To The Virgins Analysis Novels & Stories

her mother explained, sounding anxious about the financial burden. Heart wasn’t sure if she should be grateful for her good looks and physique, which now allowed her to support their needs, or if it was because of her virginity. She had no knowledge about the distinction between being a virgin or not, but to her, it seemed like a ridiculous concern for men. True love, in her opinion, knew no bounds – virgins or not. However, in Mr. K’s case, he might have had an obsession with virgins. Why did she start thinking about Mr. K again? She pushed the thought aside.

When realizing that Williams isn’t going to budge anytime soon, Ariana peels her eyes open to demand what’s wrong, only to stare up at Williams’s eyes narrowing at him in a blank gaze. “What? What are you looking at me like that for?” She asks, glancing at the closing doors. Williams thrusts a hand forward to keep them open. “You’re a virgin?” He blurts incredulously. “What do you mean you’re a virgin?” It’s this moment that Ariana curses herself for taking the damn wine Antonio had offered. The alcohol and painkillers consumed her common sense more than usual, resulting in double the thoughtlessness. She blows her fringe out of the way before elaborating, “Medically speaking, it means I’ve

corrosive shame made me retort defensively. "Know a lot about virgins, do you?" My eyes narrowed as my eyes drifted to her tender lips still swollen from my kisses. "Nothing, as it happens," I said, thinking it seemed I also knew even less about women or this one at least. "You are making a big thing of nothing. Being a virgin isn't like having a contagious disease. It's not obligatory to go into isolation." Her mouth settled into a mutinous line of defiance as she tried to hide her hurt "I'm sorry you feel cheated and short-changed but I am not about to say sorry that I give my virginity to you." She did with a hint of disappointment in her beautiful eyes.

“That’s… that’s not normal. Most men would be thrilled.” I cringed as the words left my mouth, realizing how desperate I sounded. Like one of those women who threw themselves at him. But I couldn’t help it—his sudden coldness scared me. It felt like he was pushing me away, shutting the door on whatever this moment could have been. “Virgin women get too attached,” he said flatly, as if explaining a simple fact. “They cling to their firsts. And I’m not the kind of man who sticks around.”

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.

I bet it’ll be fun,” Maxine said. “No, never. I can’t,” I said with a strong tone. “Yes, I’m open minded person and I’m not against into premarital sex yet it doesn’t mean I’m into it. I still want be pure to my future spouse,” I added. “That’s why you’re the only virgin in this room,” Maxine said. “As if I am, aren’t you? I rebutted her. “What do you think the reason why I was dumped in the convent— you idiot,”

I turn to the others, searching their looks for an ounce of understanding. “Just that. Through my arrogance... through my stupidity... through my inability to communicate other than through violence and control... I failed to show him that love. » I turn back to Alaya, my tone hardening slightly. " It's true. I bought your virginity. » The word is dropped, raw, brutal. “That was what interested me. The fact that you're a virgin. Pure. Untouched. » I stare at her intently. “If you hadn't been a virgin, I never would have chosen you. Never. »

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.

"No, dear wifey, please I won't even think about a girl." Unable to hide her smile, she started giggling. Viren stomped his foot and caught hold of her wife's waist. He caged her in his arms and started sucking and nibbling her lips. She let him have access to her mouth and his tongue started exploring in her mouth. He was tasting the sweetness of her mouth. .She was replying with equal fervour. "Ahem ahem, my virgin eyes are getting spoiled by seeing such a view. Bhai at least locks your room. I'm still a bachelor "

He urges me on, a relentless voice drowned in instinct. With a jagged breath, I tease the edge of her opening, watching her squirm. I drag the pads of my fingers over her body, leaving a scorched trail of friction that feels like a brand. When I finally ease inside, I try to shut out the intrusive thoughts that flood my mind. Was she truly a virgin before me? Or is this just another layer of the design? Every moan she utters feels like a question I cannot answer.