgin.
Eric was every bit as nervous as she was, and hoped he would be able to satisfy her needs. He had been with one girl before her, but it never really felt that good. He had talked to his Dad about how to please a woman, and laughed when he joked about how he was still trying to figure that out. He was excited that Misty had chosen him as her first lover, and hoped he would not lose it within seconds of finally seeing her completely naked, and having intercourse with her.
In preparation for her big date, Misty took a long shower, and lathered every inch of her body with soap. As she ran her hands all along her body, she knew that just hours later, she was going to let him see everything. Her fingers ran over the reddish curls below her waist. Just like her sisters Kira and Tara, she preferred the natural look. Misty had recently purchased a matching light blue bra and panty set. The panties were the thong style, something she had never worn before, but was going to for her date with Eric.
Eric arrived for their special date, still shaking inside, and rang the doorbell. Misty's mom answered the door, and invited him in. Ten minutes later, Misty walked down the stairway in a new red dress. It clung to her curves perfectly, and her eyes sparkled with excitement. The tops of her breast were visible with the plunging neckline of her dress. A long slit up the left side exposed her right leg clear up to mid-thigh with each step.
They headed out to his car, and Eric opened the door for her. Misty was pleased to see a single long stem rose on the seat. She reached down, brought the rose up and took a deep breath of its fragrance. Once inside his car, they kissed passionately for several minutes, as his hands reached under the neckline of her dress, and fondled her bra-encased breasts.
"Thank you," Misty said softly. "What a nice gesture. Tonight, I'm all yours, anything you want."
He drove to a quaint little Italian restaurant for dinner, and escorted her to a table for two in the corner. Every moment caused him to have more and more thoughts about what was planned for later that night. As they waited for the meal to arrive, Eric's fingertips ever so softly brushed the skin of her arms and hands. He felt Misty's foot gently brush up and down along his leg up under the table.
"You better stop that or I may jump you right here!" he said with a laugh.
After dinner, Eric informed her that he had a special surprise in store as he drove to the inn. Upon arrival, he opened her door, and extended his hand. Misty walked hand in hand as he led her to their room. He handed her the key, and she opened the door. The room looked romantic, with a dozen roses sitting on the desk in a vase. There were also several rose petals on the floor, the whole room was softly scented with their scent.
"Are you sure you still want this?" Eric asked tenderly. He wanted to be positive that she did not feel pressured in any way. Misty remained silent, turned her back to him, and slowly unzipped her dress. She turned to face him as the dress slipped down to the floor. She then unhooked her bra, tossed it on the dresser, but kept her hands teasingly over her breasts.