Myfirst Time Story Novels & Stories

Bryan said, looking around. "That is where you are wrong," I said. I closed my eyes and reached back into my memories. I did not think about the factory or the war. I thought about the first time I had ever stood up for myself. I thought about the first time I had lied to a teacher, the first time I had stolen a piece of candy, the first time I had fought back when the world treated me like I did not matter. I pulled that feeling out of my soul and shaped it.

A breathy moan escaped my lips as I panted softly. Excitedly, Richard said, "I've never seen anyone like you—clearly wanting it so bad, yet still being so reluctant." As I forced myself to suppress the desire within me, I muttered breathlessly, "I-I've never done this before. This is my first time." That only seemed to excite him more. He pulled the car over immediately.

With practised ease, he undressed me, and I wasted no time returning the favour, my fingers eagerly roaming around his impressive body. He groaned when I brushed against his hardness, and soon we were both consumed by passion, lost in each other's embrace. I straddled him, feeling exposed yet exhilarated by the intensity of his gaze. I wondered why a stranger was making me feel this way, but it was only just for tonight, so I would do what my body wanted me to. Feeling his hardness pressed beneath me, I suddenly grew self-conscious, my lack of experience making me nervous. "Just so you know," I started, biting down on my lip, "this is my first time."

Why me? "Okay. Where do you want the story, starting from?" Jazzy offered? "From the very beginning. All the information you got when you first arrived." “Hmm… Alright. In the beginning, I sent to school on my first day...no one touched me..or talked to me, because you told them to stay away from me and not talk to me ... yes that's what happened, when I came to a room... they would immediately stop talking, a very crowded room ... then I came, then the room would be quiet in a matter of seconds. Some of them who do want to talk to each other, they chose to go away. Then the day you lifted the talk ban, I heard a lot of things." I started the long dramatic stories.

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.

I winked and he laughed. "Well Hailey you did it." "How about you? Any stories?" I asked and he smirked. "What do you think?" He teased me. "I mean everyone has their first love story.. I mean I won’t be jealous.." I said awkwardly and looked away. "Okay let me tell about my first love story.." I looked at him really curious. Before he can tell his story, the food came. The waiter greeted us and put the food in front of us. "I met her unexpectedly actually, she's a really bright person and really beautiful. I love her cute expression especially when she's trying so hard to do something, she's really-"

while eyeing the bowls. Of course, it did not work on the first try. However, it doesn’t mean that the young man would give up. He did this every day with every meal that is served. He was always there with her every breakfast and dinner. If they were lucky, they get to have some snacks too. He continued to narrate his life story, but most of the time it’s just pure nonsense that it almost made the girl laugh. Keyword: almost.

his voice croaked. I stared at him and crossed my arms over my exposed stomach before I replied. “You have to understand where I’m coming from, Liam. I’ve never really had a relationship. Not one that I would count anyway. I was made a mockery my entire life. The first time I had sex was a school joke. My second time, the guy was as toxic as fuck. He was my first boyfriend, and I worshipped him.”

He stared at me again as he sat down on the sofa. "Well since you want to waste time, no problem, let me tell you a story, but first I want you to know that I can tell that you have no idea what you are feeling," He said. "That is how it works, the first time it was done to me I could not connect my mind to my body," He revealed. "I almost went crazy by the time they were through with me," he finished. I had no idea what he was talking about. "You may speak," He said reading my mind.

My mouth is dry and I simply wait for him to continue. "Let me tell you a little about myself. You have done this because you dream of a better life. Good for you. I have dreams too. Perhaps fantasies is a better word... One of them is to have a young and beautiful girl kneeling naked in front of me." He smiles down at me and I blush. "Another is...well, this is going to be your first time. They say that we all remember our first time and I suppose mine would have been about average. I was a young, incompetent fumbler, but an older woman did me a favour and guided me through. She made it good for me. I´ve always dreamed of being able to take a girl´s virginity and make her first time wonderf