Tiny Virgins Novels & Stories

“This is a bad idea, Elara. For heaven’s sake, we’re virgins.” We grabbed seats at the counter. “Three vodka ala Mello, please,” I told the bartender. Then I turned to Callie with a smirk. “Virgins? Who are you kidding?” Vivi lost her virginity at eighteen to some guy she met at a bar in Brisbane. She’s never shared the full story though, just bits and pieces. Callie’s no virgin either, she gave it up to her cousin’s best friend on her mom’s side. “ The guy who disvirgined you, What was his name again?”

Finishing her rant, Gracie huffs heavily while Sira goggles her eyes at her in shock. "Great!" That's all she said. "I mean, love doesn't really take that much time to happen so..." Before Sira could finish her sentence, Gracie frowns and interrupts. "But how am I still a virgin!" She whines again as the agenda comes back to her idiotic insecure head. "Okay, let me get this straight! You are having orgasms by orgasms but haven't experienced that traditional sex right?” Sira asks,making Gracie nod in agreement.

Men who seek out virgin partners tend to have toxic ideas about female sexuality, it's just all rooted in sexist nonsense and garbage. Virgins are usually not that great in bed, they're obviously inexperienced, they don't know how to move, how to act and they're clumsy. The innocence is the strongest aphrodisiac and knowing it's like a game-changing and once in a lifetime experience gives them the strongest excitement. It's not mostly by the actual pleasure but more about trust, intimacy and consent. An initialisation.

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.

he asked, lieing down on her. _No… This is my first time… _Then I’ll be gentle with you. Lisa loved feeling the stranger’s hot, powerful body against hers. It was so pleasant, and so forbidden… For a moment, she wondered what her mother and friends would think if they saw her offering her body to a stranger, and that thought excited her even more… She spread her legs to offer him her little pussy… She then felt his large, powerful sex rub against her moist, virgin slit. Then he slowly entered her, his erect penis parting the wet walls of her soft sheath…

"Hey, I just want to ensure nothing goes underneath my radar. You're my friend, and I need to know if you're dating someone. Hoe-code that I don't flirt with them you know?" I sigh in defeat. "I appreciate it, but just trust me when I say that I'm not into Nathan at all." "If you say so." I keep dancing with Winnie, drink more alcohol, and find out she is a virgin like me. We bond over tequila while I pretend this isn't my first time getting smashed. The world is spinning, but I can still stand when Winnie partners us up for a chicken fight tournament in the pool. Or at least try to...

Right towards his and my father’s gym. “You’re going the wrong way.” “You want to act like a slut, then I’ll treat you like one.” “I’m not a slut.” I mutter under my breath. I’d never been with anyone. He scoffs. “Could’ve fooled me.” “I’m a virgin. How can I be a slut when I’ve never been fucked by a man. That’s why I came to you a few days ago. I want it to be you. It has to be you.” Vance swerves to the side of the road and slams on the brakes. “Repeat the part where you say you’re a virgin. I must be hearing things.”

I say calmly as my insides are actually panicking. Ciara holds out her pinky finger to me and says, “Pinky promise!” “What are we? Five?” I say while looking down at the small appendage. With an eye roll, I loop my pinky with hers, electricity sparks through our bonded skin. Every time we touch, it creates a stronger more desirable bond. She takes a deep breath and whispers. “I’m a virgin.” She quickly covers her face with both her hands like a child hide during a peak a boo game.

another traitorous part of me answered. I scoffed out loud. Like her? Don’t make me laugh. I barely even knew the bitch. Plus she's a virgin, which just increases my anger towards all this. Virgins were just troubles walking around. They thought going home their cunt filled with cum was a one way ticket to marriage. When all it really was, was an exchange of bodily fluids. A stress reliever which both sides benefitted. So why would I like her, there was clearly no reason to.

She repeated. “We played around some and he stuck some type of toy up there and he realized I was a virgin and he sent me away,” “why?” She asked to which I shrugged because I had no idea. “Some men don't like virgins,” George said, making his way toward us. “That's ridiculous. It shows that you're pure,” Katrina tells him. He nods, “Not all men are like me baby, some don't like virgins some do,” He said.