Imagine an 18 year old pastor's daughter. u/depressedhedonist There was some major miscommunication. I didn't want to hook up again, just thought it was really stupid to not talk anymore just because we had already fucked. I think he worried that I would become attached or expect more, so he started avoiding me after a while.
I only told him it was my first time when he asked, after that deed. I kept running into him often (small city), we would make some small talk or just say hi. It was weird and impersonal, and he finished just about when I was starting to enjoy myself. I wasn't 100% into it, but was like 'fuck it' and did it. It didn't take me very long to realise what he was going for. His friend gave us a ride, but instead of taking me to my place, the friend took us to his place. It was a guy from my neighborhood, who I kinda knew before. We ended up seeing eachother a few times a week as fwb for a few months before he went back to his home country.
He literally told me his 'thing' was getting a girl off and going down on them. He was a little older and knew exactly what to do and when. I had no idea what I was doing, but I knew I was safe with him and we had amazing chemistry. Aaaand accidently met the most amazing person In the world. Thought, fuck it, Im gonna go party and live it up. (20F) I had just come out of a 3 year relationship with the only guy I had ever been intimate with. i never willingly had one, i was always tricked into thinking it was more. i thought he actually liked me (2 dates) and just sat on my bed looking defeated and sad after he told me to consider it a ONS and showed himself out. Read along and prepare for a rollercoaster of emotions. No matter what the case, Reddit's AskWomen thread asked its ladies to share the stories of their first one night stands, and wow, they got honest. For some people the first one night-stand overlaps with the first time, in general, but for a lot of people it doesn't. There's the fist time you try each new position, the first time you orgasm, the first time you do it with each new partner and, of course, the first one-night stand. But, even after you've had sex for the first time, there are still plenty of sexual firsts to be had. We haven't talked since but damn, I could love.The only real sexual "first" anyone ever bothers to talk about is the first time they had sex. I look over and she's just smiling at me. Damn, that one day comes flooding back to me. It's "Must Have Been The Roses" by The Greatful Dead. Damn what a tease! As we're getting close, a song comes on. We always have been, but tonight we act on it." She didn't have to say anything, just smile at me. There was something about the way she handed the shots to me, as to say, "Take this shot with me, as we are kindred souls. We are all gettin' drunk, doin' our thing. The game ends and we move on to the after party. It's crowded, I'm crammed up against her. "We should go watch it somewhere." The game was on.Įveryone meets up at the pizza joint just off Tech campus. My parents were good friends, as were our sisters, so it wasn't strange, I just don't remember why they came. I couldn't tell you why but she shows up with her parents.
We both had boyfriends and girlfriends and other friends. We went through high school, didn't interact much.
I never forgot that feeling, her smile from that night. She just giggled, I swear I could see her blush even on her dark skin, maybe it was just a reflection of the rose. Instinctively, I grabbed a rose, removed the thorns, and placed it behind her ear. I did not understand the feeling as I looked back and forth between her and the roses.
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The contrast of her dark skin and hair against the brightly colored roses struck me. We were laying in the grass, chatting and having fun, when I saw a rose bush. We had nothing to but play outside and enjoy each other's company. She and I were pushed together as the older kids partied, as well as our parents. One day, we were about 8 or 9, our older sisters had a party. It happened that my older sister and her older sister were close friends. She used to be taller than me, she would tease me every now and then. We went all through grade school together. From the moment I saw her, I knew she was special. She has dark brown hair, a dark complexion and the body of a goddess. Many years ago, when I was just a youngin', I met a cute gal by the name of Chelsea. Well let's start from the beginning shall we?