I slouched on to my bed my bed, it making a squeaky noise before quieting down.
I tried to go to sleep, but I was to focused on what happened at school.
I had bumped into my crush, the impact made us crash to the floor, accidentally leaning into his face. Stealing my first kiss away.
I didn't mind that he took my first kiss, I was bothered of how awkward it happened.
He was kinda rude and dislikeable, I brushed it off anyways.
(to get back on topic)Like I said, I didn't mind that he took my first kiss. It gave me some sort of comfort knowing it was him. Knowing that fact I started to feel something, something I hadn't felt in a little while.
I had felt pleased, without noticing I was pinching my boob.
(TBC)
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The Tentacle Under My Bed..
Randomthis is a hella smutty story I made cause of the hell of it at 3 am. might actually get into it