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  • What you need to know about losing your virginity

    No matter how long ago it happened, every 99% of women on the planet can tell you in clear terms how they lost their virginity. Of all the first things you’ll experience in your lifetime, your first time doing the deed truly marks a clear before and after.

    One minute, you’re a guy who has imagined what it would be like to penetrate a woman by way of lots of porn and sexual daydreams. And then next minute (or hopefully more), you’ve got the experience under your belt and you’re ready to start uhh, honing your craft so to speak.

    However, according to Danielle Page of ca.askmen.com, she advised that it might not be okay to get ahead of ourselves here. Because, according to her, losing your virginity is a pretty big deal, we want to make sure you’re going in there as prepared as humanly possible.

    That’s the great thing about cashing in your V-card in the digital age – you’ve got a world of information at your fingertips to make sure that you nail it. Ready to delve into the dos and don’ts? From what it’ll feel like on your first entry to when to do it, what to bring and what happens after it’s all over and done, here’s everything you need to know about losing your virginity.

    Here’s a fun fact about virginity that you probably didn’t know: It’s not real. “It’s most important to understand that virginity is a social construct and nothing more,” Anne Hodder, certified sex educator explains.

    “There is no medical or scientific definition of virginity. Some cultures believe that ‘virginity’ means penis-in-vagina sex, which causes some people to believe that other kinds of sex simply don’t count. But that’s not the case for everyone — we get to define what we consider ‘sex’ to be and treat our sexual desire and sex lives accordingly.” Because really, if you’ve given a woman an orgasm using just your mouth or hands, it should count for something, right?

    The fact that the term “virginity” is up for interpretation has definitely caused some confusion over the years – especially where oral sex is concerned. It has also managed to work its way into a few iconic films (if you’re a male virgin who has never seen the movie American Pie, there’s no time like the present.) But as far as the majority of society defines it, in order to for a man to lose his virginity as a heterosexual guy, he would need to penetrate a vagina with his dick.

    Before we start taking a look at v-card statistics around the world, let’s get one thing straight:

    the best age to lose your virginity is whatever age you feel ready – whether that’s 13, 14, 15, 22, 25 or beyond. “What matters is that you’re choosing to do it because you want it, not because you feel you ‘should’,” Hodder says.

    “And of course, you must have enthusiastic affirmative consent from our partner to assure you’re both on the same page.”

    But if you’re still curious about how old the rest of the folks around the globe are when they first do the deed, here’s an overview.

    “In the U.S., the average age for a man to lose his virginity varies from 17.1 to 18 depending on which study one goes by,” says self-development educator Tony Naemi.

    “This age makes sense, as the age of consent is 18 in most states. The U.S. ranked 24th out of 44 countries that were surveyed about this topic, with Malaysian men having sex on average later in life at an average age of 23 and Iceland being the youngest at an average age of 15.6.”

    If that number surprises you, you’re not alone. “Often, we believe that people around us are having a lot more sex than they actually are,” says Hodder, “and sometimes these social pressures can influence our decisions. Sex is tough to navigate – especially if you haven’t had much sexual experience – but there’s no right or wrong way to do it. Having sex for the first time certainly, differs from country to country mostly as a result of cultural or religious value systems more so than simple geography.”

    As far as what your first time will be like, it can really run the gamut. “It depends on a variety of factors,” says Naemi, “such as nerves, who your partner is, your familiarity with each other, your sexual desire, her sexual experience and desire, and where you’re having sex at – her house, your house, a friend’s apartment, club house, road side, etc..”

    Even though women typically experience more pain than men when losing their virginity, Naemi says it can happen to guys as well. “There might be some soreness depending on the tightness of your partner, the length of sex, and having worn a condom,” he says. However, with a few preventative measures (which we’ll get to), you’ll be able to avoid most of the factors that would potentially cause pain.

    What will your body feel like afterward? Likely, pretty awesome, since there are plenty of post-coitus endorphins that going to be running through your body. But as far as physical changes go, your penis will be the same as it was before you had sex. But according to Hodder, you’ll probably stand a little taller, psychologically speaking. “Some men might feel a sense of ‘matureness’ after having sex for the first time,” she says, “because sex is so often associated with being a ‘man.’ That, of course, is simply a social construct and the amount of sex someone is having has no effect on one’s gender identity.”

    Before we get to the action, there are a few questions you should ask yourself beforehand to know if you’re ready. A few Hodder recommends kicking things off with: “Why am I doing this? Am I trying to prove something to myself or someone else?”

    “It might also help to ask yourself how you feel about the person you might be having sex with for the first time and if your intentions for the experience are coming from a genuine place,” says Hodder, “not influenced by any social pressures we might be feeling.”

    Also, because this experience is going to stick with you for the rest of your days, Naemi suggests taking a hard look at who you’re deciding to do it with. “Ask yourself: Is this the person I want to remember for the rest of my life as having given my virginity to?’ If the answer is no, then don’t have sex with that person – Naemi.

    Even if you’ve already been through “Health 101” in high school, Hodder also says to make sure you’re protecting yourself against sexually transmitted infections, aka STIs — especially if your partner isn’t a virgin. “Risk management is essential when you choose to have sex,” says Hodder.

    “It takes only one act of sex to transmit an STI or, if you’re having penis-in-vagina sex, to cause an unintended pregnancy, so it’s important for both partners to know their status (get tested!) and use a barrier method to reduce the risk. Fortunately, condoms are super easy to get; you can buy them almost anywhere, and if you’re hard up for cash, health care offices like Planned Parenthood often provide condoms free of charge with no questions asked.”

    Also, make sure you know how to put a condom on the right way before you have sex for the first time. “Anticipating putting on a condom in the heat of the moment can build a load of anxiety that can get in the way and risk mistakes being made,” Hodder says.

    “I suggest men and women go through the steps of opening and putting on various barrier methods in the comfort of their rooms or homes and get the kinks out ahead of time so that, when the time ultimately comes, using these safer sex methods can feel like old hat.” A little lube can go a long way in helping this process (and keeping your penis pain free afterward). Put a drop in the condom before you slip it on, and if things start to get dry while you’re doing the deed, don’t be shy about using more to help keep things moving smoothly.

    How well your first time goes really depends on whether or not you and your partner are on the same page as far as your expectations — so make sure you have a conversation about it beforehand (and preferably not right before you’re about to do it, when nerves are high). “Talk with your partner way ahead of time, before any clothes are even close to coming off, to see if you’re both on the same page about what you want, what you like (and what you don’t), and how you’re feeling about it – Hodder.

    “Often, the fear or anxiety about having sex for the first time can make the whole experience feel a lot more nerve-wracking that it needs to be. It can help you feel even more connected with your partner to share how you’re feeling – because chances are, you’re both feeling something similar, and sharing about it can help build an even stronger intimate connection.”

    In terms of the positioning of the actual act, you need to be able to walk before you can run. Instead of trying to finagle both your bodies into difficult positions, sexologist Dr. Megan Stubbs recommends starting with the basics. “The missionary position is a classic for a reason,” she says.

    “In this position, the guy is able to control the depth and the thrusting, finding a pace and speed that works for them. If he has a partner who is willing to be on top, this can be a more passive position and allow them to let someone else take control.”  

    According to a study done by the Kinsey Institute, the difference between the average age that men and women lose their virginity in the U.S. isn’t that far off — 17.4 for females, and 16.9 for males.

    As with male virginity, what technically constitutes the loss of a woman’s virginity has often been misconstrued — from using tampons to dildos and even getting fingered. “The simple act of putting something in our vagina does not equal sex,” says Hodder.

    “Using a tampon is a necessary part of many menstruating people’s lives and has nothing to do with sexual pleasure and everything to do with managing menstrual flow. Self-stimulating with a dildo (or any other object) while masturbating is a common and healthy way to learn about our own sexual desires and is absolutely not the same experience as engaging in sexual intercourse with another person.”

    Even though men and women tend to lose it around the same age, changes in the female body after having sex for the first time are very different, and can sometimes (but not always) include bleeding…Some women may experience spotting, most often the result of friction from lack of lubrication – Hodder.

    You may have heard the term “popping her cherry” thrown around in reference to a woman’s first time, which refers to a woman’s hymen. “Most hymens cover only a portion of the vagina, almost forming a ring around its opening, which allows passage of tampons, penises, sex toys or other objects,” Hodder explains.

    “Tearing, ripping or other scary verbs do not usually happen to the hymen during first time P in the V sex. Hymens can stretch to accommodate whatever’s being inserted, and many women’s hymens actually stay intact long-term, regardless of how much sex they have. And while it’s still possible to tear them, many hymens actually heal, and tears often happen naturally during everyday life.”

    The first time my penis penetrated a vagina, it felt unlike anything I had ever felt before in my entire life—to an incomparable degree – Ray, 29. Nothing else felt even remotely similar (and I say this having previously had my dick inside a freshly baked pie, the hose of a vacuum cleaner and several women’s mouths). I can’t verbally describe exactly what it felt like.

    “I’d say warm and wet, but that doesn’t even come close to doing it justice. It felt amazing in a unique way that I immediately knew I could never properly replicate in any artificial way. And I suppose that’s the way it should be. The feeling of my penis inside of a woman was, is, and always will be the pinnacle of physical stimulation for me.”

    “I dated a girl all through high school who was one of those, ‘I’m religious so we can’t have actual sex, but we can do everything else under the sun’ girls,” says Murray, 26.

    “We broke up like a week before college. My first week there I became freshman class president and had to make some stupid little speech at the University. When it was over some senior girl who was watching came up to me and asked me what I was doing that afternoon. I said ‘nothing,’ and she said, ‘Okay come hangout in my room with me.’ My naive ass had no idea. We get to her room and I’m just sitting on her bed with her watching TV.

    She gets up and walks into her bathroom and comes out completely naked. Gets on top of me and says, ‘What do you want to do?’ I then proceeded to make some joke about playing hockey. She then pretty much ripped my clothes off and held me down until she got off, thanked me, and then literally never talked to me again. It was awkward because she pretty much used me like a dildo. It went on for about 10 minutes and I didn’t even finish.”

  • She took my son away, claiming I was not the father (1)

    I WAS with a client that afternoon when one of my phones rang. Normally, I don’t pick calls during meetings especially when with a very important client like Chief Eriga.

    But it was my mother calling, so excusing myself, I I took the call. What she told me spoilt my mood for the rest of the day.

    “Sunny, we can’t find Eddy!” she stated urgently. She explained further that my younger sister had gone to the school to take him home, when she was told that his mother had picked him up earlier.

    “Why did the school allow her to go with him? I remember instructing them that no one could pick him except my immediate family members. What kind of thing is that?” I stated furiously.

    Later, as I drove to my mother’s place at Surulere, I kept wondering what Julia, my ex girlfriend and Eddy’s mother was up to. Since she had the boy over eight years ago, she had not shown much interest in him. She had left him with my mother at barely six months old, stating she wanted to return to school to complete her degree programme.

    As it turned out, it was a lie. We learnt that the new man in her life, whom she had moved in with, was not keen on raising another man’s child. So, she had dumped the baby with my mother. For nearly four years, Julia never came to check on her baby or ask after him. Eddy was about five years old when she showed up one day, with the boy looking at her like a stranger, unable to recognise his own mother.

    That became the pattern over the years. She would pop in once in six months or so, then disappear again. What kind of mother did that to her own child?

    A mother like Julia, who cared more about her own desires and needs, whose sole purpose in life seems to be about catching fun and having a good time…

    ***

    Actually, I met Julia in the ultimate fun spot-  a nightclub. I was attracted to her from the start; she was friendly, beautiful and fun loving. That first night we met, she ended up at my house. She was a second year student at the Uni then. We would date for the next two years and it was two wasted years of my life.

    Okay, it was fun at the beginning and I loved her but as time passed, I discovered that being with Julia is like dating the whirlwind- you can’t pin it down. This is a lady with no sense of commitment, of sticking with one man. She had several boyfriends all over the place and she did not even bother to hide them from me.

    Sometimes, she would even bring her man friends to my house when I was away at work or business engagements took me out of town. We had so many fights over this.

    “What is it you are looking for with those guys? I give you everything-money, love, attention. What more do you want?”

    “Is that all there is to life?” she would retort, blowing cigarette smoke in my face.

    I stepped away from her to avoid inhaling the noxious fumes. That was another bone of contention between us- her smoking and drinking habit.

    Julia would wake up in the morning and the first thing she would do is to light a cigarette. Because of her, my house often smelled like a cigarette factory.

    “You had better stop this your smoking or it will kill you one of these days,” I would warn her.

    “A man must die by one thing or the other,” she would rejoin.

    My mother, on noticing some of these traits in her, called me one day and said:

    “Sunny, this girl that has been living with you all this while, what are your plans towards her?”

    “What do you mean, Mama?” I countered.

    “I hope you are not nursing plans to marry her? That girl no be am at all!” she said bluntly in pidgin.

    “What do you have against her, Mama? She’s not that bad once you get to know her well. She’s a nice girl,” I told her.

    “Nice girl? That one that smokes and drinks as if she works in a brewery! Anyway, I’m not surprised considering where you picked her from!” she retorted.

    I assured her not to bother her head about the issue as I was not intending settling down soon with her or any other lady.

    That was until one day I returned home to hear some surprising news from Julia…

    To be continued

     

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  • The birthday gift (1)

    (What do you do when your fiancé dumps you a month before your wedding? Do you lick your emotional wounds and move on or you plot vengeance? This is the situation Naomi, the protagonist in this story faces.)

     ***

    He promised me forever, that our love will last till the end and we would never be apart. I gave him four years of my life and what was my reward? To be dumped unceremoniously just weeks before our big day! Even now, over a year later, the memory of Thad’s betrayal still hurts like an open knife wound that refused to heal. 

    That day is imprinted in my brain forever when Thad told me he could no longer marry me because he had fallen in love with someone else. An old school friend of mine for that matter! What kind of man does that? He did not even consider my feelings or those of our families, friends and well-wishers who were looking forward to our wedding day. Or the four years we had been together as a couple whom our friends envied because of the great love we had for each other. Four years of love, devotion and care down the drain in a jiffy…

    I first met Thad in the second company where I worked after leaving school. He was already a manager then and was full of drive and ambition, traits that I find very attractive in a guy. Maybe that was what drew me to him because back then, I already had a boyfriend, Jeff. The only problem was that the relationship with Jeff had no future as he had made it clear to me that he was not ready to settle down anytime soon. 

     “Marriage is not for me; at least not now,” he often said whenever I asked where the relationship was heading. So, when Thad started showing interest in me, I did not think twice about leaving Jeff for him. From the beginning, Thad made it clear that he wanted me for a serious relationship and not ‘just for fun.’ He said he wanted a woman who would be supportive and help him actualise his goals and dreams in life.

    “I think I have found that in you, Naomi. So, will you be my girl?” he had asked that evening after one of our dates. We had been sitting in his car by the gate of my family home where I still lived back then. 

    I told him ‘yes’ as I had fallen for him then and a few months later, we became officially engaged. Thad wanted us to get married straight away as he did not see any reason to delay the wedding. I agreed with him but my parents were not too keen on our getting married less than a year after we met. 

    “It’s too soon. You just met him not too long ago. Take your time to study him, know him better. Men are like the chameleon, they can change anytime. So, be sure, my dear that he’s the one for you,” my mother advised. Based on that, we had to shift the wedding date till the following year.

    Later, other things happened to further delay the marriage. Thad lost his father whom he was very close to. It took him sometime to recover from the shock of his father’s death. I had to be there for him to console him as his fiancée. Then, Thad was nominated by the company for a management course in the U.S. He was away for about eight months and I missed him terribly. On his return at the end of the programme, things went back to normal and we resumed our plans for the future.

    We chose a date in April last year for our wedding, which was my birthday as I wanted it to be a double celebration. 

    The bombshell

    A week before Thad dropped his bombshell on me, I had gone for the final fitting of my wedding gown. My friend Winnie had introduced me to a lady who made exquisite bespoke wedding gowns in town. Her prices were steep but she was very good and her gowns were lovely. Her store was at Lekki and I had spent a long time there while she made some adjustments on the gown and veil. 

    “Have you put on some weight? Your waist looks bigger than the last time you were here,” she stated as she measured my bust and waistline with a tailor’s tape. 

    “Maybe I ate too much at the party I attended last weekend’, I said, laughing. I stood in front of the large mirror and checked out the gown. It was a strapless design with a bolero jacket to cover up during the church service. Apart from the small train on the skirt and some adjustments here and there it was almost ready. 

    “It’s looking good,” I said, spinning round to see the back. 

    “Just don’t put on more weight so it can fit properly especially in the bust and waist,” said the designer as she knelt down to check the hemline.

    “I need to do more exercises then,” I said, smiling. I was happy with the gown and our wedding plans too which were going well. It was stressful with all the arrangements, but I did not mind; at the end of the day, Thad and I would be together always.

    That evening, Thad came to pick me up for an outing we had. I told him about my visit to the designer as well as the caterer we had booked for the reception.

    “She wants the deposit by next week so she can make her preparations. We still need to make the booking for the hall at the events centre. I spoke with the manager yesterday and he wants us to come for the final inspection,” I said as we drove off.

    As I continued chatting about other matters concerning our nuptials, I noticed that Thad was a bit absentminded. Usually, he would be highly interested in what I was saying but that day, it was as if his mind was elsewhere.

    “What did you say?” he asked turning to me in the car. I had just asked about his mother but there had been no response from him.

    “You’ve not been listening to me, have you?” I said. “What are you thinking about?” I queried.

    “You,” he said with a smile.

    “I’m here with you so why would you be thinking about me?” I asked teasingly. 

    “Because you are looking really sweet tonight, baby,” he said.

    I laughed.

    “You always say that anytime I’m dressed up and we are going out,” I noted, caressing his cheek.

    Later that night, we were leaving his friend’s house where we had gone visiting when Thad’s phone rang. I sat in the car and waited for him while he took the call which lasted for a long time.

    “Who was that?” I asked when he joined me in the car.

    “Oh, just a friend I met during the training in the States,” he said, starting the car…

    To be Continued…

    Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator and other individuals in the story.

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