Awesome future timewaster alert! The just launched blog Bad Sex Ed compiles the best of the worst sex advice people have ever received. It’s only got a few entries so far, but there’s this gem:
My brother told me that I should look deeply into a girl’s eyes while kissing her, that girls were really into that kind of connection. The first time I kissed a girl, she luckily knew better. After a few seconds of staring at her blurry eyelids, I followed suit.
After the jump, read the worst sex advice I ever received — and then share yours in the comments.I was extremely inexperienced when I started college in 1997. Like, I hadn’t even kissed a guy yet, let alone had a boyfriend or my boob touched or any kind of sex. (And look at me now!) I lived on a coed hall in the dorms and my next-door-neighbor was a flamboyant gay guy (I’ll call him Phillip to protect his identity) who quickly became one of my best friends.
One inebriated evening, a bunch of us were hanging out in his room, talking about sex and the stuff we had and hadn’t done. I, of course, hadn’t done anything, so I mainly watched and listened. Phillip then decided that he was going to show all of us his blow job technique on a beer bottle, because that is just the kind of thing college kids do for fun, amiright? Anyway, Phillip really went to town and I learned a thing or two about deep-throating, but the piece de resistance was when he proceeded to scrape his teeth up the, uh, shaft of the beer.
“Guys like that?” I asked.
“Oh yeah, totally,” he responded.
Needless to say, a few years later, as I was just starting to perfect my own oral sex skills, I tried this maneuver. It did not go over well.