I came across this new word today, in my travels: Coitarche. It's like menarche, only for coitus. Fascinating, eh?


So, let's get personal here. When was your 'coitarche'? (since the definition of 'coitus' is penile/vaginal intercourse, I'll broaden my definition to include every other kind of sex)

Mine was when I was 19. He was a skinny little guy. He was (and is) manic depressive, we'd have long conversation about abstract concepts. We'd volley intellectual ideas back and forth until my brain couldn't take it anymore. Physically, I was not very attracted to him, nor him to me, I think. I had just finished a quasi-relationship with a girl who had just come out of the closet, and thought she was in love with me. It was hell. So, this unassuming, rational little guy seemed like a nice change. I definitely wasn't in love with him, but I was comfortable with him, the way one would be with, say, a pet fish.

Anyway, after a few months of being on birth control, and of enduring dry humping through layers of corduroy and demin, it finally happened. Honestly, I don't remember much of the actual event. I don't remember any pain, or blood, or anything out of the ordinary. What I do remember, though, was feeling different. I can't really explain it, only to say that I felt more aware of things, that a door was open, somehow.

Soon after that, I went on a shopping spree of sex books and toys, and the rest is history.