Virgin Story

[GratefulFred]

What was the first story you wrote that lead you to your path in Literotica?

Mine was entitled "Mordred the Wicked" and dealt with a different version of Camelot.

Share some of your fond memories with your fellow Lit' writers.

 

[emap]

Well sadly I don't happen to have the first one I did anymore. Hard drive problems a long while ago and we hadn't backed up anything before it happened. I have a similar one that runs along the same line though, i'll post it to this post in a bit. First going to run a little backstory of what the heck I refer to in the little blurb.

I was playing Sociolotron at the time and doing little stories of my whoring exploits to post in the newspaper, the one I am about to add to this is my 5th I think, it is dated 9/26/2005 though I am pretty sure I actually did it before then, since I started doing them before posting anything to lit.

Aaron

There I am sitting in the bordello thinking of sleep, when in walks Aaron. He stood near the door for a moment, just looking at me, unable to resist I get up and move closer to him, trailing the small amounts of clothes I had been wearing.

I get right up next to him, running my hands up and down his body I lean in nibbling on one ear and ask him if he’s wanting my warm body pressed up against him. After a moment he tells me yes, though more of a whispered moan than a word. Money pressed into my hand I go about the business of stripping his clothes, first I remove his jacket, then his shirt, my hands roaming over his firm chest before dropping lower and pulling open his pants with my teeth. Allowing them to drop to the floor, my hands swiftly undo his boots, grabbing hold of each in turn to let him step out of them, then his pants.

Swiftly pulling his underpants down and off I lean in and take a deep breath, relishing the smell of him, all of that hot meat just begging to be buried in my body. Taking hold of him with one hand, then both as I feel the size of him, I lean in swallowing the head of him. My hands moving up and down on him as my tongue dances atop his head, soon his cock is hardened.

I let out an eep as he pushes me to the floor, his head buried between my legs, his tongue dancing over my clit and lips. I lay back relishing the feel of him enjoying my body until I feel an orgasm coming, reaching down I grab him by the ears and position him over me, one hand reaching between us to line up his thick meat with my wanton cunt, my juices leaking out and seeping down my ass to the ground. Lining up his cock with me I pull him in and we both groan at the feel of him so deep inside me.

His thrusts are powerful and swift, and I came upon him before he was finished, my legs wrapped around his back, my feet pressing onto his butt I got him going even faster in me until he releases his hot cum so deep in my cunt I swear I could taste it. He lay atop me for a moment, getting his breath before sliding up me to present his softened cock to me for sucking. Eagerly I press my mouth to him, relishing in the flavor of the two of us combined on his meat. My head bobs on him until he is hard again, then he turns me over to lick at my rear.

Before I can get past the thought of I hope I’m clean back there, his cock is again presented to my face for sucking, and I do, eager for more of his hot cum in my mouth. My head bobbed on him for some time, at the end his hands pressed into my hair forcing me to go faster and fucking back at my face, his meat going down my throat, I felt faint from lack of air he was fucking my face so fast and deep. Finally he pulled my head into him, groaning my name and I could feel his hot cum launching itself down my throat.

I groaned myself as I felt all that delicious hot cum bouncing off the sides of my throat and sliding down into my stomach, though managed to get him to pull back enough to catch the last few spurts in my mouth proper before he pulled his cock away from me and went back to licking at my rear.

I would have protested, but he did it so well, it wasn’t long before I was moaning for him to give me his cock again so I could get him hard and back in me, though quieted down when he stopped licking and pressed it to me back there

My mouth open in a silent scream that never came, he pressed all of him into me, I could feel every vein, every knot, every hair on his cock as he began fucking me. My head dropped to the floor, my hands grasping at anything and everything, his cock sawed in and out of me. I would think I passed out, except for recalling him talking to me, telling me how great my ass feels, I couldn’t say anything but groan as he would punctuate his words with a sharp thrust into me. Finally he speeds up, grabbing at my hips so hard he left bruises, his cock moving in me at breakneck speed until finally, he presses into me fully, let’s out a great groan and starts jerking, the hot cum shooting into my ass sets off my own orgasm and we both moan and groan together until his soft cock falls from me.

He gets up grabbing his clothes and thanking me while I lay on the floor thanking him back. I’m not sure how long it took him to get dressed, but it seemed like in no time he was clothed and out the door, I stayed on the floor for a while before trying to get up. Giving up on standing or walking, I crawl over to my sofa and pull myself atop it where I lay in blissful tired soreness for some time.

 

[mjl2010]

I wrote an amazing piece of work that I can never get anyone to read. Truly, I'd love to know if the basic premise of the thing is worth pursuing.

Seems no one wants to read a 1st person, 1300 page (word pages) piece of junk that has no dialog separation and exceeds 1.3 million words. I just can't imagine why not.

sigh

MJL

 

[emap]

Ummm yeah, I beleive that would be because it needs a masochist editor with alot of time on his/her hands before most of us would even be able to halfway follow it.

Not to say it is a bad idea of course, just bad writing, or is that editing, I never can tell the difference.

 

[SpencerAlanMacLeod]

What was the first story you wrote that lead you to your path in Literotica?

Mine was entitled "Mordred the Wicked" and dealt with a different version of Camelot.

Share some of your fond memories with your fellow Lit' writers.

Mine was called "The Climax of Gratitude".
Man, I had a lot of fun writing it too!

Of my first six stories about the two people involved, it has the least views.
Yet it was the one that started me writing.

I took a real-life incident and ran off and away with it.
(Pretend can be sooo much better than the real thing!)

The story is just over four thousand three hundred words long.

Even now, I am still aroused by it and the ideas it represents...

Here are the first one hundred and forty nine out of Chapter Four.

"Chapter Four

The Whipping Progresses

I gradually moved to her side and then to her front.
Again, I started lighter on the virgin areas and built from there.

As the belt found her sensitive breasts and belly, she began to flinch and grimace ever so slightly.
Rather like someone who has stepped barefoot on a rock.

But aside from these reactions, she showed no evidence that she was nude,
bound and being slowly and methodically whipped.
God I like a resistant female!

She refused to meet my eyes, instead, choosing to look to the middle
distance and pretend I wasn’t there.

“Fat chance”, I thought with satisfaction, “You’ll react exactly as I want”.

Her suffering was not only beginning to show; it was arousing me.
I have always been inflamed by a good whipping where both parties have
agreed to it before hand. This was definitely a good time!"

 

[GratefulFred]

I wrote an amazing piece of work that I can never get anyone to read. Truly, I'd love to know if the basic premise of the thing is worth pursuing.

Seems no one wants to read a 1st person, 1300 page (word pages) piece of junk that has no dialog separation and exceeds 1.3 million words. I just can't imagine why not.

sigh

MJL

I tried reading just the first word only of each page and I couldn't finish it.

I did write "War and Piece of Ass" back in Miami but after printing it the story was so heavy that the police made me burn it as it was causing a slight downward shifting on the Florida coastline.

Thanks for the share and happy thanx.