Because I liked it.
My roommate had a big promotion at work, so we had a little celebration in our apartment. We’ve been drinking for a couple of hours before everyone had left, and then we had some more.
We ended up on the couch, drunk and exhausted. We watched some Netflix for a while when my roommate shifted awkwardly:
— Hey, I don’t feel so good.
— Let me get you some water, I said.
I went to the kitchen, filled her a glass and came back. Her face was pale, almost white. I handed her the glass and parked myself back onto the couch.
She sipped some water, then suddenly stopped.
— What is it? — I asked.
She turned towards me, her mouth gaping.
— I… Uh… — she struggled.
As she tried to speak, she made a gurgling sound and a stream of vomit came shooting out of her mouth — all over my dress. My brand new dress.
The smell was disgusting. I looked down, only to see streams of sticky fluid flowing down my chest, forming a small, obnoxious lake at the place where my skirt was folded from sitting.
Yet, for some weird, bizarre reason — I felt incredibly aroused.
— Oh… I… I’m so sorry… — she said.
— It’s okay, I’ll just clean up. Get some rest — I said.
I scurried off into the bathroom, careful not to drip any of her puke over the floor. As soon as I closed the door, my hands instinctively started rubbing her vomit all over my dress. I couldn’t believe what I was doing — it felt so incredibly wrong, but I couldn’t stop.
It took me several minutes before I headed into the shower with my dress still on and started rinsing everything off.
I never told my roommate. I have no idea how she’d react if I did.
I just feel so disgusted with myself.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w23mb0/my_roommate_puked_all_over_me_and_i_felt_more