I was talking to a friend about our hottest sex adventures that we've had. Not necessarily the best sex (that's something for a different post), but the kind of sex that gets you hot just thinking back on it, the kind you don't really have all that often, spur-of-the-moment-gotta-have-you-right-now throwdown, it doesn't matter where you are sex.
I was quite pleased going through my list of hot sex experiences, since it occurred to me that I had a good list to choose from. After a bit of hmm'ing, I finally chose the time the Greek and I did it on the side of the road late one night, leaning against his truck with our pants down around our knees, going at it like horny, little rabbits. We screwed as if our life depended on it. Right before the screwing began, we were having a very serious conversation about how we should probably not see each other again, at least not to fuck each other's brains out. A couple nights before we had gotten it on on the rubber floor of his friend's recording studio and two nights before that we had hot sex for the first time after meeting at the bar.
The thing is, it was a bad (yet great) situation to begin with, thanks to the little rule of friendship about not fucking your best friend's ex. We had chemistry within the first ten minutes of meeting, but I never had plans on going home with him. Or maybe I did. Either way, every time I watched Greek athletes in the Olympics, I coudn't help but think of Greek cock and that sticky (in more ways than one) August night last year on the side of the road.
Of course, the conversation with my friend quickly turned towards bad sex experiences. It's only natural.
Thankfully, my bad sex experience list is pretty short (no pun intended), especially considering the rather long list of one night stands I accumulated to put ex-boyfriends behind me in the hopes of "moving on". The only one that really sticks out, is the bad sex I had with Mr. Nice Guy. For the most part, he was a pretty nice guy (hence, the nickname), generous, sweet and all that stuff that most women fall for, except for me. He was also incredibly short - we're talkin' my height and I'm 5'0. And he had the smallest penis I've ever seen. And by small I mean, slightly thicker than my index finger, and I have small hands.
As Gillette so gracefully put it back in the early 90's:
"Don't want no short dick man"
It was so bad, I swear, it was just like in the movies when the woman is like, "Are you going to put it in?" And the man says, "It is in." After shifting my ass a bit to get a better position to actually feel his teenie-weenie, I knew right there that, as much as he liked me, this was never, ever, not a chance in hell going to work. The worst part was that he was VERY confident with what he was given. I couldn't understand it. He would lay around completely naked with his miniscule peter just laying there looking like a frightened baby turtle and didn't even realize that I could barely look him in the eye. It sucks that he was so nice, though. Hopefully for him he'll meet a nice woman who doesn't care about size, just the motion of the ocean and in his case, there wasn't a wave in sight.
What are some of your hot sex and bad sex experiences? What do you do when faced with a willy the size of a toothpick?