I was dating two girls very casually in two cities and I had sex with both of them several times in 2 weeks.
It was a no-strings-enjoy-yourself-kinda-thing between both of them, they never found out about each other.
Then I got an STD and I couldn’t figure out which one of them did it and I had to tell both of them.
It’s too bad, the redhead was amazing in bed.

—None

Aftermath: I still don’t know which one of them had it first.

I went out to dinner with my boyfriend, his sister and her boyfriend. On the way home, she asked me if I wanted to have sex with her and her boyfriend. I said, “No,” politely. When I told my boyfriend, he said I should do it if I wanted to.

—Anonymous

Aftermath: I broke up with him four days later in a “Dear John” letter. I could never face him without feeling like I needed a shower.

After journeying across country for a visit, he tried to go down on me and instead stuck his balls in my face. When I realized the musky smell was from lack of hygiene, I slept on the couch the rest of the visit.

—Taylor

Aftermath: When I got home, we exchanged a few texts but he got the hint with my lack of communication and disgust when he mentioned having sex with him again.

We were dating for about a year when he said he wanted to go to his home country for the holidays “to be with the people close to his heart.” After coming back, he proudly declared he got baptized and couldn’t have premarital sex anymore. One of the major reasons I was with him was sex.

—Inna

Aftermath: Two weeks later he saw me by a plush restaurant with a tall handsome guy, helping me out of his Porche. My ex called me about 15 times, but I never answered.

When he told me his only sex partner was the stepsister he had been raised with. I figured he was over her, but he never slept in the same bed with me, even after the marriage.

—Notadopting

Aftermath: After I left he stalked me for 6 months and then moved in with his sister.