First Date Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I rarely used it, but today my nervousness made me curious. I picked it up, opened the browser, and typed: how to behave on a first date. The results popped up instantly. Articles with titles like “10 Ways to Impress Your Date” and “Dos and Don’ts for a Perfect Date.” I scrolled through them, reading tips about eye contact, laughing at his jokes, and not talking too much. One article even mentioned “keeping the mystery alive.” My cheeks warmed as I kept scrolling. Then a stupid thought slipped in. What if tonight ends with… sex?

Sean I loved that she wore a red velvet dress to our date. Our first ever date. Six months together. 183 days. 298 fucks. 157 blow jobs. 1 date. 1 ring. But that was all that mattered. I may have not been the man she’d wanted me to be. A doctor or an accountant or a boring rich fuck who could pluck her out of New York and into the arms of welcoming, fake suburbia, nursing her soul back into health while she picked up a boring-ass course in a bad community college, but I cared.

********My Fantasy******** This story really began many years ago, when I was just 19. One night, something happened that would ultimately shape my life far more than I could have imagined at the time. I was sitting in my car with my girlfriend, Bella, listening as she confessed to having been unfaithful. To my surprise and confusion, I found myself becoming sexually aroused by what she was telling me. She explained that while I had been out of town, she attended a party, got drunk, and ended up sleeping with three men. I can’t fully explain why, but as she described the details, I felt a deep, almost trembling arousal.

"Aight, Deal!" "So we get to our room and we've never really... done it before. We've only played around, like me and you do. But she had already told me months before that after Prom. We were getting a room and gonna have sex." "So you were both virgins?" "Yeah we were. We had only started playing around in our Junior year. She invites me over to her Mom's place. But while we were doing homework. She all of a sudden, she puts on a damn porno! I had heard of them. But never seen one before. She goes, locks her door and gets undressed! Laid on her bed and tells me to take off my clothes. I do. And Yo, real talk. I’m nervous as fuck!"

“I’m hoping we missed mom’s turn. I don’t need to know the first place that she had sex was.” “Ain’t that the truth.” Chance said just as quietly. "I already know too uch about her sex life." He grumblede and his older brother laughed. “Come on, Rye.” Sid encouraged. “I would ask Karan where her first time was, but I don’t think she could remember that many people ago.” Karan flipped her off while smiling. “I remember exactly where I was when I first had sex. It was the same place both times.” “I can’t.” Rye said quietly.

If this scene was a fire, then the whole place would be red-hot. I just stand frozen, trying to ignore it all, as I feel Ivan’s eyes burn into me. My legs are now firmly crossed. I use my handbag to cover my clenched sex as my knickers already moisten at the idea of what may come. He moves in closer and places an arm on my lower back. I bite down my bottom lip, trying to control my nerves which tremble with anticipation. It’s been over four months since I last had sex and I was positively gagging for it. Yet I was too embarrassed to start on him until we were in the privacy of our own space. I was so happy I won that single room earlier in the day. It’s okay for Amanda and Esmeralda to share

"Well, you were definitely the first time I had sex, but the guy that I haven't told you about... the one that taught me all about blowjobs; we got a little carried away one time." "Oh yeah?" he asked, a little taken aback. She nodded. "I was nervous about it hurting the first time," she said. "So he let me put him in me and we broke it. We didn't move or anything, but he kept it in me for like... 10 seconds. I don't really consider that sex." He chuckled. "I wouldn't either," he admitted. "I wasn't trying to pry." She snickered. "I don't have secrets from you, but you're not ready to hear that story yet. I promise to tell you when the time is right."

I went away to college two weeks after our high school graduation. I had applied for early admission and started the first summer session. The campus was only sparsely populated for those summer courses, since most of the students took the summers off. I actually managed to talk to a couple of girls and went out on dates for the first time. Since I didn't expect to have sex, I was far more relaxed than I would have been otherwise. I just thought it was a friendly girl joining me for dinner on campus that first time.

As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you. Each chapter in this spicy collection is a piece of love, crafted to ignite your imagination and awaken your senses. From steamy encounters to forbidden romances, I've poured my heart into creating worlds where inhibitions melt away and pleasure knows no bounds. But beyond the heat and sensuality, these stories are about more than just physical desire. They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction.

"I was her first. She waited until we had been dating a couple years before she opened up sexually. In fact, I think it wasn't until we got engaged, now that I think of it." "I didn't know that about her" she responded, not seeming to think this turn of the conversation was weird or inappropriate at all. Perhaps it was the booze. "What about you?" "What about me?" I replied. "Was mom your first?" "No...." "Really? I wouldn't have guessed that. Who was your first?" I clearly had had too much wine, because this was not a story I told anyone. Angie didn't even know this about me. Yet, here it came...