We were both 16. His name was Alex. It was not that enjoyable at all. We lasted 1 month. No regrets whatsoever, which is strange, because at the time I was highly religious (my dad’s special home breed of fundamentalism).
Just turned 21.
It was on our wedding night.
Still married to him.
6 days after my 16th birthday. She was an exchange student at my house. She was not a virgin, and I was realllllly bad at it. She didn’t mind though, and I got better. A lot better.
I was 20, she was 19, it was this past January. A more detailed account can be found in my OP on this thread:
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=75558
We’re still dating now, it’s been almost 6 months.
well, It was all just a big mistake…
kinda sad really…
Shenna - she was 15, I was 19 and we had been good friends for some time
In the back of a honda accord.
I had just come home from my first semester of college at the University of Georgia and she called me up to go do something…which is exactly what we did.
She was my first and I was her first. The next day she told one of her friends about it and her friend told her that she had also had sex with me. It wasn’t true, it wasn’t even close to being true. I had never even looked at that other girl that way, but Shenna didn’t speak to me for an entire year.
We just started speaking again…she’s still a wonderful girl, I just wish I could have known what was going to happen.
havn’t had a single regret about any of the other three though…they have all been wonderful in their own way…
(Sniff)…I think I’m gonna dig out some photo albums now…
I was 16, so was he. First for me, not for him.
It was in the middle of a run of a show. Three shows in one day, I had enough time between the second and third to take a shower, grab clean clothes, and catch a nap. This was unacceptable to my father. Got in a fight with my dad, he threw me out of the house. I drove over to James’ house after the show, way later than I was allowed to be out and wept my eyes out. We didn’t plan it or anything. I was planning on waiting and he was fine with it. But we were messing around and…
And.
And I woke up the next morning and went back to work. It was great. It was fun, lighthearted, got me addicted, spur of the moment and we got to laugh a lot.
My 17th birthday, she was 16 and most definitely not a virgin. On Dad’s pool table. Her idea. Let’s just say that that fantasy would have been best left unfulfilled. My knees hurt for days and I didn’t think I’d ever get the felt clean before Dad found out. Despite the fact that it was my first time, I lasted a good long while because my knees hurt like hell and I was too afraid to say anything and spoil the mood. Orgasm was a relief in more ways than one.