Malam Pertama Di Kamar Mandi Novels & Stories

Silence dominated the space we shared, making it only our steady breathing has was quietly heard. He pulled his shorts completely, and I sneaked a peek at his nude form; I had seen him completely naked once or twice, but it wasn't a view I could ever get used to. He walked past me towards the door and stretched out his arm backward in a gesture for me to follow, “Come with me; you can't have your first sex in a bathroom.” I placed my hand on his, following him. My heart hammered. Anticipation filled every step I took toward the blood.

He made me think of nasty things to do to him. “Calm down.” I whispered to myself. “He's just a guy. An overly, sexy male, who I would have to share a bed with in a few hours.” I got off the bed and walked over to the bathroom. Peaking my head in, I saw his body through the clear glass that was covered steaming mist from the heat of the water. Fuck, he made taking a shower look hot. The way he got under the water, wetting his hair and his body. His water moved smoothly down his muscular torso, hitting every ab line that shown on him. I leaned more in, trying to get a glimpse of his cock. When he took it in his hand, I gasped, admiring the beautiful gift he was blessed with. After admiring an

I'm not sure which room is Liam's, so I just make a random guess. I stand in front of the first door, followed by the knock. Hearing no response, I open it and find a gigantic room with no one inside. I can smell Malik's cologne from here, which indicates that it's his bedroom. I subtly draw myself in. The bed is a little messy, but all clean, which is understandable when it comes to most guys with no help around. But the rest of the room is very neat. I'd love to peek on its adjoined dressing room, but my good manners won't let me.

“You take the stairs, the first door by your left is your room, shower and come down for dinner soon” I smiled at her before disappearing to find my room just like I had expected, it's big, a big bed, a veranda by the side to see the breathtaking view of New York. I arranged my stuff, got into my swimming pants and headed to the bathroom without my glasses. What I didn't expect was for a man to be in my bathroom. It's burring but I could see his large shoulder, his abs. I bite down on my lower lips bringing my hand closer to feel. To be sure, I am not making up things in my head.

not bad though, I need to go home and take a shower, I relieve the guards of their duty considering the one they’ve been guarding has fled the coup like she was on fire and asked the orderly to clean the room back up. I get to my room and strip down, fk I’m so damn hard and ready, why did she have to run away, what kind of animal am I? Why would I want to have my first time in a hospital room and her too. I step into the shower and put the temperature as cold, I close my eyes as I take hold of my shaft.

They were waiting for me? I gulped and was suddenly lifted off the bed with the sheets. I wrapped my arm around his neck, not wanting to fall. “W.what are you doing.” He turned to look at the bed and his eyes darkened. The bed was a little stained with blood, and I buried my face in his neck, embarrassed. “It really is your first time huh” he said and began to walk out of the room. I was taken to the washroom and a bath had already been prepared for me.

After Aidan left, Malikha finally began exploring the small cottage properly. She hadn’t even had the chance to look around after arriving earlier. Like a lost little lamb trapped in an unfamiliar world, she wandered cautiously from one corner to another, examining the fireplace in front of the bed, the tiny kitchen area, and eventually the cramped little toilet tucked in the corner. “Where’s the bathroom?” Malikha muttered to herself in confusion after realizing there was only a tiny toilet cubicle, with no place to shower. It truly felt like she had been thrown into some strange wilderness she didn’t understand at all.

“Where should I put these?” I gulped and laughed awkwardly. “Ahh, here. This will be your bed. There is a small cabinet prepared for you so you could put your clothes in it for a while.” He listened to every word I said. I also toured him in the kitchen, which I cleaned before I left for school early in the morning. The next corner I toured him was in the bathroom. I opened it blatantly, forgetting that I didn’t fix my things there! Before I could react, Marcus already saw my five inch dildo in the bathroom!

I've dealt with large groups of unmated males before. The cabin is cozy and perfect. I brush my fingers over the bed softly. The quilt is scratchy, but I don't mind. It will be the first bed I have slept in, in years. There are two skinny doors in the cabin. I open one and see a sink and toilet. I gasp slightly as I see my face in the mirror above the tiny sink.

And still choosing silence. All this time. I let out a shaky breath. I start to feel lightheaded. The edges of my vision blur. I tighten my grip on the sink and splash cold water onto my face. The door opens behind me. I look up. A man is standing there. For a second, my brain doesn’t process it. He stares at me, confused. “Miss,” he says carefully, “this is the male restroom.” I blink. I glance around properly this time—the darker tiles, the urinals along the opposite wall.