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Not long after, my bedroom turns into an overflow of passionate cries of pleasure. It was hours later when I was finally taken over by sleep, exhausted by this nightly escapade. When I awoke once more, there was nobody beside me in the bed. Staring at the disorderly quilt, memories of last night's marvelous quartet flood my mind. As I lay on my back staring at the ceiling, I recall that amazing experience. Even for a twenty-four-year-old virgin like me, it was somewhat surreal. Back in my pack, I had heard unmated girls talking about secret gatherings organized in basements. But it never ever crossed my mind that I would participate in one myself. Well, it was just a small one, at least.

Instead, I pulled the bed covers over my legs and lowered my back into the soft mattress. Guided by the harsh patter of rain on the glass window and rooftops, my fingers danced to the center of my core, and my eyelids fluttered shut on their own accord. The first R-rated scene that jumped into my memory was the second time we’d had sex after our wedding night. It was the morning after, on the kitchen counter. I’d walked in with theintention of preparing breakfast for my husband, but his sudden appearance through the doorway scrambled my thoughts, and I found myself planted on the counter, trapped between the hard wall of his chest, with only his arms bracing my back for support.

I moaned eagerly, and he obliged. He develed between my legs and found my clit with his tongue. Although he was my first, I doubted it would get better than this. I came in no time, and he did not hesitate to drive himself into me. I really hoped we would spend the night by the campfire, but I guess this will do, too. We lay on the bed around ten in the evening, a bit exhausted, but I still felt the night was young enough to clear the air with Soren. So I turned towards Xavier.

Before I could express my wish, he came back with a powerful force that I wouldn’t stop. The passion of both of us was so high at night when Gavin’s hand slipped to the lower part of my body, specifically when his finger entered my pussy. I felt high as if I had just drunk an entire bottle of wine in one gulp, and now it intoxicated me too much to even think. Nobody stopped, and the night went with its flow and at the end here I was in the bed with my husband naked after celebrating our first night together. Do I regret it at this moment?

“I’m sorry Ma'am, Don't worry, when it's morning you will compare a night with me and the night with all your exes,” “I don't have exes, I only dated one guy my entire life and we just broke up,” she said indifferently, I leisurely collapsed on my couch, taking off my shoes. “Wow, that's nice, there's a lot we share in common because Melinda was my first too, I went as far as learning how to please a woman from specialists, so I could make her feel good, I did all the nasty things with her, she enjoyed everything, but I was not her first but it didn't matter to me, because I was in love with her,”

“We don’t, sweetheart. Not if it makes you uncomfortable.” “Cain, I’m going to be totally honest with you.” He had no idea how hard it was for her to tell him this, but she wanted him to know why she had so many hang-ups, why she was such a freak. “I’m twenty-eight years old and I’ve had sex once. Just once, with a guy I thought loved me. He didn’t. To him I was a joke and he made a point of letting everyone know how horrible I was in bed—except it wasn’t in bed. It was the backseat of his car.” Her voice broke, and it took everything in her to finish what she needed to say. “That’s my only memory of sex with anyone.” She couldn’t stop the tears. She hadn’t wanted to dump this on Cain, but h

I suddenly growled when the realisation hit my mind. "I actually had my first ever sex with her , also without a condom! How could that be possible? How could a girl make me so horny that I lost control over myself!" I roared in frustration, running my hands furiously through my hair . I couldn't understand what was wrong with me...I , who had never been in any kind of relationship with women,was sleeping naked with a woman last night.

When my laptop is in front of me, Ideas are flowing and I should be more than excited about that since it's the romance manuscript I abandoned when I couldn't figure out the sex scene but I just can't concentrate. Firstly, my mind wanders off to last night, which was undoubtedly an amazing one for me. I had sex for the first time and even enjoyed it, though I still feel sore. When Ivan walked in on me touching myself, that had to be the most embarrassing thing I have ever felt in a long time. I didn't think he would react the way he did, which made me feel relieved knowing he also feels the connection like I do. But waking up alone today hit home more than I'd like to admit. Everyone knows n

I felt hot spurts of cum inside my walls making me shiver deliciously. Does sex get better every day? Because this was even better than our first time. My eyes feel droopy and I fought to keep them open. I was exhausted. Kaizen pulled the sheets over my naked body as he whispered, “Sleep.” I didn't need to be told twice as I drifted off into dreamland knowing we were going to regret all of this tomorrow. 'What the hell have I done?' were the last words on my mind as I embraced peaceful darkness. This was a big mistake which I was going to regret in the morning.

I whip the shower curtain back into place and resume washing my hair. "Tell me about your night.," I say, not quite ready to share the details of mine. "Hot guy. Hot sex. Hangover in the morning. Same old, same old. Now talk." I scrub the soap into my hair and sigh. "Well I don't know what to say. Hot guy, hot sex I guess." "Ha!" Kate snorts. "No, that's not just hot guy, hot sex, Kristine! That was your first hook up. Your lame ass was about ready to settle for the same dick forever—physically and metaphorically—and now you've experienced your first one night stand."