I was 15. I went to a part, got drunk, passed out & woke up with a guy I'd been flirting with earlier in the night on top of me.
That is very close to my story, only I was 14 and I wasn't flirting with him. I thought he was my friend.
I found out a few years later that planned it and was initiating drinking games to get me drunk enough (he was drinking straight from the bottle, so I couldn't tell that he wasn't actually taking drinks). I was very naive and stupid.
I willingly had sex the following year (that's what I put in the poll) with my boyfriend. I think I was trying for a do over.
Stats show less than half of teens under 18 have had sex, yet people claim kids are going to have sex and you can't stop them.
So, lets take a poll.
Well, we aren't teens.
And I wonder how accurate the stats are?
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You were once.
Google it - all the stats from different polls say pretty much the same thing. The rate of sexual activity doesn't get over 50% until age 18. Don't you remember taking those anonymous surveys in school? I do. High school and college.
And I'm going to say those are more accurate than the simple belief that just because you (general you) had sex as a teen means everyone did.
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I can explain it to you, but I can't understand it for you.
I was 15. I went to a part, got drunk, passed out & woke up with a guy I'd been flirting with earlier in the night on top of me.
That is very close to my story, only I was 14 and I wasn't flirting with him. I thought he was my friend.
I found out a few years later that planned it and was initiating drinking games to get me drunk enough (he was drinking straight from the bottle, so I couldn't tell that he wasn't actually taking drinks). I was very naive and stupid.
I willingly had sex the following year (that's what I put in the poll) with my boyfriend. I think I was trying for a do over.
That sucks that a friend set you up NAOW. I understand exactly what you mean by a do over. That is why I tried again with someone I trusted.
When I was 16, I was flirting around with a much older brother of a friend. We planned to see each other at a party one night. Earlier in the day, my friend overheard her brother telling his friend that he was going to do me that night. So my friends and I made other plans for the evening.
I was 18 and I had such Catholic guilt over it, I married him. Got it annulled 10 months later when he slapped me one too many times.
I was 18. Wasn't dating the guy. Just called him out of the blue and told him I was tired of being virgin and asked he wanted to fix that.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
I was two months away from being 21. Started at 20 and got pregnant not long after that. Had my first child at 21. And no, it wasn't an oops baby.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
A guy I wasn't exactly dating, but was friends with. I do not regret the choice.
When I was 14, it almost wasn't my choice. After that, I used my religion to say I was waiting for marriage. In reality, it took a very long time for me to trust again.
I was 14, a freshman and dating a senior. He was more naive and terrified than I was. I was the lead in the school play and that was how we celebrated opening night. We broke up 4 months later.
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Out of all the lies I have told, "just kidding" is my favorite !
I was 14, but "dated" him forever. I still wish i could find him...
I dated him forever too. But he isn't someone I would want to meet up with again. He was a great boyfriend but not the best person. If that makes sense.
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Out of all the lies I have told, "just kidding" is my favorite !
Ok so my first was the bro of a friend of mine. I slept over her house one night and he came downstairs to where I was and did it. We didn't date then. But 15 years later we ended up living in the same seaside town and dated. It was fun (the second time around when we were grown up).
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
Ok so my first was the bro of a friend of mine. I slept over her house one night and he came downstairs to where I was and did it. We didn't date then. But 15 years later we ended up living in the same seaside town and dated. It was fun (the second time around when we were grown up).
I had to read that first sentence twice.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Ok so my first was the bro of a friend of mine. I slept over her house one night and he came downstairs to where I was and did it. We didn't date then. But 15 years later we ended up living in the same seaside town and dated. It was fun (the second time around when we were grown up).
I had to read that first sentence twice.
Sorry, too lazy to type it all out so shortened it!
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
Ok so my first was the bro of a friend of mine. I slept over her house one night and he came downstairs to where I was and did it. We didn't date then. But 15 years later we ended up living in the same seaside town and dated. It was fun (the second time around when we were grown up).
I had to read that first sentence twice.
Sorry, too lazy to type it all out so shortened it!
I thought you might have been confessing some kind of Alabama back woods crap for a minute.
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Ok so my first was the bro of a friend of mine. I slept over her house one night and he came downstairs to where I was and did it. We didn't date then. But 15 years later we ended up living in the same seaside town and dated. It was fun (the second time around when we were grown up).
I had to read that first sentence twice.
Sorry, too lazy to type it all out so shortened it!
I thought you might have been confessing some kind of Alabama back woods crap for a minute.
:rolf: Nope, never did it in Alabama,wait.... Nope never did!
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
Ok so my first was the bro of a friend of mine. I slept over her house one night and he came downstairs to where I was and did it. We didn't date then. But 15 years later we ended up living in the same seaside town and dated. It was fun (the second time around when we were grown up).
I had to read that first sentence twice.
Sorry, too lazy to type it all out so shortened it!
I thought you might have been confessing some kind of Alabama back woods crap for a minute.
Nope, never did it in Alabama,wait.... Nope never did!
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Sometimes you're the windshield, and sometimes you're the bug.
So there is no uncle pawpaw or sister aunt in your family tree?
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A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
Taking the question to mean literally penis into vagina penetrative intercourse, my answer was 18+.
That doesn't mean, however, that that was my first sexual experience with another person. To use the baseball vernacular, "third base" was visited quite often over the years before graduation, both giving and receiving.