So true! My wife has been on reliable birth control for as long as we've been together (two years engaged, forty-four years married.) having said that, we both knew that it might fail. In the first six years of our marriage, my (beautiful) wife and I discussed the possibility of accidental pregnancy on countless occasions. Neither of us wanted children so we always agreed, without hesitation, that abortion was our best, and preferable option. The following year, my wife threw a monkey wrench into things. We (well, I really) initiated an MFM threesome with a very close personal (male) friend. Once it got going, he fucked her several times a week and sometimes several times a day. She loved feeling him cum inside her and literally couldn't have him fuck her enough. This went on constantly for almost half a year. I didn't mind because he loved fucking her, she loved being fucked by him, and I loved watching him fuck her. It also didn't hurt that her sex drive had gone through the ceiling, so she wanted me to fuck her a lot more often as well. (Actually, she seemed to just wanted a lot more cock... from anybody!) The the subject of pregnancy came up again. This time, abortion was out of the question for her. She insisted that she'd have the baby, without knowing who the father was. When I asked her what she'd want to do about the baby once it was born, she said that she didn't know. That was the end of the discussion and it never came up again. So, back to your mandate of "COMMUNICATE!", I couldn't agree more. As a caveat, positions held on a topic, by either you or your partner, are not guaranteed to remain static (as my story, above, illustrates.)
I never was good at math or numbers. Does my hand count? No seriously, I'd have to say about 14 because that's about the time my principal at school wanted me to go out for football and I told him no and I was fucked from then on.
I was a late bloomer. 18….I was into hot rod cars, fishing and hunting. I only dated a little in high school.
I wasn't an early bloomer either, like most of the others.I was 17 and I thought that was way late but we lived way out in the middle of nowhere on a gravel road miles from a sizable town so my social life was very limited. And I grew up different than most my age, instead of going to school functions and proms and such to meet girls I started playing in my parent's bar band when I was 13 and my weekends were spent setting up playing and tearing down my drum set all under the watchful eye of my parents. Any girls who were interested in me back then were much older and of legal age to be drinking there and my parents kept them away from me.
It wasn't until I was 16 when I decided playing drums was not where it was at for me and learned to play a few songs on guitar. Soon I had a job playing guitar in a little ma and pop band with a couple who were friends with my parents. Again, I began playing in bars every weekend and making my spending money to put gas in my car, etc. During the summer break from school I was busy with playing in bars and clubs 6 nights a week as their house band, enjoying the lifestyle of a musician, sleeping till noon, running around all afternoon and going to the gig again that evening. The females I came in contact with in that era of my life were closer to my age but not ones I wanted to become that close to in order to break my virginity.
I was 16. My parents had divorced and married other people. I couldn’t get along with either of my step-parents. I met a man who was 21. I saw a way out if I married him. I did so and what a disaster. He was abusive to me and had a sex life outside of our home. I left him after 8 months.
:-(…so sorry! But I’m sure the decision helped moving into the right future relationships. Thank you for sharing!! ;-)
We, as a human, make serious mistakes so many times, if we want or have to escape from a war zone we should not escape towards the front line! So, if we did, we should find the right way to get back. Unfortunately, there have not been enough women's rights in our societies, so, women have to be careful dealing with the marriage decision to prevent further humiliation. It is not late, there is a planty of times to get into the right way and enjoy our lives. Good luck honey.
I was eight years old when a girl showed me how to have sex with her as a birthday present. Classic "no idea what this was" but I proved to be a fast learner.
I think you have to define “sex”. I know that some girls don”t consider somerhings sex. IMO someone is having an orgam that wad caused by someone else , then you juet had sex. There’s all kinds of “sex”. Me? I was 16 or 17 and i barely got the head in before i exploded. A negative experience to say the least.
