So we tried it, and like magic (actually about 15 minutes of me agonizingly lowering myself onto him) it happened.
After some extensive Googling, I realized that when women are on top it gives them more control during sex. I reported back to my friends that it was never gonna happen. Somehow my tightly-wound brain was sending signals to my vagina that nothing would be entering my body.Įvery day we’d try, and same thing - my body wasn’t having it. But he got on top of me and nothing happened. I was 17 and very much in love/super horny so I figured we were ready to go. That should preface how my first attempts at sex went. 'I don’t know if anyone else’s gynecologists comment on the strength of their patients’ vaginal walls-but mine has. 'It was funny and awkward and sweet AF and it’s one of my favorite memories from being a teenager.'
