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Think back, way back, to when you were a spotty virgin.* It was all a bit overwhelming, wasn't it? I remember going to see a band as a teenager and standing behind a girl who I kinda liked, but who had been showing a lot of interest in a friend for the past week. She reached back and squeezed my leg.

I panicked. Brain decided that she'd clearly made a mistake and thought I was my friend: "Er, you've got the wrong bloke"

It was hours before I worked out what was going on.

So, tell us the stories of when you failed to lose your virginity - whether through your own ineptitude or simply because they scared the bejesus out of you.


* Apologies to spotty virgins out there. Wash.

(, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
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Having lost mine sometime previous, my 19th year was mostly spent trying to relieve my lady of the time of hers. Despite many attempts and near misses I would always end up driving home bent double in agony trying to avoid getting my knob caught in the steering wheel. It turned out that the main barrier was it being her parent's living room and she just couldn't bring herself to let go whilst they were upstairs asleep (sensitive soul that she was).

The opportunity to stay over at a house party appeared and it seemed that all was set fine for the night. My persistence had paid off and she seemed genuinely resigned to the fact that this would be the night of nights (my rampant horniness overcoming any hint of guilt about her mild reluctance).

A few beers into the party, sitting on the sofa, puffing the obligatory cigarette and flicking the ash into an empty can. All going well. I put the cigarette into the can to put it out in the dregs only to see that the damn thing is still alight. Before I could even engage my brain I picked up the can and blew into it - sending sparks and ash into both my eyes. Now this stang like a bastard and I spent the next two hours washing out fag ash from my puffy red eyes, cursing the world for its cruelty. Needless to say I didn't get to do any popping that night, and in time honoured fashion she allowed another bloke to sort out her virginity two weeks later. When I asked her why she replied 'I just got fed up saying 'no' all the time'. Fine words indeed.

There was no length due to the stinging eyeball. Apologies for mild off-topicness.
(, Tue 31 Oct 2006, 16:50, Reply)

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