First Time Erotica Novels & Stories

I could feel his warm breath on my neck. “It is called doggy style,” he said with a smile in his voice. He kept thrusting harder, one hand holding my hair and the other squeezing my breast. I was shaking, moaning his name over and over. My body felt like it was on fire in the best way possible. Every time he went deep, I felt like I was losing control. I never imagined my first time would feel like this. I thought it would be quick and painful and something I just had to endure. But Eric was different, he took his time, he touched me like he cared about me and he made sure I felt good even while he was claiming me.

Her entire body flushed pink, and her nipples stood erect like tiny stones. Eric couldn't resist them. He playfully bit and licked her breasts, then moved to her sex, eagerly exploring every inch. As she struggled, blushed, and moaned beneath him, he slowly penetrated her, inch by inch. Once again, she willingly opened her legs, providing the perfect pathway for him. Her breasts were rosy with excitement. With each thrust, he felt her shudder, embracing the pleasure. When she cried out in ecstasy, he lost whatever control he had left, disregarding his promise to take it slow, especially since it was her first time.

“Come on, babe, grab your ankles. I need to be able to prepare you.” Oh. Eric suddenly felt a little nervous. He had never had anything—except for Tom’s tongue—done to him anally. Obviously, he knew it was something many people—especially gay men—did, but, because he had been repressed for so many years, it had taken him a while to even get comfortable just expressing any physical affection with a man. Or manipulative young guy, as it had turned out originally. So, in a lot of ways, everything felt like it was a first time with Tom, since this was the first time he was with a man, and also in love.

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.

Just before he could come, she pulled off completely and squeezed the base of his cock hard. Ezra cried out in frustration, hips jerking uselessly against the cuffs. She repeated the torture. Slow, deep strokes with her hand. Long, wet sucks that made obscene sounds. Every time he got close, she stopped. Pre-come poured from his cock now, coating her fingers and dripping onto his stomach. His lean body trembled. Sweat covered his chest. “Please… I need to come.” he begged after the fourth time. “Not yet,” Claudia said calmly.

Billy leaned her forward, and then, sliding his dick underneath her tiny black skirt and slipping her panties to the side, he pushed his cock forward, inside of her. “Oh…” whispered Melissa. “Oh!” Billy felt her, so warm and wet, and so ready, and couldn’t believe it himself. He wasn’t really fucking his own mother… was he? He promised himself that it wasn’t the case, that it couldn’t be the case. And then he began to move. “Mom,” Billy whispered, as he pumped his dick inside her for the very first time. “I, I don’t know what’s happening.” “It’s okay, sweetie,” said Melissa. “Just… step back. This is all just an accident.”

I cried out, my fingers tangling in his dark hair. He pushed me back onto the cot, his body covering mine. The weight of him, the heat, was everything I’d dreamed of. His hands were everywhere—kneading my breasts, sliding down my ribs, over my hips. He hooked his fingers into the waist of my simple cotton underwear and tore them down my legs. The sound of the fabric ripping was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. Then his hand was there. Between my legs. On my pussy. A big, rough-skinned palm cupping me, his middle finger sliding through the wetness I couldn’t control.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

pussy- the core of pleasure, the temple a man could only worship, but only I have access to. The root of life, and probably my death if you use it right," I chuckle at my joke as my fingers slowly spread her labia and gently glide over her clit. A soft moan escapes her lips, and her body relaxes on mine. I place two fingers on her clit and make circular motions while still playing with her other breast. Enya tries her best to keep quiet, but as soon as I apply light pressure and increase the pace, her demeanour breaks and moans fill the room, one louder than the previous one. The sound is like music to my ears, and as she starts moving her body against mine, I feel my cock harden. My erecti

It greeted me with a slight twitch and my mouth could have swallowed an eager saliva in reaction. Such a feat in my life what I am about to do, but it is without hesitation or doubt. I wanted to return the favor on Erik, but I doubt my hands would be enough pumping on his shaft. My mouth was a better way to do it. But honest to goodness, I wanted to taste him too. Although this would be my first time, I felt already daring enough to be this intimate with him. And I thank Ericka’s erotica movies for this. When I held it, two-palmed, its owner growled in delight in front of me. I looked at him and grinned.