Tiny Virgins Novels & Stories

"That means she was not a virgin. Too bad for you Ken. The bet was to fuck five virgins before the end of the week. You are far behind dude. You just have to look for one more virgin, maybe you can go for the new student. She might be a virgin." I scoffed as I walked past them, douchebag should be inscribed on their foreheads. Boys like that should have a warning tag attached to them, so innocent girls wouldn't fall into their traps. I just feel bad for their next prey. I don't mind being the last virgin standing. I won't be opening my legs for any motherfucker with a tail in the middle.

Leonardo asked, sounding quite amused, and the lady hopefully nodded her head in response. "And is there anything special about being a virgin?" Leonardo asked, and the lady kept quiet as she had no response to offer him. "Every woman here was once a virgin, and you're just like the rest of the women in this hellhole who are being fucked; the only difference here is that you haven't been fucked yet", he said, his voice sounding cold and cruel. "Even if you're a virgin, I'm still going to have my men fuck you. Although I will advise my men to take it easy on you and make it memorable", he said with a devilish smirk on his face.

Tiny, dark beauty birthmarks scattered across her back in an eerie symmetric pattern that rivaled a masterful work of cosmic art. When she breathed in my ear, slipped her warm tongue into my mouth, fisted my shirt, and clung onto me for dear life. I forgot nothing, not even the warmth of being inside her, despite the limitation of that fucking condom. STIs my fucking foot. My lips curved upwards to the side, and I scoffed. She was naïve, and cute, andno longer a virgin.I’d gotten her rid of that virtue and didn’t need a reminder of the implications that would follow if her brother or husband-to-be discovered that the package had been tampered with.

Little virgin explores. Lena’s POV I hated being the last one. The last to get a driver’s license, the last to move out, and now—at twenty-two—the last virgin in my friend group. It wasn’t even about romance anymore. I wasn’t sitting around waiting for some grand love story; I just wanted to know what all the fuss was about. “I don’t get it,” I groaned, slumping onto the couch in my best friend Taylor’s apartment. “People make losing your virginity sound like this huge, life-changing thing, and yet all of you act like it was just… fine.”

“And we’re going to find out why you love being called little girl so much, aren’t we? Never called anyone that in my life. But you…that’s your name. Isn’t it, angel?” Flushing, I nod, unable to give him anything but the truth when I’m looking him in the eye. “I’m a virgin, Jace.” The way he pauses, tongue mid-lick of my nipple, hair falling into his eye, might be the sexiest vision available on all of planet earth. “A virgin.” He visibly turns that piece of information over and over in his head. When he speaks again, his voice is threadbare, deeper, resonating in my tummy. “I’m still going to ride you ragged, little girl. No help for it.”

Jave reacted with a confusion with his face. "What I mean, will they have to check my genitals if it's still as tight it supposed to be, before they allow me to enter the church," Febbie explained sarcastically with soft voice. "You made a point," Elyze said while chewing her food. "All this time you're still a virgin, and still a virgin among us?" Maxine asked me while smirking. "So? It's not a big deal tho," I defended. "Boi, you have to," Maxine replied with her sarcastic voice.

"My fiancé is back. We might be meeting up tonight. How am I meant to meet up with him if my breath stinks of garlic?" Finn walked over and eagerly asked, "Didn't you say there was no chance after he found out you aren't a virgin?" I raised my head up high in a confident manner. "I'm that charming. With a curl of my fingers, he is hooked. Success requires effort." "Rich and powerful families are dangerous. Isn't it nice to just live an average and peaceful life?" I looked down at my phone and ignored Finn. After hovering around me for another minute, he returned to the kitchen.

I look up into his warm brown eyes. “Hello, crazy girl,” he says, and smiles.I know my face must still be scarlet because it’s burning. “Let’s go back to the beginning,” he says. “So you’re a virgin. So what? It’s no big thing. It’s just a state of being. It’s like saying you haven’t bungee jumped or driven a car.” “It’s a little bit more complicated than that.” “Not really. We’ve all got things we haven’t done.”

Ruth had never been one to overthink her virginity. Ruth's virginity was neither a badge of honor nor a burden; it simply existed. As a pastor's daughter, she had absorbed every variation of the purity speech, from impassioned sermons to casual dinner-table anecdotes. Yet, none of it ever truly resonated with her. At 25, on the cusp of becoming a lawyer, she remained a virgin, not due to some grand moral conviction, but because the opportunity had never felt truly compelling.

Tara was busy screaming into Tiffany's snatch from the hard pounding Gio was giving her well fucked pussy. To think all three of them had been virgins until last night. That still surprised Gio. That the two biggest cheerleader sluts in school had never had their pussies fucked. Virgins until they begged him to, not only fuck them, but breed them last night. He kind of regretted some things he'd made them do. Not the videos to their boyfriends, both the guys and the sluts deserved that for what they'd put him through. But filling their unprotected pussies with his cum that was beyond revenge. Making his sister beg him to flush her birth control, he was as upset about too.