Alesya Gagarina, part two..

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.

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Alesya Gagarina, part one..

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 Csikis. Losing of virginity.

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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Mirella Csikis

Hello, My name is Mirella and I am just 18. Since I was a little girl, I wanted to be a model.


I would dress up in my mother’s gowns and pretend I was in a
beauty pageant, complete with flowers I had picked from the garden and a tiara that was once part of a child’s costume. I pictured in my mind walking down that runway to take my award. I perfected that pageant walk and that pageant wave and of course, I was most talented at blowing kisses to my adoring fans.
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Anka Minetchica. Part 2.

Later that evening, the waiter returned to my room. I was still horny, even though I had been masturbating repeatedly all evening. I was intoxicated by my orgasms and the memory of the high blush that appeared on the photographer’s face as I noticed his impressive erection growing just made everything so intense and so wonderful. I’d finish fingering myself, careful not to let a finger slip in, and then I’d think about the photographer again and of being taken by Tommy in the morning, and well, I just couldn’t stop myself. So, by the time the waiter returned, the room still smelled of sex and I was still ready to go!

The waiter was a really good kisser and I enjoyed that closeness that was missing from my solo actions and his wicked tongue brought me to orgasm several times before I took hold of his beautiful dick and had the snack of a lifetime. His cum was thick and substantial and yet, all I could really think about was having Tommy’s dick in the upcoming hours. The waiter spent the night and we took a shower together before I left for the studios at and my virginity loss video was shot. He agreed to meet me back at the hotel later that night for then, and only then, would he be welcome to plunge himself deep into my teenage, no longer virgin, pussy.

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Anka Minetchica. Part 1.

Hello, My name is Anka and I am a young girl from Russia. One of my girlfriends told me that when I turned 18, she knew of this producer I could approach and he would help me enter the career as a porn star.


My friend, who is a little bit older than I, told me of how this man would first film a solo video of me and my virgin hymen and then a few weeks later he would have a porn star take my prized virginity and then submit my video to other producers and I could become a porn star.

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Matilda Oj! Part Three

Well, this is the final installment of my story and sadly, the end of my time with Renato. I worked very hard to make this fantasy of mine come true and suffered a lot of pain in the surgery, but it was all worth it.


When I first me him, knowing what I had done to get there, I blushed and was struck with shyness I had never experienced before.  He was gentle with me and kind, just as I had fantasized about him the last few years.  He held me close to comfort me and yet, my excitement did not abate, but my fear of the pain did disappear.  I lived through it once in a dark alleyway with a shit who didn’t give a damn about me, I could live through it again with a man I had secretly desired and loved from afar.
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Part Two of Matilda’s story

I left the studios at broken hearted because I was not a virgin and there policy is to only film virgins. If I could only turn back time to that horrible night when a stranger shoved his dick up my cunt and came all over me before I even had a chance to register pain or pleasure. It was very disappointing and except for my Renato like vibrating dildo, I’d never had sex again. And now it seemed like I would never get the chance for Renato to make love to me. It felt like for me, my life was over. I watched his movies so many times that I began to imagine how his lips would feel against mine and the suction his lips would create as they sucked me to orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.


I was becoming more obsessed as the days went on and then I came across an American Television Show about real American Housewives and their

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Matilda Oj- Part One

Hello, my name is Matilda and I am 19 years old.  My older brother used to take me to the clubs when I was younger because I appeared older than I really was and he said it paid to have a hot girl on his arm when he went looking for hot girls.  Whatever!  I like to drink and I like to dance and I like to make out with boys, so it was a win-win situation for both of us.  He got the hot girl to take home and I got to party and he paid for it!
It was on one of these journeys to the clubs that I lost my virginity to a man I didn’t know and he was an older man; a man I would most likely not have been attracted to if I were sober, but I had too much to drink that night and one thing led to another and before I knew it, I was outside, my chest to the cold brick wall and a cock shoved up my pussy.  When he was done, he left me there.  I didn’t even know his name, I don’t even think he mentioned it and to be truthful, at the time, I really didn’t care.  I was 15.

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Anna Lukina

Hello, my name is Anna and I lost my virginity to Renato at Before meeting Renato I was a virgin in every sense of the word. I had never had a man kiss me before, I had never felt a man’s hands on my body before and I had never experienced so much pleasure in the span of an hour as I did with Renato.


I come from a small town in Russia. Everything there is stuck in the past; from the clothes, to the music to antiquated traditions, we have no sights on the future, we are mired in the days of old. We see no reason to change and we expect others to change to our way of thinking or they are easily outcast.

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