What’s your gender? Man
How old are you? 54
What’s your race/ethnicity? White / Caucasian
What continent do you live on? North America
What country and/or city do you live in? Michigan
Highest education received: Some college (not currently in college)
What’s your occupation? Executive
What’s your current relationship status? Engaged/Married (monogamous)
How religious are you? Somewhat
What’s your sexual orientation? Heterosexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexuality or sexual identity? Adventurous. Experienced.
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 350+
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 8
How long ago did this hookup happen? June 25, 1993
What was your relationship status at the time? Single
How would you best classify this hookup? One-night stand
How long did you know the person before this hookup? Just met that day
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? I went to the club I normally patronized but for some odd reason that night I just wanted to sit at the bar and drink Coca-cola and admire the women. I had a good number of lady friends who asked me to dance with them, but I declined their invitations. Several friends, both men and women, sat and talked with me for short conversations, so I wasn’t just being a wall-flower. I just wanted to sit quietly and have an evening of observation.
When I entered into any social setting I would walk in far enough to make my presence known, then pause long enough to assess the situation. This is something that I have done since my mid to late teens, and it has served me well in many ways. This particular evening I arrived at the club around 8:45 p.m., which was just before the majority of the crowd started rolling in. As I sat at the bar, I watched the door with my peripheral vision in order to take notice of anyone special for any reason. I had been there for about a half hour when I noticed this young lady walk in with a few friends. Each of them were well dressed, almost as if they just got out of work in a high-paying office type position. The one I really noticed walked in third of the four of them. She was completely breath-taking in her appearance, and walked as if she could have been a professional model, smoothly but with a relaxed gait. I guessed her to be in her early to mid 20’s. Her hair appeared to be naturally red, was very thick, wavy (almost curly), and hung to the middle of her back. She had a fair amount of very light freckles, and her eyes were really bright green and mesmerizing. She was about 5’4″ tall, slender but muscular, and had an ass like J Lo at her prime. She danced with several men throughout the evening but politely repelled all advances as easily as a duck sheds water off its back. I wondered instantly about her womanly aroma, and about the flavor of her juices, and watching her kept my male member twitching for a couple of hours.
How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? After watching people, and especially her peripherally, and talking with several friends here and there for a couple of hours, I thought about inviting her to dance, and in fact started to get up to do so, then had another thought. Having noticed that she appeared to be uninterested in any normal advances men made, I decided to try something I had never thought of before, so I took a piece of paper and wrote the following note to her, which I still have in my possession:
“Please read this note through before looking me in the eyes.
When you walked into the bar this evening I noticed your hair, and then your mesmerizing eyes. And the way you walk just captivated me. You’ve turned down no less than a half dozen advances from men you danced with. I don’t want to dance with you. But when you look me in the eyes I will offer you my hand, then take you out to my car silently, then to my house and eat you for several hours on my bed. I don’t expect any returned favors. I just want to give you multiple intense orgasms until the sun comes up. If you agree, look into my eyes. If not, wad up this note and look back to your friends.
P.S. Let’s not talk at all. Just let me have my fill of eating you for the rest of the night.”
I walked up behind her as she sat at the table with her friends, then reached over her right shoulder and placed the note into left her hand so that she could read it right away. As she started to read it her friends looked at me inquisitively, then at her as she finished reading the note. One of her friends looked back at me with a sly smile a moment later. Then this lovely vixen lowered the her hand to rest it on the table while pausing, staring at the note and then at one of her friends. She then bent her neck backwards and looked me in the eye as she turned in her chair. I offered her my hand, she took my hand with the note still in hers, stood up and followed me silently out to my car hand in hand. I opened the passenger door for her to get in, then got in on my side. As we pulled out of the parking lot she started to say something but I put my finger to my lips as I looked her in the eyes and smiled. She smiled back, and seemed to relax with just the slightest bit of apprehensive tension as she sat back in the seat.
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? After the 15 minute drive to my house, during which we did not speak or have any overt communication, I indicated to her that I would open her door. I offered her my hand to aid her in exiting my car, which she accepted and quickly stood up, then stood on her toes to give me a slightly prolonged, soft kiss on my left cheek. I led her into the house and to my bedroom in the dark, and turned the bedroom lights on low-medium with the dimmer switch (I wanted to see her magnificent body in its entirety as I slowly disrobed her.)
I started by kissing the left side of her neck as I began to undo the buttons on her blouse, then slid it off her shoulders, following it with kisses down her left shoulder and arm, all the way to her wrist. With most of my kisses she quivered just a little, sometimes a lot. I laid the blouse on the treasure chest that was about four feet away from my bed, then turned back to her, took her right hand and kissed her from wrist to neck, giving her little nibbles along the way, causing her to quiver with nearly every touch. After nibbling on her neck for a moment while she began to moan softly, I stood up straight in front of her, took her face in my hands, looked deeply into her eyes to ensure our connection was established, then bent to kiss her slowly and passionately as we began our first embrace. She was an outstandingly good kisser, with wonderfully soft yet strong lips and an active tongue, with which she made to dance perfectly with mine. We made out standing up as I caressed her back, then began fondling her perky breasts (on the small side of B-cup, with small but very hard nipples, and her areolas were of almost the same shade as the rest of her skin.) After making out for several minutes like that, I slowly started rubbing her sweet derriere, kneading it firmly, first with just my right hand, then with both, then back to her breasts with my left hand.
She cooed softly as we made out, which was a huge turn on for me, and encouraged me to go on to the next step of undoing her belt, then the buttons on the fly of her slacks. I started kissing my way to her breasts as I knelt to my knees in front of her. With alternating soft finger strokes and light massaging squeezes, I worked my way around her breasts in an out-to-in spiral, waiting until I got to her nipples before flicking them with my tongue, then delicately sucked one then the other until I had each of her breasts nearly entirely in my mouth, twirling my tongue around her nipple while using as much suction as I could muster to swell them each in my mouth until she groaned in near orgasmic pleasure.
I maneuvered her to sit down on my bed as I took her slacks off her waist and down her legs, leaving her panties in place. After laying her slacks on top of her blouse, I placed my hands on her thighs, knelt down in front of her as she lay down on my bed, then proceeded to kiss her left knee, around to the back side of her calf as I raised her leg into the air, then down to her foot as I removed her knee high nylons. I spent a copious amount of time kissing and nibbling each of her feet while massaging the inside of her thighs with my left hand. I avoided actually touching her crotch but instead massaged around her pubic area (with hair that matched her head) until I was finished with her feet. There were several times that I thought she was going to have an orgasm just from this very intense foreplay, so I would alter the intensity just enough to bring her just to the edge before backing off, in hopes that she would explode when I finally dived tongue first to her pussy.
Going alternately up each leg until just before reaching her bikini panties I could smell her sweetness, and could see that her panties and my bed were absolutely drenched with her juices. I decided it was time to remove her panties, and did so with just my mouth, which sent her over the edge as I softly bit her on the left side of her pelvis at the front of the hip joint, causing her to have a screaming, nearly violent orgasm as she grabbed my head and shoved me face first into her still slightly covered pussy. I lapped up her juices for probably three minutes or so before removing her panties all the way. As my tongue touched her naked clitoris the first time she had another shattering orgasm with a very loud moan, twitching and quaking her entire body. I stayed with my face in her pussy for probably two hours before she said she couldn’t take any more. As I pulled away from her crotch I put my finger to my lips again, indicating that there was to be no more talking.
We climbed fully onto the bed and cuddled and made out for a while before I pulled her on top of my now bare chest and up to my mouth to eat her out some more. After another orgasm she stood up and turned around so that she could take my cock out of my pants and reciprocate the oral pleasures. We were in the 69 position for probably an hour while she had at least another dozen or so orgasms before she made me cum deep in her mouth, swallowing most of it.
After taking my semen in her mouth and having one more orgasm herself, she climbed off me, looked me in the eye with a satiated smile and indicated that she was done. She laid down next to me, we kissed and made out while looking each other in the eyes, and eventually drifted off to sleep as the sun came started to show its earliest morning light across the horizon. (I had a big, eastward facing picture window in my bedroom that look out over a 20 acre field.)
How sexually satisfying was this hookup? Very
Did you have an orgasm? Yes, one
Did your partner have an orgasm? Yes, multiple
What happened AFTER the hookup? How did you feel about it the next day? What are/were your expectations/hopes for the future with this person? How do you feel about them now? After sleeping until about 11:00 a.m., we rose, and before she tried to talk I made sure that she knew we were not to have any verbal conversation, which seemed to really turn her on. I then led her to the shower, knelt down and ate her to another orgasm while the water washed over her body, then washed her from head to toe before she gave me another blowjob and swallowed another load. She then washed me from head to toe. We dried each other off in silence before I went into the kitchen nude and prepared a breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage and toast. We sat looking into each others eyes, eating in silence.
At about 1:00 p.m., I wrote her a note asking where she needed to go. She wrote down her address, then I took her home. Before I got out to open her door she took the pen on my visor along with a piece of paper and wrote me this note, (which I still have in my possession):
“###-#### (phone number) I want you to fuck me tonight. Call me. My name is E……… Thank you for an unforgettable night.”
E. turned out to be a very sweet, kindhearted 22 year old woman, who worked as a paralegal. What I expected to be a one night stand actually turned into a FWB relationship for several years. E. and I had fun in and out of the bedroom, traveled several times together, and had mind blowing sex nearly every time we spent more than a few hours together. I was with her and her family the day her father died at home in hospice care, which strengthened our friendship in a way that neither one of us could have ever imagined. Oddly enough, she met a friend of mine and ended up marrying him. To this day he does not know what our relationship consisted of or even how we met. E. and I stopped having sex shortly after they met because they wanted to settle down and build a family together. I was there when they got married in 1997, and are still happily married today with seven children, who call me uncle.
E. will forever hold a special place in my heart, even though we haven’t seen each other nearly as much over the past few years.
What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? (Check all that apply) None, No penetrative sex happened
What were your motives for this hookup? Fun, pleasure, horniness, Attraction to partner(s), Learning new things, experimenting, Thought it was an important experience to have, While I was not trying to be dominant with her, I wanted to experiment with a pickup tactic in which I began with and maintained complete control of how it happened.
How intoxicated were you? Not at all (no alcohol or drugs)
How intoxicated was your partner? Small amount of alcohol or drugs, not enough to feel it
What substances did your partner(s) consume? Alcohol
How wanted was this hookup for you at the time? Very
Did you consent to this hookup at the time? I gave enthusiastic consent
How wanted was this hookup for your partner at the time? Somewhat
Did your partner(s) consent to this hookup? They gave enthusiastic consent
To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? She and I talked with some of her friends about that first night a few months later (not the ones she was with that night. They were intrigued as to why and how I could have the audacity to try that way to pick her up, and were surprised that she actually went with me, and even more surprised that we continued getting together, because she had only been with one other guy before that, and that was her boyfriend in high school, so it had been more than four years since her last time.
How would you best summarize people’s reactions about this hookup? Relatively positive
Did you get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? Not at all
Did your partner get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? Not at all
Do you regret this hookup? Not at all
What was the BEST thing about this hookup? S.I.L.E.N.C.E. The intensity of heightened sensitivity due to having no verbal communication when each of us knew we could. All the communication that night, except for when she told me she couldn’t handle anymore, was completely physical. Definitely on of the most intense carnal experience I’ve ever even imagined.
What was the WORST thing about this hookup? Nothing.
Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? I realized that night that the run-of-the-mill pickup lines are unnecessary, and are actually quite unsuccessful overall. Even when a woman is turning down advances left and right, she may still (or may not) be open if a man approaches her in a unique manner with non-arrogant confidence in himself.
All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Very positive
All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? Not at all negative
Anything else you want to add about this hookup? I think the experience of that night was probably the most intense sexual experience I have ever had. The electricity between us was undeniable and extreme.
What are your thoughts on casual sex more generally, the role it has played in your life, and/or its role in society? What would you like to see changed in that regard? Receiving my first blowjob at the ripe old age of 8 by one of the older neighborhood girls, I started masturbating pretty early. The first time I had penetrative sex was when I was 14, with a different one of the neighborhood girls, who was a year or so younger than me. She was already deflowered, and didn’t try to hide that fact. After that first coital experience, I became what some would call addicted to sex, and began having sex with several of the girls in my neighborhood. Since then I have been sexually active most years of my life, with only about 5 years excepted. I have been intrigued with how various people view non-committed sexual relationships, especially one night stands. I find that there have been times when it was super easy to pickup a woman for sex, while other times it seemed nearly impossible. I’ve thought sometimes that it was just me, at other times due to social fears because of media (news) stories about different things such as diseases and/or violent crimes. It is interesting to me that there can be so many different reasons for a “dry spell.”
I wish men would realize that when a woman says, “No,” that they should go looking elsewhere, instead of taking it too personally. I also would like to have the social stigmas erased, especially where women who enjoy multiple partners are concerned.
What do you think about the Casual Sex Project? I really like the forum aspect. I wish we could leave comments natively on the site instead of having to go through FB or other social media
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