I was in love =]
I was going to wait until marriage though me, and my soon to be hubby were friend's
since we were on training wheels, honest we started dating when I was 14
on, and off again though it got serious when I was 17 around that age =]
One night though we were at his house, home alone in the kitchen , and I was putting chocolate syrup on some ice cream since we were making sundays, and I went to shake the bottle since it seemed empty though the lid wasnt on tight enough, and it went splashing onto my neck, and cleavage since I was wearing a tank top, he laughed at me then playfully came over to me while I was pouting, and started to lick/kiss the chocolate off , I was giggling like a little kid since we never went further than kissing, then it just felt differently it started to get serious he just gave me this look like everything was ok , knowing I wanted to wait till marriage, it just seemed right he never once pressured me into intercourse so I knew it was okay I had this little tick in my stomach, my heart was fluttering feeling at the top of a roller coaster scared of heights, next thing you know I was lifted up onto the counter top doing the usual kissing, touching, it got so sensual, passionate not hot and heavy horny sex, then I playfully pulled him into his bedroom laid there, and told him I wanted him to be my first so he took my virginity two years later proposed on christmas =]
It was just that look that made me think it was okay.
though I can't stay off of him now we have sex every night!
he doesn't seem to mind haha ;]
Nice story.
That is such a good story! :)
It was my birthday. I'd been seeing my boyfriend for about a year. I didn't start out intending to have sex. I had wanted him for a while, but I was raised to wait for marriage.
My boyfriend said he had a very special birthday present for me, so we went to his house. There he carried out a well executed seduction. I was more than a bit reluctant, but I was in love with him, so eventually his gentle persistence won me over. He was kind, sweet, romantic, gentle, and persistent and respectful of my feelings and eventually my resistance fell away.
He started to make small, subtle advances and I barely noticed. Gradually, the advances got more direct and forward. Somewhere along the line, I started to say no and it came out OK. That's when I knew it was time. I was surprised, but I knew I was ready, due to his persistence. I actually found myself looking forward to it.
I sent him out of the room, then I stripped my way up the stairs, leaving a boot at the foot of the stairs, another boot a couple of steps up, my dress a couple of steps after that, my pantyhose a step up from there, my bra at the top of the stairs, and my panties hanging on the doorknob of the bedroom.
I waited completely naked on the bed, wrapped in a sheet. He quickly stripped down to his shorts and climbed on the bed. I stripped them off and we made passionate love for about an hour.
It was about as good as a girl's first time could be.
My boyfriend at the time and I were moving quickly, and got pretty far pretty early on. Basically everything but sex. Then it was christmas break and I didn't see him for three weeks. It killed me, and I know it was killing him. I got back to school on the sunday night, we talked for awhile and thought we should wait. Then, the wednesday after we got into a fight. It was something stupid about a tv show, but I had gone through some bad stuff at home, and wasn't really in a great mood. I went to his room to answer a phone call, and when I hung up he was standing there. He apologized and said "it's more than that show, isn't it? " and I broke down and told him everything. He was so supportive and right at that moment I knew I wouldn't ever regret having sex with him. So later that night, I told him so, and we did it. Hurt like hell. It was terrible really, but things got better haha. We ended up breaking up, but I don't regret it at all. At the time, it was a great decision, and we're still friends. :P
I was 19, horny as all living hell, and was my last night as a civilian before leaving for the Army. The girl I was seeing had no intention of staying with me so that night, we made out in a dark grassy park. I was blown away at the experience! Despite the fact I was a virgin, I was enthralled at the joy and pleasure. I was never going to wait until marriage and was trying to get laid since age 13(with no success). I felt that if I am to die for my country, I wasn't going to die a virgin.
After that memorable night, I denounced religion and the whole stuff about morals and purity. Why? I was furious at this ideology about waiting. I felt lied to and purposely left out by society that it took so long for me to have sex(being short and black didn't help my dating chances either). I declared sex was too good for waiting for that one and only person in life and encourage people everywhere that sex was never a bad thing, just an ideal that is horribly twisted by church and close-minded idiots. My quest for sex was increased with vigor after that night! My banner for god sex and love flies high with pride and determination!
True story.
Good for you. I think our country is starting to get it. It will be interesting to see what happens in a dozen years when the current age group has less political power.
Well I wanted to wait tell I was married cause that's the way I was raised but I also wanted to know what it felt like and I didn't want to be 18 and still a virgin so I had sex a weeks before my 18th birthday and I'm thankful I did cause it would have sucked if I waited tell I was married and had no idea what I was doing lol
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What's Your Opinion? Sign Up Now!I recently lost my virginity. I was never going to wait till marriage(never saw myself getting married). I met this guy, started dating him. he's a few years older, and I had never done more than light pecks before!
He was going to wait until marriage to have sex(he thinks of sex as penetration and ejaculation, not just intercourse)
I new he wanted to do more, but he was wiling to wait, and promised to never hurt me whenever he thought I was worried. we now have sex all the time( my choice), and are talking about spending our lives together.
Good for you. Congratulations.
umm.actually it was after a fight with my first bf. it was in a study room in a university library. it was absolutely horrible as the floor and table were cold. lol mind you the windows got some good steam. thank god we were on the 12th floor.
I just wanted to see what the big fuss was all about. After, I was like. Ouch (broken hymen) then I was like. "that's it? ". I have no regrets, I was protected and responsible.
Hope you don't mind an answer that's way after the time you asked this question. I had sex for the first time for a number of reasons, which were: I was trying to get over someone else, I was curious, I viewed staying a virgin until marriage as pointless (almost annoying even) so I guess I was looking for someone right to give it up to, but at the same time (this might seem like an oxymoron compared to the first reason) I also cared a lot for my current boyfriend and wanted to show to him and share the feelings for him that were growing in intensity inside me. He is the sweetest guy and I certainly don't regret a thing :)
I think that is as good a reason as any to have sex. Congratulations!
I don't even know what love is anymore. I still love him!
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