Women spill the beans: The worst sexual experience I’ve ever had
When it comes to intimacy, many times the success of the coupling is touch and go. Some things go great, so great that some people get entered into the ‘greatest lover’ hall of fame; and sometimes things are so bad, that they leave a bitter taste in the mouth for long after.
What has been your worst romp in the sack? Below, women share:
Allysa:
He had promised that he was great in bed, in fact, he had outlined to me his prowess with his mouth like an interviewee who tries to sell himself during an interview. Needless to say I was captivated, and after hearing him promise time and again that he was the bomb, I relented and we ended up at my place. We had eaten food that he had slathered in pepper sauce before getting naughty; and you can imagine where the story goes after that. He was a voracious feaster, and suffice it to say, I was burning for hours after the experience.
Jennifer:
I was 17 and was in charge of my brothers and sisters while my mother would go to work. This was in the country in the 90s, and we lived in the deep rural area with plenty vegetation. I had a boyfriend, but getting frisky was always difficult as there was always the prying eyes of my young siblings. One day he suggested that we go for a walk in an open field next to the house while the kids were napping. We ended up under a guava tree and started kissing and petting. He got my shirt off, but that was as far as he got before I started feeling intense pain over my legs. The dreaded cow-itch had struck, and I had welts on my body for days. I learnt never to get busy in bushes again.
Sally:
I thought things were getting too boring between my husband and I, so I asked if he was bored too, and he suggested that we try what I later read was the reverse cowgirl. Now I consider myself not quite a prude but definitely not too experimental, and I did tell him that I wasn’t quite comfortable with the logistics of what he was recommending. He insisted though, and I got to climbing. Well all didn’t go as planned. I slipped, landed face down on the floor, and his manhood got a massive twist. He groaned in agony, and though it wasn’t a situation that warranted a hospital visit, he didn’t let me come near him for a few months after that incident.
Johanna:
I have asthma and my boyfriend is quite big – 6’2, while I am quite small – 5 ft. With those dynamics, certain positions won’t work for us. But one night he got super excited and obviously forgot about my size and my condition. He was on top, and at some point his arms must have got tired because he wasn’t supporting himself and I had to bear all his weight. I started wheezing and had to grab my pump for relief when he finally realised what was happening.
Lisa:
I consider myself an equal opportunity lover – I won’t judge you because you may have certain shortcomings. But in this instance, though he had a very wide girth and was packing about 350 pounds, this guy insisted that he was blessed like a donkey. Well, even though logic would dictate that what he was suggesting wasn’t possible, I still decided to give him a chance. We went out a few times before we eventually ended up in bed, and when he undressed, lo and behold, I was proven right. Not only was he not blessed at all, he was a miniature version of the typical man. I hissed my teeth and called a taxi to go home.
