Stories About Virginity Novels & Stories

Then, almost boldly, “And I’m not a virgin.” That jolts me. In their custom, if a woman isn’t a virgin, both she and the man who took her are executed. “Why are you telling me this?” I ask, watching her closely. “Because I think we can help each other.” Her voice trembles but doesn’t falter. “You don’t want me, and I don’t want this. But they believe you’ve taken my virginity and that I'm now your wife. If we let them keep believing, you can wait for your mate, and I can hold on to the man I love.”

King Richard Orlando Lie went on staring at his adviser with lots of question marks at the savannah of his mind, thought as well as perception. “Because she wasn’t a virgin girl anymore when she first did it with you, King. In the urban-legend or the so-called ‘myth’, it’s indeed said that only the blood of a virgin girl who loves and adores us truly, madly and deeply can work well, can show its effectiveness. Isn’t it?” quipped the adviser, smiling in his great victory and satisfaction.

If she was truly a virgin, then it would be my first time handling someone like her, and I had no idea how to do it. I preferred an experienced woman in bed because I had heard many times how virgins expected too much on their first night. Not only did they cling to their partner after sex, but they mostly wanted to be taken seriously and to be in an official relationship with them. They wanted their partner to spoil them rotten and love them unconditionally, and that was something I wasn't going to do.

“Don’t you get it?” There was a hush of silence that hung over us, as though it was her first time to hear the word virgin. “All my life I have known no man except Brian,” I explained yet further, “Losing my virginity was never in my consideration when signing the contract marriage. It is another thing to go to Brian in bed, it is also another thing to lose my virginity.”

He asked himself. He never had anything to do with virgin's, because people believed once you had sex with a virgin and let her go, her virginity would be on your head like murder. Orion had committed tons of murder but having a virgin's blood on your head is just bad. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?" He asked crossing his arms against his chest as magnolia stared at him with her big brown doe eyes.

She was very stubborn and believed that most people were not worthy of her tears—she always said that. Falling asleep became a hard challenge that night. I couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if I had confronted her earlier or chose not to believe the rumors about her. I wanted to know if she was really a virgin or not. I always distanced myself from virgins because I knew that most of them had attachment issues after taking their virginity, but I wouldn't mind taking her innocence.

What Ruby didn't know about Connor, and many other people didn't know about him, was that he was still a virgin. He had never had the opportunity with some of the women he had dated in the past. He always dated women who some considered to be "good girls" who didn't do those kinds of things. There were some girls who were, as some might say, very easy, but he never liked those types of girls. He did get the occasional blowjob, but never went any farther than that. He did convince them to at least let him tell his friends that they slept together, so nobody would know he was still a virgin. They were OK with it because, despite wanting to save themselves, they still got societal pressure to h

The next morning, we just about how our night went in the club, she gave me full story about the hot guy she met and had sex with in the restroom and I couldn't help but wonder how she freely goes around having sex with strangers She always says it's not a big deal but I don't see it as no big deal. I can't even give myself to just any man. So right now, I'm still a freaking virgin. It's funny but I'm saving it for Mr right. Helen keeps saying those only happen in the old and no longer happening but I really do not care if it was old fashioned or not. I can't imagine giving myself to someone I don't love. Well, after that she asked how mine when and just then I remembered the annoying man th

“Yes, that’s what it means.” Jesus! What woman who is twenty-one years old and lives in New York is still a virgin? It’s like finding a unicorn in downtown Manhattan. “How come you’re a virgin?” “What?” “How come you’re a virgin? Did you have pimples all throughout high school and college or something?” “No. I assure you, sir, I have had plenty opportunities to do the deed,” she said haughtily. “Then why didn’t you seize those opportunities?” “I . . . I wasn’t in the mood.”

Part of him was afraid to see her reaction when she found out that he already knew everything. Shawn turned the device over in his hands, debating. Finally, he set it down with a thud. “Not yet,” he muttered. “I’ll give her one more chance to come clean.” ******* By late afternoon, Shawn’s restlessness became unbearable. He opened his laptop again, typing furiously into the search bar. “Can a woman lose her virginity more than once?” All the different types, none applied to him, medical conditions, articles of surgeries, even cultural misconceptions-all that littered the screen with no explanation of what happened. None gave him the answer to that one question that tormented him.