Stories About Virginity Novels & Stories

His stony façade was impossible to read. "Yes." She closed the laptop, refusing to hide behind even that. Mason's jaw worked soundlessly. "Why didn't I tell you? Or-did I tell you and you forget?" "Yeah." "I never told you. Maybe that was a mistake on my part, but it was mine to make. I hate the concept of virginity. It's built around the belief that a man sticking his penis inside a woman changes her forever. It has nothing to do with me, and everything to do with you. Do you have any idea what it's like being a twenty-something virgin?" She rolled her eyes and stood.

Virginia teases me " There is nothing left to resist, you have already given everything away.” I tried to remain serious, but it was impossible and we both burst out laughing, because of course she was right, there was no way I could pretend that I hadn't fallen for Ethan's trick when he took my virginity the night before. I had told Virginia the whole truth about the night of the auction, and after a great lecture about friendship and trust, now we were talking about the current situation.

With one heavy, unrelenting thrust, he buried himself to the hilt. Victor screamed. It wasn't a sound of pleasure. It was the sound of something breaking. He stiffened, his fingers clawing at the wallpaper as a sharp, tearing pain radiated through his lower half. "What the fuck?" Mateo stopped, his muscles locking as he felt the resistance, the sudden warmth of blood slicking his thighs. He pulled back just enough to see. Victor was gasping, his face pale, eyes blown wide with shock. "You're... you're a virgin?" Mateo’s voice was barely a whisper, thick with a mix of horror and something much darker.

She was impatient because of her eagerness to hear Zee’s story. Zee took another long drag from her cigarette and her exhale was faster this time. “How I lost my virginity huh? Well, long story short, I was in love with this boy some years back and he was busy cheating with some snotty faced bitch. I got mad and decided that I was done being a good girl who was saving her virginity for the right guy. I wanted to be free and have fun so I called a friend of mine to come and get rid of it.”

She hadn't dated much. She recalled their reactions when she had told some of them about her being a virgin and not feeling ready to go all the way because she was saving herself for her one true love. They all respected her wishes. They never pushed her personal boundaries. At the slumber parties, her girlfriends all spoke about the 'naughty' things their boyfriends would try, like french kissing or foreplay in the movie theater. Now she was a grown woman, able to have one-night stands, hookups, or booty calls if she so pleased. Only her virginity stood in the way. Not for long, she thought. She had devised a plan to overcome this obstacle once and for all...

corrosive shame made me retort defensively. "Know a lot about virgins, do you?" My eyes narrowed as my eyes drifted to her tender lips still swollen from my kisses. "Nothing, as it happens," I said, thinking it seemed I also knew even less about women or this one at least. "You are making a big thing of nothing. Being a virgin isn't like having a contagious disease. It's not obligatory to go into isolation." Her mouth settled into a mutinous line of defiance as she tried to hide her hurt "I'm sorry you feel cheated and short-changed but I am not about to say sorry that I give my virginity to you." She did with a hint of disappointment in her beautiful eyes.

“We are. But is that what you want?” It wasn’t what she wanted. What woman would want her husband to be having sex with someone that wasn’t her? She knew that the more she made him wait the longer he would want to be with other women. And he was right, she wanted him so bad and he was her husband, there was nothing wrong with it. She had just heard many stories about how other girls’ experiences when they lost their virginities. They said it was painful and she didn’t want to feel the pain and see the blood. But she couldn’t put it off any longer. It was bound to happen so why not let it happen now.

"I don't know…" "Because virginity is make-believe. It's a man-made construct to control women and protect men's egos. How could we possibly perform knowing you've had someone with a bigger cock between your thighs? Or you've been touched better by someone else?" His lip twitches in amusement. "Being a virgin means you can be fooled. You can be controlled." "Explain that to me." "Well, if it's your first time and I'm bad at sex, how would you know I'm bad? If I couldn't make you orgasm on my cock, how would you know you can?"

She softly spoke the truth. I know that. I hate it how they believe it is inappropriate. Can’t a man and woman choose when they shall have sex or not? Sex is not only for pleasure, but it’s also an act of love and a choice. We respect those who chose to remain virgins but I hope they also respect those who are not. Your virginity shouldn't define your worth. I hate how they make it a headline to see two people kissing. Do they not have any important matters to discuss than the lives of two people.

“Yeah. She said it’s normal for men to cheat. She even bragged about winning Brent back from his mistress. For the record, Sir, I don’t agree with her. And you’re right—we women need to take a stand against men like my ex and Brent. The problem is, some women stay with the person who took their virginity even when they’re being abused. They believe no one will love them anymore if they’re not virgins.” “Do you think that’s why Eva couldn’t leave Brent?” “I don’t know. Just a thought. Brent was her first and only boyfriend.” “Honestly, I don’t see why women’s virginity is such a big deal.” She decided to be blunt. “As a man, don’t you prefer to have a girlfriend who’s still a virgin, especial