Wouldn’t dream of anything else.

“Of course, you are! I’m just still so amazed at how tonight has turned out. I mean I started out going to the dance with Katherine and here I am ending at your house as your boyfriend getting my…” you say, leaving off the last couple of words.

“Thing sucked,” Rebecca finishes, embarrassed to say the words too,

“You can say it you know,” you say teasing her at being so shy all of a sudden.

“Dick... sucked…” she adds blushing a bright shade of crimson.

You can’t help but laugh at how cute she is. Rebecca goes to kiss you, thrilled at having you officially as her boyfriend. You flinch and move your head away from her as you remember the cum all over her face.

“Oh oops! Forgot about that. I should really go and get cleaned up. Did you want to stay the night? My parents aren’t home, remember, just no funny stuff,” Becca asks you.

“Well no more in any case,” you reply.

“Yeah,” she agrees, smiling.

“I’d love to,” you tell her as she leads you to her room before head off to jump in the shower.

Rebecca’s room is what you would expect to find of a girl transitioning into womanhood. A first step you helped her take tonight. She has a double bed that is bound by a frilly bed curtain and a small collection of teddy bears that takes up a prime spot on the end of it. Whereas the walls once contained a collection of boy bands and actors, they have been removed in favor of simple cleanness.

Rebecca returns from the shower dressed in the same tracksuit pants and t-shirt with her hair tucked up under a shower cap. Her face now clean of all makeup and semen. Rebecca and you climb into bed together and cuddle up. You both stick to your words of no more funny business tonight.

The next morning, however, doesn’t seem to apply though when you wake up with some impressive morning wood. Rebecca the dutiful girlfriend is eager to help you out with it and gives you another blow-job just as fine as the first. This time she lets you take her tracksuit pants off and finger her as she sucks around your cock, her first orgasm still eluding the pair of you. This time you do the right thing and warn her of your orgasm. Rebecca quickly lying out on her back and lifting her shirt up so that you can kneel over her and stroke your cock as you cum all over her tits. A sight you will treasure from that day forth.

After the morning's activities, you make your way back over to your house after promising Rebecca you will see her over the weekend and give her a call tonight to work out details. Coming back into your house, your parents are at work and you manage to avoid your sister Heather by the time you get to your room and lock the door behind you with the cordless house phone.

You want to check how things went with your friends Michael and Lyndsay who you partnered up with Katherine and Carla respectively at the dance last night. You ring through to Michael’s parent's house and am put on the phone by his older sister. You're struck senseless by Michael saying that he and Katherine went all the way after the dance last night having sex at Katherine’s house when he dropped her home. You are completely surprised that Katherine would be like that and can’t help but imagine what might have happened with you and her, had you not changed partners to be with Rebecca last night. Still, you are completely happy with how your night turned out anyway.

Lyndsay on the other hand answers when you call his parents home and tells a much different tale from Michael. He and Carla stuck around at the dance for a while to help with cleaning up and then he had shared a cab home together, dropping Carla home before he went home himself.

Glad that both girls made it home safely and still a bit stunned by Katherine, you unlock your room to go replace the phone on the charge and open your door straight onto your sister who has been waiting outside for you to come out.

“Alright let’s hear what you got up to last night and tell me what on earth happened with you and Katherine or Rebecca or however it was,’ Heather demands, blocking the door to your exit. Looks like you will have to come clean with a story if you are ever to make it outside again.