"Hey, I Found Your V-Card"

Maybe you've done it. Maybe you haven't. Either way, losing your virginity is AWKWARD most of the time. So, what are some of the most awkward ways Plymouth students have "lost their V-Card?"

Male PSU Senior: Sophomore year of college, my roommate set me up with a friend of his girlfriend. She happened to be from a town close to mine back home, and that made everything super convenient. After a few months, things were finally at the point where we were ready to "do it." She had already had sex, but I hadn't. We could never find the right place or time. One night, after hanging out at her friend's house, we began to make out in the car. Things were progressing pretty quickly, and eventually we moved to the backseat of my beat up Toyota. One pump in, I slammed my face off the door, but kept trucking through. Once we got dressed and back in the front seat, she looked down at her phone. She had a text that read, "Wow, getting busy in the back seat? Glad I got to see that whole thing." Her friend had been watching from her porch the whole time...

Male PSU Junior: Being a virgin in college can be one of the most depressing things ever. You develop this perception that everyone around you is having sex. They might not be, but that's how it feels. Sophomore year, my girlfriend and I figured out that it was time to lose our virginity. The only problem was that my roommate at the time wasn't the most social person in the world. Once it was 6 p.m. he didn't leave the room for any reason. That's the same for nights during the week and weekends. The longest he would leave the room was for ten minutes. Being optimistic I thought I'd need longer than that. One night, while my girlfriend was staying over, we both had had it and we decided that we needed to do it then and there. Things began heated up and we began to full on do it. They only thing that might be considered an issue here is that I had bunk beds in my room. A few minutes in I could hear my roommate on the top bunk making some angry passive aggressive noises. At about the ten minute mark (made it past my goal) he ended up jumping off his bed and turning to us. He turned, looked us in the eye and said, "They least you could have done was ask me if I wanted to join in," before storming off and slamming the door. Needless to say, we are no longer roommates.

Female PSU Freshman: I came to Plymouth a virgin. I was pretty much willing to give it to whoever. Not in, like, a slutty way, but I just didn't care and wanted to get it over with. First weekend here, last semester, I went out Friday night with friends and totally starting vibing with this guy right away. One thing led to another, and I asked this guy to come back to my room. Everything was going great at first. I went down on him, he went down on me, and we were being all sorts of handsy, too. All of the sudden, something hit me like a brick wall. I really didn't want to have sex with this guy. I don't know if it was his face, his stupid haircut, or the ridiculous AC/DC t-shirt he still had on while I was down on him. Finally, I told him I really wasn't up for having sex. That's when the unthinkable happened. He stripped full naked in front of me and began full on masturbating. We argued for about ten minutes until I just decided that I would rather bang him and his stupid face instead of see him keep touching his penis. He laid me down, inserted himself, and came immediately. Best part, I found out he was in my Comp class... every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, 9:05-9:55am.

Female PSU Sophomore: It was the middle of my senior year in high school when I got high for the first time. I wanted to be able to forget the stack of college applications lingering on my desk as well as the never-ending questions about my future. In the midst of reaching cloud nine, I met a guy who happened to be from the town over from me and we seemed to hit it off. I had a good feeling about him because he seemed to be the type of guy who likes to have a good time while following the gentleman manners his grandmother must have beat into him. After about ten minutes, the faces around me began to fade away and I'm feeling relaxed and comfortable. In the essence of feeling like a free bird, I decided to go back to guy's house. I could tell that this was leading into an 'adult slumber party' but I had no intentions of turning around. We were making out, but seemed ready to skip the foreplay because the next thing I knew, he asked if I was ready to have him inside me. Feeling guilty, I mentioned that it was my first time. He was cool about it, and even mentioned that he had always wanted to pop someone's cherry. He finally inserted himself, and after about two seconds, he looked at me and said, "Wow, it's a lot harder to pop a cherry than I thought." It was then when I realized that in the midst of my euphoric chemical combination of THC and estrogen that I was on my period...and still had my tampon in. He must have thought that I was really wet, when it actuality I was on my period. I pushed him back and attempted to discreetly pull it out and throw it on the floor. He reinserted himself and began humping away. Although, I could feel myself becoming damp, and I knew it was partly because of the blood. After a few minutes, he realized there was blood pretty much pouring out of my vagina, and ran off into the shower as I got dressed and slipped out his back door. To my surprise, he called the next day...only to ask me to pay for new bed sheets.