Bi Curious First Time Stories Novels & Stories

Alicent’s POV They say it is normal for a person to have some fantasies in their own mind. But I don’t know if this also applies to my fantasy. I was sixteen when I had my first boyfriend. He was cute and charming. Everything seemed perfect but we didn’t last. He was my first in everything. My first kiss, first date, and first fuck. It was a good experience, though. He is somehow a good fucker and he satisfied me. The bad part of it? It awakened something in me that should’ve just kept sleeping.

"So, how about you join me for a story? This one's got some... interesting parts." The Beast raised an eyebrow, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. "Interesting how?" He leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. Belle had a way of drawing him out, making him feel less like a beast and more like a man. She flipped to a chapter she'd bookmarked, one that described a couple lost in the throes of intense attraction. The words on the page painted vivid pictures: lovers entwined in a moonlit room, their breaths mingling, hands exploring with eager tenderness. It was steamy, full of building heat and whispered promises, but far from anything harmful just pure, electric chemistry.

Ok, I'm scared. "Um- hi?" I squeaked out and punched myself in the head. Seriously? I wanna die. Please God, make a big hole in the front for I shall fall and die in it. The boys laughed and my heart skipped a beat when a boy with electric blue hair started to walk in front of me, chocolate fudge! I can't even run back into the bathroom cuz they'd just jump over the door and it'd corner me even more. And I can't straight since the monkeys are blocking the entrance.

Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .

Brownies. I haven’t seen any of them. And here were four. Gods, they were so cute. Reaching my knees in their high. Brownies were a bit chubby, with small button noses and warm brown eyes. Two bearded males and two females. Looking in human’s 40’. They were more like spirits of the house, not quite living creatures. Their magic was strong and let them properly do their purpose. “My lady.” one of the females gasped, seeing me. And the rest followed and bowed before vanishing.

Gama replied enthusiastically. Bhuvi began reading one of the fairy tales his mother used to read to him when he was little. A tale of a prince's bravery and intelligence in facing enemies and fears. Exactly at the tenth minute of Bhuvi's storytelling, Gama started to softly snore. Bhuvi lowered his volume, then sent a message to Boy to join him in Gama's room and bring what he had ordered earlier. In a short while, the door of Gama's room was knocked from the outside. Bhuvi allowed entry, and there stood Boy in a black hoodie that covered his body. "Did you bring it?"

I suggested, showing her the page. “No!” she shouted. I sighed. That was one of my favorites, because it told of the first beta, and I always thought of mine and Reid’s friendship. I flipped through the book some more until I ended up back at the very beginning. The first story, the story of our origins. “‘The First of the Wolves’?” I asked, peeking at her from the corner of my eye. Her eyes lit up, but then she forced a frown. However, it was too late. I had already seen her excitement.

We witnessed it all. We observed Dad and Mom create everything, galaxy after galaxy. Star after star, world afterworld the countless Veils and the young gods and goddesses who inhabited them. We watched as they all created life only creatures your imagination can make or hasn’t had the opportunity to make up yet. Your species would call them aliens, they came in all different shapes and sizes some with large heads and some that looked similar to us but off. Does that make sense? Does anything of what I said make any sense to you? Kinda a lot for you to take in, the human brain can only take so much in. I’ll stop there and give you a minute to absorb that before I go on.

"I'll be going now." That scared me. How can that girl just get colors out of nowhere? It doesn't make any sense. It's too much to be a coincidence. I picked up her wallet, looked for her to give it back to her, and it just so happened that I could see colors around her. After years of literally not meeting anyone with colors, I meet her on my first day here? I won't just accept it so easily. There has to be some kind of catch to this. I'm sorry, Lilac Innocencia, but this will be the first and last time we'll ever talk to each other.

The first time Bia opened the book she did not know what treasure means so she did not got from the first page before letting the book aside and going back to play. The second time she opened the book, it was just because she was very bored. But as she already knew what a treasure was, it had become the most interesting book she ever read. The first page contained a list of rules Bia already knew even before she could read. Before I said what they are, there is this interesting story about it: When Bia was smaller than she is now, one of the boys at the( yes, the same boy from the other time) port asked Bia if she had a bible at home, and if not, if she wanted to buy one.