I [F] lost a bet (of sorts) with a dude [M] at a party.

This is something of mix between a TIFU and TIL.
But as I doubt either of those forums would welcome it I’ll share my sordid story here.

Before I start though. I know that there is a spectrum of how often/easily girls can cum, but I’m definitely more than most but less than others (based on girl talk with friends and limited porn watching). If I’m in a horny/bored mood I can masturbate well into double digits no problem, and on average during sex I’ll have maybe 4 to 6 typically. Not bragging, just relevant data.

Also relevant to point out that in my admittedly limited experience with guys (3 bfs and 1 one-night stand) I have only been with guys who are in the ‘one and done’ camp. There was one bf who could sometimes cum twice in a session but it was rare for him.

Alright, so that said, last weekend I was invited with a gf over to a house party. She and I had just come back from a week camping and I was looking forward to a night alone to have a long bath and get cleaned up etc. But the house belonged to a stupidly rich friend of hers and it had a huge pool and hot tub and seemed like a fun so we went.

Food and drinks ensued. Maybe 20 people there in total, very few of which I knew. Ended up drinking way too much and just hanging out in the hottub as the night went on. Which was when my friend and I got onto sex talk. She was chomping at the bit for her bf to pick her up after his late work shift so they could take off and get to it. And as both she and I had had (as far as I know) no orgasms at all since we’d been off camping together (and were not that sort of friends) she was teasing me a bit about what my own plans might be when I got home. This was really just between us but we werent’ trying to be super quiet or anything, and there were three other people at the other end of the hottub – 2 guys and a girl.

One of the guys, a total Chad, which is not typically at all ‘my type’, picked up on what we’d been saying and got all friendly. Zero interest at that point but we were drunk enough to have fun with it.
The conversation somehow got on to him saying something like how curious biology was as guys were always ready to go for sex and girls took a whole bunch of ‘game playing’ to get there. Which I refuted, at least saying that personally when I was horny I could go from zero to sixty more or less instantly – but regardless – I said that at least we girls made up for it because once we were going we could often go for hours whereas guys were all hot and keen to go until they came and then it was usually game over.

At which point he claimed (boasted) that this was not true for himself and essentially bet that he would cum more times than I could were we to have sex.
My friend and I called ‘bullshit’ of course but I don’t think either of us took his banter to be even slightly serious – just typical Chad moves to try and score.

Cut to a few hrs later and it’s after midnight, my friend had taken off with her bf leaving me to wonder how I was going to get home. I was on my way to change out of my bathing suit in the pool cabana thing when Chad called out to me to see if I ‘needed a hand’. Under normal circumstances, again, I would’ve blown him off but I was feeling good from the booze, and horny from a week of abstainance, and I have to admit kind of intrigued by his bluster. So I said, actually I do!

Into the cabana we went.

There was no more talk of him cumming more than I would or anything, this was just drunk party hookup sex and while I have limited experience with it I was definitely in the mood. So there was a bit of quick making out and groping and then off came my bikini and his trunks and we were on the couch/daybed thing they had.

He went down on me right away which was a minor shock as that typically takes me a bit to get comfortable with, but I figured I would only taste of chlorine so I got over that initial hesitation pretty fast. He wasn’t down there long and then after a quick consult on birthcontrol and the lack of condoms handy we went for it anyway.

Between my horniness and his saliva I was super gooey so there was no issues getting started and he got inside me and grabbed my hips and started going for it.

Side note to say that in general with sex when I’m horny I tend to cum pretty fast, like maybe the first one in a minute or less. If things continue then I’ll cum again in maybe another minute and then afterwards they start to space out – coming further and further apart but maxing out at like every two to maybe four minutes kind of thing. So in ten minutes of fucking I’ll cum four times on average I’d say.

I was just feeling that first building when Chad pulls out. He had his hands on my hips still and I was wondering what the deal was I felt a hot splash from my pussy to my tits. I looked down and his cock was just hanging there over me oozing out a steady flow of cum after that first spurt. I went to reach to help out as that’s what past bf’s have wanted but he stopped me by grabbing my hand in his. He had this superior smile on his face and just stayed there for maybe half a minute before reaching down and guiding his cock back inside me to continue fucking.

I was half thinking ‘okay that was fast! But I guess he can stay hard for a bit longer so I might was well try and get one myself.’

He starts up a slow rhythm again and then builds fast and I’m almost cumming myself when he pulls out again…and again another sploosh of cum all over me. Again he pauses and then starts up again. Cock still hard, actually very hard, and does it all over again.

After maybe five minutes he cums three times like that, I’m absolutely splattered in guy goo from and I haven’t cum ONCE. Now he is totally in my head. I’m thinking about his boasts earlier and the things I said and pussy to tits and it’s pissing me off. We start fucking again and this time I get my fingers involved. And I’m making progress but then there’s voices outside as others are walking over to use the cabana, only turning back at the last moment when they see/hear it’s being used. The cover of the daybed thing is a bit coarse and a fold has formed that is under my shoulder blades and it’s uncomfortable. The smell of his cum is super strong, but then there’s a friggin half a cupfull all over me so that’s hardly surprising. I use some of it to lube my fingers to help out on my clit but I can tell its just not going to happen!

And it doesn’t! He cums one last time, this last time using his hand to jerk himself off to finish. I just lay there defeated and let him jackson pollock me one more time.

He was actually sweet after. He helped towel me off and we showered together so he could soap my body clean which was enough stimulation for him that he was hard and ready to go all over again but I declined. We got dressed and I had to admit I was surprised and impressed and he was all apologetic that I hadn’t had as much fun (as he put it) but we exchanged numbers with the possibility of a rematch sometime. We’ll see.

Anyway, since then I have learned about ‘ruined orgasms’ and that some guys can really keep going and sometimes I can’t. LOL.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cnbzt7/i_f_lost_a_bet_of_sorts_with_a_dude_m_at_a_party