Torn banjo string
I was seeing a girl at uni who was a wonderful shag - she could go at it for hours, and was up for trying just about anything. She really was wonderful, which is why I feel so guilty about my behaviour.

One night after much booze in the pub, we got back to mine and fell into bed in the usual drunken frenzy that alcohol brings on. We were doing doggy, and on one particularly aggressive stroke I felt a searing pain. I stopped momentarily, and then thought fuck it, and kept going.

Post climax I pulled out and to my horror saw that I'd torn my banjo string (or the Frenulum of prepuce of penis if you've studied anatomy)! not wanting to admit what had happened (why?!), I lay face down and went to sleep.

I woke up the next morning to an apology from my partner, who couldn't believe she'd been on her period. She took the sheets home to clean them, and as really nice to me for weeks...and continued to be nice to me when I confessed what had actually happened.

She was lovely, but the pain made it my worst sex ever.
( trebor_minty, Mon 18 Jun 2007, 14:49, Reply)