First Time Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

The shaft was long, veins running along it, and the head was swollen and pink. Amara stared at it, her eyes widening. She reached out and wrapped her hand around the base. Her fingers barely met around it. She stroked from base to tip, slow. "Jace, your dick is so long," she said in awe. "I want it inside me." He groaned low. "Amara," he said, his voice rough. "You like it?" "Yes, I love it," she said. She leaned forward and kissed the tip softly, tasting the salt. Then she sat back, her cheeks flushed. "Jace, this is my first time. I have never done this before."

In such close proximity, the scent of sweat running down the hollow of Ben's neck tempted Maureen to linger there. Of course she didn't. Maureen could still refrain from acting like a bitch in front of a man who didn't know her very well. "It's not the scenes you need to highlight, but the story patterns they use," explains Ben, "Almost all local eroticism stories have bed scenes in common." Maybe it's the similar reading material. Sometimes there are advertisements for fictional stories that can be read online if you use a free mobile app, and most of them have the same story, revolving around crotch matters.

Xavier’s handsome features contorted into a frown, but then he gave me a knowing look. “Are you a virgin?” He asked in an unsure voice. I nodded frantically. That lazy grin reappeared on his face as he carried me towards the bed, “Then let’s make your first time memorable.” He laid me down on the bed, using his long hands, spread open my thighs. I’ve long gotten rid of my soaked panties giving him a perfect view of my pink pussy. I saw him take a sharp breath, eyes sparkling as he spoke. “Fuck Aurora. I haven’t even touched you yet and you are fucking glistening. So pink.” Using his index finger, he tapped lightly on my pussy making me shiver involuntarily.

There was an odd swear word in it but it seemed right for the context'. 'Did it turn you on?' I asked simply. Julia now flushed bright red and did not answer. 'Your face tells me that it did. I'm glad, which is what it's supposed to do. Did it offend you?' 'No. How could a lovely story like that offend me?' she asked in return. 'What better definition of erotic writing do you want. Something that is not offensive but is a turn on both mentally and physically' 'Do you think that that story is true?'

I could already feel my balls tightening, but I fought it, focusing on her pleasure like she taught me. “Fuck… you’re doing so good for your first time,” she gasped between kisses, nails lightly dragging down my back. “Keep going. Fill this pussy. Make me cum on your cock next.” I kept thrusting into Elara in steady, deep strokes, her silky walls gripping me perfectly. But something inside me snapped. All the weeks—no, months—of celibacy, the frustration, the games… they ignited at once. My hips suddenly snapped forward, harder, faster, pounding into her with long, powerful strokes that made the chaise creak beneath us.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

"And I will be checking your asshole..." As soon as he said that, my body tensed up, and my legs started to close. What's wrong?" he questioned me. "ummm nothing is wrong," I said not convincingly, at all. "Do you not enjoy anal sex?" "I don't know. I've never actually tried it." "Have you ever had anything in your ass, a finger or a toy?" he asked. "No." Sticking his finger deeper inside of pussy, "That actually makes me very very happy Sami. That means I will be your first. I promise you we'll go slowly, but I will say it's a must for me. You must be willing to do this for me Sami."

First Guy is doing the whipping this time, and he must have gone all out because the pain makes tears prickle my eyes. “Tap out is your safe word,” he says, squeezing my chin in his hand and tilting it up. “Once you say that, all this stops, and you tell us everything.” As he speaks, the pain fades as heat rushes back with the same intensity. Moisture starts to gather between my legs. My confidence falters, and for the first time, I’m unsure of myself. He smiles at my inner turmoil as Thirst Trap trails a finger up my bare thighs. “Do you want to tap out now?” the First Guy asks, leaning down to nibble on my slightly parted lips.

I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did. I went to a seedy bookshop in the "wrong" part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner's legs.

Feeling close to her. Gemma's fingers ended up coated in precum as all the sexual activity and teasing came to a head. Then without a word between the two of you, Gemma broke the kiss and raised her hips up, positioning you at her entrance, and sat down onto your cock slowly. She whimpered twice, your eyes locked with hers, slowing her descent as her pussy hugged and squeezed you and stretched to accommodate. Then she settled down, even closer than before, and you kissed her again. The kisses were lighter. Tender. Neither of you wanted to stop, but you also wanted to enjoy the feeling of you inside her for the first time.