Post: #51

(06-14-2016 04:07 PM)Armogan Wrote:  

(06-14-2016 02:36 PM)Duly.noted Wrote:  Im not sure if this is the worst one I have had, but one that really stands out to me is a time when I was 16 or 17 and I found a local small town dominatrix to hook up with online. I gp to her place and she is in her late 50's. But I am horny so it doesnt matter. She ends up giving me a prostate massage, then gagging me and riding me bareback until I nut inside of her. She then made me eat my own load out of her.....it was the only time I ever seriously contemplated suicide. I didnt even jack off for a month and had a crippling fear of old women for a few years. I wouldnt even go visit my own grandmother.

How do you let a 50+ year old woman force you to eat your load?

   

Post: #52

I'm still ashamed of this one:

I was on a port call in Rio, having dinner and drinks with my buddies at a cafe on the beach. I noticed a girl sitting alone at a table. We made eye contact and she smiled. I motioned for her to come over, and she sat down next to me. She spoke a little English so we talked a bit, trying to get to know each other despite the language barrier. The whole time she kept staring and smiling at me. And my buddies wouldn't stop giggling.

*Side note: A month before the deployment, my engagement fell apart, and I was on a 9 month dry spell. The night before this incident, I got insanely hammered on caipirinhas, tequila and absinthe. I blew a perfect opportunity for a threesome with two 18-year-old girls and had to be taken up to the hotel room on the luggage cart. My voice of reason at that point had died of thirst and alcohol poisoning.*

Eventually my buddies leave me to talk up another table full of girls, leaving me with my new girlfriend. By this point she is hugging my arm and gently rubbing my leg. She suggests we go 'make love' and I eagerly accept, thinking that this girl is completely charmed by me. So we get in a cab and start making out. We drive past several hotels, which seems odd, but she seems to know where she's going. When we get to the hotel, there's a guard in fatigues with a Beretta on his hip. Two other Americans are arguing with a few girls, and I don't catch much, but numbers are being thrown around. At this point I'm still in complete denial of what's going on. I get a room, and she goes into the bathroom to freshen up. When she comes out, she asks "So, do you have a problem paying for women?"

Reality came crashing down. I took an honest look at my situation. I was in Rio, at night, in a part of town I didn't know. I spoke barely any Portuguese. There's an armed guard a few floors downstairs. On the way here, I saw a gang of children that probably wouldn't think twice about shooting me in the face. I weighed my options: I could run, and get stopped by the guard or shot by a gang. Either way, I didn't know where I was and might not make it back. I could say no thanks, and get her to take me back to my friends. Something told me this wouldn't have a high probability of success. The third option: pay her to take me back. She gets her paycheck, I escape with my life. Everybody wins.

Then I think "If I'm paying her, I might as well..."

The worst part? THE BITCH WANTED TO SNUGGLE AFTERWARDS!

TL;DR Accidentally did P4P. 2/10 would not recommend.

Post: #53

Well I was tied up at the time....it was a pretty horrible experience.

Post: #54

^^best story ever

Post: #55

Accidentally did p4p

Post: #56

In my mid-20s I was horny as hell and I had minimal game, but attractive to girls. I just didn't know it because I was clueless. So many missed opportunities.

Anyway, I'm hanging out drinking with coworkers and there's an early 30s EE woman there. 5 at best with a goofy grill. We get pared down to a group of 4, or 2 men and 2 ladies, both of them about the same level of attractiveness. We decide, in our drunken state, to go skinny dipping in the nearby lake.

I don't know why, but we let the early 30 EE woman drive. She's hauling ass in her minivan through windy wood roads and I think I'm going to die, as she had been drinking more than me. Miraculously, we make it to the lake, strip down, and jump in the water. I was surprised by the body of the other girl there, as she had a boyish face and short hair (gross), but her body was niiiiice. The EE woman had some nice tits, so it was a good show. I don't think my coworker and I ever fully acknowledged that we saw each other naked, but it was dark as shit and we both got some, so who cares?

Afterwards, EE woman invites me back to her place and I go. She proceeds to talk my ear off about her ex-husband and I'm really waning on interest because I'm already getting a hangover at 1 or 2am in the morning and I have to work in 7ish hours. I take a hard look at her and don't feel any sort of stirring in my pants. Eventually, after blathering on and me not making a move because at this point I don't give a shit and just want to sleep, she says "are we going to fuck or what?"

I get whiskey dick midway through, give up, and pass out. In the middle of the night, I have to wake up to piss, and suddenly am horny as hell. Her face is turned away from me, but she has a nice ass and tits, and I'm just raging as the early morning sun is starting to come through her blinds. I scramble to find a condom in her room, and just fuck the shit out of her. As soon as I cum, I realize what I've done, see her, and just want out. She's being all nice and offering a shower with her, but I'm so disgusted by her that I just want the fuck out of there. I'm far out of town by now, and my car is at work, so the only realistic way back is for her to drive me. She drops me off, like an aging soccer mom, at work, with me glancing around, thankful that nobody was there early enough to see me with the older, busted grill EE woman with the same clothes I was wearing the day before.

She would hang out with us on other nights out, sometimes grabbing my leg or trying to play footsie with me. I don't think I got drunk enough around her again to subject my penis to the terrors.

Later that year, I find out the same coworker that joined me and I were eskimo brothers from banging that EE woman.

On a side note, I've noticed that older women have a definitive "smell" if they haven't had kids. It's a bad smell, and I can't put my finger on it, but some girls get it in their late 20s/early 30s. It reminds me of death. Even a hint of that smell makes me run far from girls that are near me in age. It's absolutely repulsive to me.

Post: #57

(06-18-2016 10:36 PM)Nascimento Wrote:  Accidentally did p4p

Accidentally?

Post: #58

(06-14-2016 12:57 AM)Rush87 Wrote:  What happened to Anabasis?

He was banned outright unfortunately after an altercation with an ROK writer. A temporary ban by one moderator was later escalated by the forum founder to a permanent ban.

Post: #59

Well, I guess I'll chime in with a story as we are all sharing.

A few year's back I was in a relationship that was going sour, an old friend of mine from school (Indian 6.5/7 very cute nice tits/decent ass) hit me up on FB and we started chatting.

We decided to catch dinner and have a catch-up. I knew she was into me from the way she was looking so I decided I'd maybe take things up a notch a few days later VIA text. To cut a long story short she ended up driving round to mine after I got off work and we had a netflix and chill session.

It was pretty late and half way through John & Tucker VS Evil we started going at it. I turned the TV off and at her request turned the lights off too (something I should not have done in hindsight) her pussy was oddly moist and she had mentioned she gets really wet also so I thought nothing of it.

After about 20 minutes of pounding her every-which way to sunrise I felt an insane amount of pressure build up on my johnson and the next thing I knew she had squirted so hard it had pushed me out and shot an insane amount of liquid all over my lower stomach/legs.

I stood up in shock while she laughed saying she forgot to mention she is a squirter, she also forgot to mention she had come off her period the day before and to my delight when I turned the lamp beside my bed on I had a combination of what looked like a jizz/brown blood/sludge all over me from the waist down and on my bed.

It literally looked like I had been stabbing her with a machete for the last half an hour.

She was incredibly embarrassed and tried to clean it up but I told her it was best she should go.

The next day I blocked her number / on FB.

Edit: I forgot to mention, after that incident I had a shower and couldn't even look in the mirror I felt so disgusted with myself. I didn't see my GF for close to a month after that as I knew she would want sex and the thought of it made my stomach turn.

Post: #60

On my way home last week, I spy an asian chick in a tank top. A little pudgy, but she clearly wants it. I approach. She works in a bubble tea shop. That explains the pudge. Her english is not great, but I’ll grab the number and see what comes of it.

Couple nights later, I meet her after work. Straight back to my place. Not much of a kisser, so I bend her over. The best position for an encounter like this. Then she’s straight out the door.

That was the third bang in three nights, and it depressed me for about a week. My body is satisfied, so I can’t be bothered approaching. But my brain still wants more.

Is this just a natural end point to the game? Nature’s way of telling you to pair up? Or did I just overdo it? Of course, a break would do wonders. But I wonder if it signals something about the nature of game, or maybe how I run it.

Post: #61

This thread is very disturbing.

Post: #62

(08-19-2016 07:42 PM)churros Wrote:  On my way home last week, I spy an asian chick in a tank top. A little pudgy, but she clearly wants it. I approach. She works in a bubble tea shop. That explains the pudge. Her english is not great, but I’ll grab the number and see what comes of it.

Couple nights later, I meet her after work. Straight back to my place. Not much of a kisser, so I bend her over. The best position for an encounter like this. Then she’s straight out the door.

That was the third bang in three nights, and it depressed me for about a week. My body is satisfied, so I can’t be bothered approaching. But my brain still wants more.

Is this just a natural end point to the game? Nature’s way of telling you to pair up? Or did I just overdo it? Of course, a break would do wonders. But I wonder if it signals something about the nature of game, or maybe how I run it.

Maybe it comes down to intimacy. If you're a guy who needs that then banging a girl who either sucks at kissing or doesn't at all may feel depressing afterwards.

For example, I banged two girls in the last few days. The first was much better looking but her kissing was terrible. The second was a great kisser, which leads to intimacy, which leads to great sex. Hours later after our encounter she asked what gets my dick hard, and I realized it was kissing.

Post: #63

Mystery Date

I had just moved in to my new apartment that I shared with a pretty cool guy I had met from Craigslist a week or two earlier. It was early in the NFL season, and I wanted to have a nice Sunday Funday, watch the games, and hit on girls. One popular bar in North Jersey turns into the sloppiest, sluttiest club ever by 2pm every football Sunday, so I wanted to get there early to save my seat.

I went out solo and got to the bar around noon. I met a bunch of random bros at the bar that I got along with, and the liquor started pouring. Soon I was spitting some A+ game to the girlies and made out with a few. I blacked out some point in the late afternoon.

At about 8pm, I was sitting on a bench in front of the nearby train station texting a girl. She said: "I'm on my way back to New Jersey now I'll be there in 10 mins. Can't wait to see you! " I was excited, but at that point I realized I didn't have a clue who I was talking to. All I knew was that I had met a female at some point during my blackout, and that we had apparently made plans to meet up after she met some friends in Manhattan for a bit. And she was DTF. I made up my mind whoever showed up was getting her vagina properly smashed.

As the train arrived, I had no idea who I was looking for and too embarrassed to ask what she looked like, so I just figured I'd sit there until she found me. An obese black woman in her mid-30s I didn't recognize walked over to me with a friendly smile. I thought she was going to ask me for directions, but instead she said "Hi Eddie!!" and went to give me a big hug. She reeked of cigarettes, and between her large frame and massive, massive tits I couldn't even fit my arms around her.

I was still super drunk, and decided I had already gone far enough down the path of shame and might as well finish what I started.

We grabbed a cab and headed straight to my apartment. It wasn't even 9pm yet, so when I opened the front door my new roommate was sitting on the couch watching the night game. He gave me a crazy look, and I said "Hey dude, who's winning?" He gave me some unimportant answer, and I said "That's cool. I'm going to bed, have a good night!" I didn't introduce my lady friend because I didn't know her name.

I took her into the bedroom and fucked her tits, which was actually sort of fun. I took her pants off and her pussy smelt like cigarettes too. I still ate it though. Fell asleep without smashing (Thank God)

I woke up absolutely mortified, although I'm too nice to just throw a bitch out like that after I let her spend the night. I finally got her to get dressed, and walked her back out to the living room where my roommate was on the couch AGAIN. I quickly escorted her out the door, closed it, and then looked at my roommate, prepared to be laughed at.

All he said was "Don't worry man she wasn't that bad."

I'm still cool with him to this day.

Post: #64

I started getting depressed before I even finished the deed recently with a sweaty plump German woman at a hostel in Panama. It wasn't even post-nut.

Post: #65

Eddie Winslow, the 'fat girl all you can eat buffet' and this makes you a hero in my book.

Post: #66

(06-26-2016 07:02 PM)UlteriorMotive Wrote:  Well, I guess I'll chime in with a story as we are all sharing.

A few year's back I was in a relationship that was going sour, an old friend of mine from school (Indian 6.5/7 very cute nice tits/decent ass) hit me up on FB and we started chatting.

We decided to catch dinner and have a catch-up. I knew she was into me from the way she was looking so I decided I'd maybe take things up a notch a few days later VIA text. To cut a long story short she ended up driving round to mine after I got off work and we had a netflix and chill session.

It was pretty late and half way through John & Tucker VS Evil we started going at it. I turned the TV off and at her request turned the lights off too (something I should not have done in hindsight) her pussy was oddly moist and she had mentioned she gets really wet also so I thought nothing of it.

After about 20 minutes of pounding her every-which way to sunrise I felt an insane amount of pressure build up on my johnson and the next thing I knew she had squirted so hard it had pushed me out and shot an insane amount of liquid all over my lower stomach/legs.

I stood up in shock while she laughed saying she forgot to mention she is a squirter, she also forgot to mention she had come off her period the day before and to my delight when I turned the lamp beside my bed on I had a combination of what looked like a jizz/brown blood/sludge all over me from the waist down and on my bed.

It literally looked like I had been stabbing her with a machete for the last half an hour.

She was incredibly embarrassed and tried to clean it up but I told her it was best she should go.

The next day I blocked her number / on FB.

Edit: I forgot to mention, after that incident I had a shower and couldn't even look in the mirror I felt so disgusted with myself. I didn't see my GF for close to a month after that as I knew she would want sex and the thought of it made my stomach turn.

Post: #67

This thread contains some of the numerous reasons why I do NOT fuck chicks in the poop chute.

Post: #68

Read the entire thread without skimming. I never do that. Well done gentlemen.

Armogan definitely wins.

Post: #69

Sexual Predators in Paradise

My long-distance college girlfriend and I had taken a break for a semester or so. I had initiated the breakup and still had the upper hand in the relationship. When I came back home for summer vacation, I pushed for us to get back together and ultimately won her over. This time, I was committed to not getting bored with her or getting myself into situations where cheating was difficult to avoid. Unfortunately, we had this discussion right before my family took a vacation to the Dominican Republic.

I was 21, my brother was 17, and neither one of us wanted to go on that trip. Upon arrival to the resort, the airline had put our family's luggage on the wrong flight, so we couldn't change our clothes for 2 days until they found our bags and sent them over. This added to our sour mood.

My family posted up at the bar the night we arrived to drink away our misery. My drunk mother started chatting up the table of four women next to us and found out that we were all from the same state. They were a group of elementary school teachers on a 'girl's getaway.' Three of them were sloppy chubsters in their late 20s, but their ring leader was a fit, sexy lady in her 30s. My mom introduced my brother and me to her new friends and it was decided that they would be vacation buddies for the next week. Whatever.

My brother and I weren't even particularly interested in partying. There weren't too many young people to hang out with at this resort, so we didn't see the point. Everyday we would go to the beach with our parents and see the group of women, and politely say hello. One of the chubsters took a particular liking to my brother and I. She would go out of her way to ask us about our lives and eye-raped us so badly that even my teenage brother knew that she was creepin'. We started running into the group multiple times a day all over the fairly large resort - it was weird.

The first couple days we would see all four women together, but soon we started running into the creepy chubster while she was by herself and drunk. She would say "OMG hiiiii" and run up to give us a hug like she hadn't seen us just two hours earlier. She didn't give a fuck if my parents were present or not. Somehow, my parents were completely oblivious to the fact that this nasty bitch was trying to fuck us and continued to greet her warmly.

One night at dusk, my brother and I were in the hotel room getting ready for dinner when we heard a knock at the door. We figured it was our mom or dad since they had the room next door. We open the door and its the fat teacher, drunk as fuck. She says "HIIIII! I asked the front desk what room you two were staying in. Come drink with meeee!!" She tried to hug my brother but he politely pushed her away. She then invited herself into the room and playfully laid down on the bed, like their was actually a sliver of positivity in our body language. I told her she needed to leave because we were going out to dinner with our parents. She tried to wrestle with me playfully but my brother and I stood a safe distance from her. We were legitimately creeped out. Finally she got off of my bed and headed to the door, and let us know that she would find us later We told my parents about what happened and they were fucking pissed, but strangely we stopped running into the group after that.

The second to last night we were there, my brother and I finally decided to go out to the resort's discotheque and try to make the most of our situation. It was pretty empty inside, so we decided to just rip shots and see what happened. We got pretty tanked and were having a grand ole time keeping to ourselves. I turned my head and saw the four creepy bitches walk in - they are the only real adults in the entire bar. Of course, they come right up to us and start flirting. My brother gives me the look and immediately decides to go back to our room. The hot one in the group is drunk this time and is being very flirty to me, so in my drunken horniness I decide to stay despite my brother's suggestions. He leaves, and the four women quickly invite me back to drink more at their hotel room.

The two other chubsters go back to their own room, so now its just me, the hottie, and my stalker all walking back to one room. Both women are flirting with me hard and we all hop into bed together, one on either side of me. I wrap my arms around both of them and start caressing them. Holy shit, I'm about to have a threesome. Sorry, girlfriend at home, threesomes don't happen every weekend when you're a 21 year old beta dork. I'm sure you understand.

I'm so horny I think my testicles are about to explode. The fat one grabs my face and starts to kiss me. I pull away and try to kiss the hot one, but she turns her face and clams up in .003 seconds. She says "Hehe OK, I'm gonna leave you two alone." She gets up quickly, shuts off the light, and closes the door behind her. Fuck. I've been conned. Oh well, I'm too horny to turn back now.

I fuck the fat teacher from behind with my dick at quarter mast while I stick multiple fingers in her asshole. I slammed against her big beanbag-chair ass so hard I thought it might paralyze her (it didn't, unfortunately). Miraculously I busted my nut, came to my senses IMMEDIATELY, threw on my shorts, and ran back to my hotel room with shoes in hand. I hopped into bed and stared at the ceiling till the sun came up, silently cursing myself for cheating on my girlfriend and having such horribly low standards. I didn't see the fat teacher or any of her friends again after that.

When we got back to the states, I immediately hung out with my girl and had sex a couple of times. The next morning I noticed a few pimples on the shaft of my dick. The dermatologist confirmed that I had contracted molluscum and would need a few laser treatments to get rid of them. My doc said they were highly contagious - I knew I had to tell my girlfriend. I sucked it up and told her that I caught something at some point when we were broken up () and that she needs to get checked. Of course, I had given it to her too. I was consumed with self-hate, although looking back my girl was surprisingly cool with it.

The infection still was not completely resolved when I went back to college. I told my close friends about what happened, and they treated me like a leper for a couple weeks while I contemplated suicide. All of them except for one friend (see last four paragraphs of this post), who had contracted molluscum himself over the summer and thought it was the funniest thing in the world. Soon we were both cured, but the entire semester he would introduce me to girls at parties as his "molluscum brother." He banged at least 10 girls that fall.

Fucking asshole.

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Post: #71

This thread is so entertaining!! Moreee!

Post: #72

I climbed Denali a couple of years ago - spent three weeks in tents on glaciers with 5 other dudes.

We flew back into civilization and headed straight into the only bar in town. Got hammered ASAP and a girl took me back to her cabin and blew me. Woke up at dawn to her going down on me again, and in my sober state she was chubbier than I'd like, but she blew me until I was too horny so we banged.

I walked back to my lodging with very mixed emotions; shamed of banging a fatty, terrified of my friends finding that out, but inwardly proud that my 19 days without a shower was not a deal breaker for her.

Post: #73

Two years ago, before meeting my wife, I invited this girl to my place. A solid 9, who seemed down as fuck. I hadn't fucked a girl of this caliber before, so when I was fingering her, I came in my pants. She tried to get it hard again but it wouldn't work and I was just bummed at this shit. She didn't want to come again.

I had many stories about the poop chute but nothing worthy enough to share here.

Post: #74

Not sure if this counts as I didn't actually nut but a few years ago after getting out of a 7 year LTR I was at a friends house party and this fat girl who didn't really know anyone took a liking to me. I'd talked to her briefly early in the party but she kept coming back to try and re-engage me which I was avoiding.
She seemed to give up but at the end of the night when I was good and drunk she came back and was all over me. Being inebriated and in that post-relationship bang anything with a pulse stage my horniness got the better of me and I hooked up with her and let her take me home.

When we get back to her place I can see it's a dump, shit everywhere, which is a major turn off for me. We start getting naked and when her clothes come off not only am I confronted with the fat and stretch marks but also a ginormous back tattoo, another huge turn off for me.
I finger her and she's blowing me but I'm struggling to get hard and am really not feeling it. Eventually she gets me to half mast and I proceed to stick it in but she's just not passing the boner test. I go soft, pull out and say "I can't do this", grab my clothes and leave.

It's 5am and I do the one hour walk of shame home questioning what I'm doing with my life and wondering if I got an STD from banging such a slut raw (I didn't thank god).
I'm sure some of my friends saw me hook up with her at the part but no one has ever said anything.

Post: #75

I Go Threesome to a One Fat Chick Real Quick

As a 17 year-old high school junior, I was still a virgin. My pathologically-lying asshole girlfriend had just dumped me for umpteenth time, and I was determined to get laid before I went away to college.

This was around the time when MySpace's popularity was at an all-time high. I was a good-looking kid, but I was shy and a total pussy. The idea that I could re-create myself online as a cool kid and meet hot girls at near by high schools was very fascinating. I spent hours after school friend requesting and messaging nearby sluts. One of them from a couple towns over hit ME up, gave me compliments, and asked if I wanted to meet up that coming weekend. She looked cute enough and had some big ass tittays, so of course I'm down.

We agreed to meet up in person for cheese fries. When I arrived, I was a little disappointed. She was a little fatter and little less pretty than her profile suggested, but she was still fuckable and those tits were still big. She showed up with a friend - this girl was way cuter. She was pleasantly thick with big tits and a pretty face. The three of us had a fun conversation and vibed really well, although I did not feel any sexual energy. After we were done, my MySpace buddy invited me over to her parent's house nearby to watch a movie.

She took me back to a very rich area of town. We sat on the couch, flipped on the TV, and talked for a couple minutes. The girls sat on either side of me, which I thought was a bit weird. My girl says "Here - let me go throw on the movie." She sat back down next to me, and suddenly hardcore 80s porn popped up on the screen. In unison, both girls started feeling me up and took turns grabbing my face to make out with me. WTF?

I ended up paying more attention to the hot one, and the chunkster was getting a little upset. Eventually, she grabbed my hand and said "Let's give you a tour of the house." She and the friend walked me straight into the bedroom. One of them grabbed the desk chair and sat me down next to the bed. "Don't touch - just watch."

The girls proceeded to strip naked and start going down on each other. The hot one got up and went to her friend's nightstand to grab a fancy looking remote control vibrator.

"You're in control."

She handed me the speed control remote and started dildoing the shit out of her girlfriend. This all happened within 10 minutes, I was so nervous and horny at this point my brain just could not compute it all. I played with the knobs and buttons on the remote like it was a Nintendo 64 controller - I had no fucking idea what I was doing. The girl getting fucked was getting frustrated that I kept switching up the speeds and vibrations, and eventually she just got up and grabbed it away from me.

After a few more minutes, the girls got up and went to the bathroom together. I could hear them whispering about whether they should let me join in or not. After my poor performance as dildo operator, I guess they decided on no. They came out and said "we want to fuck you, but we want to save something for next time." They got dressed and both gave me a kiss goodbye. I went home smiling ear to ear.

I texted my original girl the next day to set up the threeway. Apparently, the awkward events of our first night together led the girls to having a relationship-ending argument. However, she still wanted to meet up on her own.

I invited her over my house the next day when my parents weren't home, brought her to my room, threw on a condom, banged her missionary in my bottom bunk for 3 minutes, busted, and then sent her on her way. Never saw her again. I was happy I lost my virginity, but crushed that I couldn't have the threesome. It still bothers me to this today.

3-4 months later, she called me at work and tried to accuse me of giving her herpes because she had "already called 7 other guys and none of them said they had it." I explained to her that I was 110% sure it wasn't me, but I didn't tell her why