BORN AGAIN VIRGIN
Today’s newly deflowered virgin gets a second chance
When I lost my virginity I didn’t know what to expect. My partner had an embarrassingly small penis and it was over faster than I could undress. Nothing hurt, nothing bled — maybe I was born without a hymen? Still, as the months went on I realized it wasn’t going to get any better, we broke up in late June.
It was 4th of July weekend and I was feeling bad. I invited a friend to a bonfire with rebound on the mind. He was a bit older than me, but had expressed interest prior. After quite a lot of drinking the fire died and my friend excused himself. I followed and after awkward conversation we began hooking up.
We moved to his basement to ensure privacy. After his first pump, I flinched in pain and he asked if I was okay. I was drunk and determined so we continued on. After we finished, he went home and I snuggled into bed alone.
A month or so later I was looking in my planner to see when I would be expecting my period. I saw that I had marked down spotting the weekend of our hookup. The pain I felt from his first pump suddenly made sense. Maybe it wasn’t that I didn’t have a hymen, it was that my ex’s Vienna sausage was too small to break it. It was like I had done the impossible — I lost my virginity a second time.
Over beers, I told my guy what had happened and he was wildly flattered.
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