by Cristina

Gender: Female
Age: 26
Race/ethnicity: Hispanic
Location: Peru
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
Occupation: Photographer
Relationship status: Single
Religious affiliation: Grew up in a Catholic family
How religious are you? A little
Sexual orientation: Mostly heterosexual
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 11-14 aprox
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? None

So I Was Dropping Acid On My Best Friend’s Wedding When…

How long ago did this hookup happen? 2 months ago

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…)? One night stand

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 met (let’s call him) Pedro that same night. I didn’t know anyone at the wedding, because my friend has lived in Quito for a few years now, and I was just there (literally JUST got there from the airport 20 minutes before she walked the aisle) only to be present at her wedding. I hadn’t seen her or her life in a few years. I liked Pedro right off the bat. My friend group-introduced me to maybe 10 people, and I was being all awkward, and he made an effort to talk to me. Plus, he looked good in a suit. It was one of those well fitted ones that a lot of guys here still refuse to wear. A guy in a well-fitted suit is always attractive.

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? There was no planning. There was, however, acid. As I mentioned, I didn’t know anyone there except for my friend who just got married, and… you know, she was busy getting married and being a bride, so I couldn’t really follow her around everywhere. So I was trying to hang out with her group of friends, who turned out to be really nice and also filled to the brim with all kinds of drugs. One offered me half a tab of acid (which I had only done once) and I remember just thinking “fuck it” and taking it.

It made my brain explode right when I was talking to my friend’s older brother and his very proper wife. I couldn’t stop talking, making jokes, and thinking that my eyes felt enormous. It was a few hours into that experience that this guy, who had been flitting around me all night, kissed me. Or maybe I kissed him? This part is a little on the hazy side.

What happened DURING the hookup? What sexual behaviors took place (e.g., oral, vaginal, anal, kinky stuff)? How did you feel during it? Did you have an orgasm? Did your partner(s)? How did they behave toward you? Were they a good lover? What did you talk about? How did it end? At some point during the kissing we decided to head downstairs. The wedding took place in this common area in a building complex, and if you climbed down these side stairs there was this indoor pool area that wasn’t being used. The door was open, and we just decided to get in. I remember thinking that the water was the exact same temperature as the room, so it didn’t really feel like we were getting wet at all. So there we were, butt naked in the middle of this pool that was easily accessible to anyone who wanted to look around, with this guy that I had met only a few hours ago, in my friends wedding reception where I didn’t really know anyone other than her parents. 

The sex was… fine. Honestly, pool sex is never that good– water is the worst lubricant EVER. The next day my vagina would be just so angry at me. To be honest, I don’t remember him cumming at all. I don’t think I did either. I’m usually more of a giver, but for some reason (acid, maybe?) I did not give a flying fuck if this guy was having a good time or not, I was completely focused on myself. I was hyper aware of the floating sensation of the pool. The perfect temperature. The sex was okay, but the pool was fucking awesome.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? As far as I know, we didn’t take any precautions. I almost punched myself in the face the next day, because I’m usually not that careless. We discussed nothing. I had to take the morning after pill and hoped this guy didn’t have herpes or something. (He didn’t, I got checked out).

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? I think that it was a combination of factors. I had JUST been broken up with by this guy I had been dating for a few months, and was pretty bummed about it. Also, greeeaaat socializing in a party that I didn’t know anyone. And, first and foremost, you know… acid.

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? Half a tab of acid and about a million liters of alcohol. Quito parties, man.

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? I ended up going home with him. When I came back to the party, it was a couple hours later, maybe like 6am, and there was NO ONE there. I had expected to come back to a rager, but everyone had moved on. None of my things were there either (reminder: I arrived directly from the airport to the wedding) because my friend, who couldn’t find me, asked a few of HER friends to take all my shit with them so as not to leave them there or take them to the hotel where she was spending the night with her brand new husband. So it was just me in my wet dress, my pantyhose bunched up in one hand, and this guy. 

Waking up the next day was… fucked up. I was completely disoriented. I remember the first thing I noticed was that his bedsheets had soccer balls in them and I was like “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED LAST NIGHT”. (Thankfully, he was a grown man, just with a predilection for a 5 year old’s soccer ball bedsheets).  My phone wasn’t working because I was in another country, so I had to ask him to contact my friend to pick me up. We waited, and he was very sweet. Kept cuddling with me, and offering me breakfast. He was a good guy. I felt better by the time my friend called to say she was outside. 

I borrowed some sweatpants from Pedro and walked out with him to meet my friend. I was expecting her and her husband, but then I was mortified (I cannot express the level of HOLYSHIT MORTIFIED) to find my friend’s MOTHER driving the car. She smiled and giggled, and my newly married friend laughed and shrugged her shoulders, and for a few minutes I secretly wished I could’ve murdered/suicide myself out of this situation. This woman had seen me grow up and I had ONE NIGHT STAND basically written on my forehead. Talk about a walk of goddamn shame. 

Pedro became very persistent about seeing me again after that, but I wasn’t really into it. When I left to go back to Lima a couple days later, he wrote me a message that said “I miss you”. I guess it was sweet, but I thought it was bullshit. We barely knew each other. There was nothing to miss.

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? I told a few of my friends. They all laughed and made fun of me a little bit. They were glad for the entertaining story, and happy I was trying to move on from the other guy that dumped me. They all asked me, however, to use some protection next time.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? Definitely consensual. In the context of the party, I think we were both very up for it.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? Not really. It makes for a good story, and it was fun despite not being the best sex ever.

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? It was only after my last serious boyfriend (whom I broke up with a couple years back) that I started taking sex a little more casually. And nights like these make me want to experience things a little more. I’m 26, and if it makes me feel good, there’s no reason why I shouldn’t do it. Unfortunately, Perú is a very conservative place, so this view isn’t as popular or as accepted as it might be in the States. Things have to be kept on the down low so as not to be intensely slut shamed on a daily basis.

All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Fairly positive
All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? A little negative

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