Keep her comfortable

You don't want to push your luck.

You've already reenacted a scene straight from your sexual fantasies and deposited a load between Amy's tits; a feat that, if you were not as magically endowed as you are now, might ruin your friendship at best and land you in prison at worst. Though it's a short walk to Amy's home in your small town, you don't want to sour it with your crude attempts at seduction.

So, you rationalize, it's probably best to take your time with your friend. After all, even if you get so horny you can't stand it, there's an entire world of 'taken' holes for you to please yourself with out there. As you both walk, Amy looks your way as this thought crosses your mind and blushes demurely when she notices your re-hardening member. But she doesn't let go of your hand as you walk, surely that's a good sign, right?

"So," you begin with no small amount of awkwardness in the night air, "any big plans for tomorrow?" It's a sincere question, but, you realize, a foolish one, once her answer is quickly given:

"Hellooo, Earth to John, what do I do every Sunday of my life?"

Oh yeah, tomorrow is Sunday. Just like always she'll be in church, then Bible study until well into the afternoon. And for Amy's family, the rest of the night will be for family bonding purposes, be that games, movies, or whatever they can convince her teenage sisters to get excited about.

How could you have forgotten something so central in your best friend's life? The look on her face says she thinks you might have literally cum your brains out with Lin. Maybe she's right. But Amy laughs it off and you can tell she has a good attitude regarding your spaced-out state. You did just lose your virginity after all.

The walk continues with you both making idle chit-chat until you come to the bright red door of her modest-sized home. Her father, Daniel, has a good-paying job, but the Darrow family has several children, so their residence is a far cry from a mansion. When you let go of her hand and gesture for her to enter, she turns your way.

"John..." she starts, seemingly anxious.

"Happy Birthday! I hope it was good." She blushes adorably again. "I mean, I know it was good, but I wanted to give you a real gift. So here."

As quick as a flash, Amy stands on her tip-toes and pecks you unceremoniously on the cheek, then retreats like a scared rabbit into the safety of her home. You glance toward her retreating form in shock just in time to catch a brief sight of her generous ass, covered by her thin dress, until the door shuts behind her.

A text from Amy comes to your phone immediately:

Good night! See you Monday? Don't you dare tell anyone!

Wow, your first handjob, your first pussy, and now Amy's first kiss. What a birthday it's been.

With your phone still open you check the time. It won't be long until 11:30, but you're honestly pretty worn out and don't know whether you should get back in contact with Lin or not. If you don't, you'd better make your way home.