Crazy First Experiences

By Nancy Brockton

First Group Sex, First Lesbian Sex, Hell... First Everything

Here are five scorching stories from bestselling erotica author Nancy Brockton. Lovely girls experience sexual firsts like never before in steamy situations that range from group sex with strangers to slut wife threesomes. First anal sex completely out of the blue? Nancy has it covered! Girl on girl frolic with an incredible first lesbian experience? You can count on Nancy for that as well! It’s red hot and ready for download so click now to travel along with the lovely heroine’s ready to experience sexual firsts in explosive and sexy ways!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of various first sex encounters. It includes first group sex, first anal sex, first rough sex, first lesbian sex, first double penetration, and more. It is intended for mature adults who won’t be offended by graphic depictions of sex acts between consenting adults.

1. THERESA, CHARLIE, AND MY FIRST THREESOME (An FFM Ménage at the Cabin)
An Erotica Story

It all happened so completely unexpectedly. My best friend and I walked into the upstairs room to try on some new outfits and we found out Charlie was there. We’d just showered after skinny dipping, and we thought all of my brother’s friends had left the cabin so we walked into the room naked. I never could have predicted Theresa’s reaction...she kissed me! Before I knew it, I was having my first lesbian experience with my best friend and we were both having sex with a guy I barely knew! I wouldn’t have ever thought I’d have a threesome, and I never thought I’d have lesbian sex with my best friend!

2. BACKYARD BABE BANGED (My Unexpected Orgy Experience)

A Group Sex Erotica Story

Thia enjoys the privacy of her apartment’s backyard because she can sunbathe in private and it reminds her of her home. This college student needs all the memory of home that she can now that she’s in the big city. She finds out that it’s not so private when a cute young lady named Alice calls her from a second floor balcony and invites her to a party. She finds out right away how different parties in the city can be. It’s an all-out orgy with plenty of rough sex, and Thia will have her first lesbian experience and even take on two men at once!

3. THE LESBIAN STRAP ON THREESOME (Every Hole Filled...By Girls!)

A Lesbian Group Sex Erotica Story

Who says a night of studying has to be boring, and who says you need cocks to have double penetration? In this scorching story, study night turns into a scorching evening of first lesbian sex and strap on dildos that fill our lucky students with more than memories! Nobody does first lesbian sex encounters like Nancy Brockton, and this story is sure to please.

4. ROUGH SEX FOR MY FIRST THREESOME (Group Sex with My Best Friend and Her Husband)

An FFM Ménage a Trois Erotica Story

My best friend and I had fooled around for years but we never took it far. It was all just sexy pinches, very light kissing, and pretending we’d do more. One day, we tried on new sexy outfits and played around like we always did, and while I was giving her a little peck, I felt her husband’s hands on me! Sally and I were both shocked but Bobby didn’t give us much chance to think about it at all! He was rough as hell, and for some reason I really, really liked it!

5. THE ANAL SEX MASSAGE (The Cougar’s Backdoor Experience)

A First Anal Sex Erotica Story

When a new massage therapist showed up for my regular appointment, I was stunned. He was so damned young and so damned sexy. I felt like a foolish old woman. After all, how could a young stud want me, a divorced woman in her thirties? Herbie proved me wrong, though. He gave me the best massage of my life, and he took it a hell of a lot further, too! Who would have thought I’d not only be having sex with a younger man but I’d have my first anal sex experience as well?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Naughty Daydreams Press
• Release date: Sep 13, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311107282

Nancy Brockton

Nancy Brockton was born and raised in Boston, Massachusetts. She grew up in a very strict household where sex was taboo and only grudgingly accepted after marriage. She wasn't allowed to socialize with boys at all. So, forced to hang out with other girls and unable to express herself openly, she kept a secret diary filled with all of her fantasies about guys and girls.When she moved away to college on the west coast her sexuality exploded as she was released from the oppression of her conservative home. Her habit of journaling her sexual fantasies, though continued; and eventually she wrote a sex advice column at her college paper. Before too long, she was selling printed looseleaf copies of her stories to her dorm mates and their friends. Of course, now anyone can get her sexually charged and character driven stories. Nancy just loves to write erotica and since her own experiences often involve lesbian sex and sex with guys and gals at the same time, that's what she writes."I love to write about my own fantasies and share them with my readers. Of course a lot of my stories are based on real life events also. That keeps my readers guessing which ones are real and which ones are fantasy. I'll never tell!!"

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CRAZY FIRST EXPERIENCES

(First Group Sex, First Lesbian Sex, Hell... First Everything)

(Five Erotica Stories)

by Nancy Brockton

Smashwords Edition

All rights reserved copyright 2014 by Naughty Daydreams Press

THERESA, CHARLIE, AND MY FIRST THREESOME

BACKYARD BABE BANGED

THE LESBIAN STRAP-ON THREESOME

ROUGH SEX FOR MY FIRST THREESOME

THE ANAL SEX MASSAGE

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

THERESA, CHARLIE, AND MY FIRST THREESOME

An FFM Ménage at the Cabin

An Erotica Story

by Nancy Brockton

all rights reserved copyright 2014 by Naughty Daydreams Press

It was kind of embarrassing. We’d been on a two week camping trip. There were three boys and the two of us. Theresa and I had been best friends since we were babies, really. We grew up together as next door neighbors, and we’d been inseparable pretty much the whole time. The reason things were embarrassing at the moment was that we were utterly naked and hiding in the bushes outside of the cabin where all of us were spending the weekend. We’d just been skinny dipping, and a bear, of all things, had stolen our clothes. We’d been afraid that the boys might steal them as a joke. My brother, Joseph, was kind of a dick that way, and his two buddies pretty much went along with whatever he said. So, we’d packed our bikinis into the little bag that held our snacks and our towels and then hidden the bag in a shrub. The problem was that the bag also held snacks. We swam in the river, and it was about as exciting as hell when we saw the bear. It was beautiful, and it wasn’t until it stuck its nose in the shrub emerged with the bag in its mouth that we realized what was going on. Then, we started yelling but instead of dropping the bag it ran off into the forest.

We ended up sneaking back to the cabin and trying to figure out how to get in without humiliation. That was when we lucked out. I heard Joseph’s voice and then the car door slammed. I remembered the boys were heading into town about forty-five miles away to pick up beer and food. We watched the car disappear and then walked boldly to the cabin, taking the time to take a shower in the outside stall my parents had built just so we could all wash up after swimming in the river. As we soaped up, I realized this was probably the hundredth shower Theresa and I had taken in the outside stall, and I realized how much I loved that we were still as close of friends at nineteen years old as we were when we were five. We finished up our showers and then stepped over to the cabin’s mud room where we dried off with the towels that had been there since before I was born. Finally, we made our way into the cabin proper. Our plan was to get dressed and spend some time trying on a bunch of new clothes we’d bought at an outlet mall on the way and then watching a chick flick or something, just enjoying that there were no men around.

Theresa and I both walked naked into the cabin and hurried upstairs. I had a great many number of outfits I wanted to try out, and the idea that we’d have some girl time alone was fabulous. We walked up to the bedroom, and I was shocked to discover that Charlie was still there lying on the bed. (We switched off. The boys got the bedroom one night and the girls got the couches below and then we switched.) He looked up lazily at us, and then his eyes opened wide in shock. I think both Theresa and I had comical expressions on our