Gwyneth Petrova - virgin massage:

Hi, I am Gwyneth from Moscow. It has been over two years since I have come to the University here right after my high school. From the small lazy town near the city, suddenly I was exposed to the big city. My story is perhaps the story of many girls around the world. I am suddenly 18, an adult, yet I do not know what to do with my life. Perhaps, now I am a bit more aware of where I want to go.
My father is an engineer and my mother a teacher. Both my father and I love reading and I grew up among books. From my mother I also learned... Read more >>> cooking, embroidery and knitting. It has been the dream of my father that I get into technical education so I am fulfilling his wish at the moment. But in my heart of hearts I want to do something very creative, something different.
When I was very young, my father was building a bridge in the mountains. We, my mother and I, accompanied him and stayed in a camp. That was the first time I saw my father showing affection towards my mother. I was shocked when I saw him kissing her! My parents are very affectionate but they are not very demonstrative so I was surprised to see the change come over them when they are on holiday. It is because of them that I believe in love and it is also because of them I long for someone to hold me, to make love to me.
I was encouraged to dance, swim, play tennis, go in for gymnastics but studies were always a priority. In school, I belonged to a group of five girls. The Five Avengers we used to call ourselves. We were involved in number of environmental projects to plant trees, fight against pollution and cruelty to animals and so on. Even though I appear shy, if I get started on any injustice done to animals, you will see my real self. I can fight hard for the rights of animals. I am on many Internet groups that fight against animal cruelty. It was while surfing the Internet that I came across a website that described masturbation. I was in high school then. I was too shy to talk with my friends about it and decided to discover my body by myself.
I still remember that day very clearly when I touched my body for the first time. I rushed back home, locked my room. With hesitant hands, I lifted my tee-shirt and slipped my hand underneath. My fingers timidly slipped inside my bra and touched my innocent nipples. It was as if an electric shock went through my body. As my fingers grew familiar with my teenage tits, I looked around and slowly slipped off my shirt and then my bra. I could not even look at myself in the mirror that day. But I was excited and there was a new vibrancy in me. I went ahead with sports practice and homework, but my mind was on my body and my newly discovered pleasure.
That night, took a long bath. Soaking in the water, my fingers reached down my navel, and reached my untouched vulva. My fingers hesitantly explored the layers, separated the lips and went inside. It was like entering a whole new world. Under the soapy water, my finger slipped up and down, discovered new sites of pleasure. My other hand was no longer unfamiliar with my teenage boobs and caressed them, squeezed them. I spread my legs wide, leaned against the tub and got completely lost as I rubbed by tight virgin clit and innocent boobs. I came almost immediately and it was a delicious pleasure. I felt so good. At the same time I felt guilty too. This was something that may be wrong.
I did not know how to talk with my friends In Five Avengers about this. But by a coincident, one of us, Ana, who had an older boyfriend brought out the topic of sex. Her boyfriend and she had gone on a date and had ‘made out’. She then went ahead to describe in detail. They had gone to a night club and while they were sitting and sipping a drink, he casually put his arm around her and touched her boobs. She leaned against him and he slipped his hand inside. There was a purple light inside the nightclub and everyone was busy with themselves and no one paid much attention to Ana and her boyfriend. He slipped another hand under her dress and then she giggled as she spoke to us. “He touched me down there and I was so scared,” she said. We did not utter a word, digesting everything she said. I was eager to hear anything that she had to say. He rubbed her pussy over her panties and then made her sit on his thigh. She rubbed up and down against him and had an orgasm right there, in front of everyone!
As she saw our shocked faces, she said, “What? Did you never have an orgasm? I touch myself all the time.” I got my chance and asked the group whether it is ok to touch ourselves. Everyone was clear on this issue. Masturbation was totally safe and there was nothing to feel guilty about. It seemed everyone did it and there wasn’t any need to tell parents either. I got a lot of ‘inside information’ that day!
It was after that that I learned to look at myself without embarrassment, my body, my teenage tits with the pink nipples, my tight virgin clit, my navel, everything… I love myself! I stand in front of the mirror, critically looking at myself. I touch my blossoming boobs with sensitive nipples gazing at myself. I relax in the evening, touching my virgin pussy, playing with the lips, making them swell with my fingers, flicking up and down, teasing my nipple, forgetting the whole world till I came on my fingers, wet.
After I joined the University, boys eye me all the time and I have had a string of admirers but in this case I do not want to rush. I know the person I lose my virginity to must be someone I respect. It was going t be the most important event of my life and not just a frivolous occasion. Most of my friends here have boyfriends and we do go out to party but I am usually with a friend and we watch others amuse themselves. A few weeks ago we went to a fashion show organized in our city. I feel in love with the minks and the dresses that the models wore, the way they walked, their head held high. It is after this that I have looked at myself seriously in the mirror. Can I become a model? Can I? I know there would be a lot of hard work involved. Maybe I could go to Paris. Maybe I will meet my dream man there. I can easily get rid of my glasses if asked but till then I prefer to hide behind them.
I visited a couple of agencies near our campus. And in one, got the details of defloration.com. Yes, I was already 18 and I was still a virgin so the conditions were right. I would get the opportunity to get rid of my shyness and become familiar with the camera. I wrote at an email sharing my details. A week ago, I got a call back. I was so excited. It is time to grow up and throw away some of this awkwardness. I fulfilled their two conditions. I did not share these doubts with my parents. This was my decision and this is something I really want to do and did not want to hear even a word of doubt or hesitation.
Will I be ok? Will the photographer like me? Traveling in a bus, I reached the studio in the afternoon. I had taken care to look good but was very nervous. As it happened, I did quite well. Initially it was awkward but I was soon at ease. I found it quite comfortable to talk to Sergey, to fondle my teenage tits while talking with him. I do not know how I became so free. When I was asked to pose with a guitar I did not know what to do but tried my best. But as I began to touch myself, suddenly the image of an unknown man came to my mind, his hands squeezing my tender boobs and licking my virgin juicy pussy. I closed my eyes and forgot all about the camera. I became just a girl who was touching her virgin clit all by herself and coming with a big orgasm. I even managed to arouse Sergey it seems! His pants had a huge tent at the end of the video. Maybe I return again, who knows? At the moment, adieu and happy viewing! Collapse

Marusya Kalashnikova:

I am 18 years old. I am pretty, some say beautiful. I have had such a hard life that I really do not know what to think. My father ran away from home long time ago. I like to think he will come back one day but in my heart, I know I probably will never see him again. I had the most amazing experience here in the defloration.com studio where Tommy made me a woman. This was the first time I loved my body and saw it as beautiful with another’s eyes... Read more >>> .
I was born to a loving mother but something happened along the way and she became a self-obsessed person who was very selfish. I did not exist for her. After my father left her, she waited many months, thinking he will come back. She thought he died and was depressed for a long time. Then we got the news that he was very much alive and in the arms of a young girl. My mother was working as a maid in a posh area in the city and really struggling to make ends meet at that time. My father was not a rich man but at least when he was there, driving his cab, we were a bit more comfortable. Hearing this news on top of everything else was just too much for her. Something snapped and she almost became mad. After that she stopped caring.
I continued going to school but mainly because my neighbour lady asked me about school regularly. My teachers were kind and spoke to my mother but she was beyond reach. She continued working as a maid but now we had a string of boyfriends at home. My mom would stink of booze and many times I would have to clean up the mess before going to school. She would be fresh in the morning though, smile at me and then go off for work. It was in the evenings that she used to make merry. And I had no other place to go.
The first time one of her boyfriends touched me was six years ago. I did not tell her because she was too drunk to care or notice. I grew tough after a while. Not one cared enough about me to actually get too rough anyway. My teenage boobs and virgin clit were things I explored at night in my room, all the while hearing moans from my mother’s room. As her screams increased in intensity, my fingers would increased the pace of rubbing. I too would moan and finally cum with frustration and anger. I wish I had a boyfriend of my own who would suck my tits and touch me with his tongue all over. I could do anything for him. I would take care of him. He would squeeze my teenage nipples and make me scream and in turn I would suck his cock till he cried. These were the fantasies I had.
One day my mother was in an extra foul mood. I was half asleep at night when she dragged me into her room. She was wearing a flimsy nightie with a boob hanging out. Her latest boyfriend was laying on her bed with his cock erect. I was wearing a thin, short nightie and when pulling me, it got torn and right then I was trying my best to cover up as much of myself as I could. Her boyfriend slurred and leaned forward. Reaching out his hand, he caressed my teenage tits. My mother left me and went on top of him, sucking his cock. I was stunned and at the same time quite astonished by the way my body reacted. My virgin clit ached. As her boyfriend kept fingering my tits, I felt as if the earth was shaking. He was drunk and his fingers rubbed my tummy and then moved to my butt. All the while, my mother was riding him now, completely naked. I pulled myself away and ran back into my room. Once inside, I had the biggest orgasm. I touched my virgin clit, rubbing the lips again and again.
I became a waitress after school in a big restaurant. They pay me well and I get tips. I have no boyfriend. I do not want a boyfriend. I saw Tommy on a friend’s phone and that was the man I wanted to be deflowered by. I knew he was all the other men were not. He was so gentle and caring and at the same time, strong and manly. I need the money too and this assignment would give me this. I would now be able to take some time to travel and find out what to do. Modelling is one option but I am not sure.
When I met Tommy, one of my dreams came true. He was absolutely different from all mom’s boyfriends. I felt special and like a lady. I feel so grateful to defloration.com. For the first time in my life, I did something big on my own, made my own decision and earned big money too. I will know what I want to do in life soon and find my way. Maybe someday you will see me in many other places! Collapse

Ava Gardon:

Hello! I am Ava from St. Petersburg, Russia. I thought I had experienced a lot of embarrassment and sacrifice in my life but today was a really awkward day for me. It wasn’t the first time I masturbated but I lied as there was the most annoying female asking me all kinds of stupid questions. Did it give me pleasure? Hmmm. I probably got as much pleasure as I get by brushing my teeth but it did give me something to think about when I now touch my virgin pussy! But it made me suddenly excited and wanting to discover more!
As most little girls in my city and country, I have the dream of becoming a ballerina... Read more >>> in a world renowned ballet company. But I am a little different. Why? Because my parents are both ballet dancers. They are often travelling around the globe from Paris to New York and even here in Russia. When I was very small I would dance in front of the TV with a CD of their latest performance on. Ballet was not just in my blood, it was my passion. It was all I ever cared for. I was enrolled in Madam Natalia’s sought after Academy when I was 10 years old and it was just rigorous practice and continuous ballet after that. We also had regular studies as well as French and piano lessons. If the first year was tough, it only became tougher after that.
To be selected for the most popular ballets, a ballerina must not just be a good dancer but must have a great body as well. Every girl in the academy knew this. Once I noticed Madam Natalia looking at me sternly while I was doing a solo routine. After it was over, she called me to her office. Remove your leotard, she said to me. Raise your hands and go on pointe. I was younger then and haven’t yet performed. She ran her hands over my tits, lifted one of them, squeezed the other one tight. Does anything happen? She asked. I was too scared to nod. I was sure something is terribly wrong with my body. She then came from behind me and covered my innocent breasts with her hands. Then we danced. Suddenly she stopped and asked me to leave. That was the first time I got interested in my body.
I stand in front of the mirror and pose naked many times a day. I sometimes dance naked as well. My tits are so bouncy sometimes that I hate them. Wish they were small and pert. But then I can’t change my body! As I spin, I wrap my fingers around the pink budding nipples as if a leading male dancer was holding me. Slowly, I sit myself down on the floor, my hands moving to my virgin clit, my eyes still closed. No one told me about masturbation but this is something probably everyone knows by instinct. I lay myself down on the floor, my ring finger rubbing the top edge of my pink virgin clitoris. As the lips swell, my fingers explore around my vulva. Is this the place when a man would stick his manhood into? I suddenly remember the touch of Madam’s hands on my breasts and I suddenly arch up and my fingers get wet. Of course we had a few boys at school but they were boys, not men. When they danced, I can see their cocks sticking out in their leotards but I was really not interested. I knew for me nothing but a man will do, an older man who would know what to do.
This month, I am graduating from the Academy. Since the past year, I have become increasingly passionate about going to New York to join a dance company there. Not ballet but contemporary dance. I have spoken to my parents about this and they have reluctantly agreed. I have also gone and got a couple of tattoos done to spite Madam Natalia. God! I loved the look on her face that day when she suddenly saw the star on my waist just before lights out. She even called Vladimir, our director to take a look. Look at this girl, she slapped my butt. Vladimir rubbed his finger over the still raw tattoo, standing so close to me that I could feel his cock rubbing against my thigh. With his other hands, he gently rubbed my shoulder, the tips of my innocent tits almost standing at attention now under the tight t-shirt I was wearing. I will talk to her Madam, he said and Natalia went off in a huff. I was almost trembling by now.
Are you scared, Ava, he asked softly, lifting my chin so that I looked up. His blue eyes looked deeply down at me. His cock was still rubbing against my thigh and suddenly his hand slid down to my soft virgin breasts. Where else do you have tattoos, Ava? He continued. I couldn’t answer as somehow I was frozen. I was either too scared or I was too excited. The corridor was dark but he pushed me slowly to a corner and kept rubbing his cock up and down my naked thigh. My innocent pussy was slowly getting wet and I thought my shorts would soon get wet. Valdimir’s cock was almost bursting out of his tight pants. I let out a soft moan and I got very aroused. He continued in a soft voice that was getting gruff now. “You know you won’t be selected for the ballet now, don’t you?” he said, his voice coming out In gasps. I was breathing very hard. He crushed me against him, my tits squeezed tight and kept moving up and down. My virgin clit was getting rubbed roughly and I bent backwards with him on top of me. The feeling was delicious. Suddenly with a shudder, I came and I uttered a soft moan. He took my hand and put it on his cock. As I rubbed it he grew bigger and bigger and then suddenly he pushed me and walked off!
It was Madam Natalia who helped me out with the contacts in New York and she even spoke to a few people there. My dream will probably come true but I wanted some more exposure before I started working. I wanted to stand out in my dance auditions as a confident dancer. I was at home over last weekend when I turned 18. My parents had invited a lot of their friends and mine as a coming-of-age party. The girls of my age and I got talking and they all seemed so excited about a wonderful studio called defloration.com. A girl who just came in announced that a Russian lady in town was conducting screen tests for virgin 18-year-olds on their behalf. This seemed to be the perfect opportunity for me before I went away. I casually took the number and immediately called the lady the next day.
You all saw what happened in the casting video. I was just so awkward! I am embarrassed at the way I behaved. I wanted to seem sophisticated and grown-up but ended up looking like exactly what I was – an inexperienced school girl! Despite everything, the casting lady gave me a lift in spirit when she enjoyed my tits. And the way she looked longingly at my tight virgin pussy, I know it was nice too. I also got a boost in self confidence by touching my virgin vulva and masturbating in front of a camera. I knew the way by the way she looked at my virgin pink pussy, she really wanted to get her fingers on it and on my soft innocent boobs. Well, I just hope I do much better in New York and that defloration.com does not think of me as a miserable failure. Collapse