Seeing as how my previous thread was somewhat appreciated, I figured it’s time to start a thread where we all can share our funny stories of our encounters with the fairer sex. Or as in Ralararalalslas case, the butt sex. Since I have quite a few of them I’ll share the wealth with you all, but feel free to post your own embarrassing experiences.
So, this is an experience in my first year of uni. I had just gotten involved with the law students association/club/whatever as a bartender/barworker since I’d heard good things about the place. It was time for the first dinner/party of the semester, so we were like 40 people at the pretty run-down house which the club owns.
This being my first party at that place I had no idea what to do or expect. So when I was standing around looking for a place to sit, a girl (let’s call her Julia) at a table notices my predicament and calls me over so I can sit next to her. She was this tall and thin brunette, quite hot, dressed in this small black dress. In retrospect I should’ve been warned by this. Who dresses in a short black dress for a student dinnerparty at a place that was infamous for its general state of disrepair?
So the dinner kicks off, 4 beers and 3 snaps are included to the three course-dinner, in addition to the bar that’s available. Due to all the student drinking songs, new people and unfamiliar traditions it’s pretty chaotic. Thankfully I have Julia to talk to, and we’re having a pretty good time. She tells me about her days as a model after high school but before uni, I tell her about my… well, growing up in the north of Sweden.
At around midnight or so, she leans over and whispers in my ear “Want to head over to my place for an afterparty?”. My thinking goes “Sure, afterparties is the shit! Always good stuff”. So we leave the party and start heading over to her place which is a 1 5 minute walk off or so. Halfway there I realize we’re the only ones who left the dinner so I figured it just might be an afterparty for two. Yes, at this point in my life I was still quite naïve so I took me a while to realize this.
So, we finally get to her apartment. Just as I take off my shoes, there’s a sudden shift of the atmosphere in the room. She turns around and looks at me with this hard and angry look on her face, and asks me:
Not knowing any better, I take off my clothes, and then she ties my hands to the headboard on her bed with some scarves.“Peter, have you ever been dominated?”
“Uuumm, no?” (Imagine my surprise here)
“Good. Now take off your clothes.”
So begins one of the weirdest nights in my life.
The sex was, well, wild. She rode me like, well, crazy and she almost seemed desperate to wake up her neighbors with her grunts and screams. And that was just one round, then she untied me and we fucked in the bathtub too.
When I woke up my wrists had bruises from the scarves, my chest and abs had bruises (there was a handprint for instance when she slapped me once) and scratchmarks and my neck and shoulders had bitemarks. While my anal integrity was preserved (thank god), there certainly was an element of physical discomfort in general. I had football practice the day after, and I was told I looked like someone’d beat me up and clawed my back.
Believe it or not, I actually dated her for a few weeks after that until it became apparent she had some issues. I later found out that not only had psychological problems, but she’d also fallen back into her drug habits which she picked up as a model. Last I heard she quit law school and is now a housewife somewhere in London.
She did however have a rocking body.