I've only done it with my ex, so perhaps it's just an issue of not enjoying the way that particular person does it, but I can't imagine myself enjoying it with anyone else either. Any time we did it I just couldn't get over how ridiculously painful is. Either I'm too tight or he's too big, or I'm just a wimp, but whatever it was it just wasn't working out. In any case I was so worked up and ridiculously nervous cause im pretty sure my body was ripping in half and grimacing and so not into it. I was hoping he'd realize and just call it a night, but he didn't and since I loved the guy I kind enough to suck it up and let him finish each time we did it. I've decided I'd much rather top, but each time I did it so it was just alright for me. Nothing to write home about. Sure, it felt good, but there are other was of stimulating that I think feel just as good. And furthermore, he was even more of a wimp than I am and would complain about how much it hurts (whereas I was uncomfortable but not overly vocal about it) so it sorta killed the mood.
I've only done it with my ex, so perhaps it's just an issue of not enjoying the way that particular person does it, but I can't imagine myself enjoying it with anyone else either. Any time we did it I just couldn't get over how ridiculously painful is. Either I'm too tight or he's too big, or I'm just a wimp, but whatever it was it just wasn't working out. In any case I was so worked up and ridiculously nervous cause im pretty sure my body was ripping in half and grimacing and so not into it. I was hoping he'd realize and just call it a night, but he didn't and since I loved the guy I kind enough to suck it up and let him finish each time we did it. I've decided I'd much rather top, but each time I did it so it was just alright for me. Nothing to write home about. Sure, it felt good, but there are other was of stimulating that I think feel just as good. And furthermore, he was even more of a wimp than I am and would complain about how much it hurts (whereas I was uncomfortable but not overly vocal about it) so it sorta killed the mood.
Not really, it's kind of like when your fat best friend gets skinny and turns into a bitch, you always miss the fat version of them
You will get used to it and you'll deal
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Originally posted by Patrick
I've only done it with my ex, so perhaps it's just an issue of not enjoying the way that particular person does it, but I can't imagine myself enjoying it with anyone else either. Any time we did it I just couldn't get over how ridiculously painful is. Either I'm too tight or he's too big, or I'm just a wimp, but whatever it was it just wasn't working out. In any case I was so worked up and ridiculously nervous cause im pretty sure my body was ripping in half and grimacing and so not into it. I was hoping he'd realize and just call it a night, but he didn't and since I loved the guy I kind enough to suck it up and let him finish each time we did it. I've decided I'd much rather top, but each time I did it so it was just alright for me. Nothing to write home about. Sure, it felt good, but there are other was of stimulating that I think feel just as good. And furthermore, he was even more of a wimp than I am and would complain about how much it hurts (whereas I was uncomfortable but not overly vocal about it) so it sorta killed the mood.
Maybe you're not born to be a bottom. It hurts to me as well but the pain kind of turns me on
I've only done it with my ex, so perhaps it's just an issue of not enjoying the way that particular person does it, but I can't imagine myself enjoying it with anyone else either. Any time we did it I just couldn't get over how ridiculously painful is. Either I'm too tight or he's too big, or I'm just a wimp, but whatever it was it just wasn't working out. In any case I was so worked up and ridiculously nervous cause im pretty sure my body was ripping in half and grimacing and so not into it. I was hoping he'd realize and just call it a night, but he didn't and since I loved the guy I kind enough to suck it up and let him finish each time we did it. I've decided I'd much rather top, but each time I did it so it was just alright for me. Nothing to write home about. Sure, it felt good, but there are other was of stimulating that I think feel just as good. And furthermore, he was even more of a wimp than I am and would complain about how much it hurts (whereas I was uncomfortable but not overly vocal about it) so it sorta killed the mood.
You don't need *****. You need a better boyfriend.