Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Your First Time

I was having a conversation with a friend the other night and it sparked this blog post. We were discussing whether or not a person will really and truly always remember their first time. You know...their first sexual partner.

When years and years and years go by, do you still remember who the first person was that took your cherry? LOL

I, for one, do remember my very first.

I was 18 years old. Out of high school (yes, I was a virgin all during high school). I was hanging out at the Inner harbor in Baltimore. For all of you that do not know, The Inner Harbor is the premier tourist spot and overall great place to hang out. Anyway, a bunch of us were hanging out when we spotted a large group of guys. We all were out to have a good time so we all hooked up and just acted like complete fools that night at the harbor. Hey, that's what young teenagers do. LOL

Well, one in particular caught my eye and I his. We will call him "Prince" (He loved Prince!) Anyway, he and I began dating and having a really good time. He was my first real boyfriend as I was a leper in high school and no boy would come within 5 feet of me.

One one cold, snowy night in February Prince asked me to come visit him as he wanted to see me and I really wanted to see him as well. I was volunteering at the local hospital and once my shift was over I met Prince at the mall and we took the bus to his house.

Now, before I go any further, my mother had already instructed me to come straight home after work as it was nasty outside and she didn't want me out in that dangerous weather. Of course I completely ignored that and continued on with my plans with my Mr. Wonderful.

So, after we sit around watching TV, in his basement, he made his move. I was more curious then turned on and decided to see what all the fuss was about sex.

Right in the middle of this life altering deed, the basement door creeks open and Prince's mother yells down from the top of the stairs,"Prince, Telephone."

He looks at me then climbs off and runs upstairs to see who it could be plus not arousing suspicion with his mother. After about 2.5 seconds he comes back downstairs and says, "That's your mother on the phone."

"My what! Are you serious?"

"Yep."

So I run upstairs to see what my mother wanted and she just blasted me for not coming home and instructed me to stay where the hell I was as she was on her way to pick me up.

Needless to say that completed my induction into womanhood.

I must say, the first time is never what it's cracked up to be.

What was your first time like?

36 People saying stuff:

The Ambiguous Blob said...

Oh dear. Mine was just about that romantic. How funny.

shorty said...

I was 18 as well. He was 24. We met on my 18th birthday as a matter of fact. We dated for 6 months and then on Dec 11, 1994 I gave it up.

It was fine. No real mishaps.

I remember driving home with that smug grin on my face. I drove past a gas station close to home and saw some of my best male friends there, so I swug in and told them the news. They said they could tell something happened by the way I walked over to them : )

Friends and first loves. *Sigh*

I think about him quite regularly actually. Last I heard he was in jail. Not surprised.

*B* Fab said...

LOL! I'm laughing b/c I was FAR too young (15, don;t judge!) and this dude only stopped calling me 3 years ago! He wrote me poems and thought hanging out at BK was a date! oh gosh!

Ms. Behaving said...

I like *b* fab was far too young....

I was 15 years old to be exact. Gave myself to a "boy" two and half years older than I [who I swore *at least then* would be my husband today.] He and I had been boyfriend/girlfriend for over a year and while he wasn't necessarily pressing for it to happen [just hinting @ it from time to time--LOL], I was getting tired of not having stories to compare with what I thought were my friends so I gave in.

As luck would have it, I got pregnant with my now 18 year old daughter that same night.

Sadly enough, that was the first and last time he and I ever slept together.

Just think [I thought penetration HURT LIKE HELL] until it was time to give birth some 9 months later.

A sistah was traumatized for a HOT minute behind that shyt!!!

The Diva's Thoughts said...

Ms. BehavingOh my goodness!!!n\ I guess you would be traumatized by that! Oh my!

CarmenSinCity said...

My first time was with this guy in high school. He treated me like crap, he cheated on me and I kept going back to him. He'd go hang out with other girls and then come over my house late night because I had a basement and I could sneak him in and out when my parent's were sleeping. Romantic huh? I snuck out a couple of times and we did it in the woods and on his father's boat and once in a while in his bed.

CarmenSinCity said...

I was 16 years old.

SSC said...

Okay, embarrassing as it is my first time was while I was in high school. I honestly never really enjoyed sex.

Because I felt like a guinea pig and they didn't know what I was doing they didn't know what they were doing. It was horrible, I am sorry I wasted it on that fool.

Rumor has it that he play professional baseball, his swing with the bat is more than I can say for other things if you know what I mean.

I swear on everything the best time and I am so not saying this, is my other better half. You know who he is. Sex for sex is mechanical sex with someone you love is absolutely amazing!!!!

Vixen said...

I was 19. He was 27. Turned out to be my first Husband and now my divorced Husband. We were at a Comfort Inn hotel and went there for the sole purpose to get tipsy and have sex. I don't even remember how long we were dating. It was a very emotional time for me as my mother just passed away and I honestly don't remember how it felt the first time. I just know it got alot better after that!

There have been a few guys since my divorce and now that I'm in my mid 30's and in what I feel is my prime and found the perfect man - hubby to be #2 I completely forget about all other men...almost. ;-)

ADD mom, wife, sis said...

I was 15 and had been "clothes burning" for about 2 months...I dont even know his exact age, not that I was that trifling, just he was a liar. I skipped school and did IT in my bedroom...he did say to me "I'm sorry for whats getting ready to happen and I know that we will probably never be together again"...he was more prophetic than I knew...he unleashed the beast in me...it was on!

Minerva Exertion said...

Greetings. I was 17 and it happened one month before I graduated high school.

Queen of the Mayhem said...

I was also 18....thought I loved him...thought he loved me....WRONG on both accounts!

I do remember wondering, once it was all said and done, what all the fuss was about! That...and oh, yeah...IT HURT! :)

Thankfully...I moved on to bigger and better! (PUN INTENDED!!!!)

Tired of being broke said...

Nothing special about my first time. I just remember it being short and painful. Yuck!!

Betty Boob Hug said...

Oh dear, you poor thing> what an anti-climax. Bloody Mums' ahahahaha.

My first time was with an army officer who picked me up in a club. I was nineteen and a half and desperate to have it over and done with.
We went back to a motel and the actual night was fine, he was soft and gentle and nice. Cuddly.
But the morning after was so completely awkward I've tried to block it from my memory ( though I did blog about it a while back)

Not many have truly wonderful first times.

Pageant Mom said...

my first (Real) time was downright boring.

So I'll go with my "almost first time"

I was 17 and my 21 yr old boyfriend and I (who were supposed to go see the movie On Golden Pond that night LOL) got a room at the local no-tell / truckers el-cheapo motel.

We had to pass allllll these men sitting out on the porch of the motel (walk of shame for sure) to
get to our room at the faaaarrrr end of the building - and on the 2nd floor to boot.

It was storming outside and raining and the weather was Horrible!!
Well we started up and all of a sudden I felt something dripping...

from the ceiling.

he told me not to worry about it and to ignore a little bit of water... well, it got worse and worse (quickly I might say) and then bits of PLASTER started falling down on my head (loverboy was totally unfazed)

He kept asking "are you ready yet?" over and over...

then there was the shock of him doing you-know-what you-know-where...

I couldn't take it anymore and panicked!! Between the walk of shame, the water, the plaster, and the frantic "are we there yet" coming from him you could well imagine I was pretty done with romance.

He was a sport about it and took me home without an attitude...

However.

My mother drilled me for days about that movie.

;o)

lisa q. said...

let's just say i remember it clearly and wish i didn't! :D

Stepping Over the Junk said...

Ha. I was 18 too. With Fred. On our living room couch. Everyone was asleep upstairs. He ended up a Navy Seal, years later. He was the boyfriend I should have kept because he treated me really well...therefore, I broke up with him. Why do we do that?

DurtyMo said...

*dyin laffin* I was 15, he was 16 and I don't remember it at all. I do remember him though *sigh* I loved me some him lol. We dated for almost a year. Last I heard he was in Delaware. *shrug*

Shai said...

I was 17 in the middle of 12th grade. He was 18 and was out of high school. We were each other's first. This idiot thought I was not a virgin because I was not in pain. LOL. He was so misinformed. I had to teach him about the female body and even his own. LOL.

Sojourner G said...

Where are all the dudes!? Well I'll represent! I was 14 and she was 18...a beastly 18. In retrospect, it was hilarious. But at the time, it was just about "gettin it." I won't say it was bad but it wasn't great...but then again, as a 14 year old boy, I was just glad to have "crossed over."

I even wrote about it once, but I haven't posted it. If you're curious, send me an email and I'll send it to you.

Girl Pimping said...

4 Real!!

Don said...

Props on being a virgin all through high school.

I wish the same for my two daughters

Blah Blah Blah said...

I was 18 and it was traumatizing...that shit hurt.

Now tho...yea...it's niiiiice.

*~*Cece*~* said...

My first time I was way too young and his mom's fricken cat sat on the edge of the bed and watched me THE WHOLE TIME!

Maybe that's why I don't like cats...

MysTery said...

Lol, you are right about that!

Ms.Lady said...

I thought of my first time as something to "get over with"..I was 16 the guy was supposedly 20 *I later found out he'd lied to me and was older than that*...I remember not even liking him all that much I was in this mental state of "ok nucca lets do this so I can get over this fear and go on w/ life" it hurt! I made this crazy yelp type scream...lol.. For some odd reason I don't regret it..I do wish I thought it through a bit but hey I did it its done. Needless to say I left him alone shortly after waited about a yr if not a little less found this sweetheart who became my 1st boyfriend and gave the emotional part of sex to him..so in my mind old dude before didn't even count.

minijonb said...

It was in a college dorm room listening to The Cure. How romantic is that!
=:-)

Noe said...

i was 24. he was 22.
nothing to remember about that day, just that it sucked.
it wasnt really what i expected, at all.

Not Fainthearted said...

Well, if we're talking in a Bill Clinton sort of way (where 'everything else' isn't really sex) then it was the the guy who because my first husband. On the floor of my college dorm living room, with roommates asleep in their rooms. Up against a rolled up area rug, if I remember correctly.

I remember being a bit disappointed.

Yeah. Should have paid attention to that feeling.

dc_speaks said...

i was 14 and it was the neighborhood whore also 14 but active since she was like 12...ok i said it and im not proud of it either...since there was a lack of male participation.

the first ejaculation scared the hell out of me. a really weird feeling for a 14yr kid.

ok..there.

have a great weekend!

Not Fainthearted said...

Hey Diva, I tagged you over at my place.

Princess Extraordinaire said...

I forgot - how's that for a lemon?

Claudia said...

hahaha some of these I can't help but laugh...

I was 17 and he was about 23. The poor bugger couldn't keep hard once we got going. Holy disapointment!(we were both drunk)

The second time was with someone alot older,in his 30's and I was 18. He kept going and going and going and I thought... "When is this ever going to be over?"

Really funny, now that I think of it.

Melissa said...

I was 17, he was 21. I walked away feeling like I had a corn cob shoved in me. It certainly was not a fun time for me!

Sizzle said...

mine involved saturday night live, a pull out bed and a guy who would later come out of the closet.

lilgracie said...

I was 20 and he was 21. I did it with a good friend of mine. He was one of the few people I trusted (I had/still have troubles with trust). At the time I figured I would never fall in love. I didn't want kids (still don't). Not sure if I would ever get married (now I think I might). It wasn't bad. It didn't hurt either (but I think it was b/c he was fairly small).

Six years later, I wish I had of waited...waited for the man I'm with now. It would have been worth it. He lost his virginity to me. He is the sweetest, kindest man I have ever met. He is patient. Patient enough to take care of me the many times I'm sick. I'll probably end up being with him for the rest of my life.