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He removed my panties and spread my legs wider. He began to perform magic on my clits. I moaned out loud. He inserted his index finger inside my pussy. I was so tight. “Are you a virgin?”. He asked and I nodded. He was quite surprised at my answer but he confirmed it with his hand because I was so tight. He ended up taking my precious gold that night and I swore to never let any other woman have him except me. We began to make plans on how to counter attack. We dug into Miss Whitmore's past and found out so many secrets about how she was dumped and how she gave birth and became a single mother.

I asked, tearing her top. I heard her gasp but who cares, my lips turn in upward " You know Mr Rossi I have taken her virginity the night of her eighteen birthday” My one hand was roaming on her upper body, massaging her boobs, while the other was pinning her on the dining table. “Baby be a good slut and let me enjoy” I yelled grinding against her. “Mr Rossi ohhh I forgot to tell you, Your daughter like me bare inside her” “Please Steph No," She closed her eyes, tears rolling down from her eyes and vanishing in her red hair.

As long as forever… End of A Virgin for the CEO If you loved this story, please hold on to the next book in Eric and Yna's life together as man and wife in: The CEO’s Juvenile Wife... incoming!

Mellisa said her tone full of determination. " You have no kids right?? " Shina asked. “ I mean to ask that you did not leave your kids behind right?? " Mellisa smiled at herself. mockingly." How can I have kids when I'm still a virgin?? " Shina's mouth fell open, her eyes widened in shock like they were going to bulge out of their socket. 'Oh my goodness!!!! I will make sure that she becomes my father's wife.' Shina thought in her head before she said.

“Was that why you kept your virginity for me? Don’t you know how wrong this is?” She pulled him down into a messy, loving kiss, tongues tangling as he continued breeding her. “Doing the right thing is overrated, Daddy. Besides, we’re free to indulge in as much pleasure as we want. There’s no shame in that.” Her voice dropped into a filthy whisper, eyes gleaming with dark hunger. “Mom once told me you’re a rough fucker. Now I want you to breed me rough and hard, Daddy. Don’t go easy on me. Fill me with every drop of your seed. Knock up your daughter’s virgin womb.”

I didn’t want to. His bedroom door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly I was on his bed, beneath him, hair fanned out across the pillows. He paused, forehead resting against mine. “I need to ask you something,” he whispered. “Okay.” “Are you sure?” I looked up at him. “I’m a virgin,” I said. “But I’m not afraid of you.” His hands shook slightly as he touched my cheek. “You don’t have to prove anything.” “I’m not trying to,” I whispered. “I just… want you. Not because of the contract. Not because of the baby. Just you.”

"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...

End ********************************************************** This is a story about Natalia’s Auntie, named Liana Blurb : For me, my virginity was the most precious gift I could ever give to the man I truly loved. I believed that all my life, until desperation forced me to break my own rule. When my father fell into serious trouble, I needed money fast. My friend pushed me into a deal that was far from ordinary… a deal that meant giving myself to a man named Kieran. I thought it would end after that one night. I was wrong.

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

“Tired? Please. Have you seen Tom? Why would I ever get tired of a man like him? Every time he talks to me in bed, I wish he would just f*ck me to death.” Ava choked on her coffee, coughing as her cheeks burned. “Rachel!” she scolded, glancing around to see if anyone overheard. Rachel laughed, thoroughly enjoying Ava’s embarrassment. She patted Ava’s shoulder playfully. “You need to loosen up, babe. Once you experience a man’s touch, you’ll get it. You’re still a virgin, right?” Ava’s breath hitched. A fragmented memory surfaced—a deep voice murmuring close to her ear, “What do I do then, scratch the itch for you?”