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  • I was 25. It was my birthday. I'd been seeing my boyfriend for about a year. I didn't start out intending to have sex, but I must admit that I had thought about it. I had wanted him for a while, but I was raised to wait for marriage. Still, on this particular day my desire for him was especially strong.

    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. I couldn't resist anymore.

    He had mentioned to me a few times that he had an urge to make love to me, but that he respected my feelings enough not to pursue it. I had felt the urge too, but I had always managed not to succumb to it. Somehow, this day felt different, though I didn't realize why.

    He started to make small, subtle advances and I barely noticed. Or maybe I didn't want to notice. The wet kisses passed unnoticed. He mentioned again that he had been thinking a lot about making love to me lately. 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. So I gave in. I was scared, nervous, uncomfortable, but exhilarated, happy, excited, and curious. I actually found myself looking forward to it. I was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure and the romantic moment.

    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 undies and climbed on the bed next to me. I was tingling. After a little foreplay, I took his underpants off. Then we curled up and gave each other oral simultaneously. We did that for about half an hour.

    Then I rolled over on my back and he went inside. We had intercourse for quite a long time. He was very good, and he told me he enjoyed it too. I had two or three orgasms and he came too. It was excellent! He was very good! It was passionate and romantic, about as good as a girl's first time can be.

    Afterwards, I felt a mix of emotions: sadness, exhilaration, excitement, disappointment, deep romance, nervousness, peace, a bit of regret, but also happiness, satisfaction, and a myriad of other feelings. It was all something of a jumble.

    It was a wonderful first experience, very romantic and tender. He was patient and he was very good. I felt like part of me had just died, but I also felt like I had just started an exciting new adventure, one I would enjoy many times afterwards. What a great birthday present!

  • I was 12 with my friends brother and she caught us

    • That’s young, how old was he?

    • He was 18

    • Did you consent?

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  • Seventeen

  • 16 at a party. I felt so bad because we were fucking on top of the guest's coats.

    • That must of been hot doing so close ro people

    • No one came in the room until the end. They were not happy we were on their coats. lol

    • Did you orgasm the first time?

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  • i was 17 and she was over for a sleepover and we got curious and played around

    • Awesome

    • @nervzgrl did you like sleeping with a girl?

    • yes i did

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  • PM me, but you already know

  • I was 18

  • 10 my friend's brother.

  • 17 to my hs boyfriend after a big dance.

  • At 21

  • 15 with my best guy friend that I've been friends with for like half my life. We were getting ready to go to a party and we had to change clothes. I told him I didn't care as long as he didn't so we changed together in the same room. I saw him get hard and he noticed i saw. I pretended I was going to change my bra too and took it off, and he took off his underwear to change it.

    Basically, we didn't end up going to the party and just stayed in his room the whole night instead.

    • Sounds better than the party

    • It definitely was, but we missed the live band the kid's parents hired (they were rich)

  • I was 16. I had wanted to lose it to my boyfriend for a while but we never seemed to have a place to do it with the privacy we would need. After school, there was about a 40 minute window before his mom got home from work where we could be alone at his house. It wasn’t an ideal scenario but that’s how I lost it. Then we regularly started having sex after school. We always had to be quick about it, which sucked but such is life as a teen.