This Is What Happens To Yoga Drop-Outs

Mar 14, 2011 by Jen

I am not very adventurous sexually. Despite the fact that I write about sex, talk openly about sex and have a fair amount of it, I’m pretty boring in the sack. I know what works for my orgasms and I tend to stick with that. The husband appreciates my enthusiasm and openness, but he’s hinted before that some variety would be nice. So when Melissa asked for volunteers to try out Kama Sutra sex positions, I signed up. Variety for the husband and a writing topic – what could be better?

We tried the arc, mainly because it looked the least intimidating of our options. Have I mentioned that I’m not adventurous? Yeah, it turns out that I’m also not flexible. Or that my hips aren’t wide enough. Or something. It would have worked if the husband had a 20 inch penis, but then we would have never tried the position because I would have run screaming the first time I saw it.

Anyway.

This experience was the first time I’ve regretted dropping out of yoga. We tried moving this way and that way, but it just didn’t work. “I can’t believe I just failed at my first sex writing assignment!” I wailed. That’s when we burst out laughing.

I had forgotten how good it feels to laugh naked. We’re usually rushed or tired or both these days. We even kept laughing as my leg cramped and I needed a quick massage so that I could move into a more comfortable position. I accepted my failure and we both had a good time.

Ahem.

I can’t honestly recommend the arc since it didn’t work for us. But I totally recommend trying it, because either you’ll discover a new position or you’ll laugh a lot.

 

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