how did you loose it?

Just wondering if anyone wanted to share how they lost their virginity…always makes for a good story. hehe

 

it was a nice bathroom..and a nice rolling stones fan...in a nice bar...
it wasn't all that nice though...

 

I was still a virgin when I went in the military. I made a date with a nympho who kept calling the pay phone just outside our barracks. She'd do anybody, anywhere, any time, so I figured I'd have no problem. I didn't.

 

i had sex.

 

news years day with the famous fellow band member girlfriend

really makes me love the U2 song "New Years Day"

 

I lost it to my kayaking tour guide when i was on vacation a few years back. the last night of the trip i snuck out and lost it and then we went clubbing till 5 in the morning...afterwards we kissed in the rain and said goodbye. ive seen him once since then, but its the perfect way for me to lose it because my memory of him will never change

 

Hotel staircase, after one of those nice cheesy teen dances.

 

a shallow creek in the woods

 

a nice cosy bedroom on Christmas day... it was great but we had to use A LOT of lotion

 

i actually waited a really long time. i met my guy when i was 17 and he was 21 and we dated for 10 months before we had sex. it was on my 18th birthday, and it was so sweet! he knew my dream was to do it on a blanket on this one hill that overlooks the town, so we went on a picnic and when it got dark enough to see the stars, we went and did it in the back of his truck. he was so cute about it and i can honestly say it was definatly a great experience. yay!

 

I met this girl on a cruise in the Caribbean, and a few days later we ended up having sex all the way up on the top of the court at the very height of the ship; the one where you can't go any higher and there are only lawnchairs, which are completely abandoned at 3 A.M. =)

 

down the plug hole

 

Well, I was 18 years old. My husband (then boyfriend) and I were up at his music studio, candles lit around the room, Champa incense burning, The Doors playing on the stereo and it happened on the couch that made into a bed.

 

It was July 14th. Bastille Day. About ten. I snuck out of the house on a whim and met my boyfriend in a field. We had a tent, but it was warm, so we stretched out on blankets under the stars and lit a few candles. We were both virgins, and deeply in love. It was such a beautiful night and everything was perfect, and I told him I wanted to make love to him.

It was so wonderful and beautiful, but it hurt like hell, and afterward I cried silently, and he held me. I think it was the most bittersweet moment of my life so far.

We're still together and we spend practically every waking minute together . . . and tomorrow we're celebrating the three-month anniversary of Bastille Day in a presumably naughty way.

 

For a minute I thought you said that you were 10 years old!

 

Haha. I meant ten o'clock. That would be fucked up.

 

LOL, well anyways, I was camping and I was 16 (bieng the horny little boy that i was) I lost it to a girl I met at the campgrounds, I snuck out of a cabin to meet her at 3 in the morning and we started having sex on a picnic table, then ran to a field in our skibbys, and just layed in a huge wide open field, and did it again. good times

 

It was on our 5 month anniversery, just a few months back actually...

It was a rather chilly night, beautiful none the less, we layed a circle of stones on the top of the hill , with incence burning all around, and candles flickering out in the wind on each little stone. We stood at opposite sides of the circle, and took off our clothes, then walked a branch pathway to the center, where we sat and exchanged gifts we had made for eachother. We shared our love in that circle... it was so beautiful.

Then we held eachother, and as she fell asleep I told her a story, fresh from my heart. Eventually I illustrated and wrote it into a homemade book for our 6 month anniversery.

Then we shivered half asleep until we eventually caved and ran to the nearby trailer on my land.

 

Last summer, July 11th. I thought I was terribly in love with him, we had been dating almost 4 months and we were sitting out at our special place in some campgrounds out by a part of the lake that had dried up. It was absolutely beautiful down there, though, very serene and fairly private. We had fooled around a little beforehand and we still had time to kill and were bored so I sat and thought for a good long time, then decided to have at it. So, we went to the very back of his Land Rover, pushed the backseat up and went for it. I didn't even think he'd fit in there, but he made it work and as soon as he entered, I made him get out. Hurt like a bitch. It wasn't beautiful, it wasn't romantic at all, and I really kind of regret it now. I wish I had waited for my current love to come along, though when we first had sex, it was beautiful. I suppose for that, I'm fortunate.

 

Well, first of all, I just picked him out. I just decided "It's time for me to start having sex." I was 16. I had been hooking up with this kid up in the mountainsmy family goes on vacation to this lake.

That night I camped out with him and like 10 other people. And when we were in the tent, I said "I want to have sex right now." And we tried...it was pretty sad to say the least, and not really pleasurable...not because it was painful, but just very awkward and clumsy.

Thank God there's at least one thing that can improve with age