Women Share the Frustrations of Their Weirdest Sexual Experiences
These guys are unacceptable.
I was 14.
I had been “dating”(as much as you can at 14) this guy.
His parents were out of town so we both snuck back into his house to have awkward middle school s*x.
We end up on his parents bed.
It had a wrought iron headboard.
He says “hey I wanna try something I saw in p*rn”
I say ok. Because I’m 14 and what the f**k do I know.
We end up in this strange quasi doggy position(to this day I don’t know what we were attempting.)
He decides to pull my hair a bit because that’s what they do in p*rn and the girls seem into it.
Anyway. One hand holding a hunk if my hair, he thrusts way too hard loses his balance and slams my face into the headboard.
In surprise/trying to rewind time he jerks back.
Still holding a chunk of my hair.
He falls off the bed and rips out the chunk of my hair plus my scalp with it.
My nose is broken and I’m bleeding everywhere.
He stands up and yells “get off the bed. You’re bleeding on my parents sheets”
He physically pushes me off the bed.
I’m on the floor bleeding.
He’s frantically cleaning the sheets.
I had to call my brother to take me to the ER.
Fun fact: I’m now officially married to this guy…… [deleted user]
“YOU ALWAYS DO THIS TO ME!”
I have told this story before, but it’s been a while so hey why not!
I had been dating this guy I worked with for about a month, and we were really hitting it off. We were taking things slow, and decided not to have s*x right away or even do anything beyond making out until we really got to know each other. There was a ton of sexual tension there and I was raring to go.
So, it was his birthday, and we went out with a few of my friends. He got pretty wasted. I drove him home, and he suggested I come inside for a little while. He had been working me up, talking about how amazing he was going to make it that night, and I was seriously creaming my pants just waiting for it all to go down.
We go to his room, where I had never been. He’s obviously still wasted and mumbles something about not having much time to clean lately as he’s opening the door. He turned on his light and I literally gasped. His room was f**king FILTHY. He had no bed, just a mattress on the floor. Dirty laundry everywhere. Empty beer cans and DVD’s and dishes on the floor and it smelled like rotting food.
I have no logical reason for why that was not a deal breaker. It should have been, but oh, I really really like him, and well it’s his birthday, and hey my room gets messy sometimes too, and he isn’t acting like it’s a big deal so maybe I’m just being squeamish…and thus went the mental gymnastics I performed in my head to justify the fact that this man had an entire month to prepare for this night, and these were the best accommodations he had to offer. So I politely asked him if I could get some clean sheets, and if he could maybe get rid of the rotten food and spray some air freshener or something (it f**king pains me just writing that sentence. Somuchwhy? )
So after I had snagged a few clean sheets to cover up the mattress, and febrezed, and the rotten food was removed and taken a few more shots, and the lights were turned down enough that I could almost ignore my surroundings and pretend this situation was something approaching normal, we started getting down to business. So we’re making out. And making out. And making out some more, and that’s all we are doing. And then I notice he is f**king crying.
He jumps up, n*ked, and flips on the lights. And points to his flaccid p*nis and gestures ¯(ツ)/¯ like he’s the announcer at the circus says “and here, ladies and gentleman, is the star of the show!”
I beg him to please calm down, but he completely ignores me like I’m not even in the room. It is just him and his p*nis, and now they are having an argument. He is mad at his p*nis. He scolds his p*nis for ALWAYS F**KING EVERYTHING UP! YOU ALWAYS DO THIS TO ME! EVERY TIME! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS??
I’m just sitting there, frozen, on the verge of tears. Scared out of my f**king mind because this is literally the craziest s**t I have ever witnessed in my life, and I have no idea where he’s going with this. I try talking to him- it’s fine, you are just drunk, it happens, I don’t care, really. Again, it’s like I’m not even in the room. Then finally, he turns his back, and lets out this horrible half groan half whimper. I see my out, grab my s**t and high tail it out of there (my escape was complicated due to the lack of a clear path across the floor). As I’m hopping my way out, he’s banging his f**king head against the wall slowly and methodically and slapping his p*nis. Or maybe giving it a spanking. In any case it’s apparently being punished.
The kicker- I’m literally walking through the door and he screams at me “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!” Like yeah, dude…way ahead of you. (Thats_Somewhat_Raven)
Was giving this really attractive, well-endowed guy a blowjob this one time. As he nears climax, he says, “Am I… Am… Yes.. YES! I’m cumming! I AM THE F**KING CHAMPION.”
And then he proceeded to just sort of lay there, eyes closed, randomly shaking every few seconds. I said his name a few times and he was just blacked out, or something. I was so embarrassed. [deleted user]