My story is a pretty long one. :)
I grew up being taught that my virginity was extremely important and that sex should not happen in any context except marriage. Not only that, but anything that could lead to sex, whether kissing, 'petting,' even the most inocuous of love scenes in movies, or even just being alone was right out. When I hit puberty (and early; I'm in my third decade of life and have been dealing with periods for 15 years) I went to a very conservative Christian school that gave us an astoundingly incomplete picture of sex. I remember a lot of horror stories about teen pregnancy, a little bit of masturbation-shaming, and some surprisingly frank discussion of body parts. There was also a ton of stuff about how babies develop, but disturbingly little about birth control. They had us watch a video about putting on a condom (which was probably state-mandated) but we never practiced. When I went to public school, it was all about disease prevention and they made us look at pictures of genital warts and such. There might have also been some discussion of condoms here, but as it took place in Bible Belt, no mention of LGBT, kink, or less 'vanilla,' heterocentric issues.
Not the best foundation for sexual liberation and exploration.
So yeah. Dating was tough, and I only ever had two exes. My boyfriend in high school was a gentleman and our relationship was very innocent, far healthier than the following one. The guy I dated in college was not right for me at all, and had a tendency to push the envelope which I, desperate as I was to address my hormonal feelings, was only too willing to allow. If I had been able to either speak freely and frankly about sex, not had the massive hangups I had due to my upbringing, then I probably wouldn't been nearly so preoccupied with seeing what I could get away with. Nothing permanent or serious, just some touching, that seemed horrendously shameful at the time and I was desperate to hide. I regularly got grilled by a parent about whether or not things had 'gotten out of hand' or 'been stupid' or if we had been alone. This parent had been more rebellious than me at my age and I think it was an attempt to really force me to be different. The entire time, though, I knew that I had a very high sex drive, and got something of thrill out of looking at pictures of toys- not even porn, just toys!- in secret. This curiousity is what made integrating toys into our life such a natural step, as I never lost it after marriage.
Somehow, I managed to keep my virginity intact. I ended up marrying my best friend, who lived on the other side of the world and had known me for many years. In a way, it was nice, as my fiance a couple years later was also a virgin. We had pretty clean slates. I don't give a toss about length and girth because all I know is that my husband's equipment is perfect for me.
But on the other hand, I went through so much mental anguish and had to deal with so much fallout as a result of the mindset that made me both so rebellious and so concerned with my virginity... we have talked about it, and are going to raise our own kids differently. I don't understand how a ring suddenly means that anything goes, and without the ring, it's all wrong and unnatural. That's a really toxic viewpoint, and not one I want to pass on. It stops with me. There is nothing shameful about abstaining, but it has to be because the person wants to, not because they feel they have no choice. All that forced abstinence did was make me fear discovery of my single-minded obsession with sex. I desperately wanted what I wasn't allowed to have.
I still have issues with masturbation. It's not something I can do without feeling guilt or a small sense of wrongness if I'm not completely alone. If I'm by myself, it's fine, but even when I'm practically aching for it and my husband is too tired, it still feels wrong.
But there is a bright side to it all, I guess. My spouse is a big part of that, as he's been very gentle and patient with me over the years, and thanks to his tenderness I have never, ever felt trepidation in bed with him. My upbringing had a big potential to mess me up when it came time to actually have sex, but our wedding night was amazing in every possible way, because my husband helped me drop my baggage at the hotel room door. Both of us were nervous, and that might be why it was so easy.
I submitted this and then realized that I never answered the question. Yes and no- I was not allowed to be naughty before my current partner, which made me seek out what little I could get in secret. On the other hand, being a virgin when I got married, married to another virgin, and still harboring a lot of curiousity, I finally am feeling liberated (thanks to my husband and in no small part to Lovehoney) to really enjoy sex, explore it, and keep it fresh and exciting.