Part 2 of Do you remember your first time

Oh yes I do. A very good experience, very empowering and wonderful.

How could anyone forget?Amazing! Marvellous! Wonderful! He wasn't even a boyfriend..... but a wonderful giving teacher.

that sounds rather dubious.

I think everyone remembers their first time. I married him.

And me. Married him.

I remeber the first time we hared a bed for the night . It was the first night of our honeymoon and I thought it was rubbish. We were on a touring holiday and had not booked and the next hotel we stopped at only had single bedded rooms left . I was so happy .

My first time was nearly with one of the lecturers from college. He was a lovely man, very sexy and funny and it was all going really well until he stopped and said "I'm sorry, I can't do this - I've met your mother"! Nearly 60 years later I still regret it. As it was the first time was with my husband to be and was OK but nothing mind blowing.

I remember. It was OK, not amazing, but I thought it was about time. I married someone else.

As I said on part 1 thread. I'd rather have had a bar of chocolate
It got better though and I married him
Divorced a good few years ago now so I'm eating my chocolate on my own.

sharon103

As I said on part 1 thread. I'd rather have had a bar of chocolate
It got better though and I married him
Divorced a good few years ago now so I'm eating my chocolate on my own.

The difference between sex and chocolate Sharon is that chocolate is good even when it’s soft.

But not all chocolate is good either, I think, LauraNorderr

Sue him, Salti! Attem girl. Not appropriate. I married the first one,too. Still married, 56 years on ( child bride !)

nanna8

Sue him, Salti! Attem girl. Not appropriate. I married the first one,too. Still married, 56 years on ( child bride !)

Sorry, very badly put. I don't mean a teacher as such. I just mean a wonderful man who taught me a lot one marvellous Summer.

My first was not a good experience and I felt physically sick afterwards!! But like Salti, I met a man who taught me how beautiful the experience should be.

LauraNorderr

sharon103

As I said on part 1 thread. I'd rather have had a bar of chocolate
It got better though and I married him
Divorced a good few years ago now so I'm eating my chocolate on my own.

The difference between sex and chocolate Sharon is that chocolate is good even when it’s soft.

Ha Ha

Understand now, Salti. I had visions of a hapless schoolgirl being seduced by an older teacher!

Looking back I think it would be called rape. I was very innocent and was waiting in a nightclub in Eastbourne for my new boyfriend who was very late. An older Italian, probably in his 30s, took hold me for a dance despite telling him I was waiting. He then ushered me outside, past the boyfriend,and said we were going for chips.
He took me to his flat and wouldn't believe I was a virgin. I was too scared to escape and I think that put me off sex.

Oh *kircubbin2000 *have found myself in this situation also.. have never been able to trust completely since my experience 🙏

My first time was with a student nurse in my single bed in the nurses home. Men weren't allowed, that made it more exciting. It was good, but not fantastic. We had a lovely summer and then he transferred to another hospital.
After that I got back together with an old boyfriend who is my husband of 42 years.

We actually waited till we were married.....he was very patient and amazing because of my having been kidnapped by a professor(!) -but managed to threaten him into taking me home - and had had other abusive childhood experiences. We broke the bed in the process!!! Had to tell the owner.... I slid down the wall with embarrassment ....turned out it was what ever the equivalent is of an 'apple pie bed'. DH definitely a keeper. Grabbed him in 1967 and still going strong! BTW, we got back to the flat to discover a branch of a pine tree in the bed! Scottish ideas of fun!! I know how lucky I've been and tell him most days. Feel so sad for all those who have had only negative encounters...

Oh crikey. This thread made me look up the boy who took my virginity. We’d met on holiday and he came to see me a couple of times. I was impressed with the fact that he had a car: no one where I lived had a car. He was a couple of years older than me. One night he said he didn’t want to see me again because I wouldn’t sleep with him, so I did. And never saw him again. I was 15. Never told anyone. Didn’t expect to see his name anywhere if I googled it but there it was. He died suddenly at home three years ago. It’s really shaken me. I used to queue up at the local phone box to phone him but he never wanted to speak to me. He took away my self esteem which I never really got back….I guess he wasn’t much more than kid himself

MayBee yes can appreciate you were shaken at the news of the boy who took away more than your self esteem..your story of queueing up at the red telephone box to ring him, struck a chord with me...I was very infatuated with a boy and like you didn't want to speak/see me -he used to get his mom/nan to say he wasn't home...when I knew he was (good girl friend lived next door to him ) she was my 'spy' glad I'm not that age again as rejection hurts..

I’ve just remembered the worst bit. He said one of the reasons he didn’t want to see me again was that I wasn’t a virgin and I’d lied about it . I wonder if he ever realised what an effect his actions had had on my life and how it had shaped the way I thought about myself? Or even gave it a second thought? And, of course, it wasn’t something that I could talk about to anyone, it was like a guilty secret.Then again, I’ve probably done things that have hurt other people without realising it. It must be even more difficult now being a teenager, with social media etc. Round about the same time I met a gypsy boy on holiday and he treated me like a queen . Which at least shaped the way that I’ve ( hopefully) never judged people by their social standing. Anyways, I’ve got it off my chest now, after all these years!

Oh my goodness MayBee- to have kept this a secret all those years. I am so sorry to hear. Well, if this thread has given you the chance to offload about it, it would have been worth it. hugs

I guess those of us who have positive and happy memories of 'that' particular event, as I have- are very lucky indeed.