"Oh Hey, Mom.."
Sept. 4th, 2015 ❤.
I was completely out of words for what had happened yesterday. I've had my first kiss with my fake boyfriend. I didn't have a lot of experience, but he was a great kisser. Last night we slept on the couch again, I was hoping we would get out today so I could meet new people before school starts.
The past couple days has been a blur, my mom should be coming soon, but she hasn't left me any text messages, or voicemails. I hope she was okay."Hey Beautiful." Jake gets up from the couch, scratching his hair. He was shirtless, with sweat pants on. If we hadn't been on the plane together I would've thought that he doesn't own any clothes.
"Hey.." I mumble.
"What's wrong?" He walks behind me grabbing me by my waist. He kisses my neck, and I moan. "What was that?" he laughs. I turn around so that we're face to face, and he pushes me up so that my legs are around his waist, and my hands around his neck. Holding me tightly, he walks upstairs and I push the door to my bedroom open, he carefully drops me down on the bed, making me fall on my back while he continued kissing me. He lifted up my tank top and then unclipped my bra. He kisses me down low, and starts coming back up with the kisses until he reach my mouth.
"I-i-i'm a virgin." I blurt out before he could go any farther.
"Well good.. I'll be your first." He smirks. He slid down his pants, and before I could ask him where was the condom he slipped it into me. He began riding me, and it hurt. "You're tight." He groans. He started going faster, his body felt perfect against mine. After minutes of riding me, he got off of me and lays down next to me. "I'm sorry I forgot a condom."
"Its okay" I reply, I feel tears start to roll down, and so I sit up. It wasn't okay, what if I became pregnant? I wasn't on any shots or pill, he didn't use a condom, I do believe that he pulled out fast enough before anything could happen though.
"Are you regretting what we just did?" He sits up next to me, kissing on my neck.
"No. of course not." I push him back onto the bed, laying on top of him, kissing him, going down farther as I continue to kiss him, I soon reach his "friend" and I hold it. I look back up at him and smile.
"You're such a teaser." He smirks.
"Oh really?" I began sucking his friend, and he moans. He likes that huh?
Bang.
"Oh my god is that my mom?" I jump up and his eyes get wide, "I heard a door close "
"I heard it too." He helps me put my shirt back throwing my bra under the bed, we grab a book that was on the floor beside the bed and we lay down with our clothes fully on, but he was still shirtless. I cuddle with him.
"Once upon a tim--"
The book didn't start anything like that. So I laugh.And then my door opens.
"Oh, Hey mom."
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Not Another Cinderella Story.
RomanceI want the "fairytale" romance where you fall in love with eachother, and all that other romantic junk. But I also want to be thrown against the wall, and be fucked until I scream. Is that too much to ask for? •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°...