Down by the river side.

The final songs of the night began to play. The energy in the gym had changed. Everyone was still dancing, but there was a sense that the night was winding down. Teachers were beginning to move around the edges of the room, and the lights had come up slightly.

Kat was still beside me. Her hand hadn't left mine for most of the last hour. “This went fast,” she said.

“Way too fast.”

She smiled. “I don't really want it to end.”

“Neither do I.”

The DJ announced the final song. A collective groan went through the room.

Michael threw his arms into the air. “This is discrimination!”

Lyndsay laughed. “Man, they've got to close eventually.”

Kat looked at me. “We don't have to go straight home, do we?”

I raised an eyebrow. “What are you thinking?”

She leaned closer so she didn't have to compete with the music. “There's that river lookout near the old boat ramp.”

I knew the place immediately. “By the walking track?”

“Yeah.”

“At this time?”

She smiled. “It's not exactly a crime to look at the stars.”

I grinned. “So you want to keep the date going?”

“I want to keep tonight going.”

That answer did something to me. “Then let's do it.”

The final song ended. Everyone applauded, whistled and groaned as the DJ switched off the music. We collected our things and made our way outside with the rest of the students.

Michael caught up with us near the entrance. “You two heading home?”

I glanced at Kat. She gave me a tiny shake of her head.

“Not yet.” I said.

Michael's eyebrows rose. “Oh?”

“Don't,” I warned him.

He raised both hands. “I said nothing.”

Lyndsay gave us a knowing smile. “Have a good night, you two.”

“Thanks.”

Kat said goodbye to Carla, while Michael and Lyndsay headed off towards their ride.

Rebecca was noticeable in her absence.

Kat waited until they were gone. “Ready?”

I squeezed her hand. “Ready.”

The river was almost completely deserted when we arrived. The city lights shimmered across the water, and the noise of the dance was already beginning to feel like something that had happened hours ago. Kat sat on the low concrete wall overlooking the river. I sat beside her. For a while neither of us spoke. We didn't need to. That night, I felt we had achieved something far greater than I could have hoped for at the start of the evening.

Then Kat looked across at me. “I can't believe tonight actually happened.”

“Which part?”

She smiled. “All of it.” She counted on her fingers. “You nearly forgot the dance.”

“True.”

“You showed up looking surprisingly good.”

“Thanks.”

“You gave me a flower.”

“Also true.”

“You actually danced.”

“Eventually.”

“You requested my favourite song.”

I grinned.

“And then…” She trailed off.

“And then?”

She looked at me. “You kissed me.”

“I think that happened before the song requests.” I laughed.

Kat elbowed me in the ribs “I’m listing them out! Not recounting them in chronological order.”

I reached out and put my arm around her again, drawing her back in close to me.

“That still feels strange,” she said.

“Good strange?”

“Very good strange.”

She rested her head against my shoulder. I leaned down and gave her a kiss on the top of her head. We sat like that for a while, listening to the water down below us.

Eventually Kat broke the silence. “Do you know what I want?”

“What?”

“I want to remember tonight.”

I looked down at her. “You will.”

“No. I mean properly.”

She reached into her handbag and pulled out one of the photographs from earlier. The photographer had printed a small sample for us. It was the picture of us looking at each other. She studied it.

“We've got this.”

She turned it around. “But that's not enough.”

I smiled. “What else do you want?”

She looked up at me.

“A whole collection.”

“Of what?”

“Us.” She laughed at herself. “Photos. Dates. Stupid memories. Things we can look back on when we're old and embarrassing.”

“You're planning that far ahead already?”

“Maybe.” She nudged me. “Unless you don't want to.”

I shook my head. “I do.”

She smiled. “Good.”

I took her hand. “So what's our next date?”

She thought about it. “Breakfast.”

“Breakfast?”

“Tomorrow morning. Or this morning, I mean,” Kat said, remembering what time it was.

“That's soon.”

“Exactly.” She grinned. “There's a café near the river that does ridiculous pancakes.”

“Sold.”

“Then the cinema.”

“Okay.”

“And maybe…” She paused.

“What?”

“Something spontaneous.”

“Such as?”

She gave me a mischievous smile. “I haven't decided yet.”

I laughed. “That's not a plan.”

“It is. It's just a mysterious plan.”

She leaned closer. “We've got time.”

I looked at her. “Yeah.”

Her fingers intertwined with mine. “That's the bit I like.”

“What?”

“Knowing we don't have to rush this.”

I smiled. “Then we won't.”

She rested her head against me again. The night was quiet around us. No music. No crowd. No friends shouting across the room. Just the two of us, sitting beside the river after our first real date. Kat was quiet for a moment; I was sure she was just thinking about the evening as I was. Then she gave a little laugh.

“Remember how I said the sex was going to be bad?”

I laughed. “I will never be able to forget that.”

She covered her face for a second. “I seriously can't believe I actually said it.”

“You brought it up.”

“Fair.”

She lowered her hands and looked at me. Her expression was different now. More nervous. More serious.

“Well…” She paused. “I want to find out.”

I looked at her. “You're sure? You just said we don’t have to rush anything.”

She nodded. “I think so. Sex and losing our virginity after the school dance is like a Cannon Event. It’s a predetermined, inescapable life moment we have to go through to shape us into the people we’re to become.”

“Oh, so no pressure then.” I got another elbow in the ribs for that. “You don't have to.” I soothed. “There’s no pressure.”

“I know.” She took my hand. “But I want to.” There was another silence. Then she smiled, a little nervously. “Besides, we've already established that neither of us knows what we're doing.”

“That is true.”

“So…” She leaned closer. “Maybe we can be bad at it together.”

I laughed softly. “That actually makes me feel better.”

“Good.” She kissed me.

I wished I could say that Kat and my first time had been somewhere romantic. Like in a Parisian hotel overlooking the Eiffel Tower. Not on top of my jacket down by the river near the old boat ramp.

Kat hopped down from the wall and took my hand to follow her. She led us a short way from where we’d been sitting and down into a copse of trees just by the water's edge. I took my jacket off and laid it out on the ground to give us something to lie on. It was tight for the pair of us on the patch of fabric. I was nervous to begin with, but when Kat pulled down the zipper on the front of her leather dress, my concerns were very quickly forgotten. She’d worn no bra under the skin-tight dress, and I could see in the wan moonlight that she was exposed. I leaned down and kissed her chest. The cold air she’d released it into had made her nipples hard. Kat gasped and moaned softly as I continued to caress her with my lips.

Kat was bolder than me when she started to reach for the fly in my trousers and undid it. I’d come alive down there already, and she easily closed her hand around my hard erection. It was my turn to gasp as Kat started to stroke me in my pants. Not to be left behind, I guided my own hand under her dress and up between her legs. I could feel moisture leaking through her tiny satin g-string. I thumbed the material to the side and began to gently rub around her slippery lips. Kat started to tug faster at my cock when I slid a finger into her pussy and started to work it back and forth. I really had no idea what I was doing, but Kat sure seemed to find enjoyment in it. I tried for a second finger, but she was too tight, and Kat still had something she wanted to try.

“Take these off,” Kat panted as she shook the material of my slacks. “I’m ready,” she told me.

The amount of fluid her virgin pussy had leaked onto my hand sure indicated she was ready.

I got my pants off, and we had a brief moment of confusion when Kat realised she had to undo her sole suspender clip first in order to get her bright blue g-string off. She’d kept her dress on and I my shirt as I repositioned myself over here.

“Wait. I brought something for this,” I told Kat as I fished inside the jacket pocket next to her ribs and brought out the condoms Heather had given me.

I didn’t want it to seem like I thought Kat was going to be easy tonight or I’d rated my chances too highly, but she didn’t judge at all other than to say, “See. Cannon Event. It was meant to be,” as I rolled the rubber on.

I looked down and saw Kat had a perfect triangle of dark pubic hair shaved onto her mound as I hunted for my target. Kat held her legs wide and her body perfectly still as I found the centre of her gash and wedged my head against it. She moaned as I started to ease her lips apart, pressing my fat crown inside her petite body. I encountered resistance almost as soon as my dome was inside.

“Don’t stop,” Kat pleaded as I pushed down harder with my hips.

She squealed as I broke through and fell a full couple of inches inside her pussy. My cock was suddenly taken in by her hot and tight kitty. The pressure on my shaft was considerable, and it took some effort to get the rest of my hard cock inside her tight cunny.

“Are you ok?” I asked once I was fully embedded in Katherine.

She nodded enthusiastically to me. “Just… whoa, that’s big!”

I wasn’t, but Kat had nothing to compare it to. Still, it gave me a healthy boost to my pride to hear it. I was glad we were in an isolated spot, as Kat was rather loud as I began easing backwards for a second stroke. She pulled me down tight on top of her as I pressed back in. Her spiked choker stabbed me in the side of my neck. It was just a minor distraction of pain as I felt an unworldly amount of pleasure coming from my groin.

It took a couple of minutes of gentle presses before Kat was ready for something harder. She’d released me from her stranglehold so that she could look intensely up into my face. She used her right hand to stroke the side of my jaw as she insisted I go faster.

That was pleasure on a whole other level. It started to feel unbelievably good as I picked up pace and began driving my cock into Kat’s pussy with gusto. Kat seemed to enjoy it as much as I did, as she soon wanted it harder when I began bottoming out all the way down at the limit of her channel.

For about close to a full minute, I gave up on controlling myself any longer and ended up fucking Kat at close to maximum intensity. She began crying out half the way through as she lost control of her body and climaxed in whole-body shudders. I was locked down by Kat’s pussy as she became bulldog tight on my cock. The throbbing of her vagina walls stood the hairs up on the back of my neck as my balls started to contract also. I was suddenly dumping my seed inside Kat as I went from stable to full-blown meltdown in the space of 10 seconds.

We held onto each other for dear life as we came together. Our voices joined together to bark out our desires. I was still sending pulses of cum through the length of my cock when Kat pushed me out of her as she became overstimulated. She quivered on the ground in front of me as I used a hand to keep myself upright as I jerked in the last moments of my orgasm.

I dropped onto my back next to Kat as I waited for her to recover. She soon did and rolled over so she was diagonally across my chest, hugging me tight. I held her amazing body and gently ran a hand over her naked bum as we took stock of what had just happened. It was the greatest single event of my life so far, and I hoped it had been equally as memorable for Kat as well.