PROVOKR STAFF’S FIRST TIMES

The Good, The Bad + The Ugly

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BY: PROVOKR Staff

Everyone’s first times are different. Some are good. Some are bad. And some are downright ugly. Regardless of how your first time went, we all have a story. The PROVOKR staff is here to share their first times with you and allow you to look back on when you lost your v card.

In High School, I mostly made out with my boyfriend on Saturday nights as Friday nights were reserved for the girls. But college was an awakening. I met a girl with long blond hair who was a drummer and liked to play sports like me. We became instant friends then best friends. She asked me to move into a suite with her and a few other students who we knew. At night we would talk until the early morning and began to get physically closer. We hugged and held each other one night and then kissed a night or two later. Never had I kissed someone where my whole body tingled until I kissed this girl. It was a slow burn that led to incredible sex, a three-month backpacking adventure throughout Europe and many passionate nights over the next three years.

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My first time was my Freshman year of college. It was with a Sophomore who had an important leadership position on campus and I was very excited that he was interested in me. I was afraid to tell him I was a virgin, so I made up some story about losing my virginity in High School. He will probably never know that was my first time, unless he somehow noticed and just didn’t say anything. After it happened we went on a late night walk and ran into a group of people we knew. One of my friends was there so I quietly told her what had just happened while the guy was talking to someone else. What I hadn’t realized was that my friend was quite drunk, and she responded with an extremely loud “YES GIRL, GET IT!” The guy definitely heard.

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I lost a bet over a football game to my then boyfriend. As part of the deal, I had to wear a jersey from his team all day. Well, later in the evening, I put on nothing but his jersey, started playing his favorite A Tribe Called Quest album and texted him to come over. He stood up on my bed to put the condom on and hit his head on my ceiling fan, but other than that I thought it was great. A week or so later, he stopped talking to me, we broke up and I got my first UTI. The allure was gone.

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In college. Met up with a girl at a house party, we hooked up in the bathroom. It started good, but a lot of people were clamoring for the door, so we didn’t “finish” per se. Was interesting to say the least & I only saw the girl one other time after that. She was spoken for, so I thought it best not to home-wreck.

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When I was growing up there was this pervasive idea that if you were a girl and were intimate with another girl, it didn’t really count. Of course we now can acknowledge that that is nonsense. However, I internalized that mindset for many years, and it took me until my 20s to actually admit that my first sexual encounter was in middle school with another girl.

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I was late in the game and expected my first time to be awkward and uncomfortable at 19. After going home with a guy from the bar (against the wishes of my friends) we had a slightly drunk but very natural and enjoyable experience. It was so good we did again the next morning and another night after that. My first more-than-a-one-night stand was pretty perfect.

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WARNING: This entry contains sensitive content.

I wish I could say rockets went off but it was best friend’s boyfriend who got me really, really drunk one night and I was a novice drinker kind of more of a pothead. When I was in a blackout and semi conscious he raped me and gave me crabs as a souvenir. Sex got much better from there but I started off at the lowest of the low in terms of the wonders of the sexual adventures that were to follow. The real pain was my best friend from high school wouldn’t talk to me for months because I had sex with her boyfriend who bragged about having “nailed” me to our group. She could not believe that he had raped me and sided with him that I had seduced him. I was so young and a long way from knowing how to be seductive.