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What’s your gender? Man
How old are you? 32
What’s your race/ethnicity? White / Caucasian
What continent do you live on? North America
What country and/or city do you live in? South Florida, USA
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
What’s your occupation? IT
What’s your current relationship status? Engaged/Married (monogamous)
Religious affiliation: Atheist
How religious are you? Not at all
What’s your sexual orientation? Heterosexual
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 50 sex, 55-60 counting oral only
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? I’m creating quite a collection
The Chinese-Australian Dancer
How long ago did this hookup happen? 8 years ago
What was your relationship status at the time? Single
How would you best classify this hookup? Short fling
How long did you know the person before this hookup? For less than a week
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? “Kelly” was really tall. She was probably about 6’0″ or 6’1″, which is only a few inches shorter than me. At the time, I was around 24 years old and she was around 26 or 27. Besides being very tall, she was quite thin, very tan, and had decent sized breasts (probably 32 B), but a small ass.
After learning that one of my best friends from college had recently moved to downtown Ft. Lauderdale, we made plans to go out and party. So I met up with him, his roommate, and a few of his friends and we all went to Capone’s, a night club that used to be where Al Capone kept his horses.
While there, we noticed that there were two really tall, very beautiful girls who were entirely keeping to themselves. I kept getting looks from the one who looked like a tan, Chinese runway model, so I decided to go over and say hello. To my surprise, both the girl (Kelly) and her friend were both very open and friendly.
When Kelly spoke, I was surprised to hear that she had a very thick Australian accent. As I would later learn, she was born in China but moved south to Australia at a young age and was raised there. The friend she was with was somebody who she hadn’t known for very long herself. They were both in town because they had each gained employment as cruise-ship dancers for a big time cruiseline. They were only going to be in town for the next 3 days before sailing off on their voyage.
In my mind, this was the perfect set up. She was clearly interested in me and only had a short amount of time in town, so I should be able to seduce her and break away free and clear without any messy separation.
How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? I spent the rest of the night talking to Kelly while her friend played the part of the third wheel. Being dancers, neither of the girls were very intelligent and the conversation wasn’t very stimulating. But I kept up with smiles and laughter and made Kelly feel like she was interesting and that we were connecting.
I got her phone number and agreed to give her a call the next day, which was a Saturday.
When the next day came, we talked via phone call and text and made plans to get together that night. She wanted me to come to the hotel that her cruise line/employer had put her up in so I could “meet the girls.” I figured she was playing the safe route girls often play where they invite you to meet their friends to A) make sure you’re not a creep, B) make sure you’re as appealing as they thought when they were drunk, and C) to see if their friends approve of you. So that night I got ready and drove down to her hotel, intending to make a good impression and meet all of her fellow dancers. And, of course, the whole way over I was daydreaming about fucking the whole lot of them without even knowing what they looked like.
When I got there, Kelly met me in the lobby and brought me up to her room. Her room actually turned out to be a suite that was connected to another suite. So upon entering the room, I’m seeing roughly 12 tall, long-legged, attractive girls walking around in their tiny gym shorts, bra-less tank tops, and being super excited to meet me. I inferred that Kelly had told all of them about me, because they all seemed really excited for her and I as if this was some beginning of a beautiful relationship about to form.
After being introduced to all of the girls, I was invited to sit in a chair while they “practiced their routine.” So I sat in the corner of the room with a shit-eating-grin on my face while a dozen beautiful dancers lifted their legs, bent over, twisted their bodies, and moved elegantly across the room. I was in heaven. There were girls there who were far more beautiful than Kelly, but I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to make any changes now. Everyone knew I was Kelly’s prospect and if I had even attempted to flirt with another girl they all would have turned on me like a pack of lions.
To shorten the story a bit, I snuck Kelly into a hockey game so that she could witness her first hockey game in person. We went out for dinner, got ice cream, and took her back to her hotel. I wasn’t sure how I was going to try to fuck her if she was sharing that suite with all of those girls, so I begrudgingly walked her to the lobby, kissed her goodnight, and we said goodbye, leaving a lot of sexual tension in the air.
Luckily for me, I was going to get one more opportunity to see her before she set sail.
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? Kelly began to almost immediately text me after I dropped her off. She told me how she really wanted to see me one more time before she left, so we made plans to get together the very next night. Again, just like before, I met her in the lobby and she walked me up to her room.
Only, this time, when we entered, there were only two girls in their suite. The two girls who were there smiled, said hello, and quickly went to the adjoining suite and closed the door behind them. I immediately knew that Kelly had told them her intentions and arranged for them to give her the room for us to be alone. Boy, was I thankful for that.
Right after Kelly’s fellow dancers closed the door, Kelly grabbed my hand and led me over to the bed. She sat down, wearing a sun dress, and I took a seat next to her. It was obvious where this was going so I didn’t hesitate to passionately kiss her and lay her back.
I used a free hand to massage her legs, which were soft and creamy from lotion. I reached up her dress and massaged her pussy outside of her cotton panties. I moved my hand to her breasts, massaging, squeezing, and playing with her nipples from outside of the dress. As we continued to make out, I guided Kelly’s hands to my crotch, indicating to her that I wanted her to interact with my cock. She obliged by stroking my dick outside of my jeans before finally undoing my pants and freeing my dick.
We barely spoke. I barely spoke because I didn’t care to say much. I imagine she didn’t speak because she probably assumed there were ears pressed up against the door from the neighboring suite. Regardless, I helped Kelly remove my jeans, pulled her sundress up over her head, and got up, standing next to the bed, as she undid her bra and let it fall off of her.
I grabbed her behind her calves, pulled her to the edge of the bed, leaned in to kiss her, and grinded my dick into her pussy (with her panties between us) as we kissed. I continued grinding into her until she was breathing heavy, flush in the face, and in that pre-sex “I need it now” trance. Then, I slid her panties off of her long legs, spread her legs apart, and gently slid myself into her.
My favorite part about sex is watching a girl get off. I honestly have never cared much if I came – I’ve always enjoyed watching my partner more than anything else. Kelly’s arousal and enjoyment was entirely in her eyelids. Her eyes flickered with every thrust and her lips permanently hung open with her eyebrows ruffled. I started with long, slow strokes and slowly built up the pace and rhythm before really starting to nail into her.
We stuck with missionary the entire time, which was a huge disappointment to me because I was really dying to see how flexible this dancer would be. But when I tried to flip her over to doggy style, she said something about it making her feel cheap and that she preferred for me to stay on top. Whatever. Not a terrible loss. After we got back into rhythm again, I could feel her body starting to tense up. What up until that point had been suppressed moaning and gasps finally became a series of visceral short screams followed by one long screaming sigh. I was so into the moment, I had failed to notice that Kelly had dug her nails deep into my back. She left marks that lasted at least a week.
Knowing I wasn’t going to cum, I pulled out. Kelly innocently asked me, “Was I too loud? Do you think they heard me?” I just laughed and said, “Yeah, I’m pretty sure they heard.”
How sexually satisfying was this hookup? Very
Did you have an orgasm? No, not even close
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? After the sex, Kelly said that she had to get to bed early because they needed to be on the ship the following morning. She apologized that she couldn’t go out with me, and I feigned disappointment, but really, I was glad I was able to fuck her and just leave. Now that I had got what I wanted, I really didn’t feel like going through the good-guy routine if I didn’t have to.
Kelly asked if I would be willing to see her off tomorrow at the docks and I promised to be there, never intending to actually go. The next day came and I got numerous calls from her leaving voicemails about what dock she was at, how to get there, whether or not I was lost, and if I still intended to see her off. I felt a little bit bad about ignoring her, but not enough to call her back or explain.
What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? (Check all that apply) None
What were your motives for this hookup? Fun, pleasure, horniness, Attraction to partner(s), To feel better about myself, To feel more desirable, To cheer myself up, I was feeling lonely, Power / Dominance
How intoxicated were you? Not at all (no alcohol or drugs)
How intoxicated was your partner? Not at all (no alcohol or drugs)
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? One of the reasons I was always so great at sleeping around without getting a reputation was because I always kept my mouth shut. Like with all of my stories, I’ve either never told anyone or only just a very select, trusted few.
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? Very
Do you regret this hookup? Not at all
What was the BEST thing about this hookup? I thought it was amazing that I had sex with an Australian. I thought it was amazing that she had been born in China. It was also amazing that she was a cruise ship dancer.
What was the WORST thing about this hookup? The only bad thing about the hookup was that she wasn’t around for longer. Had she been around for a longer time, I’d have either kept fucking her or tried to move on to one of her amazing looking friends.
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 can’t imagine there are too many Chinese-born Australian girls who worked at the Moulin Rouge in Paris, France. But this girl did, so I hope it isn’t too revealing. I just think it’s amazing that I slept with a beautiful girl who worked at a world-renowned place like the Moulin Rouge.
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