The Best Sex...

So it was 9:15am yesterday morning and I had just sat down at my desk with my croissant and orange juice and signed on to yahoo, you know my usual routine. Now usually this routine continues with me reading the Washington Post and skimming the New York Times, completely ignoring any phone calls and mustering up a grunt or two to the greetings from my coworkers. For some reason it didn’t take my coworkers back in DC that long to realize I don’t like being bothered till after 10am.

Well this morning started off quite different. My croissant and orange juice were joined by a Yahoo IM from a friend in London asking, “What was the best sex you have ever had?” Now usually I would have replied it is too early in the morning to get started in this way but seeing I had just masturbated this morning… thinking damn I haven’t had any good sex in awhile… let alone sex at all. And it got me thinking to what exactly was the best sex I have ever had…

Was it the time me and this guy that I briefly knew… left the dance floor at the now defunk night spot in DC called the Abyss in a sweaty, horned up craze and had sex outside under a tree on a misty Friday night in Southwest DC (which now explains why to my friends who have seen condoms in my glove compartment) …

Or was it the time a brunch for four turned buttering some buns into an entire new experience…

After a few minutes of thought (unfortunately those were the only highlights of the 10 years I have been having sex) it came to me. While back at Auburn during one of me and Mr. D’s off again times… I had a visit from a friend who was attending Alabama A&M, we had known each other for about a year and had flirted with each other quite often. The first night of his two day visit was uneventful other than dinner and movies and just hanging out around the house. His visit came at a time when I was working the 10pm to 6am shift for a local hotel, so as I returned home the next morning I was surprised to see him up so early. He kissed me as soon as I had walked in the door… we showered together which led to a day long of passion and love. From 6:30am when I got home till 7pm when it was time for him to go, we had the hottest sex all over my bedroom. From the shower… to the king size bed… to the couch in the sitting area. I don’t think I have ever had that much passion with one person that made me want to go through an entire box of condoms… to the point where your orgasm only produces shakes and moans because there is nothing more inside to cum out. That was the best sex I had ever had and that was over 7 years ago, when I was still a novice. He was only my 2nd sexual partner… not that I am about to go into numbers now but lets just say it makes me think of all I have wasted between now and then…

When will great sex go from a distant memory to my current reality?