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I ALWAYS told myself I was going to lose my virginity when I was married– or at least when I was a fully grown woman.
Yet here I am at 16, making out with my boyfriend, with the intentions to have sex.
To be honest though, I only told myself I'd save myself for marrige because I was scared abut what my parents would think if I didn't. I know I'm not exactly a virgin, thanks to Walter, but I still choose to call myself one. Virginity is a social construct anyways.
Peter locks the door while he keeps his other hand on my waist, still kissing me. We managed to make it past May, who was cooking in the kitchen with her earplugs in, so she didn't suspect a thing.
It felt a little weird to be making out with him while he's in his Spider Man uniform but I could get used to it. After all, the spandex really does a wonder on his muscles.
He tucks his fingers under my shirt and hands move up from my waist all the way to my ribcage. Peter then unclips my bra and I help him take it off without my shirt being removed. When his hands go a little further up to touch them, I back away from him a little.
"What's wrong?" He asks, concern laced in his tone. "Am I going to fast?"
"It's not that." I shake my head. "It's just...they're small."
I can't believe these words are coming out of my mouth.
"I don't give a fuck if they're A's or double D's." He says while lightly brushing my nipples with his thumbs, activating my second heartbeat. "I just want you."
I swallow and nod at him, giving Peter permission to go all the way and fully touch them. I try my best to hold in my sounds of pleasure, since we can't risk May hearing us.
He backs me up onto his bed and I sit down on it with my legs slightly open. Peter takes my legs and makes me lay down on the bed while he gets on top of me. Before he even touches me again though, he asks;
"Are you sure?"
"This is the 6th time you've asked me that, Peter." I chuckle. "Yes, I'm sure."
"Alright." He takes a deep breath before pressing the spider logo on his uniform, making the suit deflate off of him and leaving Peter in his boxers only.
Definitely a sight to behold.
He takes my shorts and underwear off slowly and I can tell he's a little nervous too from how deep he's breathing.
He's about to be deep in me in a few minutes.
Stop it, Jordyn.
Peter reaches out to take my shirt off as well but I shake my head, making him stop immediately.
"I don't want to take it off." I admit.
"That's fine." He smiles at me. "I don't need to see them to have sex with you."
