Tiny Virgins Novels & Stories

“They didn’t tell me who it was going to be, so I didn’t know it was you when I arrived here. There was a possibility it was a guest of your family because I could never, ever imagine you…” “Me…?” he asked somberly. “That you will pay a prostitute for something like that. It’s just… I can’t imagine you having to pay for sex.” “You didn’t even know who you were meeting up with?” She nodded. “Yes. But… Madame Venus did say you were… safe. Even the others there… they said if the requirement hadn’t been for someone very new and virtually a… a virgin, they would have easily changed places with me. I don’t know if that should even be comforting. But to them it was… like since I was indeed a virgin

“I’m going now.” Her eyes widen in surprise. “Shit, okay.” She lets out a breath, hands on her hips as she gives me a serious look. “Listen—these guys, they’re known as ‘the daddies’ for a reason. They have some, well… specific tastes. Weird as hell kinks, but women actually seek them out for, let’s say, special introductions. You wouldn’t be the first untouched woman they’ve helped, and you won’t be the last.” “Got it.” I swallow, steadying myself. “Thank you, Eva please don't tell anyone I'm a virgin! I’ll… I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He leaned his ear by the door very quietly and this bitch was whispering like a thief at night. "Nicole! What do you mean you don't know! I don't even know how this thing is done for goodness sake I'm a virgin, a vestal"! Teddy said that being mean. "Teddy I'm a virgin too! I don't even know the canonics you know that"! She shouted on call. "Fuck! Why are you white? You are an American dude! Your country is obsessed with sex! Why don't you know this shit "! She asked whilst screaming.

"So you find me attractive? Huh?" "Very." "So... What about the fact that I'm a virgin, how do you feel about that?" "You want to know, huh?" "Yes, please. I feel guys looked down at girls that aren't experienced in any sexual related stuffs." "No." "But most guys don't like to have anything to do with virgins." "What who said that?" "Some of my friends. They told me that." "They are just jealous, because guys finds girls that are virgins special, so they are scared to do anything to them, unless the girl are sure that they really want to lose it."

“Then, from now on, many demons and demons from this demons-realm of ours will search for virgin women as their love as well as life partners,” tweeted Virando excitedly as well. Sumico drowned herself within her beloved Brother Vir’s sweet, warm, and cozy hug. “That’s great and good, Brother Vir... More and more women will take care of their purities, originalities, and also virginities and won’t hand in them to any men or boys as they like.”

“It’s time to pop that cherry.” I nearly tripped over my own feet. “*Stacy.*” My voice was a sharp whisper. “Can you not announce my virginity to the entire damn woods?” She rolled her eyes. “Relax. You’re not the only one, trust me. Half the girls here are either virgins or looking for someone to un-virgin them.” I scanned the crowd, suddenly hyperaware of how many people could overhear us. “Well, I’m not letting some random guy inside me,” I muttered.

‘Argh…ngh…like that…right there! ‘Inside…ngh…I want you i..inside…’. Is this how virgins behave now? Do heats make omgas sound more experienced?. “You…You’re a virgin?!”. What the fuck is this?. How the hell is he supposed to seduce a twenty-four-year-old virgin?.

“If you’re auctioned last, then a lot of those stupid billionaires will bid more since there wouldn’t be any more to choose from.” “Cool,” Ariana agreed. Juliet’s words made sense because if there were varieties, the billionaires wouldn’t want to waste all their money on one. They would also compare and contrast. The worse part, they hated virgins as such, she was already on the losing side. Most virgins were auctioned for not more than two hundred thousand because of their lack of experience.

Ass shown, boobs visible. I take another long breath. Okay, maybe a few breaths. Finally, it was time to write a little thing about myself in my bio, “I am nineteen years old, I write, and I’m a virgin. I’m looking for the right man to claim my virginity, but only if the price is right . . . After all, This only happens once” Now it was time for me to worry, about what makes me think I would be chosen in the pool of thousands and thousands of beautiful girls. Why would any sane rich guy pick me, well except if they are not sane? Now I wait.

“He heard, he heard, he definitely heard Kathy. He knew I had been a virgin until last night. He knows who took my virginity. He knows” she said and then screamed into the pillow once more. “There is nothing wrong with being a virgin,” I told her. “Before I got pregnant, I had never had sex” I added. “Not in New York, here, two out of ten twelve year olds can't beat their chest and stay they are still Virgin. This isn't San Francisco Kathy.” She rapped. “Calm down, why do you care what a proud, silver spoon fed playboy thinks?” I asked her.