[for justprompts] Worst sexual experience
Write about your worst sexual experience.
I was gonna go with talking about the best sex I've experienced, 'cause let's face it...I've had some good ones. But truthfully? It's kind of hard to choose. There was a few times with Lucas that really, you know, really brought the amazing. Mostly because there was actual emotional attachment behind it. Don't get me wrong. One night stands can be pretty hot. But there's something about looking straight into someone's eyes, and they're looking right back at you, and you know, you just know they would do anything for you. It just...takes the cake.
But I'm getting off track. My worst sexual experience? No, it wasn't my first time, surprisingly. Although the first time kind of sucked. We're so not opening that can of phallic objects.
To preserve dignity (not mine, obviously), let's call him: Brad? Not to be confused with the senior, Brad Jacobson, who was totally not bad at all. Fine, let's call him: Marcus.
I was a little bit drunk. Okay, a lot of bit drunk. And it didn't help. He was cute. The one good thing I remember is he had a really nice smile. Anyway, it was just...ugh.
You know when you go watch a movie because the previews seem really good? And it has that super hot actor in it who you have plastered all over your walls? And then by the second Act, you're tapping your foot, and squirming in your seat, because God does this movie ever end and he hasn't even taken off his shirt yet? So you start thinking about other things, things you have to do, like reschedule your pedicure appointment and copy the physics assignment from the nerdy boy you've charmed into doing your papers for you? And by the end of the movie, you're just itching to get the hell out of there?
Yeah.
Look, I'm not being superficial. It was like...I was bobbing and he wasn't weaving, and his hand was like...in a weird place on my head where his thumb was like pressing into my eye and he was rubbing or something. I still to this day don't know what move he was trying to play out. And unfortunately, I had not reached the point where I learned to train the boys who were lacking in the skills department, so this train kept on going until it finally, mercifully derailed and crashed into a desert. Not a refreshing, wet ocean. A desert. Dry. And sandy and just...bad.
He also did this weird thing with my feet where...you know what? Nevermind.
Needless to say, we've all had those times best left forgotten.
At least he was kind of cute? I think?
I was gonna go with talking about the best sex I've experienced, 'cause let's face it...I've had some good ones. But truthfully? It's kind of hard to choose. There was a few times with Lucas that really, you know, really brought the amazing. Mostly because there was actual emotional attachment behind it. Don't get me wrong. One night stands can be pretty hot. But there's something about looking straight into someone's eyes, and they're looking right back at you, and you know, you just know they would do anything for you. It just...takes the cake.
But I'm getting off track. My worst sexual experience? No, it wasn't my first time, surprisingly. Although the first time kind of sucked. We're so not opening that can of phallic objects.
To preserve dignity (not mine, obviously), let's call him: Brad? Not to be confused with the senior, Brad Jacobson, who was totally not bad at all. Fine, let's call him: Marcus.
I was a little bit drunk. Okay, a lot of bit drunk. And it didn't help. He was cute. The one good thing I remember is he had a really nice smile. Anyway, it was just...ugh.
You know when you go watch a movie because the previews seem really good? And it has that super hot actor in it who you have plastered all over your walls? And then by the second Act, you're tapping your foot, and squirming in your seat, because God does this movie ever end and he hasn't even taken off his shirt yet? So you start thinking about other things, things you have to do, like reschedule your pedicure appointment and copy the physics assignment from the nerdy boy you've charmed into doing your papers for you? And by the end of the movie, you're just itching to get the hell out of there?
Yeah.
Look, I'm not being superficial. It was like...I was bobbing and he wasn't weaving, and his hand was like...in a weird place on my head where his thumb was like pressing into my eye and he was rubbing or something. I still to this day don't know what move he was trying to play out. And unfortunately, I had not reached the point where I learned to train the boys who were lacking in the skills department, so this train kept on going until it finally, mercifully derailed and crashed into a desert. Not a refreshing, wet ocean. A desert. Dry. And sandy and just...bad.
He also did this weird thing with my feet where...you know what? Nevermind.
Needless to say, we've all had those times best left forgotten.
At least he was kind of cute? I think?