For all the great experiences that come with hooking up online there is an equally as great horror story to go along with them. We have all had experiences in between the sheets that we would prefer to not talk about or even try to forget about all together. The stories you are about to hear are all true but the names have been changed to protect the innocent.

The Waste Case

Everyone gets nervous when meeting someone in person that you’ve connected with online. Even if the meeting is just for the purposes of hooking up there is still a bit of nerves involved and since most of these encounter start at a bar its very easy to fall into the trap of comforting your nerves with alcohol. Having one drink or possibly two is expectable and will ensure that at the end of the night you’re still able to perform the task you came for in the first place. This story is about a woman who let her nerves get the best of her and became of victim of the drink. I met a very attractive woman online and we had made arrangements to meet in person at a bar in the west village. The subway delayed me so when I arrived I was a bit late. This didn’t seem to be an issue for the woman I was meeting since she was having a pretty good time before I got there. I realized very quickly in our conversation that she had probably had a few drink before I had arrived. She wouldn’t stop talking and seemed to lose the point of what she was saying as her stories trailed off and turned into stories about things I never asked about. I was hoping that our hook up would consist of as little conversation as possible, but an hour later she was still rambling and I had spoken maybe 20 words during this “conversation”. She finally took a break to come up for air and went to the washroom. The waiter came over and asked if we need a refill and I asked how many drinks she had before I showed up. He informed me that she had been here for close to an hour and consumed nearly an entire bottle of wine, so my suspicions were confirmed. I had come with the intention of hooking up with a girl but it seems the night might not end as I had originally hoped. She made her way back to the table and almost immediately purposed the possibility of us going back to her place since she was being fuel by her inebriation. I came with the hope of hooking up with her so I agreed, her    proposal of going to her place helped since I didn’t want to bring this drunk woman back to my place. We left the bar, hailed a cab and were on our way back to her place. I was a bit confused at first since she had very suddenly become very quite, which seemed out of character for her since she would not stop talking before. Then the night took a turn for the worst. I asked her if she was all right and then before I could finish my question she vomited in the back of the cab. Needless to say the night ended for me right there. She immediately started apologizing and told me she’d had never done anything like that before. I told her its fine and she didn’t need to be embarrassed but I was looking for my out and I as soon as I found it I hoped right out of that cab and headed to the subway.

Brooklyn Bound

This next story does have a “happy ending” but that doesn’t exclude it from being classified as a horror story. The story starts off well since I was on a very enjoyable date with a younger woman and the possibility of hooking up with this girl was getting better and better as the date when on. We had a couple of cocktails and she was going out of her way to touch my hand and make very obvious eye contact with me, so I knew where the night was headed. We ended up in a cab on the way to her place in Brooklyn. When we got there we wasted no time with conversation and got right down to business. She lived in a very small apartment, or should I say room, since it was a shared bathroom type situation, not the greatest place to hook-up with someone, but anyway. We were going at it pretty loud and this seemed to have upset her neighbor since he decided to voice his opinions of what were doing in the next room. He was shouting and banging on the wall, which at first was rather annoying and very distracting until I decided to make as much noise as possible purely out of spite for this bothersome man. Apparently, him shouting through the walls was a regular occurrence and she was completely into fueling his anger with the loudest sex you could possibly imagine. I had her back pressed right up on the wall he was banging on (I guess were doing the same on the other side) until, right towards the end, I gave one over overzealous thrust and put a hole right in the wall while simultaneously using my shoulder to give her a wicked nose bleed and nearly knocked her out cold. This was not an experience that she enjoyed so she asked if I could leave, I felt awful and pretty embraced so I regrettably took the opportunity to leave. The worst part is that when I walked out of her apartment the neighbor was standing in the hallway telling me how much of an asshole I was and all I could think was I should give this guy some advise on how to hook up online since It would probably cheer him up an he’d stop yelling so much.

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