Well here's one that happened not to long ago.
So there was this girl that I had hooked up with once before once that decided to come over and drink. My roomate started to give her drinks, and I started giving her drinks not knowing really that my roomate was giving her drinks. Needless to say she got pretty drunk. We're watching Cool Runnings and my roomate and another friend that come over go in the kitchen. The girl just gets on top of me and we start making out. My friend comes into the room and sees it and starts laughing so he gets my roomate to film on his iPhone me making out with her, while he stands behind and starts slapping her hard in the ass intentionally in the most awkward way possible. I started laughing. (Maybe I can get the footage up from my roomate) A little later i get up and walk back into the kitchen wher ethey went after and start laughing about it.
I go back into the living room and she's not there. So I walk into my room which is open and she's just laying there naked. She managed to do this pretty quickly somehow. So I just go for it. She starts like yelling and moaning to the point where my friend and roomate just leave, and they can her her from the middle of he road still. We do this for awhile and eventually I see blinking lights. It's a paramedic truck. I keep going. Then i hear a knock on the house door. I keep going. I hear another knock on the door. I stop, look out my window sneakily to see a paramedic knocking on the door. As I'm looking out the window the girls saying "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it". so i go back at it. She continues to make noise, and then i hear another knock, except this one's on my room door. "Hello, is anyone in there!" I hear. I then proceed to quickly get up and put on pants and open the door. FIVE paramedics somehow broke into my house and were standing outside of my bedroom door.
"Hello?" I say, stunned
"Is anyone in this apartment?" one of the paramedics said
"Well, I'm in the apartment"
The paramedics kinda look at each other, realizing what's going on.
"Well we got a phonecall from a mom saying that their son needed to go to the hospital. Is this apartment 30A?"
"No, this is apartment 30. 30A is upstairs"
"Oh"
So all the paramedics walk through my house out the backdoor and I follow.
"Is everything okay?" i ask.
"Yeah it's fine, he already left"
They didnt even check to see if he was there or not, they just said that. So I go back in and continue the deed while still thinking WTF just happened. Then she got on top and fell backwards while getting everything wet and fell asleep.
I got dressed and went back in the living room to see my other roomate and his 6 friends came over to smoke. So we ended up ordering pasta bread bowls from Dominoes.
Next morning she gets up and wonders why everythings wet, knowing full well she's what they call a "squirter". I barely talk to her and she leaves, taking her fucking baby dog she brought with her in a carriage that I made sure stayed in the living room because teh first time she came over she put the dog in my room and it shit on my floor and pissed on the bed.
Here's a pic of my friend who slapped her ass, holding the dog.