Chapter 11: The Stroke of Midnight
When George's alarm clock rang at midnight, Mary and George were both already naked, waiting for it to ring, because it had been a fun game to wait to have intercourse until then. Mary was on her knees in front of George, because she had been teasing his cock with her hands and mouth. Her lubrication was all over her puss and inner thighs, because George had happily spent much of the intervening time teasing Mary to orgasm after orgasm with his fingers and tongue and also by running his dick along the channel of her vulva and rubbing her clitoris with it.
Mary had one of her two condoms out, and as George fussed with the alarm clock to turn it off, she was already trying to do as Margaret had shown her and roll it on to George's dick with her mouth. It was hard, and she started to laugh, which made it harder, but eventually, with mostly her hands, she got the condom on. As soon as it was on, Mary lay back on the bed, spread her legs very wide, being very limber, and told George, "Oh please, please, please!"
They smiled at each other confidently, their eyes locked, but it was a shy moment as George slid easily and gently into Mary. He asked, "Does it feel okay?"
"Yes, better than anything," she breathed, closing her eyes and holding him close. George started thrusting then, and Mary was transported into a new world of pleasure. She finally understood why losing one's virginity was so significant. This feeling was beyond anything she had ever experienced in life. Then George thrust in firmly and let out a loud groan, and she surmised he had orgasmed inside her. As he stilled, she whimpered and shivered too in climax.
They lay there for a few minutes in total bliss. "I love you, Mary Jones," George said.
"We should try to not get too attached," Mary replied as George grimaced. "I'm probably off to Vassar in the fall. I must admit, though, at the moment I don't want to do anything other than to spread my legs for you again and again and again for the rest of my life. Thanks for making it so special, George. And for breaking the last commandment at the same time, too; well done!" They laughed.
"It was my first time too, you know."
She did not want to correct him and let him know she had already lost her virginity to Don, technically, or perhaps even Howard, though that had just been the tip. Neither one of those instances felt nearly as significant and wonderful as this one. Without missing another beat, Mary blurted, "Why George Rush, I never imagined! I thought you and your former girlfriend had probably done it on every horizontal surface in town," Mary giggled gleefully. She didn't know who George's former girlfriend had been, and she didn't want to know. It had probably been one of the girls she had learned way too much about at the party.
George thankfully didn't elaborate much. "She wanted to wait until marriage."
"After what I just experienced, she was extremely misguided!" They both laughed again. They were still locked together, both not wanting the moment to end, and both also nervous about finding out whether the condom had actually worked. George raised himself up off of Mary and pulled his semi-hard penis out of her vagina. The condom was still firmly fixed around George's cock, the tip of it bulging with white fluid.
Mary shuddered, both from the proximity to dangerous impregnation and her almost uncontrollable desire to feel that semen splashed all up and around her insides despite the consequences. She sighed and got control of herself. She would become more and more used to birth control. It was a fact of her life now that she needed to swallow hard and accept, just as she and George had to accept she would be gone in the fall. She needed to ensure she remained forever single and childless to pursue her dream life as a federal agent.
"I know you want to become a G-man, woman? Mary. I would never want to endanger that. I want you to know I respect that," George said solemnly.
"You're such a good man, George Rush," Mary said, cupping his dear face with her hands. "Now please carefully remove that condom so I can at least drink down your precious fluid. If I can never feel it where I so badly want to feel it, at least I can savor it on my tongue." It was not a bad taste. It was a little bitter, probably from the condom.
