Meet Me at the Station

by Aphrodite

What’s your gender? Woman
How old are you? 62
What’s your race/ethnicity? White / Caucasian
What continent do you live on? North America
What country and/or city do you live in? Hudson NY
Highest education received: Post-graduate degree (eg., MA, MS, PhD, JD, MD)
What’s your occupation? Self Employed
What’s your current relationship status? Im single leaning strongly towards poly and enjoy multiple unique relationships with terms decided upon by each situation
Religious affiliation: Not at all religious
How religious are you? Not at all
What’s your sexual orientation? Mostly heterosexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexuality or sexual identity? Im open to exploring whatever is sexually safe ,consensual and appealing to both/all
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 50+
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? None

Meet me at the Station

How long ago did this hookup happen? June 2016

What was your relationship status at the time? Single

How would you best classify this hookup? First Meeting

How long did you know the person before this hookup? For less than 6 months

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? We shared a 99% match on a dating site. He intensity and eyes grabbed at me through the ether. There was a visceral attraction to the way he described his work as an artist, how he can command materials to his will and his own attraction to the erotic on a daily basis. His pale, dark rimmed irises looked into mine, and held them. It was compelling. I kept going back to his profile.
He’s very busy, and so am I. It was a while that we corresponded daily through texts and email, and fairly soon into the correspondence, he asked if he could send me a cock shot. I said sure, I really wasn’t sure about how Id feel about it, but in a new decision to be more sexually open it seemed like the right thing to do – and I would happily reciprocate with something as intimate as soon as I could get myself organized, positioned and well-lit at the other end of an Iphone). Decades of martial arts leave an indelible stamp; mentally and physically. His cock stood proudly erect of his hard, flat abdomen, as beautiful as the rest of his body. Pale taut skin over a deep pink, and lightly veined as finger tracings, a glistening, beckoning offer. This had all the makings of a very exciting opportunity.

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? He works all day in the City. It’s hot, hard dusty work. He begins at 7:00am with the trades. I live 100 miles North of the City. He would take a train and I would meet it. He would either get the last train home or stay over and I would take him to the morning 5:30am bleary eyed and wasted. I made some preparations. Firstly, to prepare to meet someone for what was, after all, a specifically stated sexual liaison. How best to do that? I decided to meet him as the love goddess might, openly, and to melt into his body when he reached out to hug me – as he said he would. The love goddess also needed to check out her lingerie supply and ensure that, should all go according to plan, what was underneath was as tempting as it’s silk covering. I live in a John Deere county, not a La Perla county. It took some internet searching to find just the right ensemble. He asked me not to shower and get “dressed up” to meet him when he came off the train, after a long, hot, dusty day at work. He wanted to smell me as I was at the end of the day, and asked if that was weird or unusual. I thought not. Napoleon had famously written to his Empress Josephine asking her not to bathe for three days before his return from battle..I could deal with not showering since 8:00am.

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 met the train. It was late. No amount of money to Amtrak seems to ensure a reliable service. I was impatient, nervous, apprehensive and excited. He was one of the last to get off the train. We saw each other and smiled. He held out his arms as I relaxed into his body and found his lips. He was clearly surprised, but to his credit, responded immediately, and passionately – his tongue finding my open mouth and his hands cupping my ass as he pulled me into him. We said very little as I drove the few miles home. It was humid, hot and black rain clouds were chasing us through the country roads. We reached my house, and sat outside for a while. He talked about advertising for a lover in the days before the internet. He had been a younger man in Paris and found many older women able and ready to support a young artist while they enjoyed each others bodies. We were both nervous, he took my hand and to my surprise noted that it was trembling . We went inside, leaving the heat and humidity behind. Sensing that a little relaxation was needed, we decided to fill a pipe with some smoke, and each took a long hit, or two. The couch wasn’t doing it for me. I suggested we go upstairs, and went ahead to show him the way to the bedroom. We were naked before very long. He wanted to look at me and I him. His hands moving all over my body, his lips on mine. He was a great kisser. Long, wet, smooth soft and nibbling kisses on my mouth,face, neck ears and breasts.
He explored every inch of my pussy, stroking, licking, sucking – his hands pulling me into his mouth as if he couldn’t get enough of me. Then he inserted his fingers into my pussy and ass simultaneously. I started to orgasm. Wave after wave welled up which I quelled before beginning again. Riding his fingers, his mouth – the feeling of his beard between my legs, an incredible turn on. Im not sure when I stopped orgasming. But it was his turn. I started to suck and nibble on his beautiful cock. The pictures didn’t do it justice. I massaged it up, down, around – gently manipulating the skin around his balls – cupping them in my hand and feeling for the sweet spot just behind them – massaging tiny circles and then getting bigger, stronger tapping pressure, as his cock throbbed under my attention. We explored each other for hours. Then because we needed to be up by 4:30 to get him to the first train we decided to sleep. He couldn’t sleep with me, so I suggested he go into the bedroom across the hallway which I had made up. When he awoke in the morning, he came back into my room and took the sheet covering me, off. “I need another lick,” he said opening my legs and pushing a pillow under my hips. His nose on my clit, his insistent tongue opening me – and the softness of his beard made me even wetter than I had been the night before.

How sexually satisfying was this hookup? Very

Did you have an orgasm? Yes, more than one

Did your partner have an orgasm? Yes, one

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? We are totally enmeshed in the beginnings of a new passion. We have plans to continue to see, explore travel and be with each other. He will retire in a couple of years somewhere closer to me. We want to grow older knowing each other and become better lovers as we do.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? (Check all that apply) Withdrawal, Condoms, Discussed STI testing history, Exchanged recent STI test results

What were your motives for this hookup? Fun, pleasure, horniness, Attraction to partner(s), Learning new things, experimenting, Emotional intimacy, closeness, connection, Hoping or expecting it would lead to something more, Thought it was an important experience to have

How intoxicated were you? Small amount of alcohol or drugs, not enough to feel it

What substances did you consume? Marijuana, hashish

How intoxicated was your partner? Small amount of alcohol or drugs, not enough to feel it

What substances did your partner(s) consume? Marijuana, hashish

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? Very

Did your partner(s) consent to this hookup? They gave enthusiastic consent

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? My oldest girl friend and I talked about it. She’s known me for 38 years. She thinks that the only problem might be that we arr are too similar…

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? It was hot and exceeded all possible imagined expectations

What was the WORST thing about this hookup? It was over too quickly

Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? No

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

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

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? I am living a sex positive life. Have a daily erotic practice and think more people should be open to that.

What do you think about the Casual Sex Project? Great idea! You get the responses you need and we get some great reading.

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