Hi! I’m so excited to bring to you the story of Tommy and his deflowering of me. Franchesca told me that thee hardest thing in life is to meet the right man at the wrong time. Well, I had a boyfriend when Tommy took my virginity and while I don’t know if he is the right man for me, I did want to be more experienced than I was for him. My desire was to rock his world when we had our first time together and well, I was considering a career as an erotic model and my agency sent me to Sergey to have my portfolio shots done.
I hadn’t breathed a word to my parents or my boyfriend; I had been told I was beautiful and that I had a beautiful body, but still, deep down inside, I did not feel as worthy of the other models; the pictures I had seen were simply, stunning.
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When I got my first period, none of my friends had entered menstruation and I was not only ashamed of having my period, I was terrified of having my secret discovered, so I stayed at home each month for the four to five days of my period. I could shave off the evidence of hair from my legs, under my arms and my pussy, too. But I could not ignore my budding breasts. I was fit and slim and my breasts firmly stood out 3-4 inches from my chest. I was forced into a supportive bra before my friends even had little buds of breasts. I wore loose blouses to disguise my breasts, but the older I got, the bigger they got and the jeers from boys turned into cheers of adoration. Suddenly, my curse had become my source of attraction from many male admirers and the curse of those who had mocked me in the past.
I was thrilled! I had many dates which resulted in heavy make out sessions starring my more than ample breasts, but I had not yet met. A young man who captured my heart enough for me to give into him fully.
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The flight to Budapest was quick and uneventful. I worried a little about what might happen to me if my husband returned to find me missing and right there, on that uneventful, unremarkable plane ride I decided that I didn’t care. I decided that I was not going to go back to Russia, that I would find a way to stay in Budapest and maybe even become a porn actress. I knew that I had a good body and naturally large pendulous breasts; the rest I could figure out.
We went straight from the airport to the studios at defloration.com. I met with the producer who just happened to speak fluent Russian. Fabulous! We could communicate freely without having too use a translator. Don’t get me wrong, translators are wonderful, just something always gets lost in translation and the fact that we were both Russian gave me an even better level of comfort.
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My name is Marfa and I was a virgin. But, here’s the thing; I’m married. Yes, married. And, yes, still a virgin.
At my 18 birthday party there was a lot of drinking. My father had invited some of his friends as well as many of my friends. We had good food, good music, lots of dancing and my friends were very generous with their gifts to me. The party lasted many hours and it seemed as if every man at the party wanted to get into my pants.
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I know you were once a virgin, too. Would you share your story with us, too?
Luz (from Brazil)
I shall be happy to share with you my virgin secret, but I have also had a request as to tell the story of the best sex of my life from a fan in India. Sadly, they are not the same story, but I am sure you will enjoy them both.
Franchesca Loses Her Virginity
The loss of my virginity came more from necessity than it did from anything romantic. I had grown up with my boyfriend David as his father was in charge of my father’s security detail.
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I hurt. I hurt everywhere, but most especially my heart hurt. Yes, Tommy took my virginity on camera, but I was an epic failure. I was not able to give Tommy pleasure. And that hurt me more than it hurt me when Tommy entered my virgin pussy. Shit! I’ve never felt such pain before. And you know that crap about how the pain will turn into pleasure?
Didn’t happen. Nothing but pain. Every time he started to pull out, I’d feel relief that this ordeal was over. But then he’d push back in. In and out; over and over, each movement more painful than the last. But he was kind and didn’t force me to orgasm or continue any longer than it took for him to come inside me. I felt his warm ejaculate coat my tender and swollen pussy walls and reveled in the feel of his sliding out of me and down my legs.
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Aleysa, Part Three.
LOOSING OF VIRGINITY
When the lights went on and the camera started filming, everything seemed to disappear. It was nothing short of magical.
Here I was, ready to be deflowered by this extremely handsome man. I knew he was quite a bit older than I, but his heart, it was his heart that beat young. I could tell from his warm eyes that he revered this occasion in my life as if he respected the task I had accepted. My heart continued to war with my senses knowing that this was the only option I had to save my family. I could not return to my home a failure, yet for me to lose my virginity in this manner was a personal failure. My parents would not approve of what I was going to do. My heart beat fast, partially from Tommy’s heated gaze and partially from the sacrifice that I was to make.
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When I woke the next morning, my heart had been lighter than it had been in a long time. I had a job and I had a plan. Certainly it was not the most conventional plan there was, but it would provide for our family and remove a lot of the stress that my father’s illness had left us with. I could not wait for the day that I could tell my parents that they need not worry about my father having to return to work when he was to ill to do so. Of course, I could not be entirely honest with them about the work I was doing and that bothered me a little, but if I could go to University, too, then I could get a job that I could tell them about. I did not think that they would be embarrassed by my actions, rather I knew that it would bother them that I felt that I had to do something so drastic with my body in order to support them.
When I finished my shift at the cafe I arrived promptly at the office of my agent. We had barely exchanged pleasantries when I blurted out that I wanted to sell my virginity to Tommy and could he arrange it. My agent was a little shocked that I had jumped from being shy about posing nude for pictures to demands that I sell my innocence, but he agreed and said he new of Tommy’s studio and would make all the arrangements.
Continue reading Alesya Gagarina, part two..
Hello, My name is Aleysa and this is my virgin secret.
I grew up with my small family of just my mother, my father and I in a small town just outside of St. Petersburg. We were close enough to be able to easily venture into town and enjoy the culture that such a city afforded, but we were far enough that we did not have a large tourist trade and everyone knew everybody.
Until recently, I never realized how poor our family was. We attended many cultural events in the big city such as the ballet and the symphony and we traveled to museums and enjoyed the fine art and history of them. We never travelled very far, nor did we travel overnight and so I never felt that we were at a loss.
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Mirella’s StoryPart 2
BeforeI left the studios, the producer gave me several DVD’s of videos that he had produced of Tommy taking the virginity of other models. He told me to study them and to recognize the format that the taking of my virginity would follow.
I was not new to watching porn, there are very few girls my age who have not watched porn. My girlfriends and I tease them and call them losers and mock them. But, I had never seen a Thomas Stone video where he took a girl’s virginity.
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