I know that Naughty Nomad has an infamous blog post on this, but I did a search and found nothing similar. What with all the raw-dogging going on here, I'm curious to see if anyone else has a story.
This relates to a situation that happened to me a few months ago.
I picked up a girl from one of the dive-bars here. I had seen her around Taipei before. She was always on her own. She looked slutty, but she was hot. Looked half-Taiwanese and half-Russian. Still the best looking woman I've banged here.
I took her home and did her with a condom on.
In the morning, she started giving me a blowjob. She said that she wanted me to go down on her afterwards. I said "ok", but I had little interest in the second part.
She finished, and I half-arsedly got into position, as I wanted more sex. But upon looking at her vagina I just refused. It looked kinda weird. Not 'transexual' weird, more 'yeast infection' weird. It was wet and hissing at me. I don't like performing the act as it is. But this - coupled with my pulsating hangover - made it a definite 'no'.
(Actually my hatred of this act is a funny story. The only time I've decided to go down on a girl was with my first girlfriend, when I was 16 years old. Her vagina stank. After about thirty seconds I felt like I needed to throw up. I opened her wardrobe, grabbed a plastic stationary wallet, threw up in it, went downstairs to put it in the bin, but was intercepted by her father who said "Have you just been sick Leighton? Don't worry, I'll take care of it....... Lovely
". Since then I've never bothered with trying it again, apart from this case.)
Anyway, she had a strop, and I couldn't be bothered to coax her back towards sex. I just wanted her gone so I could sleep off my hangover.
She got dressed and I walked her to the MRT station. On the way she told me that she has an alcoholic English boyfriend that's always too drunk to fuck her, so she goes out looking for sex. She gave me a kiss goodbye and put my Line ID in her phone. I deleted the number on the walk back as I didn't want any drama.
Three days later, I was posted up at the bar in Luxy. A Dutch guy came up to me.
Him: "Hey man, I saw you go home with that girl on Saturday, did you fuck her?".
Me: "Yeah, sure did"
Him: "I asked my friend and he said she has HIV"
Me: "Oh it's ok I used a condom" (Why the fuck didn't he tell me! just goes to show how any man will fuck you over when it comes to women"
Anyway, despite using a condom I was pretty scared, being the hypochondriac I am. I got tested six weeks after the incident and I'm clean (bizarrely of all STI's). The walk to the hospital on 'results day' was pretty scary though. For some reason I had a rap-song about AIDs in my head from a Vice documentary, and my friend had scared me by saying "If you have it you'll have to come back to England and live on anti-retroviral drugs for the rest of your life".
So, any similar stories?
This relates to a situation that happened to me a few months ago.
I picked up a girl from one of the dive-bars here. I had seen her around Taipei before. She was always on her own. She looked slutty, but she was hot. Looked half-Taiwanese and half-Russian. Still the best looking woman I've banged here.
I took her home and did her with a condom on.
In the morning, she started giving me a blowjob. She said that she wanted me to go down on her afterwards. I said "ok", but I had little interest in the second part.
She finished, and I half-arsedly got into position, as I wanted more sex. But upon looking at her vagina I just refused. It looked kinda weird. Not 'transexual' weird, more 'yeast infection' weird. It was wet and hissing at me. I don't like performing the act as it is. But this - coupled with my pulsating hangover - made it a definite 'no'.
(Actually my hatred of this act is a funny story. The only time I've decided to go down on a girl was with my first girlfriend, when I was 16 years old. Her vagina stank. After about thirty seconds I felt like I needed to throw up. I opened her wardrobe, grabbed a plastic stationary wallet, threw up in it, went downstairs to put it in the bin, but was intercepted by her father who said "Have you just been sick Leighton? Don't worry, I'll take care of it....... Lovely
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Anyway, she had a strop, and I couldn't be bothered to coax her back towards sex. I just wanted her gone so I could sleep off my hangover.
She got dressed and I walked her to the MRT station. On the way she told me that she has an alcoholic English boyfriend that's always too drunk to fuck her, so she goes out looking for sex. She gave me a kiss goodbye and put my Line ID in her phone. I deleted the number on the walk back as I didn't want any drama.
Three days later, I was posted up at the bar in Luxy. A Dutch guy came up to me.
Him: "Hey man, I saw you go home with that girl on Saturday, did you fuck her?".
Me: "Yeah, sure did"
Him: "I asked my friend and he said she has HIV"
Me: "Oh it's ok I used a condom" (Why the fuck didn't he tell me! just goes to show how any man will fuck you over when it comes to women"
Anyway, despite using a condom I was pretty scared, being the hypochondriac I am. I got tested six weeks after the incident and I'm clean (bizarrely of all STI's). The walk to the hospital on 'results day' was pretty scary though. For some reason I had a rap-song about AIDs in my head from a Vice documentary, and my friend had scared me by saying "If you have it you'll have to come back to England and live on anti-retroviral drugs for the rest of your life".
So, any similar stories?