First Time - Page 57


This is my first time writing a story and I'm going to change names for security of everyone. I was sitting at home on a Thursday night and my phone buzzed and glowed. "Do you want to go riding around tonight?" It was from Megan. "Yeah. Sure. Let me get dressed." I replied
RECAP **I met Roxanne in our freshman year of high school. I sat right behind her in English class. On the very first day, I just happened to have a need for a pencil and asked her if I could borrow one. That question became a conversation, and soon enough we were talking constantly



Prologue This prologue is simply a brief retelling of the events of Cabin Fever that are relevant to the actual fanfic. This is here for the benefit of people who aren't familiar with Cabin Fever as it is not a well known movie
Well after my revelation with my son I was so excited I scheduled an emergency session with my therapist. She was quiet as I explained my progress, along with the diaper analogy. Then she did something that I had never seen her do
---Sorry about not being able to post anything sincewell, forever. I've had a long break and a change of focus. Hope you enjoy this new story I've made. I posted it to my other account "SamSalivara", but apparently, that account got deleted
The next day, Logan came over to my house. I was at home alone in the kitchen. Since my mom and dad both worked almost all day, I had to make my own food during the day. But right now I wasn't hungry. I was anxious



I wasn’t proud of what I said to Zoe. For days I thought about showing up to her house and just holding her. But my frustration got the better of me. Zoe and I never spoke after our fight, not even a single message. Slowly I became a bitter and selfish person



After 15 minutes the music became more dramatic, the curtain parted. Nikki walked up to me. "I just talked to Angel. Apparently Cindy told her she's 'not just laying there letting these old fucks dump cum in her anymore'. She's taking over the show. Expect a performance
I had my first orgasm when I was eighteen. You might wonder what took me so long. I’m sure all the other guys blew their first load way before then. I liked women just fine—their beautiful hair and faces
KEN: I grew up in the 1970s during the time of "sexual enlightenment." It seems like I had always known what sex was about. My parents quietly and unemotionally explained the basics of sexuality, and answered my questions openly



America 2042 Colleen Soss stood uncomfortably in the crowded Oval Office


A summer with my Stepsister Mary, Part 1 This is a true story that happened between my stepsister Mary and I. My name is Bobby, and I was 15 and she was 13 when all of this happened
“I just feel much better that Emma has a place to go to after school . . . that is safe. Coming to our apartment, in this neighborhood all by herself has always been something . . . I haven’t felt good about,” said Charli. “I can promise you she will always be safe . .
How beautiful A Jade can be Chapter 1 “All right Mark, its your first day of work…only too damn many before the end of the school year.” Mark Banderbuilt muttered to himself through clenched teeth as he stepped onto the wet pavement of Tammy L. Wright High School
A Place of Dragons I twiddled my thumbs nervously as I stared out the large transparent-aluminum viewing port that was designed to show off the docking ships