I know, I know... we originally said it would be "Sexy Sunday," but Court and I couldn't for the life of us remember what the fuck that was supposed to mean. So Sex Position Sunday it is.
To be honest with y'all, I was having a bit of trouble deciding which position to write about. And this will probably be a quick post because I'm buried up to HERE in bills I need to pay by yesterday. But anyway.
This week's position (via Cosmo) is...
"The Stand and Deliver."
You might think I'd write about a position I love. This is not the case.
Not that I have anything against this position. I'm sure it's great for some people. Actually, no, scratch that. I definitely do have something against this position, and I'll tell you alllllllll about it (or what I can remember).
BF and I, when I lived in College Town, tried this position. And ya know, maybe it got a little complicated because we tried it in the shower, but that's beside the point.
I don't remember the details now (it's very possible I was drunk - hey, that's what we did in College Town), but I remember it ended with both of us naked, soaking wet (from the shower) on the floor, tangled in the shower curtain. I do remember flailing arms, shower curtain rings flying and water everywhere.
We were also both in tears - I was laughing my ass off and BF was half laughing, half in pain. If he'd actually been IN me, pretty sure Little BF (which, by the way, really isn't that little) would have needed a trip to the emergency room.
Maybe we should have taken into account this little bit of info: BF is a full foot (at least) taller than me.
Needless to say, we haven't even tried having sex standing up since. Not even outside the shower.