Ménage àTrois: Losing it, the GBC edition

By Alisha Riley, Courtney Niven & Mary-Grace Falvo
Dialog Sex Columnists

In our sextroduction to y’all we will be sharing with you our introductions to sex: in layman’s terms, our first times.

Alisha: I lost my virginity at the age of 17. He was my first serious boyfriend, although I didn’t know that at the time. We had been dating approximately three weeks when we first had sex. We were in my childhood room at my parents’ house; the walls plastered with pictures of male celebrities from teen magazines, the lights turned off. During an intense make-out session, I found myself straddling my partner, and our clothes coming off. As both my partner and I were virgins, we were both eager, foreplay consisted of making-out and some heavy petting – we just wanted to get to the fucking. The sex was clumsy and awkward. While he struggled putting on the condom I lay awkwardly beside him, waiting. Finally the moment came for him to enter me, and in the dark with little knowledge of female anatomy, it took a couple of tries before we got it right. The sex was painless, it did not last very long, and frankly was not all that memorable.

Courtney: I lost my virginity to a woman at a time when I was finally embracing my sexuality, slowly coming out and resisting an atmosphere saturated by homophobia. Picking from a slim pool of cute lesbos, I took the bull by the horns and sought out my first lesbian encounter. After a couple of dates, we came back to my tiny non-air conditioned attic apartment and went straight for my roommates bed where she encouraged serious practice on her body. She pushed me onto the bed, ripped my clothes off, then suddenly got up and ran to the bathroom. I laid on the bed thinking, “What the hell is she doing? What is more important than THIS?” She came back, got on top of me and as I felt her body on top of mine, I couldn’t help but feel something gliding up and down my stomach. She had arrived – with a strap on! My heart sank and I pondered what I was to do; do I touch it? Do I let her put it in? I fumbled and tried to figure out how to maneuver it until it inevitably popped off inside me.

Mary-Grace: I lost my virginity when I was 16. We (‘then boyfriend’ and I) spent the entire summer between grade 10 and 11 trying to have sex. We weren’t at all inventive in our trying; just good old-fashioned thrusting attempts at getting his penis entirely into my vagina. It’s obvious now my vagina just needed to get used to him and she was going to do that inch by aggravating inch. Then one evening after school, on the basement floor of his parents’ house, my vagina gave the go ahead. I remember the initial shock registering for both of us, “oh my god we’re totally having sex” then the mild confusion, “is this what having sex is?” then the self-assured, “obviously penis in vagina equals sex, duh” and then the basement door opening, “come upstairs we’re going to take Mary-Grace home now!” SERIOUSLY?!? But like any self-respecting teenagers who didn’t want their parents to know they were having sex in the basement, we put our pants on, went upstairs and I went home… and the next day made a friend’s older brother drive us from school, to ‘then boyfriend’s’ house, during lunch, so we could finish what we had so diligently started.

And so begins our sex adventures.

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Get ready; it’s going to be a clit-bonering; genitally-lubricating, nipple-hardening ride.

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Ménage àTrois: Losing it, the GBC edition