Why do we use the phrase ‘losing your virginity’? This week I had the pleasure of being with someone whose virginity is now no longer, and I’m pretty sure that he carefully chose to put his somewhere.

Yes, that was a terrible play on words. But admit it, you snickered.

Because I am a nice partner, there were orgasms for all – and afterwards, after giggles and cuddles and afterglow and a delicious lunch that he made for us both, I gave him chocolates and a card. I think everyone deserves chocolates and a card when they ‘lose’ a virginity, don’t you? It being Valentine’s Day was purely coincidental, although I did like the symmetry of ‘taking off the v-plates’ on V-Day.

Not that anyone’s given me chocolates and a card for any of my virginities – perhaps I need to treat myself? Because when it comes to virginities, there are multiple ones.

Off the top of my head, there’s the first time I tried fellatio. The first time I received cunnilingus. Penetrative PiV (penis in vagina) sex – that’s the one most people think of, of course. Anal sex. Giving cunnilingus. Being fisted vaginally (glorious!). My first threesome. Pegging. And there are still some virginities to go!

My partner for this weeks escapade is about my age, bisexual (now in experience rather than theory), and so has ‘lost’ other virginities as well, with partners of the same sex. He wasn’t lacking in experience in other areas. This was one item that just happened to still be waiting for, well, me.

Lucky me!

In the past I’ve assisted lovers of a variety of genders and sexualities with their virginities. And it’s something that’s definitely improved – for them and for me – as I’ve gained sexual experience. As a penetrative virgin trying to fuck another penetrative virgin? That was a disaster. (Also, why did no one teach teenagers about lubricant back then?) As an enthusiastic but not very knowledgeable cunnilingus fan? I was possibly not the best introduction to girl-on-girl loving. These days, I do a lot better. Or so feedback suggests…

So with my new partner, we’d been playing sporadically for a few months before getting to this point. We’d had plenty of orgasms together in other ways. We’d gotten all the tests we needed, and all my partners were on-board and knew what was going on. He’d also been introduced to the mysteries of cunts – not having had the opportunity to get up close and personal with one before – and I’d been able to show him how mine looked, and worked, and reacted. All so when the day came, things wouldn’t be too stressful, too new, too intimidating and scary.

And instead we had a blast. We laughed. We both brought condoms to the party and had to choose which to use. We made a mess of the sheets and had to do laundry afterwards. And we made a date to do it again next week!

No, that virginity wasn’t ‘lost’. It was very definitely put somewhere, and put there with pleasure.

| Curvaceous Dee