December 2, 1996 - we’d been dating for 3 months and knew each other for a few years at that point. We were going to wait until my birth control pill was fully active but a couple of days after going on it, we jumped the gun (and used a condom). It was sometime in the evening, probably between 8 and 10 PM. Also, it was awesome.
Wow- you guys were REALLY patient. 
March 20, 1995. Night of my wedding.
Actually, it was probably somewhere in the wee morning hours of the 21st. Whatever. Clocks weren’t all that important to us at the time.
May 10, 1972. It was a one-night stand in the middle of the day. Not the best but things improved quickly thereafter.
Hah! The first was a random high school relationship (oh, growing up Catholic, we hemmed and hawed about “real sex” vs. whatever for months before I more or less decided I couldn’t continue to date someone who subscribed to soap opera digest) and the latter one was a friend-with-benefits who was helping me “celebrate” no longer being Catholic.
I married neither, although I still correspond/flirt with the latter, to my wife’s endless amusement.
December 1979, round about the second week, I was staying over at my sister’s on my way home from college, went to bed early with too much Abbot Ale on board, was joined about midnight by my sister’s older friend who I’d never seen before, and who jumped on me circa 4 a.m.
It was about as good as you would expect. :dubious:
I was a bit shy of even turning 16 at the time, and I felt like I was wasting time by waiting that late.
Yeah, I was the guy moms warned you about and dads locked the door on.
Friday 15th May 1987, 1.30pm. 22 days before my 16th birthday. Sarah was 16 in April. (BTW, her birthday party was awesome. Both the police and the fire brigade were called. For some unknown reason her parents were not amused.)
We sat next to each other in Chemistry and part for those few hours each week and her b’day party we didn’t associate with each other.
On the Friday in question we had a Chemistry exam and afterwards we found ourselves walking towards our respected homes. We stopped once to buy chips. They were awful cos they undercooked. Still that didn’t stop us from eating them.
When got to her home she invited me in. Since I didn’t have anything better to do I accepted her offer. We ended up in her bedroom. It was full of Care Bears. (OK 6 of them.) The sight of these CBs came as a shock to me as Sarah was a goth!!!
I don’t remember how the fight started. It finished with her sitting on me. She look at me and then she kissed me. What began on her bed ended on the floor. (We fell off the bed.)
Afterwords we smoked the traditional post-coital cigarette. The cliché of what we were doing made me giggle. I swear it was best cigarette I have ever smoked. Then I felt unwell.
I managed to stick my head into the crapper before I got re-introduced with the chips I ate earlier. Sarah thought the situation was funny. I liked seeing her laugh, despite the circumstances.
October 28, 1990. Around 10:00 pm. I was 17. Whoo, that was a good night. Somehow one of my buddies had guessed I’d gotten lucky, the next day in school. I must’ve been freakin’ irredescent.
I don’t want to say when, because I use the date as my password for some websites (not this one).
But I will say that my first time was (a) in a waterbed, with (b) the mayor’s daughter.
I’ve been waiting FOREVER to tell that one.
The deed happened on by GF’s couch. Her family was out of the house, it was after school. I was four or five days shy of my 16th Birthday, would have put the date around Apr 17 - 20th, 2000. She was a senior, cheerleader at that. . . Was pretty terrible, but the next few times were amazing . . . Was both of our firsts. I recall the last thing she said to me when we broke up being "But you took my viriginity . . . "
I’ve been the first for 5 people and can pretty much remember those too. Feb 9, 2001, Spring 01, Summer 02, Aug 15, 2004 (my wedding night)