1. My First Time


    Date: 4/1/2024, Categories: First Time Author: IsabelaEvergarden, Source: LushStories 

    My first time

Part 1

The sun timidly awakened on the horizon, painting the sky with soft shades of pink and orange. I open my eyes, feeling the morning light invade my room, creating patterns of shadow that dance on the walls. The new year of high school begins, and I am ready to face the challenges that await me. I slide out of bed, feeling the soft touch of cotton sheets as I rise. The first step of the morning is before me, and I can hardly wait to choose the clothes that will accompany me on this special day. I walk to the wardrobe, hearing the floorboards creak slightly under my bare feet. As I open the wardrobe doors, I am enveloped by the familiar scent of clean and cozy clothes. Each piece is a possibility, a unique expression. I start with socks. I choose a pair of pink sockets, feeling their soft texture against my fingers as I delicately pick them up. I place them on the bed, creating a small pile of color. The socks are the first hidden touch of personality in my morning journey.

Next, I select a set of light purple panties and a bra with delicate bows. I place them next to the socks on the bed, creating a color palette that represents my femininity. The carefully chosen black leggings slide smoothly through my hands as I feel the elasticity of the fabric between my fingers. Placing it on the bed creates a base for my choice of clothing. The white school uniform with the distinctive logo on the chest is my next choice. As I place it on the bed, I feel ...
    ... the freshness of the fabric, reminding me that a new year has officially begun. After carefully arranging all my clothes on the bed, I grab my personal towel from the wardrobe and head to the bathroom. The soft towel is a familiar companion in my morning routine.

In the bathroom, I close the door behind me, creating a private space for my next ritual. Slowly, I remove my pajamas and fold them neatly on the sink. The water from the shower starts to fall, filling the room with comforting steam as I step under it, avoiding getting my hair wet. I immediately feel the hot water running down my body. Taking the sponge gently in hand, I begin to wash my breasts, feeling each bristle slide smoothly over my curves. My hands roam every inch of my body as I revel in the pleasure that only a shower can offer. Feeling a little excited at the thought of a new year full of possibilities, I continue to carefully wash myself, taking note of every sensation that arises when scrubbing around my most intimate parts. The warm water caresses my fair skin as I lose myself in time.

I lose track of time as I feel the water starting to cool down. I decide to end this moment of tranquility and reach for the faucet to turn off the shower. The water stops, but the steam persists, enveloping me like a temporary curtain. Carefully, I slide open the shower door and slowly step out into the bathroom environment. I grab the hanging towel, and it meets my damp skin. I gently dry myself, absorbing moisture ...
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