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"Sat outside a couples place while they argued about a 3 some and she needed more warning...just walked away ..." Jesus.... | |||
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"Met a couple - he was fisting her (yep) and her vagina split (yep). Strangely enough, this happened AGAIN about ten years later with another couple! Both times I almost fainted due to the sight of blood." Ouch that sounds soooooo painful | |||
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"Met a couple and had a mfm but after about 15 minutes realised the husband had left the room. The wife leaves the room, comes back and starts shagging me. I ask where the husband is - "oh, he's downstairs crying." Oh, ok (!)" Oh my...... | |||
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"My worst meet was when a man lost part of an anal toy, he was scrabbling around the bed looking for it. I put my fingers up my vagina and could feel it lost up my ass. It was the detachable remote control part. I had to shit it out. He clearly knew it was up there and was attempting to fuck me with it up there, pretending he didn't know where it was. " what an asshole | |||
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"Have had two meets where I couldn't get it up. Now THAT is a nightmare!!! " I bet and for both parties | |||
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"One who turned up, did not like look of the road I lived in and left " Oh my..... | |||
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 . So I quickly rose to the occasion and fucked her as fast, hard and rough as I could then pulled up my trousers and left her on the floor before letting myself out. Just as I got into my car that was parked across the road a 6ft tall sticky bloke walked around the corner and put his key in the door. I just saw him open it and her naked leg was visible. I drove off and I’ve never heard off her since, he profile was deleted the next day when I looked. That was a close call!! | |||
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"I arranged to meet a 19yr girl on fab, I offered to accom but she said she couldn’t drive so she invited me to her house. I arrived at her house and it looked like a very rough area, I knocked the door and she answered and there was rubbish everywhere in the house. She invited me in, and closed the door behind me, I quickly realised that I had to get out of here quickly. She stripped off instantly! Her thong and bra hit the floor before the door latched then she bend over and said “be quick my fella will be home in 15mins and he’s a boxer” she had one of the best body’s I’ve ever seen still to this day . So I quickly rose to the occasion and fucked her as fast, hard and rough as I could then pulled up my trousers and left her on the floor before letting myself out. Just as I got into my car that was parked across the road a 6ft tall sticky bloke walked around the corner and put his key in the door. I just saw him open it and her naked leg was visible. I drove off and I’ve never heard off her since, he profile was deleted the next day when I looked. That was a close call!! "Damn, next time be careful  | |||
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"I invited a guy over to my old apartment for a BJ. He sat on the couch with his pants around his ankles. I sucked him til he jizzed over my face. Once I'd cleaned my face, pleasantries had been exchanged and he'd left I noticed a large skid mark on my couch! " I think I threw up a little bit | |||
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"I invited a guy over to my old apartment for a BJ. He sat on the couch with his pants around his ankles. I sucked him til he jizzed over my face. Once I'd cleaned my face, pleasantries had been exchanged and he'd left I noticed a large skid mark on my couch! " Oh nooooo! | |||
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"I invited a guy over to my old apartment for a BJ. He sat on the couch with his pants around his ankles. I sucked him til he jizzed over my face. Once I'd cleaned my face, pleasantries had been exchanged and he'd left I noticed a large skid mark on my couch! Oh nooooo! " | |||
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" I think I threw up a little bit " Was it the jizzing on face that did it?  | |||
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"I arranged to meet a 19yr girl on fab, I offered to accom but she said she couldn’t drive so she invited me to her house. I arrived at her house and it looked like a very rough area, I knocked the door and she answered and there was rubbish everywhere in the house. She invited me in, and closed the door behind me, I quickly realised that I had to get out of here quickly. She stripped off instantly! Her thong and bra hit the floor before the door latched then she bend over and said “be quick my fella will be home in 15mins and he’s a boxer” she had one of the best body’s I’ve ever seen still to this day . So I quickly rose to the occasion and fucked her as fast, hard and rough as I could then pulled up my trousers and left her on the floor before letting myself out. Just as I got into my car that was parked across the road a 6ft tall sticky bloke walked around the corner and put his key in the door. I just saw him open it and her naked leg was visible. I drove off and I’ve never heard off her since, he profile was deleted the next day when I looked. That was a close call!! "Bloody hell - talk about a danger fuck! | |||
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"Got on my knees to blow him. His cock was in my mouth for a second when he came - I swallowed and he left. Classy " I had this with someone I had built up quite a friendship with but didn’t even get as far as my mouth, I literally unzipped him and took his cock out and he cum. He then left all embarrassed rather than just dealing with the situation | |||
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"Got on my knees to blow him. His cock was in my mouth for a second when he came - I swallowed and he left. Classy " Isn’t that just a normal experience on fab....... | |||
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"I arranged to meet a 19yr girl on fab, I offered to accom but she said she couldn’t drive so she invited me to her house. I arrived at her house and it looked like a very rough area, I knocked the door and she answered and there was rubbish everywhere in the house. She invited me in, and closed the door behind me, I quickly realised that I had to get out of here quickly. She stripped off instantly! Her thong and bra hit the floor before the door latched then she bend over and said “be quick my fella will be home in 15mins and he’s a boxer” she had one of the best body’s I’ve ever seen still to this day . So I quickly rose to the occasion and fucked her as fast, hard and rough as I could then pulled up my trousers and left her on the floor before letting myself out. Just as I got into my car that was parked across the road a 6ft tall sticky bloke walked around the corner and put his key in the door. I just saw him open it and her naked leg was visible. I drove off and I’ve never heard off her since, he profile was deleted the next day when I looked. That was a close call!! "Ekkkkk holy shit, well done rising to the occasion under those circumstances though. Wonder what happened when the husband got in the house 
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However due to bad experiences in the past I insisted we meet at a club.
You can guess the rest …he was shorter than me (I’m 5’7) and portly, followed me around for most of the night till I eventually called him out on his lies. The reason, it appears TV’s generally are desperate and will not be too bothered when he turns up, I soon put him right about my preferences, non negotiable
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If it had been given as an excuse for being late to meet somewhere, I'd have struggled to believe it.
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"I arranged to go to her flat. Grabbed a bottle on the way, jumped into a cab and persuaded him to go south of the river. He dropped me off....housing estate....found the flat, expecting a nice, slim, beautiful black woman....got an old, very large, black woman who said she wanted to be paid before I could go in.....I left hoping the cab hadnt gone too far, it had...long walk to tube...no corkscrew." Wow just wow | |||
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"Their house caught fire whilst there
If it had been given as an excuse for being late to meet somewhere, I'd have struggled to believe it.
My clothes stank afterwards "Oh my god, well at least it happened when you was there as you said | |||
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"Getting caught with a guy Guy who was a bit rough Girls husband arriving home" Need to hear these stories!! | |||
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"Arranged a hotel meet with a guy who ticked all the boxes, Tall ,gymfit,bald headed smartly dressed non smoker in his early 40s. What we got when we met up in the bar was a 5'6" overweight BO sweaty smoker in joggers with a crazy combover mullet. We left despite his kind suggestion we go to his room and "have one for luck !" "A lot of people like to “catfish” | |||
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"Their house caught fire whilst there
If it had been given as an excuse for being late to meet somewhere, I'd have struggled to believe it.
My clothes stank afterwards
Oh my god, well at least it happened when you was there as you said "It was quite frightening and unnerving. And they had no smoke alarms! | |||
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"Their house caught fire whilst there
If it had been given as an excuse for being late to meet somewhere, I'd have struggled to believe it.
My clothes stank afterwards
Oh my god, well at least it happened when you was there as you said
It was quite frightening and unnerving. And they had no smoke alarms! "How does someone not have smoke alarms...... | |||
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"Arranged a hotel meet with a guy who ticked all the boxes, Tall ,gymfit,bald headed smartly dressed non smoker in his early 40s. What we got when we met up in the bar was a 5'6" overweight BO sweaty smoker in joggers with a crazy combover mullet. We left despite his kind suggestion we go to his room and "have one for luck !" "Did you fix his hairstyle first?  | |||
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"Was on my way to meet a “couple”, where the guy wanted to watch. Arrived at multi storey flats and go in and away up to the door. Stand outside for ages as the music was so loud they didn’t hear me knocking. Eventually answered and at the door the guy tells me “she’s in a flat downstairs but just come in, I’ll suck you off then you can go down and do what you want with her. I’m not gay by the way.” Like ok mate this whole scene is fucking weird. Words cannot describe how dodgy the whole set up was - did she exist? If she did was she consenting, who else was involved, all sorts of thoughts going through my mind. Was like naaaa and just bounced. " I believe you got duped, unfortunately | |||
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"I agreed to meet a couple near Rotherham social at first, they guy turned up alone, seemed nice enough, we had a coffee and chatted, he showed me some very nice pics of him and his wife and we agreed we would meet up again - two weeks later he gave me their address and time I arrived on time - as I approached the house it was horrid and filthy - I hesitated - then as I walked up the path, the women opened the door and to say the least she looked dirty, unkept and nothing like the pictures, I politely said "sorry not for me" and turned around only for her to shout - "what up it is only fucking sex" I drove off , thought nothing of it until the following day the guy was stood outside of my office black (he had apparently followed after that first meet) and when i came out for lunch he confronted me and threatened me - that went on for best part of 3 weeks, then I reported him/them to the police Scary times J "Fucking hell, we found it guys the crazy meet | |||
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"Not strictly a meet but on the way home from a meet my phone rang so pulled over to get back to the person calling me. Lift my head from the phone and there's about 10 armed police with guns drawn around my car, I'm boxed in by about 5 undercover police cars, then some more police run out with riot shields and a police dog Utterly poop myself and start to realise they're doing an armed raid on a house I've had the misfortune to park opposite! So I'm stuck there for a good 20 mins whilst they shout at 2 men on a balcony on the front of the house with guns on them and they finally drag them out and arrest them. Pretty much a front row seat to an armed response team raiding a house from the front seat of my car! In fairness the police were lovely to me and it was clear I had just pulled up at the exact same time they had a raid planned and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time! Thank God I'd sorted myself out before heading home so wasn't looking too disheveled, but I strongly suspect if they had opened my car door I would have stunk of sex! Possibly my most memorable meet, only for the horror drive home!" That’s just a normal day in Birmingham ?? | |||
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"Had another one years ago , been chatting to a man in another site for a few weeks , he asked me over on my day off from work , told me to use the back door ( no pun intended) as he is always in the kitchen, said the garden gate was open and just to walk in when I get there ,so I drive there park up and open the gate walk up the path and walk into the back door , only to find two OAP in there kitchen screaming at me thinking I was robbing them , I ran back to my car and drive off get home he then says ha ha got you gay cu#t and blocked me , got told someone lives in the flats that overlooks the houses and that it’s happened a few times random men walking into peoples back door , he must be board " What a sick freak oh my god why would you do that to someone, I feel bad for the old ladies and you | |||
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"My worst meet was when a man lost part of an anal toy, he was scrabbling around the bed looking for it. I put my fingers up my vagina and could feel it lost up my ass. It was the detachable remote control part. I had to shit it out. He clearly knew it was up there and was attempting to fuck me with it up there, pretending he didn't know where it was. " That is fucking terrifying | |||
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"Had another one years ago , been chatting to a man in another site for a few weeks , he asked me over on my day off from work , told me to use the back door ( no pun intended) as he is always in the kitchen, said the garden gate was open and just to walk in when I get there ,so I drive there park up and open the gate walk up the path and walk into the back door , only to find two OAP in there kitchen screaming at me thinking I was robbing them , I ran back to my car and drive off get home he then says ha ha got you gay cu#t and blocked me , got told someone lives in the flats that overlooks the houses and that it’s happened a few times random men walking into peoples back door , he must be board " Why would someone go to all this effort to so that to you and the poor OAPs. I always think of the saying "the lady doth protest too much, methinks" I bet the guy watched while having a tug then says he does it because he "hates the gays" Uuurggghh sometimes I just hate people. | |||
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"Met a couple - he was fisting her (yep) and her vagina split (yep). Strangely enough, this happened AGAIN about ten years later with another couple. Once is unlucky but twice is just plain careless lol Both times I almost fainted due to the sight of blood." | |||
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"Went to a guys house and it was filthy- dirty laundry and takeaway boxes literally everywhere. I should have not crossed the threshold. In his lounge I had to step over piles of crap on the floor and he went down on his knees to give me a bj - then I saw it! A glass tank with a 4ft python staring at me. Ffs! Needless to say I zipped up and ran!" | |||
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored" We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
We leant a lot that evening! "I forgot! In the middle of the same partner play he attempts to just jam a finger in Kitty and I had to grab his wrist. Fucking terrifying as he was bigger than me. | |||
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"I finally grew the balls to experiment with a guy, so I got leathered (which was a necessity). Lots of cock sucking later he left. I spent the following day curled up in a ball hating myself. I never want to be that disgusted in myself again." Don’t feel bad mate. If something is not for you, it’s not for you. | |||
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"My worst meet was when a man lost part of an anal toy, he was scrabbling around the bed looking for it. I put my fingers up my vagina and could feel it lost up my ass. It was the detachable remote control part. I had to shit it out. He clearly knew it was up there and was attempting to fuck me with it up there, pretending he didn't know where it was. " ....and people say romance is dead ! | |||
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 Then when we sat down with a drink she proceeded to show me pictures of horses and how she was going to buy one for my daughter. Said our goodbyes then all evening she was texting me pictures of food that she was going to cook for me. There wasn’t a second date. | |||
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"I finally grew the balls to experiment with a guy, so I got leathered (which was a necessity). Lots of cock sucking later he left. I spent the following day curled up in a ball hating myself. I never want to be that disgusted in myself again." wow, it’s only a body part the penis.
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"Met a woman on a social. Started by her giving me a leather bracelet Then when we sat down with a drink she proceeded to show me pictures of horses and how she was going to buy one for my daughter. Said our goodbyes then all evening she was texting me pictures of food that she was going to cook for me. There wasn’t a second date. "Yikes no! | |||
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"Got on my knees to blow him. His cock was in my mouth for a second when he came - I swallowed and he left. Classy I had this with someone I had built up quite a friendship with but didn’t even get as far as my mouth, I literally unzipped him and took his cock out and he cum. He then left all embarrassed rather than just dealing with the situation " | |||
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As he was recoiling in horror, his lady friend had made a grab for Rob's cock and tried to stick her tongue down his throat.
We got separated from them and they started to get shirty with us for leading them on and ruining their fantasy We left shortly after and could hear them arguing together. It's a shame because we'd have taken the time to meet them another time if they hadn't been so weird! | |||
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" Was meeting this guy, really ramped up the chat leading up to it. Looked really hot , just my type body wise etc. Was going to be nothing more than a hot encounter. Arranged to meet at his and as soon as he opened the door his pics were most definitely not recent ones. Didn’t fancy him at all. He was really overweight and even his face just didn’t look the same. We had a drink / social and I told him I wasn’t wanting to actually have sex as I realised I wasn’t over my ex and could we just leave it as a social. He decided a social wasn’t enough and was all over me. I felt scared and trapped and even had that moment of ‘maybe I can just go through with this’ ! I felt physically sick, said to him I couldn’t do it and I was sorry but needed to go. He seemed to cool and I started to leave. Then he completely changed again. Hands all over me, telling me I should have sex with him to help me forget my ex bf etc. I got out and drove home crying feeling stupid that I had not only been duped but that I had put myself in that situation. He’s still on fabs and wonder just how many other women may have been in the same situation with him " That is a sexual assault! | |||
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"Had a meet arranged with a “couple” verified profile and pics and everything seemed fine. Arrived on time as you would expect only to be greeted by the male half…ok nothing to surprising there except I soon found out the profile was a total lie and that to my surprise there was no other half at all, the man still asked if I wanted a blow job and I had to politely decline and make my escape pronto! " I feel like that happens a lot on fab, I’m sorry that happened to you | |||
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" Was meeting this guy, really ramped up the chat leading up to it. Looked really hot , just my type body wise etc. Was going to be nothing more than a hot encounter. Arranged to meet at his and as soon as he opened the door his pics were most definitely not recent ones. Didn’t fancy him at all. He was really overweight and even his face just didn’t look the same. We had a drink / social and I told him I wasn’t wanting to actually have sex as I realised I wasn’t over my ex and could we just leave it as a social. He decided a social wasn’t enough and was all over me. I felt scared and trapped and even had that moment of ‘maybe I can just go through with this’ ! I felt physically sick, said to him I couldn’t do it and I was sorry but needed to go. He seemed to cool and I started to leave. Then he completely changed again. Hands all over me, telling me I should have sex with him to help me forget my ex bf etc. I got out and drove home crying feeling stupid that I had not only been duped but that I had put myself in that situation. He’s still on fabs and wonder just how many other women may have been in the same situation with him " what a fucked up guy, glad you are okay now. Did you report the profile??? | |||
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
We leant a lot that evening!
I forgot! In the middle of the same partner play he attempts to just jam a finger in Kitty and I had to grab his wrist. Fucking terrifying as he was bigger than me. "So he had a big body and you had the dick, just joking. I can see why now you don’t really like clubs (joking) | |||
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A more recent one springs to mind, after happening to go to the pub her ex boyfriend worked at, getting absolutely wasted, and trying to kill me in the car twice on the A1 going home... The strap on falling out of the kitchen cupboard onto the children's pack lunch seemed like nothing.
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"My kind of thread! Wether its been casual or dating, I've had some 'interesting' experiences... I seem to attract them
A more recent one springs to mind, after happening to go to the pub her ex boyfriend worked at, getting absolutely wasted, and trying to kill me in the car twice on the A1 going home... The strap on falling out of the kitchen cupboard onto the children's pack lunch seemed like nothing.
You couldn't make it up... If anyone wants to hear the full story just say "I want to hear the full story, not sure why though 
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"My kind of thread! Wether its been casual or dating, I've had some 'interesting' experiences... I seem to attract them
A more recent one springs to mind, after happening to go to the pub her ex boyfriend worked at, getting absolutely wasted, and trying to kill me in the car twice on the A1 going home... The strap on falling out of the kitchen cupboard onto the children's pack lunch seemed like nothing.
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
We leant a lot that evening!
I forgot! In the middle of the same partner play he attempts to just jam a finger in Kitty and I had to grab his wrist. Fucking terrifying as he was bigger than me.
So he had a big body and you had the dick, just joking. I can see why now you don’t really like clubs (joking) "I’m not huge, about 7.5” but it’s thick. Honestly it’s not a brag. Just ridiculous how he behaved with the whole meet. I guess that’s alcohol! | |||
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
We leant a lot that evening!
I forgot! In the middle of the same partner play he attempts to just jam a finger in Kitty and I had to grab his wrist. Fucking terrifying as he was bigger than me.
So he had a big body and you had the dick, just joking. I can see why now you don’t really like clubs (joking)
I’m not huge, about 7.5” but it’s thick. Honestly it’s not a brag. Just ridiculous how he behaved with the whole meet. I guess that’s alcohol! "I understand, and I think you are right about it being the alcohol, some people can’t handle it..... | |||
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A more recent one springs to mind, after happening to go to the pub her ex boyfriend worked at, getting absolutely wasted, and trying to kill me in the car twice on the A1 going home... The strap on falling out of the kitchen cupboard onto the children's pack lunch seemed like nothing.
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
We leant a lot that evening!
I forgot! In the middle of the same partner play he attempts to just jam a finger in Kitty and I had to grab his wrist. Fucking terrifying as he was bigger than me.
So he had a big body and you had the dick, just joking. I can see why now you don’t really like clubs (joking)
I’m not huge, about 7.5” but it’s thick. Honestly it’s not a brag. Just ridiculous how he behaved with the whole meet. I guess that’s alcohol!
I understand, and I think you are right about it being the alcohol, some people can’t handle it..... "I like a drink, but when I’m playing I just don’t tend to. As I want to be in control! Same for Kitty! | |||
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"We arranged a meet with a similar minded couple into our shared kinks of strapon,bi play,crossdressing..leather latex bondage chastity etc etc.had a wonderful kinky night and continued the next morning boh guys all in their finest kinky gear.. in the throes of a strapon fest with our swapping partners this womans parents turn up the drive to return the lawnmower and bring a cake for lunch. we all went JESUS f"$^* and scrambled left right and center.. her hubbie took me out the back to the garage via the rear of house.. she took my missus and hid her in their bedroom closet and she hastily thru on clothes and somehow carried off the normal faced good Sunday morning daughter look for an hour while we all hid in terror literally..her husband was shaking ..even my libido was at 1%.. they eventually left and we fell about laughing after and we couldnt quite get back into it so they met at ours the next time.. it was one of those moments in life when its just totally surreal nutty hihi..but at the time..4 heart attacks..literally..." That actually sounds kinda fun… | |||
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"What’s the worst meeting you have ever had I’m curious and bored We were in a club, it was our first life play. There was an absolute stunner of a single lady at the bar. She was in a tight respectable vanilla dress. Everyone else was pretty much dressed down. We’d made eye contact a few times, so Kitty plucks up enough courage to chat. She’s with a ‘partner’ we’d not seen, but he comes back. He’s ok but a bit outside of our preferences. But we’re new to this and we want to get in on the swinging thing. The ladies retire to a corner to discuss potential play, I chat with him, he’s drinking fast. (And Budweiser at that ) The ladies have agreed terms: girl girl play boy boy play (we’re all bi) and no partner swapping heterosexually.
So we get in the room and get down to it.
She’s rough with her fingers and has sharp nails, Kitty is not happy! He’s much more d*unk now after downing his drink before going in the play room. He’s constantly asking to touch Kitty, which we didn’t agree to, so we refuse. I’ve not taken my boxers off, I’m a big boy but it’s not exceptional. I take off my boxers, She gasps, he loses his erection and has a moment about not being big enough. We go back to our own partners but I can feel Kitty isn’t into it. So I fake an orgasm and we skidadle out the playroom with just our underwear on! He’s still having a moment about dick size as they leave the club.
We leant a lot that evening!
I forgot! In the middle of the same partner play he attempts to just jam a finger in Kitty and I had to grab his wrist. Fucking terrifying as he was bigger than me.
So he had a big body and you had the dick, just joking. I can see why now you don’t really like clubs (joking)
I’m not huge, about 7.5” but it’s thick. Honestly it’s not a brag. Just ridiculous how he behaved with the whole meet. I guess that’s alcohol!
I understand, and I think you are right about it being the alcohol, some people can’t handle it.....
I like a drink, but when I’m playing I just don’t tend to. As I want to be in control! Same for Kitty! "Yeah I totally understand that, I would rather be sober than d*unk when playing | |||
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I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha! | |||
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"Here's the full scoop... I might have to start posting my stories as they are usually dramatic and entertaining
I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha! "Wtf!!! | |||
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"Here's the full scoop... I might have to start posting my stories as they are usually dramatic and entertaining
I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha! "You kept going back jesus christ man | |||
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"Here's the full scoop... I might have to start posting my stories as they are usually dramatic and entertaining
I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha! "Fucking hell, and you went back
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" Was meeting this guy, really ramped up the chat leading up to it. Looked really hot , just my type body wise etc. Was going to be nothing more than a hot encounter. Arranged to meet at his and as soon as he opened the door his pics were most definitely not recent ones. Didn’t fancy him at all. He was really overweight and even his face just didn’t look the same. We had a drink / social and I told him I wasn’t wanting to actually have sex as I realised I wasn’t over my ex and could we just leave it as a social. He decided a social wasn’t enough and was all over me. I felt scared and trapped and even had that moment of ‘maybe I can just go through with this’ ! I felt physically sick, said to him I couldn’t do it and I was sorry but needed to go. He seemed to cool and I started to leave. Then he completely changed again. Hands all over me, telling me I should have sex with him to help me forget my ex bf etc. I got out and drove home crying feeling stupid that I had not only been duped but that I had put myself in that situation. He’s still on fabs and wonder just how many other women may have been in the same situation with him " I’m so sorry this happened to you xx | |||
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"Here's the full scoop... I might have to start posting my stories as they are usually dramatic and entertaining
I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha!
Fucking hell, and you went back
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" Was meeting this guy, really ramped up the chat leading up to it. Looked really hot , just my type body wise etc. Was going to be nothing more than a hot encounter. Arranged to meet at his and as soon as he opened the door his pics were most definitely not recent ones. Didn’t fancy him at all. He was really overweight and even his face just didn’t look the same. We had a drink / social and I told him I wasn’t wanting to actually have sex as I realised I wasn’t over my ex and could we just leave it as a social. He decided a social wasn’t enough and was all over me. I felt scared and trapped and even had that moment of ‘maybe I can just go through with this’ ! I felt physically sick, said to him I couldn’t do it and I was sorry but needed to go. He seemed to cool and I started to leave. Then he completely changed again. Hands all over me, telling me I should have sex with him to help me forget my ex bf etc. I got out and drove home crying feeling stupid that I had not only been duped but that I had put myself in that situation. He’s still on fabs and wonder just how many other women may have been in the same situation with him what a fucked up guy, glad you are okay now. Did you report the profile??? " I did report his profile but yes he’s still on here It certainly changed my ways on how I meet | |||
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. The living room was a complete mess at best, cheerios on the floor and all kinds of random assortments, I sat on a child's fruit shoot bottle and an empty bottle of fake tan. She offered me a drink however and seemed very welcoming and attentive. To my surprise me actually chatted away nicely and she seemed a different person all together!.
As the night went on she began to change, becoming almost strange in behaviour, staring at me, mumbling.. Then she straddled me in a flash and looked down on me, grabbed by throat and began to squeeze, "were just not meant to be, we can't be can we". I'm naturally a little dominant and was completely thrown, she got back off and went for another drink of Pepsi max... She continued to dwindle until she was on the floor in a heap
I looked over her "you need to tell me what this is all about, what the hell is going on, what is wrong with you". She told me to go, and began to shout how I was the same as the rest, running away when things got tough, when I was put in a position to commit!? I said it's done... And walked out to my car, as I drove off I see her stood in the door way. I got to the next nearest town when hands free rang, I answered, "if you don't come back you'll never fucking see me again!", I ended the call. It rang again 5 minutes later... "please come back, I'm begging you come back".
I never heard anything for another week, then the similar messages appeared... I went back one final time but I left with something atleast. Part three coming later this evening haha! (strap on situation included)
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"I was a fool, I knew it was all a bad idea... But I had the urge to find out what happened that evening, and I still had the horn from seeing her ass in a tight dress!. PART 2. A week later with no contact, I received a message asking how I was, pleaseantrys exchanged she asked me to go over so she could explain things. I hummed and harred, but decided with nothing better to do that evening to go. Plus I'd be going in the house and could get a clearer idea on the kind of person she was. Off I went.. She answered the door in PJ shorts and little strappy top, the horn came back!. Well, until shen turned around to walk in the living room and all of her hair extensions were hanging out . The living room was a complete mess at best, cheerios on the floor and all kinds of random assortments, I sat on a child's fruit shoot bottle and an empty bottle of fake tan. She offered me a drink however and seemed very welcoming and attentive. To my surprise me actually chatted away nicely and she seemed a different person all together!.
As the night went on she began to change, becoming almost strange in behaviour, staring at me, mumbling.. Then she straddled me in a flash and looked down on me, grabbed by throat and began to squeeze, "were just not meant to be, we can't be can we". I'm naturally a little dominant and was completely thrown, she got back off and went for another drink of Pepsi max... She continued to dwindle until she was on the floor in a heap
I looked over her "you need to tell me what this is all about, what the hell is going on, what is wrong with you". She told me to go, and began to shout how I was the same as the rest, running away when things got tough, when I was put in a position to commit!? I said it's done... And walked out to my car, as I drove off I see her stood in the door way. I got to the next nearest town when hands free rang, I answered, "if you don't come back you'll never fucking see me again!", I ended the call. It rang again 5 minutes later... "please come back, I'm begging you come back".
I never heard anything for another week, then the similar messages appeared... I went back one final time but I left with something atleast. Part three coming later this evening haha! (strap on situation included)
NB: she is blocked on everything, but is still on many of the dating apps. I often wonder how many more men she acted like that with. "People like this fascinate me, but I wouldn’t be going for sex with them!! And for a third time?! Are you actually a cat?! Surprised you’re still here!! | |||
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"I was a fool, I knew it was all a bad idea... But I had the urge to find out what happened that evening, and I still had the horn from seeing her ass in a tight dress!. PART 2. A week later with no contact, I received a message asking how I was, pleaseantrys exchanged she asked me to go over so she could explain things. I hummed and harred, but decided with nothing better to do that evening to go. Plus I'd be going in the house and could get a clearer idea on the kind of person she was. Off I went.. She answered the door in PJ shorts and little strappy top, the horn came back!. Well, until shen turned around to walk in the living room and all of her hair extensions were hanging out . The living room was a complete mess at best, cheerios on the floor and all kinds of random assortments, I sat on a child's fruit shoot bottle and an empty bottle of fake tan. She offered me a drink however and seemed very welcoming and attentive. To my surprise me actually chatted away nicely and she seemed a different person all together!.
As the night went on she began to change, becoming almost strange in behaviour, staring at me, mumbling.. Then she straddled me in a flash and looked down on me, grabbed by throat and began to squeeze, "were just not meant to be, we can't be can we". I'm naturally a little dominant and was completely thrown, she got back off and went for another drink of Pepsi max... She continued to dwindle until she was on the floor in a heap
I looked over her "you need to tell me what this is all about, what the hell is going on, what is wrong with you". She told me to go, and began to shout how I was the same as the rest, running away when things got tough, when I was put in a position to commit!? I said it's done... And walked out to my car, as I drove off I see her stood in the door way. I got to the next nearest town when hands free rang, I answered, "if you don't come back you'll never fucking see me again!", I ended the call. It rang again 5 minutes later... "please come back, I'm begging you come back".
I never heard anything for another week, then the similar messages appeared... I went back one final time but I left with something atleast. Part three coming later this evening haha! (strap on situation included)
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"I was a fool, I knew it was all a bad idea... But I had the urge to find out what happened that evening, and I still had the horn from seeing her ass in a tight dress!. PART 2. A week later with no contact, I received a message asking how I was, pleaseantrys exchanged she asked me to go over so she could explain things. I hummed and harred, but decided with nothing better to do that evening to go. Plus I'd be going in the house and could get a clearer idea on the kind of person she was. Off I went.. She answered the door in PJ shorts and little strappy top, the horn came back!. Well, until shen turned around to walk in the living room and all of her hair extensions were hanging out . The living room was a complete mess at best, cheerios on the floor and all kinds of random assortments, I sat on a child's fruit shoot bottle and an empty bottle of fake tan. She offered me a drink however and seemed very welcoming and attentive. To my surprise me actually chatted away nicely and she seemed a different person all together!.
As the night went on she began to change, becoming almost strange in behaviour, staring at me, mumbling.. Then she straddled me in a flash and looked down on me, grabbed by throat and began to squeeze, "were just not meant to be, we can't be can we". I'm naturally a little dominant and was completely thrown, she got back off and went for another drink of Pepsi max... She continued to dwindle until she was on the floor in a heap
I looked over her "you need to tell me what this is all about, what the hell is going on, what is wrong with you". She told me to go, and began to shout how I was the same as the rest, running away when things got tough, when I was put in a position to commit!? I said it's done... And walked out to my car, as I drove off I see her stood in the door way. I got to the next nearest town when hands free rang, I answered, "if you don't come back you'll never fucking see me again!", I ended the call. It rang again 5 minutes later... "please come back, I'm begging you come back".
I never heard anything for another week, then the similar messages appeared... I went back one final time but I left with something atleast. Part three coming later this evening haha! (strap on situation included)
NB: she is blocked on everything, but is still on many of the dating apps. I often wonder how many more men she acted like that with. "Can’t believe you not only went back once, but a third time, not sure whether I’d have stayed for the full meeting first time or not. Definitely would’ve given the second and third a miss though. At least you got out of it in one piece, although there’s still part 3 to come yet | |||
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"Been chatting to a woman for about a 3 week’s arranged to meet at hers for coffee and chat so after about 45 minutes a bloke appeared and demanded money from me luckily I only had £30 So after a argument I lefted minus the £30 my life is more important when I got into my car he ran after me and then smashed my windscreen so that meet cost me £180 never going to Oldham again !!!! Yes she is back on here different profile " Report the profile along with what happened to you and she will be removed | |||
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"Been chatting to a woman for about a 3 week’s arranged to meet at hers for coffee and chat so after about 45 minutes a bloke appeared and demanded money from me luckily I only had £30 So after a argument I lefted minus the £30 my life is more important when I got into my car he ran after me and then smashed my windscreen so that meet cost me £180 never going to Oldham again !!!! Yes she is back on here different profile Report the profile along with what happened to you and she will be removed " Admin don't suspend profiles without proof. | |||
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"Been chatting to a woman for about a 3 week’s arranged to meet at hers for coffee and chat so after about 45 minutes a bloke appeared and demanded money from me luckily I only had £30 So after a argument I lefted minus the £30 my life is more important when I got into my car he ran after me and then smashed my windscreen so that meet cost me £180 never going to Oldham again !!!! Yes she is back on here different profile Report the profile along with what happened to you and she will be removed Admin don't suspend profiles without proof." Yes they do, they did in my case. | |||
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"Met a guy off here, no verifications. Gave him a chance. Got in the hotel room, he was awful at oral and even kissing. We move on to sex and he is ultra rough right away, cut me and made me bleed with his nails while roughly fingering me then gets on top of me and roughly fucks me right away (I'm not turned on and in pain) I tell him to stop multiple times and he carries on till he cums. Got him banned from here, hopefully won't come back. "Admin don't give feedback on reports. | |||
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"Been chatting to a woman for about a 3 week’s arranged to meet at hers for coffee and chat so after about 45 minutes a bloke appeared and demanded money from me luckily I only had £30 So after a argument I lefted minus the £30 my life is more important when I got into my car he ran after me and then smashed my windscreen so that meet cost me £180 never going to Oldham again !!!! Yes she is back on here different profile Report the profile along with what happened to you and she will be removed Admin don't suspend profiles without proof. Yes they do, they did in my case." As I said, they don't give feedback on reports so you won't know why his profile was suspended. | |||
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"Been chatting to a woman for about a 3 week’s arranged to meet at hers for coffee and chat so after about 45 minutes a bloke appeared and demanded money from me luckily I only had £30 So after a argument I lefted minus the £30 my life is more important when I got into my car he ran after me and then smashed my windscreen so that meet cost me £180 never going to Oldham again !!!! Yes she is back on here different profile Report the profile along with what happened to you and she will be removed Admin don't suspend profiles without proof. Yes they do, they did in my case. As I said, they don't give feedback on reports so you won't know why his profile was suspended." I don't care, all I care about is I was practically "R'd", I reported it and his profile was shut down. Jeez. The end. | |||
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"Met a guy off here, no verifications. Gave him a chance. Got in the hotel room, he was awful at oral and even kissing. We move on to sex and he is ultra rough right away, cut me and made me bleed with his nails while roughly fingering me then gets on top of me and roughly fucks me right away (I'm not turned on and in pain) I tell him to stop multiple times and he carries on till he cums. Got him banned from here, hopefully won't come back. "I swear some people just ruin it for others, these stories are horrible, glad you managed to get him kicked | |||
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"Meeting a Fab-guy who claimed to be a VWE single 34 year old, straight, non-smoker. He turned out to be a married 57 year old chain-smoking bi-guy. We felt sorry for him and invited him back anyway. Having pushed for the opportunity he couldn’t get hard and had to call for back-up from his female FWB. She arrived and they had more fun together than with us… " | |||
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PART 3
As above in the previous part, contact was made again around a week later. This time I was clear I wasn't interested and had no time for the drama. However, I had my arm twisted and decided to go round one final time and get the answer once and for all, I was in the area anyway and 5 minutes would do no harm (he says). This time upon arrival I was greeted with a smarter appearance, and once again was made welcome. I did stand my ground though, left my jacket on and remained standing in the living room, I immediately questioned once the pleasentarys were passed. The first thing to take note of, is the fact on the previous visit, all of those trips to the fridge for a drink of Pepsi max... Had been piled with vodka. The second aspect was she had been prescribed anti depressants, had been drinking daily and mixing them both... And ultimately it damaged her character and behaviour. So finally I had the answer!
From there on I was going to leave, but she insisted I stay for a further chat and non alcoholic drink.. Infact she even poured all of her alcohol down the sink infront of me to try and prove some point before we sat down she said she had to make pack lunches for her son, and she would talk to me through the kitchen. I stood in the kitchen (which was also diabolical). As she made Nutella sandwiches she went to a top cupboard, and once opened a large purple strap on fell out with a box of cereal and landed on ontop of the sandwiches... She hurried to gather it up and throw it back in the cupboard with the cereal at the point, I didn't even question.
One thing led to another after this and we frantically kissed!? Was I finally going to have a taste of my sweet psycho... Well, as I went for protection as her legs were spread on the cherio cereal riddled sofa, she explained she was allergic to latex and insisted on proving it by showing me an emergency jab pen she carried everywhere. Was she for real!? My fkag senses rang massively as she said she had latex free condoms.. Then I remembered I had a sample pack of condoms from a few months previous in the glove box of the car, and it had a latex free one inside!. Off I went end hurried back
All in all I had her on the sofa, on the kitchen side, and finally on the kitchen floor on all fours... Her ass was one of the best I've ever experienced in doggy so perhaps it was worth the greif
I left hastely, and never heard anything for around 2-3 weeks, I felt I'd had my golden ticket and escaped in one piece. However... I recieved a phone call on withheld after those few weeks, and to my surprise she said she was pregnant!? And what was I going to do "I wore protection, it never broke" I firmly said.. She then apologised and said she had phoned the wrong person!
Blocked and deleted, never to be heard from again!.
Hope you all enjoyed the saga of drama. I have a whole bunch of disastrous stories but this one tops them all. If anybody would ever like to hear my antics I might start putting them on here somewhere lol. It keeps my work colleagues entertained so I'm sure it would do the same for you all.
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"People like that fascinate me too, hence why I probably went back!
PART 3
As above in the previous part, contact was made again around a week later. This time I was clear I wasn't interested and had no time for the drama. However, I had my arm twisted and decided to go round one final time and get the answer once and for all, I was in the area anyway and 5 minutes would do no harm (he says). This time upon arrival I was greeted with a smarter appearance, and once again was made welcome. I did stand my ground though, left my jacket on and remained standing in the living room, I immediately questioned once the pleasentarys were passed. The first thing to take note of, is the fact on the previous visit, all of those trips to the fridge for a drink of Pepsi max... Had been piled with vodka. The second aspect was she had been prescribed anti depressants, had been drinking daily and mixing them both... And ultimately it damaged her character and behaviour. So finally I had the answer!
From there on I was going to leave, but she insisted I stay for a further chat and non alcoholic drink.. Infact she even poured all of her alcohol down the sink infront of me to try and prove some point before we sat down she said she had to make pack lunches for her son, and she would talk to me through the kitchen. I stood in the kitchen (which was also diabolical). As she made Nutella sandwiches she went to a top cupboard, and once opened a large purple strap on fell out with a box of cereal and landed on ontop of the sandwiches... She hurried to gather it up and throw it back in the cupboard with the cereal at the point, I didn't even question.
One thing led to another after this and we frantically kissed!? Was I finally going to have a taste of my sweet psycho... Well, as I went for protection as her legs were spread on the cherio cereal riddled sofa, she explained she was allergic to latex and insisted on proving it by showing me an emergency jab pen she carried everywhere. Was she for real!? My fkag senses rang massively as she said she had latex free condoms.. Then I remembered I had a sample pack of condoms from a few months previous in the glove box of the car, and it had a latex free one inside!. Off I went end hurried back
All in all I had her on the sofa, on the kitchen side, and finally on the kitchen floor on all fours... Her ass was one of the best I've ever experienced in doggy so perhaps it was worth the greif
I left hastely, and never heard anything for around 2-3 weeks, I felt I'd had my golden ticket and escaped in one piece. However... I recieved a phone call on withheld after those few weeks, and to my surprise she said she was pregnant!? And what was I going to do "I wore protection, it never broke" I firmly said.. She then apologised and said she had phoned the wrong person!
Blocked and deleted, never to be heard from again!.
Hope you all enjoyed the saga of drama. I have a whole bunch of disastrous stories but this one tops them all. If anybody would ever like to hear my antics I might start putting them on here somewhere lol. It keeps my work colleagues entertained so I'm sure it would do the same for you all.
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"We arranged a meet with a similar minded couple into our shared kinks of strapon,bi play,crossdressing..leather latex bondage chastity etc etc.had a wonderful kinky night and continued the next morning boh guys all in their finest kinky gear.. in the throes of a strapon fest with our swapping partners this womans parents turn up the drive to return the lawnmower and bring a cake for lunch. we all went JESUS f"$^* and scrambled left right and center.. her hubbie took me out the back to the garage via the rear of house.. she took my missus and hid her in their bedroom closet and she hastily thru on clothes and somehow carried off the normal faced good Sunday morning daughter look for an hour while we all hid in terror literally..her husband was shaking ..even my libido was at 1%.. they eventually left and we fell about laughing after and we couldnt quite get back into it so they met at ours the next time.. it was one of those moments in life when its just totally surreal nutty hihi..but at the time..4 heart attacks..literally... That actually sounds kinda fun…" We giggle about it now but back then it was mortifiying for the 4 of us..Lesson learned that Sunday morning. | |||
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He agreed, so we went for a drive and went to a place where people go to walk their dogs but which had secluded areas too. We were getting on fine and he asked me if I wanted to 'do stuff', which I agreed to. We were getting down to it and he said 'I've left the condoms in the car, be right back' and he jogged off down this path back towards the car to go get them. Well, I sat there, watching him trot back to the car, open the car... Get in the car... And drive away.
Luckily for me I had taken my bag with me so I had my phone and I called a friend to come and pick me up.
Shockingly, that's not the only time I've been left stranded by someone (the second story is similar but involves an army man at 2am, and a hero from Fab who rescued me)
The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all)
Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on.
I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun. | |||
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"I've got a few horror stories from past meets, but three in particular stand out. First one was a former Ibiza DJ, now well into his 40s, but looked much older due to years of drinking, drugs and sun exposure. Was a bit of a bellend but quite funny and suave with it, so I agreed to meet him. First meet initially went fine, had a chat but then he got a little baggie of white powder out and I noped out of there, making my excuses. Well, he messaged me a few weeks later to apologise and to say he didn't realise I was anti-drugs and he wouldn't have got them out if he'd known, and was the charming, witty person he was before when we were messaging. Well, I was foolish enough to agree to meet him again, but I said we should go for a walk outdoors somewhere and have a chat (figured if he wasn't in his flat he would have less access to drugs)
He agreed, so we went for a drive and went to a place where people go to walk their dogs but which had secluded areas too. We were getting on fine and he asked me if I wanted to 'do stuff', which I agreed to. We were getting down to it and he said 'I've left the condoms in the car, be right back' and he jogged off down this path back towards the car to go get them. Well, I sat there, watching him trot back to the car, open the car... Get in the car... And drive away.
Luckily for me I had taken my bag with me so I had my phone and I called a friend to come and pick me up.
Shockingly, that's not the only time I've been left stranded by someone (the second story is similar but involves an army man at 2am, and a hero from Fab who rescued me)
The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all)
Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on.
I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun. "Jeez stealthing (taking the condom off) is the worst! | |||
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"Here's the full scoop... I might have to start posting my stories as they are usually dramatic and entertaining
I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha! "Glutton for punishment. | |||
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"I've got a few horror stories from past meets, but three in particular stand out. First one was a former Ibiza DJ, now well into his 40s, but looked much older due to years of drinking, drugs and sun exposure. Was a bit of a bellend but quite funny and suave with it, so I agreed to meet him. First meet initially went fine, had a chat but then he got a little baggie of white powder out and I noped out of there, making my excuses. Well, he messaged me a few weeks later to apologise and to say he didn't realise I was anti-drugs and he wouldn't have got them out if he'd known, and was the charming, witty person he was before when we were messaging. Well, I was foolish enough to agree to meet him again, but I said we should go for a walk outdoors somewhere and have a chat (figured if he wasn't in his flat he would have less access to drugs)
He agreed, so we went for a drive and went to a place where people go to walk their dogs but which had secluded areas too. We were getting on fine and he asked me if I wanted to 'do stuff', which I agreed to. We were getting down to it and he said 'I've left the condoms in the car, be right back' and he jogged off down this path back towards the car to go get them. Well, I sat there, watching him trot back to the car, open the car... Get in the car... And drive away.
Luckily for me I had taken my bag with me so I had my phone and I called a friend to come and pick me up.
Shockingly, that's not the only time I've been left stranded by someone (the second story is similar but involves an army man at 2am, and a hero from Fab who rescued me)
The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all)
Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on.
I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun. "The army guy is actually committing a crime, it’s a crime to remove a condom during sex especially when the other party doesn’t know, I remember the same thing happened to my friend, and when she researched apparently other women were fighting for it to be taken more seriously. And some men can be twats on here (no offence) | |||
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" The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all) Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on. I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun.
The army guy is actually committing a crime, it’s a crime to remove a condom during sex especially when the other party doesn’t know, I remember the same thing happened to my friend, and when she researched apparently other women were fighting for it to be taken more seriously. And some men can be twats on here (no offence) "Oh, I know- I had loads of people tell me I should go to the police and report him since it's technically r@pe, but I didn't know enough about him and I couldn't face going through the whole r@pe kit thing again. Had to do it as a kid and it was traumatic. I just made sure I was ok, reported him to the site, and got on with things. | |||
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"Here's the full scoop... I might have to start posting my stories as they are usually dramatic and entertaining
I got chatting to a girl last year through another site, few years younger, very easy on the eye, no red flags initially. After a phone call we agreed I'd pick her up and go for a drink on an evening we were both free.
After driving through some of the roughest streets I've witnessed to date, I thankfully arrived at a new build housing estate. She came out the house and waved me over, she insisted after French kisses that i link arms and escort her to the car. I should of called it short after seeing half of her makeup wiped on her leggings as she got in . We started to drive to drive and she began to take my wrist, and try to put her bracelet on me, claiming it was something I could remember her by when we parted. Once we arrived we found a pub, but it was full and we were turned away. At this point she made a phone call, "please let me in I need a wee, I need to come in please". The manager then came out and asked her what the hell she was doing there and how did she know he was there?. We went in and were seated.
We chatted away happily and he continuously looked over, and even came over a few times and made strange comments. I asked who he was and she said its my ex boyfriend, marvellous . She went to the toilets and he came over and began questioning me, asking how we had met, and then explained how she got him fired and he had to move to Ireland to escape her for 3 months, before finally relocating.. And now here she was!. He offered for me to leave through a fire escape and he would call a taxi, and that it would be doing me a favour. I decided to ride it out.
As the evening went on she got more and more d*unk, acting strange and calling me out for being boring. She demanded we went back to mine, but I said no chance. After continuing to try and get back to mine, I finally turned the tables and said let's go to yours! She said the house was a mess and it wasn't happening. Eventually we agreed I would take her back, she would tidy up, whilst I went to the off licence to get more drinks.
We left the pub and walked back to the car, it began to rain. She stopped in the street and sat on the floor and said listen to the rain its beautiful, 'it reminds me of when my ex made me sleep on the floor outside for not hoovering the house'... I managed to get her to carry on walking, she pushed me against a house window full weight and rammed her tongue down my throat, the house owner was sat watching TV and banged on the window.. We moved on.
My plan was to drop her off, and not go back when I was going to the off licence. Once in the car we hit the A19, the rain turned torrential and the wipers were on full. She asked if she could put some music on from her phone, and she chose a mix of stereotypical love songs . The next minute the car is losing control from the rear, swaying and drifting all over! The handbrake light was on and she was glaring at me, I managed to take it off and correct the car... "what the f*ck are you doing!?" her reply was "why would I want to die I have kids"
We drive on in silence... The light comes on again and she tries yet again! I grab her wrist and lots of anger is passed verbally and threats from me of throwing her out I held my hand on the handbrake until we got back... She got out in silence, and ran in the house. I made my escape still absolutely baffled and shocked by what had happened
So that was how we met, now here is the worst part... I went back... Twice. I wanted to find out more and what the hell that evening was all about, I wanted answers and strangely I still wanted to atleast have a moment with her.
If anybody would like to hear the continued parts to this saga, I'll write part 2 when people have caught up haha! "What a fucking psycho....and men get a bad rap on here | |||
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"People like that fascinate me too, hence why I probably went back!
PART 3
As above in the previous part, contact was made again around a week later. This time I was clear I wasn't interested and had no time for the drama. However, I had my arm twisted and decided to go round one final time and get the answer once and for all, I was in the area anyway and 5 minutes would do no harm (he says). This time upon arrival I was greeted with a smarter appearance, and once again was made welcome. I did stand my ground though, left my jacket on and remained standing in the living room, I immediately questioned once the pleasentarys were passed. The first thing to take note of, is the fact on the previous visit, all of those trips to the fridge for a drink of Pepsi max... Had been piled with vodka. The second aspect was she had been prescribed anti depressants, had been drinking daily and mixing them both... And ultimately it damaged her character and behaviour. So finally I had the answer!
From there on I was going to leave, but she insisted I stay for a further chat and non alcoholic drink.. Infact she even poured all of her alcohol down the sink infront of me to try and prove some point before we sat down she said she had to make pack lunches for her son, and she would talk to me through the kitchen. I stood in the kitchen (which was also diabolical). As she made Nutella sandwiches she went to a top cupboard, and once opened a large purple strap on fell out with a box of cereal and landed on ontop of the sandwiches... She hurried to gather it up and throw it back in the cupboard with the cereal at the point, I didn't even question.
One thing led to another after this and we frantically kissed!? Was I finally going to have a taste of my sweet psycho... Well, as I went for protection as her legs were spread on the cherio cereal riddled sofa, she explained she was allergic to latex and insisted on proving it by showing me an emergency jab pen she carried everywhere. Was she for real!? My fkag senses rang massively as she said she had latex free condoms.. Then I remembered I had a sample pack of condoms from a few months previous in the glove box of the car, and it had a latex free one inside!. Off I went end hurried back
All in all I had her on the sofa, on the kitchen side, and finally on the kitchen floor on all fours... Her ass was one of the best I've ever experienced in doggy so perhaps it was worth the greif
I left hastely, and never heard anything for around 2-3 weeks, I felt I'd had my golden ticket and escaped in one piece. However... I recieved a phone call on withheld after those few weeks, and to my surprise she said she was pregnant!? And what was I going to do "I wore protection, it never broke" I firmly said.. She then apologised and said she had phoned the wrong person!
Blocked and deleted, never to be heard from again!.
Hope you all enjoyed the saga of drama. I have a whole bunch of disastrous stories but this one tops them all. If anybody would ever like to hear my antics I might start putting them on here somewhere lol. It keeps my work colleagues entertained so I'm sure it would do the same for you all.
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"I've got a few horror stories from past meets, but three in particular stand out. First one was a former Ibiza DJ, now well into his 40s, but looked much older due to years of drinking, drugs and sun exposure. Was a bit of a bellend but quite funny and suave with it, so I agreed to meet him. First meet initially went fine, had a chat but then he got a little baggie of white powder out and I noped out of there, making my excuses. Well, he messaged me a few weeks later to apologise and to say he didn't realise I was anti-drugs and he wouldn't have got them out if he'd known, and was the charming, witty person he was before when we were messaging. Well, I was foolish enough to agree to meet him again, but I said we should go for a walk outdoors somewhere and have a chat (figured if he wasn't in his flat he would have less access to drugs)
He agreed, so we went for a drive and went to a place where people go to walk their dogs but which had secluded areas too. We were getting on fine and he asked me if I wanted to 'do stuff', which I agreed to. We were getting down to it and he said 'I've left the condoms in the car, be right back' and he jogged off down this path back towards the car to go get them. Well, I sat there, watching him trot back to the car, open the car... Get in the car... And drive away.
Luckily for me I had taken my bag with me so I had my phone and I called a friend to come and pick me up.
Shockingly, that's not the only time I've been left stranded by someone (the second story is similar but involves an army man at 2am, and a hero from Fab who rescued me)
The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all)
Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on.
I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun. "Jesus I've only done bareback once and that was with a long term ex...no way would I do bareback with a stranger, Id want to protect myself never mind the woman | |||
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" The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all) Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on. I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun. "I'm sorry. That happened to me too. Men who do this are fucking disgusting! | |||
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"I've got a few horror stories from past meets, but three in particular stand out. First one was a former Ibiza DJ, now well into his 40s, but looked much older due to years of drinking, drugs and sun exposure. Was a bit of a bellend but quite funny and suave with it, so I agreed to meet him. First meet initially went fine, had a chat but then he got a little baggie of white powder out and I noped out of there, making my excuses. Well, he messaged me a few weeks later to apologise and to say he didn't realise I was anti-drugs and he wouldn't have got them out if he'd known, and was the charming, witty person he was before when we were messaging. Well, I was foolish enough to agree to meet him again, but I said we should go for a walk outdoors somewhere and have a chat (figured if he wasn't in his flat he would have less access to drugs)
He agreed, so we went for a drive and went to a place where people go to walk their dogs but which had secluded areas too. We were getting on fine and he asked me if I wanted to 'do stuff', which I agreed to. We were getting down to it and he said 'I've left the condoms in the car, be right back' and he jogged off down this path back towards the car to go get them. Well, I sat there, watching him trot back to the car, open the car... Get in the car... And drive away.
Luckily for me I had taken my bag with me so I had my phone and I called a friend to come and pick me up.
Shockingly, that's not the only time I've been left stranded by someone (the second story is similar but involves an army man at 2am, and a hero from Fab who rescued me)
The third bad experience was here, relatively recently. I met a guy (also from the army- which makes it clear why I have the 'no army' disclaimer on my profile! Sorry to all the genuine army folk, but twice bitten and all)
Anyway, this guy and I were getting on wonderfully, he was an amazing kisser, it was all very erotic. He came first when I gave him a blow job, but after a brief recovery period while he went down on me he was ready to go again so I put a condom on him and we started to have sex missionary. All fine, until after a while decided to change to doggy style, at which point he took it upon himself to slip the condom off without me noticing and proceed to fuck me bareback and finish inside me. I didn't notice because a) he'd already cum once so it wasn't huge amounts, and b) I was VERY wet and turned on.
I found the condom in my bed after he'd gone and messaged him to confront him, but he'd already blocked me.
It was a fun few weeks waiting for my STI test results to come back (they did come back clear, thankfully) but it has made me wary. I didn't expect the fallout on here tbh, there was a lot of blaming and shaming from men when I explained that I wasn't meeting right now because of what had happened. It wasn't very fun.
The army guy is actually committing a crime, it’s a crime to remove a condom during sex especially when the other party doesn’t know, I remember the same thing happened to my friend, and when she researched apparently other women were fighting for it to be taken more seriously. And some men can be twats on here (no offence) "Yes its the same thing Julian Assange had allegedly done | |||
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