I should've faked an Asthma Attack

My first few sexual partners were good, well, what I thought at that time was good. I always listened to my comrades stories of terrible sex and thought to myself that I could never be in that predicament. Every sexual partner I had, we had good sex. But I soon learned that no matter how wet, how turned on, or how hard I got his dick, things can still turn into something unsatisfying. I learned in my high school Health class that when erect, a man's penis is an average of 5 inches. My teacher also preached to us that size doesn't matter. My teacher was a bullshitter, because size does matters! I had a long enough relationship where I never experienced an orgasm because his penis wasn't long enough to even tap my G-spot. Time after time, I faked being turned on, practiced some pretty sexy moans but never faked an orgasm. I refused to because I wanted this to motivate him to improve since he couldn't change his size. But the problem with sticking around with unsatisfying penis is, after a while it made me feel like my sex game is weak. I rarely rode him because I felt...nothing. That put a huge damper being that that is one of my favorite positions. I always wondered if he thought that my sex game was weak. Even though he reassured me that my "pussy is good", all women vagina's are created equally, what separates us is knowing how to use it. I later found out that my suspicions were true, he thought he was putting in all the work and I seldom rode him because I didn't know how to. My big ego wanted to crush his little ego with the truth. But I didn't because I'm sure one day someone else will. My lesson to the guys; don't be so sure of yourself if your not seeing climatic results. And my lesson to the ladies; pass if its trash!