Not Losing Your VirginityThink back, way back, to when you were a spotty virgin.* It was all a bit overwhelming, wasn't it? I remember going to see a band as a teenager and standing behind a girl who I kinda liked, but who had been showing a lot of interest in a friend for the past week. She reached back and squeezed my leg.
I panicked. Brain decided that she'd clearly made a mistake and thought I was my friend: "Er, you've got the wrong bloke"
It was hours before I worked out what was going on.
So, tell us the stories of when you failed to lose your virginity - whether through your own ineptitude or simply because they scared the bejesus out of you.
* Apologies to spotty virgins out there. Wash.
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chthonic, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
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virginity, huh, what is it good for...I was a 'late developer' as my mum & dad probably said. Fat, specky, hopelessly pathetic, I somehow managed to find my self one night round at a friend. Best friends wife, out of nowhere, asked me if I wanted to lose my cherry? (it had been a bone of contention amongst my friends for a good while). I was obviously wracked with guilt and horn, so said yes. She feigned tiredness, I gave her a lift 'home'. Back at mine, we prepared for sex. She asked me if I had a big cock, which even at the time didn't seem the best judged thing to say. We did it, it was crap, and just to make matters worse, two flatmates pushed past the chest of drawers I had wedged the door shut with, just to look in after the fact and go "oh, my god he's with someone. Oh my god, it's her".
Still haven't the heart to tell him that his wife took my cherry, though perversly I found out years later she had done the same thing to another mate. Dear oh dear....
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normix, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 23:54,
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