A VERY Happy New Year’s Hookup…With My Ex

by Marxie V.C.

Gender: Female
Age: 18
Race/ethnicity: African American-Caucasian
Location: Harlem, NY
Highest education received: Some college (currently in college)
Occupation: Unemployed Student
Relationship status: Single
Religious affiliation: None…
How religious are you? Not at all
Sexual orientation: Bisexual
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 12
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 0

A VERY Happy New Year’s Hookup…With My Ex.

How long ago did this hookup happen? Almost 6 months ago

How would you best classify this hookup? TOTALLY Sex with an Ex!

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? Well my partner and I were friends all the way back in high school. I was the nerd and he was the jock and we became friends when I started getting tutoring from his wrestling coach (a.k.a my 10th grade trigonometry teacher). Back then, he was this scrawny kid with braces, grease slicked hair, and always wore sweatsuits. Even with this attire, I thought he was cute! Anyways…after building a great friendship, I decided to transfer schools. This led to me and him not talking or seeing each other for most of the next year. It wasn’t until a casual meetup with friends before my 17th birthday that I was able to see him…and damn I still thought he was cute! When he saw that I was in the vicinity, he was just staring at me in awe. From then on, we started a romantic relationship. I thought he was kind, shy, funny, strong, and sexy. While we together, we shared a lot of shit. For starters, he was my first boyfriend. Also, he was a virgin. He lost it to me and it was one of the fuzziest, most intimate encounters I’ve ever had.
In regards to our sex life after that, it was great! He allowed me to be myself and try new things in the bedroom, all while getting sexual experience himself. We would fuck almost every time we visited each other and it was exhilarating. We were both still in high school so we boasted in the fact that we had such a strong sexual connection, but it was truly like no other. We would lay together for hours making love, telling stories, kissing, just being in love. And can I tell you that he has given me the best head thus far?????! Ughhhhhh everything, absolutely everything was great.

And then we broke up. Twice. It’s a long story but it was a typical “high school sweethearts go to college and fuck up” kind of break ups. He broke up with me in order to allow me freedom, freedom I admittedly wanted at the time. I was heartbroken. After a week, I had fucked my friend and blacked out at a college party. He was the first person I called the morning after. I ran to the city and he met me at the train station. We had got make up sex that day. And it was messy. We tried to make it work but my ex’s flaw was his controlling attitude, which lead to him being curious of my week being single. When he didn’t like what he heard, he labeled me dirty and that was my final straw. I broke up with him and I immediately hated myself for it. For three months, we rarely spoke. I had attempted some phone calls to reconcile as friends, but I only got harsh and cruel rebuffs.

Then December 28th came..

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? My birthday is December 30th and for my 18th birthday, I was planning to throw a house party. Two days before, I was sleeping over at a friend’s house when I received a call from my ex! I answered in a panic and he responded with a soft voice, a voice I had missed so much. He asked me if I was home and I replied no. He said he was dropping something off at my door but before I could ask more, he hung up. I immediately called home and my grandmother replied. I asked her to go to the door and see what was there. After a few moments, she returned to the phone and proceeded to tell me a custom made cake was the surprise gift! I was in shock- I thought he hated me and yet, he would barely speak to me. I flooded his phone with calls and texts, but I did not get a call back until the morning of my birthday. I once again answered in a panic, hoping that it would not be the call to ruin my birthday. However, he wanted to see me. So that I could finally talk to him. He came to my apartment two hours later and we took a long walk. The meeting was very awkward at first, but as the dialogue pushed in, I saw a change in mood. By the end of our time, we were joking and laughing like the good old days in high school. And then I started to cry like a little bitch! I couldn’t believe it but it was because it was obvious- I was still in love with him! I asked him if he loved me. He replied if I wanted him to prove it. I nodded. He proceeded to lean in, back me into the wall of my hallway, and kissed me. I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there but I had a party to plan! We parted and I proceeded to have a two-day party extravaganza that comes with turning 18!

In between the madness, my ex and I decided to meet on New Years Day. When January 1st rolled around, we decided to just travel around the city all day. It was one of the best days ever! We kissed, joked, made promises, shared dreams, and caught each other up on our lives. Eventually our travels led us to a little park in Chelsea. He sat down on the bench and I decided to straddle myself on top of him. We started to get all hot and heavy, with his hands grabbing my neck and feeling up my legs. I started grabbing his cock, in which he began to protest because we knew we would get aroused and have no place to screw. I agreed and playfully suggested a hotel. His response was receptive but he knew that most hotels won’t check in anyone under 21. However, I had knew that wasn’t true for all hotels and I made a bet that if I could find an affordable room that would check us in, he would have to buy the room. Not believing that I could win, he agreed. Within seven minutes, I had found the Holiday Inn around Columbus Circle. After this, shit got real because we actually decided to go through with the WHOLE idea for that night. We called our parents, gave our silly excuse to come home the next day, and made our way to the hotel.

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? We literally fucked throughout that night from 8 in the evening until 10 in the morning. We were so sexually frustrated so as soon as the room became ours, it was on. He stripped me of all of my clothing and proceeded to eat me out until I orgasmed. When I climaxed, he slid his tongue all over my body and we made out a lot. Eventually I got all of his clothes off and gave him oral until he was ready to fuck me. I can’t really explain how everything else went down but it was like, the best kind of melodramatic and nostalgic euphoria I could have experienced at the time. I felt lost in his body and I wanted to make him mine for as long as I could. He was really rough, a kind of rough that I was also attacking on him as well. I think it was because as civil as we were and as much as we were enjoying our hours of sex, the way we fucked was almost angry. He pounded into me and I felt like exploding each time. I wanted to crumple on the bed but he had moments where he would pound me until I gave out a loud cry. He would stop and cuddle me until I had relaxed. We talked but not too much. We also ate a lot of food too!

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? We just bought a 12 pack of condoms. We used about 8 of them but we totally did it a lot more without condoms (which I know is bad- I’m sorry!). We were just that comfortable….

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? Hmm…I guess we just missed each other. He hadn’t (and still hasn’t!) slept with anyone else and I had missed his companionship a lot. We were just fucking fucked up too. We tried to help each other out by fucking each other…which failed in the long run. It was all a good experience for us both, but it also led to more damage to our already broken relationship.

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? None at all!

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 tried to feel normal about it but my love for him really caused me to feel really down. I knew he didn’t want to get back together but the way he treated me made it hurt. A month after the hookup, our progress took a turn for the worst and that led to another period of not talking. We have reconciled (somewhat) and we hooked up (again). Right now, we are….I don’t know, something odd. It’s like we chat (via email) but we don’t really chat. I miss him and yes, secretly and sadly I still love him. But it is now not a barrier for me, as I am trying to move forward with my life and so is he. However, our friendship is still a good one and we care about each other very much. I don’t know what our future is but I would love for us to be in each others futures. I know twenty years from now, I want to just laugh with him about the hotel experience! It was so different and we were so young!

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? NO ONE KNOWS.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? Very consensual and very safe!

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? I do not. I’ll never regret anything! I don’t think he does either but you would have to ask him yourself!

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 part was just the experience as a whole! It was all so spontaneous and thrilling. The worst part was knowing that the next morning didn’t mean happily ever after but that was sooooo expected. I’m not that hopeless…. Lol. As for my thoughts with hooking up, I think it’s normal and it kinda taught me how to be comfortable during the sexual encounters I’ve had since then, which hasn’t been much!

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

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

Anything else you want to add about this hookup or anything else? Nah…I’m just hoping my ex is okay with this (he most likely wouldn’t care and will probably laugh if this gets posted!)

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