The girls vag was as big as a steam room? No wonder she didn't make you wear a rain coat, you had no chance of hitting the walls, thus making it impossible to catch disease.
I'd definitely would need two options here. Double Rainbows, then the 9th circle of hell. January 9th, 2003. I was 17, and fucking determined to get laid before I was 18. Out of my 3 best friends, one already beat me and he was two years younger. Jenny, the laid back, multi-ethnic, no bullshit, kinda skater girl who's style could not hide her fucking ridiculous body and exotic looks. She went to my small high school in downtown Chicago, during my senior year, second quarter we both had the same lunch hour, my friend introduced us. I went at this girl for about two weeks just trying to talk to her, she blew me off 50 times, especially since her friend cock blocked me during lunch hours. Eventually I said something like I needed help with my math or I wouldn't graduate on time. Part of her being Asian couldn't resist helping me with algebra! Turns out she lived 6 blocks away, my super religious prude parents hated every girl I've ever talked to but after all the money they spent on failed math tutors they were all for it. Her parents would leave us there, at the dining room table doing math, they would come back we'd still be doing math. Eventually they stopped caring. Eventually the 26 year old she was fucking stopped working out for her, and she decided "Hm, this dick is close, and convenient and he owes me for him getting better grades." After a few start and stop sessions, of her jumping on me. Her parents went to the movies, and we went up to her room. Don't remember the talking, don't remember much foreplay, but I remember giving head like a champ, and cutting her short on the head because she was a professional. Stuck it in doggy style, yeah, what they say about asians is true, holy shit. She kept coming like a firecracker, not because of my virgin ass, every time she came she got tight. Thank god for me memorizing all of Sammy Sosa's baseball stats. Double rainbow...god bless. Then I pulled out, not just blood, but chunks of blood. She was no virgin. She freaked out a little, but not as much as I was. "This never happened before, this never happened before. I'm fine though." We shower, clothes on, go downstairs back to the math. She starts telling me how much bigger the last guys dick was, and how long he lasted. Apparently she didn't want me feeling like this was going to turn into a relationship. A week later, the school hears about it, the other 3 guys she also fucked in the same small high school all walked up to my locker and gave me a play by play of my first time. "She said x didn't she?" "Oh and she sounded like this also?" We ended up dating for 15 months, first loves, convinced me to go to school in NY leaving my friends and family, cheated on me 3 months in, and left me the scarred emotionless asshole I am now. Let me clarify, my best friend of 15 years introduced me to Tucker Max because he said I reminded him of Slingblade, I'm nowhere close but fuck. Spoiler I still suck at math.
My first time was much later than the average age whatever it may be. It was February of this year, can't remember the exact date. It was with my girlfriend and she knew it was my first time. We had done everything except actually having sex many times before. I got her off a couple times first before my 15 seconds of awkward fumbling. That monkey was heavy on my back. In hindsight I made it a much bigger deal than I needed to.
I was the highschool kid with the significantly older boyfriend. What that meant, of course, was that losing my virginity wasn't some awkward giggly "oh my god, a penis/oh my god, a vagina" event. I lost my virginity handcuffed to a wall with a gag in my mouth and a plug in my ass. Go big or go home, I say.
My first time was pretty damn awesome. I'm not entirely sure how long I lasted because keeping track of time was an impossible endeavor at that moment. She claimed she had fun too and who am I to call her a liar right? This all puts aside what happened about an hour before this when she was on top of me on a couch, grinding her panty covered cooch on my naked dick and I came all over my chest. That was embarrassing.
She was significantly more experienced than I was, insatiable, and gave me crabs. 2-1. I've had worse outcomes.
My first time was me, hammered out of my mind, in the back seat of my parents car that was parking outside of the party we were at. The only reason I knew I had my cherry popped was because we woke up naked in the back of the car and she drunkenly mumbled something about it being nice. How do you think it was?
She popped your cherry? Even when I'm blackout drunk I think I'd still manage to run away at the sight of a strapon.
In 1994, I was still sixteen. She was five years older, my supervisor at the camp I worked at (my first job). We got wasted on a sleepover night and I'm pretty sure she mercy fucked me for the hell of it, but I'm a guy and I don't give a shit about that and she was actually hot. I probably lasted as long as it would take a shotgun shell to destroy a watermelon, but that's another thing I didn't give a shit about. I fucked the hottest girl at the camp and you didn't. Did we see each other afterwards? No. If you're out there Allison, thanks for the magical half minute in the leaky Canadian Tire pup tent and sorry I had no candles or romantic music.
My first time was good. Not great, but good. I was eighteen and home from first semester of college and she was a year younger. (yea, still in high school; but we had been messing around for years without sealing the deal.) How ironic to find this thread today. A few weeks ago I was laying on the floor moderately buzzed while watching a movie in the living room and noticed my cell phone lying on the floor within reach. I picked it up and for some reason sent out a few random one word text to three or so girls. ('sex', 'porn', 'naked',). Two of the four responded appropriately with "What?", or "What the hell are you doing?". One responded with "Nuts". The fourth responded with "Let's get it on." Now, I have never been with this girl nor ever even flirted with her. She is the daughter of one my business contacts down in the valley. I met her for dinner last year while down there working and we traded information. That night I uncharacteristically texted and it was fun. She knew I was going to be in town last week and we agreed to "hook up". Over the course of time between she has been texting that she is out buying panties, lube, toys etc. Well, I get down there last week and the logistics were all fucked up. I wound working like a damn dog. No sleep. Maybe fifteen hours in four days. I had no time or interest in interludes, and let her know that. She was understanding and we agreed on next time or just a free weekend road trip. Cue last night when she calls and informs me that while she is "sexually experienced", she also is in fact a VIRGIN. Yea. And while I am fairly experienced sexually (context of Scootah notwithstanding), I have never deflowered a girl before. I got started a little late and there just wasn't many of them around anymore, or it never occurred to me to chase one down. I really wouldn't mind the experience, I'm thinking. At my age, this will likely not rise again. Fuck. Why not? Any advice on breaking hymen? Ladies? Should I even do this? She is fourteen years younger than me.
A 26 year old virgin who has held on to her virginity for all of these years for whatever reason and all of a sudden she is ready to lose it to some guy who texts her out of the blue? Hmm, I am still leaning towards no
Hush you. I come to the Idiotboard for entertainment. And thus I'm eagarly awaiting Nitwit's contributions to the Rant/Rave thread a month from now when he's complaining that his hookup is claiming to be pregnant, how his car's been vandalized, how he has to duck his former business partner to avoid getting his ass kicked, or even maybe just having an amusing story to tell. By all means Nitwit, hit it before the opportunity passes you by. Those red flags are there to be ignored.
I know what you mean. Morally, I think I'm OK. There's just something........not.......quite...........
All very good points, I stand corrected. Carry on please. (and for the record, I had absolutely no moral objection to this, two consenting adults and all of that)
My first time was when I was 17 with my ex-wife, and it was awesome (at least compared to some of the horror stories on here). We did it at this house that my dad used to own and was trying to sell. It was bareback, and I lasted 12 minutes (I wasn't timing myself, but there was a movie playing [Taxi Driver, if anyone is interested], and later I counted the elapsed time between two scenes), and I shot a huge load on her lower stomach and in her belly button. Couldn't ask for more than that. The next day I had some awful lower back pain to remind me of the incident, but I didn't mind.