virginity stories and histories

She stood alone, abandoned by her roommate, sipping from the can of pissy Natty Light. Neon lasers cut through the smoke wafting above as if controlled by the beat of the Jay-Z song thumping from the clusters of speakers hanging in the corners of the long, narrow room that smelled of stale beer, sweat and dirty socks....

This is a story of fiction. But one day who knows...:-)
The day started off like any other Saturday. The wife was out to lunch and shopping with her mom and kids were out having fun with their friends so I decided it would be a good day to slip on a pair of panties and enjoy the empty house. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself out and lubed up my manpussy. I like to use my wife's 7" toy when I have these rare moments alone. I could not wait. I like to fuck myself with it and jerk off at the same ti...

She leaned back against the small kitchen counter as Tucker looked around the small attached, in-law style apartment.
"This apartment was my grandparents place when my parents owned the house. It's small, it's not close to your campus, so I hope you're into peace and quiet, and commuting."
He glanced at her, his look lingered, scrutinizing every detail of her face he could before making his regard awkward. He turned back towards the sitting room. It wasn't much more than a den really. She noticed he h...

I love working here. Katahdin Books was one of the few independent bookstores left in the state thanks to soulless chain stores and the Internet. Our owner is very dedicated, a former English professor who ran away to rural Maine to write his novel and found himself in dire need of a regular paying job. He worked here back before the retail invasion and the Internet took over, and when the original owners decided to retire he found he loved the work and bought the business building it up into the shop it is...

It had been a while since I played basketball. Growing up, I'd spend hours on our driveway, counting down the seconds, pretending to hit the game winner at the buzzer. While I worked out often, I craved that nostalgic feeling of shooting hoops. I decided to go to a small outdoor court nearby. The sun was just setting over the hills, a beautiful backdrop for the court. There was only one hoop and I ran back and forth, shooting fadeaways, hook shots, long distance. I felt like I was back in my element....

Life was good; I had a wonderful home, a wonderful husband, a wonderful son and now I had a wonderful daughter to make my family complete and then Maggie Thatcher became prime minister.
We were doing ok, not great but ok; our mortgage was one week of Mike's wages every month and, although we didn't have a lavish lifestyle, we were comfortable and content but, almost immediately after her election, the interest rate rocketed and, almost overnight, our mortgage became two weeks wages every month and we wer...

I woke up slowly. My head didn't hurt but it felt like my thoughts were lagging behind somehow. Probably the third round of scotch was overkill. No regrets.
Right?
I didn't regret anything... did I?
I opened my eyes wide.
Holy shit. How did that even happen?
My naked body was tangled in blankets with pillows scattered around me. I'd clearly slept quite restlessly, but I barely remembered it. What I did remember was now practically screaming in my brain....

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All characters are fictional and are eighteen years of age or older.


Stacy had just turned 18 before going off to college in the big city. Her family was very proud of her, being the first ever to go to college. Even though her green eyes and blonde hair highlighted her good looks, she was self-conscious about her height and weight. One day she would feel that her 110 pounds made her look too skinny at 5'6". But then she'd think that her 36D breasts were too b...

The Story of Herbert Rayburn

Herbert Rayburn was not very good with girls. The shy 18 year old freshman at the University of Vega had trouble even meeting their eyes or putting sentences together when talking to them. Therefore it was not altogether surprising that none of the very fuckable girls at UV would spread their legs for him. He and his friend Henry Miller were treated as outcasts on campus....

Over the years, I've occasionally asked myself why I told Mike about fucking that guy and I can honestly say that I don't really know. I definitely wasn't trying to upset him and I was seriously surprised by how he reacted because we'd only known each other for a few weeks and he knew that I'd be returning home at the end of the season but I must have known that it might upset him or I wouldn't have apologised and said that it would never happen again and, of course, if I hadn't told him he would never have...

When I walk into the living room with Caleb, I see that the furniture has been rearranged around what looks to be a large round upholstered ottoman. I sit comfortably on the ottoman as my stepdad stands up to make the first birthday speech. "This is a tradition that has been passed down for generations." he says, "On the 18th birthday of our female offspring, we come together to offer the experience of becoming a woman. We do this to protect them and ensure that their first experience is in a safe place. So...

This is a work of fiction. This story involves a college freshman coed losing her virginity to her boss, so if disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is purely coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment....

It all started because of a kiss. Well, not just a kiss, Lisa and I were engaged in a full-on makeout session in the abandoned hallway of our high school. We were both pumping with adrenaline; this was about as rebellious as it got for a couple of scrawny straight-A students. Lisa didn't even notice the bell ring until I started to pull away. I could feel her disappointment....

I was a normal kid as a college junior. A bit shy, maybe smarter than most, but with more imagination than most people also. I also had a secret side even then. I liked to go on a small roof next to where I lived and tan there. Not just tan. I would tan almost nude, face down. Weird, sure. But it led into other things, too. Without knowing it, I would fantasize about being gay about what it would be like to have a cock shoved in my face and then have to suck it. What would it feel like to close my lips arou...

I'm not a professional writer, I do this for fun. I'm sure there are spelling and grammar issues. And for added fun it's Canadian English, halfway between British and American. Some of those typos aren't mistakes, eh! The characters are over 18.
This story is high up on the Implausibility Scale. If you want realism then this isn't for you....

Mike left me at the hotel and we arranged to meet again at about seven that evening but, this time, rather than standing in a doorway, he'd meet me in a nearby bar. It was a really nice lounge bar with soft lighting, a red tartan carpet and deep red chesterfield seats, gentle music and a cosy atmosphere. We had one drink then set off in search of somewhere to be alone....

recap: Chris has ended up dressed in feminine clothing and Jason was blown away by how amazing he looked. They had been kissing and touching while cuddling on the sofa but now Jason is shirtless and has carried Chris up to the bedroom. Jason had giving Chris a feminine name because he looked so hot and settled on calling him Christina....

Imaginary Friends Hook Up
Can their "real" counterparts get together too?
The mirror was still slightly fogged over. Clay glanced at it after he got out of the shower Monday morning, but something he saw there gave him pause. The foggy image in the mirror was him, and yet it wasn't him.
"Hey guy. How ya doin?"...

Have you ever had a dream come true? Was it everything you thought it would be?
I remember the day I got my first full-time job, I went home to the one-room apartment that my dad had arranged for me to get in Tokyo, and collapsed into bed with such force that I bounced twice before I finally settled down. I had managed to undress, but I didn't even have the energy to get under the blankets, so I just used my hands to squish the blanket up against my thigh enough to partially cover me. I had goosebumps be...

Recap: Chris currently has Jason large BBC in his hand stroking it while they make out, Chris is still in lingerie, stocking and heels while Jason is naked.
"Jason, I love the feeling of your big monster cock in my hand. Tell me what you want you're Christina to do next babe!" Chris moaned
Jason looked at Chris realising that he'd just called himself Christina and his Christina knowing full well he was submitting to Him. Chris was nervous of what the reply would be but had realised while stroking Jaso...

These events are loosely based on actual events. All characters portrayed in this story are 18+ years of age.
My name is Dave and this is my story...
I had met Ciara the year previous to these events. she was my first girlfriend and my first time as she had taken my virginity. I remember it like yesterday.......

It was now a week since I'd roughly taken Simon in the vacant section and our kinky date had gone well. Seeing him in clothes and me in formals was a turn on and talking to him and not immediately fucking hard just made me hotter, then when we did it was powerful and sensual sex, though unlike our previous sessions, I wasn't sore....

This is a work of fiction. This story a Filipina who loses her virginity to her boss. If any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment....

First Time Swapping
I couldn't quite believe what I was doing. I was in a motel room with my husband and another couple and I had the other man's cock in my hand. We were all naked. I was about to kneel down and suck another man's dick with my husband watching.
Hi! I'm Bonnie. My husband is Terry. We've been married for a few years....

"Honey, time to wake up!" My aunt opens the blinds so the sun shines in my eyes.
"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you" she sings to me. She has always done this on my birthdays. Since my mom died and left me with my step dad and his sons, she is the only mother figure I have.
I jumped up to get dressed, but she reminded me that she picked out my outfit for my 18th birthday party. "I didn't sleep much Aunt Julie, I was so nervous about my birthday party today," I whine. After today I will fina...

Recap: Chris and Jason had share a lovely evening at the restaurant and had decided to go back to Jason's to continue the night. Chris is currently looking though the wardrobe of Jason's ex wife's stuff after Jason told Chris he'd look amazing in them and teasingly kissed him and walking away leaving Chris to pick some things to try on....

Divorce is never easy, even when you know it's inevitable. We gave our marriage until the kids had all left the house. Of course I fought for the house since I was the one who made it a home. That was my job. Kids and home. My husband was the breadwinner and, boy, was he good at that, so I got a pretty hefty alimony so as to not disrupt my lifestyle. The problem is what do I do with all my time and money now that the kids are gone?...

I think we were both wishing for the same thing a little too aggressively, when I pushed just a little harder, wishes were granted. The panties reached critical stress, causing a wardrobe malfunction. In less than a heartbeat, the head of my erection was engulfed in the extremely tight wet opening to Erin's fertile garden....

This is a work of fiction. This story a Filipina who loses her virginity to an older American man. If any of that disturbs you, then you should stop reading now. Any similarity to real names or real people is coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome, but please read the whole story to the end before you comment....

How I Met Marianne
And her irresistible smile
I met my wife Marianne ten years ago through a friend. He was a door man at a pub I frequented. She was a platonic friend he'd known since grade school. He knew that I was in a motorcycle club, and that she loved Harley Davidsons.
She was an attractive strawberry blond with a nice build and a very pretty face. There was something special about the way she smiled....