Novel & Cerita The Virgin Vs The Chad

He said in between laughs "There are no fucking virgins Max. That shit is old." "I'm telling you that she could be a virgin." Andre shook his head "Not a chance Max!" "How about I have a taste to confirm?" Max insisted and Andre's face flares up in anger. "Cool down big guy. You don't do nuns and you hate virgins so how about I take that problem off your hands." Max offered with a wide grin on his face. "No!" Andre replied sharply. "Come on dude. Don't go all greedy on me now. You don't even want the bitch."

Juliet blew out the gum she was chewing signalling to the retreating form of Lawrence. Savannah waves it away. “Like I told you he is just an acquaintance. We just met last Saturday.” “Virgin Mojito for this beautiful lady please and sex on the beach for me.” Savannah ordered for both of them at the bar. Juliet looked besides and turned astonished. “Hey sex on legs, when did you change your clothes?” Savannah looked hot in a red short gown and matching pencil heels. “Who is going to get to the club in those vintage college clothes?”

"You're very tight." Should I mention that I'm a virgin? I thought in doubt. What if he gives up? Soon came the fear of being abandoned just when I decided I wanted to go ahead with it. I desire him, and Heitor is the man with whom I want to have my first experience, regardless of what happens between us after tonight. I'd rather feel a single pain than that slow torture, and remembering a phrase I read in some steamy romance books, I decided to use it. "Fock me, Heitor..."

I sucked in a sharp breath, but before I could react, she shoved me into the master bedroom and locked the door from the outside. Her icy voice drifted through the door. "I still have work to do. Stay here by yourself tonight." I searched through the entire bedroom and couldn't find a single piece of clothing. Even the bedsheets and curtains had been removed. At first, I thought being naked in the bedroom didn't matter. Until beams of reflected light suddenly flashed from the villa across the street. Several women were fighting over a telescope. "So he's Michael, the guy whose virginity's going up for auction. Thank goodness Rachel let us inspect the goods in advance. Makes it easier to bid

Standing up even when it costs you everything. *Yes, I was inexperienced. Yes, she was an expert. That doesn't make me a victim. It makes me someone who found a generous, patient partner who helped me discover myself.* *Yes, we've had sex. Yes, those moments were photographed without our knowledge or consent. That doesn't make us guilty of anything. It makes the person who violated our privacy a criminal.* *I'm not ashamed of my virginity. I'm not ashamed of how I lost it. I'm not ashamed of being in love with someone the world wants to paint as my abuser.*

The room spun—chandeliers blurring into streaks of light, champagne towers glittering like weapons. Then Josh climbed the steps. He moved with lazy confidence, black leather mask catching spotlights. He stopped beside me, close enough that I smelled his cologne—cheap, overpowering, the same one he wore the night he hurt me. “She’s a slut,” he announced, voice carrying to every corner. “Pretends to be a virgin. Stupid girl.” The crowd went wild. Cheers. Whistles. Paddles waving. “I will pay seven million dollars to dis-virgin her right here!”

I sighed again and shook my head, not wanting to engage in the conversation. “Again, don’t mind him,” Chad chimed in, his smirk widening. “He’s just jealous because he’s an eternal virgin.” I let out a deep breath. Was he in high school or something? “I wouldn’t be jealous if I were sleeping with either of you,” I muttered, eliciting frowns from both of them. Great, they had inflated egos. “I’d much rather die a virgin than have sex with the likes of you,” I replied, savoring the way their faces twisted in offense and confusion.

I ask. "Do you?" Nathan challenges. After his spoken words, my cheeks flush to the point I'm tempted to cool them with the palms of my hands. "I'm..." I grimace. "I'm a virgin." Nathan shoots me a stare and then looks back at the road. He is parking the car now, and a few moments of silence pass before he cracks up and laughs out loud. My mood turns sour, and I pout. "What is so funny?" The expression I make only makes Nathan howl louder. He is shaking in his seat and actually crying.

But we survive. Please don't ask the details how, we or me, to be exact, do not know how to explain. "Lisa, please, babe, even just the tip..." Chad was begging me to let him bang my no longer virgin but still tight as fuck pussy. "No, I am not in the mood right now," I sighed. Chad's cock was already sliding on the crack of my ass as he requested, and I granted, laying flat on my tummy in my dorm bed as he rocked his erection on my naked butt.

Vince waved a sharp scalpel at Chad and said wickedly, "This is going to hurt, just like what the eunuchs went through during ancient times." Chad soiled himself. He trembled and pleaded, "No! Please let me go!" "It's too late. You offended someone you shouldn't have." Vince then made the cut. "Aaaaaahhhh!" It all happened so fast. As Chad screamed in anguish, the pain overwhelmed him and he fainted. Filled with hatred toward Joseph, he swore he would get his revenge. The party soon resumed. As Chad was just a branch member of the royal family, no one took him seriously. Chloe was too exhausted to stay and went to tell Callum that she was leaving.