Tiny Virgins Novels & Stories

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.

Clause 2: Public Marriage, Private Terms. Clause 3: No Disclosure of Personal History. Clause 4: No Physical Obligation Unless Consensual. Clause 5: Total Confidentiality. Clause 6: No Secrets — From Either Side. Her fingers stilted over the last line. No secrets. Her voice, when it came, was barely above a whisper. “This part,” she murmured, pointing to the line. “No secrets… what does that mean?” Damian leaned forward, folding his hands. There was something rigid in the way he moved—like he wasn’t used to explaining himself.

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."

I leaned in closer, lips brushing her ear as my hand slid down to grip her waist possessively. “If you want to regret it, at least let me lose my virginity first… Let me bury my raw cock balls-deep in that fat pussy, no condom, sixty-nine position. I want to fuck you for hours—hard, nasty, and raw, in every corner, bent over the counter with your tits pressed against the mirror while I pump load after load of my virgin cum into you until you can’t even stand straight." “Tarzan!” she gasped, eyes wide with shock.

My glasses are fogged. And I need more. “Please,” I whisper. My voice is wrecked. “I need – I want – ” “What do you want?” Jacob asks. He’s standing between my spread thighs, unzipping his pants. “I want to feel you inside me. All of you. I want – ” I swallow hard. “I’ve never... I’m a virgin.” Silence. Four men freeze. "Completely virgin?” Tyler asks. I nod. Another pause. Then Jacob’s cock springs free – hard, veined, glistening at the tip – and he positions himself at my entrance.

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."

If she was truly a virgin, then it would be my first time handling someone like her, and I had no idea how to do it. I preferred an experienced woman in bed because I had heard many times how virgins expected too much on their first night. Not only did they cling to their partner after sex, but they mostly wanted to be taken seriously and to be in an official relationship with them. They wanted their partner to spoil them rotten and love them unconditionally, and that was something I wasn't going to do.

“In this day and age, what percentage of women are still virgins? Maybe they are less than 10% percent of the entire population, right? That's why you shouldn't feel ashamed about it. I'm sure my father and his wife guessed it before I even told them the truth.” Steen could calmly defend himself, and Vivian wanted so badly to punch him in the face. But, maybe the guy wasn't even wrong, right? She also knew that it was difficult to find a virgin in this era, and perhaps it was true that she didn't need to feel embarrassed about that, right? In the end, Vivian knew that she had lost the argument with Steen, and that was why she chose to keep her lips thin as she looked away from the man.

“WHAT I MEANT to say was ‘virtuous,’” she said, trying to save face when she really said the right word. She would always jokingly brag about it—her virginity— to her female friends but never to her male friends, especially to Soren, who, if he really was a naughty boy, might get the wrong impression. He might think she was teasing him or challenging him to pop her cherry. I’m, a virgin, so I would be a valuable addition to your collection, so come and get me, might be his interpretation of what she just told him, suddenly revealing to him that she was a virgin.

"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.