My First Time Stories Novels & Stories

As she fell on her knees, she couldn‘t imagine how it would feel to have a new life developing within her body. she had no idea where to find the father of the child or how she would cope with her present situation. having a baby is hell for her; she hit herself so hard “yes I will wait for Jane to come back “ she stared at the ceiling, talking to no one but herself. Jackson was with his friend who came to see him in his room. He couldn't stop talking about the incident that had happened. "Poor her. I wonder if things are going well for her," he said. His friend shrugged his mouth open, gazing at him in surprise. This was the first time he felt sentiment over a girl he had his first night wi

"What about these tulips—got any stories behind them?" She picks up a yellow one, holding it out. "These are my favorites. They remind me of spring back home, starting fresh. Want a closer look at the rest?" I nod quickly, and she comes around the counter, leading me to another display. As we move, our arms brush—accidental, but it sends that little buzz again. She points out different ones, explaining colors and meanings, and I ask questions to keep her talking. She opens up a bit more about settling into the city, how the shop's her way of making roots. I share a story about wandering the markets as a kid, skipping the royal parts, and she chuckles at the funny bits, her eyes lighting up.

I am so nervous. "Hey?" He said and when I look at him, he is smiling at me. I smiled back. I can't keep my proper posture when it comes to him. I can't be myself... why? "Oh, I remember, are you making a new story?" He asked me. "Ah, yes I am currently planning the plot of it" I replied. "Oh, another romance story I guess" he said smiling at me. "Yes, but I think I will make a romance story about two males" I said not thinking that it is the most embarrassing thing I said in the whole day.

I’d started this one right after Rowan was born, meaning to “record the real version before the legends got to it.” I’d written six pages. Then life had happened. I ran my fingers over the last line—something about the first night home, milk‑drunk baby noises, and Morwen threatening anyone who dared knock. Then I put pen to paper. “Once,” I wrote, “I thought my story was something that happened to me. Now I know better.” The words came slow at first. Then, it fits and starts. It's not a neat chronology. Not a list of battles.

In me, on me, against me, around me; there were slime covered bodies slipping and sliding - it was way better than ALL of my fantasies! My best friend squirmed through the naked men to slide up on me, his erection slipping between my legs. He kissed me, then asked if I would mind letting him be the first man of the new year to unleash inside me. At midnight, as we kissed, I felt him pulsing inside me. Talk about starting the new year off right...!!!! It was an amazing adventure. Maybe not one I want to repeat every day, but... All those men and their ...assets will be remembered forever, but feeling myself being filled up by my best friend will be what I remember first and most.

I watched, anticipation coursing through me, as he ripped it open and rolled the condom on. I was trembling both in fear and arousal at what was coming next. I have stories about first and one thing they always talked about was how much it hurts and looking at the size of his cock it only intensified my fear. “This is my first time” I blurted out “Really?” he asked his eyes widened in surprise, I stared at my finger feeling a strong sense of embarrassment “It is fine princess we can do other things” he said “No, I want this” I said immediately “Are you sure?” he asked trying to read through my eyes

I walked barefoot out the main gates of the Silvermoon pack territory. A rusted-out pickup truck waited for me. A relic from my old life. The door didn't just creak; it screamed in protest as I pulled it open. Now, it was my only way out. As I opened the door, I saw them. A pack of reporters, already waiting. "Elena! Over here!" "What does it feel like to be rejected by Alpha Aiden?" "Do you have anything to say to Lady Cora?"

My tone is light and so obviously not mad, even if inside a horrid stirring of deep jealousy eats away at me, even if logically it can’t be true. “Why? Does first time mean it’s meant to be some kind of way? Was I supposed to last thirty seconds and make it awful?” He asks with complete blank innocence, and I can tell he genuinely doesn’t understand how many times I have heard femmes talking about awful first times. A bang bang of awkward, sore ten seconds, sweaty, messy, unsatisfying, and then a grunt, and it’s all over. “Maybe.” I shrug, only going by what I hear, not what I know, as Kaelin is my first. “You just seemed a little too confident for someone who turned red, tripped, and ran aw

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.

Gwendolyn Stone Today, was just so annoying and embarrassing, I wouldn't let him kiss me without my permission anymore, now I just confirmed what people say to be true, he his a flirt, the idiot stole my first kiss, how dare him, I couldn't even do a , he must have been so pleased with himself. After thinking for hours, I fell asleep, I'm sure Damon's Parents were still downstairs but I cared less. Gerald Damon