u/fuzzyferret5

So I met Samuel (fake name for the sake of his privacy ) (28 yr old) On bumble on April 25th today is may 8th. We talked ALOT and he seemed super thoughtful , well put together and like a kind person. We talked about life and he would send paragraphs of info so we would have these long exchanges, he never even initiated anything sexual I was the first one to hint a it. But once I did he was sending paragraphs and texting me a lot about the things he wanted us to do in detail. I was so excited to meet him, he did seem pretty excited to fuck but I thought it was just because he was a guy who liked me. The plan over text was to check into his hotel downtown, and hangout before going out to dinner, I had a flight the next morning and he offered to let me stay at the hotel and take me to the airport. I didn’t have anyone else to drive me so I took him up on the offer since he seemed safe and comfortable over text. I’m not sure why it didn’t click before that he was visiting but I wasn’t aware that he didn’t live in the area until I met him, and the hotel started to make since. He picks me up at my house and we drive to down town talking about growing up. When we got closer to the hotel he started fingering me, I had to pull his hand away and flirtatiously tell him to save it for later. I was excited to meet him but this felt way too soon no kissing no lead up, I was talking about my neice and nephews 💀. We get to the hotel and check in and on the way he lets me know how bad he wants me. When we finally get to the room we fuck like crazy to the point where my vagina hurt and is sore. I was out , it was too painful down there to do anything else. We go out to lunch and he is courteous and a gentleman. When we get back he did try to grab me where I was sorry and I would have to pull his hand away because it hurt. His freind arrives and we all start pre gaming, but the time we left I was on my second drink that has 3 shots in it so 6 shots total by the time we are in the car. Right when I finish that one he is pouring me another heavy cup. He also said we were picking up a freind he’d met, he said it was a girl and i was under the impression that it was a freind of his who he had a crush on or something in that realm. At the hotel we discussed how I liked threesomes and group sex and he hinted at “ depending on how the night goes” if we would have a threesome, I felt uncomfortable and unprepared when he brought this up, I had met with him to spend time with and go out with him. It felt weird to have a threesome with this girl I had never talked to and this guy I had just met but I told him we could see how it goes but my vagina was hurting so bad ,I had no intentions to have any more sex with this man. When we pick the other girl up I could immediately tell he’d never met her before and he went out of his way to get out of the car and greet her, unlike a freind just hopping in so we could get going. I start to talk with her because I had also realized on his texts for her he had put her name and age in his phone, which I’d done when chatting with multiple people on the apps. So I immediately knew he’d met her there. I started striking up a conversation with her because I felt bad he would put her in this position. Hoping in a car full of strangers and another girl with a guy she was supposed to be going on a date with. When I get the chance as we are walking into the restaurant I tell her we should talk together in the bathroom. ( he had also already handed her a drink with 3 shots and was encouraging her to drink it all before we went in ( he did offer to help ) . When her and I had a chance to talk in the bathroom we were shocked. He had matched with her on bumble and he didn’t tell her that I would be with him and she expressed how confused and crazy it was. She told me that they had been talking for a little bit and sexting. He was really playing us both. Throughout the meal he kept offering us shot AFTER shot , and a pretty strong weed pen. It felt intentional. After a couple bathroom meetups throughout dinner she was able to have her friends come pick her up and gave us an Irish goodbye. The boys didn’t say anything for awhile about her leaving. I asked him to text her and make sure she got home safe because that felt like something he should be concerned about. He was unsure but I insisted for him to. I had already confirmed with her on my end that she was safe because we added each other on instagram on our first bathroom meetup. I wanted to see if he even cared that she’d left and showed any concern regarding her safety,since he had been pushing drinks on drinks. He didn’t seem to. We proceed to stay for an hour more and since I could feel the judgment of her decision from the other men, I didn’t want them to know that her and I knew what was up and were aware what was happening. They talked about bitcoin for the entire hour. Pure torture. Finally we left and when we got back to the hotel his freind dropped us off as well as his other pal ( freind A was the driver B got dropped off with us) him and freind B were catching up out front and I went to the room under the excuse I had to pee. I quickly gathered my things , rinsed off and hopped in bed to pretend to sleep. I set my alarms for 4:30 but ended up waking up around 3:00 due to sheer anxiety about the situation. It felt like this was a different person than who I’d been texting. When I got out of bed at around 3:30 I grabbed my clothes to change into and got ready fast and quietly in the bathroom. I had even made to sure to get out of the bed with the least movement possible and I had never been so quite in my life opening and closing the door and moving around the bathroom. Even keeping the lights off. Somehow he still woke up. I told him thank you for everything and I blamed my early exit on anxiety for missing my plane and not wanting to disturb him since he had so much to drink. What was really erie was when I was walking out the door he went from a soft whisper to a loud deep voice saying his goodbyes and how we should see each other again and to text him with an update. The change in tone set off yet another alarm bell in my head and I ran to the elevator to get out of there.
I’m writing this at the airport. I’m still confused and feel so many ways about the situation, I don’t know if I have the right to feel a bit violated because he was consensual but it was just such a mind boggling thing, I want to mention I ended up faking about 4 shots dumping them out next to me so I could keep my wits about me. Even then he still was pushing them. I want to know if this is something normal or if this guy has some secret intentions I was able to dodge.