Your First Time

[Ebonypru]

Any one care to share their first time experience of sex or sexual intimacy (for those that haven't gone all the way)?

I'm feeling nosy. Plus it's a story worth telling and this forum really does need some stimulating.

xxx

Pru

[Dollymopp]

I agree Pru....they're too shy!
So I will start off...
My first time. I was almost 20. My first BF...
We had been going out for a few months, then I was dumped, suddenly!
I cried and cried and cried...
Then he changed his mind and I was back in favour again. We became a proper item for the next 2yrs.

I was terrified of 'that, going there' and he never pushed me into it, ever. I decided one day, that it was time. I was going to do it. We were going to do it!

Single bed, blue clouds on the quilt cover, his white boxer shorts, my red lingerie...November 1985. His flat.

He got a little way in before I started crying in pain. This went on for several months...me lying there, stiff as an ironing board saying 'Put it in then?' So sexy...haha.

One night, he got all the way in...and I didn't cry out in pain.

I liked it! So much so...that I made him come home at lunchtime next day, and do it again! And again after work!

I was looking in the mirror, swanning about, thinking...'I'm a woman now...' haha. So daft.

[Deep River]

From the ages of 15 to 19 lots of fun fumble without the rumble. Not so much America pie, but more meddling with the mirkin, with the odd quim quencher here and there.

My 1st fumble was with my next door neighbour - at 16 she had a fine voluptuous figure, was very enthusiastic, but wouldn't go all the way which I respected. With the self doubt, I wouldn't have had a clue anyway!

My 1st experience of full intercourse, I was 19, had met a girl the same age who had got her sexual wings. She took me flying for the first time on our 2nd date and my feet didn't touch the ground for the next 3 years. She had an insatiable appetite for sex and taught me so much; including on how to get over crashing and burning the first time! It got better and better, then eventually lost it's lustre as I saw greener grass in other experiences with other girls. When I became disabled at 30, the game changed...

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[katie034]

we all have great times first times tho wernt always the best

[SensualSteve]

My first time wasn’t really my first time. Confused? All will become clear soon . . .

On one occasion when I was sharing some . . er . . . close companionship with my fiancé, she suddenly removed her knickers and pulled me towards her! It was the first time I had seen a girl or woman with her knickers removed. (I did wonder about that tiny bit of blue string).

I was faced with a dilemma – I had always intended to wait until I was married before having sex – and I thought she felt the same way. On the other hand, I was 19 years old and . . er . . very enthusiastic! It didn’t take me much time out of a second to decide what to do. However, that plan was abruptly aborted when she suddenly gasped in pain and pretty nearly leapt off the settee as the tampon she was wearing was pushed against her cervix!

That was a bit of an anti-climax (if you’ll excuse the pun!), but, although I was disappointed, I was relieved. But instead of feeling relieved that we would be waiting until our wedding after all, I would have done better to have heeded the warning and taken precautions in case of a recurrence.

The recurrence came in an unexpected manner. My mother had complained several times about me returning home late after seeing my fiancé. Well, I didn’t consider 11pm to be particularly late, so I ignored her. To make her point one night, she locked me out. I had her car keys with me so I spent the rest of the night in her car (it was freezing!). The next time it happened, I didn’t have the car keys with me. An older person I knew had said that if ever I needed help, I should call on him (he was aware that my mother could sometimes be a bit strange!). But instead of inviting me in, he said I should go back home and try again. I knew there was no point in that, so I went back to my fiancé’s place. If she wouldn’t let me sleep on her settee, my next option would be the bench next to the bus stop in the town centre.

Instead of letting me sleep on her settee, she invited me into her bed. We kept a safe distance apart all night . . then in the morning, we went for it! Being unprepared for what we were doing, the only contraceptive method left was the withdrawal method. She was disappointed with that! “Oh, it’s dropped out!” Never one to accept an explanation at face value or to accept reality, she argued that the chances of pregnancy were low and we should do it again . . but properly, this time! I was too weak to oppose her, especially as it would have delayed our ‘first time’ together. The second attempt was much better! so after a brief rest, she asked if I was able to do it again. I didn’t know, but said it was worth a try. So we did do it again – twice more, in fact!

We both felt sad that we hadn’t waited for our wedding. My fiancé caved in first and refused to do it again until we were married. A little while later (still before the wedding), it was confirmed that she was pregnant. Being a mother had never been part of her life’s plan.

Apart from a few, very brief occasions, she never did return to being enthusiastic about sex.
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[Jemmafox]

Pru, but you are very naughty not to share your own story too madam!!

Mine involved being a bit too young to be romping about, a very sandy beach after a night at a local bar whilst on a double date with an older girlfriend and her boyfriend, they had hooked me up with a rather cute guy. We all left the club and found 'discreet' corners on the beach', it was very sandy, I was very under impressed (couldn't feel much at all, and may have asked if it was in yet), and was just rather disappointed, I truly was expecting fireworks. I saw him a few more times, and remember him once getting rather offended that I was singing along to a song I really liked on the radio whilst we were at it (totally embarrassed at the thought of that now!), but it just didn't do much for me.

It turns out I need a lot of foreplay to be sufficiently moved, and he was quite young and clearly had no idea what that was, and neither did I. Thank goodness things have improved since then! x

[katie034]

it all seems very positive so far i must say