One night about a year ago, I went out with some friends and got shitfaced. They were heading home at about 4AM and the blow in my pocket was telling me that I wasn't ready for bed. So, I went to a local dive bar. I had a couple of drinks when this moderately attractive chick walks in by herself. While it was 5AM and I was all blown out, I had the urge to get laid. So, I started talking to her and this chick wasn't too bright. Long story short, we end up back at her place. Her house is a fucking dump. There is shit scattered all over the place. It was a scene out of Iwin's trailer girl pics. I didn't really care at the moment. I just wanted my nut and I was out. The girl takes me into her bedroom. She shoves me onto the bed and tears my clothes off. She basically rapes the shit outta me. It was the most violent fuck I've ever had. She tears her clothes off and slams herself on my cock over and over again. It was nothing short of purely barbaric. Anyway, afterwards, I'm just sitting there and she starts telling me about her mother that had just passed away. I don't want to hear it. I'm worn out after a long night of partying. I tell her that I have to get going. She gets surprised. She asks me when she's going to see me again. I say "I don't know. Call me." She goes crazy. At this point, we're in the kitchen. She pulls a fucking knife out of the drawer and says, "You're not going to answer. Do you think you can just come over here and fuck me and that's it?" I'm like... "Woah. Woah. Woah. What?" I got sober really quick. I end up talking her down and she puts the knife down. I got the fuck out of that place quick. And LOL. The crazy bitch actually tried to call me a couple days later. That's my most fucked up hookup ever.
