I (F22) made my sexual debut in a one night stand at University. It went well, the guy kept checking I was alright, took things slow, all well and good. It was a Friday night and I had work the next morning and so when we woke up he got dressed and left. All in all, it wasn’t a bad experience.
A couple of weeks later on another night out I met another guy who was really quite interested in me. After how well my first one night stand had gone and in the spirit of thoroughly enjoying this sexual freedom I had recently found, I figured why not?
We went back to mine and got down to business. Now, the first thing that I took an issue with was his kissing technique. I mean, I like it when kissing involves biting the other person’s bottom lip gently now and again, in fact it can be a real turn on and it’s something I like doing too. When I tell you I’m lucky to have escaped with my lip still attached to my face? Seriously, he never let up and he bit **hard**. Next was the sex. It just really really wasn’t good. It was rough, but not in the good way. Obviously it’s safe to say I was pretty inexperienced at this point in time, far from an expert, but he kept slipping out, it was clumsy, messy and just all round a poor experience. But the icing on the cake was the next morning.
I woke up and the bed felt damp. I wondered whether it was just that I was lying in a damp spot from last night’s activities, but when I moved a little the bed felt wet. ***Wet***. I checked the time on my phone, I had work again as usual, so it wasn’t long before I was going to have to get up. This guy wakes up, he rolls over and starts trying to kiss me. Needless to say, my lip was still sore from the night before and I was significantly less drunk by this point.
I remind him I need to get up, more than once. He suddenly rolls over on top of me and all I can think about at first is the soaking fabric pressed against my back until suddenly my attention is drawn to the space between my legs, where another clumsy attempt to enter is being made. I remind him once again I have to get up for work, which means he has to go. He still seems pretty set on having sex again so I ask him “Are you wearing a condom?” I already knew he wasn’t, and he confirmed this, so I told him “look, sorry but I’m not having sex with you without a condom and as I’ve already said, you need to go”.
He finally gets up and leaves, giving me the chance to get up and look at the bed. There was a huge wet patch spanning from his half of the bed, it had soaked through the sheets and down into the mattress. I didn’t even have time to change the sheets or sort the mattress out before work, so instead of coming home and being able to relax later, I had to strip the bed and spend well over an hour trying to sort the whole situation. What made it worse was the fact that I had to message this guy later to ask if he had my student card because I couldn’t find it anywhere… I was so embarrassed by the whole thing I literally didn’t tell anyone for months.
TLDR; The guy I brought home for a one night stand tried to chew my lip off, wet my bed then tried to have sex again in the morning on the soaked sheets. This guy… **THIS GUY.**
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hz0zl2/fm_wasnt_expecting_my_second_one_night_stand_to
Your title really had me. The story itself… so disappointing. As a guy, we absolutely suck sometimes, but that guy REALLY fucked up lmao