Hey, hows your tattoo and piercing holding up? Gabin texts me at 12am like if I was always readily available for him to talk to, except this time I was.
Good so far but my roommate doesnt like it very much. It feels weird to call Danny a roommate but its the least complicated way to explain my situation. I cant exactly casually bring up my dad always gone and my mom getting deported.
Oh, I didnt know you were in college.
Im not, Im still in high school, unfortunately. I sigh
Oh shit, but you must be like a senior or something cause I swear you look 21.
Yeah, I get that a lot, but Im a junior.
Well if it makes you feel any better, Im a senior in college.
It doesnt, but good to know.
Anything else about you that might surprise me?
I do crossfit.
Oh really? I used to, but I hurt my lower back really bad and havent gone since.
Oh wow, I hurt my lower back too like a year ago but it wasnt that bad so I came back as soon as possible. How long has it been?
Like 2 years, it still hurts sometimes when I crack my back the wrong way.
How do you crack your back wrong? I smile like a giddy child at my brightly lit screen in the darkness of my bedroom.
I dont know, twisting too far.
I wouldnt know, Im flexible.
Wow, so than whoever has sex with you must be lucky. I feel a sinking feeling come over me as I read and reread the text over and over again. My heart began to pound and I tried my best to do some deep breathing exercises to calm myself down.
Im not really big on sex.
How come? Its amazing. I'm sure it is
I chew on my bottom lip nervously, contemplating spilling all of my traumas right here like if he wasnt a stranger. I dont have much experience and the little experience I have wasnt amazing. Its a partial truth.
Do you have any plans for tonight? He asks me out of the blue
Its 12am and Im texting you, what do you think? I chuckle to myself curious to what hes planning
Let me take you out on a date before I show you how its done. My heart pounded against my chest at the thought of Gabin touching me in such a way, Im scared to touch even myself in that way.
Im intrigued. What were you thinking of doing? I felt a quick glimpse of who I used to be, fearless and carefree. I would used to speak bluntly of what was on my mind without a worry about the consequences and although it may not have been smart it is a hell of a lot better than now where I overthink everything I want to say before I say it.
To you? Fuck, what dont I wanna do to you I bite my plump full bottom lip trying to hide the smile that wanted to creep over me.
Give me an idea.
I wanna kiss those lips of yours, I wanna soak your panties wet before I unravel every article of clothing you're wearing so I could give you kisses all over, I wanna lick your pussy clean and choke you while I pound my dick inside your tight wet pussy. I find myself getting hot while simultaneously trying to push away the images of that night, a confusing mix of simulations and lack thereof.
Sounds nice Itd be even nicer if I knew how its supposed to feel like everybody else. I thought to myself
What do you say? Youll let me pick you up and show you how a real fucking is done after a nice date?
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Nothing But A Memory
Ficção AdolescenteNatassia a 17 year old Cuban-American that stands at 5'3 with short red hair, rose gold septum, full lips and sparkling honey brown eyes, could have never predicted the sharp twist and turns her life would take in the span of only a few months. Nata...
