Erotic Stories Virgin Novels & Stories

Outside of her fantasies, her daydreams, the stories she told herself when she came, this was new. But it felt old. It felt as if she’d always been on the bed with this man, always had his hands on her body, always had his whispered words working through her mind. He reached one hand under her and began to rub her clit as he fucked her. She made a low, keening sound under her breath, unable to stop herself. “Come when I tell you,” he said. Could she? Gina felt that she was right on the edge, teetering. What if he didn’t tell her fast enough? What if he didn’t say that she could and she came without permission? What if…

Fucking wet down there. And like what I said, I may be virgin but I am not innocent. I’ve watched p**n videos multiple times and I had kissed many boys during my high school years up to now. Reason why I was able to match the intensity of Liam’s kisses. My mind was going elsewhere the whole day of my class. I would always look at the window and wait for the bell to ring, as if I was too excited to go home now. Wait, Erica? You’re that excited to fuck Liam that you couldn’t wait anymore?

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

His mouth was on hers once again, and her arms were wrapped around his neck, then she felt the heat of his d*ck pressing between her legs, searching for her opening and that was when she told him, "I'm a Virgin".

It’s sexy as hell. Call me vanilla girl all you want, but I love missionary. I love the feeling of his skin against mine when he thrusts into me. I love his breath on my neck when he explores my insides. I love sloppy and deep kisses while he strokes my insides. I love wrapping my arms around him and pulling him tight against my chest while feeling his cock in me. I love threading my fingers in his hair while he rests his head on my shoulder and still thrusting into me. That, to me, is the best feeling ever.

I scrolled through the comments of my story, the first one read, "This story is super insane, it's hot and a bit funny, am really enjoying it." My face beamed up with joy after reading it, it feels so great when your efforts are appreciated I browsed through all my comments, they were all very positive and encouraging, until I looked at the last comment, that's when my smile faded away. “The story seems to be over idealized like the author has never had great sex or something,” one reader wrote. "Alas." I took a deep, dejected breath. The truth was indeed cruel. Today I turned eighteen, and I was still a virgin. Who would have thought that a writer of erotic novels would actually be a virgin

sending the girthy item straight into her moist slit – balls deep in one motion. The mature woman roared with delight, her back arching instinctively with overt satisfaction. Nicole always loved feeling a virgin shaft penetrate her deepest parts, in the most wanton, taboo, erotic of fashions! “So hot...” Gwen sighed, rubbing her own clit at the spectacle. “I want to be fucked just like that...” “And indeed you will,” Nicole smiled. “But right now, it's mommy's turn! Now rail that tight pussy, virgin boy!” She barked.

Eriwan simply followed the young lady to where she was going to take him. Some dots of lust and desire had squatted down at the quay of Eriwan’s manhood wildness and enjoyment. *** One hour had passed by really quickly. Carolina Virginia had really been tired to the max. She’d reached the climax of her enjoyment for countless times already, but Erito who had been pumping her from behind seemed to be busy with his seemingly-interminable attempt in reaching the climax of his enjoyment sensation. Carolina Virginia had been howling, hissing, shouting and also screaming until her voice became somewhat hoarse and husky.

Just like every girl, she also wanted to have her first memorable and unforgettable. She was sure that the person she wanted to have her virginity to was Eric but she didn’t like what happened. It was beyond her imagination. Eric did it out of hatred. He didn’t love her. What he did was a punishment for her. It was indeed unforgettable because his every plunge was ruthless and made her in extreme pain. His touches that night had no gentleness. There were extra roughness and harshness. Just remembering them again made Hanna want to curse Eric repeatedly. He just got her precious virginity just like that out of his anger toward her.

I wait a second, drawing it out, and I hope the tension kills him. “It means I’m not a virgin anymore. I’ve already had sex. Lots of it, in fact. So this Eric Rinaldi isn’t going to get his little virgin bride, after all.” His face goes from slightly red to almost plum purple. “That’s not true! That can’t be true!”