It Felt Right 1/2
anonymous
July 11 2012, 22:55:07 UTC
Kim had decided around the time she graduated from high school (she wasn’t sure exactly when) that indeed, sometime before she left for college, she and Ron would have sexual intercourse for the first time. That was something she would like to happen: whenever that would happen to be. Her mother had said something like, “When you’re ready, you’ll know, and it’ll be right” when she had asked about it during that last year of high school, wanting to know about that sort of thing. Not that Ron had pressured her or anything like that, nor had she pressured him, but she did not want to jump into such a decision. Plus, she did not want them to regret it- this was someone she cared for and loved with all her heart; who had been there for her for most of her eighteen years of life- and she felt like they would be together for a long time
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It Felt Right 2/2
anonymous
July 11 2012, 22:57:37 UTC
“Sounds good,” Ron replied.
There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, but Kim did not blame him- she was ready, willing, and wanting but being nervous was okay. She was a bit nervous every time she went out into the field. She figured it was what you did with that nervousness that mattered.
“Are you sure?” she asked, to clarify. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to or not ready yet. No pressure, Ron.”
“I am,” Ron said.
She nodded and then said, “Let’s just- keep going and see what happens. And it’s okay to be nervous, okay?”
Ron nodded.
She kissed him again, her hand patting his cheek, and she noticed as she pulled away from the kiss again, he melted against her touch, a gentle smile on his face.
As things progressed, from kissing and breast touching, to Kim’s hand brushing against the front of Ron’s pants, and touching him, it was clear that it would happen. Maybe
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There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, but Kim did not blame him- she was ready, willing, and wanting but being nervous was okay. She was a bit nervous every time she went out into the field. She figured it was what you did with that nervousness that mattered.
“Are you sure?” she asked, to clarify. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to or not ready yet. No pressure, Ron.”
“I am,” Ron said.
She nodded and then said, “Let’s just- keep going and see what happens. And it’s okay to be nervous, okay?”
Ron nodded.
She kissed him again, her hand patting his cheek, and she noticed as she pulled away from the kiss again, he melted against her touch, a gentle smile on his face.
As things progressed, from kissing and breast touching, to Kim’s hand brushing against the front of Ron’s pants, and touching him, it was clear that it would happen. Maybe ( ... )
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