MY FIRST POST
About me: I'm 19 years old and a sophomore in American college. I'm a virgin, and while I've had plenty of prolonged relations with cute girls who've liked me hard, I've never really had a girlfriend (one month in 6th grade with naught more than one quick peck on the lips notwithstanding). I've been aware of this site and its content for at least a year, reading it fairly often until recently; now I read it almost religiously. I go to the list of Chase's articles, all the way to the end by chronological order to 2008, and read around 5-10 articles a day. Almost done with 2011
Anyway, I've made virtually no planned approaches (it feels better to do something major when I have at least some idea of WHAT I'm doing), but last Friday afternoon, during a giant daytime outdoor college party, I turned a fairly benign interaction with a cute freshman into a pickup - I'm not a social person by default, but I find it very easy to talk to strangers, girls even more so for some weird reason. That, and I have a way of speaking that's very... animated? It's like... disarming, friendly, quirky, and teasing all at the same time, and I'm pretty good at sexy facial expressions. Despite the two of us running into her new "friends" left and right and the incredibly loud environment, the chaos gave me plenty of opportunities to lead her, and I used a lot of incidental touch. It started getting awkward towards the end of the interaction, which lasted for a total of about 20 minutes total, when we were forced together in a noisy crowd. But I still did my best to propose (or at least suggest) a near-future date and work out a few logistics issues then and there. Then, I casually grabbed her number, talked a for a little more, then made my excuses and left because I had business to attend to.
As for texting, I did it all by the book: texted an ice-breaker 3 hours later, then on at 1 AM Monday (sub-optimal, I know) to check up on her and follow up on the date suggestion over the course of two texts. Pretty much exactly like Chase's 20 Texting Tips final conversation. She didn't reply until Tuesday morning and said she'd be free this Friday between 2 and 5. She commutes 20 minutes by car and I commute 10 minutes by bike from a different location, so neither of us is ending up in the other's bed anytime soon... right? I did the best I could to not take forever to decide on a date and set up a meet on campus for some cheap lunch and ice cream, to which she not only agreed but seemed pretty enthusiastic about. It's going to be quite public, making sex seem pretty unlikely to me. Oh, and throughout the whole text conversation, I often took unpredictably long to respond to her texts (I would be busy reading the relevant GC articles, then remembering that I was texting her LOL).
But there's a bigger problem: I can't believe I'm saying on THIS forum... but I think I'm a prude. Like I said before, I'm a virgin and I've never really kissed a girl, despite having lots of opportunities to do so. Sex and passion are like... not real to me, they've never happened for me. Maybe it's because my parents didn't like each other much, and when I almost walked in on them it freaked me the f*ck out. I definitely like girls and even occasionally get erections. But I've never masturbated and never watched porn, and never ejaculated at all beyond the occasional nocturnal emission - often had when I've gone to sleep thinking about a girl or girls. I was at the grocery store earlier today and I passed by some condoms. I had never bought condoms before and I started to reach for them to put in my basket, but then I suddenly got really, really f*cking nervous and scared, in a "Am I REALLY about to fucking do this" sort of way, like I was about to jump into a barrel and go over Niagara Falls. I didn't buy them because I remembered that I could get some for free from my college's health center. I'm pretty sure I could get behind making out because I fantasize about that, but I've rarely, if ever, fantasized about having sex. I looked at a few cartoon drawings of sex positions earlier on Google and immediately my face contorted into a shocked, "WTF" expression. Do I just have a low sex drive or something? What's wrong with me?
TL;DR: There's a mediocre/halfway-decent chance that I could make out for the first time and lose my virginity in the very-near future, and for the most part, instead of being super excited, I'm super stressed, nervous, and terrified of the whole thing. Does anyone have some reassurance, advice, personal yarns, or other kind words for me? 'Cause I got anxious just writing this out. Thanks in advance!
About me: I'm 19 years old and a sophomore in American college. I'm a virgin, and while I've had plenty of prolonged relations with cute girls who've liked me hard, I've never really had a girlfriend (one month in 6th grade with naught more than one quick peck on the lips notwithstanding). I've been aware of this site and its content for at least a year, reading it fairly often until recently; now I read it almost religiously. I go to the list of Chase's articles, all the way to the end by chronological order to 2008, and read around 5-10 articles a day. Almost done with 2011
Anyway, I've made virtually no planned approaches (it feels better to do something major when I have at least some idea of WHAT I'm doing), but last Friday afternoon, during a giant daytime outdoor college party, I turned a fairly benign interaction with a cute freshman into a pickup - I'm not a social person by default, but I find it very easy to talk to strangers, girls even more so for some weird reason. That, and I have a way of speaking that's very... animated? It's like... disarming, friendly, quirky, and teasing all at the same time, and I'm pretty good at sexy facial expressions. Despite the two of us running into her new "friends" left and right and the incredibly loud environment, the chaos gave me plenty of opportunities to lead her, and I used a lot of incidental touch. It started getting awkward towards the end of the interaction, which lasted for a total of about 20 minutes total, when we were forced together in a noisy crowd. But I still did my best to propose (or at least suggest) a near-future date and work out a few logistics issues then and there. Then, I casually grabbed her number, talked a for a little more, then made my excuses and left because I had business to attend to.
As for texting, I did it all by the book: texted an ice-breaker 3 hours later, then on at 1 AM Monday (sub-optimal, I know) to check up on her and follow up on the date suggestion over the course of two texts. Pretty much exactly like Chase's 20 Texting Tips final conversation. She didn't reply until Tuesday morning and said she'd be free this Friday between 2 and 5. She commutes 20 minutes by car and I commute 10 minutes by bike from a different location, so neither of us is ending up in the other's bed anytime soon... right? I did the best I could to not take forever to decide on a date and set up a meet on campus for some cheap lunch and ice cream, to which she not only agreed but seemed pretty enthusiastic about. It's going to be quite public, making sex seem pretty unlikely to me. Oh, and throughout the whole text conversation, I often took unpredictably long to respond to her texts (I would be busy reading the relevant GC articles, then remembering that I was texting her LOL).
But there's a bigger problem: I can't believe I'm saying on THIS forum... but I think I'm a prude. Like I said before, I'm a virgin and I've never really kissed a girl, despite having lots of opportunities to do so. Sex and passion are like... not real to me, they've never happened for me. Maybe it's because my parents didn't like each other much, and when I almost walked in on them it freaked me the f*ck out. I definitely like girls and even occasionally get erections. But I've never masturbated and never watched porn, and never ejaculated at all beyond the occasional nocturnal emission - often had when I've gone to sleep thinking about a girl or girls. I was at the grocery store earlier today and I passed by some condoms. I had never bought condoms before and I started to reach for them to put in my basket, but then I suddenly got really, really f*cking nervous and scared, in a "Am I REALLY about to fucking do this" sort of way, like I was about to jump into a barrel and go over Niagara Falls. I didn't buy them because I remembered that I could get some for free from my college's health center. I'm pretty sure I could get behind making out because I fantasize about that, but I've rarely, if ever, fantasized about having sex. I looked at a few cartoon drawings of sex positions earlier on Google and immediately my face contorted into a shocked, "WTF" expression. Do I just have a low sex drive or something? What's wrong with me?
TL;DR: There's a mediocre/halfway-decent chance that I could make out for the first time and lose my virginity in the very-near future, and for the most part, instead of being super excited, I'm super stressed, nervous, and terrified of the whole thing. Does anyone have some reassurance, advice, personal yarns, or other kind words for me? 'Cause I got anxious just writing this out. Thanks in advance!