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HIS FIRST TIME

Author: Tomi
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 00:38:49

I stood in front of the mirrored elevator doors, smoothing down the hem of the bubblegum-pink dress that barely reached mid-thigh. Why the hell am I doing this? The question looped in my head like a bad song. Three thousand dollars. That was the answer, but it felt too clean, too transactional for what I was about to walk into. My stomach twisted with nerves, but there was something else underneath it now—a low, curious heat I hadn’t expected when this whole thing started. And maybe the effect
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  • Tomi's guide to bed wetting   MUSIC TO MY P

    I slammed my pen down on the desk a little too hard and it went flying, skittering across the tiled floor like it was trying to escape. “Arrg, gosh I’m so jittery,” I muttered under my breath, bending to grab it. My hands were shaking. I hate this about myself—the way my body just betrays me when I know something’s coming. I’ve got this thing where surprises make my nerves light up like a damn Christmas tree. Connor knows that. He knows it so well, and yet today, March 28th my birthday he’d accidentally let a tiny detail slip in our morning call. Something about being on the road. By the time I get home he should be in Michigan or close. My stomach flipped just thinking about it.“Everyone submit your books. We’ll continue on Monday,” I announced, forcing my teacher voice to stay steady. The kids started piling their notebooks on my desk. Little Claire flashed me a bright smile. “Enjoy your birthday, Miss Bee!”“Thank you, sweetheart.” I blew her a kiss and she pretended to catch it,

  • Tomi's guide to bed wetting   HIS FIRST TIME

    I stood in front of the mirrored elevator doors, smoothing down the hem of the bubblegum-pink dress that barely reached mid-thigh. Why the hell am I doing this? The question looped in my head like a bad song. Three thousand dollars. That was the answer, but it felt too clean, too transactional for what I was about to walk into. My stomach twisted with nerves, but there was something else underneath it now—a low, curious heat I hadn’t expected when this whole thing started. And maybe the effect of the edible I had popped earlier.It had begun two weeks ago in a supermarket. I was reaching for a box of cereal when this polished guy,looked to be atleast in his ate thirties, sharp jaw, expensive haircut—caught my eye. He smiled like we were old friends and handed me his card. “My boyfriend couldn’t stop staring at you,” he said, casual as anything. “If you’re ever open to… an adventure, text me.” I laughed it off at the time, pocketed the card out of politeness, and went home thinking tha

  • Tomi's guide to bed wetting   STEP-UP Cont'd

    I sat at the dining table picking at my food, my mind still replaying my conversation with May. my subconscious screamed go for it. get fucked properly. it wouldn’t leave me alone. I had already put my plan in motion. I had a red deep-neckline shirt on ,on purpose. It was more than cleavage now my breasts were practically spilling out. But since I was home alone, it felt useless. I just hoped Zain wouldn’t come home early thinking it's to seduce him. I would hate it if he riled me up for no reason.The front door creaked opened. My heart jumped, I was startled.Hunter walked in with a girl. They were laughing. His eyes immediately dropped to my chest and stayed there for a second. I felt heat rush to my face.“Hi,” the girl said.I almost didn’t reply, but forced a cheerful tone. “Hi there.”Hunter gave me a small nod before taking her straight to his room. Less than ten minutes later, the moaning started. It was so loud, I felt a rush of heat between my legs. My pussy throbbed painful

  • Tomi's guide to bed wetting   STEP-UP

    I pushed open the door to McDonald’s with my heart hammering in my chest. My palms were sweaty, and I felt like I might throw up. I’d been practicing what I wanted to say to May for hours, but now my mind was completely blank. What the hell am I doing? She’s going to think I’m a terrible person.I spotted May at a corner table near the window. She waved with that big, warm smile of hers. I forced myself to smile back and walked over, trying to look calmer than I felt.“Hey babe,” May said, standing up to hug me tightly. “You look cute today. That top really suits you.”“Thanks boo,” I mumbled, sitting down across from her.We started with the usual small talk. May leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. “So how’s the family? How’s Mr Zain doing?”“He’s okay,” I said. “Still traveling a lot for work.”“And Zoey?” she asked, smiling. “How’s my favorite goddaughter?”“She’s fine. She called a few days ago complaining about school. Said the teachers are stressing her out and she hat

  • Tomi's guide to bed wetting   STUCK FUCK Cont'd

    We stayed quiet for a bit, still breathing hard on the floor. My body was buzzing hard , it was obvious the edible effect wasn't over. Every inch of my skin felt extra sensitive, and my pussy was still throbbing. I could feel his cum slowly leaking out of me, but I didn’t care. I was still horny. Really horny.Mr. Santos ran his hand down my back. “You ready?” he asked softly.I nodded, then whispered, “I need more.”He didn’t say anything. He just pulled me on top of him again. I straddled his hips and reached down to guide his cock back to my entrance. I was so wet that he slid in easily, but I still took my time lowering myself, feeling every part of him stretch me open again. When he was fully inside, I sat there for a moment, just breathing, letting my body adjust.God, he feels so deep like this. I could really get used to this.I started moving slowly, rocking my hip. The pleasure amazing, spreading from my pussy up through my belly. I braced my hands on his chest and kept grin

  • Tomi's guide to bed wetting   STUCK FUCK

    I swallowed the edible right before shutting down my computer. it was a really strong one. I wanted to be nicely buzzing and horny by the time I got home so I could have a proper fuck fest with Michael. But Mr. Santos made me stay late again, he had me going through the quarterly reports line by line like the company would collapse without it.We stepped into the executive elevator together. Atleast he wasn't those bosses that had employees doing the night shifts alone. I stood near the back, adjusting my pencil skirt, trying to ignore the first warm tingles spreading through my belly.The elevator jerked to a hard stop between floor 14 and 13.“Damn it,” Mr. Santos muttered. He pulled out his phone immediately and checked for signal. I did the same. Nothing. Zero bars.He pressed the emergency intercom button. After a few seconds of static, a voice came through.“Mr. Santos, this is maintenance. We’re really sorry about what’s going on. There’s been a mechanical failure with the elev

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