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Trust and Kisses
🕑 Added 2018-09-18 01:01:46 +0000 UTC "Come here."Allie gave me a look. Nervous. Blushing. Fuck, she was cute. I took her by the hand and led the way over to my bed. This was our fourth date. Well, Allie would never call it a date. She hated the idea that she was gay; that was her parents' fault. I pulled her onto my bed and sat her down on my thighs, so she was facing me. It was the most intimate situation we had ever been in.
"Don't look so scared."
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"It's 2018, our pets have cameras and a cheeto is president, reeling in power after power of surveillance, how am I not going to be scared? if my parents find out.."
She was pouting, so I stopped, and her pout spread to me too. Contagious pouting, the new plague of the new millennium, apparently.
"They'd never let me see you again..."
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"You're twenty years old. You don't need their permission."
"But I need their money if I want to go to school," she said flatly. I sighed. I hated her parents...
"Allie, you're... you're just so cute all the time. The way you part your hair. The cute floral shirts. The tight jeans. The smile on your lips. Your beautiful, gorgeous pink lips..."
I looked up at her with big brown eyes.
"I can't help it..." I leaned in, so our lips almost touched. Self-restraint was never something I was good at.
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There was a lot she was going to find out about me that day. Not from the kiss itself, but aftwrward. She was kissing my lips when she lifted my shirt, and I didn't even realize it. She was kissing me and I was allowing myself to kiss her, too, I had my hand behind her neck and her knees under my body little ass - less bony today, on account of some poor planning. And my jeans rode down, too, not something I expected or anticipated to even be an issue, except that she'd set her camera up on a timer to get a picture of us kissing so I'd see how cute we looked together.
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The camera clicked. The kiss broke and I smiled widely. Gosh, that was... heavenly...
"What was that sound?" she asked, scanning the corner of my desk, until she saw my camera. Her eyes went wide.
"Relax! I just wanted to show you how cute we are. And then I'll delete it."
I stuck out my tongue and climbed out from under her. I clicked a few buttons on the camera and pulled up the picture, just as I sat back down with Allie on the side of the bed.
"See? Look at that! You're telling me that isn't the cutest thing you've ever seen?"
But then I noticed something else. Her jeans had ridden down and I'd pulled her shirt up just a little too high. And there, on the picture, was her underwear. But it didn't look like underwear...
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"I have to go."
I was in a panic, a high panic, the sort of panic that other panics wish they could be. She'd taken my picture, I'd been seen kissing her, we looked cute and all, yes, but also she... my... I pulled up the hem of my jeans and tried to push past my girlfriend, but she grabbed me and held me the way she was so good at.
"It's not. You're not. It's. I gotta go..." I was about ready to cry now.
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"Hey, hey, it's okay!" I held up my camera for her to see and deleted the picture. "Look, it's gone!" She gave me a fearful look. A curious look. Because she was wondering if I saw. Of course I saw. But I didn't let on that I had.
"We were cute, weren't we?" She didn't answer. "Yes, we were," I answered for her. "So let's kiss some more." After a moment of contemplation, she let herself relax. I helped her down on my lap and kissed her on the lips. This time, I could definitely feel the telltale puffiness of her diaper. I could hear it crinkle when she moved. But she'd tell me when she was ready. She really was so damn cute.
