Hudson
Prologue
“Mum, Dad,” he called. He received no response.
“Are you here? I’m sorry I’m late…”
His feet were sticking to the floor. He glanced down to see a dark sticky substance on his shoes.
He took a step forward. It was eerily quiet. What was that on the floor?
He saw two feet sticking out from behind a stack of boxes.
Dad?
1
Tonight’s the Night
Lucas was nervous and excited; at least he thought these were the emotions. Stacy, his high school sweetheart had finally decided tonight was the night. She’d finally said yes and tonight he was finally going to lose his virginity. He combed his fingers through his hair and double checked his appearance. At seventeen, he was taller than most his age. Lanky, lean and cute – or so he’d been told –he thought himself merely average and gangly. He chosen faded jeans and tight t-shirt which accentuated his sinewy build.
He been going with Stacy the entire year and there were graduating next week. After his subtle yet gentle urging, she’d finally decided to allow them to take their relationship to the next level. Stacy had everything he’d decided he wanted in a girl, she was the one. Short, petite and brunette with dazzling blue eyes and a tight physique, she was everything to Lucas. Her sweet disposition was merely a bonus. He definitely loved Stacy but the only thing on his mind tonight was sex. Her parents were out for the night and she was his, at last. He was excited at the prospect and nervous about the act. He took a deep breath and sought out his Mum to let her know he was leaving.
Mabel, tall with curly, auburn hair was caring, affectionate and comforting. As far as Lucas was concerned she was everything a mother should be and more. His love and affection for her was boundless. He may have grown past needing her years before but she was still the most important person in his life, aside from his annoying big sister, Carrie. His father, Thomas, was hard working and kind. He was old school and rarely showed affection toward his offspring. Lucas loved and respected him but his mother was…Mum. Lucas was almost in every way like Tom, with dark wavy hair and tall lanky physique. His warm hazel eyes he’d received from his mother.
He walked past Carrie’s room to find her on the phone, what a surprise. She was a younger version of Mabel, same auburn, curly locks and hazel eyes. At twenty, she was a heartbreaker. She waved to him as he walked past and being a cool teenager, he merely nodded his reply.
He located Mabel in the kitchen preparing a ‘picnic’ dinner to take to their electronics store, where Tom already or still more likely was, preparing for month’s end.
“Are you going to Jason’s to study tonight honey?” his mother asked. He had decided to avoid telling them about going to Stacy’s as her parents had a ‘no boys over’ rule when they were out.
“Yeah,” he replied. He kept his eyes downcast, he hating lying to his mother.
“You’re still coming to help your Dad after? He has a lot on tonight.”
“Yeah, Mum, I’ll be there about nine.” It was now six thirty, plenty of time for loving his girl.
She came around the breakfast bar and dotingly cuddled her son. He knew, deep down, she probably knew where he was going.
“Don’t be too late, honey.” She kissed his cheek and ruffled his hair. He scoffed a little, as he always did, he loved the attention but a teenager had to show his disdain for parental affection.
“I won’t.”
“I’ll see you there.” She kissed him again. Her perfume tickled his nose and he smiled.
He walked to Stacy’s, enjoying the night air, its crispness assaulting his lungs as he tried to remain calm. Would he know what to do? He’s seen plenty of pictures and porno movies to know what was involved. He’d waited so long to do the deed and now suddenly, he had cold feet. It would be alright, he loved Stacy. No matter how it went down, it was the first time and practice was only going to improve his form.
As he strode up the path to her house, nervousness began to win the emotions race. He was ready but the build up and anticipation was a killer. Stacy opened the door wearing little and Lucas’ anticipation turned to pure lust. Her dark curly hair was down and cascading down her shoulders, her t-shirt short and tight, exposing her slim, tiny waist. Her minuscule skirt revealed her trim compact legs.
“Stacy you look great.”
“Wait till you see what’s underneath, I bought something just for you.”
He rushed through the door and captured her in his arms, he might be inexperienced but his passion made up for his inadequacies.
His tongue probed her mouth while his hands explored her body. The feel of her tongue against his and her skin beneath his hands wasn’t new, for they’d taken it to the limit before but tonight everything felt different.
She took his hands and guided him to her room. He eased her down onto her king size single bed. They lay side by side staring at each other with sudden shyness. This was new territory for them both.
“I’m a little nervous, Lucas,” she whispered.
“Me too.” He smiled at her and was rewarded with her sexiest smile in return.
He kissed her again and slid off her t-shirt to reveal her naked breasts beneath and he was overwhelmed with pure desire once more. He pulled off her skirt to find a tiny g-string and could barely hold off.
He explored her newfound nakedness, having ever only explored her body beneath her clothes and wanted more. He massaged her pert, full breasts and kissed her neck. Could he hold on and not rush towards the prize? He ran one hand down her back to cup her bare bottom and groaned.
“Take your clothes off,” she urged, he didn’t argue.
They lay pressed together, skin to skin, their kisses hot, their limbs entwined.
He removed her delicate pants and sought out the warmth between her legs with his fingers. As she moaned her assent, he intensified the rhythm until she cried out with pleasure. He slipped inside her warmth and it was better than anything his imagination could have conjured. They awkwardly yet longingly found the tempo together and welcomed their newfound release.
He stayed where he was, caressing her hair, their sweaty young bodies pressed firmly as one.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you too.” She stared at him for a moment. “Wow your eyes are so…different.”
“What do you mean?”
“They’re lighter than normal, almost golden.”
“Really?”
“Yeah it’s nice, I wonder if I caused it.” She smiled seductively.
“Shall we find out?”
The second time round they learned more about each other and discovered other ways to intensify their love and pleasure.
