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what do you guys remember about when you lost your viginity. I remember wanting to do it again. Me and my girlfriend screwed all afternoon....until my parents came home!

I would love to hear your favourite or worst memory.

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As I recall being told.... there was a great deal of screaming involved and this thing that I did with my teeth requiring around a dozen stitches...

What? You think I plucked Killer out of thin air? *grinning toothily* I came by it honestly.
 
I remember not knowing if it was before, during, or after the act, or even what the hell was going on. LOL
 
I remember saying it hurt so much and why do people want to do this..... Thank God its better now or we would all be in trouble. LOL
 
Tiggs, that sounds like you were with me..........Thats about how it went for me.........
 
I was so nervous I couldn't get it up. The poor girl just bout knocked herself out trying to get it up for me. I finally got it about half hard and slipped it in. From there on the experience pretty much matched the Wizard's!
 
My boyfriend at 16 pestered me about doing the deed until I finally gave in, thinking "What the hell, let's get this over with." So we did some petting until he was hard, but once we got the condom on, he kinda lost the erection. He got on top and humped away anyhow, never quite making it inside. I just kept thinking "When is he going to stop?"
We got better with practice, but it was never more than typical high school sex, where the thrill is simply the fact of getting laid.
 
I remember wanting more and more and more and more and more and more and more and mroe and more and more.

You know what. I still do :D
 
I can associate with that one Xander.

Not too sure about the mroe though? Can't say I ever had any calling for that one.
 
Mroe? He's a kid in my third grade class. Wore glasses, was allergic to milk. Ate bugs on the playground for a quarter. Always wondered what happened to him - guess he moved to Denmark.
 
Flagg & Laurel

LOL you two.
hahahahahahhahahahahahaha sure sure sure. Laugh it up.
JUst make jokes about my little spelling mistakes.

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I'm with you Tiggs baby. I was like, "Whoa.. waitasec.. Did I just lose my virginity?" But I didn't have a lot of time to ponder the question because he wanted a blowjob. I had to ask him later.. I was half-asleep so I don't recall if he took it as an affront to his manhood or not. Personally, if the fuck only lasts a minute and a half, I don't CARE if they take it as a personal affront or not.
 
I remember thinking the second year guys on my team are gonna let me hang out with them now.

Seriously.

I was freakin' fourteen it was important.

Then I really wanted to do it again.

The total elapsed time for these thoughts was about 1.2 seconds. Which is only slightly less time than the act itself.
 
I remember.....

:p
 
Stoned out of my mind, at a Peter, Paul & Mary concert, to the tune of "Puff, the Magic Dragon". Details later.
 
It was the night of my Junior Prom.
I was drunk off my ass.
All I remember is seeing the vienna sausage-sized penis and thinking, "I finally give in, and this is what I get? Well, at least it won't hurt."
 
I've told the story before. I remember being drunk, 16, and doing it on her parent's bed, and marking the moment, clearly, in my head of when I entered her and saying (silently) "This is it!"

God, I'm so dramatic I'm surprised I didn't take a bow.
 
We were at a party; we went into an unoccupied room. We undressed, and he told me I wasn't really pretty, but I'd "do;" I'd made some improvement.

He wanted a blow job, and critiqued the performance; then he decided I was worthy, and it hurt like hell. He told me to stop crying; nothing hurt that much.

Afterward, he got dressed and told me to hurry up; he wanted to get me home.

All through that, Stairway to Heaven was playing in the background.

I have to wonder why I still like men . . .
 
Damn, CreamyLady, that's dreadful "first time" memory. I'm so sad for you, and all the others who've had such awful firsts. I'm definitely into revenge, and hope that s.o.b. has had what he deserves out of life.

My own first wouldn't sell a book. I was 14 or 15, had a steady with whom I'd petted a lot. Like Siren said, whines, begging, pleading, promises ("Oh, honey, I'll take care of you--don't worry.") And all the rest of the happy horseshit that goes along with it.

We were supposed to be at a party with my parents at another house, and I had forgotten something so we went to my home to get it. Being in an empty house, he really put the pressure on, and I was tired of fighting, so I thought "Ok, why not." I found out why not. It stunk. Over in 30 seconds (that's the best part). I was sticky, bloody and had to change clothes. Had a heck of a time explaining to Mother why I had to change clothes while in an empty house with my boyfriend.

After that, he was a constant pest. Until about a year later, I was sitting astride him in the backseat of the car and had my first orgasm. OK, Now I Know! I cried. I've cried a lot since, but I remember that cry as one of the best.
 
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