High School Sex

The very fact that it was something we shouldn't be doing.

The mystery of it all while we still weren't experienced.

The element of fear at being caught on the living room couch or in a car.

The fact that we were probably a whole hell of alot less jaded, and being without adult experiences that to some of us it was still a pure and magical thing.
 
What do I miss about teen sex?

Nothing.

*It was fast, and furious.
*Mostly done in a car in positions I could not replicate today to save my soul.
*Done with with my panties still dangling on one foot, just in case I had to get dressed fast.
*Sloppy.
*Never a scheduled event, always spur of the moment.
*50% of the time done while under the influence of some drug or alcohol which left me totally inhibited.
....

God...I miss it terribly sometimes. :)
 
Hmmmm...High School sex. I miss the innocence. You know what I mean...the not knowing what was going to happen when you did something to your partner. Learning all those things you take for granted now. That's what I miss. Although, I will admit I'm glad I know those things now!!!
-CoolCucumber
 
i'll tell ya when i have, finally, then don't for a while..
 
Angel said:
The very fact that it was something we shouldn't be doing.

The mystery of it all while we still weren't experienced.

The element of fear at being caught on the living room couch or in a car.

The fact that we were probably a whole hell of alot less jaded, and being without adult experiences that to some of us it was still a pure and magical thing.

Knowing that you are only a few short years away from those teen experiences makes them seem that much more fresh. Although its been many years since I had those delicious experiences, you've captured them perfectly for me. The fear of being caught in the basement while my girl friend's father lurked in the backyard trying to get a peak though the basement window, then dashing to the back door and running across the kitchen floor, then down the stairs. We'd have rearranged our clothes, sitting with faces flushed gazing at the television. Was that fun or what!

Or how about the time she climbed in the window of my first floor bedroom so we could play while my parents slept.

Of course, as wonderful as the sex was, it had nothing to do with intimacy or relatedness. I love your story DCL because it includes the spice with the sweetness of a committed, long term relationship. To me that's the best of all worlds, unfortunately, not one in which I'm living at the moment. Ahh, the single life. Its not what its cracked up to be.
 
I miss about teenage sex...

Nothing. It was too fumbly like back then.
 
LOL, Xander. That was what was so *magical* about it. Everything was still so new.

Of course NOW sex is physically better, but it's *normal*. Back then you were nervous, fumbling and not at all sure what was going to happen. You can never go back to that innocence, but it's a fond memory.
 
I miss the impossibly hot rush of excitement I got just from kissing in a car. Something I've really only duplicated once in the past twenty something years since I became an adult.

Other than that, sex as a teen pretty much sucked. Because I was a "good girl," anything beyond third base was verboten and incurred major guilt. Plus the boys were basically clueless and awkward and in it only for what they could get for themselves. It's a little depressing to know that you're pretty much nothing more than an object for their release.

I'm sure there are women who had different experiences as a teen, but those are mine.

Sex now is so much better. With age comes experience, a willingness to please the woman, and patience. I think that once a man matures and gets past that I GOTTA HAVE IT NOW hormone frenzy, he can settle down and really have Good Sex, which can't be good unless it's good for both participants.

What I REALLY miss is being able to fuck in the living room. Now that we have kids, that freedom sort of went out the window. I'm hoping that the age of "sleep overs" will come soon, and we can look forward to at least some nights where the coast will be clear and we can go at it on the kitchen counter if we want. :)
 
Though my teenage years are not too far gone, my innocence is--and that's what I miss most of all... the discovery, the naivete, the newness of sexuality... as Whispersecret said, the ability to get so incredibly turned on just from a kiss or a caress... I'll never get that kind of sensitivity back... ahh... the song "Strawberry Wine" by Deana Carter pretty much sums it up, I suppose.



[Edited by SeXy ReDHeD on 04-16-2001 at 02:59 PM]
 
Angel said:
LOL, Xander. That was what was so *magical* about it. Everything was still so new.

Of course NOW sex is physically better, but it's *normal*. Back then you were nervous, fumbling and not at all sure what was going to happen. You can never go back to that innocence, but it's a fond memory.

Angel....I am still nervous.

Though not as nervous as i was back then, in those "magical" days. At least I hope I dont fumble today ;)
 
Lets see, I think I can still remeber back that far.

#1. Spend a half hour cruising the new subdivisions for a deserted cul-de-sac to park in.

#2. Spend a half hour kissing and stroking her thru her clothes with the stick shift smashing my balls when I moved to fast.

#3. Finally, get into the back seat and the real petting begins. Spend a half hour trying to un-do the catches (plural) on her bra. She finally does it so we can move on.

#4. Freeze when the car is suddenly illuminated by the head lights of another car. Relax when they park on the next street over.

#5. Just when everything feels right, stop, pull out your wallet and retreive the rubber you have carried around so long your wallet has a circle indentation on the outside.

#6. Realize about half way thru that this condom feels better than any you ever used before and remind yourself to get this brand next time.

#7. Two minutes later realize that half your rubber is missing. OOOOHHHHHH SSSSHHIIITTTTT!!!!!!!

#8. Make several promises you have you don't have to keep and take her home.

#9. Try to keep the loud muffler on your car from making to much noise when you drop her off late. Porch light comes on. BUSTED

#10. Spend 3 weeks on pins and needles til she tells you she started. Never so happy not to get sex.

Hmmm, I guess I do still remember after all.
 
I only went to one year of high shool. I think it's great that your teenage years were so much fun. There is nothing about those years I wish to repeat or even remember. I think now is the time of my life when sex is excting and every experience is so very different. Sometimes lazy and sweet, sometimes hot and wild. Naaahhhh DCL I like it better now.
 
I watched Almost Famous just the other night, too. I liked it, but didn't have nearly as much fun watching as you did, Dixon. lol

As for high school sex, it was more bad than good.
It made me feel guilty and secretive. I was terrified of getting pregnant. Even imagined the symptoms a couple of times.

High school sex seems to be mostly "Oh my God, I'm having sex!" and not much concern for quality. But the newness was exciting.
 
Dixon Carter Lee said:
I saw an old girlfriend a while back. We dated when she was 17 and I was 20, and would make-out for hours on her parent's living room sofa. Well, I went to see her (and to meet her new husband). As she brought me into her apartment she smiled at me and said, "I'm sure you remember some of this furniture." There were a few pieces from her parent's house, including, oh baby yes,the sofa. What a kick to see that again!

Was she always such a tease? ;)
 
Wow, I wonder what her husband must have thought of that comment!!! LOL
-CoolCucumber
 
DCL- Thank you for the best trip down memory lane I have had in a long time...Ah teen sex when it was all so new and furtive-and my body was the closest to perfect-no stretch marks or sagging parts-LOL, no tats either, and never enough time.
 
the firstness and newness of it all. discovering that just the right kiss to my neck and earlobes could make me melt. And it's not so much the sex that I miss. I miss the making out for hours on end. As a matter of fact--it sounds like a good plan to start again.
 
curvacious said:
the firstness and newness of it all. discovering that just the right kiss to my neck and earlobes could make me melt. And it's not so much the sex that I miss. I miss the making out for hours on end. As a matter of fact--it sounds like a good plan to start again.

Ahhh....yes, the making out for hours. That does sound like fun. Where can I find someone who'd be interested, and not have her think it was childish???
-CoolCucumber
 
CoolCucumber said:
curvacious said:
the firstness and newness of it all. discovering that just the right kiss to my neck and earlobes could make me melt. And it's not so much the sex that I miss. I miss the making out for hours on end. As a matter of fact--it sounds like a good plan to start again.

Ahhh....yes, the making out for hours. That does sound like fun. Where can I find someone who'd be interested, and not have her think it was childish???
-CoolCucumber

too bad you live on the east coast (i'm on the west), cause i definetely wouldn't think it childish.
 
See...now you've got me regretting not living out west even MORE...LOL. But hey, I could use some more lit friends who aren't lost on the little things, sound cool?
-CoolCucumber
 
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