Anal Virgin Stories Novels & Stories

"I've never told anyone else that. I have never felt like I feel right now." Abigail started to cry lightly and hugged him. Hayden kissed away her tears. Abigail shifted under him, and he felt the head of his shaft enter her. She felt wonderful. So hot, so wet, and so tight. Hayden had never made love to a virgin, but he knew he didn't want to hurt her. He slowly entered her. He pulled out and inches in deeper. On the third push, he met resistance. "Are you sure you want me to do this?" he asked.

Not really a fun story to tell my grandkids but sure, maybe one day. ''Wow, where to start?'' I joke which causes both of us to laugh, it seems that we're finding this as funny, ''Well, it's not really an interesting story, let me be honest with you. When I lost my virginity, I wasn't young nor was I old but I'd lost it when I was eighteen, in Australia,'' I mutter. Her eyes widen, ''In Australia?''

ALLYSSA'S POINT OF VIEW I sat in that luxurious chair, unable to tear my eyes away from the pristine carpeted floor. The contrast between this opulence and the filth of the basement I had just left almost made me dizzy. My heart was pounding, but I didn't know if it was from fear, shame, the joy of the moment of my virginity that I had just lost, or a mix of all three.

“Trust me, Amelia. I’m very, very sure.” She sighed and took my hand. “You’re a virgin, babe. This isn’t some romantic first time. These guys don’t go easy. They’re gonna fuck you like animals. One in your mouth, stretching your throat. One pounding your pussy. And one forcing his way into your tight little ass. You really think you can handle all three holes at the same time?” I bit my lip hard. Just hearing her say it out loud made my clit pulse. “I’ve been practicing for weeks. I bought a big dildo and broke my own virginity with it. I fuck myself with it every night, imagining it’s real cock.”

after checkup doctor told to me about her condition I'm shocked to know about her this little girl is facing so much this fellow calling me again and again can't he atleast let me feel pity for sometime I lifted the call Aurthur : are you dead me : not yet Aurthur : then what the hell are you doing without lifting my call me : I came to hospital Aurthur : are you okay is anything wrong me : I'm okay but that girl Aurthur : acts like innocent but taking a girl for abortion cant you use condoms me : man I'm not like you I'm still virgin so shut your mouth . . . I seen a nurse laughing after listening to my words is it a crime for a guy to be virgin seriously this society Aurthur : then what th

"Hey, I just want to ensure nothing goes underneath my radar. You're my friend, and I need to know if you're dating someone. Hoe-code that I don't flirt with them you know?" I sigh in defeat. "I appreciate it, but just trust me when I say that I'm not into Nathan at all." "If you say so." I keep dancing with Winnie, drink more alcohol, and find out she is a virgin like me. We bond over tequila while I pretend this isn't my first time getting smashed. The world is spinning, but I can still stand when Winnie partners us up for a chicken fight tournament in the pool. Or at least try to...

Anna blinked immediately when she heard her husband’s voice. Virgin? Of course she was still a virgin. She was just an eighteen-year-old high school dropout, and she barely left the house, so where did she expect to see a man that would shove his dick in her pussy? The only sexual experience she had was when she rubbed her clit inside her room and fantasized about the men she had read about in books. Her sister always did her the pleasure of helping her get books from the bookstore with the pocket money given to her by their father.

She cried out and Marcy immediately pushed her face into her pussy slit and made the virgin suck the vampire cum from her vagina. Both Lafitte and the woman destined to be one of his brood took their pleasure at each end of the pretty blonde co-ed. Lafitte and Marcy leaned forward and tongued each other's mouth as they took her virginity and her pride at the same time. Tears rolled down Lisa's rosy cheeks and she sobbed in helpless frustration at her loss of virginity and loss of all dignity. Lafitte's children brood thought it was a beautiful sight in the dank basement under the sanctified place of worship above their heads.

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

I didn’t want to. His bedroom door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly I was on his bed, beneath him, hair fanned out across the pillows. He paused, forehead resting against mine. “I need to ask you something,” he whispered. “Okay.” “Are you sure?” I looked up at him. “I’m a virgin,” I said. “But I’m not afraid of you.” His hands shook slightly as he touched my cheek. “You don’t have to prove anything.” “I’m not trying to,” I whispered. “I just… want you. Not because of the contract. Not because of the baby. Just you.”