Tell them what happened the first part of the day. I still can’t get over that one. Handicapped people use those things. 
I didn’t “lose” my virginity. I was pretty damned tired of it…I gave it away. 
I lost my virginity to my boyfriend-at-the-time. Afterwards, we drank vodka and red cordial and wrestled on the touch.
His mother was at work. His goldfish was floating at the top of the fish tank.
It was a nice experience. 
Well, with me it was a pretty screwed up experiance. Having had a fairly religious upbringing, I had made it a point to wait until marriage. Being that I mainly associated with Punk Rockers and Bikers, my friends felt this was kind of odd. After a while, it became as much of a rebellion thing as a religious thing(eveyone kept telling me I had to try it, therefore I naturally resisted…). (this wasnt too hard anyway, cuz I was kind of a social cripple when it came to women anyway) Most of my friends respected me enough to leave it alone. The people who wernt my friends were to afraid of me to give me crap about it to my face. Anyway, about a week after my friend killed himself in my apartment, I was in a totally screwed up state of mind. People were constantly stopping by worried about me, because I refused to move out of the apartment I was in, even after the landlord offered me a differant one. My whole attitude towards life, and death changed dramatically, and so did I as whole. A girl I had been desperately in Love with a few years before, and who never wanted to be anything but friends came over to my house to hang out for the night, and well, shit happened. I had finally gotten over her 6 months or so before that, and had gotten to the point where I could be a close friend to her without any sort of regret(a major triumph for me at the time) I was feeling sorry for myself and used that as an excuse, and though a year ago I would have been thrilled by what happened on some levels, At this point I really just wanted to be friendds with her. I was starting to date the future Mrs. BDGR(we had been out once). The whole thing really blew the friendship all to hell. The friendship never recovered, and she had become one of my closest friends before this happened. All in all, kind of pathetic really.
Ooh ooh ooh! I want in.
I was 15 and my best friend and I were sleeping at her house in an RV her aunt and uncle had parked in the driveway for the summer. A guy I had a major crush on came over in the middle of the night and my friend and I both did it with him in the camper. I dated him for the rest of the summer, then we stopped talking. Pretty sleazy, huh? You know my mom’s proud.
Fast forward to today. Aforementioned virginity-taker is my husband’s best friend. And no, they weren’t friends then, either. My husband just moved here six years ago. It’s not as awkward as you might think, although I was pretty uneasy until his fiance told me she knew and it didn’t bother her.
The Wife of a friend. Lose my virginity,break a commandment. Nice Daily Double. When he found out it was a bit sticky. They are still married. I am not.It happened a long time ago.
17, college dorm room, with a girl a friend of mine had set me up with a few weeks earlier. She was, shall we say, considerably more experienced than me. (I later learned that that was the reason my friend set us up.) It was a pretty good experience but, in retrospect, it was the wrong person.
To this day, several friends of mine exchange Virginity Day presents rather than birthday presents. Hell, losing our virginity meant something.
Sua
Just out of boot camp. Flew into L.A. on a Friday night and didn’t need to report in until Monday. I went to the U.S.O. club in Hollywood and noticed a nice club across the street that had a sign that said “Couples $10, Single Men $20 per night”. Well, I needed a place to stay, so I paid the $10 and went in.
The date-June 7, 1977.
The place-Plato’s Retreat West.
Is it possible to lose one’s virginity to 5 people at the same time?
I was intent on waiting as long as I could. My best friend and I had a bet to see who could last the longest. I only hope girls do this now.
When I was seventeen I met this guy at a coffee shop. We started dating. Two months later, I find myself having sex in his bed, in his apartment, in a bad part of town, at 3:30am, on a school night. Tool was playing quietly. “This may hurt a little but it’s something you’ll get used to.” Candles in empty wine bottles, filterless Lucky Strikes, overflowing ashtrays.
I cried. He laughed. We dated for years. I don’t speak to him anymore. And I never got used to it.
Missed losing it as a mental patient in a psych ward, to the incarcerated wife of an Air Force major, but only just barely.
Lost it instead about 4 months later on a leftover vegetarian hippie commune in California’s Topanga Canyon.
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Good god man, learn to apostrophize!
A friend of mine has always prided himself on taking a girl’s virginity. He said it was the greatest thing, his theory was, “having a girl lose her virginity to you is like getting your name in the record books. They might not remember all of them, but they’ll always remember their first.”
I was 14, in my boyfriend’s bedroom when we were supposedly watching a movie. his parents were very trusting, left the house often, in fact, so we always had plenty of time to ourselves. One time even, we went on a hike to the top of a mountain and did it there. that should be another thread…unusual places…
17 on the bathroom floor at a theatre party, while high and with a person of another ‘race’. Then drove home 50 miles while still high. Never did THAT again (driving high, that is!)
I think I was 15. I’d just broken up with my boyfriend, was incredibly miserable. Went to the grocery store, found his brother hanging out with some friends. We were good friends too, so we all decided to go driving around. I ended up in the woods with my ex’s brother, having hot sex in the leaves. Worst sex I’ve ever had, but I’ll never forget him. I doubt I’ll forget the sight of my ex screaming at me in the mall either…the weird part though, I’m still good friends with both of them to this day, and whenever I’m in town, I always drop by to say hello. Life is weird.
And slumberchild, it is another thread. Do a search, I’m sure you could find tons of juicy stories
I was…24. (Yes, only a year ago. Shut up!)
Lost it to a very special person in Texas, who didn’t mind that I was both eager as hell and nervous as hell at the same time. And even though we’re no longer dating, he is still a wonderful friend.
(I told you I’d post to the thread eventually, you dork!)
I was 18. We were in my dorm room, hoping that what we were up to wouldn’t bring my shoddily-constructed loft down upon all of my possessions. About 5 minutes into the act, my roommate came home. I think he and I almost fell to our deaths in our haste to cover ourselves while we screamed “Don’t come in!”
I’ve said it before and, by golly, I’ll say it again until it’s funny: there’s nothing quite like furtive, squeaky dorm sex.
At the apartment of the daughter of a friend of my mothers. Said daughter, 2 years my senior, had an unrequited crush on yours truly. She got me a little drunk one night and took advantage of me.
One of my fondest memories.
Not yet.
When I was 15, with my first serious boyfriend. He was a bit older than I and experienced. We took our time and I’m very pleased that it was so nice. Not a lot of girls recieve oral sex from an expert their first time…