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My husband thinks he is my first…..he wasn’t. When I was a freshman in college I went to my cousin’s house party and while there met this really hot guy who I started talking and drinking with. Well one thing led to another and we started making out and my cousin offered us the use of her bed. I accepted and we went to her room and laid on her bed and he popped my cherry. He was really, really good and knew what he was doing and I still consider him my best ever. I woke up the next morning naked and wearing just my ankle socks and the guy had already left and I’ve never spoken to him again. My cousin gave me a high-five later and said “get it girl!” lol. Looking back, I don’t regret a thing and I’m glad that guy has my V-Card. It always makes me hot thinking about how he deflowered me on my cousin’s bed. I’d do it all over again the same way. I’m glad I didn’t wait for marriage. My advice to my fellow ladies who are virgins? Don’t wait for marriage or “the one”. If you find a guy attractive go for it. Even if it is a random guy at a party, go for it. S** is natural and meant to be enjoyed and my only regret is that I didn’t do it sooner.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.