Myfirst Time Novels & Stories

She furrowed her brows, confused. “This is my first time having sex…” she said softly, voice a little shy. “But I thought… that was supposed to be left inside me.”

"Remember we talked about this adventure being things I was doing for the first time? Well, let me make a list for you. When you kissed me the first time it was the first time my body had ever responded to a kiss. When you called me this afternoon I heard your voice and felt my panties get wet. Riding on your motorcycle all the way here was another first. As we rode up the highway I had never held a man in my arms for more than a five second hug. I'd never seen a penis hard before. I'd never been washed by anyone since I was a very little girl. I'd never been licked down there... or seen down there. And then you fucked my brains out! I know what that means now! I'd read it before but didn't

Stellan's worried voice suddenly filters into my ear. I touch the side of my eyes and realize that they're stained with tears. "No, not at all. I'm just so happy, I never thought my first time would feel so good. Thank you for making this memorable for me." I speak sincerely. I honestly never thought sex could feel so good. It just feels like a beautiful dream, I never want it to end.

Without another second of hesitation, I pulled my coat tight, stepped out of the car, and walked toward the entrance. It was time to finally get properly fucked for the first time in my life.

He said "I will keep that in mind," Slowly he pulled me to the side, and with a little nudge my cloth freely left my body, I immediately wrapped my hand around my body, and every one of my nerves stood straight, my heart pounding, I do not know what to expect, this is my first time and I have had stories of how painful it can be at the first time.

COACH AND CHEERLEADER- 3 Tiana's POV You know that feeling when you just discovered how good it feels touching your pussy for the first time. The bliss. The fucking bliss. There's nothing quite like the first time. Then you want to do it over and over and over again till it's all you want at that fucking moment until the magic ends. Well, trying a sex toy for the first time comes second. The sensation runs through every fucking nerve in your body shooting up fireworks in your brain. It's impossible to explain but that's how I felt at that moment.

I groaned as I closed my eyes. “So tight,” He whispered in my ears as I closed my eyes. “Ah!” I moaned, and he pushed in as I shifted my waist “Does it hurt, little one?’ He whispered to me as I nodded my head. I couldn’t take him. He was so huge to me. ‘I will be gentle,” he said to me and he pushed it in again and I cried as she looked into my eyes. “Am I hurting you?” He paused, looking into my eyes as I shook my head. “It’s my first time,” I admitted, my face turning red, and he smirked, kissing my lips.

My grip tightens in his hair as I fight the urge to thrust into that perfect, scorching heat. “I… I’ve never… fuck, don’t stop,” I pant, head falling back, completely lost to the overwhelming, mind-melting sensation of my first time with a man.

"Fifi, you're heading somewhere new. If you need anything, just give us a call." "That's right. Don't push yourself. We'll always have your back." It was the first time they had ever said something like that to me, even if they sounded a little stiff doing so. My silence only made things more awkward. Riley pushed the dessert toward me to ease the tension. "Try this. I made it myself." I glanced at the thick layer of mango on top and replied flatly, "No thanks. I'm allergic to mango." Riley blinked in surprise.

My mind supplies a million reasons why that’s a terrible idea — the biggest being that he could break me in a way I’d never recover from. But my body is busy performing some kind of hormonal mating ritual while my heart sings hallelujah like it hasn’t learned a damn thing. I hate how weak I feel. “You … that … scares the shit out of me,” I admit. “Ditto,” he murmurs. Then, softly, “It’s your first time.” Not sure if it’s a question or a statement.