Believe it or not, I banged many, many chics in college. Being captain of the swim team (surprise!) made me one of the most sought after.
One thing I hated was chics with long hair, that hair would get EVERYWHERE. What is so erotic about someone laying back and their hair making a Picasso attempt on the pillow behind them?
And the fucking conversation before hand.... damn, I have never encounter a gay guy that asked would you respect him in the morning.