My boyfriend and I had been dating for about six or seven months, and I knew that I was ready for sex. I wasn’t necessarily sure I was in love with him at the time (looking back, I definitely was), but I just knew that I was physically and emotionally ready to lose my virginity at that point. My best friend’s parents were out of town one weekend, and she had a party. My boyfriend and I both went, and I got slightly tipsy while he got pretty drunk. He handles his alcohol really well, however, so I couldn’t even tell he was drunk until he told me. Anyway, I was pretty frustrated because we had been trying to have sex for about a month, but when you’re 16 it’s pretty tough to find the right time (ie: a time when your parents are out of the house and not watching you like hawks). So even though the two of us being tipsy didn’t fit with the ideal, romantic notions most teen girls have about losing their virginity, I was just like ‘fuck it, I am so ready to have sex and I don’t even care if I’ve had a couple beers’.
Anyway, so as the party was starting to wind down and people were starting to either crash or head home, we claimed the guest bedroom. Just to be clear, the girl who was throwing the party has been my best friend for 15 years now, and I practically grew up in her house. We would always sleep in her guest bedroom when we had sleepovers, and I have so many memories of lying in the bed in there talking about boys and playing truth or dare and marry/kiss/kill. So many fond childhood memories…and I will never look at that room the same way. Anyway, it didn’t hurt very much at all, which surprised me since everyone always talks about how painful sex is the first time. He promised to be gentle, and he really was. He was a lot more experienced than me, and did most of the work; I actually ended up coming 3 times! There was a lot of laughing and cuddling and it was definitely a pretty great night.
I’ve always been super loud, and the next morning my friend was just like ‘I can’t believe you lost your virginity in my guest bedroom’. And I was like lol sorrynotsorry. People always have this idealized image of what losing your virginity is supposed to be like; it’s supposed to be incredibly special and life-altering, and of course it’s going to hurt like hell, but you’re going to come out of it totally in love with the guy. It’s not always like that. It wasn’t like that for me, and I’m happy about that. Even though I did end up totally falling for my boyfriend, it didn’t have much to do with whether we had sex or not. And even though I lost my virginity in my friend’s guest bedroom, and it wasn’t with someone I was madly in love with at the time, and it wasn’t his first time (not by a long shot), I’m so happy it wasn’t that perfect, idealized virginity loss. It wasn’t awkward, and it didn’t hurt, and that’s good enough for me! So yeah. That’s how I lost my virginity.
- Name: Cassie
- Gender: Female
- Age of Virginity Loss: 15
- Current Age: 19
- How would you categorize your story?: Funny
- Country: Canada
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