First Time - Page 174
Adam and Deb are in their mid twenties and havebeen living together in an apartment for the past two years. They met at work and after banging each other抯 brains out for a few months decidedthey should move in together
I recently traveled to Ireland on business. I arrived at the hotel and got settled and went to the bar to have some fine Irish Beers. I sat there trying to understand folks in their thick accent but had little luck
___ No one got up until noon Sunday. Brad was worried about his mom. She was so straight, didn’t cuss or do anything improper. Having sex with her son, was unthinkable. He decided to just play like nothing had happened



Chapter 1: The Party Max Harper sat in History class bored out of his mind. He was in his Junior year and they were supposed to be reviewing their notes they took the night before on the Civil War. Max stared down at his sheet of paper filled with doodles that he drew instead



I head down the hallway to detention. Ugh. This is SUCH a waste of time. I could be rehearsing lines or doing homework! I decide to dress fashionable one day and everybody panics! I wore my new corset/tank top, a short black skirt, and my black ankle boots
Let me tell you about my “first time” I suppose that is always special for everyone, mostly anyway but I still thrill myself with my story so I just have to tell it. I was still my Daddies little girl, I do remember how old I was but perhaps it would be best if I just leave that out
I awoke to the sound of humming. I was slowly coming round and recognised the humming as that of a woman’s. I opened my eyes and was greeted with a straw thatched roof. I moved my head and took in my surroundings. I was clearly in some house that I knew was not my own



“R-ROSE!?…. W-W-WHAT IS THAT!?!?!?” I yelled ecstatically as my sis stood at the other end of her bed wearing some tight leather clothes. “Oh this old thing?” she giggled sarcasticly. “That’s not important Brandon…. do you like it? She looked at me with those brown eyes


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Hi my handle is hard93. This is the edited version of my first story here. I hope that you will enjoy it better. I've added a few story elements to add interest for those who have read my first version. It should make it worth the read



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