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Let's explode some myths here. Personally, I ended up severely bruised from, erm, over exertion and was so embarrassed I hid for days. I really fancied her too.

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(, Thu 3 Mar 2005, 8:37)
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Daddies little girl
We did it on my Dad's study floor.

Whenever I'm home and see my dad working on his computer I feel guilty about tainting that spot with my drunken antics.
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 13:05, Reply)
For those who feel left out...
and in the spirit of solidarity I'll admit that I haven't yet. Still waiting for the right person...

Yes, I know that sounds dumb, especially from a 22yr old male but it's true. There have been a few close calls and I've done pretty much everything but the final act but I've just never felt comfortable with any of them so far... maybe because they're all Essex slappers.

I still shudder at the memories of some girl trying to rape me! She chased me down the corridor to the bathroom, I tried to escape out the window but she pinned me down.

Obviously you can't hit a girl but I think it's okay to push them over when she's off balance on top of you (thank god for trouser buttons).

Sorry for length

[Edit] Reading all of these, how many lost it whilst drunk? Alcohol: The ultimate aphrodisiac
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 11:43, Reply)
I think it has to be done with class!
I was wearing a hat at the time. yes - a hat! Not a baseball cap or somesuch, but a proper hat. And socks. And nothing else.

And she was a posh girl to boot.
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 10:27, Reply)
Should I be ashamed?
I think not. However, you decide.

I am the proud loser of my virginity to my brothers then girlfriend at the tender age of 16 (prior to this, the odd grope was the best I'd achieved). She plied me with alcohol (Merrydown cider) and proceeded to take advantage of me. The killer moment for me was when she exclaimed, mid-coitus, "You're a virgin, aren't you!". To this day I am unsure if my brother knows, and I'm a little afraid to ask!

Jeanette, if you're reading this (i doubt it somehow) you know who you are ;)
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 4:15, Reply)
Yay me
I lost it at 16, and it was about a month ago, give or take a few days, I can't remember. I lost it to a girl I now love with all my heart. We had only started talking about a week before (well, she started speaking to me, I'm a little shy :/), and we'd come back to my house from school for lunch. Things led onto other things and the next thing I knew, we were having sex. On my own bed. In my own room. In the house where I live. I'd always thought I'd lose it somewhere else...

Anyway, yay me.
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 4:08, Reply)
It was all sort of... accidental.
It was about three years ago. A (female) friend that I hadn't met for ages called me and asked if I wanted to have a coffee with her that afternoon. Of course, I said. She's pretty good looking and an all-around nice girl. So I met her at a coffee shop a couple of blocks from her place at around five o'clock.
I didn't end up shagging her.
Instead, some of her friends dropped by. We exchanged pleasantries, shared cigarettes and generally had a nice time. I talked a lot to one of the girls, we liked the same music and both played the bass.
Suddenly, and I can't remember why, me and her left the coffee shop and walked to my place. We ate a very improvised dinner (toast), talked all night and (once again without me remembering how) ended up in bed. She thought I was experienced and of course I was too embarrased to confess that I was in fact a virgin. But in retrospect, it was actually pretty good sex. At the time, I was scared shitless.
I didn't sleep that night and went to school the next day, tired and confused but somehow happy.
I never saw that girl again.
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 0:19, Reply)
i got to lose it twice!!
it was many years ago, or at least more than i care to get specific about and the gentleman in question was...oh shall we say...tiny, at least he was where it counted.

now i realize there are different degrees of smallness, but at the time i had never seen a naked penis before so i had nothing to compare it to and could not appreciate the exceptional size of what was being presented before me. it was about 3 1/2 inches hard and about as thick as one of my petite super girly thumbs.

he was on top of me, flailing around and i couldnt feel a thing but was too polite to mention it. i had heard rumours that it was supposed to hurt and be bloody and all that and was left feeling a little dissapointed. i thought, "is that all there is?"

we broke up 3 months and 30 or so repeat sex acts later and it wasnt until i had gotten together with my second boyfriend that i was schooled. one afternoon, some squeaky whimpering and set of blood stained sheets later i had finally popped my cherry.

to this day i seldom think of that first experience, unless i happen to be served a cocktail weanie, in which case it all comes flooding back.
(, Sun 6 Mar 2005, 0:06, Reply)
Funny, that song was playing for me too :D

It should be the official losing of virginity song!
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 23:05, Reply)
So I'd been dating this guy my senior year of high school. He was a major prick who felt put-upon and unappreciated no matter what, and I broke up with him badly (I bungled it) just as we were about to go to the same university.

He had managed to persuade me that I was a walking collection of flaws, blunders, sheer bitchiness, and failures. So when, one summer afternoon between high school and university, he came on to me and we ended up going to bed, I thought "Why not? It's not like anyone else will ever want to sleep with me." (This is a man who was in danger of passing the 300-pound line. No, I don't know what I was thinking.)

So I get on top, he squeezes his eyes shut and humps. After a couple of minutes of me regarding his face, he finally opens his eyes to see what's going on on my end, sees that I'm just kinda watching--no, he really wasn't doing anything other than humping with his eyes screwed shut--and says "Are you bored?" I say "yes" and he bursts into tears. I forget how I got out of there.

Later I found out he told a lot of people that I had come on to him, had been boinking him vigorously and then had suddenly announced I was bored and just got up and left. When confronted, he said that people remembered different things differently and mumble mumble mumble.

I didn't go to his wedding years later. Poor woman. I hope he hasn't squished her.

(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 22:49, Reply)
I was 13, It was Halloween, and i Was walking past a House when I heard a voice calling from the window, I looked up and it was a rather large girl who i was in Primary school with but hadnt seen in over a year, I was with a friend and she called us in, Her parents were out and we were chatting, when all of a sudden she took me into the kitchen and dropped trou so to speak..... I was hideous, Hairy, Moist and there was pee marks in her knickers but being a horney 13 year old i thought what the hell and did her against her wall, about 4 or 5 mins into it my mate walks in and bursts out laughing, Cue me grabbing my shoes and legging it!! It was horrible and i felt sick for months afterwards!
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 22:23, Reply)
For all those who say 'they didn't lose it... they know where it is'...
... I wish I was that lucky...

Well, to be honest, I do know where it went, though precicely how is a bit of a mystery...

It was my sister's 18th birthday, so I went up to join in her celebratory getting-pissed stuff (having been 18 for three months before that, I had only actually been completely pissed myself once, and went round shaking hands with everyone...).

This time however, I remember even less about what happened in my drunkenness, but I woke up the next morning in my sister's bed, completely naked, and one of my sister's friends (thankfully not my sister I think) next to me, also completely naked. It doesn't really take a genius to figure out what happened, coupled with the slightly stickyness on the bed too.

The main problem was the fact that, for some reason, I had intended to keep my virginity for a bit longer, and at the time, while feeling quite pleased that I had done it, was also quite depressed about it too... so much so that I wrote this poem... clicky

Now I don't care really, it had to go sometime... and at least I took one with me :oP (no disrepect to Sarah...)
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 22:17, Reply)
After about 3 months of going out with this girl & pining after her, she finally gave in, I invited her round mine to "watch a film" dispite this being the last thing on my mind.
Well anyway everything was going as planned, started fumbling around etc, decided to go upstairs, after a few failed entry attempts I managed to get it in. I was so damn nervous, it being my first time that after about an hour of going for it I actually went soft inside her.

Thank god that was the only time thats happened (so far), I'm still seeing the same girl after 5 years so I obviously didnt make that bad an impression :D
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 21:50, Reply)
I didn't lose it
I know exactly where it went.

(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 21:25, Reply)
triple crown
lost the ginity, got my red wings and my brown ones too!
aged 13 - am truly a beaset and she was lobvely!
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 21:19, Reply)
You can all keep your hands off Goblin

(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 20:38, Reply)
I lost mine to
Birdhouse in Your Soul by they might be giants. Odd choice. Don't think it's affected me longterm...
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 20:06, Reply)
On my hands and knees in a friend's living room
I rubbed it as hard as I could, and it frothed up.

Oh... virginity? Sorry, I thought the question was about trying to get Guinness out of carpets.
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 20:01, Reply)
I lost it to
10 lesbians in a secluded location

(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 19:55, Reply)
I'd let SSG have mine,
but I don't think he wants it.
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 19:54, Reply)
We were both 13 and it was in a tent in Warrington. He's now married and claims not to be gay - yes :)
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 19:47, Reply)
I was a God
even if I do say so myself. (and so did she. repeatedly).

Kids: don't listen to them. Watch loads of pr0n as early as possible. Pay attention. These people do it for a living. You can't go far wrong ;)
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 19:00, Reply)
'ere, put this on.
I was almost 16, sat bored and alone on some cheap plastic lawn furniture at a friend's 15th Birthday party, getting mildly drunk and wishing I hadn't bothered coming. I'd already decided to quit drinking almost a year prior, but they had Caffreys and I was bored. I think this was actually the last time alcohol ever passed my lips in any tangible quantity, but anyway...

Also sat on her own was some weird girl who was new at school and hadn't really established any friends yet. She was an odd one anyway. The previous week I'd let her borrow my Windows 95 CD, and I'd spoken to her in English lessons a couple of times. Aside from that she was pretty much a stranger. Eventually she approached me, asking "You're look as bored as I am, wanna walk me home? I'm done with your Windows 95 so you can have it back." I accepted, and we walked the short distance up the street to her house making fun of the lousy music that was playing at the party. Aqua I believe.

When we got to her house, it was empty, 'cept for a very untidy living room. She motioned me to sit on the couch while she went upstairs to find my CD. After listening to a few minutes of rustling and rumbling upstairs, she came back downstairs holding a CD and something else. She threw the mystery object into my lap and said "Put that on." I looked down, it was a condom. I looked back up at her, and my naivity got the better of me. I responded "What for?"

She started laughing at me and responded with "Why do you think?" I just kept my trap shut. She reached up under her skirt and started pulling down her underwear, almost falling as she did 'cause she was pretty drunk too. I unzipped and pulled my jeans down just far enough to allow me to pull the condom onto my half-erect cock. I'm fairly sure I put it on inside out. She knelt with her legs either side of me and we gyrated and bustled as I tried to fumble myself into her. After much grunting, pushing, mis-aims and looking at eachother like you'd look at a mongoloid who was trying to shine your shoes with a brick, I popped inside and away she went. Being a coward, I kept my hands down by my side and didn't dare even touch her as she bounced away. A whole 10 seconds later, her overenthusiastic bouncing resulted in something rather tragic. I slipped out, and she descended upon my now fully erect cock with a force similar to a Japanese bullet train... or so it felt. I shrieked in agony and threw her off me and snapped off the rubber to nurse my annihilated willy. She said something, but I wasn't paying attention.

I pulled up my jeans and hobbled out of the door, managing to groan "seeya," just as I left. The 5 minute walk home seemed to take forever... some of the worst pain I'd ever experienced. And worst of all... I FORGOT MY WINDOWS 95 CD!

Since it was such a short, unsatisfying encounter... I'm only counting that as 10% of my virginity lost.

After that I didn't have sex until I was 22 years old (just last year, almost exactly a year ago) with a woman who is now my wife as of February 13th! I'd known her online for years and years, and we talked almost every day. Things started getting flirtier and flirtier, until one day I decided "fuck it" and flew thousands of miles to the US to see her. After travelling for almost 26 hours without more than an hour's sleep I arrived in Minneapolis airport where she was waiting for me, looking absolutely fantastic. By the time we'd got to her car we'd already pretty much groped every single part of eachother. However, for obvious reasons we were eager to get home so we hit the road. We didn't make it past the first rest area before we were fucking in the car, which is extremely illegal in Minnesota apparently. Despite Red Bull being the only thing keeping me alive, I somehow managed to stay awake so we could fuck a bunch more times that day.
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 17:57, Reply)
North Wales, 1989
She was from Middlesborough, haven't seen her since. Which is a pity. But, I was incredibly nervous, but not as nervous as when I went bunjee jumping for the first time (if I had, this story would be a different girl, different venue, etc). Anyway, I eventually settled for what I considered to be a secluded little spot, on this 'holiday' camp we were on.
Next morning, I had to retrace my steps. The secluded little spot was under a window of a touring caravan.
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 17:53, Reply)
I lost mine to a girl who was a mutual friend of me and my best mate. The two had gone out about a year before for a short time and fooled around but never had sex. One night we were all at a party and the two of us very casually just got down to it in one of the bedrooms. When it was done, we both left and I felt very freaked out by popped cherryness. The reason being while she was very affectionate before actual coitus, once initiated she would just lie there as though she were dead. Not moving, talking or making any noises at all. Once it was done, she was back to being very bubbly. I asked my friend about this in private and he confirmed she did the same thing when they went out, that she would act like a corpse whenever he tried anything with her. This is more than a relief, since for about three months I thought I must have been some kind of horribly dull shag.
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 17:29, Reply)
I didn't lose it
I know exactly where it went!
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 17:09, Reply)
I wonder how many people are going to crack the old "I didn't lose it, I know exactly where it went" gag?
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 17:02, Reply)
Self simulation
Actually, I discovered when I was 14 that you can replicate the act of coitus with one's own hand

None of this "women" lark needed; and much time is saved to fill out loan applications and such. And if your patient; you can give them a more natural substitute for ink.

They weren't too impressed, mind.

Anyway, can't stay long, must sign my mothers day card
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 16:14, Reply)
Ass virginity
Yeah, another whole can of worms ... lost that to my karate instructor, who came round to give me a bit of personal tuition ... he never even asked, just slipped it out of the front and into the back while my feet were next to my ears so there was nothing I could do. Still, one way to get a brown belt ...
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 15:59, Reply)
The harder they cum
I had this boyfriend who was also a virgin and nothing had been happening for a while, and one night we went to see Privates on Parade, and when we got home the reggae film The Harder they come was on (I kid you not) and before I knew what was happening, there was this poking feeling and he was saying thanks while I was trying to watch tv.
(, Sat 5 Mar 2005, 15:55, Reply)

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