Virginity Story Novels & Stories

Billie's car stopped in front of my building, the boy seemed a bit taken aback by what I had told him a while ago. About that I had lost the desire. But it was the truth, plus I couldn't believe that I had been about to have my first time with Billie, with someone I don't love. Just for a spur of the moment. How stupid I am. Besides that I took his penis and let him lick my vagina. My vagina was virgin in that sense, until a moment ago only Dalton had touched it and now I felt dirty.

"I know. But all of them are either married or dead-old. Maybe I should register to the nearest church to be a nun." "Try T!nder or Bübble first, then you can register there if nothing happens." I push him a bit as he releases his embrace. He wipes my tears at the same time I'm trying to wipe it myself. "I can't believe I'm crying because of this stupid virginity. Do you see what I mean? Urgh! I really should just get it over with!" He stares at me with a calculative look before blurting, “Hunter told me he fucked two virgins before."

he said, breathing fast. When he was done, he threatened her coldly. “You know you should not tell anyone about this little fun we had right huh?… pretty little thing but if you chose to, tell them, you got fucked by Victor Lennox and I will be waiting. You know what that means.” He took another look at her and hissed. “Clean yourself up.” “I was a virgin.” She half stuttered, half screamed and half cried.

Virginia teases me " There is nothing left to resist, you have already given everything away.” I tried to remain serious, but it was impossible and we both burst out laughing, because of course she was right, there was no way I could pretend that I hadn't fallen for Ethan's trick when he took my virginity the night before. I had told Virginia the whole truth about the night of the auction, and after a great lecture about friendship and trust, now we were talking about the current situation.

That day, Pastor said get a partner to pray with, I ignored my neighbor who was sleeping beside me and looked round the whole congregation looking for someone to hold, just then I sighted the damsel, she too was looking for who to hold hands with, that was how we started. I didn't even know that she had heard my naūghty chats with my friends about me not being interested in v!rgin girls. She told me every truth about herself except this. When she confessed that she was a v!rgin, I doubted her sincerity but when I checked properly, I discovered she was saying the truth. I know I never wanted a v!rgin for a wife but somehow it made me love her and cherish her the more. It was my pride as being

Then, almost boldly, “And I’m not a virgin.” That jolts me. In their custom, if a woman isn’t a virgin, both she and the man who took her are executed. “Why are you telling me this?” I ask, watching her closely. “Because I think we can help each other.” Her voice trembles but doesn’t falter. “You don’t want me, and I don’t want this. But they believe you’ve taken my virginity and that I'm now your wife. If we let them keep believing, you can wait for your mate, and I can hold on to the man I love.”

“Yes, that’s what it means.” Jesus! What woman who is twenty-one years old and lives in New York is still a virgin? It’s like finding a unicorn in downtown Manhattan. “How come you’re a virgin?” “What?” “How come you’re a virgin? Did you have pimples all throughout high school and college or something?” “No. I assure you, sir, I have had plenty opportunities to do the deed,” she said haughtily. “Then why didn’t you seize those opportunities?” “I . . . I wasn’t in the mood.”

Kiné Diop opened her eyes little by little in the bathtub, she had an excruciating headache. - Where am I? Ah my head..... she said holding her head She was trying to get up but she fell, her lower abdomen hurt very badly. -What's happening to me? Why can't I get on my feet, she puts her hand on her intimacy and the blood spurts out She had realized that she had just lost the most precious thing in her house: Her virginity, she had just broken her promise, she wanted to keep it, yes she wanted to keep it for the man who deserved it but also because

Not having a boyfriend before meant that she was still a virgin. For people like Corbin, the more they fooled around, the more they cared whether a girl was a virgin. Vermont used to not feel anything about it, and it was the preference of others. He just listened to them just for the sake of listening. However, when he heard it this time, he felt slightly upset. The bandit woman's first-time was given to him. Although it was an accident, it did not mean that she was not clean. Vermont glanced at him and said, "My cousin is a naive person. If you fool around with her, I won't forgive you."

Andre dropped the bombshell. "Hell no!" Max shook his head in denial "That freaking goddess is from a convent?" "Full blown nun if I must say." "That shouldn't be a problem for you then. You don't do nuns remember?" Max reminded him. Yeah, he doesn't do nuns but sometimes one's perspective's gotta change right? "Listen, she might be a virgin for all we know" Max deadpanned. It was Andre's turn to laugh now. "Yeah right. That makes me a saint then" He said in between laughs "There are no fucking virgins Max. That shit is old."