Who, where and how old were you when you lost your virginity?

Her name was Teri, I was 18, in the back seat of a car.

Her name was Mary, I was 14 and in the lower bunk bed of a Shasta Trailer parked in my parent's garage in Connecticut.

Vivian was one of the performers. She always parked her trailer next to the clown's. The clowns had a party one night and she got me drunk and took advantage of me. She took me back to her place and we made wild passionate love as Entry of the Gladiators played loudly next door over and over. To this day whenever I hear clown music it takes me back. I can still remember the way her beard felt next to my young body.

But did you hear about the trapeze artist who caught his wife in the act????


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You got me.
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You got me REAL good.
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I think this is a heavy case of denial/repressed memory.
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My bet's on that third sentence being FACTUAL if you had just omitted one word.
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"The clowns had a party one night and XXX got me drunk and took advantage of me."
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Red nose, orange wig, big floppy shoes, balloons used as sex toys, cats and dogs together...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g094B573iWI

Gotta be some sort of contortionist I'm guessing :)

Who: I was me, even way back then

Where: With a girl a couple of years younger than me

How old: 19. It took me a while. I was a late bloomer.

:shrug:

Walt, not Christine Todd.

Who's there?


Virginity


Virginity who?


Don Knotts


Mmmmm, donuts....

was Jennifer, I was 17, it was in Columbia, South Carolina.

How do you like that? I lost my virginity in Jesusland...

... on a single bed. His name was Bob. :rofl:

I was so traumatized by a horribly disappointing sexual experience with some teenaged doofus in the back of his car that I decided I needed to become a man and never go through that hell again. I mean the dude wouldn't even rent us a decent hotel room. I knew I could do better.

Sadly, I have not.

Great post!

Well, if you must know is was Miss. Stafford, the voluptuous home room teacher. I was in detention and she came up behind me while I was erasing the blackboard...

But it will be taken by the girl I know.

We had been together for over a year. I was 15, she was 16. In my truck on a dirt road in the country.

I was 18 and made it my personal vow that I'd wait until I'd graduated from HS. 8 hrs after my graduation ceremony, the deed was done.

I wanted very much to get rid of it.

affair. I think I was 20 (old for a guy I suppose). There was money involved and it was in a foreign country..............

but it was a matter of days after coming ( no pun intended) to New Mexico...If I had stayed in Illinois, I might be a 58 year old virgin for all I know. Her name was Ann; she was just 17( if you know what I mean... and the way she looked was way beyond compare), and it was in my dorm room at The University of New Mexico ( my 3rd, and final, college, and one of the few 21 year olds in the dorm which made me designated liquor connection for my floor).It was Labor Day weekend, but I actually remember very little of the whole night, although , oddly, I can still remember the brand of cheap tequila I'd bought that afternoon: Matador...I remembered being at some sort of party that evening, don't even know if it was in someone's dorm room or off-campus, and no recollection of how or where I met Ann..But we woke up together in my room, with ( and I'll avoid being graphic here) fairly conclusive evidence that we'd had some sort of sexual encounter.

You should have been a detective!:D
omg...that was funny.
Thank you for making me smile...
Although I'm sorry you don't remember it...

Twenty-one isn't bad....
My best friend was that age...
His claim to fame, "I was the only one who didn't get laid at Woodstock!"


peace~

how memorable could it have been? Although she ended up being my girlfriend that whole school year, so I guess I wasn't too bad ( or she had incredibly low standards).

Josh, 18, back seat of his car.

I was 15, she was 17. Her name was Maeve, and it was in Gaelic Park in the Bronx, after Cardinal O'Connor's youth rally at Yankee Stadium...

He was dating somebody else at the time...oh, well... :evilgrin:

I was 16, and he was 17. We were each others first. Awwww.

it was dark, it was scary, i was alone.

I was 15. He was an embarrassing number of years older than me. He initially didn't want to - I wore him down over months.

I probably wasn't "ready" (whatever that means) but we used a condom and nothing bad happened and I really liked him, so I have no regrets at all. Virginity was never something I felt at all sentimental about.

Yeah.

:woohoo:

Seriously, I must be the only person with this, but I have no idea when plus or minus a couple of months. There was a long series of biweekly outercourse sessions that gradually got a little closer each time, but there never really was a sudden transition like most people have.

He was 21, a co-worker of my best friend.

I thought he was just the dreamiest.

The 3 of us got silly-drunk and high at his house.

We did the deed (In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida was on the 8-track) and he ended it by telling me he had just had an STD.

Very romantic.

Later I learned that he and my best friend got busy after I left.

Good times.

Good times.

22 1/2.

Her name was Nicole, and it was in her apartment near Storrs, CT

but it was Unitarian, so what do you expect, anyways?

...belonging to someone Carol was babysitting for. She was a couple of years older than me. And I think the kids were asleep, or maybe we just lost track of them....

...one must have honor, sir...

My high school boyfriend, in his parents' bed while they were out bowling, on a summer night in 1983. I was 17, & had just graduated from high school.

The video playing on MTV: "Gimme All Your Lovin'" by ZZ Top.

isn't this a sex thread?

and I lost it in a White House press conference.

BTW, it's three dollars for me and five for the room.