Ever walked in on something by accident?

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Sure, why not.

I went on a road trip with a friend so he could visit some of his family a few years ago. Turns out he was dating his cousin's friend, and my car was the only one that would make it there. He neglected to tell me any of this however. So I drove twelve hours straight to get there, then after we checked in, I went to find a store to pick up some drinks for the hotel mini fridge.

I guess I should first mention that we'd taken this trip before and, based on prior experience, I figured the next step was sleep followed by a good breakfast at his Grandmothers house the next morning.
So, back at the hotel, drinks in hand, I headed up to the room and walked on in.

It was then that I learned the real reason for this trip..



Now, what followed could have been a situation where I could have seen some movement in his bed, recognized what was going on, and left on that note with no long lasting effect... This, however, was apparently too much to ask for.



No, what I walked into was a room with articles of clothing strewn about every corner. On my bag lay a pair of panties and one sock. On the t.v., conveniently muted, was a porno, three guys railing some chick. And there, as the centerpiece of this scene, lay the hairiest arse mine eyes have ever had the misfortune to gaze upon. This was, to my horror, the friend that I'd known (or so I thought) for nearly a decade. In front of him, upon all fours, was the lady, at the time unknown to me but for this short encounter, with a dick in her rear... It was a fairly unflattering introduction to say the least.

At this point, hardly an instant after entering this hell, the lady made an "attempt" to dive to the floor in between the two beds that still haunts me to this day. In one quick motion she rolled towards the gap, taking him with her. This semi-failed act has forever burned into my mind an image vaguely similar to a looney toons fight sequence; mostly a blur, with momentarily clear and distinct views of arms, legs, breasts, and testicles flailing about as the two tumbled over in the least graceful motion I've ever witnessed. The event that unfolded as a result of this dive may explain my interest in physics and may very well have led to my return to higher education. As the two reached the edge of the bed, the lady grabbed hold of the blanket. As the blanket slid off the bed after them, there was a whipping effect on the end of the blanket. It was not at all unlike the end of a bullwhip as it accelerates at an staggering rate. Near the edge of this blanket, riding the wave like a 12" rubber Kelly Slater, was a purple dildo that I can only hope and pray belongs to that woman. Upon reaching the edge of the bed, whip motion at it's peak, this toy was launched towards me as if it were a missile dropped from the Enola Gay herself. With an accuracy that even NASA would be proud of, this toy struck me squarely in the center of the chest head first and, swinging upward, ended with a rubber balls strike to the jaw... On that note after what felt like an hour, though likely no more than three seconds after it began, one of the most traumatizing moments of my life was over. I turned around and walked out. To this day neither of us have spoken a word about it to each other.

His Grandmothers breakfast was indeed good the next morning and the next night I actually hooked up with his cousin and dated for quite a while. I've got a lot of mixed emotions about that trip and it likely will never be forgotten.


I apologize for the length, but as this is my first time recounting these events outside of my head I thought it would be best to clearly explain how the situation played out through my eyes.

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I have walked in on friends having sex with chicks probably two dozen times counting college, fraternity house, and post college roommates. Most involve sluts I don't really remember.

The most recent event though was this one time post college, we had this weird house I had to walk through an open hallway connecting to a friends' room to leave. (it was a converted 2nd living room)

I woke up for work and was walking past his room and one of my wife's best friends was riding him completely naked. We noticed each other, she stopped humping but remained sitting straight up on top of him, made direct eye contact, neither said a word, and I turned my head and went about my merry way.

The guy and I joke about this often, as I didn't see any parts of him besides a laughing face and shirtless torso.

Both the male and female were in my wedding and are dear friends.

The female and I have never spoken of this event.

We both know I have now seen her tits in their full glory bouncing mid-coitus

ETA:

But everyone has seen me naked. I am a naked drunk.

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Near the edge of this blanket, riding the wave like a 12" rubber Kelly Slater, was a purple dildo that I can only hope and pray belongs to that woman. Upon reaching the edge of the bed, whip motion at it's peak, this toy was launched towards me as if it were a missile dropped from the Enola Gay herself. With an accuracy that even NASA would be proud of, this toy struck me squarely in the center of the chest head first and, swinging upward, ended with a rubber balls strike to the jaw.

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