My First Time - Sex Stories

My First Time

... while the towel performs its task. I move down my body with the towel starting from my shoulders and chest each movement is like a ritual, a gradual transition from gentle water to the velvety texture of the towel. Every curve and contour of my body finds the soothing touch of the towel an intimate gesture of self-care.

When I reach my legs, the touch of the towel becomes sharper, absorbing the droplets that have adhered to my skin. I carefully dry each leg, ensuring that every centimeter is free from moisture. My feet receive special care, the soles pressing gently against the towel to absorb the water that has accumulated between my toes. Finally, I wrap the towel around my waist, creating a temporary embrace of warmth as I prepare to return to my room. With my body now dry, I feel ready to put on my pajamas and continue with my morning routine. In front of the vanity mirror, I observe my reflected image. The first glimpse of myself in the morning is like meeting an old friend who shares with me all her journey's secrets. For a few seconds, I allow myself to contemplate the young woman who faces each new day with determination.

The first choice is the panty, a delicate piece in light purple that glides smoothly over my legs. I feel the soft lace against my skin, a touch of femininity that I will carry discreetly throughout the day. Then, I put on the bra, adjusting the straps carefully to ensure optimal comfort. The lace harmoniously matches with the panties, ...

... creating an elegant base that is an extension of myself. The black leggings chosen meticulously slide smoothly over my legs. Its elasticity fits perfectly and provides a feeling of freedom and comfort. Every inch of fabric adapts to the contours of my body, creating a second skin that is both practical and stylish.

Finally, the white school uniform is worn, marking the official start of another academic year. The precise seams and school logo on my chest are like badges representing a journey about to unfold. The socks previously chosen remain carefully arranged on the bed, waiting for their turn to join the rest of the outfit. After putting on every piece of clothing I had selected with care, I make my way over to my vanity table. There sits my hair which had already been pre-styled the night before, awaiting further attention from me come morning time. With gentle fingertips, I run a comb through my red locks, untangling each strand carefully until they're just right revealing waves that shape around my face perfectly underlining its beauty even more so than before, and the soft light from above illuminates each lock as if highlighting every curve beautifully in all sorts of shades and tones.

With my hair properly arranged, I turn my attention to the makeup palette in front of me. I start by applying a light foundation, selecting a shade that harmonizes perfectly with my fair skin. The silky texture of the foundation glides smoothly, evening out my complexion and providing a ...