Bedroom Fears and Horror Stories

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    Jun 01, 2014 5:02 AM GMT
    Sex between two people is as natural as it can be. However there can be 'hiccups'. Share us your personal fear or horror stories that you've encountered in the bedroom.

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    My fear has always been accidentally tooting when a guy gives me a rim job. Its one thing to accidentally toot during intercourse but I'd be mortified if it was mouth on bum!

    Oh and I have accidentally pissed all over myself (and the white carpet) when the guy I was with stimulated me over the edge right after I ejaculated....Damn well nearly died of embarrassment!
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    Jun 01, 2014 5:08 AM GMT
    Excess Santorum happens to everybody at least once. I did it to a guy once. icon_redface.gif Had many guys do it to me icon_rolleyes.gif Usually have to give them a little training session...
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    Jun 02, 2014 2:56 AM GMT
    What no else wants to reply! Shame on you all!
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    Jun 05, 2014 9:57 PM GMT
    This is a true story.
    I bottomed for a guy with a massive cock. It was easily 9 to 10 inches, uncut and just beefy all around.

    He fucked the living day lights out of me. He was very good at sex. He knew exactly what to do, very methodical, confident. I on the other hand am very inexperienced and somewhat nervous.

    As he was fucking me he stopped and said "I think u had an accident."
    I turned around and there was poo all over my sheets. I was more than mortified I was in a frenzied state of humiliation. I had douched before he had come over and everything seemed squeaky clean, but oh no. I was not clean. I shit everywhere. As I looked at my sheets I noticed more on the bedspread and blankets... More shit on the condom and on my back too.
    I apologized profusely and he said "its cool, u should probably clean up."
    He said "I'm going to run to McDonalds to get something to eat." when he left I stripped my bed completely and just threw everything in a garbage bag.. I didn't think he was going to come back. Well, he ended up coming back and cuddling with me anyway. Of course I had showered by the time he came back and refreshed my bed, but the experience leaves me questioning whether I will ever bottom again.
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    Jun 06, 2014 12:04 AM GMT
    Since you asked, nothing really tops sticking a finger in a guy's ass and finding a mud pie.
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    Jun 06, 2014 2:26 AM GMT
    ForRealNoReally saidSince you asked, nothing really tops sticking a finger in a guy's ass and finding a mud pie.

    hahahaha.
    I just lol'ed so hard.

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    Jun 07, 2014 9:14 AM GMT
    A girl I knew was giving me a bj , and I couldn't help that my sysrem needed to pass gas ,,,, oooopsicon_lol.gif
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    Jun 07, 2014 9:16 AM GMT
    Ratboy saidA girl I knew was giving me a bj , and I couldn't help that my sysrem needed to pass gas ,,,, oooopsicon_lol.gif

    Nice way to kill the mood icon_lol.gif
  • wild_sky360

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    Jun 08, 2014 6:14 AM GMT
    Inexperienced bottoms insisting on getting fucked really kills the mood. Didn't you enjoy all that hot foreplay and edging? Aren't you ready to blast any second? Why spoil a fun time with something you admit you're not ready for?

    You're too tight to even get a finger in without you crying. My dick actually hurts..you're so tight. Go home and practice with a douche so you can relax about that aspect and with a dildo so you can relax knowing your limits
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    Jun 08, 2014 7:11 PM GMT
    I was getting a bj and I got distracted and started watching the 6pm news and then he deep throated me and it kinda reminded me what was going on but kinda shocked me because it felt so good and I cum. Obviously that's embarrassing because I shouldn't have been distracted by the news.

    Also this was the same guy on the same evening he wanted to have sex with me (he told me how doosh on msn previously) and I had dooshed at mine using a new disposable pipette I stole from my college science department. After various tries to get anything in my ass(finger or penis) he didn't believe me I could have douched if I was that tight so I had to explain that I had used a pipette with a nozzle only a few millimetres wide and I only got the tip of it in and then squirted the water which is so embarrassing to have to talk about lol. Suffice to say he got bored and asked me to leave because he was no longer in the mood. icon_cool.gif
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    Jun 10, 2014 3:54 PM GMT
    I haven't really had many bad sexual experiences... 9/10 times, everything goes according to plan.

    Bottoms that splooge within seconds are kind of annoying, although I guess tops that splooge within seconds would be just as annoying as well. I've had one or two of these experiences and afterward, it's like icon_neutral.gif .

    I once hooked up with a guy... and as we were laying there in his bed afterward, his alleged boyfriend walks in with a black-eye and starts screaming at him. I felt like I was in some sort of twisted gay drama film *slowly reaches for clothing...*.

    Oh, there was also the time a guy started crying during the pre-sex foreplay phase because I told him to take a break from using the tongue (he was trying to swallow my face, it seemed). My penis went from 'LETS FUCKING DO THIS!' to 'What the hell just happened?' in a matter of seconds.

    I guess I've had a few misadventures.

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    Jun 10, 2014 5:25 PM GMT
    I can't really call it a horror story because it was actually a little cute.

    Dude invited me over to his apartment, where he had a dog. Boston Terrier, IIRC. It barked at me incessantly even after I reached down to pet him. It was less than impressed by me, perhaps rightfully so. His master takes him outside for a quick walk.

    After returning, Master and I head to the bedroom where, apparently, the dog spends most of his time snuggled alongside his master. The Terrier runs in. Master picks him up and places him in the hallway. The Terrier bolts in before he could close the door, running toward me and barking more vociferously than before. Master picks him up, puts him into the kitchen, then races back inside the bedroom, slamming the door shut an instant before the pooch could catch up.

    We start Doing What We Do. And his pet was demonstrably displeased with the heavier petting that ensued. Growls and barks continued on the other side of the door, increasing in volume and intensity. Then, Cujo mixes it up some more, clawing at the door with his paws. Then moping, then clawing, then back to aggressive barking again. Our own moans and howls were competing with his!

    "Shut Up!", Master would occasionally yell toward the door. "Screw You!" was his pet's response, in Dog-ese.

    Oddly, midway through the nookie, there was a period of a few minutes of dead radio silence outside the bedroom. I was worried the dog might have harmed himself. But not for long.

    Amid our pièce de résistance, the Terrier issues a bellowing sound, as if to declare to Master, I AM THE LORD, THY DOG. THOU SHALT NOT HAVE ANY OTHER DOGS BEFORE ME.

    This is proceeded by a series of full-on slams into the bedroom door. The poor thing was now resorting to attempts to barrel the door down, presumably to "save" his master. You'd hear it scurrying away in the distance, followed by an approach and then a WHUMP! THUMP! A raincoat hanging on our side of the door falls off the hook. Between the door and the headboard, now we're making competing thumping noises.

    Mercifully, as we're concluding, the Terrier makes some closing yelps and finally gives it a rest. Or, so I thought.

    Moments later, we get semi-dressed, and Master heads to check on the mutt to make sure he hasn't given himself a concussion. The dog gallops in past him, runs up and jumps as high as he can with his little legs to snap at me. Then, it nibbles into one leg of my jeans in a vain attempt to yank me off the bed and out of the bedroom. Master runs over and pulls him away, but not before Cujo leaves me with a mildly torn pant leg. I am very happy with my decision not to wear shorts that day!

    We leave the bedroom to find a trail of Doggy Doo lining up along the hallway, and a puddle of piss where Cujo dotted his exclamation mark over what was unfolding before him. "Probably shoulda walked him a second time," Master surmises as I help him clean up the mess, the dog resorting to surly growls the whole time.

    Doggie Master came over to my crib the next time, and he had to deal with one pissed-off goldfish.
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    Jun 10, 2014 6:07 PM GMT
    ^^^^^LOVED this story above me here! I had a sort of similar one involving my cat. The damn cat was a Siamese and had a mewing sound that sounded like she was yelling "HELP" over and over. God - so annoying when I might be busy with a guest. I put the cat out and all we could hear was this damn noise, "HALLLP!" Over and over. Not stopping. So - I get a little squirt bottle with luke warm water, and open the door to the porch slightly - getting down low - I squirt the cat gently. Then, the damn cat runs away about ten feet onto the patio, and starts mewing again. This time I'd swear she was saying "Damn YOU!" Over and over. Almost better to let the cat inside and let her watch the festivities.
  • Rene_Aensland

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    Jun 11, 2014 11:13 AM GMT
    My fear is that he'll be incapable of getting it up.

    But fortunately, I've NEVER had that problem.icon_cool.gif