virginity stories and histories

Unveiled Desires
Chapter 1: The Whisper of Temptation
The house was quieter than usual, the kind of quiet that hums in your ears when you're used to the soft chaos of another person's presence. Claire stood in the kitchen, her fingers tracing the rim of a wine glass she'd filled halfway with a cheap Pinot Grigio. The clock on the wall ticked past 5:00 p. m., and the late summer light spilled through the window, painting the countertops in a warm, honeyed glow. Mark had left that morning, his suitcase ...

This is a work of trans sexual fantasy, with mutual enthusiasm but without explicit discussions of consent. Though words like cunt, pussy, clit, womb, dick, and hole are used to describe the trans man's body, they are not intended to be read as feminizing. Just a heads up if that is not your thing.
~Horny reading!...

She went to bed and wondered why she had taken advantage of Eddie because he behaved like nothing had happened. Did it really happen? Did I just do all that, or was that just my daydream. Whateverer it was, her body was on fire. Nipples as hard as bullets and a clit screaming for attention, she was caressing her cupped her large tit, squeezing her nipple and playing with her clit, dreaming about his huge man meat....

This is the love story of Angi and I. We grew up and had gone to High School together but hadn't really connected. We were in a couple classes and extracurricular activates together, but outside of those we, for some strange reason, never got together. She was super cute, just short of average height for a female, had all the right curves but her boobs were on the smaller side of proportional for her body. Would sometimes make my cock twitch when she would wear a tank top where (as with most girls) her bra ...

A couple of weeks had passed until Oliver worked with Quinn at the gallery again. He showed up that evening looking distracted. His usual smirk was missing, and instead of dropping his bag behind the counter like usual, he set it down with a heavy thud and slumped into the nearest chair.
Quinn raised an eyebrow from her spot behind the desk. "Rough day?"...

This is a work of fiction. This story involves an innocent young nanny 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....

Recap: Chris and Gary are in an intermate moment of pleasure eachother cocks by their hands and kissing as Chris is sucking Gary's tongue.
Chris gets carried away and breaks the kiss and looks down to see Gary still stroking their cocks together watching as Gary's precum soaks his cock and letting out a moan....

"Well, I guess we all do that sometimes."
Linda just asked Barbara if she felt stuck in a rut in her life.
"No, I'm serious, Barbara. You don't seem to get excited about anything anymore."
Barbara sighed. "Life is... comfortable with Ken."
Excitement sounded nice, but not too much. Real excitement usually meant real trouble. "I mean, we're getting along really well."...

The street light lit them as they kissed at her front door. They had been on a few dates, enough that their hands were comfortable wandering. His hands had maybe even slid up and felt under her shirt on previous dates. The bra was played with and teased and nipples titillated, no pun intended. Her hands had slid down and touched his ass a time or two....

PREFACE
All characters in this story are either 18 years old or older.
Hi everyone, this is my first ever story submitted to this site. I've always been a hobby writer, but I've never really tried to write erotica before.
6th Symphony is meant to be a slow burn, drama heavy story. If that's not your cup of tea that's totally fine, but I really wanted to focus on the relationships and teen drama with this one....

I just stumbled across this rotten, depraved website and I'm amazed it's allowed to exist. How on earth are you allowed to publish this vile filth, with impunity? How do you sleep at night, after sharing your sick fantasies with other freaks and perverts? I want to tell you a story about the long-term damage you cause, with your selfish, sick abuse on strangers....

I love books and I love writing because they give life beauty through order. All those confusing emotions felt in ephemeral moments can be paused, held and observed in peace without time harrying you on. Even if my words still show an incomprehensible chaos, there is still comfort in an ordered disorder. I suppose this is the reason I am writing this; I am confused and made crazy by sex, and putting that into writing gives me release. Part of the problem is that I can only write about sex when I am aroused ...

This is the second chapter of a story based on true facts, which I lived during my high school days, back in the late '70s. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and the not so innocent as well. All characters are consenting adults. Also, English is not my first language. Anyway, criticism is not only welcomed but expected....

Pacing restlessly around his workspace. Oliver was feeling the stress of his upcoming midterm critique, staring at the monitor, the half-finished shots he'd been working on seemed dull and lifeless.
Quinn hadn't been around much lately, and he felt it. Her presence had become a strange sort of anchor -- one that kept him balanced even when he felt like his creative momentum was slipping....

Or how I got pregnant
Greetings, one and all. I have decided to tell you about my life and all its little secrets.
This story takes place in the early 1960s in Massachusetts. The Comstock Act and Puritanical laws at that time made disseminating Birth Control information or devices to unmarried individuals a serious crime. You can Google it if you need to....

My wife and I spend our winters in Punta Gorda, Florida. We enjoy live music so we go to several venues that offer live bands. One of our favorites is a Mexican restaurant. The bands play in a covered patio. One evening recently we were enjoying margaritas and listening to the band. Marie had chosen a tropical colored dress with a plunging neckline and a long split skirt. It displayed her 40 H bust prominently. The place was packed with basically a standing room only crowd. A well dressed black gentleman as...

I was partying in a town near where I lived when I run into two of my ex-wifes friends
Estelle and George. It turned out their relationships had not panned out very well either.
Estelle and her boyfriend seemed on the rocks for as long as I'd known them, but George and his husband seemed tight. It did come as a bit of a surprise when he said they had split up....

This is a work of fiction. This story involves an innocent young Muslim girl 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....

Coming to Port Dickson with him was probably a mistake. Or maybe not a mistake in the grand scheme of things, but definitely a massive miscalculation in terms of my comfort zone. I'd envisioned a breezy weekend getaway, maybe some nice seafood dinners and quiet strolls on the beach with Ben. What I got was a crash course in... well, something I hadn't even fully imagined existed outside of those, ahem, websites my friends sometimes giggled about....

Quick Recap: Chris and Gary are currently sharing intimate pleasure with eachother. Gary is currently fingering Chris' ass while sucking his cock. While Chris is realising that he's enjoying being sexual with a guy probably more than with a woman.
Chris' body was flowing with pure pleasure as Gary was pleasuring his ass and cock at the same time. Chris almost wanted to scream out in pleasure but was trying to keep calm, He'd never felt anything this good before. Gary stopped sucking just to lick Chris' t...

This story contains sharing partner and group sex. The names have been changed to protect the horny.
This is a true story. I had my first threesome experience with a couple from my time in college. My girlfriend, Karen and her roommate, Joan, lived in a small house near campus while her boyfriend was my roommate. I can't remember how that happened but I my girlfriend had been in school there for her freshman year while I attended another school upstate. We had met the summer before working in summer stoc...

The air in Jenny's small Jerusalem apartment was heavy with the scent of old stone and jasmine drifting in from the garden below. She and Dave, both architecture students, had been cramming for a looming deadline, their textbooks and sketches sprawled across her dining table. Jenny's place was a short walk from Dave's parents' house in one of the city's winding, courtyard-lined neighborhoods, and they'd taken to studying together often. Tonight, though, felt charged--her flatmate was away for the weekend, l...

Niagara Falls. Yep, we're here. And we can't check into the hotel for another three hours. That's both the advantage and the disadvantage of being old with no kids in tow--you only have yourself and your wife to worry about. Simple things like leaving the car fully loaded and going wandering about could not happen when we had two boys under 10. But now our boys--now in their late teens--are holding down the fort at home, while the wife and I have escaped for a little spring break of our own. Teachers of a c...

Memories of being a gas station attendant.
One of the things I notice about getting old is that I think a lot about the past. Back in the 'day', we didn't grow up so fast, we didn't act like adults till we were in our late teens. Our parents wouldn't allow adult behavior or clothing till we were 18 or 19. I've built this story around something that happened to me while working in a gas station after I got out of the Navy....

"Come closer," he instructs as he is sitting opposite of me. He opens his legs slightly, his thumb resting on his cheek. His eyes are fixed on me and it's making my cheeks burn.
I get up slowly, hesitating a bit. Everything is becoming more real now and it makes me anxious. Am I sure? Do I actually want this? I look at the man I am now slowly walking towards - a man older than my father. His short grey hair makes his light eyes pop even more. His grey beard with some spots of white hair compliments his a...