"Tonight is the night." Valentina sighed to herself. Her ears were still ringing from the thumping dance music from the prom. Her hair was still crusted with hair spray and her makeup was still perfect. She doffed her pajama bottoms and t-shirt and meticulously slipped into the satin turquoise and black lace teddy, complete with black stockings. She had slyly purchased this the same day she bought her prom dress. She intentionally chose a color similar to her dress.
Val stared at her 18 year old, 5' 6" frame in her full-length mirror. It was mid-May but her skin was a deep copper, thanks to 15 minutes in a tanning booth and her half Mediterranean, half Venezuelan genes. Her 34D breasts were barely contained by the satin cups and were pushed up to create beautiful orbs. She gave her shoulder-length bob-cut black hair a toss and smiled. Her teeth glowed in the low light of her bedside light.
"This is it Val." She shrugged off any inhibitions and pulled on her bathrobe, taking time to make sure no evidence of her lingerie was evident and pulled on a pair of long socks to hide the stockings.
She crept out of her room and down the long hallway to the main staircase. Her parents were probably already asleep. Content in knowing that their daughter was in her room while her longtime boyfriend was sleeping in the basement apartment.
Val and Beau have been dating for about year, Beau was actually almost 20 and a virgin too, but they never went further than the occasional blowjob and pussy fingering. Both of their families were devout Catholics and this was the first real relationship for both of them. Lately, things had started to escalate. Nancy, Valentine's younger sister, had admitted to being sexually active with her boyfriend. Val and Nancy's mother, a doctor, immediately put her on birth control. What was more shocking to Val was that she seemed okay with it, as long as Nancy didn't get pregnant, their parents didn't seem to care. It was at this time that Val started to talk to Beau about having sex. He was still hesitant. "But not tonight Beau. Tonight, you're going to fuck me into womanhood."
Val continued creeping through the dark house. In the back room, a door connected the main house to the lower level, a basement apartment, solely occupied by the sleeping Beau. As her fingers grasped the knob, she slowly turned it. It made a slight squeak, barely audible over the roaring sound of Valentine's quickly beating heart.
Valentine crept through the door, took two steps down and closed the door behind her. She continued down the steps, and as she descended, her heart started beating faster and faster.
At the bottom of the steps, she pulled off her socks, and hung her bathrobe on the bannister.
She could hear Beau's slow breathing from inside the bedroom. She was sure in his wildest dreams, he'd never imagine what was waiting for him not ten feet away.
Val entered the bedroom, crossed the room and stood at the bottom of the bed.
"Beau" she cooed.
"Hmm?" Beau stirred, slowly sat up in bed, not entirely sure, but he thought someone or something was at the bottom of his bed. "Val?"
"Yes my love." She purred.
"What's the matter hon?"
"Beau, I have a surprise for you"
"What is it?"
Valentine crawled onto the king-sized bed and kneeled next to her love. She drew out his right hand from under the covers and pressed his fingers onto her satin-covered waist, up her stomach and to her breasts, she took the other hand and put it around to her thong-covered ass.
"What's this, Val?"
"This? This is for you and this..." Valentine reached down into the covers and grabbed the shaft of Beau's rising cock, "...this is for me."
Val threw the covers off the bed revealing Beau wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and threw her leg over Beau's torso, straddling his waist. She leaned down and started kissing him deeply and passionately.
"I want you to fuck me Beau, right now!"
