Myfirst Time Novels & Stories

I thought he was going to have sex with me but clearly I was wrong. “Your first time won’t be in the dark and on the grass,” he answered my unspoken question. “The first time I take you, I want to be able to savor every second with you. I can’t do that here and not now when I am five seconds away from bursting in my pants.”

He answered me. I can't take it anymore! Is there any limit how a person can be cute? This is totally insane! Jesse is right. I am the dumbest person in the world! What the hell are feelings? It's my first time having this kind of feelings. What should I do? "Matthew, you're spacing out again" He stated. "I'll find out soon" I thinking out loud. "What?" Shit.

He was such a jerk! I couldn't believe what just happened! My first time was on a f*cking construction site! Just great! So, so great!

Good now get over here and have your way with me. It is a good thing that there was a party going on, and my room was soundproof. I intend to make this mate of mine scream my name several times. I hope she has me saying her name too. Furthermore, I'm going to turn on some music to make it more special for you. Oh, that would be heavenly, nothing lovelier than music for my first time. What would be a good song for it being your first time?

He embraced her from the back and rubbed her arms, trying hard to soothe her. "I know you're all new to this and you're thinking maybe you're doing very bad at it. I just want you to know, that there's always a first time for everything. And for every first time, there's always a screw-up. More like a bad day first day kinda thing but what I want you, my love," he kissed her neck, "to know, is that for every first time, and for every screw-up, I'm always there for you. I'm always there with you."

His mouth curls up in a sneer and panic fills me. God. This is not how I imagined my first time to be. Granted, I'm always so busy that I never fantasized overly much, but I always hoped it would be with someone I cared about. Maybe even a man who I was falling in love with. Not this disgusting excuse for a human being who is getting off on my fear.

my boyfriend whined causing me to roll my eyes. “It’s not-“ my words choked in my throat as an unbelievable scene unfolded before my eyes. Someone had stepped out of a tinted Lamborghini and I recognized him straight away. How could I not? When this very man was my high school best friend, my first love and now my ex.

Misha I might be nearly virginal, but I know what I want. At least I know now what love is supposed to feel like. This man is meant for me, I can feel it. I feel at home. I'm at peace with myself and all that's around me. It's because of him that I have that peace. He is that peace. I know having sex for the first time in so long might hurt or be uncomfortable, but I don't feel anxious about it like I had thought that I would. Instead, I feel excited like I'm about to experience something wonderful and I can't wait. I know he won't hurt me like the others. “Make love to me.”

“You’re hurting me by not fucking me right now.” I let out a huff of a laugh. Starting to feel the nerves build. I’m about to do it, with the man that has made my mind, thoughts and body his own before I even knew his name. I want to do it right, better than right. It’s my first time with him for crying out loud. A lot of firsts, my first time with a man, my first time with the only man I’ve ever wanted, and the only man I’d ever want.

I was close already, embarrassingly fast, but he stopped, squeezed the base until I whined. “Not yet,” he said, voice rough. “Want inside you first.” My stomach flipped. Because yeah, I wanted that too, bad, but nerves hit hard. “Rowan…. ” He froze, hand stilling. “What? You okay?” I swallowed, face burning. “It’s… it’s my first time. Like this. Not just with a guy, it's my first time.” He blinked, then his face softened, thumb rubbing slow circles on my hip. “Yeah?”