i’m 18 and i want my first time in summer rain (f4m)

i’m 18 and i’ve never gone all the way, but i can feel how ready my body is every time

we make out. tonight i keep picturing it happening in summer rain: we kiss slow, we

talk, and we both say yes. he asks me if i’m sure and i tell him i want it, right now,

with him. we take off our clothes, touch everywhere, and i’m already soaking. he slides

just the tip in first and waits, eyes on me, breathing with me. i nod and pull him

closer. it’s warm, deep, and so real that i whimper his name. we move together, steady

and sweet, and it stops being scary—just intense and perfect. i tell him when it’s too

much and he listens, then pushes a little deeper when i beg for more. when i finally

shake and clutch at him, i can’t believe it’s my first time. i kiss his neck, tell him

not to stop, and feel my whole body open up for him.