Virgin Territory Nude Novels & Stories

I lay back on the table, staring at the ceiling like it could give me courage. Then the nurse paused, her eyes flicking from my chart to my face. “You’re a virgin?” she asked, confused. Noah stiffened beside me. I didn’t say anything. I just nodded. The nurse looked between us, suddenly hesitant. “This procedure can be uncomfortable for someone without previous…” “I’ll be fine,” I said, voice stronger than I felt. Noah looked down at me. “You don’t have to go through with this, Grace. I didn’t know.”

Though she was a virgin, she knew exactly how it was done, thanks to the various adult sites her cousin Claire frequently visited on her computer. But this was the first time she had seen a man doing it live, right in front of her. Not to mention that the man was Ram Jordan—the ridiculously handsome multi-billionaire. And God forbid, he had no idea that she was there. ‘Live… I am seeing this live?’ She whispered again, suddenly feeling like she needed to pee. Her lower abdomen felt tight, and even though she was innocent, she knew this wasn’t something that could be relieved by just going to the bathroom.

Therefore, between cooking and laundry, women spent their days on their porches instead of inside their houses. Trish was surprised that most of the women working on their porches were topless, wearing nothing but an apron, or completely naked. Since gaining independence, the citizens of Santa Eduviges always had been more accepting of nudity than most other islands. The recent flood of tourists visiting from the European country of Danubia and their demand for nude beaches reinforced the island's relaxed ideas about modesty and wearing only what was necessary. Seeing the female neighbors in various states of undress on their back porches helped put Trish at ease about her own situation, sli

Vine let out a huff and said, “My head hurts like bitch." Nate passed the aspirina and water he had prepared and gave it to her. She drank it and suddenly shivered. “Why is it so co-? " She stops as she realized she wasn't wearing anything, left for a pant and bra. “Nate, why am I half-naked?" Vine asked, confused. “That wasn't me." Nate threw his hands up in surrender. “I went to get the water, and when I came back, you had already undressed."

I ran back to the library to my uncle Harry's computer. The first one I insert in the DVD drive is labeled NST01. There is also an NST02, NST03 and NST04. The computer is in auto-play mode and it mounts the DVD. There is an MS-Word file, an mpeg video file and a folder full of jpeg files. I open the jpegs first because I want to see if they are pictures of Nicole. They aren't. They are pictures of an older woman about my mom's age. The pictures show her in various stages of undress, then various nude poses; bent over, legs spread, masturbating and some close ups of her erect nipples and wet pussy lips. She's a very attractive woman and my cock is responding, especially to the one with her le

On the fifth day, David finally finished working. We were able to head out to the beach behind our resort for some much-needed relaxation. The beach clothing was optional, so we were both completely nude as we lay on our big beach blankets enjoying the warm sand, the gentle surf and the bright sun. I occasionally looked around us and noticed that virtually all the couples on this beach were nude. Many were in varying stages of sex. Handjobs and blowjobs were happening openly around us. Some couples were even fucking right there in the open. I could not help but watch a few of them, and it was making me horny as shit. A deep heat spread through my belly.

Not so profound, but beautifully wavy. Viviana stared at me with a surprised face. I was bare. She adored me like this. Her eyes stopped their action at my abs. Not to flaunt, but I have some. She tried to touch me and I dodged. She pouted. Oh, Holy Goddess! How am I even going to handle such cute torture! “Why are so nude? Do you want me to bite you?” Viviana said with a sleepy voice. I had a hard-on. A fucking hard-on with just her whispers.

Near one of the firepits, a woman was completely naked, straddling the lap of a seated warrior, riding his cock aggressively while another man stood behind her, his hands gripping her breasts as he kissed the side of her neck. It was pure, uncensored pornography playing out in real life. It was dirty, it was wet, and it was completely unapologetic. There were no closed doors. There was no shame. If someone wanted someone, they grabbed them, threw them down, and took them while the rest of the pack cheered or ignored them entirely. My southern upbringing was screaming at me. Every single etiquette lesson, every rule of propriety I had ever been taught demanded that I turn around, cover my eye

Now that we were only in our underwear, all I could think about was getting inside her as soon as possible, but I understood the need to take things slower this time. Even though the doctor had cleared her for "light exercise," as he classified it when we were in his office this morning and I asked him if there were any activities we should restrict, I also needed to consider the fact that Virginia was a virgin when we met and that she probably hadn't had any other sexual relations since then. " I want you, Murilo, " Virginia moaned, pulling her lips away from mine. I believe that Virginia sensed the moment when I tried to slow things down a bit, and she probably might have imagined that I w

"Okay, well...there are a lot of things we need to get comfortable with before we actually get to the honeymoon stage. There is you being fine with me seeing you naked, not tensing when I touch you, allowing me to explore bit by bit, you need to be comfortable with me taking your clothes off, and you need to get used to me and not shy away from touching me when you want to, and we need to do all that within 2 weeks," "Why 2 weeks?" "The Carnavale is from 16th February till 5th March." He informed her. "And it's already 2nd February," "Oh," "And when do you want to do this?" Salvatore looked at her with furrowed eyebrows, thinking. "When we reach Venice? A couple of days into your stay? At th