2016 saw me as a final year student preparing to defend my project. I had always avoided boys and partying while in school because I didn’t want to make any mistake. After my final exams, I just felt I needed to live a little and try something I wouldn’t do normally. I met this guy on Facebook and we became call buddies then he invited me over to his place in Sapele meanwhile, I schooled in Awka.
At first, I didn’t think I was going to honour his invitation but then one Saturday came and I needed a new adventure so I took the next available bus to Sapele. The funny thing was I didn’t know Sapele was very far from Awka. I thought it was close like Asaba since they were all in Delta state.
I arrived at his place at night and I must say things got pretty steamy from there. I went from being an innocent virgin to an about to be disvirgined. I remembered my mother’s threats, advice and prayers and I knew that was not how I wanted to lose my virginity. Luckily for me, this guy respected that. But a lot of “Dry-humping” went on.
I spent two days with him and I finally returned to my abode with sore thighs gotten from him resting in between there while we were dry-humping. It was then the guilt set in, then the anger and self-rebuke. Then I got scared, what if his sperm had swam into my body and fertilized an egg? I wasn’t ready to be a mother yet. I was still young and yet to explore life. What if I was forced to marry him because of the pregnancy? My life would be so miserable.
I thought of all the things I was yet to achieve. I couldn’t run away because then, life would be very hard for me. I gave abortion a thought and it seemed the only way out. My thoughts scared me! How did I go from being innocent to thinking of killing an unborn baby. It was then I knew not to judge people who find themselves in this situation. Everyone makes mistakes.
Normally, I always dread my periods because of the menstrual cramps but I prayed so hard for this particular period to come. I was willing to endure and even enjoy the pain. I prayed and cried to God to not allow me be put to shame. I even promised not to talk to any man at all. I eventually swallowed my pride and asked my friends for help and after laughing me to stupor, they said I couldn’t wind up pregnant if there wasn’t an actual penetration but I just didn’t believe them. I read online articles and I just couldn’t understand any of it.
Finally, my period came and I was so grateful to God. That still didn’t quell my fears. Months after I still checked my stomach to see if it was protruding with child because I’d heard of cases whereby people saw their periods and were still pregnant. It was a crazy period for me and I cut all contact with my ‘dry-humping’ partner because I believed him a spawn of the devil on a mission to wreck havoc to my life.
This is 2018 and I have a boyfriend who I’m so attracted to and it seems I’ve forgotten about my promise to God to steer clear of men. Lol.
I’m a modern-day virgin.
Dry-humping: This is the process of two people repeatedly moving up and down, back and forth on top of each other fully clothed or missing few pieces of clothing but the penis doesn’t come in contact with the vagina or even if it does, there isn’t any penetration.
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