Losing Your Virginity

USAGOLD said:
Well some women have trouble getting pregnant me it happened on April 15 1995, i went to the Doctor's for a Phyical and the Doc came in and said You are pregnant How did this Happen, I looked at her and said you have kids you figure it out


roflmao :kiss:
 
Abner Devereaux said:
My story... I was 21 and she 17. She dated a friend of mine until they broke up. They had been broken up for several months. They tried to get back together while he was away at school. Her and I never ment for anything to happen, but we fell in love. I wanted to wait to have sex until I was in love (I know that sound strange coming from a guy...but it's the honest truth). We had sex in my bedroom...while we listen to the song "Seventeen" by Winger. :) When we had finished she told me that there was no way I was a virgin...even though she knew I was. That made me feel really special.


aw how sweet and thank you for sharing a tender moment :kiss:
 
greenffingers said:
For some reason it seems OK to let out one's secrets here (I wonder why?)


I think its because we all yearn for those days of old when we were care free, and that is usally before we all became deflowered :confused: lol hell I don't know it sounded good though :D :kiss:
 
Erotica_Writings said:
I think its because we all yearn for those days of old when we were care free, and that is usally before we all became deflowered :confused: lol hell I don't know it sounded good though :D :kiss:


Maybe there's something too, with experience, of valuing flowering together?
 
Erotica_Writings said:

I was not going to sit there and explain the Birds and Bees to a Doctor that already knows how is happenes, Sometimes i think Doctors think we are nuts
 
USAGOLD said:
I was not going to sit there and explain the Birds and Bees to a Doctor that already knows how is happenes, Sometimes i think Doctors think we are nuts


I agree....my doctor placed me on prozac because I was depressed...then they find out that prozac gives you suicidal thoughts....lol and they think we are crazy...now she has me lexapril...think thats it :confused:
 
Erotica_Writings said:
I agree....my doctor placed me on prozac because I was depressed...then they find out that prozac gives you suicidal thoughts....lol and they think we are crazy...now she has me lexapril...think thats it :confused:

Everytime i go to the Doctors she askes me if i have sex when i say yes she askes me if we use a Condom i say no cause i cant get pregnant i have been with the same guy for over a 1 and a half so why use them i hate the feel of them they feel like something that is not supposed to be there
 
USAGOLD said:
Everytime i go to the Doctors she askes me if i have sex when i say yes she askes me if we use a Condom i say no cause i cant get pregnant i have been with the same guy for over a 1 and a half so why use them i hate the feel of them they feel like something that is not supposed to be there


I know I hate those things too.
 
Erotica_Writings said:
I know I hate those things too.

I keep telling her i am not going to use those raincoats,, My dogs boyfriend should have worn 1
 
VIRGIN in some ways

Although I am a 21 year old in college, I've never had Vaginal Intercourse. Now, I've done pleny else, mostly with guys. But I think i prefer women. :catroar: Mainly because ive tried anal, and I dont like it.
 
Species1009 said:
Although I am a 21 year old in college, I've never had Vaginal Intercourse. Now, I've done pleny else, mostly with guys. But I think i prefer women. :catroar: Mainly because ive tried anal, and I dont like it.

:confused: :confused: :confused: your basing your sex preferrence on not liking anal? Alot of women do not like anal. Do you get turned on when you see other women? Do you desire the touch, scent and warmth of a woman? You need to explore more darlin'. :rose:
 
My first time... I was 13 he was 19... I lost my virginity after knowing him only 5 hours... I didnt tell him i was a virgin that night... Needless to say it was rough and i was hurting.
 
I didn't lose it,

i threw it away! I was 15, he was 18. It was painfull as hell, and it took a while before we did it again. But, it got better with each experience. I married him when I turned 18.

Sure do miss him, even after all this time.

- Pauline
 
I wanted to wait for the right guy. I wanted it to mean something and I was determined to not simply toss my cherry at a guy simply because he was hot like my cherry was nothing. The first person will be with you forever in a way, I was told, and I believed that. I didn't want to forever remember some idiot that I only knew for a week. I was 17 and he was 16. We had been dating for months and building up gradually from kissing to heavy petting, but while I had touched his dick I never wanted to look at it ... I'm not sure why except that I was afraid.

When we finally decided to go all the way ... or rather I decided since he was ready long before I was, (he was so patient and understanding about this too and I loved him for that,) and he took his pants off I almost screamed. My eyes were bugging out. I thought to myself, "He is going to put THAT inside me?!!! There is no way this is going to work!" And it did take quite allot of coaxing and he had to back off a few times and work me up more before we could finally start.

It hurt, but not like I had expected it to. I don't even know if pain is the right word for the sensation, but he was huge, (later we measured him at 12 1/2 by 2 1/2,) and I am very small. There was a feeling of pressure and an uncomfortable stretching feeling. He was slow about it and since it was his first time too I think he didn't expect there to be so much resistance either. And I'm sure that in my nervousness I was unconsciously contracting. Anyway, it took a long time before he was completely inside me and we stayed like that for awhile trying to get used to the strangeness of it. My hands were clamped down on his ass holding him against me and when he started to pull back I said something like, "Oh god, not yet," and held him still. So he waited until I was ready before he began to move slowly inside of me.

It was uncomfortable the whole time and part of me wanted to stop, but even with all of the discomfort I was enjoying it. Thankfully, it didn't last long. He knew even wihout asking that it hadn't been as good for me and he wanted to do other things for me. I was touched that he would think of me but I wanted him to just hold me. I was still struggling to make sense of what had just happened. I knew that it would only get better from then on, but it was all so new and strange that I didn't want anything except the reassurance that he cared for me.

We dated for the next few years and we really did love each other ... we still do in a very special way. From time to time we have re-entered each other's lives and relived the past together much in the same way that long lost friends will enjoy a cup of coffee together and discuss old haunts. And I am always glad that I waited and gave my cherry to him. :)
 
Moon Dragon said:
I wanted to wait for the right guy. I wanted it to mean something and I was determined to not simply toss my cherry at a guy simply because he was hot like my cherry was nothing. The first person will be with you forever in a way, I was told, and I believed that. I didn't want to forever remember some idiot that I only knew for a week. I was 17 and he was 16. We had been dating for months and building up gradually from kissing to heavy petting, but while I had touched his dick I never wanted to look at it ... I'm not sure why except that I was afraid.

When we finally decided to go all the way ... or rather I decided since he was ready long before I was, (he was so patient and understanding about this too and I loved him for that,) and he took his pants off I almost screamed. My eyes were bugging out. I thought to myself, "He is going to put THAT inside me?!!! There is no way this is going to work!" And it did take quite allot of coaxing and he had to back off a few times and work me up more before we could finally start.

It hurt, but not like I had expected it to. I don't even know if pain is the right word for the sensation, but he was huge, (later we measured him at 12 1/2 by 2 1/2,) and I am very small. There was a feeling of pressure and an uncomfortable stretching feeling. He was slow about it and since it was his first time too I think he didn't expect there to be so much resistance either. And I'm sure that in my nervousness I was unconsciously contracting. Anyway, it took a long time before he was completely inside me and we stayed like that for awhile trying to get used to the strangeness of it. My hands were clamped down on his ass holding him against me and when he started to pull back I said something like, "Oh god, not yet," and held him still. So he waited until I was ready before he began to move slowly inside of me.

It was uncomfortable the whole time and part of me wanted to stop, but even with all of the discomfort I was enjoying it. Thankfully, it didn't last long. He knew even wihout asking that it hadn't been as good for me and he wanted to do other things for me. I was touched that he would think of me but I wanted him to just hold me. I was still struggling to make sense of what had just happened. I knew that it would only get better from then on, but it was all so new and strange that I didn't want anything except the reassurance that he cared for me.

We dated for the next few years and we really did love each other ... we still do in a very special way. From time to time we have re-entered each other's lives and relived the past together much in the same way that long lost friends will enjoy a cup of coffee together and discuss old haunts. And I am always glad that I waited and gave my cherry to him. :)

Wow Very nice story did you marry him
 
USAGOLD said:
Wow Very nice story did you marry him
No. We were engaged, but we broke it off before college. IMO we were too young for all of that seriousness and as much as I loved him I was not ready to settle down and have kids when I hadn't even begun to live as an adult yet. How could I be a mother and wife when I was still a child myself? I think it was too much for him as well, but he was stubborn about admitting his reservations in his "Romeo & Juliet" picture of love. That sucked.

I still don't know if I am the sort to marry and make babies. I have always figured that it is something I will do one day, (and that I will have no reservations when it is the right man who asks,) but I have had no real desire for it. Whenever marriage enters the picture ... it is a bond I want but have been unable to commit to.
 
muddpuppy said:
My first time... I was 13 he was 19... I lost my virginity after knowing him only 5 hours... I didnt tell him i was a virgin that night... Needless to say it was rough and i was hurting.


I am sorry it was not a pleasent first time... :rose: x100
 
Moon Dragon said:
I wanted to wait for the right guy. I wanted it to mean something and I was determined to not simply toss my cherry at a guy simply because he was hot like my cherry was nothing. The first person will be with you forever in a way, I was told, and I believed that. I didn't want to forever remember some idiot that I only knew for a week. I was 17 and he was 16. We had been dating for months and building up gradually from kissing to heavy petting, but while I had touched his dick I never wanted to look at it ... I'm not sure why except that I was afraid.

When we finally decided to go all the way ... or rather I decided since he was ready long before I was, (he was so patient and understanding about this too and I loved him for that,) and he took his pants off I almost screamed. My eyes were bugging out. I thought to myself, "He is going to put THAT inside me?!!! There is no way this is going to work!" And it did take quite allot of coaxing and he had to back off a few times and work me up more before we could finally start.

It hurt, but not like I had expected it to. I don't even know if pain is the right word for the sensation, but he was huge, (later we measured him at 12 1/2 by 2 1/2,) and I am very small. There was a feeling of pressure and an uncomfortable stretching feeling. He was slow about it and since it was his first time too I think he didn't expect there to be so much resistance either. And I'm sure that in my nervousness I was unconsciously contracting. Anyway, it took a long time before he was completely inside me and we stayed like that for awhile trying to get used to the strangeness of it. My hands were clamped down on his ass holding him against me and when he started to pull back I said something like, "Oh god, not yet," and held him still. So he waited until I was ready before he began to move slowly inside of me.

It was uncomfortable the whole time and part of me wanted to stop, but even with all of the discomfort I was enjoying it. Thankfully, it didn't last long. He knew even wihout asking that it hadn't been as good for me and he wanted to do other things for me. I was touched that he would think of me but I wanted him to just hold me. I was still struggling to make sense of what had just happened. I knew that it would only get better from then on, but it was all so new and strange that I didn't want anything except the reassurance that he cared for me.

We dated for the next few years and we really did love each other ... we still do in a very special way. From time to time we have re-entered each other's lives and relived the past together much in the same way that long lost friends will enjoy a cup of coffee together and discuss old haunts. And I am always glad that I waited and gave my cherry to him. :)

aw that is so sweet and a tear jerker too...I love a good love story and that chapter of your life made me cry...but a good cry :) :rose: :kiss:
 
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