From my old blog in 2005....

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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

A Compilation of Post-Virginity Recollections

I collected these from people I know, some time ago and still enjoy reading....perhaps you will too. I love the various reactions and experiences....quite a vast range....mines in there as well...it was such a stupid experience....no magic involved WHATSOEVER. - Jen

 
  • Lame. Just incredibly lame. Actually, at the time, I thought it was good of course. Retrospectively I realize that she was little more than a living corpse! It was damn near necrophilia.
  • I was 18, all graduated and living on my own, and fed up of all the *mystery* so, drunk me went out one night on the prowl, back then I could *prowl* -- I was cuter then. I wind up with this British soldier. I forget his name Oliver *something* Platt?? irrelevant. Anyway, uncircumcised which @ the time made no difference as I was not the penis expert I am now (I actually prefer the uncut penis as a grown up, because I know YOU wanted to know that) haha - well, it was not as QUICK as one may have thought but at the end of it it was like *hmmmmmm well that is some overrated shit*- He was kind enough to be quoted saying after once the lights were on *wow, you're actually kinda cute in the light* and he went on to ARGUE with me that I wasn't a virgin, said I didn't feel like one so I must be lying HAHAH yeah because we all lie about that shit, doi!
  • dry
  • I was a lot older than you might think. Though I did my first 69 at the tender age of 12, I didn't do the nasty until 18. I was at my first college party, at a friends boyfriends apartment. She decided that she needed to show me around. We went into the bedroom and she literally jumped on me and wrapped her legs around my waist. She was a frantic little animal. It lasted about 5 minutes and I walked out disheveled and wondering what the hell had just happened. She dumped him and we dated for a while until I dumped her for her less psychotic sister. It was like I was 14 again.
  • My first time was on an island on a lake in Central Ontario. It was during a canoe trip at summer camp when I was quite young(14) and Karen (my future 1st wife) was the same age. We along with 6 other campers and two counselors had been marooned on this island due to an unexpected storm which had swamped our canoes. When we beached we were all soaked to the bone. Karen and I had been an "item" for almost 2 years. We had explored each other's bodies but had never had the right circumstances to "do it". Nothing like sharing a sleeping bag, huddled beside an open fire, on Blueberry Island, to give you the right circumstances. Back then (1971) condoms were not part of the equation. (Indeed, except for women named Lori, I have never had to use such things.) I remember a lot of foreplay. Neither one of us were sure that we wanted to "go all the way". Finally, I did the "manly thing". We lay together for quite some time before I finally came. I remember feeling quite satisfied. Afterwards, she was quite upset with me for the mess I made. Being a small island, our friends were likewise occupied and found her outburst quite humorous. I "cleaned" the sleeping bag by tossing it into the lake. To this day, I have a special hankering for berries after sex. Of course we were married 3 years later and divorced a year and half after that. I am reluctant to rate the lovers that I have had. As a first time experience it was special. She was certainly a very pretty lady and I was a still growing lad. As a couple, we never progressed past the basics. That was left to others. As a footnote, the reason for my divorce (Joan) was also on that Island that night.
  • Do we have to give an age here? Well I was... ummm.. nevermind...Well the first time was one of the good ones, and I didn't have much good experiences. Needless to say I didn't climax, but the atmosphere made up for it. He was 21, nice apartment, silk sheets and a water bed. He made a romantic dinner and went very slow. So afterwards we took a shower. (The part I liked the best). Well I was with this guy for about 6 months and that was the only good time. He was a lousy lover when he wasn't teaching. LOL But I always loved the showers.
  • You're done?
  • god most were awful let alone the first..... Danny Buckley, he was in grade 10..... broke up with him and he busted into our house on my birthday, 4 days after Christmas and stole our Christmas presents. I knew it was him, fucker was lucky I'm not a rat.
  • Let's just say I barely remember it, ha! There's this one guy I do remember vividly, wonder what ever happened to him?
  • part 1 of first time = anti-climactic/embarrassing part 2 of first time - not bad/hot and sweaty
  • Actually, it was about as OK as can be expected. Exciting, fascinating, scary as hell, but certainly poor as sex. Men with no experience should NEVER try it with women with no experience. Spring break, grade 11. She, my girlfriend my last two years in high school, was camping in a tent in her back yard. I snuck over at midnight, scared to death for some reason, that her dad would catch me sneaking through his yard. The actual chances of that happening were remote, as he was a beer drunk and usually dead to the world by 9:00. Anyways, we had talked about it for months, and being the nerds that we were, she had already been to a session at planned parenthood and we had researched the whole thing together and were all set. We thought. The first hour of making out was great, except that by 1:00 AM, I'm about to die from a savage case of pain from having a hard on for two or three days, and the cheap red wine that I had stolen from my moms bedroom closet was giving me intestinal troubles that obviously could not be dealt with in a tent in a back yard...... So when she finally decides she's ready to "do it", I am already uncomfortable. And then its like trying to force the most delicate part of your body into,...... well, you get the picture. I thought it was only supposed to hurt for girls. BS. When I finally crawled out of there at four, I thought I was going to pass out when I had to get down on all fours to get underneath the barbed wire fence. At school the following Monday she told me she was amazed at how much it hurt, but wanted to try again the coming weekend. I wasn't so sure.
  • itchy...........
  • Cum or Curse -It was a cold winters eve in my bedroom in the basement at my parents house. I had been giving blowjobs for weeks (cause that's NOT sex) and I finally decided that I would "DO IT". Many Many days of saying I would then didn't must have driven my boyfriend insane. My boyfriend was a sweet heart. He was a bit younger than I and as sweet and considerate as a 15 year old can be. So, 3 months of daily foreplay and finally we decide to get totally naked. I could hear my brothers playing hockey outside. We were a little worried that they would need a 3rd man, We kept the noise to nil and the door locked. We could also hear my mother upstairs making dinner and yelling at the dog. Not the most arousing or comforting noises but it had been 3 months of petting and enough was enough. His moves were somewhere in-between Disney sweetheart from the 50's and porno stud(his dad had a huge collection). Nice enough experience for sure. The slow taking off of clothing, impatient kissing and rubbing, slightly fumbly condom application...about 1 solid minute of poking for the right hole.(seemed like 15 minutes) and...AHHHH!!! I can't believe people do this. This hurts so much. We made it through somehow and he had an orgasm of course. My first orgasm was not to occur until SOME TIME LATER (try 1998...special thanks to Womyn's Ware)We, of course, continued having sex until we split a couple years later. It wasn't until I had sex with a couple other that I found out that this first love had a GIGANTIC PENIS. I had sex with him again in my early 20's and could not even finish because his dick had grown to such incredible proportions. He is married now. I wonder how they fit. This is one case where a big dick was just too big!!!! Cum or Curse? You decide.
  • My first time was "pathetic and very, very lame" lol. Afterwards I still remember thinking something like "is that it?! What's the big deal!" Luckily for me its gotten better over time.
  • Hmmm, if I could remember it, I'd share it with you for sure.
  • I was a bleeder. Was covered in blood from my stomach to my thighs. I bled for the first couple of months...every stinking time. You may all call me the hymen queen now.