Technical Virgin Novels & Stories

I could hear the self-pity in her voice. "Hey, that's not true..." "It is true." "Why would you say that?" "Because most guys... they just say they love me to take my virginity!" "That's not true!" I protested. "It is true!" "No, Vanna. Not all men, because even now, even though you've undressed... even though I'm sweating, even though my hair is standing on end, and other parts of my body... I still respect you, and I am not willing to do things without your permission."

The woman holding his files jumped and dropped them, rushing to grab a tissue to wipe off the screen. “Where do you want me to wipe?!” Vincent’s face turned pitch black. But on the other end, Evander’s mood improved — probably because some reckless woman had gotten too close to Vincent again. He fired back, “You’ve been used so much, and now you’re worried about a little smear? Quit being so damn picky!” Vincent: “No one’s ever wiped me off before!” He said this while tilting his mouth toward the woman and pointing at the coffee stain on his lip. Then he said to Evander on the phone, “I’m still a virgin, man.”

I wait until her eyes meet mine and then I ask her. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” I see a flicker of embarrassment in her eyes but act quickly and shake my head. “No. Don’t be embarrassed, gorgeous. I couldn’t be happier.” “You…you couldn’t?” she asks. “It just means I get to claim you as mine,” I reply. “I’m going to stretch that delicate pussy over this hard cock and make you come so hard you’ll never want another man to touch you.” Tatiana’s eyes dart away from me and then back again. “I…I already don’t.”

" Virgin. The word pulsed through me with unexpected heat. I shouldn't want this. Shouldn't want her. She was too young, too innocent, too far removed from the darkness that defined my world. But she'd thrown herself at me. Begged for my protection. Offered me anything. My hand slid between her thighs. She was soaked—arousal coating her inner thighs, dripping onto the sheets beneath her. I gathered the wetness on my fingers, spread it over her swollen clit. She cried out. Her hips bucked against my hand. "Rule number one." I rubbed slow circles, watching her fall apart. "You do not come without my permission. Understand?" "Y-yes—" "Yes, what?" "Yes... sir?" "Good girl." I increased the press

“Take my virgin pussy anyway you want.” Ted shook his head lost in the pleasure of his baby girl’s sex. A virgin forbidden pussy she was so willingly giving up. He had never fucked anyone as rough and dirty as he was fucking his eighteen-year-old stepdaughter. His balls drew up at her confession, and the pleasure of his orgasm shivered up his spine. Her pussy was too good to give up just yet, but Ted didn’t know how much longer he could hold off from coming.

“Technical virgin.” “Oh, dear, what do you mean by that?” “Someone who has been touched by a partner, except for…you know what I mean.” I could not speak out the words, "vaginal penetration." “Penetration?” How I wish I could hide in a hole! What if he imagined that moment he had with me in his mind? Having no choice, I swallowed hard and nodded. AUTHOR'S NOTE: IF you are enjoying the story, please reward your author with a star, follow, and a comment. Thank you so much.

Tied her long hair as if in a bun and violently opened my two thighs and slowly entered into my hole. I screamed for a moment in shock. It looks like an ordinary male thing. Color black but since it hasn’t been stretched much yet I look vir.gin again. But the size it’s no joke. About seven inches and a bit bigger than usual. I was slightly hurt by her thrust, but my body has a mind on its own. I lay down on the couch and, in return, adjusted her position and then turned around while closing her eyes. “You look like a vir.gin, Karina. Ahh... I like it... Ahh... Ahh... Oh... Fvck you harder. Ahh... Ahhh... Sooo tight enough to fvck you...”

"Have you ever done this before?" "No." He admitted feeling as if his veins were filled with fire and his mind was barely connected to his body. "You?" "No. We've dry-humped. Nothing more. But I took six years of gymnastics, so that's all the explanation he'll need about me not being a virgin. Don't be gentle. I want to feel everything." Her lips grazed his ear, and he felt her tongue lap at his lobe before she bit it with her teeth. "I'm on the pill. You can come in me." "Okay..."

They would probably kiss and… a lot more. Was she ready for that? Inner Devil: 'Freya, you are a thirty-one-year-old virgin! Get some, for crying out loud!' Inner Devil 2: 'That V-card’s got dust on it, girl. Let’s blow it off—literally.' Inner Devil: 'Even Disney Princesses are judging you!' Inner Devil 2: 'Besides, you got a Brazilian wax and a V-steam! You don’t want all of that to go to waste!' Inner Devil: 'Imagine Kenneth touching you all over, especially down there. Girl, I promise you it’s going to be mind-blowing. You’ll want more!'

My attention was immediately drawn to the question that displayed on the screen “Are you a virgin?” *If yes; then would you like to play a game?*