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She leaned in and gave me another gentle kiss, this time I tried to kiss her back. The kiss deepened before I realized it. I felt her tongue pushing into my mouth and felt her pressing her body closer to me. I put my hands on her hips and held her. When she slipped away from me I couldn't help but shiver.

"That's what I've been missing." I breathed softly.

Emma cupped her hand to my cheek and leaned her forehead against mine. "You have no idea." She whispered against my lips.

"I'd do anything to experience it all with you Emma." I told her.

She paused and took a breath, her head turned to look at the condom she had left on the bed. She reached over and picked it up, and pressed it into my hand. "Later." She said softly. Then backed away from me slowly, biting her lower lip.

Then she was gone and I let out a deep breath. What was happening? I couldn't believe how things were going with Emma right now. I mean I really think we almost really had sex just now. Something held her back, but whatever it is, I don't think it was a huge barrier to actually losing my damn cherry to the beautiful actress.

The prom was going to be an incredible experience after all.

Emma met me after school the day of the prom. A few hours before the prom actually began of course. Together we set up our stuff on stage and ran through some final ideas. When we were done she drove me home again so I could change for tonight. "I'll be back to get you at seven okay?"

I smiled, "Sounds amazing." I took her hand and gave it a squeeze before getting out of the car.

I showered, I scrubbed and I washed. I wanted to look my absolute best tonight. This could end up being the biggest night of my life. My mom rented me a tuxedo for prom, black with a white shirt and dark blue tie. I looked amazing in it. Emma was going to jump my bones when she sees me in this. Finally I used some cologne and before I left the room I grabbed that condom from last week off my table and tucked it into my jacket pocket. I still didn't think that Emma would go all the way with me, but I wanted to be safe and I was pretty confident that something sexy was going to happen tonight.

I don't know really. Things definitely heated up between Emma and I but I'm not sure how far she was willing to go. At first it was an act to give me some slack with my Mom, but that kiss in the bedroom certainly hadn't. My lack of any kind of girl experience had me clueless to what she wanted. The way I saw it was this, if I got to have sex with Emma Copper then great. But if nothing happened at all, and maybe Emma and I just have a few dances, a good show, and a drink or two. Even if that is all that we do, it will still be the best fucking night of my life.

I heard my Mom called my name and I glanced at the clock. Realizing it was seven I launched myself out of my room. I darted downstairs and stopped dead in my tracks as I caught sight of what waited for me in the doorway. Emma had dolled herself up incredibly. Her hair was full and fell around her face and shoulders and it just seemed to shimmer. She wore a tight black silk dress, strapless so the tops of her breasts and her shoulders were completely bare. There was very little to imagine to the shape of her amazing body.

The best part about it was that she was looking up at me with the most incredible smile. "Hey Handsome." She said.

"Hi." I said softly, stepped down the final steps. "You look incredible."

She stepped in with me and kissed me softly. "Come on tiger let's go put on a show."

As we left I think my Mom was about to explode. Emma and I snuck into the gymnasium before any of the students arrived so we could do one final check of the stage and make sure we had everything right. I couldn't help looking at Emma every chance I got. I was trying to be sneaky but she caught me more than once, but each time she caught me she only returned my looks with a warm smile.

Finally people started showing up for the prom. It was a lavish event as couples had their pictures taken at the door. A DJ played music while the crowd thicken. Meanwhile Emma and I hung out and joked backstage. The principal brought us a little punch and said that if we wanted our picture taken he would keep the booth open for us to get a shot after the show.

"I love punch." I said, sipping from my solo cup. "Tastes like diabetes."

Emma chuckled, "It tastes like punch to me. But whatever you say."

The principal came around the stage and said, "It's time guys, I'm go introduce you."

"Here we go. I'm fucking so nervous." I said setting the cup of punch down.

Emma stepped up to me and cupped my face in her hands. "You are gonna be great okay. If you get nervous you just look at me, watch me and pretend we are just in your room. That's it okay." She kissed me and moaned against my lips.

I smiled, "God I love kissing you."

Emma smiled, "I'm kinda fond of kissing you too." Then she patted my chest as her name came from the principal on stage. "Time to do this tiger." She winked and spun heading out on stage to the cheers of the school.

I grabbed my guitar and picked it up waiting for my que. Emma greeted the crowd shouting, "What's up Portland High!?" She laughed and cheered with the promgoers. "Are you all ready to have a good time tonight?"

Then she started the cup thing. Why that shit was so popular was beyond me, but our version was going to blow people's minds. I listened as Emma started to sing, then she paused mid-verse and said, "Portland High, please welcome your one and only John on guitar, and my prom date tonight."

I step out to a cheering and murmuring crowd. I started played a guitar solo to match the beats Emma did with the cups. As I bleed the solo back into the chords of the song, Emma resumes singing. "Cups" goes smoothly and we head directly into "Bring Me to Life". I step on my distortion and relax as I get to play a song I'm pretty familiar with. The crowd cheers as we kick off and start rocking the house. I can't believe how well we go together, I even stepped up and did the fucking rap part with Emma and I could tell that part surprised her.

We ended on a big finisher "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" and man the crowd loved it. When we finished, "Give it up one more time for John on the guitar!" She cried. I got a big cheer and start shredding a guitar solo, just for the sake of showing off. Then it was over and we headed backstage where I dropped off the guitar and spun toward Emma who pounced on me.

"John you were incredible!" She cried throwing her arms around me. Then she was kissing me and I just gave into it. The relief of how great that went just had me so relaxed I couldn't stand it. I held Emma and kissed her back as best I could. Our tongues danced, and we tasted each other, it was amazing.

I set her down and I gestured to the dance floor where the DJ had resumed the party. "My dear, I believe our prom awaits."

She smiled and took my arm. "Let's do this shit."

Together we walked out onto the dance floor and almost immediately got bombarded with people. They nearly overwhelmed us, asking questions and wanted pictures with Emma. Despite my performance, her fame simply over took all of it and I found myself stepping away and letting her do her thing.

I went to the punch bowl and grabbed a drink and a couple of crackers. Then I felt arms wrap around my waist and a warm soft body press against my back. Emma laid her head on my shoulder and said, "I'm sorry. I couldn't beat them back. Vultures."

I smiled and shook my head, "It's fine. Cracker?" I asked holding a cracker back to her mouth, she opened and I gave her the cracker. Then I spun while she still held onto to me and our bodies pressed together. "You are an amazing woman Emma."

She smiled and sighed, "You are pretty great yourself Mister John."

I winced, "Oh way to make me feel old. Mister John. Geez."

"Oh fine. John whatever you say." She patted my chest. "Come on John, dance with me." She backed away from me but held onto my hands to pull me out onto the dance floor with her.

"Oh man, I dance like a spaz." I confessed.

Emma laughed and started to sway and move to the beat of the music. "Me too, who cares?"

We danced although it took me a couple of songs to relax into it a bit. Then we really started to move together. Our bodies bumped and I would be lying if I said there wasn't a little bit of grinding. Emma would turn away from me and rub her ass against my crotch, with an arch of her back. She would flick her hair over her shoulder to smile back at me, like she knew she was rubbing her ass against my cock the whole time and she wanted it.

When the tempo changed and it was time for a slow song, Emma turned and stepped lightly into my arms. She put her arms around my neck and my hands rested on her hips. She smiled up into my eyes as we swayed. I flexed my fingers against her hips, just happy to be touching her.

She let go of my neck for a second and reached down to take my hands off her hips. I thought I was in trouble but she pulled my hands around behind her and had me cup her tight ass. Oh there is nothing like cupped a girls ass. Wow, and Emma's ass was incredible.

"Since you like squeezing so much." She teased as she put her arms back around me.

I smiled, "It's just what I always wanted for Christmas."

"I'll bet." She laughed, "Except it's not Christmas."

"Close enough for me. Early presents and all."

"Oh early presents is it?"

I shrugged, and squeezed her ass hard enough to get a squeal out of her. "Oh she likes that I think." I smiled.

Emma laughed and bumped herself against me. "I know I like that. And I like you. And I think...." She paused and bit her lip.

I frowned, "What is it Emma?"

She sighed and said, "Look I like you a lot John. I do, and I know that's like really weird because I barely met you and everything and God you're still in fucking high school so I have no right." She stopped and shook her head, "I want to, I really do. I just don't want to do it and then just leave you or expect you to wait for me or something."