Virgin Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

She smiled and ended 'I do sound it don't I? Julia rarely smiled, at least not at work, but when she did it lit up the entire room. 'A bit,' I conceded, 'seriously though. Have you ever read any erotica?' 'No. I just don't like all that foul language.' 'Eroticism is in the mind,' I argued, 'you don't need bad language to be erotic but equally the language of love, however crude, is nearly always erotic to some. Look I've just finished reading a story that I think you'll like. Why don't you read that and then decide?'

“Mmmph, ahhhh! Fuuuuck…yes yes ooh my god I’m squirting…!” Hot fluid gushed out of me, soaking his hand and the sheets. My whole body convulsed violently in the restraints, waves of blinding pleasure ripping through me again and again while the vibrators continued their merciless assault. Marcus finally pulled them away, leaving me panting, twitching, and dripping. But he wasn’t done. I heard the cap of the lube open. Cold, slick pressure pressed against my tight asshole. “Wait…Marcus, I’ve never…” “Tonight you will,” he said darkly. The slim jeweled plug pushed slowly inside me, stretching my virgin ring. I moaned long and low as it popped in, the fullness incredible combined with my throbb

Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat. No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome. ----- ZINNIA’S POV I gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly. “Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.

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.

The silence made my thighs clench. "What kind of dreams?" he asked, still calm. "I shouldn't say." "You came here to let it out," he answered simply. I held in my breathing. "They're... sexual. I wake up soaked. Aching. And ashamed." "Go on." I let my head rest against the wooden panel behind me. My eyes closed. "He touches me in ways no one ever has. And I let him. I want it. God, I want it so bad." The words spilled out, broken and messy. "Sometimes it's in public. Sometimes I'm tied down. Sometimes he just whispers in my ear and I'm already falling apart. I wake up wet, panting, and I can't stop thinking about it for days."

Then I’d stand, bend her over the railing, and thrust into her from behind, her cries echoing across the water as I claimed what’s always been mine. Elena’s breathing grew ragged. She hiked her dress higher, fingers slipping beneath the damp cotton of her panties. Her clit was swollen, slick with arousal. She circled it slowly as she turned pages, lost in Victor’s raw confessions. Last night I wrote her name while I came. Elena. Elena. Elena. If she ever returns, I won’t hold back. I’ll lock the doors, strip her bare, and spend days teaching her body every filthy pleasure. Spreading her ass cheeks and rimming her tight little hole while she fingers herself. Making her watch in the mirror as

Private. He turned to me, eyes black with pure lust. “Alright, Ava. Time to pay your old man's debt like a good little whore.” His big hand shoved straight up under my tank top, rough palm claiming my bare tit completely. He squeezed hard, thumb flicking my stiff nipple as he pulled me into a deep, demanding kiss. His tongue pushed past my lips, invading my mouth, tasting of whiskey and smoke while he pinched and rolled my nipple hard between his fingers. I moaned into his mouth despite myself, my body betraying me.

Zoe stopped asking. She told me about, losing her virginity, without a lot of graphic detail. Didn't matter her nipples poked out while she was telling the tale, must have been some fun there. Told me more about the married guy and the next one. I could tell they were good. The stories got a bit more graphic. I got hard. Pulled my chair closer to the table. She squirmed in her chair and those nipples made a return. She paused. "So, what do you like to do?"

#ReverseHarem Three billionaires. One contract. One virgin who’s about to break every rule. Valéria Santorini was never meant for a world of tailored suits and men who command empires with a single phone call. She was invisible. Untouchable. Until she crossed paths with the Romano brothers. Three men. One proposal. A contract with clear clauses… and devastating consequences. What begins as a strategic agreement quickly becomes a game of power where every touch is a provocation, every approach is a challenge, and every rule seems made to be broken. They want to test her limits. She wants to prove she still has control. But when three dominant men decide to claim what they want,

Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks. I moaned loudly, my head falling back against Ria’s shoulder as her dad fucked me with slow, delibrate strokes. Every thrust pushed me back against Ria’s soft body. She reached down between us, her fingers finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight circles while her father’s cock stretched me open. “So tight for him,” Ria murmured, voice dripping with arousal. “Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.”