People who are subscribed to Khloe Kardashian’s website are really getting intimate details about the star’s sexual life. She revealed yesterday that she lost her virginity at age 15 and said her first experience was scary. She also said she didn’t have her first orgasm until she had already been having sex for years. What she wrote after the cut..
“It’s not funny to lose your virginity! It’s weird and you’re scared and it hurts and you don’t know what will happen.’
‘I was 15 and he was an older guy who wasn’t a virgin. I don’t really remember it hurting but I do remember that I just wanted to get it over with.
‘You definitely don’t have an orgasm your first time. I didn’t for the first few years! I didn’t even know what the feeling was until I had one; I just liked the intimacy part. When it happened, I was like, “Ohhhhh, that’s what that is!!!”‘
Khloe also revealed that her first kiss was when she was 12 or 13:
‘It was on a family vacation in Hawaii. The teenagers were allowed to be out until 10 p.m. and we were in an arcade where the hotel kids hung out.
‘I remember I kissed some guy there and I thought I was so cool and so grown. I don’t remember the boy and I can’t tell you anything else about the experience. I was with my parents’ friend’s daughter and she was very fast. I only did it because I was with her. I lied and was like, “I’ve totally done that before!” But I hadn’t, LOL!’
She also talked about her first major break up at 17 when she flew to Atlanta to visit the guy but he didn’t show up at the airport.
“It was with my first big boyfriend when I was 16. God, I loved him and he just broke my heart. I was obsessed with him. That’s the point: It’s your first – you love hard, but it’s not real love.
“It’s puppy love and infatuation! When you break up, you’re convinced you’ll never love again, but while it lasts, it’s the best feeling.”
”He was so mean. He lived in L.A. but his mom lived in Atlanta, so on Valentine’s Day, he told me he was going back home to Atlanta and just left and never came back. Later on, he called me and asked me to fly out there to meet him.
”My dad warned me not to go, but I did. The guy NEVER picked me up from the airport!!! He never showed! I got a voicemail from him and he said, “I’m sorry. I can’t do this.” I was 17, in Atlanta, with no money or credit cards.”
” My sisters told my dad and he got me a little hotel room and I took a flight back the next morning. My dad and I never, ever talked about it again. He knew how heartbroken and embarrassed I was, and I’m so thankful that he never said, “I told you so.”