First Time Romance Novels & Stories

I softly said, and she gasped. “Are you?...” She bit her lower lip while I smiled at her, “Never, my love… I just need to be more careful with you, for your first time…” I plunged my lips towards hers, sealing my promise of taking care of her. When we parted to take a breath, she just mumbled “Good, because I want you to be my first, and last… No matter what happens, no matter if we are or aren't fated mates… I love you, Romeo…” The way my name rolled out of her tongue, the way she was so sure that even if we were not fated mates, she wanted to be with me, just the way I wanted her, was all I needed.

His hot breath was falling on my face, he nuzzled his nose on my cheek sending jitters in my heart. His lips brushed near my lips.My own breath stuck in my lungs.I felt hard to breathe properly.It was very new and undiscovered terrotery for me as I recalled the romantic classical fictions I read .They were right when they described the first phase of romance. I didn't believe that the man whom I loathed a month ago slowly creeped his way in my life and I couldn't picure myself without Daniel. "Your eyes are very beautiful. Everything is perfect about you Sophia."He whispered and slowly brushed his rough lips over mine.

Christina asked again. “Yes.” “Do you think the feeling from love at first sight is true love?” “No. Love at first sight happens when two individuals feel this attraction toward one of the other person’s many qualities. It shouldn’t be considered true love as it’s only a fleeting passion. That feeling is turned into love through the later stages, when the couple gets drawn by each other’s views on life and when they complement each other after slowly getting to know more about one other.” Christina nodded before posing the same question to the next candidate.

It just went into letting each other have more closure than he was expecting. Their hands was strolling in between their sensitive parts. Lips were untangled and eyes are directly probing itself’s, an affection that started with hypocrisy and ended up into romantic one. The first time they aggressively started their romance, it was unforgettable and a thing that Queen Argen definitely sought for happy ending. A pleasure that hoped not to be a mere nightmare, but shows authentic feelings into it—an inexplicable secrecy of pleasure eternally.

Amusement parks, trips abroad, and theater to watch silly rom-com films that he hated but struggled to handle. The trip to Spain... my first kiss with my first love. And years later, the second kiss with Julian, when I knocked on his door and asked him to fuck me. His shocked face, the desire in his eyes. Every kiss, every touch, every moan. The smell of his cologne, the goosebumps he brought to my skin. The first time we heard our daughters’ hearts on the scan, our wedding, the vows of eternal love... All these moments flash before me, dazzled by the light, and disappear in the next moment — when my eyes finally open.

"So let me get this right—you rαn into your childhood crush αt the club‚ αnd somehow‚ you guys ended up mαking out... αnd he's hot? Like hot hot? Αnd you‚ obviously‚ were looking like sin in thαt dress... αnd it got ruined‚ which meαns..." "Sαshα!" I groαned‚ fαce heαting up. "Whαt?" she lαughed‚ grinning. "Thαt's literαlly the plot of every steαmy romαnce book I've ever reαd. You gαve your first time to the guy you've loved since you were little? Thαt's insαne in the most romαntic wαy! You should be on cloud nine right now!"

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

I'd followed her without hesitation for years, even when it left me bruised and broken. And now, someone was telling me that I could be that sun for them. My heart pounded, my breathing quickened. When we reached her building, she looked at me with hopeful eyes. I averted my gaze, unable to meet them, and muttered, "See you tomorrow." I started to turn away—but she grabbed my collar, rose on her tiptoes, and pressed a kiss to my cheek. "See you tomorrow." I knew right then—I was falling. Neither of us brought up that night again.

“Just like that... fuck, your mouth is heaven.” He came down her throat, holding her hair tenderly. By dawn, they lay entwined, exhausted, her head on his chest, his fingers tracing her spine. “Was it good for you, Aneet? Your first time?” She looked up at him, eyes shining. “It was everything. I love you," she murmured. "I love you too," he replied, kissing her forehead. The hotel room held their secrets, a sanctuary of firsts and forever.

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.