I fucking ran for my life, full speed through the house with sex hair and a long shirt to my car. '"-jennyalena on Reddit"So about two years ago I was newly single and out with a few friends at a bar.I ended up hitting it off with a friend of a friend who was just in town on vacation. And, while we all share the sexy, thrilling parts of these stories with our friends, we so rarely talk about the emotional ramifications (both good and bad) and the less entertaining details that add up to reality. So, we collected stories from people to get just that. I had my period so I couldn't do much, but things were getting hot and heavy.

I don't know if he used orange shoe polish on his face or what, but that stuff would not come off, no matter how much soap I used."-Canadian Drawl on Reddit"So I go home with this random girl. the next morning — I don't think we intended to get shitfaced). Paddy's in Butte is a terrible thing."-Raezak_Am on Reddit"I had just gotten out of a super-intense relationship, the kind where you really don't have anything in common but they're amazing in bed, so all of your activities revolve around sex.

Anyway, I end up going home with some guy, I vaguely remember mediocre sex — with a condom, thank god. Wake up rather attractive stranger as the night starts to de-fuzz."'Hey, wake up.'"'Unngghh.'"[We] make out a bit."'Where are we? Two weeks after breaking it off, the only thing I could think about was getting laid.

I was extremely drunk at this point, and so was he. In the middle of the night he woke up me and said 'I'm going to throw up, where should I throw up?

' I was still drunk, and half asleep, so I pointed at a pillow on the floor and said 'there.' So he threw up on my pillow, and then he asked me what he should do with it.

After the seizure is done, I drag myself back to the bed and instantly pass out.

When I wake up, I notice that it feels damp and sticky between my legs. The guy I had slept with is still fast asleep next to me. That was my worst ever one night stand."— no_objections_here on Reddit."I went to a university on a small campus on the east coast of Canada.I could release my pent up sexual energy on him and not have to worry about attachments because he would be gone before too long. At this point in the story, you should know that I have a very minor seizure disorder and that I can feel one coming on several minutes before it happens.After a long night of flirting, we go back to his hotel and have another couple drinks in his hotel room. I go out for a smoke, make it up two flights of stairs before I give up trying to make it back to the room, lay down on a landing, and have a seizure.My first thought is that I must have had my period all over the hotel sheets. I lift up the sheet to see that I had, in actuality, shit myself. I want to hurry the sheets downstairs to housekeeping but I can't do that without waking him. It was a very small and tight knit community, and had a great party scene.I scooped all the sheets up in a bundle and rushed them downstairs to be cleaned. So one night I was at the campus bar, and I ended up hooking up with this hot guy from one of my philosophy classes.Since it was so cold, we both had to partially keep our clothes on.