24, about 2 months ago.
We were falling in love, then he decided he didn't want to be "tied down" right now, and acted like a douche two weeks later. I don't think he was lying; I think he was legitimately having emotional issues. It still really hurt though. He also had ej.
16, north of Copenhagen, Denmark. Had been going out with him for a week, and took the opportunity to go back to his place, while we were at a party at a nearby apartment. My call - wanted to get it over with. Went back to the pary afterwards, and told my best friend, who shared in my joy/relief
obviously a false story. you realized that if your girlfriend was 16 like you were, then her mom would have had her when she was 15. also, how do you mistake 40 for 31?
Furthermore, that qualifies in any state as statutory rape. This isn't a forum for victims of sexual crime. What you say can and will be used against you. Every word you write has consequences.
whoever the hell you might be, I'd tell you to f*ck off now. Unless registered members can see more about a poster than you, and unless you happen to be an admin or otherwise can see IPs, then you DON'T know details, like for example, if he lives in the states or not. If he doesn't than you probably don't know jack shit about the laws in his country, which might not even be the country the guy lost his virginity. In my country the minimum age for sex, given consent, is 14. Enough said from me.
At age 19 (in Alexandria, Virginia), late into the evening of the nation's bicentennial, with a woman a few years old than I, who at the time I barely knew within my circle of friends: for the next five days with her I caught up for a lot of lost time...
17, to my lovely boyfriend, on my bed in my room. We had been dating for 6 months at the time and we had been planning it for a while. It didn't happen exactly the way we expected (in accordance to location and whatnot) but it was still quite lovely. We're still together 2 years later.
Last month in my bedroom. I'm 25. Judge me if you want, I don't care. I was seduced by an amazing guy and it was so damn good. And now, a whole month later, I know the difference between "having sex" and "making love". Be jealous.
16 at the time, he was 17. Both naked, and not planning to have sex, just make out etc. But it slipped in.
High point? Him whispering to me, 'Is it in? Are we having sex?'
16, with a really close friend of mine. We'd grown super close over the summer and ended up doing it on my couch while my mom was at work. The whole experience was disastrous, but honestly, it was special. I lasted probably about 20 seconds, no condom. We had to rush over to PP for plan b after freaking out for about an hour. After that was all done, I thought it was over, butI forgot how clever my mom was. Never really knew how she figured it out, but she knew. I was grounded for about a month. Me and the girl started going out about a month later. We fell in love, and were together for a long while, but eventually we fell apart and we no longer talk to each other. I learned a lot from my experiences with her, mostly that it's hard to have a solid relationship that was founded primarily on sex. I've had experiences with other women since then, but she was by far the most meaningful. I think of her often.
19, he was 21. i loved him, he cheated on me and broke my heart, possibly forever. three years later, i'm in love with someone else, but still haunted. be careful.
i just want to comment on the photo project critically if i may. idea's ok, execution is boring, and this websites repetitiveness makes it even more so. that being said, 18 during a huge coming of age abroad.
16, in my mom's minivan, in the parking lot of my middle school, the day before I was supposed to go on birth control. Terrible story, but we're still pathetically in love.
14, cemetery, only place in town that no one ever was...except for that day. Mid thrust I went to whip my hair out of my face and when I did I looked over and saw an old man on a scooter at a grave. He somehow didn't notice us but scared the hell out of both of us. I figured it would be someone who would know my grandmother and she was embarrassed as hell and hid her face behind me after we put our pants back on. All he did was rode by smiled and waved and as far as we know he had no idea...we laughed our asses off
15, Leeds Uk. In a tent in my garden just down the street from a bonfire party my parents and all my neighbours were attending. I was deeply in love with the guy (we'd been 'dating' in that early-teenage sort of way for over a year) but it didn't work out. We stopped talking for a couple of years then turned up at the same college. Five years later we got 'back' together and have been stupidly happy together ever since.
20, Second year in college.
It wasn't her first time. Didn't know enough, she didn't tell me how, what, when. She was in pain. It ended before it started.
It forced me to master the ART.
18, Central Texas, in the front seat of a 1966 Bel Air which was big enough for an orgy. I wasn't sure then that she was a virgin, but I know now she wasn't. Makes me sad. I wanted that double-virgin experience. I was ignorant as could be (this was my first time to cum). There was an ocean of jizz all over the clear vinyl seat cover. I didn't know what it was, but it was awesome. Classic couple teens with nothing else to do in a small town but have sex.
19, drunk, depauw university, in my best friends bed while she was down at the party. the movie "the princess bride" was playing on repeat in the background. first time for us both, but he dumped me 2 weeks later because i didn't want to do it again. it was so awful that i haven't been able to watch the movie since then, and that was 5 years ago.
20, decided I was ready to have sex, my room mate invited some cute losers. One guy was impressed by my ability to quote Grandma's Boy and my love for MGS and TOOL, grabbed my tits, and the rest is history.
16, in my now ex-boyfriend's bed right after our Social diploma. He wanted to wait to make it special for me (he wasn't a virgin) but we got into it and he realized that technically we could do it right then. He asked me a couple of times and we had sex. Hurt like all hell for the first little bit.
Me 15, him 19, boyfriend's mom's house. He said "are you waiting for me to say I love you before you have sex with me?" I wasn't old enough to know that wasn't the same thing as him telling me he loved me. Bad sex for the next five years, mediocre sex for the next five, beautiful for the last five. He's somewhere in New Jersey in rehab.
14, my Girlfriend the same age, she was clinging all over me, even though it only lasted around 7 minutes. She loved it, from my view point, it was a odd feeling. But I'm rly glad that I used protection ^^ You never know...
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15, in the basement of my boyfriend's house while his parents were sleeping
21, my junior year of college, with a fellow math major
Voluntarily or Involuntarily?
gotta love fried chicken man
I'm 19, college sophomore, hopefully this weekend!
good luck?
I lost my virginity last weekend. (:
I can haz "17, Seattle", please?
You can haz.
24, about 2 months ago.
We were falling in love, then he decided he didn't want to be "tied down" right now, and acted like a douche two weeks later. I don't think he was lying; I think he was legitimately having emotional issues. It still really hurt though. He also had ej.
16 in a graveyard of all places!
Same thing but read mine...its funny
Almost lost it on a trampoline, but the wind chill was a bit too low. Managed to lose it shortly thereafter, indoors, in love. I was 19, she was 21.
19, summer after freshman year. It was with a man who I am still very much in love with.
20, my dorm room, my roommate came in right after we finished... :)
I was 15 - she was too. we were showering together. we were in love.
19, campus wide party. not necessarily a regret, just a thought about what it'd b like if i had actually liked the guy.
Me too.
19, San Angelo, TX, barracks dorm room, future ex-wife: the hottest, coolest woman I'd ever met.
16, north of Copenhagen, Denmark. Had been going out with him for a week, and took the opportunity to go back to his place, while we were at a party at a nearby apartment. My call - wanted to get it over with. Went back to the pary afterwards, and told my best friend, who shared in my joy/relief
14. a birthday gift from my girl friend. her house. floor next to her mothers bed.
21, last month. She was my first real girlfriend. We went at it for over an hour and I still didn't finish. At least I have stamina ;)
20, not yet!
me 16 her 31 my girlfriends mom.
it was awesome.
actually she was 40 sorry
obviously a false story. you realized that if your girlfriend was 16 like you were, then her mom would have had her when she was 15. also, how do you mistake 40 for 31?
Furthermore, that qualifies in any state as statutory rape. This isn't a forum for victims of sexual crime. What you say can and will be used against you. Every word you write has consequences.
whoever the hell you might be, I'd tell you to f*ck off now. Unless registered members can see more about a poster than you, and unless you happen to be an admin or otherwise can see IPs, then you DON'T know details, like for example, if he lives in the states or not. If he doesn't than you probably don't know jack shit about the laws in his country, which might not even be the country the guy lost his virginity. In my country the minimum age for sex, given consent, is 14. Enough said from me.
just to clarify, the above is a reply to "justice patrol" ..
Woah now, calm down there buddy. Justice patrol is making a good point. Blame rb for his fake story.
13, on my boyfriend's neighbor's cabin porch.
At age 19 (in Alexandria, Virginia), late into the evening of the nation's bicentennial, with a woman a few years old than I, who at the time I barely knew within my circle of friends: for the next five days with her I caught up for a lot of lost time...
age 19 (this past january), with my boyfriend of now 6 months. it wasn't perfect, but it was special.
16, on a rock in the woods.
19, to my best friend of 5 years. He left early the next morning and we never hung out again.
17, to my lovely boyfriend, on my bed in my room. We had been dating for 6 months at the time and we had been planning it for a while. It didn't happen exactly the way we expected (in accordance to location and whatnot) but it was still quite lovely. We're still together 2 years later.
Last month in my bedroom. I'm 25. Judge me if you want, I don't care. I was seduced by an amazing guy and it was so damn good. And now, a whole month later, I know the difference between "having sex" and "making love". Be jealous.
16 at the time, he was 17. Both naked, and not planning to have sex, just make out etc. But it slipped in.
High point? Him whispering to me, 'Is it in? Are we having sex?'
19. Still not looking forward to it.
i appreciate the way you think
16, with a really close friend of mine. We'd grown super close over the summer and ended up doing it on my couch while my mom was at work. The whole experience was disastrous, but honestly, it was special. I lasted probably about 20 seconds, no condom. We had to rush over to PP for plan b after freaking out for about an hour. After that was all done, I thought it was over, butI forgot how clever my mom was. Never really knew how she figured it out, but she knew. I was grounded for about a month. Me and the girl started going out about a month later. We fell in love, and were together for a long while, but eventually we fell apart and we no longer talk to each other. I learned a lot from my experiences with her, mostly that it's hard to have a solid relationship that was founded primarily on sex. I've had experiences with other women since then, but she was by far the most meaningful. I think of her often.
19, he was 21. i loved him, he cheated on me and broke my heart, possibly forever. three years later, i'm in love with someone else, but still haunted. be careful.
Unsolicited advice: treat it like a scar. It is not going anywhere, but you can be happy and trusting and in love nonetheless.
20. My boyfriend's couch. The Schwarzenegger film "The 6th Day" was playing. The movie was terrible. We were worse.
:)
Ers- you sound awesome.
i just want to comment on the photo project critically if i may. idea's ok, execution is boring, and this websites repetitiveness makes it even more so. that being said, 18 during a huge coming of age abroad.
16, in my mom's minivan, in the parking lot of my middle school, the day before I was supposed to go on birth control. Terrible story, but we're still pathetically in love.
Intriguing: 16 in middle school? I can only figure out your mom worked there and you were waiting on her.
14, cemetery, only place in town that no one ever was...except for that day. Mid thrust I went to whip my hair out of my face and when I did I looked over and saw an old man on a scooter at a grave. He somehow didn't notice us but scared the hell out of both of us. I figured it would be someone who would know my grandmother and she was embarrassed as hell and hid her face behind me after we put our pants back on. All he did was rode by smiled and waved and as far as we know he had no idea...we laughed our asses off
15, Leeds Uk. In a tent in my garden just down the street from a bonfire party my parents and all my neighbours were attending. I was deeply in love with the guy (we'd been 'dating' in that early-teenage sort of way for over a year) but it didn't work out. We stopped talking for a couple of years then turned up at the same college. Five years later we got 'back' together and have been stupidly happy together ever since.
20, Second year in college.
It wasn't her first time. Didn't know enough, she didn't tell me how, what, when. She was in pain. It ended before it started.
It forced me to master the ART.
16, on his couch after the races while his dad was in bed...i was nervous so it wasnt that great
18, Central Texas, in the front seat of a 1966 Bel Air which was big enough for an orgy. I wasn't sure then that she was a virgin, but I know now she wasn't. Makes me sad. I wanted that double-virgin experience. I was ignorant as could be (this was my first time to cum). There was an ocean of jizz all over the clear vinyl seat cover. I didn't know what it was, but it was awesome. Classic couple teens with nothing else to do in a small town but have sex.
19, drunk, depauw university, in my best friends bed while she was down at the party. the movie "the princess bride" was playing on repeat in the background. first time for us both, but he dumped me 2 weeks later because i didn't want to do it again. it was so awful that i haven't been able to watch the movie since then, and that was 5 years ago.
The stories are ok, but the pictures are fantastic.
21, in college, with a girl that I hardly knew. what I did know was that it was the right time and she was the right one to lose it to.
I love you. :)
14, with a guy i didn't care for that pressured me.
now i'm sleeping with someone i love and i don't care.
15, in his basement with a shit ton of rose petals on the bed and candles on the floor
20, decided I was ready to have sex, my room mate invited some cute losers. One guy was impressed by my ability to quote Grandma's Boy and my love for MGS and TOOL, grabbed my tits, and the rest is history.
16, in my now ex-boyfriend's bed right after our Social diploma. He wanted to wait to make it special for me (he wasn't a virgin) but we got into it and he realized that technically we could do it right then. He asked me a couple of times and we had sex. Hurt like all hell for the first little bit.
Um, never. Not as of yet, anyway (22). Waitin' 'til I get married, or, well, never.
Me 15, him 19, boyfriend's mom's house. He said "are you waiting for me to say I love you before you have sex with me?" I wasn't old enough to know that wasn't the same thing as him telling me he loved me. Bad sex for the next five years, mediocre sex for the next five, beautiful for the last five. He's somewhere in New Jersey in rehab.
14, my Girlfriend the same age, she was clinging all over me, even though it only lasted around 7 minutes. She loved it, from my view point, it was a odd feeling. But I'm rly glad that I used protection ^^ You never know...
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