A Filthy Exhibition

by IsabellaCunnie

Gender: Female
Age: 42
Race/ethnicity: White
Location: Scotland
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
Occupation: Freelance Researcher
Religious affiliation: Athiest
How religious are you? Not at all
Sexual orientation: Mostly heterosexual
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A Filthy Exhibition

How long ago did this hookup happen? 2 months

How would you best classify this hookup (e.g., one-night stand, fuck-buddies, friends-with-benefits, booty call, sex with an ex, paid sex; something else.): Something Else! 🙂

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? He’s average looking, but strong! We met at a bus station when a blind date of mine went wrong. I was panicking because it didn’t look like I was getting on the 12 o’clock bus due to a whole load of teenagers, and I just wanted to get home. However the long and short of it was, he stood by me and we both got on the bus and that was August 2013. We exchanged numbers and met up for coffee and conversation a few times. I was seeing someone at the time and am generally monogamous so nothing happened between us until I split with the lovely guy I was seeing. It was then that he made his move.

He’s great company, intelligent, funny, and well educated, I liked him!

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? We met for lunch to catch up, discuss ideas, discuss anything that comes to mind really, including an essay I’m writing, and to fuck though that’s never a given. I can’t remember whose idea it was to meet, sometimes he suggests it and sometimes I do and our only plan was lunch, at least that was my only plan, anything else is a bonus.

We had lunch, chatted, flirted and then it was time to go.  As we were walking through the courtyard he took my hand and told me he wanted to show me something, we walked towards a wall of doors, took a left and entered into what could have been an old stable, we took another left into a room.  Up against 3 of the walls was old metal shelving covered with old containers, bell jars and an assortment of metal objects all covered with what could have been a mixture of soot and stoor, anyway the whole room was filthy! On the fourth wall was a sink unit with draining board and in the middle of the room on a metal operating table was stuffed sheep minus its head, all that was left were the flaps of its neck almost smeared on to the metal table. It almost felt like we were revisiting a scene from a bombed out village and we were returning to remind us of all that we’d lost.

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? I barely got time to digest what I was looking at when he pulled me in close and started kissing me, and before long I was ordered down on my haunches (No way I was getting on my knees, the whole place was filthy – including the atmosphere at the time) as he pulled out his cock and gently put it in my mouth. I have a bit of an oral fixation and love having a hard cock in my mouth. After sucking and licking and forcing my throat on it he pulled me up, pulled up my skirt, put his hands in my lacey undies and finger fucked me until I started to squirt all over his hand, down my legs creating a puddle on the floor and soaking my undies and the back of my skirt. He smiled at me, and delightedly told me I’d made my mark on the exhibition.

He told me to get up on the draining board, which like the rest of the exhibition was filthy, but I did anyway, even though I had a dry clean only jacket with white sleeves similar to those of a varsity jacket on. However I didn’t really care at that point, I positioned myself over his cock and lowered myself on; it was a little bit of an awkward fuck but lovely nonetheless. I think we both felt as if we were going to be caught as we could here voices outside and so brought the proceedings to a halt. I adjusted myself and we walked out giggling. I had to walk across the courtyard (which is of a fair size) passing people as we did looking slightly bedraggled, with a cum soaked skirt, which was ripped up the back. I was thankful that he didn’t tell me about the skirt until we got round the corner and into my flat. Once in the flat I very quickly found myself without clothes and down on my knees sucking his cock again. He never goes down on me, I think cause he has a tiny tongue, and one of the reasons he will never be more than a fuck buddy.  He is a good lover in all other aspects.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? I hate to say that we did not use or discuss the risk of STIs and we did not take precautions, guess we got too carried away though I know that’s not really good enough. However I do get checked regularly.

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? We hooked up to have lunch and talk about what we were up too and various ideas we have. I was hoping we’d end up fucking!

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? We both had a glass of wine and 2 gins over a period of say 2 hours.

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? After the hook up he went on his way and I got on with my day. I had a friend coming over and she passed him on the stairs as she was coming up and him going down, she knows who he is and made a cheeky quip as she passed him.

How did I feel about the hook up? Great it was loads of fun with a smart funny man! I don’t have any expectations of him at all, I really like him and we’ve fucked a couple of times since, but if I were never to fuck him again I wouldn’t have a negative affect on my self! How I feel about him know? I respect and admire the person he is; I always would unless he treated me with disrespect.

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? I talked to my friend about it that came up after the meet and a few others.  The reactions varied from ‘you filthy bitch’ to surprise and slight shock.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? It was most definitely consensual. Was it planned, well I didn’t plan it and I’m not sure if he did either, but he may well have done but I’ll never know cause I’ll never ask.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? I have no regrets what-so-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? The best thing about the hook up was the spontaneous sex in the filthy exhibition and the worst was the food! I wouldn’t say that it has changed my view of casual sex but it’s something I’ll continue to do when the opportunities present themselves. As for how it made me feel about myself, it was positive affirmation that I can enjoy sex without having to become attached to the person, which for me is very liberating.

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 or anything else? I think I said it all!

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