So many firsts
My first lay was so much more than the guy who took my virginity. We'll call him V Snatcher, because, well, that's what he was.
In addition to being the first guy to put his you-know-what you-know-where, V Snatcher was also the first guy I ever fooled around with who already had a girlfriend (gasp!). In short, he was my first scandal.
I was barely 16 and we'd been hanging out for awhile couple weeks. The flirting had crossed the line from cute and innocent to do me now after about Day 2. Unfortunately, I didn't learn about V Snatcher's significant other until about Day 5. It escapes me now how that happened, exactly, but I'm fairly certain there was a plot to keep that information from me.
He'd tell me how he wasn't happy with her, how she talked about marriage and how it made him want die. He told me I was prettier, sexier, funnier... whatever, V Snatcher. I wasn't in it for that and even then I knew you weren't in it for that, either. And even if I did want a relationship at that point in time, I sure as shit didn't want it with you.
But the scandal got pretty intense for awhile. V Snatcher and his girl would be sitting on a couch, holding hands. I'd try to be friendly with her (but I guarantee I couldn't pick her out of a crowd today if I tried) and would sit next to her on the couch. He'd feign putting his arm around her waist, then grab my hand/leg/ass behind her back. While I was sitting two feet from her. It was bad. I loved it.
Then it happened. V Snatcher's girl was, for one reason or another, not drinking with us that night. I had one too many screwdrivers (god I can't drink vodka like I used to) and V Snatcher took me back to his place. Not that it took much convincing. Can I remind you here that I was 16? So was he. He lived with his mother.
We decided a dip in the hot tub was in order. I don't have my suit, I said. It's okay, he replied. I don't even own one. So we got in the hot tub.
Here where another first with V Snatcher comes in: Not only was that the first time I got laid, it was the first time I had sex in a hot tub. When we decided that just wasn't good enough (because, really, it's not) we moved to his bed. Another first: waterbed. That was much better.
He was on top. I was on top. But best of all? I came. (Is that even a correct term for women? Whatev. I use it all the time, so if it's not... get used to it.) It was really quite good for being my first time, from what I hear.
From what I can remember, V Snatcher and I didn't hang out much after that. He didn't call. I didn't call. I got my practice, which was really all I wanted it to be because I wanted to be prepared for... First Love.
Does that make me a horrible, shallow person? Even then I knew I was only sleeping with V Snatcher because I knew First Love refused to be the one to take my virginity and I wanted him oh-so-badly. So, when the time came with First Love, I could tell him honestly that yes, I had done this before.
But that's another story. Because this one is quite long enough.
XOXO
Christina
In addition to being the first guy to put his you-know-what you-know-where, V Snatcher was also the first guy I ever fooled around with who already had a girlfriend (gasp!). In short, he was my first scandal.
I was barely 16 and we'd been hanging out for a
He'd tell me how he wasn't happy with her, how she talked about marriage and how it made him want die. He told me I was prettier, sexier, funnier... whatever, V Snatcher. I wasn't in it for that and even then I knew you weren't in it for that, either. And even if I did want a relationship at that point in time, I sure as shit didn't want it with you.
But the scandal got pretty intense for awhile. V Snatcher and his girl would be sitting on a couch, holding hands. I'd try to be friendly with her (but I guarantee I couldn't pick her out of a crowd today if I tried) and would sit next to her on the couch. He'd feign putting his arm around her waist, then grab my hand/leg/ass behind her back. While I was sitting two feet from her. It was bad. I loved it.
Then it happened. V Snatcher's girl was, for one reason or another, not drinking with us that night. I had one too many screwdrivers (god I can't drink vodka like I used to) and V Snatcher took me back to his place. Not that it took much convincing. Can I remind you here that I was 16? So was he. He lived with his mother.
We decided a dip in the hot tub was in order. I don't have my suit, I said. It's okay, he replied. I don't even own one. So we got in the hot tub.
Here where another first with V Snatcher comes in: Not only was that the first time I got laid, it was the first time I had sex in a hot tub. When we decided that just wasn't good enough (because, really, it's not) we moved to his bed. Another first: waterbed. That was much better.
He was on top. I was on top. But best of all? I came. (Is that even a correct term for women? Whatev. I use it all the time, so if it's not... get used to it.) It was really quite good for being my first time, from what I hear.
From what I can remember, V Snatcher and I didn't hang out much after that. He didn't call. I didn't call. I got my practice, which was really all I wanted it to be because I wanted to be prepared for... First Love.
Does that make me a horrible, shallow person? Even then I knew I was only sleeping with V Snatcher because I knew First Love refused to be the one to take my virginity and I wanted him oh-so-badly. So, when the time came with First Love, I could tell him honestly that yes, I had done this before.
But that's another story. Because this one is quite long enough.
XOXO
Christina
High five on the clean poonani!
I have never had any complaints in the poonani odor department!
LOL I love how you are like yeah my first guy with a girlfriend, and not feel bad about it. That is so freaking awesome! My first time was like something out of a romantic movie....Yeah I don't wanna talk about it lol.
I fucking love your blog. My first was similar, as in my first had a girlfriend too. Only I knew about and still wanted to play. LOL. It def started my need for sandal. I am a little over it now, but I still have my occasional scandal. Stay tuned. I am sure something will happen next month or Feb. :) LOL.
Yeah, my first lay had a girlfriend too - me.
But I did sleep with a taken guy, he was my OOA (One Obligatory Asshole, which every girl should have, only to be able to recognize a good guy later on).
Flirting with him with her sitting between you? That's gusto. My sympathies on choosing a hot tub for your first time, but I 'm glad you quickly rectified that.
I don't think sex in a hot tub is all it's cracked up to be, either!
Oh goodness. I wish we lived close so we could have cocktails and conversations that detailed graphic sexual adventures....
I'm glad your first time(S) were memorable...although mine was on a water bed too, sadly it was nothing to write home about.
Your V-snatcher sounds like the first guy I dated seriously. He would always say how much more wonderful/pretty/smart/whatever I was than his first girlfriend.
Shortly thereafter, he left me to go back to her. *shrugs* I'm thankful he wasn't my V-snarther, though.
Wow! Glad to know I'm not the only one who lost it to a guy with a gf! But I can one up you, my first had the tinyiest you know what I've seen to date! I could barely feel it! I layed there thinking, is this sex, am I having sex? And oh yeah, it was right around Valentine's Day, and I worked with him AND his gf!
I used to love the scandals, but I've since settled down. However, after the recent breakup, I could use a good scandal again.
I have had my fun in a hot tub too!