First Time Erotica Novels & Stories

He brought his lips close to my ear, causing my heart to skip a beat. "The Erotic Affairs of Abigail, that's the name of the book. It was an erotica and my first ever read in that genre. I don't know why that name popped into my mind, but there is no one named Abigail. I would never disrespect a lady by calling her a different name during our intimate moments." His voice sounded soothing, and his explanation finally made sense. I could feel the tension easing slightly.

Nikolai asked, his hands roaming my inner thighs, igniting a burning flame within me that caused me to soak the bed sheets with my juices. “N-no one, except you,” I confessed, and he smiled in satisfaction. “Good. No one is allowed to ever touch you like this, Serena. I will be your first and last.” Nikolai asserted his claim, his hand gripping my neck possessively as he positioned his erection to my wet entrance. I nodded in confirmation, gasping in pleasure as I anticipated his penetration. I've never felt anything like this before. I was so consumed with pleasure that I could barely gather my thoughts.

Sanovar Fuck. How can someone be like this—a perfect mess? I could hear every moan escaping her lips, feel every shiver rippling through her body as my fingers delved deeper, stretching her with care. Ersa was unraveling beneath me, her trust laid bare, and it stirred something primal in my chest, a fierce yearning to claim her fully while cherishing every second of this. I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock throbbing with the need to bury inside her heat. This was our first time going all the way, and I wouldn't rush it, no matter how badly I ached.

I slicked my fingers into her wet warmth, feeling her muscles clamp down on them. “I want to make love to you, Erina. But this will have to happen fast.” It was not how I imagined our first time to be. I pulled my fingers away, and she moaned. “Come.” I took her behind the fountain, took off my shirt, and laid it on the ground.

I blink, lips trembling, trying to brace for whatever comes next. “Have you ever had sex before?” The question lands like a bomb. My teeth sink into my lip, too hard, nearly breaking skin, and I shake my head. He chuckles, pleased. “Oh my god. That makes this even more beautiful. That means I’ll be the first to taste you. It means you’ll be so tight… that pussy will grip me like a vice.” “No—please—” The words tumble from me, weak and broken. I can’t think, can’t protest properly.

Kira I winced and whimpered at first when D'Angelo teased my folds and soaked himself in my wetness. It was extremely uncomfortable, and I would rather have his tongue or finger in me than this strangeness. But I had to please him and mustered courage to do so. Amari said that having sex for the first time was uncomfortable. Although the sight of D'Angelo penetrating me was so erotic, I was so nervous that something could go bad. I bit down on my lip, shutting my eyes tightly to keep from groaning and revealing that something was wrong.

He teased her clit with slow, firm circles. Bria gasped and her hips jerked again. She felt nervous. This was her first time. Her body was shaking a little. “Carl… I’ve never done this before,” she whispered, her voice shy and unsure. He looked into her eyes, his touch becoming gentler. “I’ll go slow. I’ve got you,” he said softly.

The door handle rattled harder, like death demanding entry. Marcus’s powerful body was still pressed against Pera’s, his thick cock buried deep inside her freshly deflowered pussy, their mixed releases leaking around him. Her walls fluttered with aftershocks, her innocent body trembling from the overwhelming pleasure of her first time. Thunder rolled outside, but the real storm was inside the penthouse.

I locked my ankles behind his back. He fucked me on the desk in the dark while the rain hammered the glass and the emergency lights painted everything red. Deep, deliberate strokes. One hand braced beside my hip; the other found my clit and rubbed tight circles. I came hard around him, clenching, gasping his name out loud for the first time in my life…no fantasy, no almost, just Tyler.

To my horror his released member had bounced back to full erection. This man wasn’t human! No way. He climbed over me and I instinctively fell on my back, his lips started those mouth made wonders again as he trailed kisses and bites all over my body, moving from my lips to my chest and abdomen. He moved up to whisper something to me, “I’m letting you experience this because it’s your first time. So I’ll go easy on you. But don’t expect this moving forward.” I gulped as he released my ears and went back down, all the way down. Should I be thankful to him that he didn’t strap my hands and feet?