The door was open a crack. Beyond it seemed dark, though when I opened the door wider I could see that the curtains were slightly parted, letting in the late evening light. Out here it seemed to stay light until nearly midnight.

The sight which greeted me was a stark reminder that I was entering the room of a young girl on the verge of womanhood. Clothes were strewn on every available surface, though the floor remained remarkably clear of obstruction, at least the part if it I could see. The scent was delightful, a mix of young girl, and some sort of fruity smell, like strawberry flavoured bubblegum, and the sharp intrusion just at the last of something more adult, like her first bottle of perfume, perhaps. All this was taken in in the first half second of entering her room.

Since we were alone in the house, there was no real reason to shut the door behind me. I did so anyway, because I had a feeling Jessica would prefer it that way. For the first time I looked across the room, to where her bed lay along the far wall. Despite the heat of the evening, the bedclothes were drawn up to the level of her chin. A pair of eyes, wide open in the dark, shone out - she was watching me. There was no reason to suspect she would be asleep, but it was still a surprise to see how clearly I could see her looking at me.

I walked over to the bed and knelt down beside it.

'Hey,' I whispered. Again, no need as there was no-one to hear us, but it seemed fitting to be quiet.

'Hey,' she replied, a hint of nervousness in her voice. I knew how she felt.

'Shall I come in with you, then?'

She nodded her head, and drew back the covers. I got up and squeezed onto the single bed next to her. She was wearing pyjamas, a top and trouser pairing. I'd seen them earlier as she walked to the bathroom to brush her teeth, so despite the monochrome light of the room, I knew the close-fitting top was light pink, and the slightly more baggy trousers were a pink check pattern. She lay on her back, looking up at me with those shining eyes. Leaning up on one elbow I loomed over her, our proximity forced by the narrow bed, but not unwelcome. Her mouth hung open, and she breathed heavily through it, the tension in her clear to see. Each exhalation washed my face with the sweet spearmint smell of her toothpaste. I let my free hand rest on her tummy, little finger alighting on the thin strip of skin between her top and her trousers, and leaned in to kiss her.

Though we had kissed before, a few times in fact, this was different, more charged with eroticism. She and I both knew that we would go further tonight, that this would be the last night of innocence in our relationship. She had asked for it, in a roundabout way. I'd had to take a chance on the message she gave me, but given that she seemed to be expecting me, and was now kissing back with passion, I realised I'd guessed right. How far she wanted to go was a mystery to me, though.

With our lips still locked together, I started slowly moving my hand on her tummy. Though she was beginning to develop into a young woman, Jess had been a bit of a tomboy for years, running around and climbing trees instead of playing with dolls or riding ponies. That had left her well toned, and I gloried in the feel of her taut, smooth stomach beneath my fingers. Whenever I dipped a hand lower I could feel her muscles tighten, and she would make a little mewing noise in the back of her throat.

I pulled my mouth away from hers and looked into her eyes, giving her the opportunity to object as my hand crept upwards beneath her top. She said nothing, just stared back at me until my hand closed over her budding right breast. When my thumb grazed across her nipple, Jessica's mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled up behind her half-closed lids. I swiped back and forth a couple of times, drawing little gasps from her each time, and then took the tiny nipple between thumb and forefinger, tweaking it around and around. Jessica arched her back to push her nipple into my hand, and licked her dry lips. Without asking, I reached down and started drawing her top up her body.

Jessica signalled her compliance by raising her arms over her head. She sat up a little to let me pull the top over her head and off, and lay back down with her arms covering her chest. I discarded the unnecessary clothing and put my hand back on her stomach. Almost the instant I did so Jess's hands fell to her sides, granting me access. In the dim light, it was hard to see how developed she was, but it was clear the little bumps were topped by girl-like nipples, which hadn't grown much yet.

I couldn't resist leaning forward and taking her right breast into my mouth, applying gentle suction and letting my tongue flick across the hard little nipple. Jess let out a much louder groan this time, tinged by an insistent tone. She was getting very worked up.

My left hand crept slowly down Jess's body. Her tummy was rock hard as she pushed her upper body against the mouth which covered her breast. I carried on lower, my hand roving over the waistband of her pyjama bottoms, coming to a rest with her prominent mound in the palm of my hand. Jess make a little half gasp, half whimper noise, and as I applied a little downward pressure I could feel her thighs squeeze together around the tips of my fingers, and then release. Her legs parted slightly, giving me permission to continue, and I pushed my middle finger down between them.

The heat from her sex was astonishing. The crotch of her pyjamas was damp, too, her sexual arousal clear. My finger pushed the soft cotton between the folds of her vulva, relishing in the feel of the rubbery lips resisting my efforts. Girls' lips are so different to those of adults, so much neater, and so much firmer. Jessica was blessed with a large clitoris, too, which protruded from the lips of her sex, and was easy to manipulate. When I did so, Jess made a little growling noise in the back of her throat, and her hands came up to grab my head as it ministered to her breasts. It wasn't a sign to stop - rather, she was holding on for dear life.

I continued to abuse her clit, mashing it back and forth against her pubic bone, causing Jess's legs to writhe and her hips to twist this way and that. I was beginning to think about moving my hand up and getting it down the front of Jessica's pyjamas when, with an 'oh' of surprise, Jessica came. Her thighs clamped tight together, and she pushed herself hard against my probing finger. I could feel the material becoming sodden beneath my touch, and thought how wonderful it would be to taste that nectar as it flowed from her body.

When Jess had come down from her high, releasing the hair she had nearly torn clean out of my head, there was a broad, sleepy smile on her face. I leaned in to give her a kiss and she returned it half-heartedly, already well on the way to sleep. I covered her over, leaving her top on the floor, and left her there with a peck on the cheek to say goodnight.

I almost ran to the bathroom, and with my dick barely free of my jeans brought my finger to my nose and exploded into the basin with the smell of Jessica's musty sex filling my nostrils.