When I was young (about a decade ago!) I had friend one friend who lost her virginity aged 12. Her mother also had the attitude well, might as well happen under my room because I can't stop her leaving the house.
Another few aged 14; one told anyone who would listen that it was 'shit' and the boy had a small penis; another got pregnant and had to leave and another seemed happy enough shagging him to marry him 7 years later.
Most were aged 15, a few more 16, I myself was 17 and a few more waited longer and I have one who is now mid-20's and I'm pretty sure is still a virgin.
Obviously times have moved on and everyone's situation was different, but personally I had had 'offers' ever since I was 13. I was (secretly) so grateful that I had a horrible, unreasonable mum who made me come home at a certain time. I couldn't admit to not wanting to have sex or that I was scared or not ready, that would have been so uncool and social suicide. Instead, my bitch mother was spoiling all my fun and oh look I'd love to see where this will lead but I have to go home right now, she's calling me on my mobile which she only bought me to keep tabs on me UUUUUUUUUUURGH.
That's a long way of saying that sometimes children/teens rely on having strong parental boundaries to get out of peer pressure because everyone knows that parents are so UNFAIR.
As I look back on my teenage years I feel sick thinking about how close I came to being pressured or exploited, and all the things that could have happened if my mum didn't call me at 7.50pm to remind me that I had to be home at 8pm SHARP.
If I'm honest, I shouldn't have had sex at 17 either. I didn't like the boy, but I felt left out and time was ticking.
ahh this thread...