It was Amy’s big occasion, the day she was to be recognised for her photography and she’d chosen me as her date. At only sixteen, I wasn’t really prepared for a fancy gala at the Royal Photographic Society in Bristol, but it meant the world to her.
She’d worked hard and today she was going to accept the Young Photographer of the Year Award - the first step on a glittering career.
I’d known Amy for a couple of years and we’d grown close but never gone out. She had dated a friend of mine and my first real girlfriend had also been a classmate of Amy’s. But now we were both young and single - hell, we were only kids.
Tonight she looked magnificent, her hair pulled back and an amateur attempt at makeup paired perfectly with her with her blue and white flared dress - all a teenage boy could ever want. I felt inadequate but well dressed in a grey suit, tie and my favourite Church’s Oxfords.
Too young to drive, we had been driven to the event by Amy’s overtly-proud parents. Together we wandered around the exhibit, grabbing canapés and glasses of champagne from the silver trays as they glided by.
Finally, we reached the section dedicated to her. It was the first time she had seen her work blown up so large and on public display. Even to my non-expert eye, I could see the beauty in her pictures, a study of the seasons over Chepstow Castle. Everything from sunrises and sets to a meteor shower during the height of summer.
Her parents simply gushed at how proud they were of her and the hard work she’d put in.
Then the speeches began. The crowd gathered together looking at the podium. Amy being six inches shorter than me, stood in front with her parents to my right. As the speaker began talking about Amy and her work I felt an overwhelming sense of joy and emotion towards Amy.
Reaching forward I put my hands around her waist and hugged her.
“Well done,” I whispered, “you’ve done an amazing job - I’m so proud of you.”
She didn’t say a word and just pulled me tighter, stirring a growing stiffness in my trousers. Feeling my excitement, and out of sight of her parents, she reached her left hand behind her and squeezed my cock and balls. I didn’t know what to think but nearly came on the spot.
By 10 pm the ceremony was over. Amy had her award and a newly-won camera, now we were making our way home in her parents’ car. The journey was interminable, we sat in the back seat unable to talk about what had happened given the company we were in.
Arriving home Amy announced we were going to her room to watch a movie she had rented earlier in the day (yes an actual VHS from a rental store - those were the days). Her parents didn’t object, just saying not to stay up too late.
“I’m just going to get changed,” she said as we climbed the stairs. “See you in a couple of minutes.”
I dashed to my room and changed from my suit to my usual teenage uniform of jeans and a T-shirt.
Entering her room, where I’d been many times before, I saw she had put on a long T-shirt and shorts. We then did exactly as she had said and settled down on a pile of cushions on the floor to watch the movie.
We still hadn’t mentioned what happened at the gala and I was too shy to bring it up.
As we sat watching the newly-released Reservoir Dogs Amy leant on my shoulder, her head nestled gently next to mine. Reactively I put my arm around her and pulled her close.
I didn’t even notice as she placed her hand on my chest and rolled her leg over mine - suddenly that’s just where we were.
She looked up drawing my gaze and before I knew it we were kissing. Tentative at first, her lips barely brushed mine as she sought unspoken permission. As our lips parted I stared into her eyes and for the first time in my life saw longing - a sheer desire for me.
Bringing my hand to her cheek I drew her mouth to mine and kissed her deeply. Our tongues meeting for the first time, dancing around each other in a silent tango of lust.
Within seconds Amy twisted her body and climbed on my lap grabbing my face with both hands as her tongue probed the deepest recesses of my mouth.
“I want you,” she said in between passionate kisses, “I want you now.”
With a new sense of purpose, my hands slid down her back to her firm ass squeezing her well-defined cheeks as much as possible. I could feel her years of dressage and showjumping had certainly paid off.
Without hesitation she grabbed her top and pulled it clear, releasing her gorgeous breasts - the first I’d ever seen in the flesh.
“You like?” she asked coyly.
The expression on my face didn’t need translating and she was sure that I did.
Hardly believing my luck, I leant forward taking a tit in my mouth, all the time running my hands up and down her naked back as I pulled her to me. As I teased her nipples and fondled her boobs she moved away slightly lifting my T-shirt over my head.
For the first time, I was skin to skin with a semi-naked girl!
Amy could feel my desire growing and rubbed herself across my swollen cock as her tits pressed firmly into my chest.
Sitting topless on my lap she looked at me and whispered: “We need to be quiet, my parents are in the next room.”
Grabbing the top of my jeans she began unbuttoning them without a word. Instinctively I lifted my butt to make things easier for her.
There she was between my legs with just my boxers between her and my throbbing dick. A thousand thoughts raced through my mind. 'What do I do? Will she like my cock? Will I do it right? My god, I’m about to see a pussy!, What the fuck do I do with a pussy?' and many more.
But before I had a chance to process anything she whipped my boxers down and was staring at my package - at least she didn’t look disappointed!.
Taking it in her hand she bent down and guided it towards her mouth. It’s impossible to describe that initial sensation. The wet warmth of her mouth engulfing my swollen head, the feel of her breath against my balls, and the incredible sensation of her hand on my shaft. Each one a new and almost unbearable experience.
Within moments I could feel my balls grow tight and knew I was going to cum. Still too shy to say anything I simply grunted: “Ugh, ugh, ugh!” as I came in Amy’s mouth.
It clearly wasn’t her first time and despite no warning, she took every drop of my first ever load with someone else without flinching. Catching my breath I looked down and caught her eye as she sucked the last drop from my tip.
“That was incredi…” I started
“Was that your first time?” she asked with a smile.
I’m sure she already knew the answer but I stammered: “Yes… and it was…”
Before I finished she winked at me and stood up. Wearing just a pair of loose shorts and despite her diminutive stature, she towered over me.
“W-w-what now?” I mumbled.
Amy reached down and took my hand pulling me up and into a deep embrace, her heaving breasts pressed into my chest as her tongue darted into my mouth. Still (naively) unsure of what to do, my palms pawed across her naked back dragging her tighter and tighter to me.
Grabbing my hands Amy slammed them onto her ass, saying: “You really can’t take a hint can you?”
With our bodies locked together and my hands gripping her ass cheeks, we fell onto her bed. Our tongues battled as I explored her body.
Nervously, I slid my hand down her stomach towards her shorts, she didn’t resist for a second as my fingers dived beneath her waistband and into her underwear. Further down they went, through a mound of pubic hair and between her thighs.
I felt her warmth long before I reached it but her wetness was totally unexpected. As a virgin, the sheer excitement of reaching for her pussy was out of this world, regardless of whether I could see it or not.
The moment my fingers touched her soaking slit, Amy grabbed my face and kissed me deeply, her tongue diving into my mouth once more.
“Mmm,” she moaned as I slid my fingers down my very first cunt.
Eager to see what I was playing with, I pulled down her shorts and panties. The first thing that hit me was the intoxicating aroma, nothing like a boys’ changing room or my balls. A unique scent that begged me to get closer; a strong yet delicate fragrance, a mix of musk and passion, femininity and desire - totally unique and desirable.
Looking down I caught my first glimpse of a woman. She had a full mound of light brown pubes speckled with her own juices and then her pussy! I’d never seen anything like it outside of magazines and didn't really know what to do with it.
Sensing my panic, and confident beyond her years Amy looked at me and said: “Lick it.”
With a new-found confidence, I parted her legs further and moved between them, my face now inches from her hairy pussy. To this day, the scent of an aroused cunt is the most intoxicating smell I can imagine and I credit Amy for that.
Inhaling her aroma I dived in - still not knowing what I was doing - I ran my tongue her entire length before the taste hit me. The sweet tang of her juices was like nothing before. Imagine you’d taken the finest wine, some soft, sweet fruit and added desire. It was a taste I could enjoy every day for the rest of my life.
Feeling more like a gynaecologist than a lover I stared dumbstruck between her thighs. As they fell open her lips began to part revealing the delicate pink folds of her interior. Without thinking I simply opened her further and stuck my tongue deep inside and wiggled it around.
“Mmm, oh yes, mmm,” she moaned - clearly I was doing something right.
“Mmm, don’t stop, mmm,” she muttered as I slid first one, then another finger inside her - my god how wonderful that felt as her young passage clasped onto my exploring digits.
Now I was getting into my stride. She liked my tongue, and my fingers seemed to be working so I just kept going. Before I knew it she was moaning loudly (nearly too loudly), bucking her hips against my face as her pussy clamped on my fingers and her hot cum shot over my hand.
As I looked up I proudly, I saw Amy biting her lip and gripping her pillow tightly to avoid screaming out.
By now my cock was raging once again thanks to my youth. Amy reached to her bedside table and grabbed a condom. Ripping it open with her teeth she sat up and eased it onto my erection.