virginity stories and histories

Mary Bernadette Breaks from her Past
Mary Bea discovers a new life in college.
This is a fictional story where all characters are fictional and all involved in sexual acts are over 18 years of age. The names, dialogue, incidents and plot are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental....

Chapter 1.
"I'm just so excited!!"
Sarah blushed as Kayleigh's mom wrapped her into a fierce hug. The woman tended towards the sort of clothing that might be worn by a biker's wife, and the hug crammed Sarah's face into her ample, tanned, freckly cleavage, enveloping her in the smell of perfume and cigarette smoke....

The Dare - Truth or Dare Part 2
When the group got back into the game it was John who began the conversation, "So I think it's my turn, is it not?" Pete told him to go ahead. "Okay Gail, truth or dare?
"Will I enjoy a dare from you or should I stick with a truth? You know what John, give me a dare."...

The Encounter


By: Feenix

It had been forever since she had just gone out for the hell of it. Her life consisted of routine, routine, routine - and work. The spontaneity option had left a while ago, and she was beginning to feel desperate for something unexpected to come along and provide her with a jolt of newness. Never did she imagine she would run into him......

All characters within this story are 18 or older. This is a story based on my real experience as best I can remember it. The major details I will never forget but some of the words may have been different. I hope you all enjoy.
I was staying overnight with a friend who I had known most of my life. It was the summer after my senior year and I wanted to enjoy my last summer at home. I often stayed at Amanda's house growing up. We would watch television or listen to music and talk about guys. She had a brot...

The Return


By: Feenix

The Tuesday sun was a spiteful thing -- pouring through the wide-open warehouse doors like it had a grudge. Callie tugged at the bottom hem of her tee, feeling it cling a little too snug across her damp lower back. Her purple leggings were starting to feel like a second skin, and her ponytail was turning traitor by the minute -- little wisps of auburn hair curling free to stick to the nape of her neck....

Twenty days. That was all the time left before Luciano was to marry. Of course, he'd known well in advance that he would be married sooner or later. More like sold to the highest bidder. It didn't matter whether he liked the woman he was about to marry or if she was pretty enough for his tastes, the deal had already been made with the Morini family....

Friends and "fans," I've been wanting to try my hand at my first fiction story (most of you already know my stories have been connected to real life experiences so far) for quite some time--so here goes. Please be gentle, as writing something completely from the depths of my brain and psyche is almost more imposing than expressing a real memory. I hope you all enjoy....

John couldn't believe it was going to actually happen, probably, maybe. He felt like he was the only 21-year-old virgin on the planet. But after tonight, not anymore. He and Alexis had been going out for a month, and their physical relationship had progressed nicely. He had had his first orgasm not done by his own hand on their last date....

Charlie
It happened when Charlie was between terms in college. He was nineteen and had thought that IT knowledge was the way forward in life, although he was now starting to have serious doubts about his abilities and motivation to complete the course.
There were more things on his mind on that day than his course, IT in general, or the privet hedge that he was pruning at the front of the small semi he lived in with his Mum, who was at work as usual during the week. The fact was that he was still, inc...

Into the Storm
I squeezed the steering wheel in a death grip.
"What the fuck was I doing?" I thought for about the millionth time on the way to her apartment.
There was no way this woman was going to take my virginity.
We had met online, through pure dumb luck. I was on some dating website, trying to match with someone, anyone....

All characters depicted in this story are over 18 years old. No animals were harmed in the making of this story.
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I'm very tired. I just played for three hours in the sun. It's late July and the heat is relentless. There's no options for me to play otherwise if I don't perform on the street or in the subway station....

The woman lay semi-upright, her back against the headboard. She was clad in only a black slip and nothing else. For it would be necessary for her to allow free access to her lower genitalia.
The woman looked to be in her early fifties, most likely post-menstrual. Her blond hair was smartly coiffed in a stylish cut. Her years had not diminished her attractiveness. In fact, they seemed to make her even more covetable....

Gail and Tim are at it again, trying to come up with a game to play with their friends. Last time they got a group together they ended up playing naked hide-n-seek in a cemetery.
"Hey Tim, how about we have some friends over on Saturday night and play games?"
"I'm in Gail, what did you have in mind?...

Maybe a week later, while I worked night shifts, Beth caught me unaware. I asked her about Tucker, her 18 year-old only child and my shame-inducing recent crush after a brief kiss at the department beach party. She told me he couldn't stop talking about me. About how cool I was, how we listened to the same music, and how Erica was going get a piercing with him. I was worried my face had betrayed a slight blush, but kept myself collected. Did he tell her about what happened during the fireworks!?...

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18+. They are all ending high school and starting college.
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We kept studying together, but things went back a few steps, and it took a couple of days (when I didn't manage to make any move or even ask a question) for her to take the initiative again. This time we kissed for a few minutes, with increasing tongue play, and when we were breathing heavily, she stood up, took my hand and drove me to my bed. She started to undress, and after a few shocked seco...

Chapter 1
It was another typical Sunday night, and I found myself bored again at work. Where I worked was a cheap hotel, the CozyStay Lodge on the outskirts of town, a few miles down route 12. It was a terrible first job for a kid my age, being only 18, but my parents insisted I get a job right after high school and they were the first place to hire me....

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18+. They are all ending high school and starting college.
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After that night, we kept talking at School, but Sandra and I were somehow uncomfortable spending too much time together. I felt Lana's "explicit" behaviour with her boyfriend had raised the bar too high for us, and Sandra seemed to feel something similar....

THE FIRST TIME. A powerful phrase signifying an important stage in life. Three words embedded in the memories of a person's life changing events. It could be something momentous as your first kiss. Not one from your mother or a friend, but a lover. A kiss could mean anything from a quick peck to a deep French tongue swap. But even this simple act will never be as memorable as your first bareback full penetration followed by an uncontrolled orgasm inside. Every man remembers the first time sinking their dick...

Mac and Jo, in their mid-thirties, had been together since the first year of college. Mac is an architect, Jo an interior decorator. Tall, dark, and handsome would describe Mac while Jo was barely five feet, well-proportioned with short blonde hair, almost white.
They were living a charmed life; Mac had inherited the house, and Jo inherited a pile of money. They were very appreciative of their luck and content to drift along together as they were until retirement....

Our wedding was beautiful. Everything I ever dreamed. We partied all night and had to leave the next afternoon for our honeymoon. We arrived at our resort in Mexico and made our way to the room. We had sex for the first time as a married couple before heading to the pool. We were having drinks and talking to some of the other guests. A few hours went by and we were getting along really well with another couple even though they were older in their 40s. I was 24 my husband was 30. Both my husband and I had wa...

I didn't sleep. Not really.
I laid there all night aching. Wet. Embarrassed by the mess I'd become just from the sounds behind the wall.
By morning, my panties were soaked, clinging to me in the worst way. My thighs rubbed hot when I walked, and my skin felt too tight everywhere. I had to bite the inside of my cheek just to keep myself grounded....

The year was 1973. The last troops were coming home from Vietnam, The Godfather was the biggest flick since Citizen Kane, and I was with child.
Not by choice, mind you, but I was pregnant all the same. The father, Eric, was a real ass, and I wanted nothing to do with him. We were together for about two months before we called it quits on account of him fucking everyone of my "friends" and generally being a terrible person. He was more than happy to be off the hook for the kid, and I was more than happy t...

This story follows on immediately from Symposium Day Ch 1,2,3, &4.
The story so far:-
Ch1. Dave, Jen and I are at a symposium in Barcelona. I am the new boy at nineteen, Jen is late thirties, and Dave, a brusque northerner with an eye for the ladies, is somewhat older. After a meal in Las Ramblas, Dave heads back to the hotel leaving me with Jen, who he's been chatting up all day. Back at the hotel, Jen took me to her room where I got my first lesson in giving oral sex, something her 'shag about' husb...

Walter Mitty of Sex
And His Mentor
Whenever Dave looked at a woman, any woman, he always imagined her nude. He couldn't help it, or at least he didn't want to. He enjoyed thinking about woman without clothes in sexual ways when he was doing studying or working at the library, cooking for himself, or doing housework, or just relaxing on the couch watching tv. The women on the television he imagined without clothes, always. If he was at a restaurant and a woman was sitting across from him at a table, he...

It was a hot summer after the pandemic. Lukas used to be a very shy and introverted guy at that time. He was sad and anxious. He often felt lonely. Everyone in his class already had a relationship and was loved, but Lukas felt he didn't belong anywhere. He had the best results in his class, and he was a fit guy with a kind heart. But he also was a desperate romantic....

Although I was reluctant, my friends finally convinced me to join them for spring break in Mexico. I'm not exactly a huge party guy, but I figured, what the hell. A week with warm weather, beaches, girls in bikinis, and an occasional drink didn't really sound too bad.
We got in late the prior night, so my friends were all still sleeping. I've always been an early riser, so I decided to go for a walk to get the lay of the land. It was a beautiful, sunny day, with the temperature already moving toward the ...

I saw Debbie standing outside the shop talking to a girl. I wondered who she was. I'd seen her occasionally and thought she stayed on the top floor flat sometimes. I recall seeing her once with Debbie and Anthea when they were going out for the night.
We'd never spoken apart from the odd friendly greeting if passing, she is very pretty but the guy she was with, looked the sort who would rip your head off then ask questions later just for looking at her....

A Weekend Houseboy.


When your past catches up with you.

Hi; I am Paul, twenty three, after a falling out with my family, their words, I brought the family into disrepute. Moved from my home town in York to be a laboratory assistant in a Genetic Microbiologist laboratory in a large pharmaceutical research facility in Oxfordshire. I always have been a bit of a geek, loner too, the thought of being on my own sounded cool....

That T-Shirt Smell

Mark goes looking for his T-shirt, which seemed to have walked away. He finds it being worn by a willing partner.
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Mark was twenty-seven years old and alone in his parents' house. He was only in town for a couple of days on business. He'd awakened to find a note indicating his Mom and Dad had taken his eighteen-year-old sister out shopping....