First Time

I met Andrés, with that smile that undid me. Sofía wasn’t home. I hadn’t come for her anyway.

Natalia and I shared a room. That was all. But when we turned out the light and our bodies were inches apart, the plan changed.

The house was empty and I had all the time in the world. I never imagined that looking for a charger would lead me to my father’s and stepmother’s secret life.

She went into the confessional to talk about her dreams. When she left the sacristy, she was no longer the same. She was eighteen and had just discovered what her body had been asking for for months.

A bet, alcohol, and years of friendship. That night, Adrián and Marcos discovered that some limits aren’t where you think they are.

When Rodrigo arrived with “him,” it took me several minutes to understand that that perfect body and those hips belonged to a man. That night everything changed.

We’d been talking online for months before we met in person. When I saw him at the theater entrance, I knew that night wasn’t going to end the way I’d planned.

I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps with strangers in a club bathroom. Or I wasn’t. That night in Barcelona, a short skirt and a mistake changed everything.

When I opened the door to my uncle that afternoon, no one else was home. What I confessed to him later, on his sofa, I had told no one.

We were having dinner like any other Sunday when my father dropped the line. Three hours later, my brother and I were closing the door to their bedroom, not knowing what we’d be by morning.

She arrived at my apartment with her cheek still bruised. That same night she stepped into the bathroom wrapped in a towel and dropped it when she saw me.

When she clung to me in the water and I felt her breathing change, I knew the summer we turned eighteen would be unlike any other.

Alone at home, wearing a thong and red lipstick, I looked in the mirror and felt no shame. I felt something far more interesting.

He was the quietest one in class, wore glasses, and never talked about anything except studying. For weeks I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d seen by accident.

She was telling him about her breakup when the couple below started kissing. They looked before they meant to. Then they couldn’t stop.

When Marcos told me he wanted to share me with another man, I didn’t reject him. I felt curiosity, nerves, and something I had never felt before: real desire.

She told me she had never gone all the way with anyone. There was something in the way she said it that made me want to be the one to change that.

I arrived at the hotel alone and told myself that week would be different. I had no idea the woman at the bar would teach me things I'd never felt before.

She’d been dancing with a stranger on the floor for twenty minutes. When he suggested going up to the bathroom, she said yes without imagining what would happen next.

We’d barely had two beers when Valeria took off her sandals and told me it was time to fix the fact that I hadn’t stepped on sand in years. That night I learned a lot of things.