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    • #100606
      itsplaster
      Participant

      I am more interested in encounters by men with women. After writing a bit about males being raped by females, I actually want to do more research and maybe write something else down the road. However, ANYONE – guys and girls – feel free to share.
      I know some of you will goof off and that’s BG so I expect it. But if anyone has a serious story of regret or where you felt coerced, used, forced and you can share what happened and how it made you feel – physically, mentally, emotionally and how long did it take to get over it (if you are), it’s appreciated.
      This is not for kicks or to enjoy knowing anyone else’s pain. I have a few self- published fictional pieces and thought this might lead to non-fictional self-pub. And to any of you with some bad experience, I’m sorry it happened to you.

    • #100704
      itsplaster
      Participant

      Nobody? Well, that’s good, I suppose. I was hoping for some point of view regarding this subject as I will be meeting a cast member from the film “Knock Knock” that inspired my thoughts on men not being recognized as victims of rape – in the eyes of the media. The event is Thursday so perhaps someone might have an experience I could relay as I try to make a point. With at least a comment from the cast (hopefully) and real life victim stories, I think I could write a decent piece. Thanks everyone.

    • #100842
      Trailer
      Participant

      I got some I regret. Even one time I was lured to the house under false pretense. Also there were times I didn’t want to but my wife/gf did so I just did it to make her happy but I can’t say I was ever forced.

      • #100870
        itsplaster
        Participant

        @trailerparkboy Lured under false pretense. See, you don’t hear many men say things like that but it obviously happens. I think there is a misconception that’s something only guys do – use false pretense and other deception to get laid. Thank you for sharing. If you ever want to tell more, feel free.

    • #100873
      GDPR Harvester
      Keymaster

      @itsplaster

      When I was 19 I was at my local club with friends and as the bar was closing a couple of the girls with us asked me if I wanted to go with them to a party. I was keen to go because one of them was as hot as hell and I fancied my chances. The other one looked a bit like something St. George might be interested in slaying; she had a nice body but a face like a bag of spanners. Anyway, it wasn’t too far away so we decided to walk there and we passed the home of St. George’s future target along the way. She said she needed to pop in to get changed before went to the party and that it would only take a few minutes. I was left alone with Michelle (the hot chick) whilst Janet (the dragon lookalike) disappeared. Unfortunately for me Michelle was wrecked and was nodding off on the bed so there wasn’t much of an opportunity to begin to move on her. Janet was taking forever so I just sat there mentally undressing Michelle. (Btw, the names are real).

      After about 15 minutes the bedroom door opened and Janet walked in……wearing nothing but a see-through nightie. Everything below the neck looked fairly inviting but the Gorgonesque form on top of her shoulders was quite off-putting. I made a comment along the lines of “Is it a fancy-dress party?” but Janet just said, “What party?” I’d been set up by Cinderella and one of her sisters and dear Cinders apparently didn’t want to go to the ball. When I realised what had happened I decided to call it quits and leave. However, Ugly Sister had other ideas and said I was going nowhere until she’d had her fun and she said she’d make me a laughing stock amongst my buddies if I didn’t play along. She pushed me onto the bed, straddled my face and lowered what I can only describe as a rotting, rain-soaked badger-skin onto my face. I was left with little choice: either eat dead badger or suffer humiliation amongst our group of friends, both male and female. The latter option wasn’t a situation a 19 year old wants to endure. I had to put up with that “badger” for what seemed like an eternity as each time she got close to orgasm she’d pull away to savour the moment and then settle down on my face again. I kept hoping and praying Michelle would wake up and join in but she didn’t. Personally I think she was awake but just lay there pretending to be asleep. Finally she had her orgasm and then wanted fucking. When I was close to shooting my load she made me take it out and stick it in her ass to finish off and when it was over I pulled my cock out to find the end was covered in a layer of shit which almost made me puke as it smelled so bad.

      I guess most guys wouldn’t have minded going through something like that but for me it was the worst sexual experience I ever had. Was it rape? No, I doubt it would seen as that because I could have walked away but I was definitely not a willing participant and only did it because I was under threat of humiliation amongst my peers if I didn’t co-operate.

      • #100875
        Strychnine βœͺ
        Participant

        wtf

      • #100887
        illegalsmile55
        Participant

        LOL…gorgonesque..very descriptive. You didn’t drink enough apparently. πŸ˜‰

        • #100889
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          You’re correct there, Miss Smiley. If I’d drunk some more I might have been asleep and snuggled up to Michelle when the Gorgon reappeared, which would have been a far better result.

        • #100891
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          Hey, I’m not pointing fingers. Lol…I woke up next to a strange pit bull with a pierced ear and a tattoo, (on the dog) The dog was not a gorgon, however.. Oh, and he had fleas…almost forgot that.. πŸ˜€

        • #100894
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          I’m feeling bad for poor little Beaker….that must have (of) been horrifying for the poor little guy. :'(

        • #100895
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          It’s why Beaker now has that look on his face. He’s also never been able to speak properly ever since.

          Btw, Miss Smiley…fancy waking up next to this British Bulldog? No fleas, I promise! πŸ˜‰

        • #100899
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          Oh my gawd! Are we at my house or yours?

        • #100903
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          It’ll have to be mine. I have a real phobia concerning aeroplanes. I guess I could make my way by boat but that would likely sink too…….knowing my luck a plane would crash onto it πŸ™

      • #100888
        illegalsmile55
        Participant

        LOL…gorgonesque..very descriptive. You didn’t drink enough apparently. πŸ˜‰

      • #100917
        42ridick
        Participant

        You slayed the dragon and even got some of it’s insides on your ‘sword’ to prove it. hahahahaahah

        • #100924
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          LOL! Very nice. πŸ˜€

        • #100925
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          “Very nice” isn’t how I would have described it. πŸ™

        • #101644
          Soorenho
          Participant

          That is the reason why I would never penetrate an asshole…
          And IDGaF how clean a person is “the asshole” is “the asshole” period.
          Is the reason why I think homosexuals are super disgusting.

    • #100930
      itsplaster
      Participant

      @psychotherapist Well, that tale has made me stick to my diet of only fruit for the morning. Wow, that was gross. Yeah. psycho, maybe you weren’t technically raped but you were deceived and coerced and society wouldn’t allow that to happen to a woman. But you; ah, it’s just a funny story. There is something very unfair about that. If a woman cried over that and was “traumatized,” her friends would sympathize. I don’t think anyone would understand if you did the same even though you actually are entitled to. I’m sorry for the horrific experience and thank you for sharing your event. Hopefully, many days and showers have passed since then.

      • #100931
        GDPR Harvester
        Keymaster

        No, I wasn’t traumatised, just annoyed with myself for getting caught in a trap. After that event though I started to think more with the big head rather than the little one. Many days have passed since then (it was 1979) but not many showers as I’m a more of a bath person. However, I did do a lot of teeth cleaning in the days that followed πŸ™‚

        A funny addendum to my story is that my best friend got caught in Medusa’s rotten-badger trap a few months later and he wasn’t so lucky. Whilst he was a little more willing than I was he got a little extra that he didn’t bargain for: Crabs! And no, she didn’t get them from me! I guess you’ll not be having crab risotto for lunch today, will you? πŸ˜€

        • #100939
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          @psychotherapist
          The gorgon was a serial rapist. If it had not given you a, er, facial…you could’ve kept your eyes closed and thought of Michelle. I don’t want to laugh, but it was an amusing tale. At least you didn’t have to chew your arm off later in order to leave. That would’ve been the end of my cunning linguistic episodes…

    • #100940
      illegalsmile55
      Participant

      @itsplaster
      I’m sorry I hijacked your thread…I have a hard time being serious.
      I know men are sexually abused, more than most people would believe. I’ve heard many stories from close male friends. Its the kids stories that destroy me…if I’m having a bad day and there’s a new post with a kid getting beat, I don’t watch it. I couldn’t watch the one with the guy sniffing his finger. We all have our kryptonite.

      • #101250
        itsplaster
        Participant

        @illegalsmile55 You didn’t hijack my thread. You just commented. I figured wankdust would and well, I wasn’t disappointed lol. You know I just adore him.

    • #100975
      Nataska
      Participant

      Try attempted rape by 3 men I didn’t consent to that if I didn’t fight them with everything I had they would of raped me and prob killed me I just had broken rips smashed pelvis broken nose and bruises all over me luckily a man pulled up in his car to help me and they run off he saved me life to

      • #101251
        itsplaster
        Participant

        This sounds traumatic. Did people go to jail?

        • #101907
          Nataska
          Participant

          Yes they did and I had to carry rape alarm with me everwhere I go I’ve always been a gym bunny but after that I hired myself a personal trainer who specialised in boxing and kickboxing got attacks 12 years ago by some mad woman outside nightclub punched her and kicked her cause I wasn’t gonna let Anyone hurt me Gain and get done for assault bad move but at least now I can say I can look after myself thanks to dan who teaches
          Me who to fight with my
          Mind and
          Body gave me my confidence back to

    • #101247
      Lord Wankdust
      Participant

      I was living in Northern Ireland in the 1980’s (it is a looong story and not worth telling here). I was having a small social pint or two with a couple of women I vaguely knew. One had a face like a nasty axe wound and was very chubby, the other was a disinterested and highly ugly lesbian but we were on the same University Course so we were just being sociable. Before I knew it I was a bit tipsy and heading back for a “nightcap” at the chubby one’s flat (apartment). I think my drink was spiked. I awoke the next morning in bed with the curvy chubby monster and before I could escape she went down on my Morning Glory which was a considerable object in those days. I was full of lager farts and the stench must have been terrible. I actually had to stop her at one point because I needed to take a shit. However, I don’t like to disappoint a woman and I had started to feel sorry for her as she was a bit of a swamp donkey. I felt societiably obliged to let her suck on my cock again. When I returned from totally stenching out her toilet my member was still sticking out like a horse’s handbrake. I sort of decided to let her suck it for a bit, but I wasn’t going to let her take my jizz.
      After about twenty minutes of letting her (out of pity) enjoy giving me a blow-job… she slid her big wobbly body up onto my lithe, youthful frame and impaled herself on my meaty lovepole. I protested but she kept on sliding up and down on my love missile. Every time I tried to slide it out her hungry cunt slid back onto it and engulfed me. It was terrifying. Her considerable weight bore down on me like half a dozen sacks of coal and forced my shoulders down into her sagging mattress. Escape was impossible. I realised that I was just going to have to lie back and take it from the hippocrocadogapig.
      I often suffered from Priapism when I was a young man and she took full advantage of my endless supply of rock hard erectile cock-tissue. Her horrible big saggy tits slapped against my chest and she nearly suffocated me with them at one point. She was also hairy round the nipples which added to the general horror. I of course was completely unable to squirt any jizz to end the ordeal so it went on for ages. After the first half-hour she came for about the tenth time and lay panting, her full weight on me rendering me totally incapable of movement or escape. As I withdrew my throbbing meaty love piston she twitched her orgasmed-out cunt back into life, confusing my cock-movement for some kind sexual interest (the kind of self-justifying “reasoning” which rapists use to legitimise their actions) and started sliding her snapping stench-trench up and down my terrified cock. She ground her slimy minge onto my groin and started flexing her cunt muscles all the way up and down my shaft while gripping it at the root with her savage labia majorae. She was soon rocking herself off on another slimy orgasm while I pleaded with her to stop. I actually passed-out at one point. I think she must have beaten me back into conciousness by slapping me across the face with her dumpy tits.
      I realised that as long as I stayed erect she was going to continue riding me. I focussed on dreary thoughts of pots of cold soup, rainy walks along miserable beaches and my dead grandmother until my erection started subsiding a little. I then faked an orgasm and when my sloppy joe slid out she rolled her heft off me and started twatting her clunge with her fist. I made my escape by running to the toilet and taking my pants with me. When I got back and was pulling on my shoes and shirt she had rolled onto all fours and asked me to do her doggystyle. I ran out at this point. The rest of that year at University was one of fear and stealthy avoidance. I blame my final degree mark of 2:2 squarely on this incident.

      • #101248
        itsplaster
        Participant

        Hmm.

        • #101252
          Lord Wankdust
          Participant

          Shit happens. You sometimes have to just acknowledge it has happened and move on. The situation in Northern Ireland at the time meant any complaint to the Police would not have been taken seriously.
          I had put myself in a vulnerable situation and I had to live with the consequences. I learned from it. Some people don’t… and are condemned to repeat their suffering endlessly.

        • #101256
          itsplaster
          Participant

          I suppose I should actually read what you wrote but I put that “I know some of you will goof off” clause in specifically for you. I honestly always think you’re joking. Are you joking?

        • #101267
          Lord Wankdust
          Participant

          Joking? Do you think that incident was funny? You have a twisted sense of funny sister. I was in shock for weeks and suffered penile retraction for a considerable time after the incident which of course badly affected my strict daily masturbation routine.
          The chubster later lost some weight and went on to read the News on Ulster TV. I could mibbe claim a “pity blow-job” from her now for old times sake but we never bump into each other. We live in different worlds… me in a damp, rainy Scottish Glen and she in a Media, News and TV Whirlwind in Northern Ireland.
          Wretched eh?

        • #101276
          itsplaster
          Participant

          I had honestly not read your comment when I asked if you were joking. So, I had no idea if it was funny or not. But I know you have a flair for the dramatics, lol and I truly can’t tell when you’re joking or being serious. But thank you for sharing. I’m glad you recovered.

        • #114019
          lady-lexis
          Participant

          Just came across this while trawling. Are you able to name and shame the chubster newsreader? I live in NI and would be generally interested to know which of them is a dirty hur. As a fellow hippocrocadogapig, I feel I should apologise for the actions of my countrywoman. I wouldn’t inflict my dumpy tits on any poor man, even my husband and he quite enjoys them.

          Off topic, but did you study at Queen’s or University of Ulster while you were here?


          @lord-wankdust

        • #114029
          Lord Wankdust
          Participant

          @lady-lexis

          Please do not feel the need to apologise for her desperate actions. She was obviously suffering from some kind of clunge-frenzy. I just happened to be there. Norn Irn was a deeply disturbed state at the time (1987) and in some ways I see her fizzing beaver-fever as a fish-scented manifestation of the weird dissonance which prevailed Norn Oirish Society during those troubled years. Aside from this incident, all of my years in Norn Irn were happy ones and I still think of the place in a very positive and groovy way. It is nice to hear from a resident. You look a bonny thing and you should slap your man across the face with your dumpy tits from time to time. Do not let your love wither on the vine.

          I shall not name and/ or shame. The shame is all mine and I carry it with me still. She had blonde hair by the early 1990’s and had it cut fashionably short for her newsreading duties.

          I was a UUC student and living in Portrush. The incident happened here.. I think the toilet window on the upper floor is still open, venting the room from my toxic morning-after beershit all those years ago.

          I can smile about it now but at the time it was terrible. And of course nowadays I would give my right arm for ten minutes of such attention from the hairiest, dumpiest hippocrocadogapig.

        • #114039
          lady-lexis
          Participant

          @lord-wankdust

          I was only a wean in 1987 but I do have some memories of what a shit tip it was around here at the time. We weren’t really near any interface points but my dad was British Army so it was pretty dangerous for him. The times and political consciousness may have moved forward somewhat now, but unfortunately we do still have a problem with smelly shucks; I was just telling @hopingfornemesis the other day!

          I respect your decision not to name and shame, but I will still be watching the news with interest over the next few days. I have a couple of culprits in mind. Maybe I will be able to see through their telegenic facade to the hungry, lurking beaver that lies beneath.

        • #114040

          Haha a sweet-smelling conch!,a sweet -smelling conch! ..a kingdom for a sweet- smelling conch!

          And then you hear of women who do not like to swallow! Sheesh!!haha!


          @lady-lexis

      • #101265
        GDPR Harvester
        Keymaster

        “….like a horse’s handbrake.”

        *dies laughing* πŸ˜€

        • #101269
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          Hahaha.. I love this guy, I never miss a comment of his…sloppy Joe put me over the edge.

          @itsplaster
          , hands off woman! πŸ˜›

        • #101270
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          @illegalsmile55

          You love him but you only like me?

          I guess I won’t be taking that boat after all πŸ™

        • #101272
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          @psychotherapist

          But, but….I love your astuteness. πŸ˜‰
          Quit playing hard to get. I’m an amazon next to you…I could hurt you. ROAR!

        • #101277
          itsplaster
          Participant

          Are you tall, Smile? I’m pretty tall myself. @illegalsmile55

        • #101314
          illegalsmile55
          Participant

          I’m 5’10, fractured my femur neck last year and went from 135 to 160. Everyone always told me I needed to gain some weight…hope they’re happy.

        • #101315
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          We’re all the same size lying down πŸ˜€

        • #101291
          GDPR Harvester
          Keymaster

          I think I might just take the risk of getting on a plane.

    • #101577
      Terry3xo
      Participant

      I’ll share my biggest regret, I’ve came to terms with it because shit happens. I had arrived in Portland Oregon after being discharged from the navy and was determined to make it there and not go back to my hometown. I had a few hundred dollars, some jewelry, an iPad and a seabag with clothes. I immediately set out applying for every job I could find and after I was satisfied I went to a strip club to use their WiFi ( I only bought a 4$, the bartender told me I had to spend money to stay) everyone was cool including the bouncer and I spent hours smoking weed outside with dancers on break. It was dark and I was smoked out and spent the night in a cart return shelter outside a Safeway grocery store. (Someone gave me a free Xanax bar at the club) The next day I found a roommate to stay with and unloaded my stuff at her apartment and set out exploring . I came up to a 7/11 where I found a meth dealer, knowing a lot about drugs due to a borderline obsession with being high on stuff due to my party life in the navy. I had only 2 experiences with meth and I had proceeded to use them with extreme caution in the past. So I thought I could harness the energy meth would give me to put in even more job applications and enjoy doing it. I traded all my silver jewelry for 1.1 grams of crystal meth, a Diamondback bicycle and a High Sierra backpack. After swallowing some meth I set out on bicycle feeling like it was the greatest day of my life and whilst speeding downhill Towards downtown Portland I passed a girl on a bike who tryed to greet me. I wish I would’ve never stopped. Furthermore I wish I never did meth. I stopped and turned around and she asked if I wanted to smoke,somehow I knew she wasn’t talking about weed. What happened next is a blur because I know I had swallowed the whole 1.1 gram bag that day. We set off on bicycle and next thing I know I’m getting head from her in a parking lot,I asked if she had a house and she said yeah I followed her to her house. Now I’ll describe her, she was about 5’7 black hair, ugly face, fit body, medium size boobs. When we got to her house we went to the bedroom and started making out. Now if you don’t know meth makes you soooooooo fucking horny you would probably fuck your sister. Well the panties came off and she got shy right when I was about to tug them off; because she was a tranny and had a penis. I still put a condom on and fucked he/she/it in the ass and then went back to my roommates apartment and told her about what happened. She was completely non judgmental but was like you are so fucked up your pupils are huge ect. She new I was not the same person and at that moment I had no regrets I was just like fuck it whatever. Well when I came down the day and half later, I was extremely depressed I felt disgusting and ashamef and could not believe how fucking high I was.I was so depressed I gave up on Portland and just wanted to get away from it and meth. I went back home a couple days later and I’ve never even considered doing meth again. And no I am completely and utterly attracted to women . REAL biological women only. Well that’s it. Don’t do meth

      • #101636
        itsplaster
        Participant

        @heriitic I’m glad you’ve come to terms with the incident. I don’t think you have anything to be ashamed of. I mean I know straight guys who’ve done gay porn (doing the fucking; not getting fucked) and they are totally straight. I’m glad you realized the drugs weren’t for you. Be safe. And hold your head up.

    • #109610
      GDPR Harvester
      Keymaster

      Very nice tread @itsplaster and very funny stories. I have not been drugged, or coerced into sex. Nether raped if helps with your statistics, but would be nice to hear more stories so I UP the post πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

    • #114042
      Road Pavement
      Participant

      The worse possable sexual encounter was I walked into my friends apartment and found him fucking a big breasted sex goddess to near death, He told me not to come over and yet kicked my out of his apartment leaving me landing in a freeway where I gotten hit by multiple cars.

      Today they both have 14 girls and one boy on the way.

      So just remember don’t come over when someone is knocking up their woman or shit will hit the fan.

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