First Date Sex Stories Novels & Stories

"Hailey George, you're the first person who dares to take me for a fool" "The first time I had sex with you was a few days ago. Tell me, how did you get pregnant within such a short period of time?" Hailey shut her mouth and stayed silent. The first time he had sex with her was over a month ago, when he was over the influence of alcohol. He was so drunk that night. How could he remember? To him, her explanation was just another lie. He wouldn't believe her. He had never believed anything she said. If that was the case...

“That was in a senior year of high school. I was seventeen years old. It was a stupid dare, but they made me do it because I was the only one in my group of my male friends that was still a virgin at seven and so I changed that and soon I met a girl, we dated and had sex. She was my first, and I was hers.” I can see how awkward saying this is for him, probably because I’m his wife and it’s our wedding night and honestly, I won’t say that I’m okay with it ‘cause I’m not, but it has to be said. “Did you hurt her?” He presses his lips together and closes his eyes for a moment. “Yes, I did. I was too big, and I didn’t know what exactly I was doing in bed. I wasn’t careful, and she left me after

Now I knew because I saw Sasha often lately, I think Lena was cheated on Sasha with me or their relationship was complicated before Lena met me like what Lena said. My first sex with Lena that night was amazing and that was also my first time having sex with a woman. “Gosh… yeah… oh my God!” I moaned on the edge of cumming. As the girl that I just knew an hour ago cleaned all over my pussy with her tongue before she left a few kisses on my mouth. ”Can I do you?” I said as I cupped her cheek with my hands. She chuckled as she looked at me “You don’t have to ask” She said as she kissed my mouth gently.

I said. This was right after we started dating. We were drinking at a party and were kidding around and talking about what we wanted to do for a living when we got older, and somehow she said she thought it would be fun to be a stripper. I told her that sounded great, I'd like to watch her practice. So we went back to my house and down to the basement…my parents were out at some social event…and I put on some music. Soon Tessa was swaying to the music and soon her blouse came off, and then her skirt as she grinded to the groove. Then she tossed her bra aside and was wearing nothing but her panties, and my dick was hard as nails. Once she slid out of her panties I couldn't control myself any

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he pressed, his voice heavy with the weight of expectation. It was then that I finally let the truth spill out. "I haven't had sex with anyone. Lucian was the first man I ever dated. That day, I was about to..." I paused as he spun around and a hint of pleasure swarmed through his stare while scanning me, leaning a hip against the bar cabinet and crossing his legs at ankles. He had left the tumbler and crossed his arms over his chest.

His fingers stroked me, deep and slow. I'd never felt such intense pleasure before. The first and only time I had sex was in ninth grade, a painful and crappy mistake with Eddie, a short fling in senior year. We both were inexperienced and messed around for a bit. After much pressure from his end, I succumbed and regretted my post-nut clarity. Vlad was different. I didn't know if the mating bond had intensified our chemistry or the fact that Vlad knew what he was doing, but it was so good and made me realize how bad my sex with Eddie was.

She said. “I know girl, but there's nobody I can tell so I'm stuck with you. I'm not going to lie, try having sex Layla. With the right person might I say, because I've been asking myself if having sex with another person will feel the same as with your brother. It felt like I was going mad you know, I even had to tell him I needed to confirm by having sex with someone else and he went batshit crazy on me, that's just because the sex was too good. I fucking squirted, for my first time.” I said and she scrunched her face up in mock disgust.

"Do you want to do something tonight?" "What do you have in mind?" she teased. She had to be thinking the whole 'Indian Princess' thing was a joke - poor, naive girl. "Before we make love, I'd like to give you a massage," I suggested. "You think I have sex on the first date?" She wasn't pissed. They never were. "Girls have sex, women make love and our first date should involve doing something that convinces you to want a second date," I suggested. "We can discuss where you want to go on the first date after your first orgasm." There was a long pause.

I shrieked. He stood up and ripped his pants open. He was massive, his veins popping out, pulsing with pure desire. He didn't use a condom. He wanted to feel me, and he wanted me to feel him. He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the very edge of the desk. He guided himself to my entrance and shoved in with one hard, violent thrust that hit my soul. The raw sex was relentless. He started a brutal, fast pace. Thud. Thud. Thud. Every time he slammed into me, the desk hit the floor. The shared heat was overwhelming. I wrapped my legs around his thick waist, needing him to go even deeper.