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I didn't have sex after prom. I went with my best friend and didn't want to spoil the friendship.
Sex is not the answer. Sex is the question. "Yes" is the answer. ~Swami X
I had planned to have post-prom sex, but it just didnt happen.
My family owns some land that we use for camping so my boyfriend and I planned to go there after prom and do some after prom-camping and have a nice, romantic night....glow of the campfire....sex on a blanket in the open, under the stars, feeling the warmth of the fire...
Sounded lovely. So we left prom a little early and took the almost 2 hour ride to the campsite. My boyfriend kept telling me how beautiful i looked and how he couldn't wait to get there and make love to me. I fell asleep halfway through the ride. When we got there, he woke me up and he started setting up the tent. I could not believe how tired i was. I had woken up very early to get ready and by that point i couldn't even keep my eyes open. He went to start a fire but whoever was there last forgot to cover the firewood and it got soaked from the rain. So, no light from the campfire. I was trying to get out of my dress to change but it was a huge ballroom gown style dress with a lace up back and i couldnt get it off but, i figured it was just because i was so exhausted so my boyfriend tried to help, with no luck. With no light from the campfire, i had to stand in front of his headlights while he had a flashlight in his mouth trying to put enough light on it to see how the hell to undo it. After a few minutes, i looked at him exhausted and said "lets just go home". Poor guys face was washed with disappointment. We couldnt start a fire, could barely see enough to set up the tent, couldnt get out of my dress, and i was so exhausted that any sex we'd have had would have been way less than the romantic, pleasurable sex i envisioned. Reluctantly, he agreed and we threw the tent in the car and started driving back home. I slept the whole two hours home amd barely remember getting home and getting in bed. I woke up the next morning still in my prom dress and had to get help to undo it and get it off.
I felt so bad about the whole thing. I wish i had a sexy, romantic prom story to tell but, at least i have a funny story to tell our kids when they're older.
My family owns some land that we use for camping so my boyfriend and I planned to go there after prom and do some after prom-camping and have a nice, romantic night....glow of the campfire....sex on a blanket in the open, under the stars, feeling the warmth of the fire...
Sounded lovely. So we left prom a little early and took the almost 2 hour ride to the campsite. My boyfriend kept telling me how beautiful i looked and how he couldn't wait to get there and make love to me. I fell asleep halfway through the ride. When we got there, he woke me up and he started setting up the tent. I could not believe how tired i was. I had woken up very early to get ready and by that point i couldn't even keep my eyes open. He went to start a fire but whoever was there last forgot to cover the firewood and it got soaked from the rain. So, no light from the campfire. I was trying to get out of my dress to change but it was a huge ballroom gown style dress with a lace up back and i couldnt get it off but, i figured it was just because i was so exhausted so my boyfriend tried to help, with no luck. With no light from the campfire, i had to stand in front of his headlights while he had a flashlight in his mouth trying to put enough light on it to see how the hell to undo it. After a few minutes, i looked at him exhausted and said "lets just go home". Poor guys face was washed with disappointment. We couldnt start a fire, could barely see enough to set up the tent, couldnt get out of my dress, and i was so exhausted that any sex we'd have had would have been way less than the romantic, pleasurable sex i envisioned. Reluctantly, he agreed and we threw the tent in the car and started driving back home. I slept the whole two hours home amd barely remember getting home and getting in bed. I woke up the next morning still in my prom dress and had to get help to undo it and get it off.
I felt so bad about the whole thing. I wish i had a sexy, romantic prom story to tell but, at least i have a funny story to tell our kids when they're older.
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I didn't go to prom. In fact I didn't technically lose my v-card until after graduation when I turned 18. (There were a few girls before hand)
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no such luck never went to my prom