My First Time Stories Novels & Stories

She is already flashing a bright smile. "Yes. That day, those I experienced were all my first time." Her smile widened, making her face gleam in glowing excitement. She continued. "That was the first time I spoke rudely to someone who's a lot older than me. That was the first time I glared at a scary-looking guy. That was the first time I picked up scattered apples on a pavement. That was the first time I held your hand. That was the first time I chased after someone. That was the first time I ran along Feron Park. That was the first time I got inside a police station. That was the first time I witnessed a beautiful moment between a grandma and her granddaughter."

Chapter 21 **Christiana’s POV** Every thought about revenge blurred into static the second Bryan moved inside me. It was like the rest of the world dimmed, the edges of reality softening until there was only him and the deep, steady rhythm that made my breath catch again and again. I have heard the stories about a woman’s first time making love. It was supposed to be awkward, clumsy, painful. Something you “get used to” before you can enjoy it. They lied. They f*cking lied.

Hi dear, Every story I write comes from a place of emotion and hard work. Creation isn’t easy, but knowing you’re out there reading makes it all worth it. Thank you for supporting my work. CHECK OUT MY NEW BOOK INSTALLMENT FOR FREE.>> 1. No Rules, Just Pleasure 2. Mummy & Daddy's Naughty Diary **************** It all started with an ad. Bored one day and looking to find something exciting to jerk off to while his wife was at the grocery store, Tony checked out the local board on a website where men from his area gathered to talk about sex workers.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

Cliques had been established already and I couldn't break in . At first, the other kids weren't always mean . They didn't call me names . They didn't bully me . It all started to get worse in the month of November when Ms. Adams , my teacher asked us to write about our favorite thing in the world . I wrote my favorite thing to be the ability to see the midnight black sky with the shinny stars . It was a whole three page essay mixed with lots of emotions but the other kids considered it nonsense . While the teacher read my essay to the class they laughed out loud pointing fingers at me .

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

She thought for a while and agreed "Sure why not?" They continued the game and did come to know a lot about each other, her first proposal when she was only ten and she went crying to her mom at home. Her first sanitary shopping, napkins where she fumbled with the names and even her first kiss when she was 11 and she pushed the boy telling that he smelt like rotten potatoes and his saliva stinks, must have been quite humiliating for the boy for sure. Edwin too shared some of his ego threatening first timers like his first condom purchase, his first time masturb*g and being caught by his own mom and lot more, few of them were not even shared with Stella but he can proudly admit he was doing t

She untied me quickly and pulled me into her arms, kissing me softly for the first time that night. “You did so good, baby,” she whispered, stroking my hair. “But we’re not finished yet…”

What would stop Suit from constantly sending Anderson to a world where he was destined and designed to lose constantly. “Don’t be so dramatic.” As if reading Anderson’s mind, Suit spoke up. “Like I said earlier, the first story was just a test run for you to understand how things work. Things will be different next. Remember, just as your actions and decisions will affect the course of the story, so will the decisions and actions of others affect yours. I’m sure you understand what I mean.” Suit smiled with a knowing smile.

Due to this, there was a novel that was a hit on w******l, titled 'SEX ADDICTED BOYFRIEND' It was a romance novel, where the male lead was only about having sex with his girlfriend, which the girl didn't mind of course. Seeing how their relationship was moving, without him making any attempt to ask her to marry him, the female lead started getting worried. He was very handsome and a lot of girls want to snatch him from her, but luckily, he was really in love with her. The issue was, sex. He just couldn't do without it for a week. A part of her was scared for getting dump after they've had so much sex, so she was trying to hint him into proposing to her.