Showing posts with label one night stand. Show all posts
Showing posts with label one night stand. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

The Regretful One Night Stand

After I read this story I decided to give up on sex for good.. Okay not really but this really does show the dangers of sex, one night stands, and hot girls that still live with their parents! Here is this guys story which starts with him and all his brothers friends piss drunk at a bar for his birthday:
Around 2 AM my brother rounds up the group and says that a cab is waiting outside for us. I quickly order another vodka tonic and guzzle it down because I somehow feel I’m not drunk enough.
We get in the cab and that’s when it finally hits me how drunk we all are. Everyone in the cab is slumped over nodding in and out of consciousness except for the beautiful woman (my brother’s friend) sitting next to me in the back. I strategically analyze the situation and conclude that this is an opportune time to strike up a conversation.  As we’re chatting I’m making her laugh and all seems to be going well as I hear Tove Lo- Body playing ever so faintly from the radio. In my drunken state this is a sign from god, I quickly demand that the cab driver turn it up and begin a falsetto that no one should ever have to hear again. Fortunately, she seems to think my drunken debauchery is cute and we end up at my brothers apartment.

As were sitting on the couch I actually think my chances are pretty good until my brother’s demon of a dog comes running out demanding (in the form of biting and crying) that I take him out. Unable to resist my charm (more like taking pity on me), she agrees to walk to the apartment dog park with me. After 10 minutes at the park, my brother’s dog finally takes a shit and we start to walk back. At this moment we lock eyes and both realize the terrible mistake we have just made. My brother’s apartment has a key scanner and in our drunken state we both forgot to grab the key or in other words we were locked out. At this point, we came to the conclusion that under no circumstances barring an F-5 tornado was my brother going to wake up to let us back in and neither of us had brought our phones. We decided that our only option was to take the 2 mile trek to her parent’s house.
Later that night, we stumble into her parent’s home and she has made up her mind that she wants to have drunken sex on the couch at 3:30am.

Being the weak man that I am (sorry parents upstairs), I give in to the temptation and we start fucking. I’ve slept with a decent amount of woman but this girl was truly a freak. She kept telling me she wanted it harder and harder and rougher and rougher and I wasn’t going to deny her sexual desires. This is when I fucked up, literally, I am so drunk that I miss thrust and somehow rip her p*ssy. Blood begins to flow on the white linen couch, she screams and I feel like I’m at the red wedding in Game of Thrones. Flustered, I try to calm her down and run to the kitchen to get paper towels. Like a field medic on the front lines, I have her open her legs and inform her I need to apply pressure to stop the bleeding but as I do it she screams again.
At this point, her 57 year old father comes running out in his underwear with a golf club in hand. When he finally realizes what’s going on, he charges me swinging and screaming that “he’s lived his life and is willing to go to jail”. As the muscular, hairy old man tries to take my head off I somehow manage to weave around the furniture and escape through the front door.
Amazingly, I managed to make it out unscathed (I did trip on the curb running ) but had to leave behind my clothes. I walked to my brothers in my boxers and threw rocks at his apartment window until 5:00am when he finally woke up to let me in. Needless to say, I’ll never live this one down and I sure as hell hope I never see her father again.
If you are worried about the dog don’t worry his brother went and got the dog from her house in the morning.
via - Dude Comedy

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Advice Column: "First Date"

Dear J-Wunder,

I'm actually not sure why I'm asking you this, but here goes nothing.  I'm taking this girl I just met, out on a first date.  I met her at a bar one night and unfortunately, we were drunk and had a one night stand.  I left her house before she woke up in the morning, but thought I'd call her to let her know that I wasn't "just another guy" and asked her out.  What do you think I should expect on this date and could it be weird?  Thanks for your help!

Sincerely,
Hope it's not awkward




Dear Hope It's Not Awkward,

First off, there's really no need to act like a sincere guy, buddy. Myself along with my readers aren't falling for it. You should know better. Fuck mouth. 

"One night stand" and "first date" should not be in the same sentence. Let me rephrase that - fucking before going out on a first date should not be in the same sentence. How's that? No man, "unfortunately" has a one night stand. What? All of the sudden you have goddamn morals when you get wasted? That's like me saying because I was lathering my cock 10 seconds too long in the shower, I "unfortunately" masturbated. Get the fuck out of here with that shit. No one's trying to listen to that.  What's going on with your situation is not about this "first date". It's deeper than that, isn't it?

You got drunk at your favorite bar, met a chick, took her back to her place (good idea, btw), fucked her, then vanished into the night. The problem is, you don't remember shit. All you remember is that you got laid, woke up at some random persons house with a bitch spooning you while snoring in your ear. The only gift you were left with was a nice red rash on your balls with a phone number to go with it.

Plain and simple, you blacked the fuck out. You don't remember how you met this girl, what was said, or if you even fucking danced the night away. This is common amongst the social and sexual society we live in. Don't come at me with this "just another guy" one-liner. That bitch you boned may fall for it, but not me. I know for damn sure you called this broad up and asked her on a date to find out what she looks like. If she's fat. Ugly. Has big ass titties. If the sex was good. If she looked familiar enough to remember that she fucked one of your best friends because he got that same nut sack rash you have, 3 weeks ago. You want to get down to business with her and find out details about that night. Just another guy? Fuck that. You had a one night stand, welcome to the club and accept it...pussy. 

So what do you do now that I've basically called your punk ass out on this "first date"? Well, you go out with her, and treat this broad to the best non-Italian place on the planet...The Olive Garden. Don't feel offended because you and I both know you weren't planning on spending more than $10 a plate.  Cheap bastard. If you were smart like me, grab a couple cocktails beforehand. Lord knows how fucking awkward the conversation might be if you two are sober. Have you ever experienced talking to someone you just met and fucked the night prior, the very next day? 9 out of 10 times, it doesn't go so well. I mean, you do have a goddamn rash or something on your cock for fuck's sake (my reader's think I'm assuming this, but trust me, I'm not). Knowing that, and being sober just don't mix. Calling her out on some shit she possibly gave you is better when you're wasted. Like they say, "The truth comes out when you're drunk."

If she's any of the following, you might be in a little predicament my friend:

1) Hot
2) Fun
3) Boozer
4) Horny

If she's one out of any of the four, consider yourself screwed. Don't play dumb and act like just because she gave you something that you wouldn't fuck her again. People may think that's fucking gross but it's not like your condition is going to get worse, right?

Load up on the booze and I think you'll be alright. Just make sure if you plan on fucking her, confirm that she really did give you something. Because if she didn't, your ass has some goddamn explaining to do Mr. "Just Another Guy". Man, your email was that of a pussy. Pussy.

Oh, and make sure you use a condom this time around. If you nailed her before you even went out on a date, consider yourself already "in". 

Good luck,

J-Wunder