My First Time

A mixed feeling, it was

Every moment was filled with a mix of tension and happiness. Photo by Bryce Barker on Unsplash

I vividly remember the first day I came visiting, the atmosphere was electric with songs blaring from the stereo, as he locked eyes with me and I felt an instant connection. He held my hands romantically, his touch sending shivers down my spine. My skin heated up as he caressed me so sensitively.

“I’m a good girl, I don’t do stuffs like this,” I said, trying to push him away. But then he silenced me with a gentle kiss, his middle middle finger tracing my lips. My stomach churned with butterflies, eagerly waiting for his next move.

He swept me into his arms, his touch sending shivers and igniting a fire within me. We kissed so deeply, our hearts racing. He let out soft moans, driving me crazy. I was lost in the moment forgetting my initial words, 'good girl.'

“May I?” he whispered in my ear. I was speechless, weak, and couldn’t resist. I tried to compose myself, but my words were jumbled, “How can you give me salt and pour me water, yet ignite this flame?”

Before I knew it, we were both caught up in the moment. It happened. But then, I was startled awake by a bucket of water. It was all a dream. My mom stood over me, “Why are you still asleep by this time? Wake up and be useful!” She yelled.

My mom woke me up with a cold bucket of water, I couldn't help but scream. It was indeed surprising. Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash

I shuddered, realizing it was just a dream. But the memory lingered, leaving me with a mixed feeling — longing and curiosity.

It was my first time experiencing such a surprise in bed.