Im a long time lurker also, this thread has given me so much time to give some back, I have a couple of good stories but this one is always a good talking point. this is how the events unfold.
I live in Brisbane, Australia. This happened about April 2011, was just before i turned 20.One night me and a few mates decide to hit the city. No big deal have some beers get drunk. I actually remember this night going exceptionally well and kissed some random 40 yr old in the casino. So we were all pretty confident after that and decide to hit the backpacker bar up, Notorious for cheap drinks and loose foreign pussy. I ended up meeting an American girl from some Southern state. She was nothing too special but bought me drinks and spent the rest of the night hooking up with her but didnt take her home because i was living with my parents. But i ended up getting her number.
At the time I met her I was on a bit of a lucky streak with pussy so i never pursued. She kept wanting to hang but I just flaked her off for better things.
Until about 6 weeks later my lucky streak well ran dry and I got horny. I ended up texting her and inviting her out to the beach. First time i saw her since the night i met her, so went to the beach with her and another American girl. Nothing happened just general chit chat, and I wasnt overly happy with how she looked sober and in a bikini, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do.
The next night me and a buddy decided to go out to the city and go drinking and she texted me that night saying she was there, i met up with her and she was drunk as was I. My friend was talking to some girls he knew who invited us all over to theres for drinks and spa including my American girl so I though why not. We jump in a cab on the way there and they called and flaked us so I said to my friend and the girl lets go to mine. This was my mistake. I lived with my parents and my dads friend was also staying with us.
We get home, my mate goes to bed pretty much straight away and the girl walks to my bed, so I was like fuck yeah its on. Everyone else is asleep. I get her into bed, kissing her up her neck. ya know being the romantic cunt to get them horny. I started fingering her after a bit she says stop, IM ON MY PERIOD,
the room was dark so i used my phone to look at my fingers, i had no blood on them. I was drunk and horny, and very stupid. so kept going, she kept putting up resistance about it and i kept saying its ok. next thing she jumps on me and slides my dick into her raw. I pumped her for about 10 seconds and thought fuck this and put a condom on.
So we starting fucking in the dark for prob bout half hour or so. I made her cum then I came. I was happy got some pussy all good.
Soon as i came she gets up and goes to the bath room and im stiing in the dark with the dom still on being stoked. A few months before i fucked a chick and never made such a puddle on the mattress from her cuming and feeling my bed i though i had done the same.
So i turn the light on to admire my penis thrusting skills. I stood in absolute horror. me bedroom looked like a murder scene.
I had the biggest puddle of blood soaked through three sheets onto my mattress. my parents had just put thousands of dollars of new white carpet in the house. And now there was a blood trail on it from my bedroom to the bathroom that had leaked out of her front bum.
Where she had stood up to hop out of the bed looked like someone had been stabbed on the floor and now the aroma of clotty period blood takes over and im freaking out becuase my parents will be up in a few hours.
Im covered in blood and feeling so sick, she comes back to the room just apologising saying shes going home. i lay there waiting for the cab she said she called with her to get her the fuck out of my house, i fall asleep wake up at about 5am she is still in my bed.
I grab my bed sheets wrap them in a bag and go wake my mate who is asleep upstairs. i say you gotta drive her to the train station.
So i have this bag on my back full of period blooded sheets and clothes, and my friend or the girl doesnt know how to get to the train station so i have to show them. just as we were leaving about 5.30 am my parents and dads friend wake up and come downstairs, next thing i know they catch me leaving and ask who is this and try having a conversation with her. As i they are talking to her while im trying to scurry her out of the house. i notice she has blood all over her clothes and down her legs. i freak out grab her and leave. the car ride smelt worst than a dead body . my mate knew straight away that she was bleeding and drove with all the windows down on a cold winter to help mask the smell. i kick her out at the train station covered in blood and stinks, she is so embarrassed i couldnt give a fuck.
I get my bag full of soiled goods and throw my good sheets and clothes in the bin and the corner store, theres no way they were washinf out. I get home there is still blood everywhere and downstairs stinks.
I dont know how to fix this so I do what any self respecting male does and tells his mother he just fucked a chick on her period and his room looks like a scene from csi. i scrub the floors and flip my mattress over so the blood is on the other side(which is still like it now) get three portable fans and put them all on high to air out my bedroom. now i had to get out of the house me and my mate go to the beach so i can wash the blood off me due to me still not having a shower.
I get home that night and noticed mum and cleaned the floors with carpet cleaner and cleaned the bathroom of her bloody gash.
My mum is cool and sometimes jokes about it to me still, but she still asks me where her nice white sheets are. I told her i took them to a friends house and left them there they got lost. She made me buy her new ones. My room stunk of absolute worst violent smell of blood and shame for weeks
and yes i fucked her again, prob about another 15 times. That is maybe the most awkward part, and there is more awkward stories following because of her, she has pretty much put me off American girls till I get proved otherwise
awesome story, dude!
I don't know if I've posted this in here but here it goes...
Years back, maybe 2009 or 08, when I was working in group homes, most of my coworkers were young women who, like me, weren't in school. So, we'd get together after work, get wasted, tell stories about the crazy kids we worked with, and fuck. In my first few years working there I got laid a lot. Anyhow, most of the girls I met were bat shit nutty. I became a firm believer in "good in bed, crazy in the head."
I'd starting hooking up with this girl Alainna. She was unhealthily thin, worked out too much, had huuuuge fake tits, and drank hard. She would binge for weeks, stop drinking, get some Bible verse tattooed, and a week later start getting wasted again. I spent a good summer hitting it. Although she was a headache, she and her older, drunker sister, had a place, plenty of booze, etc. Shit got real hectic sometimes. Her sister once walked into the bedroom when Alainna was passed out on the living room floor, naked, and crawled into bed with me, rubbing her nakedness all over me. Walked into the shower with me once as well.
We would be going at it and she would start yelling shit like "no! I'm not going to let you make me come. punch me in the face!" The situations just got more and more disastrous. Late night phone calls would ring from 2-6am and, at many points, I had to shut my phone off. Mind you, I still had to work with this girl.
If I didn't hear from her for a while I'd assume it was because she either went off the deep end or was back in church. It'd been a long time, maybe 6 months, and i get a message from her saying that she wanted to return to me a Gorilla Biscuits hoodie that I'd owned since middle school. I agreed to retrieve it. At this time, she was living with her mom, who was a Christ-Nazi. Alainna had put on some serious poundage but still had this cute freckled Irish face, blue eyes, and long, curly black hair. It didn't take much for her to coerce me into coming upstairs. We get up there, she locks the door of her room, and we start banging. It was ok until she started saying "I miss you. I really love you. I'm sorry." Either way, I keep going with it until falling asleep.
Sometime later her mom UNLOCKS the fucking bedroom door and yells "WHO IS THIS MAN IN MY HOUSE! WE'RE GOING TO CHURCH! YOU'RE GOING TO HELL." I jump out of bed and try to get dressed, Alainna then gets up, pushes her mom out of the door way, slams the door, and blocks it with her dresser, leaving me stuck between hell and high water. Right there, she starts trying to blow me. I sat there in one of the most uncomfortable positions I'd ever experienced, waiting for her mom to go to church.
Making it even worse were the messages I'd get from her sister in weeks ensuing this debacle which read to the effect of "you should really talk with her. She's going through a lot." "Don't be an asshole." "blah blah blah"
Never got my hoody back.
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