Write about your first sexual experiences. Interpret sexual experience any way like, even it’s about you first kiss.
I was 21 when I lost my virginity, and by far the last of my group of friends to do so. I wish I could say it was worth the wait, but it was a bizarre experience that if anything, was good for telling a great story.
It was New Year’s Eve. I went to a New Year’s party with my girlfriend at the time. It was a fun party with a lot of our close friends in attendance. My intentions going in were to have a few drinks, count down to the new year, and then head home. But the end result was a bit different.
I had been to many parties with my friends, but this was one was unintentionally very different. There were plenty of drinks available, many homemade cocktails that were sugary and had a high level of alcohol. Also the house was brutally hot. All those people in such a crowded space and no ventilation led to an intense situation where every one started to get sexually charged up. Most of my friends were extremely shy about sexuality, so this was clearly going in a new direction for many of us.
About an hour past, and it was starting to become a sweat box in this house. People were starting to couple off and disappear to quiet quarters for some new years sex. It was getting interesting. Especially when I realized that with mere minutes before the ball drop, I hadn’t seen my girlfriend in a while.
I went to see where she was. It took a bit, but I found her in one of the bedrooms with my best guy friend. Her pants were down around her ankles and they were about to get down. When she saw me, she jumped out of bed, and they ran out of the house together. OUCH.
I was pretty torn up, but I was far too drunk to let it bother me. I sat on the couch with my drink in hand waiting for the clock to hit midnight so I could go home.
Once midnight hit, the party started to become quiet, but the house was still hot. Only about 20 people remained from the original 50 or so, but most of us who stayed were in various states of undress.
There was a girl I’d never met before who was sitting next to me most of the evening. She grabbed me by the hands and walked me upstairs. We found a spare bedroom and started kissing a lot. From that point on, my memory started to get fuzzy. We were already mostly undressed, but I did have to struggle to get her bra off. That was, well, a struggle.
I recall there being sex, but it was incredibly awkward. It wasn’t fun, it was work. But I knew this would be my best chance to finally say I had done it, so I kept with it. It wasn’t good, but it was better than going home dumped for doing nothing more than being second fiddle.
I woke up the next morning to find that she left her underwear for me to keep as a souvenir. But when I went to find my pants, I discovered that my wallet had been emptied. Yup. The woman I lost my virginity to robbed me blind.
And I never even knew her name.