Technical Virgin Novels & Stories

I ask. “Never, ever say that again! You will never be just a play thing to me! You are my mate and I will do everything in my power to make you feel wanted, loved, and needed.” He exclaimed. “I am no longer a virgin due to what Sir has done to me, and I have scars all over my body!” I cried out. “You are a virgin in all ways that count! You have never willingly gave anyone your body, and you have never had an orgasm that was not forced!” He explains.

Rubbing gently. My body locks, and every muscle goes rigid. “Don’t,” I whisper. “Please…” He slips his fingers beneath the waistband of my panties, gently brushing over me. My breath catches, as I feel him. His fingers warm, tracing over my folds. Not entering. But close. Too close. I sob, twisting harder, yanking at his grip on my wrists. “Stop!” My voice cracks open. “I lied earlier. I’m still a virgin! Damian has never touched me. My vow is still in place. Please don’t do this!”

VIOLET POV “When I lost control…” “It felt amazing.” I take a breath. “Please, Spencer. Please don’t stop this. Last night… I want that… I want more of that…” He stares at me. “You’ve never been with a man before, Violet, How do you know you’re ready?” I laugh, but he doesn’t. “I’m definitely ready. I’m the oldest virgin I know. A regular spinster.” “You’ve never come close, not with anyone?”

It was why Mom always told Celine and me, since we were kids, that we could date, but we had to protect our virtue before marriage. "Marriage is like a second chance at life," Mom would say earnestly. "Men would always claim that they don't mind, but in reality, every single one of them wants to marry a blushing virgin. It's why the two of you have to protect your virtue. Don't blame me for disowning you if you don't." I tried to convince Celine to come clean to Mom while we were on our way home from Jeffrey's house. I hadn't expected her to tell me that she was still a virgin because she slept with Jeffrey in a non-traditional way.

He wrapped his hands around me, holding my gaze, and began lowering me to him. My mouth opened, a silent scream passing as he stretched me, going deeper bit by bit. A burning pain spread from my core like molten lava as my walls clenched around his wide girth, fighting the intrusion and trying to accommodate him at the same time. He pushed harder, driving himself deeper until he hit a solid, unyielding barrier. He froze, his chest halting mid-breath against my skin. "You are still a virgin." It was something between a question and a statement, spoken in a huskiness that made my nipples harden.

And one of his rule has to do with his children being virgins till they are married. I am still a Virgin, but... How do I explain this to my father? "I was never like this before. Anna was never like this," I muttered with sadness, slowly lifting my dress up to my waist. "I'm still Daddy's favorite girl. I haven't broken any of his rules." I slid my left hand to the side of my waist, pushing my undie off. My legs went apart, as I carefully turned on the vibrator, placing it on my sweet spot.

She started crying. "I'm ruthless and relentless when it comes to sex," he said, leaning his face closer to hers and pressing his forehead against hers. She could smell his breath, a mixture of alcohol and cigarettes. "Shout, go! Scream if you want, I don't care! Nothing can stop me, Lane. I love sex, and I love it even more because I did it with you again. Almost all the people I've had sex with weren't virgins, except for the past ones. They were virgins, and they screamed in pain too. So, now, shout! I don't care!" he taunted and started moving on top of her.

Cool air kisses my thighs as his hand dips below the hemline of my panties, drawing lazy circles with his fingertips until he touches me at my quivering slit. My body jolts as if I've touched fire. "Mikhail," I pant between words as he teases apart my lips, his finger probing my entrance. "I ... I'm ..." He pulls back slightly, his eyes searching mine. "What is it?" he asks. "I'm a virgin," I whisper, staring at him. For a brief moment, his expression is unreadable, then Mikhail moves back. There's a sudden chill in the air, and clarity crashes down upon both of us as we remember where we are.

"If you still want to protect your crown, it is better to become a nun devoted to God. Listen to me, if you are no longer a virgin, it doesn't mean you are despicable right? Making love is a way for us to relieve stress and something that can strengthen a lover's relationship. " Everyone clapped their hands when they heard the athletic man's words except for Temmy and Adam. Temmy protested. "There is nothing wrong if Baby still wants to be a virgin, maintaining a virginity is currently more difficult than maintaining work performance. Even though I am no longer a virgin, I respect someone who keeps their virginity, don't listen to them Baby. Continue to guard what you want to protect. findin

"While you fool around in bed with another man, you have me repair your hymen. Cheryl, you're quite something." "I... Would you believe me if I say it's all a misunderstanding?" "Do you think I would believe you, my dear Cheryl?" He spat out the words "my dear Cheryl" through gritted teeth. I could sense that my chance came and went. There was no point in struggling anymore. It was a fact that I was not a virgin. Still, I could not let him trample all over me. I pushed him away and swiftly put on a bold front. "So what if I'm not a virgin? You don't want to marry me. Well, I don't want to marry you either.