Hook up horror stories are not solely experienced by the male sex and us females have plenty of hook up horror stories to share as-well, probably quite a bit more than our male counterparts actually. The following are not stories of men hooking up with girls, but instead by experiences as a woman hooking up with men. The stories you are about to hear are all true but the names have been changed to protect the innocent.

The Bleeder

This particular hook up horror story ended up a little bit more like a horror movie. I had an enjoyable evening with an attractive gentleman who was easy to have a conversation with, seemingly intelligent and had a great sense of humor so the prospects of the night ending on a high note was growing fast. Then before I knew it I fell victim to his charm when he asked if I wanted to continue our conversation back at his place. He had a very nice apartment in Hells Kitchen and he had opened a very nice bottle of wine for us to drink which we consumed in it entirety then had a glass of exquisite scotch that was nearly as old as me. Needless to say we both knew where the evening was headed and it didn’t take much longer before it got there. We made our way into the bedroom after some hot and heavy making out on his couch. Ill skip the particulars of the next part of the story and jump to the end. He was on top of me while we were in bed and he had convinced me to submit to having handcuffs putt on me which I agreed to in the heat of the moment and would regret later. So toward the climax I started to feel what, for a second I believed to be sweat dripping from his head, until the occasional drop turned into a steady stream. I looked at myself and noticed that his nose had been bleeding on me and when I verbalized my discovery he was in the middle of an orgasm that I could not direct his attention from. By the time his post orgasmic twitching was over I looked like the victim in a horror movie since my face an upper body was completely covered in his nose blood. I managed to make it to the bathroom after being apologized to a thousand times and had a moment where I looked in the mirror watching my self clean my wounds as If I was James Bond after a particularly rough fight scene or any other action hero cliché. I was a little thrown off by the whole incident and didn’t end up staying in his bed that night, I didn’t want to wait around while he cleaned his crime scene looking sheets.

The Artist

This hook up story doesn’t have a bloody ending but instead it’s a bit of a strange one. I spent the evening with a man and everything was very copasetic. We had a lovely date and some very satisfying sex afterwards. It was the next morning when I woke up I realized something was rotten in the state of Denmark. I woke up the next morning to a bit of a strange stare down from the dude sleeping next to me (I’m not actually sure if he slept at all since he was staring at me when I went to sleep and was still doing it when I woke up apparently). This was a little concerning since the gaze seemed to have some subtext I was not interested in exploring. I quickly made it to the bathroom to plan my escape and looked down at my leg and found a note. He had drawn on me while I was sleeping in the shape of a heart with both of our initials in it, except mine had been changed to reflect his last name! I assumed this was supposed to be some sort of cute gesture that I was going to find endearing and sweet, but I did not I was actually pretty creeped out and now had to deal with the task of washing off the pen on my leg before anyone I knew saw it and I would have to explain why I was branded by some weirdo who was trying to lay claim to me or something. I’m not sure what his intentions were exactly but I wasn’t in the mood to hangout and find out why so I got out of there as quick as possible.

The “Head” Move

This one isn’t about one specific hook up story but more of a general public service announcement to all the men out there who try this move thinking its slick or something, I’m here to tell you it is anything but slick. The move I’m referring to is when a guy is making out with you and then slowly put his hand on your head and attempts to redirect your attention to his head…you know what I’m talking about. Why do men do this? Why do they spend so much time talking about sex, until their actually having sex and then they don’t want to talk at all? This move is not slick or sexy, if anything it’s rude and disrespectful. I feel there isn’t one man who would enjoy me grabbing his head and shoving it in my crotch, so why do they think were into it? Guys stop doing this please and either ask or give us a reason to, like if we need to return the favor. No girl wants to feel like she’s being forced to do something by having someone grab her face and stick it where they want, and probably not where she wants. Just be more creative or have some patience and wait for the offer or my best suggestion would be to just start by going down on us and then most girls will have no problem returning the favor. Guys, if you refuse to perform this task for a woman, she won’t hesitate when she gets an offer from someone else in the future.

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