He was grossly overweight and refused to take off his pants. He fingered me so hard that I had to go to the hospital. He insisted on putting on a robe and wizard hat. Each time he thrust, his stomach kept blocking him from fully entering me. Problem was his stomach was getting in the way of his penis getting inside me and each time he thrust, his stomach kept blocking him from fully entering me.
Went to give him a BJ and it was the length and girth of a Chapstick. It was just really unexpected. Now I know what dick cheese tastes like. But once it was pushed back, I felt something bumpy on my tongue, and his dick tasted awful.
So I pulled off, and his dick head was covered in white crud. And now I know what dick cheese tastes like. Dude finished and immediately started talking about clowns while laying on top of me. Luckily he understood and quietly did the laundry and changed the sheets after getting me a change of clothes and gauze while I literally packed my ass. Yes, I am marrying him.
His sperm was so bitter that I audibly gagged and retched. We tried every position but just had no luck at all. I kept getting the giggles because it was just so absurd. I then decided to give him head instead and when he finally came his sperm was so bitter that I audibly gagged and retched.
He asked if I did, too. He accidentally smacked me face-first into the bookshelf above the bed. Then he went to flip us over all forcefully, and smacked me face-first into the bookshelf above the bed. We still kept trying. Then, he pulled out and came on the wall. He was like flopping around on me. I was like wtf is happening? Just patted him on the back haha. Walked out after and never spoke to him again. If I wanted to fuck myself with a 9-inch dildo I could have stayed at home.
He did not move at all or even make noise. He got off, I did not. We head to his room, and he turns into a shitty porn star. The stars finally aligned—we were both single, both feeling it, and after a late night out, it was clear it was on.
Like, dude, I know you. Your mother and I send you selfies when I visit her shop. That is how people talk in porn, not in real life.
My crush was over before he was. I have to go into the bathroom and try to fish this rogue condom out of my bloody mess of a vagina. Met the guy on Tinder and we have a bunch in common so I agree to smoke with him at his apartment one evening. When we went to have sex, he waited about seconds before completely pulling my pants down and shirt off. Then he takes not one but two fingers and just starts jabbing them up there over and over again, no preheating of the oven, nothing.
Like I guess this is what he considered foreplay. He finished pretty quick too so he goes to get a new condom so we can keep going. What feels like a cupful of semen just pours in me. Me petite and a slightly taller than me but really skinny guy. He suddenly held my legs and, without a word pinned them back, with my knees to around my armpits and my ankles at my ears.
His dick looks the length of a wooden school ruler. Or something to measure sea-depth with. And he just swiftly pushes it all into me with only slight pause every two inches or whatever to snug each bit down.
Just as I started to mentally have a grounding, he withdraws about a third of it and then is all back in again.
He did this about three times and then moaned really loudly when all the way in, and what feels like a cupful of semen just pours in me. Then he relaxed, looked happy and sex was all over. Luckily, I was on the pill but, shit, that went from 50 — 1, in twelve seconds. Pressed his tongue against my clit and then shook his head like a dog. He passed out while eating me out.
I shook his head to wake him up. Felt like I was sliding down a dry slip and slide. It was really bad. It was like the opposite of giving birth. I was so in love with him. But it was like the opposite of giving birth. It was so upsetting. I was well into adulthood. This cock was not to be fucked with.
His hand slipped and he straight up punched me in the vag. To set the mood he vigorously fingered me to the point his hand slipped and he straight up punched me in the vag. He then rolled over and practically demanded that I blow him. He then said that he thought he heard his roommates in the bathroom next door so he rolled off of me and barked to get my clothes on.
I think he came in less than two minutes but was just too embarrassed to admit it. So I put my pants on and left, never to speak to him again. He fell asleep, woke up, came on my car seat, then puked all over the inside of my car door.
We were making out and decided to take things into my car. Moved back over to the passenger side and fucking puked all over the inside of my car door. I kicked him out and ordered pizza. It was so bad I told him to just go home and I was too tired for anything else.
I lost my virginity and almost died! I never got around to telling him. That is until he stops us because there is a pool of blood. Looked like half a liter of blood. I scramble off the bed to go clean myself off in the bathroom, but I somehow left bloody footprints on the white carpet.
Over the next few days it starts to hurt to pee. I just assumed this was normal, but after a few more days of excruciating pain I go to the doctor.
Doctor says I have a UTI and gives me meds. Those meds end up not working and leads to a kidney infection and a super-high fever which lands me in the ER. The ER doctors said I almost went into septic shock. So that is the story of how I had sex and almost died!