So I sit here, writing my next blog post, when a facebook message pops up on my screen from my boyfriend's thirteen year old daughter, saying: "Tell me if it's good, here it is." And BAM, next thing I know, she sends me a short story called MY FIRST TIME. Apparently, I'm instiling love to reading and writing in the household with my constant reading and writing every day, but I didn't think I'd inspire, um, an erotica piece. I thought it very straight-forward, real, and funny, and, by popular demand, am sharing it with you here.
MY FIRST TIME by Josey Daniel
As I lay there he looks into my eyes, then he kisses me. He pulls my shirt off over my head, unclips my bra, then starts to kiss my neck. He starts his way down to my boob and he kisses my boobs, then he starts sucking my nipple as he unbuckles my belt, unzips my zipper, and works his way down. He pulls my pants down leaving my thong on, to pull it off later. He's at my belly button now as I lay there, looking at the ceiling, thinking to myself, should I do this or should I stop it now. I feel his soft lips kiss were my pants button should be. He sits up and pulls my thong off in one quick gesture, then he kisses and licks me where my mum told me to never let them lick. I lay there, trying not to move or make a noise, but it feels good, I have to move. My hands feel heavy, then out of nowhere I let out a big moan and he looks up and he kisses my neck, then takes his shirt off. His muscles are so big and it's so hot, I can't resist it. I sit up and unbuckle his belt, unzip his zipper. He pulls his pants off. He has sexy lines and abs and I can't help myself not to touch them. I kiss him. I put my hands around his neck as I lay back. He follows and he starts moving up and down gently. I open my mouth and I start to moan. He does the same and it feels so good. Then he comes. I realize we had no condom...but it's too late! 20 minutes later I come!!!
I wanted to post this e-mail I received from a CEO of a company whose services I have been using for years, because it made me cry and proved to me that stories like the one above need to be shared:
Just wanted to let you know I had a spontaneous conversation yesterday with my 10 and 8 year old daughters who were inquiring about the meaning of some suggestive Kesha lyrics. I was intentionally more candid than usual, inspired by your daughter's comments on your blog a few days ago. My girls were very mature with the conversation and I felt unexpectedly proud of my parenting moment. Just thought you would like to hear the far reach that your (and your daughter's and your boyfriend's daughter's) brave story telling has.
Best of luck with the book. You seem to be on fire!
Co-Founder, The Small Business Web