I would have to encourage teen and/or premarital sex for my son. "Don't put the p*$$y on a pedestal." I would also encourage the use of condoms (unlike his father).
I myself do not have any children but I hope that I am very open about it with them and can teach them about it with no sorts of bias. These types of feelings tend to change once you do have children. Only YOU know when you are ready. Nobody here can really tell you that.
Back to the original topic. Lost mine at 17 to my gf who was a virgin at the time as well. It was winter and I don't remember why but my parents were out of town. Wasn't planned or talked about just kind of happened when a song came on the radio, it was great.
What can I say? Have I though how it would be with others? Hell yeah...I'm human ya know. But what am I supposed to do? Cheat? No thanks!! I love my wife and kids too much to throw it away over some other ass. besides...that's why p*rn was invented...for guys like me... ha ha ha!!!!
It was in her brother's room actually. Her parents and him were gone to karate practice. Did it live up to the hype? Hell yes. She lived in the neighborhood across the street from my neighborhood.
I never had the balls to approach any girls around 14, 15 so having sex wasn't even an option. This was somewhat remedied through the art of masturbation, however. I lost mine either a month away from being 20 or right after turning 20. She was my girlfriend at the time. I'd thought I was pretty clever in how I set it up the prior weekend. We were in the park and I'd talked about taking our relationship to the "next level" which my friend told me was the equivalent of asking if she wanted to bone soon. She thought about it for a little bit and then said yes. We didn't do it right then because we were in the back of her car at Memorial Park and I wanted to give her a better first time (in the relationship) so we waited until the next weekend. From the moment we went to the museum that following weekend, I knew it was going down that night. Hints thrown all over the place in the museum and I was just counting down the minutes that I could patiently wait in the museum before being like "hey, you wanna go back to my friends place and watch a movie?" It was pretty ****ing awesome because I led her into my room at my friend's place to do the "watch a movie" route. I didn't even get the disc in the player before she just straddles me and then the rest is history. Sometime it's quite nice to be raped . It wasn't half bad for my first time either, 3 hours on and off! I used to think about her a lot after that of course. Just the whole way it went down, it was nice. Ironically, my ass gets tired now and I've never gone beyond like 45 mins to an hour now. I'm getting too old for this **** Jesus, I typed a lot. Ahh, nostalgia
in 2000 at 14 with some chick i hung out with who was 15. It happened in her friend's bedroom. She was freaky as hell and easy. hell yea it lived up to the hype, especially at that age. She was hot and thick and very experienced. She taught me well. I went out with her for about two weeks, then she dumped me for her ex who was like 25.
http://www.cnn.com/2008/LIVING/personal/08/28/tf.bad.reason.for.sex/index.html (The Frisky) -- As I'm sure you're well aware, there are many good reasons to have sex. In fact, sometimes you don't need any reason at all -- other than, say, loving your partner. Eight bad reasons to have sex However, sometimes a lady finds herself doing all the right things for all the wrong reasons. That's what we're here to cover. So if you find yourself in any of the following situations, please extricate yourself as quickly as possible: Revenge: The most popular very-wrong reason to have sex, revenge sex never ends well. Hooking up with his best friend because you're angry at your boyfriend will get you nowhere. If you do manage to break up their friendship, then you're stuck with an untrustworthy dude (if he did it to him, he'll do it to you). Even worse, there's always the (strong) possibility that he went right back and told his buddy and the two of them are now comparing notes over high-fives and hot wings. Ego gratification: You must be fine if that scorching hot bartender took you home. Or not. Men have been known to do some unsavory things for physical gratification. The fact that he's willing and able doesn't say squat about your appeal. Appliance envy: Your roommate "doesn't believe" in air conditioning. You can't afford premium cable and are addicted to "Weeds." You're desperate to try out Wii Fit. All of these desires are perfectly rational. However, they are absolutely not worth the price of waking up next to someone you otherwise cannot stand. (Well, except for the AC, but that's only if it's above 100 Fahrenheit.) Weight loss: Yes, you may have read those women's magazine articles about how being physically intimate can help you shed pounds. However, a 120-pound woman burns only 57 calories during 15 minutes of sex. That's less than half a Hostess Ho-Ho. The sweat could do nice things for your skin, but your waist will remain the same size. Clarity: Ever since you were nine years old and saw that topless Kate Moss Calvin Klein ad, you've had a hunch you were same-sex oriented. Unfortunately, the thought of sharing this with anyone scares you, so you get yourself a boyfriend. But you can't stop thinking about that ad.... Mercy: Empathy for a sad soul is one thing; holding an intimate pity party is quite another. Oh, and you know that saying, "no good deed goes unpunished?" It goes triple in this instance. Misery loves company -- good luck getting him out of your apartment. Quid pro quo: I'm not knocking or talking about the sex professionals out there -- this is for the amateurs among us. Just because he bought you a lobster doesn't mean you need to give up dessert. Catch my drift? Fame by association: He's famous, you want to be. Contrary to what you might've surmised from that old Pamela Des Barres book, "I'm With The Band: Confessions Of A Groupie," fame is not transmissible through intimate contact. However, lots of other things are, so watch out.
I was reading your post, and am just seeking clarification on one point. Are you saying you don't have sex for much more than an hour now because your "ass gets tired"? Thank you for not going into too much detail about the kind of sex that you seem to be having these days that is putting such a hurting on your ass. Much appreciated....
Lil Pun - great article! And as for this: Right. Maybe "she" was not the correct pronoun, but he was being discreet about sharing this information with the world. If she was indeed a true "she", perhaps she brought some additional accessories with "her".
Age 16. She was 18-19 (already in college). All the guys thought she was hot (as did I). Knew her through some mutual friends. Have no clue why she was interested in me, but she was. First time we tried doing the sex was in my living room. It was a Friday night, 11 PM if I recall. We decided to go to the living room and "watch TV". Before you ask, we didn't use my room because it was located next to my parents. Anyways, we get on the couch and start making out and junk. I get on top of her, she gives me a condom, I put it on... everything is going great.. Then, I hear a door open. I quickly get off, jump to the floor and put my junk back in my pants with the condom intact. I'm sweating, she's pantless... but nothing happened. Thankfully we had a blanket to cover up the lower half of her body. I think my mom knew what was up. She didn't want a relationship. She wanted a friend with benefits. Not exactly a great idea, especially if it's your first time. I learned that the hard way. I think about her every now and then. She always wanted it. Did it at my job once too. I can honestly say she's been the best thus far.
