I where 23, kinda late I guess - I really loved the girl and I still do even though we’re not “together” anymore (only in a weird twisted way as she lives with me) I was really worried about being a total looser as a 23 years old virgin, but I told her and she seemed happy that I hadn’t been with anyone else.
One night while my sister was visiting we felt like it was time, but the problem was that there where only a thin door between the living room my sister where in and my bedroom where we where playing around.
So what to do? We went for a walk and ended up at a small harbour where there was a table and a bench, we tried to do it with me sitting on the bench and her ontop of me - it kinda worked but after having a few people walk by, we desided to look for a different place. Some bushes and grass where tested but it wasn’t really comfortable enough that we wanted our first time together to happen there. After abit of discussion we went home to my place again and finally did it in my bed, with my sister in the other room (hopefully sleeping).
So - while I where there in the middle of the act, amazed that it finally happened - I’m almost a non-virgin and enjoying it too, she starts to cry and I figure I had done something horribly wrong :eek:
I stopped what I where doing and she told me that she knew I had lied to her and I couldn’t possibly be a virgin. I tried to convince her that I really was but I had just studied up on the matter beforehand, I guess she ended up beliving me as we did indeed continue where we left. She ended up comming, but as we didn’t have any condoms and I really didn’t know what to do, with the “stuff” if I had reached climax I never did.
This is posted from work in a bit of a hurry so please do be too hard if I made too many spelling errors
Heh… I got the “I don’t believe you” too. Personally I don’t regret waiting at all as it meant I knew how to handle myself better than I doubtless would have as a teenager…
I lost my virginity to my first “real” boyfriend. We had actually been together about 2 years. Both of our parents knew that at 16 & 17 we were likely having sex, but nothing had come out of it (like a pregnancy) and trusted us completely. But, at 16/17 we were both virgins. I used to stay over at his place every weekend during the summer since I lived in the country and he lived in the small town near our place. I even slept in his bed with him (I LOVED his parents)
One weekend his parents went away and they sat us down at the kitchen table the day before they left. They basically said, if you wanna have a party, go ahead etc. After a small conversation about safe sex, we told his parents we were both virgins. They were pretty amazed that we were being truthful. His mom talked to my mom and told them they would be gone for the weekend, that I was still welcome and it was up to my mom if I was allowed to stay. My mom and I had a big talk that day and I assured her that S and I were virgins and would stay that way until we were married. I was on the pill for my intense periods and had been since 14.
So…long story, but you needed to know the preface before I got into it.
So, his parents go away and I’m allowed to spend the weekend there. I ended up getting there about 6pm, after I got home from school (we went to different schools) and packed. I had my own car, so I was lucky. I got there and he had a nice chinese dinner waiting. We had a nice, romantic dinner. We had talked about having sex when the time was “right” whatever that means. After dinner we watched a movie, had a few friends over and ended up calling it a night around midnight. We went up to his room and the room was filled with candles, rose petals, the works. There was a beautiful nightee out for me as well. He said “It’s up to you” Well, one thing led to an amazing weekend. I didn’t count the number of times we had sex that weekend, but it was…breathtaking
I was 17, she was 20. My girlfriend was her 18 year-old room mate, but things weren’t going well there, and we had broke up/got back together a couple times. One night my girlfriend had to work late so I hung out at their apartment watching movies with her roomate - we started playing around and one thing kept leading to another.
I don’t know if my girlfriend found out or not (I’m guessing she did) but we broke up later for some other “official” reason. Me and the room mate were f**k buddies for awhile, but that ended when we both got into new relationships at about the same time.
In the tradition of everything in my bizzare life…
I was 20. My GF and I had been together for a while. She wanted to have sex more so than I did. Ok I really wanted it too the I didn’t want to pressure her or anything, I ended up waiting until she was practically begging
Anyhoo, I remember going downstairsto the vending machines for condoms. We JUST managed to beat another couple to them for the last packet of condoms!
I lost my virginity to a woman!! At the tender age of 15.
Wait, there’s more.
She was a lesbian, and had dragged me out of the closet a few months earlier. So we were essentially both out.
Her parents weren’t home, I went over to her place, and she was drunk. I proceeded to join her, downing more Tanqueray gin than I think is possible. Suddenly, she’s rolling around, showing me her titties, and what not.
Anyway, we did it. And never spoke about it again.
The first time I did it with a guy was about a year and a half later, with my first boyfriend.
In my oppinion it’s the penetration that makes the difference - but it’s ofcouse just a technicality, you can have great sex without actual penetration.
I had given oral sex before (to the same person) but I don’t think that counts.
I was – well – 32. With my first, and to date only, GF. In Chicago on Labor Day weekend 2000. We met on another message board; she lived (still does, I guess) in Wisconsin.
If you consider penetration necessary, however, I’m still a virgin, because I couldn’t manage it: unable to maintain my erection that long.
Was just in the process of failing out of my first college (JHU, mid-80s, was in my early 20s. High chemical consumption may have had something to do with that – it had something to do with this, too. ) It was her birthday (3 years older than me, and way more experienced), we had become sort of drinking buddies for the prior year after meeting over a series of parties; she was un-hooked at the time and asked if I wanted to get together w. her on her b-day. Very fine potables were consumed, a pipe was lit & passed at some point; original plan was just sleep-over & no funny stuff, but, heck, proper behavior-control centers had been badly suppressed, Roxy Music was on the stereo, it was a nice spring evening… It was brief and, at the time, confusing (to me, that is), but sincere, i.e. no pretenses or headgames involved. We knew it would probably not lead anywhere transcendent and shared so the next morning. She even apologized and worried if I felt used, which I really found so endearing (side note: she made a mean french toast for brkfast). Never happened again w/her but we remained on the prior good terms, until life took us to other parts.
Sure…this could be true, but it’s fuzzy for some people.
Also-
What if the guy that one lost her viginity to was duller than dirt? Sure, she’ll remember him, and she’ll shudder to think of how boring he was.
Now, if this boring guy had been her third or fourth, his terrible performance would have been mercifully forgotten and she won’t tell everybody what a lousy lay he was.
But some girls will see the boring guy from time to time and grimace at his dullness.
Does anyone really want to be remembered that way?
I suppose if you’re takng a girl’s virginity you best be damn set on doing a job of it.
I was nearly 16, she was nearly 15, I was passed out in the basement of some girls party. My only previous experience to being woken up orally was my parents screaming at me to wake up. I preferred her version. I woke up and she was buck nekkid. She saw me wake up, and crawled on top of me. Three minutes later, I wasn’t a virgin anymore. We did it again. All the while I could hear somebody driving my moped through the house upstairs. Down the hallway, through the living room, through the kitchen, then down the hall again.
I lost mine at age 21. A friend of my old college roommate was in town before going up to Wyoming. We went to a Grateful Dead concert. We came home and had a late meal with some friends. She got into bed naked and draped the covers over her butt just so. I was a nervous wreck and didn’t really know what to do so I just laid there. Eventually we started touching, then making out, then I got familiar with her territory. After a while she grabbed me and put me in. I think I lasted maybe half a second. It felt pretty darn good (for me, anyway). Yes, I was very lame. We never did it again despite my attempts. I didn’t tell her she was my first until a few days later. Later I hooked up with an understanding older woman who gave me the education I so desperately needed. Highly recommended!
If it’s really someone special, just explain things. Maybe you’ll get the royal treatment.
I was 17, he was 38…in a Beechcraft Bonanza flying over the Gulf of Mexico. Gave my first head the same time. (I had my first taste of oral sex on, the receiving team, the evening prior) It was memorable to say the least! I still think fondly of him even after all these years. (I turned 50 last month).
I’ve thought about posting this for a while now, and just decided to do it, so here goes (some of it might be TMI):
I was sixteen and she was seventeen. We were both virgins, had been going out for a while, discussed it a whole lot, and had even purchased condoms a few weeks earlier. We were real nerds about the sex thing.
Anyway, we were making out in my bed as had been usual for some time at that point. Can’t Hardly Wait was on TV, which is a real cheesy teen comedy, but it is better to make out to a bad movie than to a good one.
I asked her if she wanted to, and she said yes. She was on her period, so she had to go to the bathroom to take out her tampon. When she came back I was ready and we gave it a shot. It hurt too much for her the first couple tries at penetration, so we waited fifteen minutes or so. After we got going though, it was very nice. We went for a half hour or so. The situation wasn’t terribly romantic, but it was quite passionate and emotional; we really made love. I’ll never forget it.
