My first time I felt cheated... I felt like a precious illusion had been broken and what I thought would be more special had proven to be just two human beings doing stuff...
I guess I'd been a vigin for too long... (20 fucking, or more accurately non-fucking, years) and had been indoctrinated too long by the media with how 'special' it was. It's not special unless you both really try hard to make it special.
Actually, for a long time afte that experiance, I didn't get aroused by anything... a nakid woman could've been standing in front of me and I would've been like 'yeah... whatever.. get out of my way, I'm watching a movie...'. It's only recently that I've begun to taken an interest in it again... and probably only because my genes tell me to.
Then again, it probably all depends on the situation... mine was with a woman I loved to dear life and that I found out didn't really love me back. So I guess you shouldn't listen to my bitter opinion.
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