Myfirst Time Novels & Stories

The thought of having that magnificent thing in my mouth, of exploring its texture and taste, sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine, a mix of excitement and nervous apprehension. "I...I haven't done this before," I stammered, my voice barely a whisper, a confession that hung heavy in the air. "This is my first time. I'll be so bad at it." My eyes, drawn to the raw power of his arousal, couldn't seem to look away. The sheer size of him, the pulsing veins that snaked along its length, the glistening tip that seemed to beckon me closer, it was all so new, so overwhelming. "There's a first time for everything," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through me, a reassuring tone

"Don't think about it. You are safe. You will always be with me." "I know," I sigh, feeling that at any moment I'll fall asleep. "You're always there for me. You take care of me more than anything else..." "You're all that matters to me," Levi affirms. His words make me feel moved. I realize that I believe him. "I love you," I say sincerely. It's the first time I say it. Levi is silent. For a moment I think he's not going to answer me... "I love you, Amber," he answers, kissing my forehead.

Suddenly, the reality of what was about to happen overwhelmed me, leaving me caught between nervousness, fear, and a vulnerability I had never felt before. “Wait… please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself before finally admitting what had been weighing on my mind. “Slowly… please. It’s my first time.” His eyes widened in surprise, clearly caught off guard by my confession. For a moment, he seemed frozen, as if he hadn't expected it at all. “Your first time?” he whispered, his voice strained with disbelief. He took a shaky breath, fighting to steady himself despite how badly he wanted to keep going.

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

“it was…” I gulped, looking for the appropriate words without sounding desperate. “it was amazing” i whispered the last part. “then why did you run away? I thought-” “because i was enbarrassed okay??? it was my first time i feel like i made a complete fool out of myself and..” at this point, i wished i had claws so that i could dig into my mind and scratch out every single needy memory of the night before. “it was your first time?” he said, there was something in his voice that made me freeze.

Can't believe I said that,his hands clamped on my waist, the other sliding between us. The feeling was totally out of the world. I clutched my hand tightly around his waist, trying to get myself together as the heat of sensation spun down through my chest, unexpected and overwhelming “Finally” I whispered, I could hear myself trembling, half laughing “My fir.…... My first time.. Giving my first time to my brother My step brother…..OH MY GOSHH….. *********************

I still remember it like it happened just yesterday, it's plain as day in my memory, the first time I saw Melvin Cross, the love of my life; I was a three year old kid who just got lost,I wandered the streets of California for days, I had just arrived there from Seoul, where I lived with my Asian Mother, I had never seen my father and I didn't even know I had a twin sister and my Mother's face I could barely remember, I was just a three-years old kid, lost, scared and hungry as I have been wandering the streets for three days, I was so hungry I thought I was gonna die soon, all I had on me was a locket necklace, which I remember my mother telling me not to loose it, I cried and cried, but fo

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

“Well, it was MY first time definitely, and I’m ready for my second time, let’s go have a shower!” So we had our first time, 2nd time, and many more times after that.

I mumbled but he managed to hear what I said. "Then what is it about?" He asked gently, while his hand was on my arm tugging me to face him. "It was my first time and I felt like I wasn't good enough," I blurted out without carefully going through my words. I was suddenly met with silence, Glen's hand froze on my hand immediately then I quickly turned to face him, he wore a confused yet worried look on his face. "Are you okay?" I calmly asked. His gaze wandered to my eyes then he suddenly gripped me gently, "did you just say this is your first time?"