virginity stories and histories

No character in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
I will leave it to the reader to decide what is true and what is fiction. I have been around long enough to know that each person decides what is true or not based on their own experiences, and NOT based on what is actually true.
Chapter 31 -- Carmen...

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy the story.

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I was working at a small human services non-profit in the Midwest. It was my first real IT job after community college. The pay wasn't the best, but it beat working in a call center. The first few weeks were a blur. The agency had never had an IT person on staff. They had always contacted MSPs for their support, so it took a while to get to the point where I ...

Out of the blue I got a text from Tim.
"Dear Sally, hope you are well. We are doing fine her. Still deep in study. Both Tom and I have girlfriends who seem very satisfied with our performance. All thanks to you. My younger brother who is nineteen started Uni in the autumn. He's studying biology and quite enjoying himself. He's found himself a girlfriend but I suspect from the way he talk things aren't too good when it comes to bed. Tom and I were wondering if you could possibly invite them on one of your...

I confess
In the late sixties in a working class town in the north of England there was little to do on a Tuesday afternoon when it was half day closing. I worked in a food shop and Saturday was usually very busy so all shopkeepers closed up on what they considered was the quietest afternoon. My town was Tuesday....

The cabin had already seen its fair share of awkward moments, but that was just the first night. Tia, Dana, Ted, and Ned were all feeling each other out--figuratively and literally and trying to figure out how this unsupervised weekend would unfold. What had started as a simple getaway had twisted into a mix of surprises, awkward laughs, and moments that left everyone thinking, "Did that really just happen?"...

Hello again, readers. My original plan for this story was to write one chapter centred on each of the four main female leads and then see where it wound up. Having gotten to the end of writing the fourth, I have a better idea now of where it's going, and accordingly, I now expect this one will need six chapters in total before it's finished....

Harold's parents were absent most of the time. His father travelled a lot for work and his mother had many social obligations outside their home.
As Harold's school results were always more than satisfactory, they left him to lead his life as he wished. He took most of his hot meals in the school restaurant and only on Sunday evenings his parents and he tried to have a hot meal together, cooked by his mother....

I stand behind where you're sitting and start massaging your head, running my fingers through your hair and gently pressing my fingers into your scalp, all over the top of your head, working my way down the back of your head to your neck, then forward across your head to your forehead. I smooth my fingers down your temples, to your cheek bones to your jaw line....

High school, for me, conjures up bittersweet memories.
For the most part, they were happy years. Despite lacking a life plan while in high school, I was a good student. My friends and I never got in much trouble. At least, the police were never involved. A better than average athlete, I was a starter on the varsity basketball team. My parents are happily married, and home life was better for me than most of my friends....

Lola was a 20 year old college student from a small town in West Virginia that wasn't even on the map. She had come to Florida to attend college on a full scholarship studying biochemistry. Lola was beautiful and had an innocence about her that attracted more than her share of attention at college. However, she had been raised in a strict religious home and had no interest in hooking up with the boys at College....

No character in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
I will leave it to the reader to decide what is true and what is fiction. I have been around long enough to know that each person decides what is true or not based on their own experiences, and NOT based on what is actually true.
Chapter 26 -- Beatrice...

Olivia walked out of Gemstone Marketing's office, with her work belongings in a cardboard box. Having just resigned from her first job, six years after graduating, It was fair to say they didn't take it brilliantly, especially since she had been headhunted by a major rival. They had ended up with an agreement to pay her 8 weeks salary, rather than 4, but she had to delay starting her new job, and hand over the keys to her company Mini, and hand back her phone etc. She would undoubtedly miss the people and t...

Long time reader & a first time contributor. I've never written anything down before so hopefully this is not too awful, grammar wise. I'm just going to tell this as a i remember it. Happy to listen to light hearted & well meant criticism, haha.
This is a true story that happened during Christmas 2017. Hope you all enjoy....

A surprise attitude adjustment
I've been struggling this year. It's April now, the sun is shining, and the flowers are all out. But my whole life still feels dull. Depression clouds my outlook and despite having an amazing life, I haven't been able to enjoy much of anything lately. Food tastes like sawdust, all of my usual activities feel overwhelming in a way that utterly baffles me....

There is a reason why it is called 'accident of birth'. There are many ways a life can be ruined, mine was ruined by a genetic alteration. It is funny how sometimes the thing which is gonna shape our lives, cannot be controlled by us. Blue. The colour of sky, that of the oceans, that of sadness. Pair the colour blue with another word 'eyes' and it reminds me of a famous song. 'Blue Eyes' considered an attractive trait anywhere in the world was reason for what i am today. A simple genetic alteration in OCA2 ...

The previous story ended with Glen, Lydia and Harold sitting in the kitchen at the McPhersons', enjoying some hearty food after their very first joint love making.
Lydia had promised Harold that she would take care of him again after they would have recovered from their exertions.
Harold soon became restless, and he shuffled uncomfortably to accommodate his firm erection....

When my friend Seema and I were in college we used to read adult task stories at night in the hostel, a shiver would run through our body. Sometimes we used to think that we should also do something like this... have a college girl sex adventure... but we did not have the courage and due to helplessness, we used to entertain ourselves by just fingering our pussy....

Part 1.
He's tall, handsome, has gorgeous blonde hair, with blue eyes that could stare into your soul. First time meeting him my heart sank to my vagina. I knew this wouldn't be anything more than sex. I knew how to play my part. He invited me to dinner. We talked and ate, but I was so nervous. I barely even made a dent in my food....

A few weeks back, I did the dirtiest thing I've done. I was a spraying cock at a bukkake party.
Bukkake hadn't been high on my sexual bucket list. I've lusted after orgies, role plays, exhibitionism, Christmas party fucks with coworker crushes. The usual..,. But I came across a sign up list for gang bangs, gave them my email and forgot about it until the invitation showed up many months later....

Take My Cherry, Please
Sometimes, the first one really is the best one.
Mick and I had known each other since childhood. He was known as Micky back then, and we lived on the same block. Back in the neighborhood, we were the best of friends. We held bike races, climbed trees, and played board games for hours when it was raining. We even remained best friends after Micky hit me on the lip with a pinecone, at least after the bleeding stopped and Micky's mom made him come over and apologize....

A Fuzzy Peach
Bonnie tip-toed into the silent house... a cold touch on her shoulder made the girl jump like a scared cat!
Mr. Max laughed. "Don't be nervous. Bonnie, can I call you Boo?"
"Sir, can we just get this over with?" Bonnie fidgeted as Max led her to the sofa. "... I don't have to take nothing off - that's what you said."...

Wishing Back 18-Year-Old Rochelle
I used to like to go to garage sales and buy shit that I neither needed nor could sell. In 1998, Rochelle and my garage looked like we are hoarders, and maybe we were.
I went to this garage sale and there was nothing but junk. There was a broken ski, some old empty bottles, a prosthetic leg, and an oil lamp which was very tarnished and probably was not repairable. But the lamp and the leg looked interesting never-the-less....

No character in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
I will leave it to the reader to decide what is true and what is fiction. I have been around long enough to know that each person decides what is true or not based on their own experiences, and NOT based on what is actually true.
Chapter 21 -- Kathy...

She was nervous. Sitting in her car with nothing more than a trench coat on (I know it's cliche, but go with it), she fiddled with the tie around her waist, unsure as to how she wanted to try such a thing, other than it looked like it would be fun, like in the porn she watched regularly.
She was at a public park known for this activity. Dogging. The flip side was that her boyfriend didn't know; he assumed she was clubbing with friends....

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All Characters are 18 years or older.
When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. This collection of chapters includes a lot MF in a variety of tones....

No character in this story was under 18 when they had sex.
I will leave it to the reader to decide what is true and what is fiction. I have been around long enough to know that each person decides what is true or not based on their own experiences, and NOT based on what is actually true.
Chapter 16 -- Christie...

Bella prided herself on being what she thought was a 'real woman.' She had curves, body fat, body hair, and a loud voice that flaunted her many very strong opinions, very often. She grew up in Naples, Italy but was born in Rome. And currently stayed in Venice with her Immigrant boyfriend Pierre. Three guesses on where he's from, and the first two don't count....

In view of their differing professional activities, the McPhersons were well organized.
Glen was absent during the week but was usually back home by Friday.
After a long maternity leave, Lydia was gradually resuming her teaching, but for the time being only in the afternoons. That left her mornings free to care for her babies and feed them. Three days a week, by midday, she dropped them off at her parents, who lived only a few blocks away. On the remaining weekdays a close friend of hers took care of ...

The sun hung high in the spring sky, casting a warm glow over the veteran's home nestled deep in the woods. The air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass, a perfect backdrop for the day's volunteer work.
Sara, 19, a cheerleader since sophomore, with a figure that turned heads wherever she went, moved gracefully across the farm adjacent to the main house. Her short skirt swayed with each step, revealing her toned legs, and her tight white T-shirt hugged her 34B breasts, accent...

* rather different than my usual stories - in the romance section, under a different name. Just a try-out, really. and yes, you probably need some willing suspension of disbelief. *
Chloe was a beautiful, attractive young woman of twenty-four. She had a sweet smile and a good figure. She lived next door to Greg. He had kept an eye on her, because when she was only sixteen, he'd promised her parents he would if they passed away. It might have been because of some premonition or other, as they both died in...