Virgin First Time Novels & Stories

She asks, looking at me confused. I look into her eyes and smile. "Baby, I don't care that you are a virgin. It's okay. I promise it's fine. I just want to make sure I am what you want. Your first time needs to be special, I don't want to take your virginity if you are going to regret it later." She gives me a hopeful smile. "I won't regret it Gavin. You are the only person I have ever wanted to be with. You are always who I had hoped would be my first, why do you think I have been waiting for so long."

" Virgin. The word pulsed through me with unexpected heat. I shouldn't want this. Shouldn't want her. She was too young, too innocent, too far removed from the darkness that defined my world. But she'd thrown herself at me. Begged for my protection. Offered me anything. My hand slid between her thighs. She was soaked—arousal coating her inner thighs, dripping onto the sheets beneath her. I gathered the wetness on my fingers, spread it over her swollen clit. She cried out. Her hips bucked against my hand. "Rule number one." I rubbed slow circles, watching her fall apart. "You do not come without my permission. Understand?" "Y-yes—" "Yes, what?" "Yes... sir?" "Good girl." I increased the press

The gown dropped to the ground, leaving me completely bare. Realization hit me. “Wait.” He froze. “Baby,” it was the first time he called me that, “if you tell me to stop, I will, but I really do not want to,” Dante added, pleading. He needed to know. “I’ve never… I’ve never done this before,” I stuttered. Dante looked at me, confused at first, then it hit him. “You are a virgin.” I blushed and looked away. Dante held my face and forced me to meet his eyes. He was smiling.

I arch, crying out. His hand slides between us, pops my button, zipper. Fingers dip inside my panties. “So wet,” he growls. “This for me?” “Yes—always for you—” Two fingers push inside me easy. I’m tight—embarrassingly tight. It’s been years, and never anyone who mattered. He stills. “Luna… are you—?” I nod, tears starting again. “Virgin. Only ever wanted you.” His forehead drops to mine. He’s shaking.

“It’s okay, Hailey. I understand. I’m not pressuring you in any way. If I have, I’m sorry. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I would love to, but I won’t make it an issue.” She smiled before looking down at her hands folded in her lap. “Good. The thing is, I’ve never actually had sex.” My ears were buzzing. I couldn’t have heard her right. “What?” She looked up at me, shrugged her shoulders, and smiled. “I’m a virgin.” My mouth gaped before I snapped it closed. “Oh.” “I don’t want to be anymore. I want you to be the one. I want you to be my first.” “Oh.”

He looked at me apologetically. I steeled myself. His eyes were stunning when he gave a puppy-dog stare. “Well, you did,” I muttered. Rig sighed. “Then let me make it up to you?” “By taking me back to school? Sure.” “No! No, I have a better idea: I’ll take you out for a First Time.” A pit opened in my stomach when he said those words—the Virgin Hunter wanted to take me out for a first time? I cursed my stomach for fluttering and forced myself to laugh.

I ask. "Do you?" Nathan challenges. After his spoken words, my cheeks flush to the point I'm tempted to cool them with the palms of my hands. "I'm..." I grimace. "I'm a virgin." Nathan shoots me a stare and then looks back at the road. He is parking the car now, and a few moments of silence pass before he cracks up and laughs out loud. My mood turns sour, and I pout. "What is so funny?" The expression I make only makes Nathan howl louder. He is shaking in his seat and actually crying.

REINA I’d only ever had sex—real, actual penetration—three times in my entire life. The first was with Andrew, my ex boyfriend who took my virginity and ditched me like it was nothing, and that felt like a billion years ago. The second time was during my freshman year of college. I still remember the guy Tessa hooked me up with that night—poor thing, it was his first time too. We were both so nervous that he actually threw up the moment he got inside me, then bolted before anything even happened.

Calm and Sharp. I lifted my head instantly. “Alessa I am the best person that you can choose in this world. In this world no man is better for you if not me!!” I said quietly. “An..and..I am clean. I haven't told anyone this before.” I exhaled deeply. “But I am a v..vi..virgin. I haven't slept with a woman in my entire life. So doing it with me will be my first experience.” Her lips curved just a little more. Not soft, not kind but filled with lust. And I liked that look.

I had plenty of time to think of my relationship with Wendy too. Some people say your first love is the most memorable, but in my many years of observation this is often not true. Virginity is this barrier we keep between our childhood and the responsibilities of adulthood when we are young, and we are encouraged to make sure we save it for someone special. Too often though, this makes it a trophy that others want to take and many a loss of virginity involves coercion, deception and even violence. A lot of people regret how they lost their virginity and I realize I am one of the very few people I know who would not change a single thing about the night that was first time not just for me but