You're a popular girl at your school. But you and your friends are the nice popular people.
Joey Birlem is the new boy in your homeroom and all your classes. He's quiet, and doesn't really speak to anyone, until you approach him.
You smiled, as you stared at your reflection in the mirror. You were wearing this-
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You sighed, swooning over your heart, knowing that you were going to see Joey at school today and after school today.
As you walked to science, which you had first (it's Monday, remember?), Joey caught up with you in the hallway.
"You know, you would look better if you were wearing sweatpants, a t-shirt and my hoodie," Joey grins.
"Shut up, Joey," you roll your eyes.
"Can you change into that after school? I mean, you look sexy now, but... You would look even sexier if-"
"Um, excuse me, I wasn't put on this Earth to please you," you interrupt him.
"That's no fair... I was sort of put on this Earth to impress you," Joey says quietly.
"No you weren't. You were put on this Earth to repopulate," you corrected him.
"Exactly, which means first I must impress you with my massive-"
"Enough! I do not want to know about your massive... whatever you were going to say," you say.
"Dick?" he cackled at you.
"Joey, you're probably like, four inches. Shut up," you snap sarcastically.
"Try six and a half," he corrects.
"Bull."
"See it for yourself then."
"I'll pass."
"You wouldn't," he challenges.
You bite your lip.
"Ooh, I see. You would enjoy seeing my dick?" he teases you.
"Joey... shut up about your dick. Nobody wants to know about it," you say.
"Except you."
"You suck."
"My dick," he finishes.
"You wish."
"I do," he smirks.
"Well, keep dreaming, buddy," you reply.
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*AFTER SCHOOL, AT HOME, WITH JOEY*
*WARNING SMUT*
"Hungry?" you ask.
"No," he responds.
"Thirsty?" you ask.
"Very," he smirks, and you realise that he means... something else.
"Here then," you say, then shove a glass of water in his hands.
"I'm thirsty for something else, baby."
"Clearly," you mutter under your breath, then say, "Sorry, we only have water."
"I can make do," he says, then walks slowly up to you and wraps his arms around your waist.
"Joey..." you say, then he leans in and kisses you gently.
Before you know it, his warm tongue slides into your mouth and is battling against your tongue. He picks you up, and your legs go around his waist, making sure not to break the kiss, as he carries you to the couch.
Joey pulls you onto his lap, and you can feel how hard he is.
"I guess you're not four inches," you mutter, smiling, through the kiss.
"Would I lie?" he smiles back, then starts taking off your shirt.
"Joey," you say as he kisses your neck.
"Please don't tell me your parents are coming home," he mumbles.
"No," you say, "not for an hour."
"Then what, baby?"
"I... well..."
"What's wrong?" he asks, pulling away and looking at you, "You okay?"
"I'm a virgin," you say, your cheeks flushing red.
"It's okay, love, I'll go soft," he whispers, then pulls off his shirt and shorts.
You pull of your jeans clumsily, then he pulls you onto him again. He then flips you over, as you're laying on the couch. He kisses you and grinds on you, making you moan in pleasure, as you can feel his member pushing up against you.
"Hold on," he says, then goes to his bag and puts on a condom.
In this time, you're adjusting your bra and underwear. He takes it off as soon as he sees you.
You cover your boobs, feeling self-conscious.
"Babe, it's okay," he says, taking your hands away, "you're a girl. They're just boobs."
This makes you feel so much better, as he pulls off your underwear. He goes down and licks you. You moan, and tug slightly on his hair on his head and run your hands through it.
"Joey," you moan.
You push his head slightly, as he continues to lick you.
By this time, you're already really wet.
"Joey, stop teasing me," you giggle, and he comes up and adjusts his member to you.
"Ready, love?"
"Yeah."
"Tell me to stop if it hurts," he says, then enters.
It hurts, like someone had stabbed you really hard in the vagina. You wince and begin to feel tears in your eyes, as Joey looks at you in concern.
"Baby, I'll stop," he says.
"No, do it," you say, and he hesitates. "Just go in, Joey, I'm fine."
He enters you again, and soon the pain turns to pleasure as you both reach your highs.
"Fuck, Joey," you moan, "I'm gonna cum."
"Alright go babe, I'm ready too," he moans, as you both cum.
He licks you clean, and you both get dressed, because your parents will be home soon.
Joey kisses you on the neck, as you both make your way to your bedroom.
When you open your phone, you see messages from Mark.
mark: hey, just passed your house. i heard really loud... noises? just making sure you're okay...?
mark: okay y/n are you okay seriously reply now
You sigh, and message back-
y/n: Joey was tickling me and it turned into a pillow fight. Everything's fine.
"Who you texting, baby?" Joey asks.
"Mark. Apparently he heard us," you respond and Joey stares at you in shock.
"You didn't tell him, right?"
"Do you think I'm an idiot? No way. I just told him you were tickling me and it turned to a pillow fight," you replied.
"Yeah, I was tickling you," he smirked sarcastically, "And it turned to a pillow fight."
