At what age did you lose your virginity?

If you de-index it I'll share (although it's not a fascinating story it's more pathetic)

mine was sometime early 20s, what I thought was too-late and alcohol-fueled and was kind of a non-event

I'm both glad and disappointed there's not really more of a story to share

the only really amusing thing abt the actual event for me is that for some reason (despite what i said about both of us being smart supposedly) we decided to tackle the task at hand in a goddamn papasan chair in her bedroom

lol

You know, there's nothing really amusing or interesting about my stories, either girl- or boy-. Except this: the girl (she was 17, I was 14) was really into "The Lion King" and we did it to the soundtrack. And the boy (both 16) was babysitting his infant brother at the time and "Pocahontas" was on in the other room.

I can barely even sit successfully in a papasan chair let alone anything dirty

Oh also, I've been hesitant to chime in b/c I'm shy about this stuff, but the TMI on this thread is beautiful and useful and thanks everybody for sharing.

I used to think it was odd that it was such a non-event for me, but evidently that's quite the norm. Makes me wonder why our first time seems to be regarded as being so significant.

I don't even remember her name. We're talking total random hookup here. I do remember the name of my first kiss though, which occurred a year earlier (13). That must mean something....

I think that's the second papasan reference on ilx this week, kudos

I had to google "papasan" to learn what it was. Wow, i've been a papasan virgin all my life....

I have only heard of it referred to as a satellite chair. Is "papasan" totally racist?

Only if you lost your virginity in a Japanese brothel.

idk ask pier one. xpost

I don't think so. It's what Filipinos call them, that or "grandfather chair".

By any name, these things look incredibly uncomfortable to sit on, and even more uncomfortable for other activities

They are crazy comfortable to sit in. Don't know about blowjies/sexors.

Comfort-wise they're a step above a recliner and a step below a hammock

Comfort-wise, almost everything is below a hammock!

So relaxing....

I used to have a papasan chair and LOVED it. Never fucked in it though.

ha honestly i dont remember, maybe it is? im the mod equivalent of the guy who naps through all the morning policy meetings at the office. xpost

― O_o-O_O-o_O (jjjusten), Wednesday, July 18, 2012 3:59 PM (2 hours ago)

nyah nyah, I brought donuts for everybody last time and you didn't get none.

Just checked and the whole board is deindexed.

well in that case let me also mention that I will remember forever the day my gf & I finally broke down and did the deed after months of oral-and-manual-and-makin'-out-only. It wasn't like the actual act was a huge revelation, it was just that it there was a restriction in place but the restriction was pretty arbitrary so there was just this one off-limits thing: I had mentioned that I knew there were condoms in the house previously & where they were, and it was really rad to be told in the middle of hottness naked stuff "if those condoms are still there go get one"

(heads to wikipedia)

kinda not a great joke on this board for me man

sorry

"If those condoms are still there go get one" aerosmith live in mexico city '82

I won't rest until I get that CD now

As a matter of record, I always have to state that the girl I drove to the other time zone with was my first, but man. I went out with a girl the summer before and we did everything but. We frequently went so far to do it... parallel? Like no penetration, but I would kinda scoop it between? Like a hot dog through a bun but not really?

Enough to make a mess, but we were both Catholics in name only and it seemed almost even more perverted to go that far and not do it.

Needless to say, we both laid other people within 90 days of breaking up.

My first boyfriend I dated for two and a half years without ever putting his dick in me. Sometimes I think back on it and feel like 'wow', and almost kind of guilty – because it was all me holding back – but we had tons of fun? and orgasms? so who cares. One time he tried to claim blue balls was an actual medical condition and I thought he was just uninformed. (TBH he thought ejaculate had only one solitary sperm swimming around in it.)

Never understood blue balls. Some dude would talk about it in the locker room and I would just think inside my head, "Then just go home and masturbate, what's the problem here?"

I remember sexual frustration post-virginity being a very different thing to sexual frustration mid-virginity, but blue balls was obv a joke phrase and if anyone took it seriously they were an idiot

I met some dude on an AOL chat room who was 34 and a waiter and lived in Denver, and he was extremely influential in my development as a thinking adult person. I know that age difference is supremely creepy, but hey, I guess it happens. It's odd to look back fondly on such a creep. In the latter half of my senior year, I started talking with this guy on the phone and stuff and then he started getting all moony and mushy and professed his love for me

^ start as you mean to go on

Like no penetration, but I would kinda scoop it between? Like a hot dog through a bun but not really?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intercrural_sex

Replace "thighs" with "labia minora", and yeah, that's it.

blue balls = a way of pressuring girls to put out

I wish they actually turned blue, like that Coors can that tells you it's cold when the mountains turn blue.

Then you could know...this man is about to die.

hahahah

blue balls = a way of pressuring girls to put out

― Je55e, Thursday, 19 July 2012 05:17 (5 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

so otm. it's manufacturing an ailment that has an antidote, like snake bites & sucking out venom.

yeah who ever heard of snake bites

snakes, but they just call them bites

my ans to this q: age 20 to the woman who would become my wife

read that as "my anus"

no you didn't, get yr reading glasses checked

actually, I lost my glasses last night.

shoot! sry dude.

20/20 behindsight

is it possible to lose virginity incrementally? because i'm pretty sure i did. there was no single moment – just a succession of rash and confused decisions that lead to me saying, eventually, that i was Not a Virgin. many of the sad weird fumbling things i did before PIV cost and required more psychologically and emotionally than the Actual Moment, which came a few years after i first fooled around. An actual Moment i can, truthfully, barely remember.

traditional PIV was kind of 'oh, we did that' whereas when i answered the poll – and thought about the question of losing virginit – i picked the moment in which i, err, grew up and sort of lost the starry-eyed teenaged love thing and connected sex to real life.

not trying to be difficult, but isn't that the case with most people? that the actual sex is a secondary virginity loss to some other edenic fall that can be either precedent or antecedent by many years?

so otm. it's manufacturing an ailment that has an antidote, like snake bites & sucking out venom.

Honey, you have to help me quick. A snake bit my penis.

that seems like it would be a foolproof ploy until she whips out the pocket knife

http://i.imgur.com/0RAh6.gif

I remember sitting on the stage during the commencement ceremony in my snow white dress (all-girls Catholic school thing) and just praying over and over again that I wasn't pregnant.
Ummmm....ENBB, I actually took on a Novena once because i didn't want to be pregnant. It was a most horrible two weeks. I didn't want to hurt or disappoint my grandparents. My parents I didn't really care about because I imagined they'd be so mega-pissed at me.

What I remember most, once I wasn't a virgin anymore, between the ages of 15 and 21 was a constant, deep, pit dwelling feeling in my stomach of my innocence slipping away. I think this is what would lead to night depression. I'd be great all day, world on a string, youthful highs, but nighttime was the opposite. In my bed alone, I would just cry myself to sleep. If I were in bed with someone else, I would just become slightly irritable and moody... post coital.

Eventually this went away and only returned the very few times I did drugs. Once I did mushrooms, smoked pot when I dated a guy who grew it in his closet. I then started to guard whatever innocence I had left.