what is your worse sex experience u ever had?

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hi ,just curious what is your worse sex experience u everhad?

mine : having sex with someone, when we fuck and he cum, then he asking me to stop and he go to shower, left me behind without helping me to cum, so i didnt cum at all..
 
I chatted to a guy online, and he was up for it. So i showered and part dressed ( make etc) to go to his, I finished getting dressed at his place, He even told me what to wear Black thigh high boots, stockings, suspenders, leather mini skirt, white bra and a black sheer blouse. Got to his, we kissed and then I finished getting dressed, I came out of the bathroom and he was hard and excited so I knelt down and started sucking his cock. I reckon I was sucking for a couple of minutes when he stopped me and asked me to leave.
Like really!!!!!
 
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I chatted to a guy online, and he was up for it. So i showered and part dressed ( make etc) to go to his, I finished getting dressed at his place, He even told me what to wear Black thigh high boots, stockings, suspenders, leather mini skirt, white bra and a black sheer blouse. Got to his, we kissed and then I finished getting dressed, I came out of the bathroom and he was hard and excited so I knelt down and started sucking his cock. I reckon I was sucking for a couple of minutes when he stopped me and asked me to leave.
Like really!!!!!
so he even not cum at all and asking u to leave?
 
I don't recall his real name, because I've since nicknamed him Stinky Boy.

He first hit me up on Grindr last summer. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was at the pool by myself. Hubby was at work. He was about half my age, hot 30-something guy with daddy issues. He asked if I wanted come over to his place right then. I told him I'd take a shower and be over within 30 minutes. I got there, he was pleasant, clean, normal. I told him I wanted to lay back on the bed and have him service me, which he did. Once I was hard he straddled me and rode my cock. It was actually really good. Good looking guy with a lightly furry chest, blue eyes which kept contact with mine, nice hair. He shot his load on me as I was shooting up inside him. Even chatted a bit after we were done before I thanked him and left.

A few weeks later, he again hit me up, again, a weekend afternoon. It was much the same as the first time.

The next time he hit me up was early on a weekday morning. My hubby had just left for work. I told him I needed to shower and would be right over. But this time he was different. He had a baseball cap on, and when I told him to take it off his hair was all messed up and a bit greasy. He may have been high. I got on my back on the bed as both times before. He went down on me and got me hard, but then he got on his knees and told me to fuck him doggy style. So, I obliged, got in him, and started fucking him. But then I leaned over his back and this incredibly strong wiff of BO came up and hit me in the face. I'm surprised I'd not smelled it before. I immediately pulled out of him and got off the bed. He looked at me as I started to put my clothes on and I told him he stank, and I didn't like that. A few seconds later I was out the door.
 
I don't recall his real name, because I've since nicknamed him Stinky Boy.

He first hit me up on Grindr last summer. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was at the pool by myself. Hubby was at work. He was about half my age, hot 30-something guy with daddy issues. He asked if I wanted come over to his place right then. I told him I'd take a shower and be over within 30 minutes. I got there, he was pleasant, clean, normal. I told him I wanted to lay back on the bed and have him service me, which he did. Once I was hard he straddled me and rode my cock. It was actually really good. Good looking guy with a lightly furry chest, blue eyes which kept contact with mine, nice hair. He shot his load on me as I was shooting up inside him. Even chatted a bit after we were done before I thanked him and left.

A few weeks later, he again hit me up, again, a weekend afternoon. It was much the same as the first time.

The next time he hit me up was early on a weekday morning. My hubby had just left for work. I told him I needed to shower and would be right over. But this time he was different. He had a baseball cap on, and when I told him to take it off his hair was all messed up and a bit greasy. He may have been high. I got on my back on the bed as both times before. He went down on me and got me hard, but then he got on his knees and told me to fuck him doggy style. So, I obliged, got in him, and started fucking him. But then I leaned over his back and this incredibly strong wiff of BO came up and hit me in the face. I'm surprised I'd not smelled it before. I immediately pulled out of him and got off the bed. He looked at me as I started to put my clothes on and I told him he stank, and I didn't like that. A few seconds later I was out the door.
what did he said when u telling him he is stank?
 
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Some years ago at The Hollywood Spa, there was this hot twunk with a big dick that invited me to his room. We started to mess around and all of a sudden he starts to choke me. I pulled his hands off and said 'No!' He replied ok. We get to sucking, and I'm on his cock, and he again starts chocking me hard. This time I pushed him off, and raised my hand and said "IF you do that again I'm going to hit you". I never encountered a scene like that before. A very bad experience. I left his room fast. He actually ruined my night.
 
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Not too long after I began playing I met a guy nearby. He sent a pic and he was cute. We met and I quickly realized his pic was very old. Big downer.. He had gained a lot of weight and looked hardly anything like his pic. We went to an abandoned house off the highway and parked in his brand-new truck. It was July in the south. He said he wasn't going to leave the air running, that he didn't want to burn up the motor in his truck. He began get a little aggressive and as soon as he got close enough, I noticed his breath smelled like he hadn't brushed his teeth or cleaned his mouth in months. His breath had a feces odor and I almost vomited. Sweat was rolling off me and he kept trying to do things. As forward as he was and clearly wanting to do something, his cock never budged from being totally soft, not one bit. He was completely soft the whole time. I remember he tried to rim and fuck me on a total soft. That guy was bound to know he couldn't do anything when he left the house.

It was a freaking nightmare, and I don't really remember how I bowed out and got away as easily as I did.
 
Not too long after I began playing I met a guy nearby. He sent a pic and he was cute. We met and I quickly realized his pic was very old. Big downer.. He had gained a lot of weight and looked hardly anything like his pic. We went to an abandoned house off the highway and parked in his brand-new truck. It was July in the south. He said he wasn't going to leave the air running, that he didn't want to burn up the motor in his truck. He began get a little aggressive and as soon as he got close enough, I noticed his breath smelled like he hadn't brushed his teeth or cleaned his mouth in months. His breath had a feces odor and I almost vomited. Sweat was rolling off me and he kept trying to do things. As forward as he was and clearly wanting to do something, his cock never budged from being totally soft, not one bit. He was completely soft the whole time. I remember he tried to rim and fuck me on a total soft. That guy was bound to know he couldn't do anything when he left the house.

It was a freaking nightmare, and I don't really remember how I bowed out and got away as easily as I did.
So sorry that does sound traumatic.
 
I have two and a tie between them. Both happen in Oregon.

Picture it; Salem, Oregon 1997. I chatted with this guy on Bear411 or BearWWW, not sure. He was attractive, a slim, muscled body, about 10-15 years older, and a ginger. Right up my (former) alley.

I got to his place after work and we started playing. Great kisser, skillful hands. It was working. I began to reach for his cock when I found his sack. It was larger than expected. Like large. Almost obscenely so. He was quick to explain that it was essentially a blood tumor that happend when he was a kid from an accident. The more I thought about it over the years and talked to friends, I think he was a closet silicone pumper.

Never got hard and we never fucked. Got out in the morning and never talked to him again. The thing that upset me the most was the fact that I left a favorite pen of mine there.

Now it's Portland in 2014. I had just moved in my roommate into his place in our apartment complex. I get on Growlr and see that there is this really cute chubby guy in the complex. We message back and forth and I agree to come over. We are having fun and I start blowing him. No big deal.

Now, in my online profiles and in chats, I tell guys that I love to eat ass. LOVE IT. I make sure it's something they like and if they want me too, they need to be clean. I stress this because eating someone out is medically dangerous. The germs are nasty.

You can imagine what happened next. I left.

About a year later, I get a message from this guy early one day. He wants me to come over and suck him off and eat his ass. I refused until he promised me that he was clean.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice ... I need an industrial strength mouthwash to get that taste out.
 
I don't recall his real name, because I've since nicknamed him Stinky Boy.

He first hit me up on Grindr last summer. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was at the pool by myself. Hubby was at work. He was about half my age, hot 30-something guy with daddy issues. He asked if I wanted come over to his place right then. I told him I'd take a shower and be over within 30 minutes. I got there, he was pleasant, clean, normal. I told him I wanted to lay back on the bed and have him service me, which he did. Once I was hard he straddled me and rode my cock. It was actually really good. Good looking guy with a lightly furry chest, blue eyes which kept contact with mine, nice hair. He shot his load on me as I was shooting up inside him. Even chatted a bit after we were done before I thanked him and left.

A few weeks later, he again hit me up, again, a weekend afternoon. It was much the same as the first time.

The next time he hit me up was early on a weekday morning. My hubby had just left for work. I told him I needed to shower and would be right over. But this time he was different. He had a baseball cap on, and when I told him to take it off his hair was all messed up and a bit greasy. He may have been high. I got on my back on the bed as both times before. He went down on me and got me hard, but then he got on his knees and told me to fuck him doggy style. So, I obliged, got in him, and started fucking him. But then I leaned over his back and this incredibly strong wiff of BO came up and hit me in the face. I'm surprised I'd not smelled it before. I immediately pulled out of him and got off the bed. He looked at me as I started to put my clothes on and I told him he stank, and I didn't like that. A few seconds later I was out the door.
I’m clean and would love you to take me doggie style.