how'd you lose your virginity?

musicankane

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For me I was in a Dream Theater cover band in high school and for a talent show my senior year we got together and played The Glass Prison, (not badly but not great either), and there was a girl that I had a crush on for....wow...long time. I asked my Dad for advice and he told me, "Son, you are a guitar player. That gives you powers that normal men only dream of. When you play with you band at school you find her in the audience and make eye contact with her. Make her feel like you're only playing for her and if it's meant to be, she'll be yours."

I never knew my dad was so smart!

While we played that night I found her sitting only a row back and I made sure to smile and look at her while i was playing the hardest parts I could play without staring at my hands.

After the show she came up to me. ME! and invited me over to her house afterward.......then....well..you know what happened.



how was it for ya'll?
 
With another man's wife in a hotel room. That's all I'll say. Not the best circumstances, but I still enjoyed it. At least she had already told him she was leaving first.
 
sure you did......hah j/k congratulations, I've never been in love. in fact after i lost it i barely had sex after that.
 
musicankane said:
While we played that night I found her sitting only a row back and I made sure to smile and look at her while i was playing the hardest parts I could play without staring at my hands.

After the show she came up to me. ME! and invited me over to her house afterward.......then....well..you know what happened.
Did you play her as well as you'd played the guitar? And did you do it without staring at your hands ;)
 
well she wanted a sequel so i must not have been half bad. However it took me a bit a practice before I could do it without looking at my hands. :D
 
You asked, but you won't like the answer.

I was 13. My boyfriend was 17. I was curious. I knew what sex was and had been masturbating for a couple of years by then, but hadn't ever been in a situation to satisfy my curiosity as to how it all worked. I was at a girlfriend's house that summer day and her parents were at work. We invited our boyfriends over to hang out. She took hers to her bedroom in the basement and left us to our own devices.

We went into the guest bedroom and lay on the bed. We kissed a little bit and touched some. He of course groped me, but that was nothing unusual. He unfastened my shorts and slid his hand inside. He fingered me, which was a little unpleasant because he kept pinching the lip (Not a big deal, young and inexperienced.) We'd done this before, but had stopped for reasons I don't recall.

I got nervous when he unfastened his pants. My nerves escalated when he grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. I touched him tentatively, but drew back. This was not something I wanted to do, but I still didn't say anything. (I did a lot of things in those days that I thought was 'expected' of me.)

He grabbed my hand again and put it back on his cock. This time he held it there. He even went the extra step of folding my fingers around it and moving my hand up and down the shaft. (In hindsight I guess he thought I just didn't know what to do and was teaching me. If I'd opened my mouth...)

He yanked my shorts over my ass and down my legs. He pulled one leg out of the shorts and rolled on top of me. I tried to wiggle out from under him. I told him no. He just kissed me and went on. The pain was intense.

I know I am responsible, in part, for what happened. I was afraid of him. I didn't say no soon enough. I was afraid of making him mad. I was always seeking approval.

He did apologize, after it happened, and told me I could press charges. Yeah right, like I was going to do that. I just prayed my parents didn't find out. My mother already thought I was a whore, and I hadn't done anything yet.

I wasn't traumatized by the experience. I love sex, in all it's forms. I just wish I could change how everything transpired. Who knows, maybe if I had opened my mouth sooner he would have changed his tactics and I would have been begging him NOT to stop.
 
to be honest I knew a story like that was coming....hmmm it sucks to know some of the things people have been through.
 
angelicminx said:
You asked, but you won't like the answer.

I was 13. My boyfriend was 17. I was curious. I knew what sex was and had been masturbating for a couple of years by then, but hadn't ever been in a situation to satisfy my curiosity as to how it all worked. I was at a girlfriend's house that summer day and her parents were at work. We invited our boyfriends over to hang out. She took hers to her bedroom in the basement and left us to our own devices.

We went into the guest bedroom and lay on the bed. We kissed a little bit and touched some. He of course groped me, but that was nothing unusual. He unfastened my shorts and slid his hand inside. He fingered me, which was a little unpleasant because he kept pinching the lip (Not a big deal, young and inexperienced.) We'd done this before, but had stopped for reasons I don't recall.

I got nervous when he unfastened his pants. My nerves escalated when he grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. I touched him tentatively, but drew back. This was not something I wanted to do, but I still didn't say anything. (I did a lot of things in those days that I thought was 'expected' of me.)

He grabbed my hand again and put it back on his cock. This time he held it there. He even went the extra step of folding my fingers around it and moving my hand up and down the shaft. (In hindsight I guess he thought I just didn't know what to do and was teaching me. If I'd opened my mouth...)

He yanked my shorts over my ass and down my legs. He pulled one leg out of the shorts and rolled on top of me. I tried to wiggle out from under him. I told him no. He just kissed me and went on. The pain was intense.

I know I am responsible, in part, for what happened. I was afraid of him. I didn't say no soon enough. I was afraid of making him mad. I was always seeking approval.

He did apologize, after it happened, and told me I could press charges. Yeah right, like I was going to do that. I just prayed my parents didn't find out. My mother already thought I was a whore, and I hadn't done anything yet.

I wasn't traumatized by the experience. I love sex, in all it's forms. I just wish I could change how everything transpired. Who knows, maybe if I had opened my mouth sooner he would have changed his tactics and I would have been begging him NOT to stop.

Date rape is always an ugly thing. I'm just glad that it didn't destroy you. It must have been one awful secret to have to keep. :rose:
 
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Too young for it to be legal with someone who should have known better. In all honesty, I don't remember my "first time" but I know it was unpleasant and I've been trying to "heal" from the events of my childhood for the better part of 7 years (since the flashbacks started) and my recent speech at the 16th annual Take Back the Night has helped me do that quite a bit.

However, at the age of 14 I defined myself as a "Born Again Virgin", since I didn't think it was fair to say I lost my virginity before I even hit puberty and I thought I was in love since I was in my first real relationship that lasted 10 months. Of course, that wasn't entirely pleasant in itself. I don't regret it, I never said no, but if someone ever gives me the line "But don't you love me?" ever again I shall kill them. No questions asked.
 
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arienette said:
Too young for it to be legal with someone who should have known better. In all honesty, I don't remember my "first time" but I know it was unpleasant and I've been trying to "heal" from the events of my childhood for the better part of 7 years and my recent speech at the 16th annual Take Back the Night has helped me do that quite a bit.

However, at the age of 14 I defined myself as a "Born Again Virgin", since I didn't think it was fair to say I lost my virginity before I even hit puberty and I thought I was in love since I was in my first real relationship that lasted 10 months. Of course, that wasn't entirely pleasant in itself. I don't regret it, I never said no, but if someone ever gives me the line "But don't you love me?" ever again I shall kill them. No questions asked.

Damn, another awful past case! :rose: I don't even want to think about what your situation was like. To terrible to contemplate. :rose:
 
Wasn't great. Wasn't awful. His first time and mine. Carefully planned. We'd been playing manually & orally for many months already. It was more of a "let's get this over with" kinda thing.

ETA: The girl-girl virginity ... well, I was *way* young & it was *way* fun. :D
 
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impressive said:
Wasn't great. Wasn't awful. His first time and mine. Carefully planned. We'd been playing manually & orally for many months already. It was more of a "let's get this over with" kinda thing.

Ditto.
 
impressive Wasn't great. Wasn't awful. His first time and mine. Carefully planned. We'd been playing manually & orally for many months already. It was more of a "let's get this over with" kinda thing. >>>>>>


HAHAHA I can only imagine you... "So uh Jean we done did everything else ya wanna go all the way?"

She shrugs. "might as well."


lol im kidding i ust thought the wording was funny.
 
Wasn't going to share more, but since there have been 3 cases of unpleasant first times or rapes, I think that I should add more details. A little more.

An older woman. I had fallen in love with her. It was a serious affair. The emotional part happened behind hubby's back (of which I am not proud). Then she told him she was leaving him. And then she met up with me for a weekend of wild sex. We had plenty of fun (not even counting the sex). I won't say how long ago it was. Not important. We also had a lot of food that weekend. We started watching porn the first night while we did it, but soon lost interest in the porn. Too busy fucking, making love, whatever you want to call it. It was great, but I was so nervous after a while that I couldn't get it up after the 2nd day. So the rest of the weekend was directed at other kinds of fun. Luckily, my ED was very short-lived. It was just anxiety.
 
I think people that have bad experiences early in life (not just sexual ones) become more creative. I think it helps the mind forget by diving into a world of fantasy. Something I should have guess with this thread, seeing it as a sexually creative site many people here would have had bad first time or other time experiences. I am sorry for making bad memories surface.

I think my bad experience is after that girl that took my virginity got tired I have not had sex since. Not without lack of trying I am just not good with the ladies. So I stick to writing because that's the only sex I have now.
 
Not pretty. I was really young and really drunk and I blacked out. I got a pregnancy out of the whole thing, and a miscarriage some months later.
 
musicankane said:
For me I was in a Dream Theater cover band in high school and for a talent show my senior year we got together and played The Glass Prison, (not badly but not great either), and there was a girl that I had a crush on for....wow...long time. I asked my Dad for advice and he told me, "Son, you are a guitar player. That gives you powers that normal men only dream of. When you play with you band at school you find her in the audience and make eye contact with her. Make her feel like you're only playing for her and if it's meant to be, she'll be yours."

I never knew my dad was so smart!

While we played that night I found her sitting only a row back and I made sure to smile and look at her while i was playing the hardest parts I could play without staring at my hands.

After the show she came up to me. ME! and invited me over to her house afterward.......then....well..you know what happened.



how was it for ya'll?


I was drunk and high at 14 on a lot of things and had two guys at once. It was the worst experience of my life, even if they were massive cute and I was majorly high. I like to believe I had sex for the first time with a boy I was in love with at 14 and I GOT HIM AT 16! Loyal and kind and loving for two years, but man! Was his dick bigger than a porn star. I decided I must be a lesbian of some sort after that and have had many first experiences since. A first experience depends on your attitude. :D
 
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