Virgin Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

Only the words “Valid for one weekend. Use once. Burn after.” She stared at the picture every night while her vibrator buzzed between her legs and her husband slept in the next room. The fantasies grew darker each time. Five strangers. A penthouse suite. No names. No limits except the safe word she knew she would never use. Just a weekend of being used so thoroughly she would feel them for weeks. Friday arrived cold and wet. She told her husband she was having a girls’ night in the city. He kissed her cheek and told her to have fun. She almost came right there in the doorway from the guilt and the thrill.

For the past Five years, i had only slept with one man. The idea of stripping down for another terrified me. I was far from a virgin when I met Nathan, but I had never thought about anyone else since then. Who would want me, anyway? I wasn’t the Greek goddess that Nathan fell in love with…young, fine, and tight. I was having gray hairs now, my tits were a little saggy and well my stomach that needed shapewear to look decent in anything. Not to mention, my pussy didn’t get wet without the help of lube most of the time. I’d be a hassle to anyone looking to be pleased sexually.

I immediately told Celine everything that I knew. "A person who truly loves you won't hurt you like that. He also won't care that you're not a virgin. If you enjoy the feeling of sleeping with someone, you should do it the right way. Besides, you can get a hymenoplasty if he does care about you having your virginity intact." Celine's eyes lit up when she learned that she could undergo a procedure to restore her hymen. She then stopped using her other entrance whenever she slept with Jeffrey. In the end, she broke up with Jeffrey, and Mom eventually introduced a wealthy heir to her.

“You're wrong about me, maybe you're used to having as many women as you want, but there are also women who look at those things and I think that's why I'm still a Virgin, for waiting for the man who wants to be with a woman like me, full of flaws. "America, at first I thought it was your joke, but are you really a Virgin?" She approached me seductively. “That's right, if you think I'm good, and if not, I don't have to lie, besides that man will realize that I'm not lying when he gives me completely. "I think you're missing out on something good." He reached his hand down there, instantly massaging it. What happens? I looked quickly elsewhere, sometimes Dalton acted in a daring way.

I love hearing Nathan whimper but have to let his beautiful nipple go when he fucks me harder, showing me I'm his. Soon there is no giving, only claiming. Nathan's cock slams into me, and I know deep within my heart that, no matter what, I'm ruined for other men. It might sound silly, but I will crave this cock until I no longer breathe. I know it. "Do you like having me inside you, Alice? Fucking you hard? Taking your virginity and making you mine?" His eyes, and that face, fuck that confident face. I want to kiss him, but I'm too weak to reach for him.

Meanwhile, I stole a brief glance at my old girl next to the window and smiled. Suddenly grabbing her butt cheeks for further penetration, Laura groaned, “You're the best, honey. F*ck my *ssh*l*!” The ever comfortable girl pushed herself back, slowly, slowly, until my hood disappeared inside the tiny pole. That was incredible! Parting her cheeks wide apart for myself, I pulled my d*ck out and took it right back to where it belonged. I pushed it as slow as I could to let Viola Bailey know what kind of hole I was digging into.

Rebecca lay panting there, legs still spread obscenely, scooping some of his cum from her pussy and licking it off her fingers while staring at him. “I’m so fucked,” she whispered, but her voice was filled with satisfaction. “Come back tomorrow afternoon, Elias, my husband doesn’t get home until Friday. I want you to use every single hole next time. Teach this horny MILF what a real man can do.” Elias pulled his pants up, legs shaky, and mind reeling. He’d just lost his virginity in the hottest, nastiest way possible. As he walked back across the yard to his own house, cum still drying on his length, all he'd think was how long till there next fuck.

“I’ll make sure you remember it for a long time.” “Move,” she begged. Maksim fucked her like he hated her. His strokes were long and deep enough to seem like a punishment, his piercings dragging inside her. Her fingers dug into his back, her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him even deeper. He was honored to be her first. He wrapped a hand around her throat, pressing just hard enough for her to feel it. “I’m going to fill this virgin cunt and you’re going to take every bit of it.”

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.

She cried out and Marcy immediately pushed her face into her pussy slit and made the virgin suck the vampire cum from her vagina. Both Lafitte and the woman destined to be one of his brood took their pleasure at each end of the pretty blonde co-ed. Lafitte and Marcy leaned forward and tongued each other's mouth as they took her virginity and her pride at the same time. Tears rolled down Lisa's rosy cheeks and she sobbed in helpless frustration at her loss of virginity and loss of all dignity. Lafitte's children brood thought it was a beautiful sight in the dank basement under the sanctified place of worship above their heads.