I didn’t believe bad sex existed… at least from the guy’s perspective.

If I get off, I get off. That’s all that matters, right?

Apparently not.

I had met this girl once before. She was pretty, and she was sexy. She has a good body and does work as a personal trainer. She definitely enjoys sex. Just the kind of girl I’ve been trying to meet.

We met up. We talked a bit. After quite a while I asked her if she was up for some lovin’. She said yes, got up, and put on something sexy. It was a lingerie one piece comprised of very little fabric, and of course she wore high heels.

Yes, we made out for a bit. We stripped, groped each other, and eventually started fucking. Somehow, it wasn’t that great.

I don’t know if it was pheromone incompatibility, or something emotional, but it was not good sex. It wasn’t much fun. That fact alone weirds me out. How can sex not be fun?

I still don’t really understand it, but I don’t plan to hook up with her again.