Tiny Virgins Novels & Stories

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.

Tyler smiled . "So you haven't been with anyone?" I asked. I didn't really want to be direct. "No." He replied . " No office fling. No one night stand." I asked. " No Larna. I am a virgin." Tyler said in almost a whisper. " Why are you whispering?" " Because it's embarrassing. Where have you seen a thirty year old virgin?" Tyler laughed nervously." But I want to save myself for the one I marry."

“A true virgin. Untouched. Waiting for the right guidance.” She reached out, brushed a loose strand of hair from my face, slow, tender. “I won’t lie to you, Bethany. I’ve had many girls in this office. Some are curious. Some have already fallen. But a real virgin… one who’s never even been touched…” She smiled, almost reverent. “That’s rare. Precious.” My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. “I… I came to report…” I started, voice small.

“You cannot just say that!” “Yes I can,” she said confidently. “And you were thinking it too.” “I was not!” Addy’s eyes narrowed. “Macy.” I opened my mouth. Closed it. Because the image of Damien… Damp hair. Dark skin. Muscles like sin. Those dangerous eyes. Shirtless. Leaning. Watching. Not like I had experience or something. Experience when it came to sex? I was completely untouched, like untouched untouched. A virgin in the most embarrassing way possible. The kind of virgin that would probably blush if someone said the word thrust too loudly.

“Not him. Not anyone. Only me. Ever.” “Misha!” she cried, her hips bucking as my fingers found her clit, stroking with relentless precision. Her face flushed, her eyes wide with a sudden vulnerability. “I’m… a virgin.”

She certainly never inquired about my boring dating history. Now, though, intimately on top of each other, I wondered if this was something my step sister had shared with someone else. We say 'virginity' like it's a singular thing and I suppose it can be. But there are all sorts of 'virginities' if you think about it an endless number of intimate acts we can experience for the first time. I couldn't help but wonder if my step sister was sharing one of those with me at that very moment. The same way I was giving my own to her. "You can press," Zara said, "I'm ready."

"Virgins are not supposed to play this game" Sheila giggled and Tanya glared at me. "It wasn't stated that virgins are not allowed to play" She said. "Hm. True. True" Larry supported her but I knew he was just eager to get the game on. I rolled my eyes again "Don't say I didn't warn you, Virgin" I said with all seriousness. She was too pure to stay here and stain herself with our craziness.

My heart squeezed when the images loaded of a bunch of men and women, some of them naked and some of them only half so. Jess moved the cursor up to the top of the page, clicked the little circle where my image was, and pulled up my user profile. "See, look." When my profile loaded, he pointed to the listing at the top of the page. It read: 'FOR SALE: VIRGINITY, 22-YEAR-OLD CAUCASIAN FEMALE; HOT SALE! VERY BEAUTIFUL'. My mouth dropped open. Next to the 'hot sale' was a fire emoji.

She didn't plan for this, and just like her colleague said, she had no other way to save her dying brother except from this. Her colleague's voice from two nights before still echoes in Mariah's head. “You know there’s a website where you can sell your virginity?, I read this article—one girl made more than million dollars. Can you believe that? For one night.” She’d laughed while Mariah was up doing her morning shift. Though she is Mariah's colleague at work, They were nothing close and Mariah was very sure that her colleague would be out there somewhere laughing her ass out at her.

She might be experienced in everything about the sex life but that doesn't mean she wasn't a virgin. "Don't worry it won't hurt much." He smirked and a wicked glint flashed through his eyes as he inserted his d*ck roughly making her scream in pain... "Oh yeah! You're so f*cking tight!" He held onto her neck tightly and hot tears rolled down her cheeks as he continuously violated her honey pot.. She wanted to fight back and stab him to death.. "Ouch! I never knew my little maid was a cute ass virgin." His voice was laced with lust and mockery..