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  • The Auburn Pokè Girl: Part 3

    The Auburn Pokè Girl: Part 3
    Oct 3 2025
    Looking for more game-play.

    Based on a post by a u guy86, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.





    The entire walk home, Ashley was smiling like a little girl on Christmas morning, holding Michael’s arm and walking as close to him as she could. Michael, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck. Antonio’s advice for him to be his normal dorky self had worked, but had it worked too well? Questions began to race through his mind. What if she invited him in? What if she invited him to bed with her? How would she react when he told her of his lack of experience? If she did want to sleep with him, he didn’t dare try to hide the fact that he was a virgin; no way would that end well. Sighing mentally, he decided he’d just have to play it by ear and hope for the best.

    “I… had such a great time with you,” Michael said as they approached her door.

    “Me too,” Ashley agreed. “And… well, it’s still kinda early.”

    “Uh… y-yeah?”

    Throwing caution to the wind, Ashley leaned forward and planted a long and sensuous kiss on Michael’s lips. By the end of it, her tongue had found his for the first time, to both of their delights.

    “Why don’t you come in and stay a while?” she asked as they parted.

    “But… wouldn’t Liz mind?”

    “Liz already told me she’ll be gone ‘til tomorrow. We have the place to ourselves.” Sensing his hesitation, she continued, “Michael, believe me when I say that I swore at the start of the night this wouldn’t happen. No matter how well tonight went… I had no intention of inviting you in after one date. Yet, here we are, and I don’t want the night to end. No pressure, no expectations, I just… I want to spend more time with you. I mean, it is Valentine’s Day, after all, and I do consider you my Valentine.”

    “Now who’s the cheesy one?” Michael laughed. “I’d love to spend more time with you tonight, but only if you’re sure.”

    Another peck on the lips, and Ashley said, “Positive.”

    Taking Michael’s hand, Ashley practically dragged him into the apartment and locked the deadbolt behind her. She then took Michael’s suit jacket from him, hanging it on the back of a chair at the breakfast nook. Before long, she had kicked off her shoes and plopped down on the sofa.

    “Come on,” Ashley beckoned, patting the seat next to her. “I don’t bite.”

    Michael smirked at this, discarding his own shoes and loosening his tie a bit. As soon as his ass touched the sofa cushion, Ashley was already hanging on him, running her fingers through his hair and moving her hand to his thigh. Still, he tried to play it cool and have no assumptions about her intentions.

    “Did… you wanna watch a movie or something?” Michael asked.

    Smiling, Ashley gave a few playful kisses to Michael’s cheek before replying, “Is that really what you want us to do tonight?”

    “I… I-I um…”

    Michael was slowly losing control of his mental capabilities, and Ashley damn well knew it. After he had driven her crazy on the dance floor, seducing her without even realizing it, she was determined to do the same. Turning up the heat, she leaned closer to Michael and kissed his lips longingly. He was powerless to stop her as she pushed him to lie back long ways on the sofa. The feeling of her lithe body on top of his was almost too much to bear.

    “Ashley…” he moaned.

    Looking deep into his eyes, she said, “Michael, I can’t tell you how into you I am. I know this sounds insane, and I don’t want you to think I’m slutty or anything, but… I want you to stay the night. Unless you absolutely don’t want to, I have no intention of letting you leave until tomorrow.”

    Michael’s face twisted a bit at this. “Of course I want to be here with you! But why would you think I’d think you’re slutty?”

    Snorting a bit, Ashley replied, “Come on, Michael. Here I am, throwing myself at you after one date. How is that not slutty?”

    Maintaining eye contact, he asked, “Do you respect yourself and your standards?”
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  • The Auburn Pokè Girl: Part 2

    The Auburn Pokè Girl: Part 2
    Oct 2 2025
    Smack-talking with a hot babe gamer.Based on a post by a u guy86, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time. “Dude, you won’t believe what happened today,” Michael called out as he arrived back at his apartment.“What’s up?” Antonio asked from the sofa.“You know the girl from the basketball games?”“That hot little trainer? Yeah?”“She’s a member of the A U Pokémon League!”“Are you serious?! Wha… what happened? Did you talk to her?” he asked.“Yeah, we played a couple of games. She’s good; maybe the best I’ve ever played against,” Michael replied.“That’s all? You just… played video games?” Antonio wondered, cocking his eyebrow.“I, uh, might have also gotten her to agree to come to the Valentine’s Day dance with me,” Michael admitted.“That’s what I’m talking’ about!” Antonio cheered, fist-bumping Michael. “You got a big day tomorrow. You ready for this?”“To be honest… no, I’m not.”“Whatchya mean?”“Dude, I’ve never been on a real date before, let alone had an actual girlfriend!” Michael replied. “I don’t know the first thing about women!”Grinning, Antonio said, “Don’t you worry; I got your back.”“Yeah, says my gay roommate,” Michael teased.“Not cool, dude. Here I am, trying to help you out, and you gotta go and question my sexuality!” Antonio fired back with a laugh. “But in all seriousness, if you doubt which way I swing… you could always ask Allison Smallwood.”“You and Allison Smallwood?”“You bet your ass! We’ll be at the dance tomorrow.”“Lucky bastard…” Michael grumbled.“Hey, I’ve seen that trainer you’ve been pining over. You ain’t got nothing’ to be jealous of! Her name’s Ashley, right?”“Yeah, but how’d you know?”“Allison told me,” Antonio said. “I was trying’ to gather information in case you needed a stronger shove to chat her up.”“I take it back. You’re not a lucky bastard, you’re a sneaky bastard!”“Damn straight! Now, let’s get you ready for your big date. Take a seat, my man.” As Michael plopped down in the chair across from him, Antonio continued, “Now, the first rule to remember is that she’s in charge. Anything she says ‘no’ to or isn’t comfortable with, that’s what goes. Understand?”“Easy enough.”“Good. But remember, even though she’s in charge, she’ll still want you to take the lead sometimes. The most attractive thing to most women is confidence. Not cockiness, but confidence.”“Knew there was a catch,” Michael sighed.“Don’t do that, man. That’s exactly what I’m talking’ about. The minute you get down on yourself just ‘cause you think you’re not good enough, that’s when the girl will pick up on it. As cliché as it sounds, you have to just be you. You don’t want to go too over the top with your personality, or she’ll think you’re compensating for something, but you don’t wanna stifle your personality either, or she won’t get to know the real you. Worst case, she’ll think you don’t like her. But if you just act like you and be confident in that, everything else will fall into place. Trust me.”“I’m assuming I need to open doors and everything like that?”“Definitely start out that way, yeah,” Antonio answered. “Now, it’s entirely possible she may not like that, particularly if she’s strong and independent. If she reacts negatively, don’t panic. Just explain that you were taught to do those things as a sign of respect and good manners. That ought to be enough, but if she’s still not keen on it, don’t force the issue.”“Ok, but… what if she wants me to hold her hand or… kiss her? How am I supposed to know and not fuck it up?”“As far as holding her hand, it’s a dance. That means you two will be in close proximity all night; handholding is gonna happen on its own, so don’t stress over it. Now, as for kissing, you have to read the signs.”“The signs?” Michael asked.“Damn, ain’t you ever seen Hitch? Will Smith wrote the book on reading signs!”“Dude, you know I can’t stand romantic comedies!” Michael laughed.“With your luck, Ashley will feel the same way,” Antonio chuckled. “Anyway, the signs. If she’s smiling and maybe laughing at everything you two do together, that’s a sign she’s into you. If she finds any excuse in the world to touch you or take your arm, that’s a sign she’s into you. If you two find yourselves alone and she’s in no hurry to go back to where there’s more people, that’s a sign she’s into you. If you’re at her door and she fumbling with her keys, in no hurry to let the date end, that’s a sign she’s into you. And finally, if there’s a long silence where she maintains eye contact with you the whole time, that’s a full on signal she probably wants you to kiss her.”“Probably?”“Yeah, probably. There’s never any guarantee, especially when it...
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  • The Auburn Pokè Girl: Part 1

    The Auburn Pokè Girl: Part 1
    Oct 1 2025
    A pair of lonely gamers overcome their fears and preconceived notions on Valentine's Day.Based on a post by a u guy86, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time. Gaming for Love. “And Smallwood drains it for three!”Click click click. The digital SLR was zoomed in on the guard at the other end of the court. The $6000 zoom lens made Michael’s photo-journalism look world-class.Michael Goldman scanned the Auburn Basketball Arena, always looking for the perfect shot for the school newspaper, The Plainsman. Allison Smallwood, the star point guard of the women’s basketball team, always made for an excellent target. Not only was she a fantastic athlete, but she was also a pretty blonde with a dazzling smile. But sometimes a particular fan in the stands caught in a moment of emotional fervor, was just the touch to give the readers a full sense of the game experience.The drama of heated shouting, or the agony of an athlete rolling on the hardwood, holding a knee which just bent in an unnatural angle. That was what really riveted the subscribers’ attention.“Foul on Georgia, and Smallwood steps to the free throw line!”Click. Click.As he snapped a few more shots, Michael couldn’t help but smile. Even as socially awkward as he was, he seemed to thrive whenever he was on the job. While behind the camera, he was able to see the world around him not as the annoying bunch of people he had to deal with, but as a collection of models waiting for him to capture the perfect moment. Still, it’d be nice to have a sweet girl to go home to after work, but Michael wasn’t holding out much hope. Most girls weren’t attracted to the stereotypical Jewish kid: scrawny with curly black hair, pale skin complexion, and a bit of a large nose. As much as Michael tried to downplay the cliché, there really was no escaping it.A sudden thud from the court snapped Michael out of his daydream, and he saw one of the other girls down on the floor. A quick glance at his roster sheet told him it was Desiree Bonner, the starting forward. As he went to work with his camera, he was relieved to see that her injuries didn’t look too serious. Soon, she was being tended to by one of the trainers.“There she is,” Michael breathed.Michael still had no idea who she was, but the student trainer that worked with the women’s basketball team was nothing short of a knockout. She was maybe 5’5” with light strawberry blonde hair, and her sharp eyes and wry smile seemed to indicate that she had a keen intellect to go with her stunning good looks. As she worked on Desiree, Michael couldn’t help but snap a few shots of the two of them, making sure that both the trainer and player were in focus. What he would give for a shot with her. Soon, the buzzer interrupted his fantasies, forcing him back to reality.“Well, back to work…”So it went for the rest of the game. No further injuries occurred for Auburn, so Michael didn’t get any further glimpses of the little goddess that tended to the players. The Lady Tigers kept the game close, but Georgia was just the better team in the end, and the Bulldogs ended up winning 67-62. This didn’t come as a huge surprise to Michael. Throughout the season, the team had proved to be talented but young, with Smallwood being the only real veteran on the team. Considering that she was only a sophomore, the team had nowhere to go but up in the coming seasons.After a final series of shots as the teams shook hands, Michael texted his boss up in the press box. The reply thanked Michael for his hard work and instructed him to take the rest of the night off; his boss would handle photography at the postgame press conference. This suited Michael just fine, as he had gotten more than enough of people for the day. After packing up his camera gear, he headed out to his bike to begin the trek back to his apartment. A Chiding roommate.As he reclined on the sofa in his living room, Michael grabbed his Nintendo 3DS and powered up his copy of Pokémon Sun, intending to waste away the rest of the evening with some online battles. On the other side of the room stood Antonio, Michael’s roommate. He was a tall drink of water by any standard, and his dark chocolate skin and shaved head gave him quite a striking appearance. Still, he was as nerdy as Michael was, perhaps even more so, and tried to communicate this with his black horn-rimmed glasses. Of course, with his height and good looks, that only served to make him even more irresistible to the opposite sex. As was his usual Thursday evening routine, he stood with iron in hand, pressing his shirts for the coming weekend, no doubt for a Valentine’s Day date of some sort.“Dammit,” Michael muttered.“What’s wrong, man?” Antonio asked.“Another rage quitter. That’s three in a row!”“You getting’ that good?” Antonio wondered with a laugh.“No, the level of competition has definitely gone down in the last few months. ...
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