A
female
age
36-40,
frumpologist
writes:There is absolutely no need to be embarrassed during sex! It doesn't matter who you are, there will always be at least one sexual experience that leaves you slapping your forehead years down the road and thinking "what did I do?". The wonderful thing about sex is that we do it, the euphoria happens, we can giggle about things and more often than not, keep it in the memory banks for a bad day when we need a laugh. I seem to have a lot of those little stories. And, as horrifying as some of them are, they also provide a nice, less serious outlook on sex. When I first began having sex at the age of sixteen, my boyfriend being just as inexperienced, I think I must have taught myself to try and block out the escapades. Everything then was an experiment - and even more, everything was too exciting. There was one summer night that another couple was with us, playing card games and having a bonfire. Somehow or another, the conversation got heated and, needless to say, the talk was turning us on. We went our separate ways: my boyfriend and I in a tree house and the other couple out in the woods (still in earshot, mind you.) Because I had a problem keeping myself 'ready' for sex, I always had a little thing of KY Jelly with me, just in case the situation arrived. In this case, it most certainly did. What I didn't count on, was my friend in the woods having the same issue as I had. From a distance, as I was getting it on with my man, I heard "Hey, I need the lube! Throw it towards me." Of course, I started laughing, out of embarrassment more than anything - lube isn't anything a girl wants to admit she needs, much less have it screamed out into the night! So, I did as requested and tossed the lube into the grass and waited until I heard her footsteps retreating before starting to get it on again. Not fifteen minutes had passed and I had opened my eyes, looked up at my man only to think "my god, he looks like a seal!" And, of course, I began laughing almost uncontrollably. When he finally asked what was happening (a bruise to his ego, I'm sure), I told him honestly, that his positioning and everything reminded me of a seal moving around the ice. He then thought it would be fun to encourage the laughter...and began barking like a seal... We had a good laugh, finished up and satisfactorily left the tree house to go home. The next day (oh yes, it's not over) we went for coffee and bowling with the other couple and as my man was taking his shot at the pins, my friend began barking like a seal - loud and obnoxiously. My face went red, but he whipped around, horror struck. To this day, I will never forget the morbid embarrassment that floods through me when I think of that. Someone else overheard what should have probably never happened, and exploited it like it was tomorrow's hit comic!But I realize, too, that strange things happen during sex - noises, thoughts, positions, mistakes - you can't control it and you can't make it go away after it happens. Reply to this Article
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reader, anonymous, writes (9 May 2008): Great article, a seal haha :] I think the most embarrassing thing I did was when I was first experimenting with blow jobs, I actually blew.. Oh my word I don't even want to think about it, it was horrific when I found out I wasn't supposed to blow..
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