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My boyfriend and I are all about making each other orgasm. We're forever having crazy sex to make him come, and as soon as he recovers, he moves right on to me until I finish. We recently decided that it'd be really awesome to have sex without condoms, so I went to my doctor and was put on a birth control pill. It was the usual 28-day pill cycle in the foil packet, and everything was going smoothly while we waited for a month to pass...until, about a week into my packet, he tried to finger me...NOTHING. He goes down on me...nothing. I try to smoke a little weed to relax...nothing. We've been trying every way we know, for the last three weeks, to no avail. I'm completely anorgasmic, and its all because I invested in birth control to make us have a better time. I'm so bad at sex. 

Anorgasmania on September 14th, 2009 | Comments: 3

This story starts in a much earlier period of teen ignorance and embarrassing woe. There was this girl I was really crushing on hard in school. Much to my surprise I found out she was into me as well in a big way. The usual progression of things. The awkward conversations lead to dating, and then the big night arrived! It wasn't either of our first time but it might have well been for all the awkwardness. I was doing her from behind and I guess my fingers pressed against her ribs. One thing I had not learned from the weeks of awkward conversation was of her extreme ticklishness, especially in her rib section. Freaking out she pulled only what I could imagine was a Matrix John Woo martial arts move called WTF and sent me spiraling from the bed face first into the dresser. Lights out. I wake up to an EMT administering smelling salts with his jacket over my nakedness and shame. And look over to see her wrapped in a blanket standing next to her extremely angry and red-faced father. I'm so bad at sex.

mytaleofwoe on September 7th, 2009 | Comments: 0

So last night this guy i really liked came and picked me up form my new house. The moving has caused me to become extreamly stressed out. So I figured hanging out with him. It was really late, like 3 am late. We went back to his house and layed in bed together and talked. I was rambeling and he kissed me. This eventuly to clothes coming off and touching. We stoped right before we had sex. But this morning neither of use could not help but touch each other. When we finaly got to having sex it was good. But it only lasted 3 mins before he came. He was horribly dissapointed and i just felt awkward. Shortest sex in my life.  Im so bad at sex

ctrlshft on August 30th, 2009 | Comments: 1

So me and a girl I'm seeing from online seemed to have the worst luck making a sex date (I know it's stupid but heh, if my mom will let me have the apartment I guess that's good.) First weekend there's an event out of town she get's dragged to, second weekend she get's her rag (This ended up getting me the best oral pleasure of my short sex life.) after that we didn't even try to plan. Somewhere before the first week I told her I'm not small (Which is true, including her; all girls I've been with were scared.), so there's that. Third week, we get to my house, lo and behold, no one is home, I inform her of this whilst sitting on the couch, she replies, "We should be on your bed making out!!!" (My bed is in the frontroom.) So, we get to the bed, she's not sure she wants to have sex. So I try to make her comfortable by offering to get naked first, I do this, she takes off her pants but asks to keep her panties on, this bothers me, so she removes them, tells me don't look. We try to put a condom it, doesn't work, she says forget it, we'll get the morning after pill. So I go in and see the worst "I'm dying" face from her in missonary. She lays perfectly still, like a gazelle caught by a cheetah, making all sorts of weird faces, mind you, I get no boobage and she keeps telling me to not look at her or at her face she even covers her face with my pillow. THEN, she starts shaking like she knows she can die at any moment, me being concerned ask, "Do I need to pull out?" UH HUH! So I pull out, we take a rest for a bit. Second time around we try it laying down this time with a condom. It gets better but she still doesn't want me to look at her. We try missionary once more, but get this, SHE WANTS ME TO TELL HER A STORY, I say, "Baby, it's hard enough as it is right now." We then try it a couple more ways, doggie and cowgirl. Both were ok, with cowgirl I finally get boobage, but she's still not getting anywhere (pleasure-wise), maybe it's just me but I find it hot when a girl is on top enjoying it, I get a little crazy apparently this is bad as it hurt her chances of getting an O. So finally for the end of my story, we give it one last shot, her laying on her front and me crouching into her, my favourite, so I starting to enjoy it enough to get my nut, WHEN THE FUCKING DOORBELL RINGS!!! I yell, COME BACK LATER! they refuse TEN MINUTES! My girl says it's ok let me go fix myself up, I yell COME BACK IN TEN! by that time I'm not hard anymore so she get's up and readjusts. We still go out for two more weeks, get in an argument where she says she used me for sex, I laugh and reply, "Admit it you didn't know how to screw." To this day, I think she was a virgin.

cupidian on August 29th, 2009 | Comments: 6

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My girlfriend and I met as volunteers in Israel.  Although we were both placed in different cities, we were a part of the same program and were able to see each other everyday after we first started dating.  In the town where I was living, a garlic farmer would drive around in a beat up truck shouting "Shoom, Shoom, Shoom Gadol!" in the most obnoxious, monotonous voice. This, of course, translates to "garlic, garlic, big garlic" from Hebrew. Anyway, my friends and I would often quote the salesman, trying our best to match his particular inflection.  It doesn't sound funny, but when someone would just spout it off randomly in that voice, it would get its fair share of laughs.  On one particular day, I happened to be obsessed with saying it... to the point where my girlfriend was getting annoyed with me. I guess it didn't really bother her that much though, because it happened to be the first night we had sex together.  I was pretty nervous when I got the go ahead to grab a condom because I hadn't done the deed in 8 months and wasn't very experienced anyway (especially while not intoxicated) and was trying not to underwhelm my new girlfriend with whom I was beginning to really see a future with.  So, we go at it, and I'm trying my best to break the two minute barrier. About thirty seconds in, this is beginning to look like an impossible task. Consequently, I start to let my mind wander to prolong my ejaculate.  I'm running through the usual non-sexy imagery when all-of-the-sudden my mind settles on "Shoom, Shoom, Shoom Gadol!" While still inside of my new love, I begin laughing hysterically... Not at the "Shoom," but at myself, for actually having thought of it during the love making.  Of course she asked me why I was laughing, and I was not quick enough on my feet not to tell her the truth.  Being the trooper that she is, she actually laughed with me (or at me). Unfortunately, all this still didn't buy me any time.  I finished shortly thereafter, definitely not breaking the two minute barrier. I'm so bad at sex. 

shoomgadol on August 26th, 2009 | Comments: 0

My girlfriend and I were getting pretty flirty one night in my college dorm and wanted to take it further but I have a roomate and didn't know when he was getting back. We decided not to risk any embarrasment so we went to one of the laundry rooms that can be locked from the inside. One thing led to another and I was sitting  on a desk that was conveniently in this room with my girlfriend going down on me hard. I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot to warn her of my imminent ejaculation. Which turned out to be huge. Having no warning from me, she couldnt keep this massive surprise in and coughed it all up over my feet, peoples drying laundry, and mainly the desk I was sitting on. We found it pretty funny at the time. However, A couple of days later I found out why the desk had been in there: Someone had played a prank on a friend of mine by moving all his furniture and possessions from his room to the drying room and he hadnt gotten round to moving his desk back into his room. I was in his room a few days after the incident chatting away normally when he took a book off his newly returned desk. The book made a sickening peeling noise as he took it away and the back cover peeled free from its not so innocent "adhesive." I barely managed to contain my laughter and asked him if he was going to read that book, he said "yes." I'm so bad at sex and such a bad friend.

qHBp on August 25th, 2009 | Comments: 0

So me and my girlfriend were at my buddy Dereks house last winter; after all of us got drunk at around 5 a.m. we were ready to crash. While me and my girl were settling on the floor in Derek's room next to two of my other friends we started to hear the sound of Derek and his girlfriend in the bed above us fucking. Naturally I wanted to show him up, so with the hot piece of ass my girlfriend is she didnt mind joining in the competition. It was going well for the first two minutes, but then she started complaning that her leg kept touching one of my friends leg that was laying on the floor next to her, and I being in the drunken state got limp. We tried everything for a good 10 minutes to get me hard again but I was to drunk to fuck, so not only was I depressed I couldnt get laid but I had to lay there and listen to Derek fuck his girlfriend like a racehorse for about 2,000 minutes. I am so bad at sex.

dejavu on August 20th, 2009 | Comments: 0

During my senior year the fam had flown half way across the country and I stayed behind to finish tests and host a party. At the end of the night, my girlfriend and I made our way to the bedroom. Despite our inebriated states, she began her legendary oral in doggy position facing me who was standing at the side of the bed. With eyes closed and staring at the ceiling I looked down to see why she had slowed. The girl actually passed out on all fours with my bone in her mouth. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't take two or three thrusts before determining that it wasn't nearly as good and called it a night. I'm so bad at sex.

bluenico on August 10th, 2009 | Comments: 0

So I'm with a bunch of friends and we're drinking our misery of being single, broke, and bored away. I suddenly realize that the person who's been on my mind the entire week was my ex. My ex who was going to marine boot camp in 2 days. So my "friends" convince me to drunk dial him and see where it goes.Apparently where it went was to his house at 4 am, drunk off my ass with my friends cheering me on. We get naked, its going pretty good and we try doggy style. Halfway through that, I pretty much fall asleep from the alcohol and the fact that its like 5 in the morning by now.He was still going and to this day, I don't know if he noticed I was asleep until he came.And I also have a tendency to snore.. soooo..yea. imsobadatsexxxxx

drunksex on August 8th, 2009 | Comments: 0

So last night, at the cottage, I was fucking my friend and his dick started to bleed inexplicably. Although I sucked him off, I made sure to be gentle, and avoid teeth. This didn't stop his dick from emitting so much blood it seemed like he came with blood rather than semen. He immediately went to the bathroom to bandage his damaged member. When he came back, things were too painful/awkward to continue, so we just went to sleep. This whole experience is extremely confusing. I'm so bad at sex.

eradicator_19 on August 8th, 2009 | Comments: 0