I wasn’t going to post mine. It’s dreadully boring. But I’ll go ahead, I guess, since I have a few minutes.
It was in college, with a man I thought I loved, and I was a month shy of being 20. And it was decidedly meh. I barely even remember it, it was so unimpressive.
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I wasn’t going to post mine. It’s dreadully boring. But I’ll go ahead, I guess, since I have a few minutes.
It was in college, with a man I thought I loved, and I was a month shy of being 20. And it was decidedly meh. I barely even remember it, it was so unimpressive.
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Bitch! That’s not what you said at the time! You said, and I quote, “It wasn’t terrible”, but now you go changing your story!
Well I’ll tell you what I’ve waited all these years to tell you- I FAKED IT!
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So isn’t anybody going to post some pictures?
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Um..I’m a photographer but I have to say I didn’t have a hand free at the the time. And I was a bit distracted.
I have a picture of the guy I lost my virginity to. Whenever I happen to see it while flipping through old pictures, I sort of shake my head and think “What was I thinking” while remembering.
16, drunk, working and living in a mountain resort in the Rockies. He was 19, drunk, and working at the ski hill. Banged him a few times then found out he had a girlfriend. A few years later, met up with him in a different city and dated him a bit. Dumped him after a couple of weeks when I realized just what a loser he was.
ETA: We were not working and drunk while I lost my virginity. There had been a huge party at the staff accomodations building where we both lived, and everyone else had gone to bed. What else were we supposed to do?
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In the basement of a fundamentalist church.
I was 17, she 19. We were then both active, dedicated members. We’d been guilt-ridden for weeks over our episodes of increasingly heavy petting, but the momentum was powerful and we embraced the inevitable. We told each other it would be okay because in our hearts we knew we would get married, and God knew our hearts so…
It was the most private place we could find. I was sort of an assistant there and had keys. We let ourselves in some time after midnight. The traffic-worn carpet was reddish orange and musty smelling. But for the brief minutes (it happened so fast!) it was a the royal red carpet to heaven.
We announced our engagement not too long afterwards to our shocked parents and fellow church goers. I bought a ring and everything. Within six months, the folly of what we were getting into finally set in - we were both too young and really didn’t know each other very well. We broke up on fairly decent terms. Within a couple years we drifted from our little town in separate directions.
I still smile at the fond memories, and hope she does too wherever she is. We gave each other one of the best answers to the question, “Where did you lose your virginity?”
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Now THAT was a cool story, and most enjoyable to read. Thanks for sharing.
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Now THAT was a cool story, and most enjoyable to read. Thanks for sharing.
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Wasn’t his fault; the power of Christ compelled him… 
[sub]I, er, lost mine in a public bathroom at the renaissance festival.[/sub]
Huzzah…!
Mine was brutal, couch in the basement, with a music chanel dance show blaring in the background. I had all the other elements of “making it” with a girl figured out but had never had sex. I was so nervous as so as i got in, which took a few tries mind you, I lost the erection in panic. not a minute later a commercial for ED came on the tv. I died of embarrassment.
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Age 16 with a young man somewhat older than myself; we went on to become fast friends. It was soon after the Montreal ice storm and I was out buying Magic cards. I ran into this fellow, whom I’d recently met, and who was out buying a toilet plunger. (No joke.) We went back to his place, one thing led to another, and I was late for my first linear algebra class.
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Does Matt win this thread?
I’m sorry Matt, but somehow the juxtaposition of Magic cards and a plunger and losing virginity just made me crack the f&*^& up! I’m imagining a game of Magic somehow getting sexual and the cards getting strewn over the place in the heat of passion.
As for me? I was in highschool, and during my senior year, there was a really cute girl who was into me the whole time, but I was just too big of a coward to actually kiss her. How crazy was that?! I remember going on a walk with her around the dark side of campus and never made the move…I was too chicken. Oh, we lived at a sort of boarding school for gifted kids so we lived on a college campus. Although we were very much controlled. Man, that makes me a bit sad with regret now, because she was really cute!
Eventually after most of my friends had done it by senior year, I started looking around desperately, and so basically I had a list of girls narrowed down that I was pretty sure would do it. One girl I knew said that she would “totally hook up with me” sometime, so I very nervously called her one night and asked if she wanted to take me up on the offer. Well, one thing led to another and we did it in my car. Yeah, kind of crazy I know…We also did it a few more times. She is married with kids now. I didn’t have sex with another girl for another two years until I met my crazy ass ex gf
I was 19, she was 22, we were both in college, we ran in the same theater/music/lit geek circles. I was pretty good with wiring and stuff (I was “electrician” for the college theater productions) so she asked me if I could fix her hi-fi. I did. We listened to the Woodstock album (my first time for that, too.) We started making out, then she actually invited me to go to bed with her. That was in February, and we were lovers until the spring when she graduated and simply disappeared. I never saw her again.
I lost mine at the ripe old age of 14, to my boyfriend at the time, who was also 14. We had done lots of heavy necking/petting, and one day his mom was gone and we were making out on the hallway floor(?) and he said “lets go to my bedroom” and we both knew what that meant. He was on top and tried to get it in, but my hymen was putting up quite a fight. He finally said “it won’t go in!” and laid down next to me. But I was determined, and rolled over on top of him and basically had to use the weight of my entire body to break my cherry. It hurt only a little, surprisingly. Then we humped for about a minute until he came. We were in love and it was a beautiful experience for me.
Of course, if you want to count losing your virginity as the first time someone else gave you an orgasm, that didn’t happen until I was about 22, and it blew my fucking mind! I remember I thought “wow, so this is what all the fuss is about!” and “What the hell have I been doing wrong for the last eight years?”
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Of course, if you want to count losing your virginity as the first time someone else gave you an orgasm, that didn’t happen until I was about 22, and it blew my fucking mind! I remember I thought “wow, so this is what all the fuss is about!” and “What the hell have I been doing wrong for the last eight years?”
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If it counted like that, it would’ve taken a year (and, uhm, six? guys) later to actually find a guy who had an inkling of what he was doing in bed. My first sex experience was so bad [sub]so bored I looked at my watch twice in that ten minutes[/sub] I looked for another one later that day with another person for comparison purposes. My initial conclusion was that guys were terrible in bed; glad I met someone to change my mind.
I’ll post a picture of my car, if you want.
Actually, the whole ordeal was a huge hassle. After I realized my virginity was missing, I had to go to the DMV (Department of Missing Virginity) and give a description, where it was last seen…I finally decided I was better off without it.
It was in the spring of my junior year in college. (Yes, I know that’s pretty late; what can I say? I was very shy). We were introduced by mutual friends at a party. She was more into me than I was into her, I realize now, but she was a nice girl and I enjoyed her company. About a month after we met, we went to a movie one night and then she invited me back to her dorm room. We kissed and hugged and stroked for awhile, and I had a growing and delightful realization that we were probably going to have sex. Then we started undressing each other, and I apologized because I didn’t have a condom. She reassured me that she had a contraceptive sponge and, after that rather clinical but mercifully brief discussion, we got down to business. The whole time I was thinking to myself, “Holy shit, I’m actually having sex! This is really happening!” It was really great, and she seemed to have fun, too.
I was a junior, as I wrote, but she was a senior and graduated just a few months later. Although we never discussed it, I think both of us understood that it was a short-term fling. We corresponded for a little while after she left campus and then fell out of touch. Last I heard, she was married with kids, living in suburban Boston.
Still some strong memories, a little over 20 years later.
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Bitch! That’s not what you said at the time! You said, and I quote, “It wasn’t terrible”, but now you go changing your story!
Well I’ll tell you what I’ve waited all these years to tell you- I FAKED IT!
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Well I faked it too!
Bastard!
:throws a dish:
I was about 6 months old, meandering through the jungle looking for some grubs when I spotted this nimble little 5 month old snacking on a moth. She tried to play coy, but those pretty blue spots down her back just gave her away. She wanted me, oh yes she did. So, I started rocking back and forth while changing colors as quick as I could. She was impressed, but when I started showing her what I could do with my tail, that’s when I knew I had her. She started crawling away slowly and I moved in. Now lest you think that’s the hard part, trying to line up a pair of cloaca is difficult enough for experts, let alone two beginners like we were. After a few minutes of ackwardness, we managed to get aligned and I slipped in one of my hemipenes. It lasted a good half hour and afterward she started flashing me her warning colors. Man, my first time and I was a daddy. So, she went off to let our kids incubate and then I imagine she buried them in some dirt to hatch. I’ll never forget her cute casque…