Olesia S.   view profile 

There are things that deserve documentary approach. Loosing virginity is one of them. God, that happened eternity ago. It happened in another place, another time and now in a different state. Actually it was in another life.

I was born and grew up in a small Ukrainian town. Hard times were approaching ? my University entrance exams - I was not getting ready for them at all. In the morning I would take the books out and sit down to study. But in fact I was reading about the history of religious feuds in 15th century France, and not studying sociology and literature as I was supposed to. I was crazy about the middle ages. When I was about 10 I decided to become a well-known writer. But being a practical girl as well I realized that writer was not a profession and I knew that I had to make a living somehow, so I decided to join the journalistic department of the University.
At the same time my step sister Yana was about to get married. He groom?s name was Sasha, he was slim, cute and boasting. Sasha had a bosom friend Oleg, whom I did not know much except for him being 24 years old and working as a photographer. Sasha thought Oleg to be very clever and trusted him on everything. The wedding day was approaching and Oleg, having considered several candidates to be a bride?s friend, rejected them all, and at the last moment it was me who was asked to be the bride?s friend. A hand of doom.
I got ready for the wedding in 2 days and made myself a dress out of some blue shiny fabric. I actually have never been very gifted as a seamstress. I really hate stitching the seams over. Overall my costume turned out to be rather ugly, of toxic-blue color. I still have a picture from that wedding. Looking at it makes me much happier with the way I look now. It takes a special talent to spoil own appearance that much!

Nata M.   view profile 

First time I had orgasm was with Alexander, the guy I truly loved. Sitting on top of him I would wriggle, swing my thighs lightly and come. I came! How I loved being in his arms that would lift me up, then I would slide downwards on his naked body, the upper corner of my pussy rubbing the very beginning of his cock? down, impaling, deep? Looking his into his face, so quiet at that moment, relaxed, with eyes half open, pupils converging slightly.

Our first time was a disaster. It happened at one of those flats, Olga had left with another guy. I felt a mixture of drunk embarrassment. He was smiling. He stood up, opened another bottle of wine, poured in my glass.
- Who are you?
- Me? Natasha.
- Yes, I heard that. So who are you?
Shit, who was I? Just a girl finishing school about to go to the college. Why the fuck would you care? Let?s keep things simple. Here is wine, here is pussy ? just fuck it and enjoy!
But for some reason it took us quite long to make up our minds. He turned off the lights and asked: ?Would you like to stay with me?? Well, I already had? We kissed, messed about on the sofa. Then my pants fell crumpled to the floor. Everything went wrong. He was drunk. Through the drunk buzz in my head I was able to catch occasional thought floating by ? he is embarrassed because he cannot make it? this is my fault ? I cannot arouse him? the more we try the lesser our chances are? his cock is soft as made of cotton wool?
I was waken up by his snoring and by the fact that he had almost pushed me off the bed. I felt as if a few cats shitted in my mouth. I was very angry. Angry at the whole world. At myself for coming here, at him. Most of all at myself ? what a fucking whore I was. And at him ? could not even fuck me! Fancy that! With all his cheek and aplomb?
When his friend came in I was sitting on a chair, wrapped in a towel, smoking. Alexander was in bed.
- So, you?re awake? Hey, Natasha, you look unhappy? Did Sasha offend you?
I could not refrain from the answer already prepared.
- No, Vitia. Quite on the contrary. You friend?s cock failed him, because he was too nervous apparently. Or maybe he has not been using it for a while and forgot how to fuck?

Nata M.   view profile 

It had been three days since Alexander left on some business of his. Friend Alka called me on the phone and we agreed to meet at seven, she was going to a jam session with some guys. I had just been expelled from school, so I could not care less.
Alka was funny, she was happy to see me.

Her friends could not get tickets for the show. The guy who was supposed to take us through did not show up. They told us to go away at the entrance. We did not feel like going away, so we went along Nevsky towards the Palace square. The smallest and smartest guy collected money ? whatever each one had ? and ran to the liquor store to get some wino. I liked their company. I felt a stranger in the company of the guys my age. Compared to Alexander?s friends they were a bunch of ?snotty kids?. No money, no own flats.

We set in the square by St. Isaac?s cathedral. Decided to drink right on the bench. Dim street lamps, blue snow. Us girls set on the guys laps, not to freeze our asses off. But the boys could not stand it for long either. They were all wearing short jackets. The guy whose lap I set on, had an imitation leather jacket. The bottle of wino did not warm us much. The imitation leather guy, whose name was Val, stamped his high booted laced feet all the time. To warm up. I did not like that jolting. The guy who ran to the liquor store suggested we went into the porch to finish the bottle in warmth. Olga, that bitch, was with us!
Val ran forward along the alley checking the porches. He jumped out of one of them very happy. Upstairs there was an attic left open. A beautiful one. Huge, warm and lit by a light bulb. Heat pipes were covered with some insulation. That was where we were seated. Alka went on telling her funny stories, recited poems. Olga, the bitch, was a wet blanket. She disliked everything. When Val screwed the bulb off, so that it became dark, she said she was leaving. A guy who was trying to attract her attention went to see her off. The five of us stayed.
So what the hell could she tell Alexander later? Only what I told her myself stopping at her place at eleven that very night. Her parents were watching TV, so we went into her room quietly. I put my coat on the radiator. To dry it up. It was wet because we broke the pipe. Or the pipe broke under our weight. And how it stank, Jesus! Rusty and rotten.
Alka fucked the guy that had run for the wino. For very long. They were not sure what they wanted more ? fucking or drinking. They passed the bottle to one another and managed to quarrel at that ? ?you made a bigger gulp, give it back now!?

Emma V.   view profile 

It happened on a train when I went to see my grandparents on summer vacations. From Moscow I shared the compartment with an elderly couple. One berth remained vacant. Late at night at some remote halt I went out of the car for a smoke and some fresh air. I saw a guy walking towards our car.

?Would be good if he got into this car, or even better in our compartment?, ? I remember thinking half serious.
Having finished my cigarette, I climbed into the car and went to my place. Corridor was very poorly lit and I bumped at somebody in the doorway.
- Sorry, I did not notice you, - I said and tried to get passed into the compartment.
- It is ok, actually, I even enjoyed it, - I heard an answer and raised my head. I saw that very young man I had just thought about.
- Are you traveling in this compartment?
- Yes, if you do not mind.
He threw his bag on the luggage berth and I had a chance to see him better. Yes, his body, height, his voice ? everything about him was exactly what I liked in men. The elderly couple was fast asleep, there was only a night lamp on and I was not able to make out what his face was like.
?Actually, who cares!?, - I decided for myself. In that intimate semi-darkness his deep masculine voice with erotic overtones and his gorgeous figure fitted just great.

As for the face, what difference does it make after all? Even if he is a Quasimodo!
The train started off suddenly and my hands rested on his chest to prevent me from falling and he took me in his arms. We felt there was so little room in that compartment, so we went into the corridor. Immediately I felt my blood pulsating in my temples, my knees became weak. I did not expect myself to react in such a way, it felt so nice and crazily sexual. I became wet immediately, I felt my panties soaking. I looked at my companion ? his eyes were shining feverishly ? he was definitely turned on too. There were people in the corridor.
- Let?s go into the platform, we can smoke there, - I suggested.
- Let?s go, - he replied and having taken me firmly by the hand, led me towards the end of the car.
It was absolutely dark in the platform, except for the rare lights that flew by. The roar of wheals was so loud, one could hardly talk. He pressed me to the wall and said ?I want you!? Or I thought he said that. I nodded just in case, anyway.

Tamara Ch.   view profile 

I lost my virginity long time ago. My father ditched us when I was small, I do not actually remember much of him. My mother, still a young woman, worked as a train guard. She brought me a new 'father' out of one of her journeys. His name was Egor, or Egor Nikolayevich to be more correct. He was younger than my mother and worked as a musician at a restaurant.

When mother went on her trips, we stayed together with Egor. I had noticed the way he looked at me before, but I did not expect what happened that morning.
It was Sunday, so I allowed myself to sleep longer, mother had just left the day before and we did not expect her back until Tuesday. Egor was at home.
Through my sleep I felt somebody stroking my leg, climbing my thigh. I opened my eyes. Egor was sitting on the bed by my side and stroked me under the blanket (worth mentioning that I sleep only in a short T-shirt). Have not woken up completely, I asked: 'Egor, what are you doing!?' Not stopping stroking me, he said: 'You know how hard it is on me? Your mother is always away and I am alone! I need a woman so bad, and you are here, so sweet!' I thought I had been dreaming at first. Egor was a handsome man, more handsome than any of the boys that had been courting me trying to get under my skirt before, but he was my mother's husband! I tried to push his hand away. Egor threw my blanket away, and my short t-shirt pulled up baring my thighs and pubis. I tried to pull it back down but he did not let me to. He began stroking my legs, his beautiful musicians fingers crawled under my t-shirt, he stroked the whole of my body. I felt nice. His hands caressed my small breasts, my thighs, his fingers touched my pussy lightly. I had not felt anything like that before.

Tamara Ch.   view profile 

I have not had anybody except Egor until I left school.
I met Sasha just by chance at a cafe. I set at a table waiting for my friend Julka, drinking Coke when he came up to me and asked if he might sit at my table.
I said he might.

He was very cute. He said his name was Sasha.
He set opposite me and we began to talk. I liked talking to him, we talked of different things, strange but I really enjoyed his company. We talked for only about 15 minutes, but we laughed and smiled to each other. It must have been love at the first sight, because I forgot all my problems and worries with him, just felt nice. Then my friend Julka showed up and he said he had to leave, but we agreed to meet later in the evening.
I waited for him for about 15 minutes. He showed up and apologized, said that professor at the college made them stay longer. I said it was no problem.
- So, where shall we go? - he asked.
- Let's go for a walk, - I said.
We went along Nevsky prospect, and stopped at the movies, it was Pirates of the Caribbean that we saw. In the movies he took my hand in his... I was happy to see him taking initiative... We kissed. As for the second half of the movie, we hardly saw it! :)

When the movie ended it was time to go home. My mother was away, Egor worked at his restaurant, he usually did not show up until early morning when he worked. We took a taxi to my place. I invited him in for a cup of tea. He agreed. He was smiling so tenderly at me, I felt so nice. When we got upstairs I began kissing him myself passionately, almost jumping at him. I did not know what happened to me... must have felt myself at home. Honestly, I had been fantasizing about being with another guy... I confessed to him that I had had somebody before... He told me he had a girlfriend too, but was not happy with their relationships. I felt as if I had known him for 5 years. I felt so much at ease with him, did not know why.
Then I said I needed to go to the rest room for a minute for a pee. He said he would miss me so much and would die if he did not see me for that long. And asked me not to close the toilet door.
I said I would be embarrassed.
He said he would turn away and not look.
I agreed, did not know why... (not that I am sorry about it!). I pulled down my panties and began to pee. He stood in front of me with his back to me. I said he might as well turn around because he was not going to see anything interesting anyway - my t-shirt covered everything. He turned around and kissed me on the lips. We both smiled - the circumstances were so unusual! I returned his kiss, he set on my lap, but not completely, making sure he did not vest too much weight on me.

Julia A.   view profile 

One day, about 10 days after Arkady had left me for his dacha, unable to fall asleep, I went into the kitchen of our communal flat and met Sergey K. there. He was the guy who tried courting me at high school. He just came back from the army service.
- Julia, - he began again, - I meant to talk to you. We have known each other for long time. Marry me.

That was a little bit unexpected, although I had always known that he liked me.
- It is too late Serezha, - I told him, - I already have somebody.
He stood motionless for a minute. I was about to leave, but he stopped me and said in a changed voice:
- Does not matter, I love you. Marry me, everything will be alright.
- Thank you Serezha, you are a very good guy, but I do not love you.
Tears ran down his cheeks, but my thoughts were there with Arkady.
- You will meet another good girl, worthy of you, - I told him, - But, ok, be it so, I will be with you tonight, but for this night only, you understand?
We went into his room. He embraced me clumsily and we had not even really started when he came. I did not feel anything at all, although he was a very handsome guy, athletic built. He mumbled some words of gratitude, asked me to change my decision, then amounted me again. And again I felt him coming on my belly even before he entered me.
I got up to wash and was ready to go to my room, but when I finished douching, he had a hard-on again already and I knew I had to face it one more time. That time it was a little better, I even began getting the hang of it thinking of coming together with him, but, alas, he was too fast again. The forth time was very much alike. I felt nice at the end of it, but there was nothing to compare to what I felt with Arkady. Worn out we said goodbye. That was it.

Julia A.   view profile 

Many times Arkady made jokes about me being narrow minded in matters of sex.
- It is a scientifically proven fact, - he would say, - that one man, no matter how good he is, is not able to completely satisfy a woman. So, - he would dwell further, - imagine a man and a woman living together, supposedly to give each other pleasure. But he is unable to give her the full pleasure she deserves. It is not his fault ? one just physically cannot jump higher than his head. Is there no way out?... Yes, there is. Invite a good friend and give her the pleasure she deserves together. Just that simple.

- Look. ? he read me a passage from Montesquieu's Persian Letters where a woman described life in paradise. She was pleased by two men there. There also was A Tale of Poor Lovers by Pratolini where two friends invited a girl named Olympia and had her in turns.
- Our relationships, - would continue Arkady, - are beyond petty egotism. I am willing to do everything for you as well as you are for me. Let me invite a good friend of mine and together we will sincerely do everything you want for you.
I saw that he wanted to please me sincerely and agreed. The next day he came together with Mikhail he had told me a lot about earlier. They brought some wine and snacks. We pulled a bedside table to the sofa and set down all three of us. After three glasses Arkady began to praise and show my breasts? legs? Very soon I was stark naked. They took everything off too and made me lie on the sofa. Mikhail was the first to lie with me. I was a little embarrassed at first but he took control of the situation in his hands, he was very skillful and I relaxed soon. His cock was huge. It hit my cervix hard, it even hurt. It seemed to be able to reach to my heart. I felt so nice. I looked at Arkady and the fact that I was being made love to in his presence made the pleasure much more acute and refined. Arkady watched us with genuine interest. At the peak of his climax, Mikhail, already shooting sperm in me, stuck his cock so deep inside me, that I was unable to help crying out.

Lilia G   view profile 

I lost my virginity with my friend's brother.
It was winter, the end of a school term, I had to write an essay to get my history pass. Writing it was no big deal, but when I tried to print it out, I discovered that my printer was out of ink. I called my friend Julia, asked her if I might come and use hers.

- Be my guest, - she said, - only I am leaving in half an hour, but Lesha will be here to help you.
I did not mind that at all - I liked Lesha - her older brother. And it was obvious that he liked me too.
Knowing that I was likely to spend time with Lesha alone, I tried to dress up my best. I put my best lingerie on - not that I meant to show it to him, but I had read somewhere that beautiful lingerie changed the way you felt about yourself, made you feel sexy your eyes shine. I put a pair of tight jeans and a tight blouse apparently to demonstrate my figure in its best.
Julia opened the door to me, but she was already in her jacket putting on her boots ready to leave.
- Good luck to you in charming my brother, - she smiled closing the door behind her.
I spent at least half an hour in the arm chair, Lesha practiced some sort of voodoo over his computer: at first it did not see my document on the disc I brought, then his printer kept reporting error. Finally, the job was done.

- It is yours for a kiss, - declared Lesha holding the printouts high over his head.
I stood up, came up to him and smacked him a kiss on a cheek.
- I thought you liked me...
- I do.
- Then you should be kissing me differently, - said he kissing me on the lips.
I was not much experienced in kissing then, but I felt the difference between Lesha and my previous admirers straight away: never before a kiss had made my knees tremble and the touch of the tongue on mine given me an electric shock. He took me in his arms and I stroked his hair, the back of his head, his neck.
- Wait a second, - he whispered moving away from me. I forgot that the door to the room was not closed.
Lesha closed the door, blocked it from opening with a mop, turned the lights off and set in the armchair, beckoning me to sit on his lap:
- Shell we continue?
Essay sheets were by then forgotten on the desk...
His tongue worked miracles - I got very horny.
While his lips explored my neck, I stroked his head, his shoulders, his back - as much as his unbuttoned shirt would allow me. I got so carried away that I even dug my nails into his shoulders lightly. He gave a sudden sigh.

Lilia G   view profile 

I worked part time as an insurance agent at the hospital last summer. It was not difficult at all, I got the hang of it fast, just took some attention and responsibility, which I have. After a month of work I got my first salary. Made new friends among doctors and nurses there...

There was one doctor (about 40), a gynecologist (turned out to be a REAL GOOD specialist) that I liked most. I had to ask for his advise in work related matters, we became sort of friends, he would stop by at my box-room occasionally (I occupied a small closet without windows, with room enough for a desk and a chair only), we had tea and talked...

That day he came to see me I forgot what for... he was wearing regular doctors outfit... A robe and green pants. He brought a paper, put it on the table, and stood behind me, leaning over... It was hot in the room, I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans. I settled back and unintentionally pressed my back against him, he did not expect that too... I felt his erect COCK through the fabric... I felt a wave of heat... He must have felt similar... He said: 'Let's close the door, it is drafty here?' I nodded because I could not say anything at all, my throat went dry... Having locked the door, he came back to me... I saw his cock sticking out under his robe, wanted to see it and take it in hand... I unbuttoned his robe and pulled down his pants... His cock appeared in front of me in all its beauty, its head glittering, veins protruding on its trunk, balls pulled up... I looked him in the eyes, he smiled back at me and said: 'He is all yours...'
I felt wet between my legs - I became so HORNY...!!!
He, standing over me (I was still sitting on the chair), pulled my T-shirt over and undid my bra... Then took his cock in his hand and began stroking my nipples with it, they became tense immediately... I felt so good that I grabbed his tool and put it in my mouth... He plunged very deep at once, down to my throat... I sucked and licked his cock, its head, both of his balls!!! I even tried to take his cock and his balls in my mouth together, but apparently, I did not have a mouth big enough...