I've read a few stories here about hot sex, raunchy sex, romantic sex, and kinky sex. What I have yet to see much of, are stories about funny sex. Here is a little story about something that happened to me in my single days. I hope you get a good laugh and perhaps add a story of your own. Oily Tub Sex a cautionary tale by Cowboy Lover In 1987, I had a summer fling with a guy. He was tall, slender, and hung like a horse. I will spare you the details, but he and I hit the sheets PLENTY. Anywho, one night we came back from partying, and found out we had his place to ourselves. (He had two roomies) So, at some point during the course of more drinking and smoking, we end up thinking slathering baby oil on one another, then screwing in the tub, was a swell idea. We doused each other in baby oil, giggling like a couple of school girls, Trouble is, we greased up in his bedroom, then tried to walk across the tile floor to the bathroom, stoned, drunk, and horny, in a fashion that can only be described as akimbo. We get to the bathroom unscathed, and I promptly go to the toilet and deposit my Alabama Slammers into it with much heaving and gnashing of teeth. I am somewhat sobered by this process, and realize I am desperate need of a toothbrush. My boytoy says, I can use his, so I do, then get into the tub with him. We go at in various positions for a bit, but soon realize that drunken and oily tub sex ain't what we thought it would be like. We waddle back to his bedroom, finish the deed, and fall asleep. Some time later, we are awoken by shrill screams of, "Who used my fucking toothbrush?!?!? What FUCKING PIG used my toothbrush?" The voice was that of boytoy's girl roommate. Next thing we hear is her knocking on the bedroom door, then banging, then finally, as we cowered under the slightly greasy sheets, she slams the door open and comes in the room brandishing her toothbrush. She turns on the light and thrusts her toothbrush under our noses. To my horror, I see CHUNKS of Alabama Slammer and pizza! I am mortified, petrified, and cross-eyed with shame. I admit to my crime and mumble my apologies as she storms out of the room. Boytoy is laughing like a loon at this point. We drift off to sleep, and are once again are awakened by shrill screams. This time the girl roommate is screaming, "Who put motherfucking baby oil in the motherfucking tub?!?!? This time she doesn't bother knocking before she slams open the door to the bedroom and screams in our faces, "It was you two nasty pigs, wasn't it? Well, I fell on my ass because of you, you assholes!" True story, I swear.