First Time Erotica Novelas e Histórias

I laid in the dark, staring at my ceiling while I fought to purge this tightness harassing my stomach. I have never had a boyfriend and I have never been kissed. It is sad on my part, but no boy, even the biggest idiot to ever be birthed into this world, knows better than to become the romantic interest of the Devil's daughter. I am chaste, uninitiated in all means, but I am not entirely clueless. I have read and watched a lot of erotica to know almost as much as someone who's been around the block. I know what an erection is. I saw one fifty two minutes ago.

A broken cry tore from her throat. Dr. Hale didn't stop. He kept the rhythm steady, drawing out every pulse. "That's one. Ride it." Emily's orgasm rolled on, longer than she thought possible. When the spasms finally eased, she lay panting, sweat cooling on her skin. He slowly withdrew his fingers, glistening with her arousal. "Excellent response. Your body is capable. We simply needed to find the right combination." Emily blinked up at him, dazed. "That was... my first time."

Terri responded saying, "I'm not due for my period for awhile. My last one ended the day before I came out here for the interview. So right now I am good but I would still use the bidet immediately after sex so I can be absolutely sure." Terri started to slowly move up and down enjoying the first cock to enter her pussy. I laid back and enjoyed the sensations of Terri's tight virginal pussy milking my cock as she moved up and down it. The only bad part of being inside a tight pussy is the stimulation will cause a male to come quickly. I told Terri she needed to work on her orgasm and suddenly Jenna pushed a finger between us and found Terri's clit and started rubbing it. Terri picked up spee

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

His steel-gray eyes were dark with lust, but there was something else there too, something possessive and almost tender that made my heart stutter. “You’re shaking,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from my damp forehead. “Was that your first time coming for someone else?” I nodded, too embarrassed to speak. My cheeks burned. I had touched myself before, of course, but nothing had ever felt like this. Nothing had ever made me fall apart so completely. Kane’s expression softened for a moment, then hardened again with hunger. “Good. I want to be the first for everything, Eden. The first one to make you come. The first one inside you. The first one to fill you up.”

Elara moaned softly, her head tilting back, her fingers stroking deeper, faster. He would be gentle at first, knowing it was her first time. But not for long. The scent of her arousal, the feel of her tight heat would unravel his control. He would grip her hips and start to pound into her, each thrust erasing every memory of any woman who came before. His cock would fill her up, stretch her, claim her… make her his in every way that mattered. She imagined her legs locked around his waist, her nails scraping down his back. His sweat dripping onto her skin as he drove into her, whispering filthy promises against her lips.

Before I could catch my breath, he spun me around, pressed my chest to the cold tile wall. His big body caged me in from behind. One arm banded across my chest. The other hand slid down, rough fingers finding my hole, circling, pressing. “You ever been fucked before?” he asked against my ear, beard scraping my neck. I shook my head, panting. “No. Never.” He made a low, hungry sound. “Gonna be the first. Fucking love that.” I felt him reach for something. Shower gel, probably. Then his slick fingers were pushing inside me, one, then two, stretching me open.

I came for the first time in my life. Kagaya nga ng sinabi ko hindi ako inosente at marami akong alam. Reading books is one of my past time and there are book themes for that kind of escapade. Erotica as we all know. However, I never touch myself even though my body is responding in the same way the characters in the book is feeling. Hindi ko alam na masarap pala ito sa pakiramdam. Maybe because I'm doing it with the person I like...love.

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit lesbian erotica, dominance/submission, public fingering/car orgasm, oral sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, first-time sapphic encounter CHAPTER ONE I was nineteen, on my own for the first time at university, and just beginning to explore the sapphic facets of my sexuality the first time I spotted Sabine across the floor of some small town gay club with a stupid name. Electricity crackled in the air between us. Her striking, lavender eyes swept up and down my body like a spotlight, savoring my ample curves, tracking the gentle sway of my hips. Her eyes stopped at the apex of their second trip, her gaze resting on my lips. She slowly licked hers like a hungry cat be

I wanted more of this. "Oh, Shorty, I'm trying so hard not to rush, but if you moan like that again, I won't answer for myself," Flávio spoke in my ear, his deep voice and hot breath sending shivers down my skin. "I need to talk to you." I could feel the effort in his voice. He made me stand up and look at him, but he was so distracting like that, with his shirt open and relaxed. I couldn't resist and started running my fingers over his chest, making him smile. "Shorty, a woman's first time is important; it can't just happen." Flávio ran his hands over my thighs, and wherever he touched, it warmed and tingled.