Erotic First Time stories
A large collection of first-time sex stories about virgins losing their cherry.
So what happened was, that in 2010 there was a student at Liz's school, Patrick(not real name), who somehow ended up in my wife's history class pretty regularly after teachers couldn't take him any more. So a couple of weeks later, Patrick was over playing Wii. Liz eventually got up and went to our guest room and shut the door. I paused the game and turned to Patrick and said something like, "Look, she was really proud of what you did the last half of the school year. So we left off with this k** standing at the door gawking at Lizzy who was sitting upright on our guest bed facing the door, with her legs wide open and her knees up resting her elbows on them and smiling.
Damn, it felt so good as he swallowed and kept my cock in his mouth. Alone and on my knees it hit me, WOW I had just touched and sucked another man’s cock and I let him cum in my mouth and even swallowed his load. During myself congratulation and introspective thoughts I failed to notice that someone had entered the booth and soon a new hard cock was coming through the GH almost poking me in the face. I felt him grunt and soon I felt his warm tasty seed shooting into my mouth, I moaned in pleasure to and started swallowing. I was soon cleaning his cock off when he abruptly pulled it from my mouth, packed it up and left.
I hear James let out a loud moan, as he feels my warm wet mouth around his cock. Oh god whore, you are going to make me cum so hard and so much.” I keep up running my tongue around his cock and squeezing his cock head with my throat, but now I add my hand, stroking his cock fast and applying pressure. “Oh god James, yes, yes oh yes ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssssss.” He continues to lick, suck, nibble and crush my clit, all the time while finger fucking me fast hard, making me cum, yelling, moaning and groaning the whole time. “Ohh Stacey, you have no idea, you are so tight and so wet, god I love your pussy you sexy slut.
I wanted to touch it, rub it, feel his hard length between my hands. "Hey," I said, smiling shyly this time, looking down, sure that my face was going red. It too, was for Matt it seemed, as he grabbed my face with both of his hands, moving my face back so that our kiss was instantly hard and hot and amazing. He kissed me across my chin and up to my ear, nibbling ever so slightly, and then began kissing again, making his way down the side of my neck, making me gasp from a pleasure that I didn't know would happen. â¨"You like that?" he asked smiling into my neck, and began to nuzzle me more, moving his way down to my breasts. "Come on," he said grinning, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside.
When my wife got home and we sat down to eat dinner, I told her about Jenny. During those two weeks, Jenny and I would talk a little when I got home, about Joey and school. Jenny gave it a few licks, then slid her mouth over the head of his cock. After a few minutes, Mr. Smith pulled Jenny's head up from his cock, by her ponytail. Mr.Smith loved the site of this hot little Catholic Schoolgirl, as she lie back with her legs spread and her tits showing. Mr.Smith came, holding his cock all the way inside of her.Jenny knew something didn't feel right. Mr. Smith told Jenny to take the bottle up to him while he cleans the living room before his wife gets home.
He kept rubbing my cockette and I thought that if he carried on much longer I’d cream my panties, but then he seemed to halt and he looked deep into me eyes. I rose to meet the questing fingers, feeling like a brazen hussy for wanting him inside me so much –for enjoying the fact he was preparing me to be fucked. “I want your cum deep inside me!” I encouraged, milking his cock with my muscles and squeezing his sides with my thighs as he pounded me harder and harder. My little cockette, buried beneath the pleats of my skirt was being massaged by D’s stomach everytime he drove forwards, and even as D started to near his climax, I felt my own approaching.
I pull my head off instinctually and start coughing and say "*Couch cough* that was way to much for me to handle, you have to be slower with me becaus..." "You'll learn fast I promise, now hold your hands behind your back and open up with your tongue out" Nervously I oblige, but this time he does take it slow and finds the soft limit of how much of his cock he can stuff down my throat.
My legs are open, and his hand has worked its way inside my panties he's tracing my clit with a finger when my English teacher comes on stage for the opening scene, light spills over into the audience, luckily our corner was still dark and the dean was riveted by her colleagues on stage. I didn't want him to - I have no idea how long he was down there, but at some point he came up for air, grabbed my tits and went back down, pulling my nipples and eating me out - god damn, I was on a completely other planet!- Finally, I go limp and he comes up.
I watched a porn movie about Glory Holes, after watching women and men servicing cocks anonymously I became intrigued and decided I would be paying one a visit. There was response right away in the form of a limp uncut cock starting to get hard. I sucked on his cock at least five minutes and he was just starting to get hard and I could feel the foreskin giving away to the bulbous head. I pulled his cock deep into my mouth and grabbed his ass with both hands and that was all it took for him to bust a nut. He stroked me and in one motion dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth.
I remember how crude my flirting became after a while, rubbing my stiff prick into Linda as we danced, and Mike was watching. I sit deliberately close to Linda and she reaches out to Mike, taking his hand and holding it on his thigh. Suddenly, Linda gasps again and grabs my hair, pulling me away, failing, letting me win, until she pushes her hips into me, this time on my side. I watch her eyes as she stares at my shaft in her hands; like an expert tart, she strokes the meat all the way back to my balls, ignoring or enjoying the slimy dribbles from her mouth that oozes over her chin and on to her tits.
John had just started to give the punch line to the joke he had just told when Charlotte interrupted him by saying that she wanted to go home with him that night. John quickly, but meaningfully, grasped the bottom hem of Charlotte's blouse and gently pulled it up over her head. John slid his finger into the waistband of her flower-print skirt and slowly pulled them down her legs as she raised her beautiful tight ass off of the bed. When Charlotte's moans started becoming more pronounced, he withdrew his fingers and pulled away from her soaking pussy. Feeling his desire, Charlotte took one breath of air before taking 7 inches of his beautiful cock into her mouth.
I settled into my room, put things away, all-the-while thinking of the excellent & arousing experience I'd shared with Bonnie. As this continued, she began to speak, saying things like "Nice rhythm," and "Looks hard!" Of course, this only served to make my experience better. Suddenly, in a whisper-like voice, Bonnie said, "I know this is YOUR fantasy, but I like your adventurous spirit and confident manner. She said, "Give me your hand." I reached out my right hand - she took my index finger and ran it across my stomach, making it moist with cum. Bonnie picked up one of the towels from the bed, and began to mop up the cum from my body.
The week after the party, she began joining my chats in the main channel, and we bonded over an almost-tragic event. Three days later, the gal shows up on the main channel and asks how long it takes for your hands to stop being numb. “Unbow your head, dear, but keep those hands up.” I put down my backpack, an old army style “large” pack, stuffed to capacity with toys…pulled out two locking bondage cuffs and put them on her wrists. I pulled out a six-fathom length of 6mm hemp rope and formed a lark’s head, which I wrapped and cinched in front between her breasts, before completing the shinju bonds above her breasts as well. The vault had four active party floors that night.
Tracy went off with Tim to meet some other friends, and Rick asked if Wendy wanted a drink. Rick moaned louder, as Wendy continued running her hand up and down the length of his cock. Wendy moaned as he slid his hard cock in between her tits. Her movement caused her chest to jut up and out, and Rick began pumping his cock faster between her warm, pillowy tits. Wendy was in heaven – relishing the feeling of Rick straddling her, pressing her against the bed, and the feeling of his incredible, thick, warm cock-meat sandwiched between her huge tits. Wendy was absolutely covered in Rick's cum, with thick gobs of it dripping off of her chin and coating the tops of her heaving tits.
I continue to kiss her and moved one hand slowly(as always to give her time to stop me) around the inside of her shirt. When I begin to move away she opened her eyes and watched me move all the way around to her back side, where I smiled really big and began to push against her a little while trading boobs with him in the front. I was rubbing my dick on her muff and reached for her tits again, he moved his hands for me and again went for a kiss. "See what you started" she said then looked back at him.They began to kiss and she held his dick up and stroked it a little faster now.
I'm a still sort of virgin, working in a sex club, going to have dinner with the wife of a patron who likes to...what do they say? "I didn't want to wait to call you," Jean-Luc said. "I still have a hard time wrapping my head around the idea that you're so okay with Evan going to Melody's," I said. "Well, Evan said he was going to...you know..." She made a circular motion with her hand that I couldn't interpret. Heather waited until the door was firmly closed before she asked, "So when are you going to see Jean-Luc again?" Which was good, because they did that thing where they have a little bonus clip at the end, although there was obviously some reference about it that Jean-Luc got that I didn't.
He changed the subject quickly and I saw a small tear in his eye as he turned to Sam. I couldn't help being ever so slightly turned on by him he was so cute looking and the vulnerability of him made me feel like hugging him.' I liked it a lot and as his finger dove into my ass hole and his mouth brought me to successive orgasms I screamed out loud things that I had never said before. I stopped for a moment looked up at him with an evil smile reached to my neck and unhitched my halter, peeling it over my tits, then grabbed his cock and slid the tip around my nipple sensuously.
While standing under the hot shower water, Vic closed his eyes and pictured that older girl in his mind. Instead of jerking on his dick in the shower like Eddie, he did it in his bed with the aid of a sock placed over his big bulging hard-on. That way, he could lie on his stomach and rub his dick on a hard spot on the mattress, while at the same time thinking about some girl he saw at the pool. For the visual arts pictures needed for jerking off, all he really needed was the zoom lens to zero in on the unsuspecting girls in their sexy bathing suits. The next thing Vic knew, he was home in his darkroom and looking at all the printed pictures from the days shooting.
Suzy always marveled at how Mr. Franklin, by far the youngest teacher at Midvale High and the one all the girls talked about, was able to have such a strong, f***eful body but such a soft, innocent face. Suzy frowned ever so softly when she went over in her mind how many outfits she had gone through and how many times she had brushed her long jet black hair, trying to find the perfect look to sweep Mr. Franklin off his feet. Suzy hadn’t thought about where she was going, but toward the end of the hall, she noticed Mr. Franklin standing quietly against the lockers with his hands in his pockets and his usual irresistible smile.
By the time I hung up the phone Anne and Barry had started without me he was standing at the base of our bed fucking her doggie style, I joined in by getting underneath her so I could lick her clitoris as she was being fucked while she could suck my cock, the great part was I could also lick his cock, for a first timer I expected Barry to jump but it seemed to increase his pleasure he slowed his strokes so that he got more contact with my tongue.
I could see the goose bumps popping up like crazy on her legs and arms and her nipples pushed up so hard against the fabric of the white teddy that I thought they might poke a hole right through the lacey material. She begged me to lick her like I had done before and I couldn't ignore her pleas, I gently parted her legs, separated her lips and slowly ran my tongue up along her clitoris. I slide the dildo in her pussy just barely entering her sweet opening and let it slide back out on its own, knowing every time it slides out it is rubbing right against her clitoris.
Let us start with the most recent confession of Maria to Father Peter: I went to church on Sunday morning and prayed on my knees for deliverance from sin. But on Sunday night I found myself trying on my school uniform and looking at the mirror. Today you were a good girl, Maria! At least you prayed in church today and took a break in sinning. I didn't really take a break from sinning in church. F: From your earlier confessions, I remember you love the idea to be looked at. If the handsome guy wasn´t a regular yet to attend Holy Mass in our Parish, you have surely seduced him into becoming an avid believer in the will of God. We welcome you two back to church next Sunday, my c***d.
The sign said ten minutes to wait for the New Carrolton train, his stop, far end of the line, 22 stations and an hour away. She shook her head and said "I think I'd like to keep it this way." She watched his face: before he could respond, she continued "You weren't at all rude. She held out her hand towards him, smiled again and said "Come spend the night with me. She didn't think she had ever seen such a look of studied devotion and ecstasy on a face, not even her own family's religious nutcases deep in their personal relationships with whatever God they had invented to meet their private needs. He smiled and said "You bet!" as she gently shut the door in his face.
Turning to see that they were being watched, both quickly stopped and blushed a little and Emily saw that, though she didn't know the girl, the boy was the Andrews' other son Mark. "Yeah," Mark said, walking over to the two girls, "I needed to drop off some laundry and stuff so I thought I'd show Sarah the house." And Emily, who's face was pressed against the door until that point, had just enough time to jump into Carl's room before Mark's door opened up and Sarah walked out. It creaked loudly, and thinking quickly Emily turned on the light by the bed, reached into Carl's drawer and pulled out some PJ's before Mark peeked his head in.