Alright so, lemme frame this real quick. At the time of the story I was 21 year old from the UK going to college in the US and this story was after a regular Friday nightclub event during my sophomore year.
On this particular night, I was feeling especially slutty, and I’d spent most of the night getting with guy who I don’t remember all that well. Well, I lost him in the club and when he found me again he was all like ‘hey u/D0nutus3m3 😏’ and I was with my best friend like “who tf are you”. He was pissed, but it wasn’t personal. Anyway, my friend and I were outside talking to her then future housemates and this guy, Obie, just comes up to me acting confident and brave from the jump. Asking me when I’m coming home with him and to be fair the only reason I even considered was cos he asked me after the club when I was sobering up (or so I thought) and because he asked me in front of his whole squad when I could have to easily rejected him in front of everyone.
In my head I was like with this level of confidence, your dick game must be the truth. But yeah, we were like taking group photos and he was leaning in to try and kiss me and I was craning back, mainly to try and tease him and build up his expectations. Either way, I wasn’t sure if I actually wanted to go back with him and his friend was all wingmanning him like ‘you’re in for a good night,’ solidifying my expectations. So we were arguing about whose house to go to cos I flat out refused like ‘it’s too messy.’ I have a thing about letting people into my room. Anyway, he was putting up a fight saying his was worse, I was like ‘I’m just gonna go home then’ and of course he relented so quick.
Anyway, neither of us had enough money for a taxi so this was #1 time I contemplated just ducking out and going home. Borrowed some from my friend though and we drive off. Pull up at his halls and I’m like bruh. Same dorms as 3 other guys who I had messed around with this year and I’m like #2.. Should probably just ditch now and call it a night. But I persevere. He takes me up and starts introducing me to his housemates and I’m like ‘did I come here to make friends’?
Anyway, he unlocks his room and I take one step in and my foot crunches on something. Wrappers or mouldy food, I don’t even know and I don’t want to. Like it was fucked up in there for real. I take back any time I’ve ever called my room messy cos it was like heaven in comparison to this. It looked like everything he’d ever ingested in that whole year had its wrapper lying on the floor. Looked like a rubbish dump, legit. Have you ever seen that episode of friends where Ross dates the dirty girl? Like that. So at this point I’m at #3 like Let me just go home before I catch some kind of disease from all these germs. but nah. I stay.
I was ready to fuck with my eyes closed like wtf. Then I see his accounting and finance textbook on the table #4 (same course as 2 other guys I had fooled around with this year too fyi) and it dawns on me that my Venn diagram (the overlap of guys I had been with this year) is already too big and too messy but I’m waiting for him to drop this bomb dick game on me and make it all worth it.
So I’m like kissing him, straddling him, grinding on his (currently) hard dick and his flatmate bursts in and I am fucked off at this point. #5 I contemplated calling an uber then and there. I was so falling out of the mood. I’m like this shouldn’t be so hard, and on top of that, when we’re actually getting into it, he’s like getting with me but touching me really awkwardly, like holding me either side of my shoulders instead of my hips and like he wasn’t trying to take it any further.
So I was like getting frustrated cos it was going nowhere. So, I try to take it somewhere, sit on the bed and nearly fall the fuck off. His mattress is only half on the bed #6. I ask him why he has it like this purposely and he says ‘cos I have some really important forms at the top of the bed frame.’ So this man just pulled the mattress down to give them their own special place. PUT THEM ON YOUR DESK ARE YOU DUMB. Although there was no space for all the food packaging he has everywhere. At this point I notice the bed doesn’t even have sheets on it #7. Anyway, I try to block this out and we start getting into it and when I try to hint that I want his mouth on my pussy, he says he’s never gone down on a girl before. For some reason I didn’t clock it at this point that it meant something, I thought he just had never been with a girl who was brave enough to ask for it in this type of situation as he didn’t seem the relationship type, and so gave him the benefit of the doubt.
#8 – I was like ‘you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to’ and he said he did. I’ll cut him some slack though, it was his first time ever so fair enough it was the worst thing, but I am not sure if he really enjoyed it as he was so shy with his tongue. Regardless, I return the favour and start sucking his dick, giving him the best head I could to try and save this situation and coax some confidence into him, and seeing as nothing had gone wrong in about 20 minutes, the universe had to intervene.
So we’re getting ready to fuck and as I bring his dick towards my pussy (finally) to feel the slide in, he starts to lose it. I was like noooo we’ve come this far, so I give him some more head, he starts getting hard and when he tries to put it in again, he goes soft. At this point I do not give a fuck. I was like I’m sleepy, I was just wishing I was in my clean-in-comparison-to-this-shit-tip room #9. I came all the way over here for this 0.5/10 head game, I must be fucking drunk. And he must be too, cos of what was happening. I just went to sleep before I got too frustrated.
In the morning I woke up to him like poking me in the back and I’m all bitter like ‘so now you’re ready huh?’. But at least happy I might get something out of this trip, so we start up again and I just don’t understand cos every time we got close, he’d go limp and I was just like what is wrong with meeee. What am I doing wrong. I said to him like do you want my hands, do you want my mouth, just tell me how you like it etc etc. so I got my mouth around it once again and it feels promising this time lmao. I’m like yessss, this is gonna happen. 5 minutes in he suddenly nuts in my mouth like:
‘oh… I’m sorry.’
I say ‘nahhhh, it’s cool don’t worry about it.’ The anger inside of me though. #10 in case you didn’t guess. And I just try to get dressed quick so I can leave this memory behind me forever. But guess what? Can’t find my knickers cos they’re lost in the stacks of fucking rubbish #11. Why don’t you own a bin . We both legit looked separately for 15 minutes with no luck.
The universe was punishing me for being a hoe no joke. And I realised I’d sprained my foot or something at this point cos I was like limping. Tbh, the universe was trying to deter me with all these warning signals. I got what I deserved tbh. Anyway, he finally finds them, don’t know how you could have lost them to begin with cos they’re bright red (A part of me thinks he tried to keep it, in the case I would give up looking, but because I didn’t, he had to bring them out). I don’t wear those panties no more if I can’t help it.
I must borrow his shirt cos I’m wearing a top with a hole in it. Get on the bus back to my dorm and limp into my bed and replay this shamble of a night in my head. And then it suddenly dawns on me.
The reason he was the way he was is cos he’d never slept with anyone before. Like how he didn’t really know where to hold me, and didn’t try to take anything further, had never gone down on anyone. And the reason he couldn’t keep it up wasn’t cos he was drunk, but nervous. I was just contemplating this like…
My friend asked me how it was when i got back. And I was like ‘I didn’t have sex with him’ and she was like ‘wow, you must really like him’…
Worst part is if he had told me truth at any point once we had got to his place, I probably would have done better to make him comfortable and done my best to get him there/try again for round two. But he had to play it up like he knew what he was doing beforehand and that’s what made me more frustrated. I guess for him he still got to nut in my mouth and see me as his slut.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u3vldd/the_time_im_f21_pretty_sure_i_took_a_guysm22
J Cole would be proud
“Have a thing about people seeing my room”
I’ve known girls like this, and no offense but it was always because it’s hoarders style messy and dirty lol. That’s rough though, sorry you had to deal with all that. We’ve all done dumb stuff when a little drunk and horny lmao