Not quite a story but, it was with my Best friend at the time. He and I were celebrating Cinco de Mayo when I was 16 and one thing led to another. We are still friends almost 10 years later.

I was 15 and the sex was extremely boring.

15 and thought "hey, this seems like a good idea."

I think I was 20 or 21, late bloomer!

I was 15, he was 18 and it was horrible. He was a virgin and couldn't find the hole, so he just kind of jabbed around. When he finally got it in, he kept pulling all the way out and jabbing around to find the hole again... Waited two years after that to even date again, it was bad. e-e

I was 14 he was 16. It was horrible and never got better 6 months later. Then I moved so we had to break up. He always complained about things I would do. Later I realized I really wasn't doing anything wrong and he was the one that was making the mistakes! For example I would always have to be on top because when we did missionary I wasn't allowed to move at all because if I did he would slip out. That never happened with any of my other partners. Of corse he never got me orgasm.

18 turning 19 on March 5th & still a virgin

:') forever alone

I was fifteen and in love. Taylor Swift pretty much says it all in her song "Fifteen"

16 my bf and I weren't even prepared and when we finally decided to we had to run to the store and get condoms. Kinda spoiled the mood and then he didn't realize my Cherry hadn't been popped so it HURT like nothing I'd ever felt before. The next time we did it, he popped the cherry and blood was everywhere so no fun. After that, our sex wasn't so bad. We stayed together for 2 years, but didn't work out.

I was 16. I was dating the man I am now married to (we had several years of an Open Relationship, so he is not my only lover, but he was my first)

He primed me, prepared me and trained me for sex over a series of months. He knew I was a virgin and he had experience with women. He knew what to do, how to be gentle, and when to hold back.

The first time was in his bed during the day. It was beautiful. We knew it was going to happen that day. I went into the bathroom to insert a tube of contraceptive cream (we didn't use condoms and I wasn't taking any chances on getting pregnant) I just sat there on the toilet shaking, I wanted it, but had heard so many horror stories, I was still scared. He had said he'd be there for me, no matter what happened.

We had played around a lot and he had used a lot of finger play to get me ready over a long period of months. I wouldn't let him go down on me (what the hell was wrong with me? ) and I hadn't given him head yet, either, I don't think.

It was absolutely beautiful. It didn't hurt, there was no pain, no blood, I really enjoyed myself completely. I didn't have an orgasm (I had to wait until I let him go down a week or so later for that to happen when we were together) but it was such a wonderful experience. I couldn't have hoped for a better first time.

We just lay in each other's arms and then went to get some food and then we went to his band's practice. I sat there with my little secret, a little sore, but happy as could be. I couldn't wait to do it again.

I was 16, she was 19 we were drunk and it was pretty uneventful. As horrible as I remember being it was probably the worst sex she ever had, although she said otherwise.