Novel & Cerita Myfirst Time Story

Back when we were kids, Kier had told me about his first love. His first kiss. It was a cute little story. It was at a mall during one of his vacations in South Korea, a girl was crying because she lost an earring. Kier had found it and kissed the girl to make her feel better. And just like every little thing in my life, I wrote about it in my diary.

AGNARR. I unzip my own pants and pull out my cock. “This will be a story we’ll remember years from now.” She whispers in my ear, “That our first time was in an alley in a small town on the borders of Clair De Lune.” A soft wind blows, and I hug her tighter, feeling drunk with the haze of how this feels. Kissing her neck, I rub my cock against her clit making her moan. In a world where there are no risks or expectations, this would be perfect.

he said, finishing for me. "Yes." Now it was my turn to blush. "Don't feel like you need to give me the gory details. I'm not sure I want to imagine you with someone else right now." "My first time wasn't so great. I was fourteen. It happened at the cast party, after our big musical my freshman year. Did you ever see The Jerk?" "The one with Steve Martin?"

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

NOTE: THIS STORY IS NOT EDITED!! THIS IS MY FIRST STORY EVER. DO YOU HEAR THAT EVER? I WAS INNOCENT AND DIDN'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT WRITING A STORY. BUT IT IS BEING EDITED NOW SO BARE WITH ME. WITH THAT SAID, ENJOY>3. Hannah "Crap!" I shout as I stubbed my toe by accident, stepping out of my room. "What happened this time?" "It's nothing, I hurt my toe. I'm fine though."

“Is it the baby? Do you need to visit the hospital? Kristen said we will register you—” “No, it's not that. It's just….” I sighed, running my hand through my hair. “I grew up in an orphanage,” I started, feeling as nervous as hell. This was the first time I was telling someone else my story, and I felt anxious about it. I peered up at her, to know if she was watching me, and she was. She rubbed on my back, not saying a word, but sending silent encouragements to me.

Greetings everyone! Thank you for clicking on this story and I hope you enjoy Mateo's and Callie's journey. This is my first story that I have ever written, so I apologize if there were mistakes or if it was too cringe. I tried as much as I could to edit this story. *A little bit about me:

I rushed toward a nearby wall and pushed my back into it, trying to keep straight, trying to stop my knees from goddamn knocking. Feeling like a baby and hating it, I closed my eyes and breathed through the chaos attacking my mind. Most guys would talk about the first time they got laid, or the first time they got drunk. My brothers often shared war stories. The first time they’d been shot, that they’d killed. But even though I’d listened, and while I’d felt sure I’d learned something from them, I realized I’d learned nothing. Christ, nothing could have prepared me. I wanted to puke out my guts, but the one thing that stopped me?

This time, it was my turn to flee in despair, shuffling off to the bathroom to put my tampon in. The chat exploded again. [No way. No way! That's it? They're done?!] [People say the first time is fast, but I never expected it to be THAT fast.] [Aaargh! Author, are you serious right now? Why are you doing this to Miles? He's a snake-man! Do you even know what that means?!]