by GingerMinx


Gender: Female
Age: 39
Race/ethnicity: Caucasian
Current location: U.S.
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
Occupation: Self-Employed
Relationship status: In an LTR, Common Law
Religious affiliation: None – Raised Mormon
How religious are you? Not at all
Sexual orientation: Mostly heterosexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexual orientation/sexuality better/best? Mostly men, but I do love women
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 40+
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? Several

Exhibitionism On a Sunny Afternoon

How long ago did this hookup happen? 1997-ish

How would you best classify this hookup (e.g., one-night stand, fuck-buddies, friends-with-benefits, booty call, sex with an ex, short fling; paid sex…)? Fuck-buddies

Tell us about your PARTNER(S). What did they look like? How well did you know them, had you hooked up before? How/Where did you meet them? How did you feel about them before the hookup? (See “Tongue Rings Are Fantastic” & “Cum on My Window” for more Curtis experiences)
Curtis. Rockabilly. Biker Dude. Bartender. Kindest person you’d ever meet, but get him turned on and he was kinky as hell. Just knowing I was going to see him made my lady parts shudder with anticipation.  Hands down numero uno on my somewhat long list of fuck-buddies. If I saw him again today, all these years later, I’m fairly certain he could point his hands at me like spiderman casting his web, and I would cum on command. We had nothing in common but sex & I liked it that way.

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? I first met Curtis while he was bartending. White T-shirt, cigarettes rolled up in his sleeve, hair slicked back, wallet chain hanging out of his jeans pocket; the works.  He and I had been hooking up for a while now & having fun.  He had a girlfriend and I was dating a bunch of other guys so there were no strings between us. 
Curtis and I were talking one afternoon when I had a day off work and he mentioned he was working the front door at the pool hall.  I’m not sure who’s idea it was but I decided to go over & visit him, just to say hi……………..Who am I kidding?  Anytime I went to visit Curtis I knew I was gettin’ laid.  We literally had nothing to talk about with each other. Except maybe fuckin’.

What happened DURING the hookup? What sexual behaviors took place (e.g., oral, vaginal, anal, kinky stuff)? How did you feel during it? How did they behave toward you? Were they a good lover? What did you talk about? How did it end? I get there and we stumble through a few attempts at conversation before I suggest we go in the bathroom and bang. Leave it to Curtis to one-up my suggestion and dare me to fuck him in the hallway instead.  I didn’t see this as much of a dare, because the bar was pretty dead at 3pm in the afternoon, and the hallway was facing a street that didn’t get a lot of foot traffic during the day. Plus I had never had sex anywhere that could be considered “public” before, so my deviant mind issued an immediate order for my mouth to shout YES! before I even had a chance to realize what I’d said.
Game On, Curtis.  I’ll teach YOU to issue a dare to this sex crazed kitten…
I didn’t even have time to think.  Curtis jumped out of his chair and threw me up against the hallway wall before I could blink. We pretty much skipped the kissing part. He lifted up my summer dress, made me lick his fingers, and began to finger me.  I was a bit more flexible in those days so I was able to put my left ankle on his 6′ shoulder while he thrust his fingers in and out.  (I admit.  I put the leg up to show off and to get him hard more quickly.  He loved it when I did stuff like that.) I specify left ankle, because that was the leg closest to the door and thus, when that first random person walked by (Oh. Shhhhhhit.) They got an eye full. 
Yep.  Of all the streets in all the city, people had to pick today to suddenly start walking down this street right before Curtis turned me around and started to take me from behind. It was maybe only 7 or 8 people who walked by, but when you’re facing a wall with your ass sticking out, your dress pulled up over your neck and a guy is entering you from behind while he has his hands cupping your tits, 7 or 8 people feels like hundreds.
This was another of those moments in my life where I realized that maaaaaybe I wasn’t like a lot of girls.  Because when I saw these people walk by, did I stop?  Did I get embarrassed? Did I hide myself and rush to put my dress back on?  Nope.  I kept on letting Curtis do me from behind.  I liked it.  It was fun.  I wasn’t going to climax, I already knew that, but it was so much fun. I can still remember one guy did a double take as he walked by and then poked his head back in to get a second look before he scurried away…. I’m so relieved no one called the cops.

Did you have an orgasm? Did your partner(s)? I didn’t.  He removed the condom and came on my ass so, yes.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? He always wore a condom.

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? I guess you could say it was a dare.  Curtis also said he had to do me in the hallway because he could get fired if he left the front door unattended.  Hahaha! Well; I guess technically he didn’t.

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? No.

What happened AFTER the hookup? How did you feel about it? What are your expectations/hopes for the future with this person? How do you feel about them now? It ended like most of our escapades ended. Orgasm(s) occurred, we got dressed, he’d say something gentlemanly like “Thanks, sweetie!” I’d say something like “Thank you right back!” and I left with a crazy smile on my face.
God bless you, Curtis. You beautifully nasty creature, you.

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? I’ve told a couple people whom I trust won’t judge me.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? It was always consensual with Curtis.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? Nope

What was the BEST thing about this hookup? How about the WORST? Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? BEST:  Now I had a “sex in public” story to add to my memory bank.
WORST:  Not a thing.

All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Very positive

All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? Not at all negative

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