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Worst Date Ever Writing Contest Great dates are wonderful in the moment but lose a little something in the telling. A bad date, however, now that's a good story! For your reading and writing entertainment, we bring you the Worst Date Ever Writing Contest! In 1000 words or less, tell us about that set-up-from-your-friends gone wrong, the horrific Valentine's Day, the agonizingly long coffee date with an online find, or the quickie that turned into three days from hell. Exorcize your bad-date demons and make us laugh until it hurts! If you've been unlucky enough to have more than one terrible date, that's okay - your bad fortune may now increase your chances of winning, since multiple entries are accepted. And though many of us have suffered through at least one horrific high school dance, the stories for this contest must all feature folks over 18. No real names, online handles, or identifying characteristics please. Entries with such info will be deleted. To enter, post a comment containing your entry. Passion members will pick the winners! Members can begin voting immediately on entries - so get your submissions in early! The deadline to both enter and vote is Monday, March 10 at 11:59 a.m. (PST). Winners will be announced later that day. How to vote: 1. Next to each entry, you'll see three categories: "I Agree," "Neutral," and "I Disagree." 2. To vote for an entry, click "I Agree" (do not use "Neutral" or "I Disagree" ‒ these will not count). 3 You can only vote once per entry, but you can vote for multiple entries. 4. The winners will be determined by the entries with the most "I Agree" votes. Specific Contest Rules: 1. All entries must adhere to the Terms. 2. Entries must be 1,000 words or less. Multiple entries are permitted, but each post must be about a different date. 3. All entries must be submitted and votes cast by Monday, March 10 at 11:59 a.m. (PST). 4. Use pseudonyms ‒ no real names or handles. 5. General Adult FriendFinder Contest Rules apply. Entries that do not adhere to these rules WILL BE DELETED WITHOUT NOTICE. Important We have updated the General Adult FriendFinder Contest Rules to include the following rules (among others): 1. Passion is not responsible for entries that it does not receive for any reason, including technical malfunctions. 2. If a member receives a prize, he, she or they are not eligible to win another prize for 90 days unless otherwise noted in the specific contest. Prizes for this contest are: (1) 1-year Gold membership and an Passion T-shirt (2) 6-month Gold membership and an Passion T-shirt (3) 3-month Gold membership and an Passion T-shirt This contest is now closed. Stay tuned for the winners announcement! |
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A blind date. I don't even remember how I hook up with this man. All I remember is that I got an email from him and after several emails we got friendly. He was a distant relative of a the Civil War soldier and was very interested in the Civil War and so was. He sounded very nice and he said could not send me a photo because he did not have a resent one. We set a dinner date. I got dressed up and took a good time doing my hair. I look very good. When I arrived at the restaurant he was already there. As I approached the designated table I was speechless. There he was. A ghost. At least he look like a ghost from the Civil War. His complexion was grayish, haggard, dry up skin. I thought I felt I was going to be sick. I was gracious and tried very hard to look pass his appearance but honestly he hardly said a word and he did speak about some disorder he had attacking his system. I wish he would have told me so I would be prepared for the ghostly appearance. Finally the night ended. The dinner was churning in my stomach like a ton of brick. I don't even remember how he was dressed. All I kept thinking if I was having dinner with an apparition of the Civil War. This man is looks dead I kept thinking to myself. We said our goodbyes and he never emailed me again and I did not want him to do it either. I am sorry for being so vain but at least I was expecting someone healthy looking.
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i met a woman online...she stood me up twice then i finally went to meet her. this woman said she didn't drink or smoke. She answered the door with a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other. didnt let me in apt. asked if we go go down the street to meet "some friends'...i said sure...we go down the street...of course its a bar....she got SMASHED...did NOT want to leave..they were forcing her out of the bar...she borrowed 10 bucks off of me for a 6 pack..then wanted to sit outside the bar to drink it...they kept telling us to leave..not to drink there. She tries to chug one...throws up ALL over the place..projectile vomiting..i'm in a strange town..in a diff country...no vehicle...ughhhhhhh..Finally i start walking her home...she said ..uhoh, i said what? she said "i might have wet myself a little. Well, maybe a lot!" I asked her to call me a cab from her apt...she comes out, said she had but i'd have to wait outside the apt complex..i said fine...its 4 AM...i go outside, no cab comes..i ask her to call again, still no cab. I ring her door again and she said...i dont' understand it, i called the cab company twice and theres no answer. i walked down the street to a tim hortons and they got a cab for me.. needless to say i didn't talk to her again.
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3/10/2008 7:12 am |
A lady I had dated in high school were reunited after 40 yrs. I remembered her as a very strait lace young woman, but after two marrieages it was evident she had learned a few things and lost her puritanism. In fact she gave a pretty mean blow job. At the time we had no place to party except the front seat of my car. One evening she proudly announced she had gotten the keys to her daughter's apartment and we could go there for some real sexual gymnastics. At first all went well. She had me strip and lay on the floor and then started applying a thick coat of coccobutter. The concoction contained a lot of sugar and I was a sticky mess. I rebeled at this basting and retreated to the bathroom for a wash. I resumed my position on the floor and, she in turn, went into the bathroom. She reappeared in a baby doll, short pink nighty. This woman was what is called ample and the image was a little bizzar. She proceeded settle over my face for my turn at oral. Just as she was about a foot above me a marischino cherry dropped from her vagina and hit me right on the end of my nose. I couldn't contain myself. I broke into fits of laughter and rolled about on the floor. Needless to say "the mood" was broken. She hurridly dressed and left. I have not seen the lady since. The humor of the whole episode replaced any sexual desire I might have had that night.
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Worst date ever? It’s hard to tell, probably almost all of my dates were great . Well, get back to the time I was young, if u really wanna enjoin my story. That was in 1989, when I was just 18 years old and have studied for two years in Koprivnice ‒ Czech Republic (formerly Czechoslovak). It was an industry city where they produce one of the most famous trucks in the world during the 1960’s, the Tatra Truck. I still remember at that time I have just said goodbye to a girlfriend of mine, a very hot girl from Poland. It was a Sunday’s night when I traveled from Bratislava (now the capital city of Slovakia) to Koprivnice for the next day’s class. The train car was almost empty until it stopped at Olomouc for about 3 minutes. A girl got in and immediately I was totally impressed. It was like a lightning stroked to my head and heart. She was a local petite girl, so cute, so attractive. She sat down about 5 rows opposite to me and looked at me very confidently and curiously. I was totally mesmerized by her blue eyes & then quickly I moved to her to say “Ahoj” (it means “Hi” in Czech) & got her name Magda. After 1 hour we were very nice in chatting like close friends, even she let me took her hand with a positive response. Finally upon getting off the train, I successfully made a date with her on the next day afternoon at a pool-side bar not very far from my student’s hostel. It was quite a long time for waiting & early Tuesday’s afternoon I went to that bar right after lunch. It was empty there & I found out very convenient & romantic to wait her at the time. Ordered a beer, looking to the pool over the window, I was totally over the moon. Time passed by, very slowly… I finished the fifth beer. It was around 3PM 7 people started to come swimming. My dreaming girl still not came. I was so nervous. I imagined a dozen of reasons why she did not come & could not believe in all of the nonsense I made. I really lose my mind & senses. Frankly at that time I did not have anything that can have me contact her, I did not have her home number, did not know where she live… I just sat & drank & waited… Outside & inside the bar there were a lot happy couples swimming with hands in hands, lips on lips… That made me nearly got crazy by the lonesome that only me to bear. It was around 7PM when I was totally disappointed & came back to the hostel. The way seemed longer & very rough. I walked undetermined like a sleepwalker till I reached the hostel’s entrance. I disappointedly decided to quit the dinner & invited 3 friends of mine to go to centre of city for some fun… Not so hard we found 3 well-known hookers for my friends. We took them to a bar & bought them some drinks & supposed to fuck after that at their renting appartment. Those three couples hugged tightly, exchanged the horny kisses while I just drank & was silent like a fish. Realized me was so sad, one of the girls comforted me & said she could do me a favour that she could invite a new-come hooker (said to be very cute one) to satisfy me. Surely I agreed immediately. The girl went to make a call then came back with a good news that her friend would come shortly. We cheered & longed for the new one. A night orgy was decided quickly. And she came, softly like a blow from the behind me with a greeting “ahoj” & made all friends of mine stupidly stunning. The voice was so sweet & so familiar. Turned back & I nearly unconscious. The new-come hooker was the girl I met on the train, I have dreamt last night, I have waited for the whole afternoon & even felt in love… That was my very, very bad experiences. Any one of you faced the same situation? Lets share the feeling. And do you wanna know what was else during that fucking night?
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3/10/2008 1:50 am |
okay my worst date ever was meeting a guy thru here who had hair in pic but not in person not a problem. he was nice looking and sweet and a gentleman. we went to bed as we were tired, but the sex was not good the amount of times we had sex awesome. he did the booty fuck and it did not hurt going in!! every time i have had anal it is painful at first then enjoy able. then he got friends with my friends no problem there but he preferred their company over mine. wtf!! finger fucking from him hurt like hell but i tolerated it as i was horny then he had the nerve to tell my friends my pics don't look like me. lol if they are not me then who are they. i don't think i will hook up with any younger guys then me. sorry i need a man not a boy!!
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This was in 1980 I took a lady I had met a couple of weeks earlier, to go bowling. I was in the military and didn't have much to do because it was in Guam. (Did I mention there is only three things to do in Guam-bowl, drink and have sex.) Well we get to the bowling alley and a girl and guy are in the parking lot arguing. The guy breaks a bottle on the ground and slaps the gal in the face. Being the gentleman I am, I yell to the guy to knock it off. She starts tell me to; "get bent and to go to hell". So I turn and go to walk to go inside. Next thing I know. I am in the hospital. I got stabbed in the chest and had a bottle broken over my head. The guy had kicked me while I was down and I passed out. I took 18 stitches and had to have my lung drained. Gee in Guam, that was fun. The girl called two days later and said she didn't want to go out again. Whats even funnier, when the base hospital released me to go back to my ship. I got court marshalled and recieved the sentence "Destruction of government property-me" and got 30 days restriction, 30 days extra duty, $500 fine and reduction in rank to E-3 (from E-4) Nice date, Huh.             These members all have blog entries on breast cancer. [blog NascarFox] [blog Hellzbelle69] [blog ninner1998] fletchers_arrow
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3/9/2008 3:59 pm |
Three of my friends went to Atlanta for a college confereence basketball tournament. My friends immediately connected with a group of women there for a convention but in order to accomodate their plans I agreed to take the "fourth" woman to dinner, etc. she and I wound up back in her hotel room, she excused herself to "change into something more comfortable". I relaxed on the bed and she reappeared with her hair in curlers, wearing flannel pj's. In an effort to be a southern gentleman I cuddled with her (reluctantly)until she finally fell asleep. My first thought was to chew my arm off at the elbow to avoid waking her but quiet as a mouse I inched off the bed naked, crawled out of the room on my hands and knees, dragging my clothes, slipped into the hallway still buck naked, dressed and checked into an alternate hotel from my friends, went to a bar to watch the finals the next day and flew back to VA on a separate flight. They were expecting a ransom note, I escaped. Her pj's had feet in them. I never looked back.
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3/9/2008 10:10 am |
I don't mean to be a kiss and tell kind of person but this is by far my worst date I ever had. Let's see I went to this guys house for a glass of wine as a first real date. He meet me at the door looking a mess...no shoes and much shorter than I remember. Anyway we sat in the living room me with a glass of wine and him with Bud Light in a can. Every five minutes he was running to the bath room and I could hear him pissing like a wild forest animal against a tree. Never once did I hear him wash his nasty hands. Over the entire one hour I listened to a 35 year old man talk about his college days and how the girls loved him...WOW! Who talks about college days? I think the highlight of the evening was when he took out his false teeth and put them on the table. He looked at me and smiled. I had definitely died and gone to hell filled only with Rednecks. Let's just say that was the worst first date I ever had...what ever happened to best behavior on a first date?
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3/9/2008 7:23 am |
Her profile said, 34y old, intelligent, fun loving, witty, independant, Hot and gorgeous babe ready to rock your world. What a photo! a stunner.....what's that scale they use. Those ones I usually have no chance with, so I msg'd her anyway. Displyed all my wares, which were, intelligent, fun loving, witty, independant....it's a match baby!.....After I altered my profile just a tad for alignment purposes. She responded! I checked the liquor cabinet, it was still sealed, and I checked to see if I had a pulse, I did, so not heaven.....this all happening on Earth...today! It was surprisingly easy to set up a meet, a bite to eat at a popular sidewalk cafe, Sunday brunch time. It was crowded, but I recognised her hair style, she was holding a package, as we got closer, she pointed to an empty table, we seated ourselves...the package was a newborn baby.....barely 2 weeks old.....'Are you baby sitting?' I asked.....No....she's mine....had her 3 weeks ago.....sorry I had to bring her. She was gorgeous alright, I was hanging out for feeding time....Then she said, I have 3 other children, a 3 yr old, a 5 yr old and a 7yr old boy, they're in the car, I can't take them out anywhere, always fighting and screaming, throwing food at people jumping on the restaurant tables, so I leave them in the car..... My head is spinning....is she just having me on, I expect to get tested.... I love a good joke....she's reading the menu upside down, I say....that's a good trick...does the food arrive that way? She gives me a look....a stare actually, what did I say?.... "are you making fun of my dyslexia? didn't I say in my profile I had mild dyslexia........mild? No...well, I can't recall, wait, I'm sure there was no mention of that.......I changed subjects pronto........but not wisely. Where is the father of your children, couldn't he mind them today?...not the one in your arms...the kids in the car I mean. Well, the fathers at home, he's a druggie, I'm not, I never buy drugs, only if he gives me some....the 3yr olds father is in jail, the 5yr olds father is in Queensland somewhere or WA, he's very evasive about what he does and where he is, the 7yr olds father re-married and I've never seen him since. What are you ordering the waiters got his pencil out. She was able to order...but I think it was from memory, she'd flipped the menu upside down again......How was she able to write her profile? I had to ask....she had a good answer..."my sister wrote it for me" How old's your sister, I asked...she's 17, but she calls me mom, I'm no good on computers, no time, gotta look after the little ones, she's smart, she does cut and paste, and this little one's father is a photograher....when he runs out of drugs, it's a nice picture of me isn't it? he made my boobs smaller...cheaper than a cosmetic surgeon she laughed!. Why are you dating someone, if you live with the father of your child?...oh, I don't care about him, he's good for drugs, I make feel guilty about the baby...don't say anything if you come over and we screw, he's not even the real father. I wished I had an exit plan, like the women do, I would fake it, if only my phone would ring....c'mon..c'mon..you bugger...ring..ring. I couldn't will it to ring, and now our food was here. It looked good. I reached for the fork and knife...baby was sick..very sick...hurling sick... all over my food sick!......all over my clothes sick!....I excused myself to wash up...as good as a phone call I thought.....I walked slowly, then I changed my mind...I ran....fuck the bill...she's good looking enough to talk her way out of it, I kept running, through the carpark, started the car, checking to see if staff were chasing me... no-one behind me, I'm almost out of here..scouring ahead..I notice a car, to my right, parked, 3 kids inside throwing food, dvd's, toys at each other....who else could they be?.....a bright new world was ahead of me. Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.....yeah, freedom! Then Willie Nelson came on the radio......on the road again.......
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3/9/2008 5:54 am |
ARIZONA, you shouldn't label all the guys on Passion just becuse you had two bad experiences. Maybe its just the guys in your area. I'm nowhere close to you, but I know for a fact that If you stick it ot-stay at it, you'll find 'Mr. right'. I found 'Mrs. right on here and that was only after umpteen bad dates-and I lost count after 10.
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3/9/2008 5:36 am |
My worse date never really happened. You see I'm an incurable romantic when it comes to dates. I mean I was bought up in the 'old fassioned' ways and when I take a woman out on a date, I go all out. This night I spared no expense. I booked my resurvations at the resturant, I had flowers taken to the resturaunt and I arranged for the waiter to bring them to her alfway through dinner, I also had a special table reserved at a popular nightclub and I even had chaufered transportation arranged, to dinner and from the nightclub. The dinner resurvations were at 8:30pm. and it was gonna take us 12 mins. to get there, so I figured I would arrive at her apt. at 7:30 to give her ample time to get ready. So I got all dawled up in a 3-piece suit and I even had a flower in my lapell I got there and decided to call her from the limo to let her know I'm on my way. Something was fishy right from the start because the phone rang 12 times and when she answered, she gave no explination on why it took so long, or why she was out of breath. I just figured that she go caught up in getting ready for the evening. I told her I was gonna be there in 20 mins.-when really I was outside. I wanted to surprise her. I hung up the phone and walked up to the house and rang the bell. There was no answer. So after 3 mins. I rang it again. Still no answer. I tried the door and it was locked, but something told me to go around to the back door and try it. It was unlocked, so I went in. I looked around and saw nothing. so I ventured in further and I heard a slight noise come from upstairs. As I moved up the steps, the noise got louder and I was able to decipher that it was moaning. It got louder as I got closer to the door and I just figured she was 'playing' with herself. I openened the door and to my horror there was my date being fucked by this hug guy. I called out, "So this was why you were out of breath earlier." Then I turned, walked out the room, left the house, got into my limo and went home. Needless to say I was very hurt and very upset. I never talked to her again after that night-which was in January of 1999. The next I heard of her was that she died of AIDS in 2000
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3/9/2008 3:42 am |
Worst date ever...let me think... ok... Now i remembered! I met this gentleman online in a chat room. After that we began to exchange emails, and after a while, we began to talk by phone. This was my first experience with this kind of virtual dating. Maybe I was kind of naive He told me he was my same age (49), that he was a banker and that he was divorced. He also told me he had been an athlete when he was younger, and that he still practiced sports. I thought I had won the jackpot! He sounded ok on the phone, educated and refined After a month, we decided to meet in a sushi restaurant. He told me he had a grey Mercedes Benz. So I drove to this chi chi place to meet him. As I parked my Toyota, I saw his car. Nice... My age, divorced, a banker, has a Mercedes. My oh my!!!!!! He had described himself as tall, salt and pepper hair, athletic... So when I enter i am looking for him, and I saw this 70ish man, bald and heavy. He had this big belly that emerged from his pants... And he stood up and called my name. Yes, that was him. Yes , he had a Mercedes and he was a banker, but he had changed some things about his looks. But I am a lady so I sat down and we began to have small talk. We ordered our food, and after a while he was looking at his watch, he was in a hurry. And he called the waitress and in a very rude way he told her to hurry up with the sushi in this haughty and loud tone of voice... Everyone was looking at us. Suddenly his cell rang, and when he saw who was calling, he was pale. He made me a gesture to be silent and he answered the call. It was his wife... he told her that he was having lunch wit some collegues from work. I was baffled. When our food came, I hardly could eat. I felt so uncomfortable. All I wanted to do was go away. He was rude, a liar and a cheater too. After we finished, he made a remark about how i shuold repay his invitation. Yo know, the formula: man invites woman to dinner, woman has sex with him out of gratutude... I told him that I was not a slut, a whore, that he was a liar, a cheat, and that he was old enough to be my dad. I left almost running and never looked back. He continued to call me, I ignored his calls until he stopped for good. This is ths bad part of online dating. You never know what surprise you can find. That is why I have limited myself to blogging in this site. I'd rather meet people the traditional way. Polimnia Sedúceme con tu inteligencia...
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3/8/2008 6:41 pm |
My worst date I ever had happen about 6months ago. I was new to the big city and knew no one. I meet some new friends at my mew job as a nurse in the local hospital. My friend wanted to hook me he was up with a sure thing(about getting laid). He told she was hot and knew how suck a cock and love to fuck. Well I was getting hot thinking of it. I was very horny by know it had been 6months. Well he sit up the date and we were to met at a night club. The night came hopeing to get my rocks off. It was dark in the club but when I looked up to see my blind date it was my baby sister who more there to go to college. Just thinking that my sister was a little sult trun me off to more blind dates
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I met this great gal while working. We seemed to hit it off just fine. We spent much time talking and realizing that we could have a great evening together so we planned on doing just that. I picked up the young lady and we continued on our great conversation as we headed toward the bar we chose to go to. Everything seemed to be going just fine until - she started getting phone numbers from other guys. THREE of them, right in front of me. She even dissapeared for twenty minutes. That is when I left her there at the bar. Well, stupid me, half way home I went back to pick her up (maybe to yell at her a bit as I was getting more and more teed off), and she didn't even know that I left. Pretty demoralizing if I do say so myself.
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3/8/2008 2:14 pm |
Worst date ever? I've got a good one but not as good as some I've read here First off I met this woman on another dating site. She was attractive and we seemed to hit it off in the emails and phone calls we had. So we set a date to meet at a locale pub. I arrive early to find she is already there. We had good conversation and a drink or two when I decided I should tell her that I had gotten a DWI 2 years earlier and just wanted to be up fount about it. She is very understanding and proceeds to tell me about how her mom had had her put in the crazy house some years ago. Okay this puts me back a bet and I'm thinking maybe I should just bale now before this goes any further. This is when she tells me she doesn't think she can drive after her two drinks. Being the gentleman that I am I drive her home She invites me in for another drink and to meet her dog. I love dogs so off I go. I get in to find this sweet dog with one of those choke collars on that have the spikes inside. This is just nuts to me so I take it off without even asking. She said she had no idea that there was anything wrong with it and did not abject to me taking it off. I should have grabbed the dog and ran right then but I had been some time without the company of the opposite sex and I had a good feeling it might get better! After a drink or two she just drops to her knees and unzips me. She takes me in her mouth and starts sucking like there is no tomorrow. I'm not talking about the good kind of sucking ether! It was like she was sucking a really thick milk shake! My dick was purple the next day! After just a little of this and I can't take it any more I guide her up on the couch and start working on her pussy. It's wet as hell but also the hairiest thing I think I've ever felt. I never got to see it because I was starting to smell it and there was no way I was going to go down there for a closer look and I love eating pussy! This whole time she is just laying there not moving at all. She is moaning so I think I'm doing alright! I decide fuck this. I'm just going to fuck it real fast and get the fuck out of there. So I get started and she is just lifeless! This might turn some on but It's doing nothing for me. In fact I'm starting to lose my hard on! I pumped that smelly ass pussy for about half a minute and the smell is getting worse. I faked a nut and just started grabbing up my close. I can't remember what I said on my way out but I never spoke to her again. I did email her with a story about how I had gotten back with my X and we were trying to work things out. It was a half truth! The end
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3/8/2008 1:27 pm |
back in 1996 I lived in Michigan and had just gotten single again and was fucking every woman that I could get my cock in. I would go out and try to find one every night. There were a lot of bars that were close to the little house that I had bought and I would find a woman and take her there and have sex and get rid of her the nest morning. I went in to this small bar one evening and there was one setting at the bar.about 25 and kind of a nice built.I bought her a few drinks and this other woman kept coming over and talking to her. No problem with me,two is more fun than one. I had her talked into going home with me and this other one said she was her sister and I had been drinking and the only way I come have her go with me was if I let her have my keys and she could drive. Talk about letting the little head do your thinking..this was a big mistake. She pulled in my drive and then dicided she wanted to go to the truck-stop to eat breakfast. When she backed out,took mine and my neighbor's mail boxes out. Just before we got to the truck stop,she hit a curb and blew a tire on my car. I had to get a repair man to come over and fix it. Then she wanted to go to her place,about 15 miles away. When we got there I ask if I could come in and stay the night. This was when she replied,"it might be a little crouded,my boyfriend is sleeping in the only bed. To top it all off,she ask me if she could see me again. A date from hell!!!!
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1 post 3/8/2008 12:49 pm |
"There she was...just a walkin' down the street"........It was night time and this girl was so sexy that when she walked the street lights popped when she passed by!!!!!!I asked her if she wanted to "party" and she said yeah,and hopped in my car.We went to my house and started to "party".All of a sudden,she went into my kitchen and brought back the "BIGGEST" knife i had in the kitchen and put it between the mattress and box springs!!!!!!!!!!!Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,i asked what "THAT" was for.She said,"oh nuttin".(We were both already naked),so i asked her if she wuz any kin to Lorena Bobbit,she said no,why do you ask.I said oh,no reason.So we proceeded to "party" more and when she wasn't lookin', i hid the "BIG" knife.All of a sudden she started lookin' for the knife,and i asked her what she wuz lookin'for.She said the knife,so i started to help her look for it..............You know we never found that damn knife!!!!!!!!!!But we did party on,and fucked everywhere in the house,on the bed, on the floor,up against the door, in the kitchen,on the living room couch,in the bathroom,in the closet,up against the wall,we did it all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!After we had done "ALL" there was to do,she got on the phone and called her mom.She started freakin' and geeken while she wuz talkin' to her mom,and tripped me out.I told her i'd take her to her mom's house and did.She told me she had a sister that looked better than she did,and told me that her sister was really a crazy,fucked up bitch.I thought that maybe i ought to stay away from here sister,since she was crazier than her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I felt i wuz lucky to have all my "didgets" still connected to my body,and came out of that one still in one piece!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I might not have been able to post this pick if i hadn't hid that knife!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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3/8/2008 11:00 am |
A friend of mine hooked me up on a blind date. We mat at a bar that I bartended at and everything was going fine. We ended up staying at the bar and getting totally wasted! I really don't remember anything that happend after twelve but whne I woke up the next morning I got told a storey that I wish I could have not been told. I woke up in the shop next door to the bar where there was a bed and stuff. It's a horribly dirty place and I felt kinda gross. My date was laying next to me sleeping and I woke him up and told him I had to go home. I lived about thirty nminutes from where we were so along the way he looks at me and says do you remember puking on me last night? And I was like no. so he tells me we had sex and during sex I threw up on him. To top it all off we didn't talk for weeks and I had started seeing my ex again who I was dating right before my horrible date and found out I was pregnant. I thought it was my boyfriends and didnt tell him about my one night drunken sex. I ended up finding out she wasnt his after she was like six months old and she was my drunken one night stands baby.
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3/8/2008 7:50 am |
I have been on Passion off and on for about eleven years now. I have had many awful dates and many awesome dates! However, this story is not one of the awesome ones. When I was in college, I had been chatting with this one guy for quite a while before I met him. He sent me face pics and cock pics from one angle, so I knew what some of him looked like. Well, when we finally met, I didn't recognize him. He had matured about 15 to 20 years from his picture. Well, he was "cordial", so I went ahead and had dinner with him. All through out dinner, he kept moving my chair close to him even after I would pull away. He would also touch my knee and massage my thigh even after I would pull away. I asked him politely not to "do that anymore". He said that he respected me and stopped for the rest of the dinner. After we left the restaurant, he invited me over to his hotel room. He said he had written a song for me and wanted me to hear it. Well, I thought that would be nice, so I went over. I walked into his hotel room, and he immediately pulled out his cock and started to whistle. I was standing at the doorway and should have left right then and there, but he kept whistling a tune that wasn't on key and his cock wa moving up and down. THEN, I saw why he would only take pictures of one side of his cock. He had this huge ass mole/wart/something on the other side of it. I turned around and walked out laughing. Now, I am sorry if I might offend some people, but you have to agree with me that was pretty stupid on his part. I didn't find that sexy at all! Love all!
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What is worse? Please pretend that you were me, and this is your experience last night. Please make your choice for me: 1. You went to a bar where your only hope was to dance, yet there were nobody on the dancefloor? 2. You are meeting up this guy (from A.F.F.)for the first time, and he asked you to go dutch on drinks because he is on a tight budget? 3. He had not been to that bar and did not know what to order, and incidentally ordered a bottle of Chivas, which costed RM390?? 4. And after the bill arrived for the liquor, he said he does not have enough so you paid with your credit card instead?? (He offered to pay you back RM150 but you thought he should keep the money for a hotel room afterwards, so you declined it.) 5. You sat there for almost an hour, can't dance, can't talk coz the music is too loud, can't do kinky things because YOU are the girl and the guy was not really initiating. Makes you wonder if he was actually interested in having sex with you at all??? 6. Finally you could not take it, asked him directly to go get a hotel room. He went to enquire the room rates, and came back to ask you for RM50 because he did not bring enough money for the deposit......??!!! 7. You went upstairs to the hotel room, and licked and sucked until you were ready to fuck, then he said he forgot to get the condoms that you explicitly told him to prepare?? (Makes you think that he didnt actually have the money to buy condoms!) 8. Ok, so you resolved to having non-penetration sex, he fingered and licked and sucked you until you cum. It hurted a little but you didn't care. Afterwards he asked, "Are you having your period?" because you bled, a lot! But the fact is you are NOT having period. You bled from his rough fingering! (Though you wanted him to be rough, but not THAT rough!!) 9. He has a hard lump on his ball and his pre-cum was kind of smelly (trust me, I have had enough experience with men to know!) yet he insisted on penetrating you without condom! When you refused, he threw tantrum and hinted that he never wanted to see you again? (Duh?? Like I care???) 10. He asked you how much you actually weigh??!!! (So you are a BBW, he knew that and he wanted a big-breasted woman. How ridiculous is it to ask that sensitive question?! By the way, there is NEVER a good time to ask a woman her weight, BBW or not!!!) I dressed up and left the hotel room, he tried to be cool and said "I'll see you when I see you." Hahaha! What on earth made him think I would still wanna see him again? He even kept the bottle of unfinished Chivas that I paid for! I am still flabbergasted. It has got to be one of the worst meeting-up I ever had!!! Love, Chloe    Get to know me from my blog ---> Who is [blog buymelovepls]?
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met this girl through a friend of mine, they went out for a while and he wasn't into her so he decided to introduce me. first time i met her i was already turned off.. this girl was not the prettiest or girls in fact very boyish in looks and movement. this would have been fine but then she started ranting about how she her ex treated her like shit and treated her like a whore. and then she would constantly talk about how she thinks my friend has amazing sex appeal unlike me.. and she would gladly pay to fuck him. i almost left her but she insisted that we go take a long drive which finally ended at her ex bf's house. talk about psycho shit...i didnt even know until i was talkin to some of the ex bf's friends over at his place.. i finally had to drive her to another friends house since she got so emotional, i just fuckin left her. yes i am too nice. i should have bailed much earlier.. i can sleep when im dead
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3/7/2008 10:16 pm |
I was working with ML for 2 months on a massive project. Working late nights we got to know each other real well. She had the nicest set of breasts and they were real and no wonder bra illusion either. I kept asking myself was it a 34D or 36C? We did get cozy at times, a brush of her legs on mine, a light tape of my shoulders, my occassional friendly shoulder rub on her just for us to ease the work load tension. We got the work done, it was approved and we wanted to celebrate. I asked her out for a dinner date and she eagerly agreed. I was telling myself "YES, I'll get some action tonight"...I couldnt wait to suck on her lovely tits. To make things less obvious we agreed to meet at the cafe. I was early and she came in a leather hot pants and see through black lace blouse that showed her lovely breasts. You could hear a pin drop in the cafe. There were gasps and snickering by the lady patrons. But i had this huge smile. I couldnt give a damn. I knew I was getting some tonight. As she sat next to me I could get a whiff her perfume and then it went wrong. It was awful, some rose smell that knocked me out and she reeked of it. I was getting a headache. Then she asked for a beer, which i thought was cool. She gulped it down in a shot. I looked at her and commented "boy u must be thirsty" and she looked at me, belched and said " oh i just gave my boyfriend a blow job and had to wash my throat down" My eyes nearly popped out!! Boyfriend!! Hang on 2 months no mention of a boyfriend and now this. Downhill!! She asked for another beer and asked if she could order dinner.Did I have a choice?! Ok lets have dinner, and as we were eating I noticed she was scratching her crotch thru the leather hot pants. I asked if she was uncomfortable and she said yes. She wasnt wearing underwear and the leather was chaffing her pussy. I asked her why wear it then. "Oh my boyfriend ordered me to wear this tonight". I looked at her said do you do everything he says and she replied " yep i must obey him, he's my master and he'll be hear in 20 minutes to pick me up, we're going to a party later, so shall we eat up, mike, I'm really hungry dear". Kill me now, fuck off bitch! I just lost all my dignity that night, MY WOST EVER DATE
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1 post 3/7/2008 8:55 pm |
I met this guy online we talked for months before we met. He live in South Carolina. And I lived here in California. He said he would come this way to meet me. He said how tall he was and he had a great smile, and he had lots of money and he owned alot of houses. Well we decided to meet. And we met in Vegas. He showed up and was shorter than me, he also had black teeth, and when I walked with him to check in his credit card didnt go through. So he lied about everything. So I was there with some other people and we decided to leave that hotel and him and go stay somewhere else. He did call me the next morning before we left and still wanted to hang with me for the weekend. I just couldnt do it. So that was the worst date I hae been on. and it wasn't really a date yet. but we did plan on staying in the same room but stayed with the people i went with instead. Kissing a guy with black teeth was not going to happen.
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WHAT A SMELL!!! On the coldest day of the year, a friend of mine picked me up from work. He drove up from Baltimore with two women in the car. I leaned in to speak and smelled something eerie. He said he'd come from playing basketball and was going to rent a room so he could take a shower, now I know a sweaty smell - that wasn't it! Since I couldn't put my finger on the smell I decided to walk to the hotel since it was only a couple of blocks away. I arrived to the room and he was in the shower, the women were sitting in the room on the bed and the room still had the smell in it. I looked around for his clothes but he took them off in the bathroom. I decided to sit at the desk instead of making small talk until I knew where the smell was coming from. After a while I heard the women whispering to one another but I wasn't trying to eaves drop since I thought it didn't concern me. All of a sudden out of nowhere one of the women hopped on the desk, flung her leg over my head and showed me two things... her hairy Pussy and where that smell was coming from! I left my papers on the desk, grabbed my coat and headed to the door as my buddy was coming out the shower. The two women were screaming "he's scared of Pussy!" and he's trying to convince me to stay because he's gonna give them a shower then fuck them. I handed him my condoms and walked out the door. I got fired leaving confidential documents in public but HE got VD. He called me saying he was throwing up green stuff and had a huge knot in his throat. That was my worse date ever!
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3/7/2008 12:35 pm |
Good Luck!!!!!!!!!!!
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