Nov 152015
 

So I had known this guy a while and always had a thing for him, in the past we had spoken a few times and gotten with each other and I just really liked him. I went to a party one night and knew his was going to be there and we chatted a few times, nothing big, later he started dancing a little and I asked him if I could have a cigarette so we went outside to his car. We started to get off etc and things escalated more and more and basically we shagged and it hurt like hell, not how I planned it at all. After that he gave me a cigarette and I awkwardly walked away while ashamed. A week later I found he had a girlfriend, not ideal.

  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 16
  • Current Age: 16
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: England
Nov 152015
 

So I was 13 and my so was my bf we had been together a year, my best friend dated his best friend. So one day my boyfriends best friend, Jordan, invited me my boyfriend,Jack and his girlfriend, holly over as his parents had gone out. We watched several films in the living room and I got a bad head so he said go up to my room and have a sleep. So I did and my boyfriend came to check on me an hour later. He kissed my forehead and woke me up accidentally. He then got on the bed with me and we cuddled.

He started kissing my neck and nibbling my ears and it turned me on. He moved his hands down and fingered me, I tossed him off. We then did 69 and it was amazing!! I said I needed him right then, he said I’ve waited for this. He repeatedly asked me if I was sure and I nodded. He went in and I cried, he stopped and said “I’m hurting you”. I said over and over it was nothing and we just carried on it went into hard sex, we put our clothes back on and went to sleep.

An hour later Jordan came up with holly and asked if we were okay, we nodded and smiled at each other, I’m still with him now and my mom has allowed him to stop the night. I don’t not regret it at all.

  • Name: Eve
  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 13
  • Current Age: 14
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: Great Britain
Nov 012015
 

Looking back at it now, I rushed into having sex majorly. I went out with this boy for about 4 weeks before we did it. He had had sex with 8 girls already and I was a virgin. My virginity had never been important to me but if I could go back, I probably wouldn’t have done it over again. He treated me nicely but our break up was bad and we don’t talk anymore even though I see him pretty much everyday after school. His dick was so big, that every time we did it (only like 3 times) I bled so much. So yeah.

  • Name: Mayble
  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 15
  • Current Age: 18
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: Australia
Nov 012015
 

When I was 15, I met a guy who’s way older than me, he was 20. Our relationship was kept as a secret from my mom and all of our friends. He kept talking to me about his previous relationships and they all includes engaging into sexual activities. I said that it was fine for me to have sex and that I’m ready, such an immature thing to say. He said that he understands that I have zero experience in such stuff and that it would be better to start off by making out then escalate to higher levels.

Honestly I wasn’t even ready for making out, I just didn’t want to lose him, especially that he replaced my dad’s figure (since he was older and I’ve never met my dad). We didn’t do anything sexual except making out for almost 2 years. Sometimes he tried to make have sex with him but I refused. And I noticed that he gets really mad and distant if I refuse to make out with him because I’m not in the mood. I started realizing he’s only using me to satisfy his libido and that’s when I broke up with him. It didn’t go in a civilized way as he kept yelling at me and getting to my face. Then I dated another guy, and I found out he was having sex with other girls in the first 3 months of our relationhip. I got really mad honestly. And I went to my ex’s apartment (he was also dating another girl) and I had sex with him.

It was quiet painful and I bleeded a little bit in the beginning. He didn’t start off gently or anything. It was insane and violent. It was like we both lost our minds. It hurt a lot but I didn’t care. All I was thinking about was making my bf jealous and hurt hin like he hurt me. After we finished, he told me not to tell his gf about this and that he enjoyed it a lot. I got dressed and left. Then we did it again a few times more, secretly.

  • Name: Sherihane
  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 17
  • Current Age: 17
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: Lebanon
Oct 262015
 

Oh my God. Last night was crazy. Okay, so I went to my best friend’s house for a sleep over. We’re both in 7th grade and we just started getting close to one another. This was my first time going over to her house, and I didn’t know much about her family. Anyway, I showed up and everyone was in the backyard, swimming in their pool. I saw my friend and then I saw a cute older boy. I asked my friend, M, who he was and she told me that it was her brother and that he just turned 17. He was really cute, and I wanted to swim, so M showed me inside and I changed into one of her bathing suits. She has kinda small boobs and mine are a little larger so the bikini was a little tight on me. I went out into the pool and I noticed that M’s brother, J, kept looking over at me. M and I kept swimming and jumping and the next thing I knew, J was gone. After swimming for another 20 minutes or so, M and I went inside. M and I showered and I went downstairs to go get dressed. (M and J both have bedrooms downstairs) I went into a spare bedroom to get into my Pj’s and right when I took my towel off, J walked in on me. I yelled and grabbed my towel to cover back up and he covered his eyes after a second and apologize. He grabbed a game controller from the spare room and shut the door. My heart was racing, but I was kinda turned on that he saw me. So, I got dressed and went into M’s room and we started talking about M’s boyfriend and stuff. Then M said she wanted to watch a movie and start settling down for bed. We were about half an hour into Oculus when I had to pee. I walked down the hall for the bathroom. On the way, I passed J’s room. His door was cracked open a little, and I could hear him doing something. I went pee and on my way back, I peaked into his room a little. I noticed his sheets were sticking up were his dick should be, and he had something in his hands that he kept smelling. The Walking Dead was playing on his TV, but he wasn’t watching it. I went back to M’s room to find her asleep already. I reached into my bag to grab my charger, but then I noticed something. My panties from before I went swimming were gone. I walked back down the hall and checked the bathroom just to make sure I didn’t leave them in there and there was nothing. I started back to M’s room, but I stopped and peaked in at J one more time. He was rubbing his dick under his sheets and was still holding something. I squinted at it to find out what it was. He had my used panties, and he was starting to masturbate to them. I was angry at first, but then I actually was kind of flattered. I got super horny and I went back to M’s room. I dug through my bag and found my bra for the next day. I took off my tank top and slid the bra on. It was black and laced. Then I slipped my pajama pants off into nothing but my matching panties. I took a deep breath and walked to his door. I pushed it open, walked inside, and shut the door behind me. “Whatcha doing?” I asked J. He quickly stopped rubbing himself and stuck the panties under the sheets before sitting up so I couldn’t see his boner. “Nothing. Just watching the Walking Dead… Woah, Alissa, what are you wearing,” he asked back. I told him to give up the act. I explained that I spied on him and saw that he had my underwear. He denied it, so I got on his bed and pulled them out from under the covers. “So these just landed here? I didn’t change in your room earlier.” He admitted that I busted him. He kept staring at my boobs. I told him that it was wrong of him to take those. He said he was sorry, but never made eye contact. I unfastened my bra and took it off. His eyes widened. He asked me what I was doing. I just winked and said that if he thought my panties were cute to just wait. He reached over and tugged on my boobs. I lightly moaned as he rolled my nipples in his fingers. This was so hot, I was like über wet. I reached over and pulled the covers back. He was wearing basketball shorts and I could see his bulge. I removed his shirt and got on top of him. There was a wet spot on his sheets from where I was sitting. Feeling his dick through the shorts and my underwear was the ultimate tease. It was so warm and wet. I made out with him as he played with my boobs some more. He flipped me over and got on top of me. He licked me from my lips, down over my nipples, to my belly button, and then he pulled down my panties and looked at my shaved, virgin pussy. It was pinker and wetter than usual. He leaned in and started to lick all around it and got to my clit. He kissed and sucked it lightly as I tried to hold in my moans. My legs were flailing like crazy. Before I even knew what was happening, and squirted all over his face. It was warm and got all over his bed. I had no idea what happened. I thought I had pee’d and got really embarrassed. He just kept going though and kept saying how hot it was. I had never done that before. I mean, I’ve masturbated with pens and my fingers and a small banana before, but never did I ever do that. It was an amazing feeling. I stopped him and wanked his shorts off. The got wet in the whole mess. His dick was throbbing in my hand as I gave him a brief hand job. Then, I lined his dick up to my pussy and told him that I was ready to fuck. He started to try to push into me, but I was really tight. It took four tries before he was all the way inside. My hymen broke when I was young, so I didn’t have to worry about that. I’m not sure if he was a virgin or not. He trusted in me rather slowly at first and though it felt good, it got boring. I had him lay down and I got on top of him. I sat down on his cock and I bounced up and down as fast as I could. It wasn’t two minutes in when he said he was going to cum. I heard him mumble something about cum at the time, but I didn’t actually hear what he said. I kept bouncing up and down without a care in the world. I could hear the wet slaps as I bounced. Then I felt it. A warm gushy feeling overwhelmed my pussy. It felt so gooey on the inside. I stood up and when I did, a fucking ton of cum poured out of my pussy and splashed onto J’s stomach. I freaked out on him. “You came inside of me?!” I asked. He said that he told me and thought it was okay. I didn’t want to make him feel bad, so I licked the cum off his stomach and snuggled up next to him. We watched Walking Dead for a while until I got up and grabbed my clothes. I walked down to M’s room and went to sleep for the night. It was great, but I hope I don’t get pregnant. I would definitely do this again though. It was hot! And that’s how I lost my V.

  • Name: Alissa
  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 13
  • Current Age: 13
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: USA
Oct 262015
 

There’s a bit of background to my story. I was at a party one night with my friends and 2 of their boyfriends and their friends. We were sitting out the back playing drinking games and that’s when I first met him. It was instant attraction. I found myself hanging on his every word and wanting to be near him. While in the kitchen with one of my friends I found out he had a girlfriend and I knew nothing could happen between us. We went on many nights out together after that and every time I saw him I was drawn to him. It was like a gravitational pull. Our talking turned into flirting and I have to admit I enjoyed it. I recall one night my lips being chapped and as I put Vaseline on them he asked for some. Confused I held out the little tin to him and he said no I want some from your lips. Another night he asked for my number and when I got home he text me goodnight sexy. I knew it was wrong. I knew he had a girlfriend but I liked the attention. I was never the pretty one that guys liked so to be getting attention from him felt so good.

Fast forward to that fateful night. We were out for a friend’s birthday. The drinks were flowing and I had already gotten very drunk. He arrived in the club and I was so excited to see him. I ran too him and hugged him hard. He picked me up but we fell in a heap in the floor. We laughed and I told him he owed me a drink for making me fall. That’s the last bit of the night I remember clearly. The rest of the night is a blur. A few snippets here and there and what I’ve been told by friends. I remember being by his side for most of the night. We talked about how much we liked each other. Next thing I remember is telling one of my friends that he had asked me to go home with him and I didn’t know what to do. I was confused. I really liked him but he had a girlfriend. Next thing I know we’re in a taxi back to his. I stumbled into his house and up to his bed where we undressed. I was nervous. He asked me if I was sure I wanted to do this. He knew I was a virgin and he wasn’t. I lay on the bed and he climbed on top of me and slid inside me. The rest is a blur. I remember he asked me several times if I was ok. I woke up the next morning naked and sore in his bed. I noticed there were blood stains on the sheets which must of meant that I bled. I felt awkward that he was now going to see me naked. It was fine when I was drunk but now that I was sober I didn’t want him to see me naked. I knew what we had done was wrong. He had a girlfriend. He cheated on her. I was the other woman. I felt awful that I had allowed him to cheat. I didn’t regret that he was my first as I really liked him but I do regret when it happened and that he had a girlfriend. My first time should have been special with someone special. It shouldn’t have been a drunken fumbling mess with someone who had a girlfriend.

  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 19
  • Current Age: 23
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: UK
Oct 262015
 

Well it was the night of the homecoming game and dance (which was actually the night before I wrote this). My boyfriend was 18 so all of our meetings had to be in secret because my mother wanted to take him to court. Anyway, I was at the football game and my bf shows up. I was so happy to see him. We decided to leave so we could actually spend time together. We went out to a spot in a local forest and parked. We started kissing like we’d never get the chance again. Then clothes started coming off until I was just in my lacy pink thong and he was in his boxers. Then he asked me to go down on him. I complied and started giving him a blow job. He ran his fingers through my hair and moaned and asked if I wanted to have sex. I looked up at him and said yes. he grabbed a condom out of the glove box and slipped it on. Then I took off my panties and he leaned his seat all the way back and pulled me on top of him. He leaned up to me and kissed my nose and told me he loved me. Then he laid back down and put one hand on my ass and slowly pushed himself inside me. I gasped and moaned and he fucked me so good. When we finished, he pulled me close and played with my hair and kissed me and traced circles on my skin. I crawled into the other seat and we both got dressed, got high, and he drove me to the homecoming dance. Before I got out of the car he kissed my cheek and gave me a wink. Then I danced my life away under flashing lights and heavy bass, concluding the best night of my entire 15 years.

  • Name: Bree
  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 15
  • Current Age: 15
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: U.K.
Oct 262015
 

You know how life kinda goes on, day after day, with little variation and then all of a sudden, BANG, something wild happens. That was August 16, 1975. I was just out of high school. I agreed to go down to South Carolina to paint five condos owned by a friend of the family. We agreed on a price and the time and I got to stay in one of the condos while i worked on the rest. They were all in the same complex. Sweet deal for an 18 year old. I worked about 10 hours a day, from 600am to 400pm. One two of the condos there were a few walls from which I had to remove wallpaper. I swore never to put that crap up after that experience. In the evenings after I ate and cleaned up, I’d fix a simple dinner and then hit the pool. Most evenings there was a guy there named, “Ray”. He seemed to be about the same age as me. This particular evening we were there by ourselves and got to talking. He was the same age as me and, like me, working the summer before going off to college. He was staying in his family’s condo for the summer and working at one of the golf resorts. We talked about 18 year old type stuff. Once we got to the subject of girls I told him I had once had a girlfriend in high school who played around after a fashion, she was willing to bring me off by hand, but rarely put her mouth on me, and we’d never gone all the way. He commented that he had dated some, too, but had never had a girlfriend in “that way.” He said he had nothing against it and was as curious as anyone about sex but he had been teased in gym class about having small equipment and was too self-conscious about letting a girl see it, yet. He admitted that he’d tried some of the “length adding” ideas he had read about but nothing had worked. He asked me a lot of questions about what it was like to have someone else touch you down there and all. I was honest in telling him that it was wonderful to have someone else give you attention instead of having to jerk-off all the time. I did NOT add that I had been curious about that kind of contact from a girl’s perspective since I was about 12. When I was twelve, there had been a kid in town visiting his grandparents one summer. He hung out with me and three or four other friends the same age riding bikes and playing at the local creek. The poor kid would do just about anything to be accepted. The leader of our little pack picked up on that and one afternoon when I caught up to them at the big rocks where we played, I heard some whispering; when I came down in between the rocks, my buddy had his jeans down around his ankles, looking down as he held his shirt out of the way. He was leaning against a big boulder while the kid was bending over with my buddy’s thing in his fingers, guiding it into his mouth and sucking away. In that moment, it took all of a second and a half, I identified with the kid on his knees and was branded with a curiosity of what it would be like to do that to another guy. I would not dream of doing that with anyone I hung around with and i suppressed the curiosity all through middle and high school. I figured part of my reaction to this kind of thing was due to some of the acting classes I’d had; learning how to empathize with others and take on other roles. When Ray was asking me all the questions, though, I could feel my heart pounding and an excitement in my stomach. When I was growing up, it was a common saying that guys could have a couple of guy-to-guy encounters as an experiment and it didn’t mean you were gay or anything. We were standing side-by-side in the pool and he could not see that I was starting to bulge thinking about something maybe happening. It was as though I was about to step out onto a high wire. What might happen could be thrilling and somewhat dangerous. I decided to tell Ray my story about catching my friend getting a “BJ” from that kid when I was 12 just to see how he’d react. Ray laughed and said he had a similar situation happen when he was about the same age, 13. He watched from a hay loft as couple of fellas his age came into the shed and pulled out at a Playboy centerfold and started fondling themselves and then fondled each other. They were unaware that he was there and he was impressed that they seemed to mutually enjoy what they were doing and receiving. He admitted that he envied them and wanted to join the fun but was too timid since their equipment seemed to him to be bigger than his own. In the moment he was saying all this I unwittingly added, “Yeah, Ray, I know what you mean, man!” He paused and then asked, “Really?” I thought about what I had said and his response. I swallowed hard and thought, what the heck. I looked around and whispered, “Yeah. I was always curious what it felt like to my girlfriend when she put her hand made it grow in her hand (when it wasn’t already hard as a rock!) and the few times she touched her tongue to it. Ray whispered back, “Seriously! Me too… You know, there’s nobody here…” I looked around and agreed but I said, if we were really curious, why didn’t we just go back to his condo. He agreed and we both very hurriedly collected out stuff, superficially dried off and headed off to his condo. My heart again was pounding in my chest. We got to his condo and the A/C was really belting it out; it felt good, but he turned it up a bit as we were almost shivering in our wet suits. We put our stuff down and he looked at me as asked what I wanted to do. I asked if he had any Playboys or anything. He said yes and a moment later came in from his bedroom with a Penthouse. (My favorite as a teen because, unlike Playboy, the Penthouses letters were cool and they actually showed the girls pubic hair, a real turn on for me then and now.) He laid open a spread put it on the coffee table. I suggested, “Why don’t we…” and as I undid my swimsuit he did the same and pulled it down, telling me he hoped I would not laugh. I looked at his (cut) equipment sticking out a couple of inches. I thought the A/C and the pool water had probably shrunk his stuff kinda like my own, but whereas mine, once warmed a few minutes later hung down flaccid about 3-4 inches, his was tucked up kinda tight against his sacs. His sacs, to tell the truth were larger than my own. I looked at his cock and told him, “You don’t look bad, man.” He thanked me. I asked if he had a coke or something. He offered me a beer but I settled for a pepsi. It was a bit awkward at first. I had fantasized about fondling another guy and actually kneeling in front of him; I had long practiced putting two fingers in my own mouth to try to simulate what it might be like to have a cock in my mouth. It had taught me to be careful when I swallowed to make sure I didn’t involuntarily bite down, but I had not spent a lot of time imagining a scenario like I was in now, where there might be reciprocity. I decided I was alright it that happened, too, although I had never fantasized about getting oral attention from anyone other than a gal. I took a pull from my pepsi and suggested he just look at the girl in the picture. He did and I reached down and (with a somewhat unsteady hand) took his glans in my fingers and started to gently roll it around like I often did my own. Out of the blue I remember what I had thought about recently and I kind of blurted out, “Didn’t you ever hear that guys can satisfy their curiosity and experiment like this without it meaning you’re queer?” He said yeah, he had heard that before, too. As we were saying all this, I felt his cock respond and he moaned and said it felt great. Once he was fully erect he was about 3 to maybe 3 and a half inches long, although equally the girth of mine. In retrospect he had a nice shape, nicely proportioned I suppose. I liked it because it reminded me of just a smaller version of my own equipment. I held it in my hand and gently stroked it and fondled it. It was fun. It was cool to feel it swell and pulse in my hand. It got so hot, erect and spongy or fleshy feeling, too. He put the magazine down and bent his head down to watch this foreign hand stroking his cock. I asked how it felt. He told me it was like no feeling he’d ever had, before. I told him that was how I felt when my girlfriend had done this to me. I asked if he was ready and he nodded “yes”. I fondled him with one hand and then reached under and started to massage his sacs with my left hand. I started to stroke him and after a minute or so he was moaning and warning me that he was close. I kept it up and after another 20 seconds he moaned out and said, “OH YEAH! ohyeahohyeah” and then I felt his cock tense up and his balls change and then he was spewing out a long rope of jism against my waist, my arm and all over my hands. I kept gently stroking and then just holding his cock until I felt it start to subside. Then I let go and went into the bathroom to wipe his spew from my waist, leg and all. When I came back in he was sitting down on the sofa still gasping for breath. He said, “Man, that was great! OM Gosh!” I told him it made a big difference when someone else does all the work, (although I had found that work was actually fun.) I stood there and drank from my pepsi for a few minutes waiting to see what he wanted to do next. I looked down at the brunette in the pictures and I felt my loins stir. Then I was vaguely aware that he had shifted on the sofa and I then felt strange fingers touching my manhood. It made me let out a little moan, too. The last time I had felt that had been before the previous New Years since my girlfriend and I had broken up over the holidays. The difference this time was that I didn’t have to worry about getting caught, unlike the quick liaisons with my girlfriend in her basement. I let myself enjoy it. I grew to my usual six inches and I looked down to watch his hand on me and to see his eyes staring at my cock. I wanted to aim it at his face and watch him suck it. I also wanted to kneel before him with his cock in front of me and put it in my mouth and feel it swell against my tongue. He shifted and stood up so he had the same angle I’d had on him. It felt good. Soon enough, I felt things welling up down deep. Just as I felt my release I warned him and felt that combination of relief, ecstacy and embarrassment when I started to send my gobs out against his arm and hands. As soon as I let loose, he let go and watched as my cock twitched and loosed out its last offers. I breathed out, “Whew!” after a few moments I said “thanks”. We both went into his bathroom and washed off all the affected parts. There was kind of a lull and I suggested that we meet again the next night. He agreed. Before I left I suggested that if we wanted a replay tomorrow night, that we shouldn’t jerk off but let it build up. I then went home and took a while to get over the excitement but then I slept like a rock. I admit I was a bit distracted the next day and barely got the work done that I had planned. I wondered it he had any “post mutual masterbation remorse”. But after I showered and ate, I put on my swim suit, grabbed a towel and walked to the pool. He was already swimming. We came together and chatted out of earshot of the others who were there. I asked if he was okay with it all. He said “Oh yeah, last night was so cool!” I agreed and asked if he had taken matters into his own hands. He said no, but it had been difficult with that open Penthouse laying on the coffee table when he came back from work. We didn’t really want to hang out at the pool when we had a willing partner to play with so we left soon thereafter and walked back to his condo. We each had a beer and sat at the dining table and chatted for a few minutes. We both knew what we wanted to do but didn’t want to just come right out and say it. Finally, I bit the bullet and asked if he wanted to do what we had done the night before. He said he did. I then asked, with heavy undertones, did he want to do the EXACT same thing, or maybe something a bit different. He asked what I meant. I told him it would be easier to show him. (I checked and still had half my beer remaining.) I told him to stand up. As he stood up, I turned in my chair so that he was right in front of me. I told him to just close his eyes. I then reached out and started to fondle his cock through his swimsuit. He started to stir just about immediately. I imagined standing there and having a girl fondling me and what it would feel like. I played with him for a few minutes and then inched my fingers down the front of his suit. I then untied his string, loosened his suit and carefully pulled it out and down past his erection. Then I slid it off his legs and he stepped out of it. He had opened his eyes by now and was watching me with rapt fascination. I brought one hand back up and fondled his sacs and cock. He moved his feet further apart, and then put his hands on his hips. I was about to take on a very submissive role from the perspective of the culture I had grown up in. I had to verbalize things to help me overcome some of the conflict I felt. He was standing in front of me, about a foot away, his erection aimed almost straight up. As far as I guessed, he only expected me to jerk him off the same way I had last night, only this time I played with his cock before his suit was off and I was going to sit down while I brought him off. Not exactly. I stared at his cock, only a foot or so away from my face at that point, my forefinger forming a partial ring around his shaft at the base and my thumb forming the rest of the circle. I said, “Ray, I wanna try sucking your cock, ok?” “SURE!” I told him I could not promise I would be very good, but I’d try to make it feel good. (In all actuality, whether it felt GOOD to him was inconsequential to me. This was all about me and a cock, not about him. I wasn’t sure I’d ever have this opportunity ever in my life again. Such is the mind of an 18 year old.) I sat there staring at his cock, knowing it was like jumping out of an airplane; once you’ve done it you can’t go back and undo it. It probably seemed like an hour to him, but I slowly leaned my head towards it, stuck out my tongue between my lips and realized I was crossing my eyes as his glans moved under my nose. I actually felt my breath deflect off his glans, i was that close. I then stuck my tongue out a bit further and felt it brush against something warm; I then moved my face and licked up with my tongue and felt it rub just under his corona and across the tip. I heard him gasp. I cocked my head a bit to the side and underneath his erection and licked the underside slowly. I licked my lips to better moisten them and stuck my tongue out just a little past my lips and moved my head in a circle as the tip of my tongue rolled a circle around his glans and corona. I could hear his breathing changing, even from the little bit I had done so far. In for a penney, in for a pound, it was absolutely surreal but in the moment I just opened wide and brought my lips over his cock and closed down on it, holding it with my lips for a moment and then sliding my lips off. I opened my mouth bringing my lips against it and sliding off; I did this repeatedly until his shaft and my lips were wet (slimy) enough that I could hold it in my mouth and using suction I could move it all the way into my mouth and rub my tongue against it. He really moaned then. I made a conscious effort not to swallow but kept trying to use my lips and tongue to make it as wet and slippery as I could. I then experimented with how to actually suck his cock. I became aware that there was another wetness there that was foreign and I recognized it as his pre-cum. I had to fight away the taboo feelings and just focus on what I was doing. After a while it did not bother me but I saw it as a benefit to making my lips softer and able to really make him moan as I worked my lips, tongue and suction on his cock. It had probably not been too long but I noticed my jaw was a bit sore. I didn’t know how gals did this for more than five minutes (or even if they did). I tried to focus on what I was doing to be able to enjoy it and remember it. I guess I got into a rhythm or we were just naive first time 18 year olds but before long he started to moan and it seemed he was starting to get restless. I didn’t know enough to read the signs of his scrotum, or his cock for that matter, but I had already decided that since this might be the chance of a lifetime, I would make every effort to see it through to the end. I moved my off hand up to hold his sacs and as soon as I did it sent him over the edge. He moaned and said something I could not understand and then there was all this mucous type stuff in my mouth. A split second later I realized what it was and it was too much for me to take in. I abruptly disengaged and choked a bit, gagged a bit and spit out his bunk. I reached over for the remainder of my beer and chugged it down.

  • Gender: Male
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 18
  • Current Age: 58
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: USA
Oct 122015
 

I met this guy last year starting 10th grade. Then a couple of months later we fell in love with each other & we started to go out on January. Then like 2 months later he asked me a couple times if we could have sex, but I wasn’t really I sure I really loved , but at the same time I was scared. So he stopped asking me about having sex until on May I decided to have sex with him. We actually had to plan where to have sex because we usually don’t get to hangout because my parents are strict so he came up with a good plan. Since almost every once a week I stayed for after school well I decided to lie to my parents that I was going to stay for after school when really were going to lose our virginity. We were going to do it in his apartment, but his mom was around so since he lives in a apartment building on the roof there is a room where you can lock the door & no one can come in, so I decided that it was a good idea I was happy, but at the same time I was nervous & scared.

So on Tuesday May 26th we lost our virginity. It was really special & so unforgettable. When we got to the place we started to kiss & he pulled his pants down , he started to take my shirt & my pants off. To this point I was scared , but I knew that it was really what I wanted to do. So then he started to put his penis inside of me & the first few times when he tried putting it in it hurt so much until my cherry popped & I started bleeding so much which it got me more scared because I started to bleed so much & at the same time I started to feel dizzy & I really felt like I was going to faint, but then later I started to feel better so then he started to put on a condom.

So he put his penis back in inside of me, but when he did he asked if he could take the condom off so I said yes & I only said this because I was on birth control pills for a month so I was sure that I was protected on pregnancy . So he took the condom off & put his penis back in & it was an amazing feeling that I can’t explain. We got so turned on when I started to moan I knew I was turning him on because he was doing it faster & he was grabbing my boobs at the same time it was such a good feeling. He came inside me three times I was a little bit scared on getting pregnant , but at the same time I wasn’t because of the pills. So we decided that every time we have sex we’re going to use a condom & we do because we don’t want to get pregnant this young. I’m just so happy to have someone like him & happy to still be with him.

  • Name: Liz
  • Gender: Female
  • Age of Virginity Loss: 16
  • Current Age: 16
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: USA
Aug 232015
 

So I always wanted to keep my virginity until marriage. I had a girlfriend for a year but she cheated on me. I was sad and depressed for a while and then I decided to get over it. I met this girl in college. We have known each other for a year. We started texting because of our class issues when she started giving me hints that she likes me. She started sending naked pictures of herself and kept asking for more. I asked her when we were going to have sex and she said as soon as she got back in town (which was in two weeks). She got back in town early and stayed at her dorm. I made her beg for me through texts, making me horny as hell and leave her to dry. She wanted me. She wanted me inside her. And I knew it. I went inside her dorm and no one was there.

She had that look- the look of lust and desperation. I kept playing it off that I didn’t want to fuck her. I acted as if I was going to leave which made her beg for sex even more. I laid down on her bed and she laid down next to me. We spooned. I asked what she wanted me to do. She grab my hand and guided it to her pussy. I rubbed on it and finger fucked as she moaned loudly. I made her take her clothes off and suck me cock. She sucked it with great pleasure. She then sat on my dick. I honestly didn’t know what to think or feel but I started pounding her pussy. Her moaning turned me on and I fucked bed harder.

We did doggy. Missionary. Spooned. Back to missionary. I asked her where she wanted it. She told me to cum inside her. I knew she was on pills and so I did. It felt so good. She was loosing her mind. We spooned for little bit and then I left. She later told me I fucked her like a pro. I was a virgin. She didn’t even know.

  • Age of Virginity Loss: 21
  • Current Age: 25
  • How would you categorize your story?: Secret
  • Country: USA