I broke a windshield while going down the freeway. Glad my sweetie was the one driving or I’d have had us off the road for sure! Note to self: do not brace your foot against windshield. Ever. No matter how good anything feels or how much pressure you think it can take.
Other than that…my back froze up a couple of weeks ago, and I’m not entirely sure the previous evening’s extended fellatio didn’t have something to do with it. Otherwise, I got nuttin’.
It’s hard to match some of these stories, but there was one girl I was with for a long time that, every time we did it, at the big moment I had a bad habit of whanging my head on the wall. Good thing I wasn’t in school at the time!
Also one time with a different girl she had a mild asthma attack right after we finished. She was fine in a few minutes, but it was pretty awkward.
I’m not sure this counts, as a) we weren’t having sex, and b) neither of us got injured.
I took her to dinner, then we walked around the town a little. She asked me to walk her back to her car. When we got there, she asked me if I wanted to sit in it for a little bit.
For about an hour, she was in the driver’s seat and I was in the passenger seat. Then she crawled over to sit on me, and was facing me. After a few seconds she looked up and said “Are we moving?” I said no. She said “I think we’re moving!” I looked up, and indeed, the world was slowly slipping by us. Apparently when she crawled over, she stepped on the hand brake.
We caught it in time, but if she hadn’t noticed, we could have damaged two cars and she might have hit the back of her head on the windshield. Imagine having to explain that to the authorities!