After my wife and I got engaged, we immediately started talking about sex. (I think that was why we ended up moving up our wedding date two or three times. We got engaged over the holidays and set a June wedding date, but ended up getting married in mid-February.

So, after our temple wedding (Salt Lake Temple) we went to the wedding breakfast, and then went to our car in the covered parking lot nearby. No sooner had we got in the car than I reached over and put my hand down her blouse and felt her breasts. Within a couple minutes we'd both touched all the "private parts" and decided we would check in to our hotel room early. But no one had told either of us anything (we were both virgins). WE didn't know anything about "personal lubricants" and so, to make a long story short, the car was too big for the garage! Couldn't get it in without it hurting, so we gave up on that approach for the time being and I "went down" on her and tried to figure out what I was doing (not very successfully, I might add, but it was fun trying). Then she did the same for me. Of course, the cork popped in about 30 seconds and 21+ years worth of manufacturing back up in my "little factory" exploded and my poor innocent bride gagged and almost threw up! I was absolutely mortified! Man, I felt so bad. But we ended up laughing it off. We talked about it with each other, and it ended up being a comical event rather than a damaging one. We eventually discovered KY jelly, and also, with the help of a few DIY books, we figured out the other stuff too. But the key to all of it was COMMUNICATION! I continue to believe that is the biggest problem in other marriages. Couples just don't talk with each other with honesty and open-minded love for each other.