I will forever refer to this one as "the driveway incident." Out of all of the dumb shit I've done when I was younger, this is probably the one thing I should be most ashamed of... but I'm not. I don't believe in shame. Or regret. An experience is an experience. You either enjoy it or you learn from it and move on. I think this one falls somewhere in between there.
So very soon after I lost my virginity to Kevin, we hung out with my other friend Kelly. I could probably start a whole other blog just filled with stories involving Kelly... but this time she didn't really do anything. She was just there and Kevin tried to hook up with her. So I moved on. We ended up at a party at some other guy's house who was also friends with T's boyfriend. It wasn't huge. Probably no more than 10 people.
Somehow, I honestly don't remember how, I ended up making out with a guy I had just met. (Yes, alcohol definitely played a part in this one.) I'm trying to remember his name now, and I'm about 90% sure it was Ben. And no. I never knew his last name. Ben(?) was pretty cute. He had his chin pierced.
So this party was mostly taking place inside this guy's garage and out in the yard. He had the garage doors opened and people were just hanging out all around. I don't have the slightest clue what the guy's name was, but his mom's car was in the driveway even though his parents weren't home. And Ben lifted me up and sat me on the hood of his mom's car. We made out some more. It was fun. Then he undid my pants and started to go down on me... and I didn't think I drank that much, but somehow hearing voices from the garage laughing and saying "Holy shit, what are they doing?" didn't do anything to make me think I should stop.
At some point we slid down from the hood of the car to the driveway. Where we proceeded to have sex in full view of everyone at the party. Seriously in the "sluttiest thing I've done" category, I think this would have to be it. Maybe. It would definitely be the most reckless, at least. Because in the middle of all this, I never even stopped to worry about the fact that we weren't using protection. That's the one part that I let me scold myself for. But I was 17 and had just started having sex. Teenagers can be dumb.
So my friends had a nice laugh at my display once it was over. But the funniest part was that after we got dressed, Ben realized that his chin piercing had fallen out. So a bunch of people from the party got down on the ground to look for it. And one of them had to state the obvious that we were all feeling around where Ben and I had just had sex. Yup. Good times.
I had unprotected sex with a guy whose last name I didn't even know. Gee, is that where my love life started to go wrong?
Side note: A while later at a concert, I saw him. I pointed him out to my friends and then I hid behind a pole. I can't even imagine what that conversation would have been like.
You know, I don't remember if we ever found his piercing. But I lived in the same town for many years after, and every time I drove by that house I would laugh. So I guess the experience must count as a good one in some twisted way.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
You Never Forget Your First Piece
I've decided I'm going to start these blog entries off by chronicling all of my past sex partners. And then I'll move on to the ones who didn't quite make it that far, because there's plenty of good stories there too. Now this isn't supposed to be me bragging about my sex life or trying to claim that all males suck. It feels more like therapy for me. Because I've been thinking a lot lately about my past relationships and why nothing's ever really worked out for me in a long time. And I'd really like to figure that out. So maybe this will help. And if it's me... please, someone tell me what I'm doing wrong.
So here we go with #1.
I meant the title of this post as a joke, but then I realized I actually had something in common with the American Pie boys. I went through a period in high school where I was actively trying to lose my virginity. Now it's funny in the movie, but what is it when a girl really tries to do it? I wasn't trying too hard, of course, because let's face it - if a teenage girl wants to have sex she just needs to raise her hand and volunteers will be lining up. But I guess I just thought "Hmmm I'd like to have sex now," and it did lead me to a couple interesting situations.
But here's how it finally happened (after I'd quit trying). And a disclaimer: I'll probably be changing some names just in case.
It was the summer before my senior year in high school. I had a friend ... who I don't want to call slutty... but she spent a lot of time in high school sneaking out and meeting up with boys. We'll just call her T. One night I went out with her and we met up with some guys. I believe one was her boyfriend at the time and the other, Kevin, was his friend. We went to Kevin's house. Kevin had had a crush on T for a long time. Somehow, and I honestly can't remember details this far back, Kevin and I ended up making out in his bathroom while everyone else watched TV. We didn't have sex, but we did everything else. I can remember sitting on his sink with my jeans down at my ankles thinking that this was pretty fun. After we joined everyone else in the living room and probably held hands on the couch, or something silly like that, for the rest of the night.
I don't remember if we spent more nights fooling around after that. I do have a fuzzy memory of trying to hook up in the backseat of his car. But I know that it was probably only a week later that we had sex. It was the middle of the day. Funny thing about T, she would park her car at my house or our friend D's house when she didn't want her parents to know where she was. My mom wasn't strict at all, but I remember that that day I parked my car at D's house because Kevin lived so close to me and I didn't want my mom to drive by and see my car there.
So Kevin was older than me. I think only 21 or 22. Something like that. But he shared a bedroom with his father. And that's where we had sex. So I'm lying on his bed, with him on top of me, in the middle of losing my virginity, and I turn my head to the side and I'm staring at his father's bed. I don't remember much about the actual sex, other than it lasted maybe two minutes. But I remember looking at that bed and thinking about how weird this was.
Oh, and it didn't hurt. Not at all. I think that was partly due to the fact that Kevin wasn't exactly well-endowed. But I remember thinking at the time, "Is this it? Why was I nervous about this?"Then I left and walked a few streets over to D's house to get my car.
And there you have it. I think we might have done it one more time after, but I'm not sure. Oh, did I mention Kevin was shorter than me and unattractive? And still crushing big time on T? Wow, now that I said that... I think that may have set the precedent for my entire sexual experience with guys. See? I'm figuring things out already.
Stay tuned for my second piece... it's a much more scandalous story.
So here we go with #1.
I meant the title of this post as a joke, but then I realized I actually had something in common with the American Pie boys. I went through a period in high school where I was actively trying to lose my virginity. Now it's funny in the movie, but what is it when a girl really tries to do it? I wasn't trying too hard, of course, because let's face it - if a teenage girl wants to have sex she just needs to raise her hand and volunteers will be lining up. But I guess I just thought "Hmmm I'd like to have sex now," and it did lead me to a couple interesting situations.
But here's how it finally happened (after I'd quit trying). And a disclaimer: I'll probably be changing some names just in case.
It was the summer before my senior year in high school. I had a friend ... who I don't want to call slutty... but she spent a lot of time in high school sneaking out and meeting up with boys. We'll just call her T. One night I went out with her and we met up with some guys. I believe one was her boyfriend at the time and the other, Kevin, was his friend. We went to Kevin's house. Kevin had had a crush on T for a long time. Somehow, and I honestly can't remember details this far back, Kevin and I ended up making out in his bathroom while everyone else watched TV. We didn't have sex, but we did everything else. I can remember sitting on his sink with my jeans down at my ankles thinking that this was pretty fun. After we joined everyone else in the living room and probably held hands on the couch, or something silly like that, for the rest of the night.
I don't remember if we spent more nights fooling around after that. I do have a fuzzy memory of trying to hook up in the backseat of his car. But I know that it was probably only a week later that we had sex. It was the middle of the day. Funny thing about T, she would park her car at my house or our friend D's house when she didn't want her parents to know where she was. My mom wasn't strict at all, but I remember that that day I parked my car at D's house because Kevin lived so close to me and I didn't want my mom to drive by and see my car there.
So Kevin was older than me. I think only 21 or 22. Something like that. But he shared a bedroom with his father. And that's where we had sex. So I'm lying on his bed, with him on top of me, in the middle of losing my virginity, and I turn my head to the side and I'm staring at his father's bed. I don't remember much about the actual sex, other than it lasted maybe two minutes. But I remember looking at that bed and thinking about how weird this was.
Oh, and it didn't hurt. Not at all. I think that was partly due to the fact that Kevin wasn't exactly well-endowed. But I remember thinking at the time, "Is this it? Why was I nervous about this?"Then I left and walked a few streets over to D's house to get my car.
And there you have it. I think we might have done it one more time after, but I'm not sure. Oh, did I mention Kevin was shorter than me and unattractive? And still crushing big time on T? Wow, now that I said that... I think that may have set the precedent for my entire sexual experience with guys. See? I'm figuring things out already.
Stay tuned for my second piece... it's a much more scandalous story.
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