Diary of a Teenage Girl

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ronnie

jerimiah and i are at the mall. he said that he wanted to do something special.

i really wasn't dressed for anything special, but he shook his head and told me i looked fine.

"baby," he cooed, wrapping his arms around my thin waist and snuggling his nose through my straight hair. "are you hungry?"

i giggle, "a little. but whats the special thing planned?"

"you have to wait and see," he states. i grumble, and he gasps, "was that back talk missy?"

i take a few steps away, "maybe it was and maybe it wasn't."

he picks me up, throwing me over hid shoulder. i squeak, "put me down!"

he pokes my butt, "nah. i like the veiw."

i gasp, "jerimiah applegate! put me down!"

"ronnie ellington! no!" he mocks back and i pout.

"jer," i say and he sighs.

"baby let me carry you, i love to carry my girlfriend."

i groan, "fine!"

he chuckles and walks to the foodcourt. i could feel the judgemental glances that we were getting, but i didn't mind. being with jerimiah was perfect. he always made me smile and laugh at the stupidest things.

from his hazel eyes right down to his boney structure. he was absolutly perfect.

"i can sense the thinking," he says, and i feel myself get sat in a booth. "and i bet its about me."

i sigh, "yeah. just how perfect you are."

he rolls his eyes, "im not perfect. far from it."

"yeah, okay."

he takes my hands and rubs my knuckles, "you know how i keep asking for the next level?"

i nod.

"well," he sighs. "i really would love to do it with you, and i want you to be ready. so, i wont ask anymore until you say you want to. is that a fair deal?"

"jer id love to do it with you," i tell him. "im just scared."

he presses his lips to my hands, "i won't hurt you. not now or ever. ill make it okay i promise."

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after the mall, he drove us back to his house. his parents werent home (as per usual), and my body was pressed against him in his small couch.

the film we were watching, finding nemo, had ended and i bit my lip nervously. "jer?"

"hmm?" his eyes were still focused on the tv, trying to find another movie.

"yes," i say.

his eyebrows furrow, "yes...?"

he looks at me and i nod again smiling. his eyes widen in what i meant, "that yes! oh okay. um are you sure i-i mean i dont wanna pressure you or- really?"

i nod, and he picks me up walking to his bedroom.

*warning! sexual content! you do not have to read if you dont want to*

he laid me on his bed, my body bouncing slighly as i giggled. he smiled, peeling his shirt off, i followed in suit. he removed all of his clothes, kicking then into a pile in the cornor of his room. i stand, discarding my clothes also and throwing them with his own.

i hear him suck in a breath, "you are absolutly gorgeous."

i blush, walking over and crawling under the covers. he got under the cover also, hovering me and putting a kiss to my forehead before he looked down at my body.

"perfect," he whispered, kissing my tummy. i was always insecure over it, i always thought it wasn't small enough you know?

his lips land on mine and his hands cup my cheeks. he pulls away, spreading my legs and pulling me closer to him. "are y-you ready?"

i nod, smiling at his nervousness.

he pushes himself in, and i grip his shoulder whimpering. it hurt, but it wasnt unbearable. i feel him still and his lips press to mine again, i kiss back.

he starts to move his hips, and i let out a soft moan. i feel him perk up and he starts to thrust slowly.

i was a moaning mess.

he started to pick his pace up, and my nails ran down his back and chest on instinct.

soon, his thrusts started to get sloppy as a few cuss words left his mouth. i feel something build up, and i just let it out screaming his name. i feel him cum in me, and then pull out.

i smile, cuddling up to him and falling asleep.

i do think, i love jerimiah.