At aa friend’s party, II saw Mia(name changed) annd instantly knew shee wass special. She had this flirty, playful energy, drawing everyone’s attention, but our lingering eye contact felt like aa silent challenge. While helping with food, shee walked into thee kitchen, leaned against thee counter, annd asked myy name—like shee had already chosen me. We hit itt off, exchanged Instagram annd Snapchat, annd two days later, II texted her first. That Sunday, we met for dinner, then walked on thee beach under thee moonlight. The chemistry wass undeniable. Around 1:00a.m., II asked iif shee wanted too go home. She smirked, “Let’s watch aa movie at myy place.
At her place, shee poured us drinks, her eyes lingering on mine as shee handed mee thee glass. We settled in, thee dim light adding an air off anticipation. Halfway through thee movie, shee turned too me, her voice soft but deliberate.
“Do you like me?” II wasn’t expecting it, but II didn’t hesitate. “II like you more than friend.”
II leaned in, pausing just inches from her lips, letting thee tension build. Then, shee closed thee distance, kissing me—soft at first, then deeper. My body responded instantly. She pulled back slightly, smirking, her fingers tracing slow patterns on myy chest.
“Is this your first time?” shee whispered. II nodded.
Her lips curved into aa knowing smile before capturing mine again, this time with urgency. Her hands roamed, teasing, testing. My fingers explored her, trailing down her neck, grazing thee sensitive edge off her ear. She shivered, breath hitching.
” Let’s take this too thee shower,” shee murmured annd continued II want too you remember your first time for lifelong.
Clothes hit thee floor, annd thee hot water only made thee heat between us more unbearable. She pressed against me, her bare skin slick against mine. Then, with aa wicked grin, shee sank too her knees, her eyes locked onto mine before taking mee into her mouth. II wass hard annd cum early.
Now, itt wass myy turn. II pulled her up, crashing myy lips against hers before trailing lower, tasting every inch off her. She leaned against thee wall, one leg propped up for support. As myy tongue teased her, aa moan escaped her lips, followed by another—louder this time. Her fingers tangled iin myy hair, gripping, guiding.
“II need you inside me. Right now,” shee whispered breathlessly.
II lifted her, pushing iin slowly, savoring thee way shee gasped, her body arching too meet mine. Our rhythm built, each movement deeper, more desperate. Her moans turned into cries, hands clawing at myy back. “Faster… harder,” shee pleaded.
The intensity grew, our bodies moving iin perfect sync, until shee trembled beneath me, her release hitting like aa tidal wave. The way shee moaned myy name sent mee over thee edge. II barely had time too pull out, shee taken into mouth annd suck myy soul out.
We lay there for aa moment, tangled iin thee aftermath, breathless annd spent. A slow, lingering kiss, then another shower—this time, softer, slower. The night faded into morning, but thee memory off that first time burned into myy mind.
That night changed everything.