It’s the stuff that locker and bar room jokes are made of, Spanish Fly - the wonder booster for your sex-life, right?
Wrong!The aphrodisiac of lore turned out to be the biggest washout since chinese laundries.
Let me explain:
Years ago, a boyfriend and I thought we’d spice up our (already fantastic ) love life, so we got ourselves some of the stuff that people have talked about for ages. The epitome (supposedly) of all things sexual, of extended stamina, of greater sensitivity of the erogenous zones, of a more fulfilled experience.
Sadly we felt very let down. Already hot for each other, we took our pill ... and our libidos waned, my sensitivity got shot, I fell asleep and he couldn’t stay up to the task.
If anything, I think it ruined what could have been a wonderful time had we not tried the Spanish Fly. We decided it wasn’t worth it, and told all our mates to give it a miss as well.
Did we expect too much? Who knows? All I know is the experience didn’t live up to the hype.
Postscript
It appears that, although only ’’Spanish fly’’showed up on the home page as the topic under scrutiny, having posted an opinion, the subject is actually a nightclub and NOT the aphrodisiac. I therefore apologize to those who read this expecting a nightclub review, but hope still to warn them of its namesake.
Rose:)