Exchange Students



What’s your gender? Woman
How old are you? 40
What’s your race/ethnicity? White / Caucasian
What continent do you live on? Europe
What country and/or city do you live in? Finland
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
What’s your current relationship status? Engaged/Married (monogamous)
Religious affiliation: Christian
How religious are you? Very
What’s your sexual orientation? Bisexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexuality or sexual identity? Naïve
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 3
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 0

Exchange students

How long ago did this hookup happen? 24 years ago

What was your relationship status at the time? Dating casually

How would you best classify this hookup? Short fling

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? In August 1993 (I had just turned 17), I was an exchange student in Portland, Oregon; my host family consisted of the two parents and three brothers (aged 16, 12 & 6). The previous year they had hosted another exchange student from Spain; he had received a scholarship from Mt. Hood Community College, so he lived also nearby and dropped in almost every weekend and usually joined the family trips.
He got along well with the whole family, but right from the beginning I could feel animosity from the elder brother towards him (not the other way round, though). Later I found out that there had been a girl involved, a schoolmate of his he had been in love with since middle school. It seems that she had begun a relationship with the exchange student soon after his arrival, the elder brother made a big fuss of it; when they broke up after a few weeks, he asked her out but she rejected him repeatedly. It was the girl herself who told me the story (we actually became friends), and we couldn’t agree more that the Spanish guy was far more attractive and mature than the older brother, so the choice was clear, and it would have felt awkward (and disappointing, too) to go out with one after the other.
Anyway, he didn’t seem to pay much attention to me and I didn’t want to make any moves in front of the whole family, so I kind of made myself avoid thinking about him.

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? I had a room for myself. It was next to the parents’ and the elder brother’s, which a bit of a bummer because for the last couple of years I had developed the habit of masturbating myself to sleep every night. Back in Finland, my room was distant from my parents’ (and I’m an only child), so I could do it without fear of anybody hearing me. Here in Portland, I was so afraid of anybody noticing that I didn’t dare to do anything… until I discovered a great alternative: this family had a hot tub in their back yard, which they (we) sometimes used to chill out at the end of the day. One night after dinner, the mother invited me to take a dip, just the two of us, and chat away for a while; after about half an hour, she said she was going in, so I began doing the same, but she told me I could stay on my own if I wanted to. I stayed, turned on the jets and realized they made so much noise and bubbles that I could actually masturbate without anybody noticing unless nearby. I sat facing the house so that I could spot anybody approaching and, for the first time in more than a month, gave myself a wonderful orgasm. It was so good that I relaxed too much and closed my eyes while doing it; when I opened them again, even though it was dark at night, I could see the elder brother watching from his window.
I felt so self-conscious the following days that I didn’t even think about doing it again. Nevertheless, he behaved completely normal in front of me, even we were alone together, and I needed it so much that I decided that, what the hell, let him have fun watching me while I had fun touching me. It soon became “our little secret”, even “our little routine”; if we were watching TV with the rest of the family, I would look at him when saying good night to signal that I was going to have “my intimate time”. In the beginning I would close my eyes, just like the first time, but after a few days I realized that it made me even hornier to look back at him, especially when I noticed that he was masturbating, too.
I didn’t find him attractive at all, but still I felt like we were having some kind of relationship “in the distance”. I wanted to go a bit further (or closer) and knock on his door when coming back from my bath, but I never did. I was still a virgin (and I was pretty sure he was, too), and I wanted my first time to be with somebody that I really found attractive, who really knew what he was doing, or both things at the same time… and he was none.
Fall went by like nothing, meeting new people at school, going to parties, doing sports and, of course, masturbating every single night in front of my host brother. It also felt great to know that I could have him if I wanted to, but instead I developed a very “close” relationship with the girl who had caused the conflict between him and the previous exchange student. With her, I discovered my bisexuality; I even began to think that I was a lesbian… until Christmas.

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? Since the flights were expensive at that time and in Spain they also celebrate January 6th, he had decided to go home after New Year’s Day, so my host parents had invited him to stay with us throughout all the holidays. They actually made the elder brother sleep downstairs with the second brother, so he was sleeping next to my room. I didn’t think anything would happen, anyway, since he didn’t seem to pay any attention to me (he even called me kid all the time), so I went on with my “little night routine”.
I looked up to the window to check if there was anybody looking before taking off my bikini bottom; I actually missed the elder brother peeping at me, but it also felt nice to do it with my eyes closed again… until the Spaniard’s voice startled me saying “may I?” while he took my hand in his. I was utterly dumbstruck. I hadn’t felt him approach or get in the water (of course, the noisy jets that protected me had also betrayed me), and now he was next to me, skin to skin, his hand not even an inch away from my pussy. I began coming round and I was getting ready to slap him and scream, but he muffled me with a kiss… such a wonderful kiss! At that moment I realized that I had had a crush on him ever since we met, but had been repressing it because I thought it was impossible to be with him; that made our first kiss even more amazing.
He held me tight and we made out for a while. I thought we had his swimsuit on… until the jets propelled his dick against my thigh; that startled me again, but it didn’t discourage him at all; on the contrary, he took off my bikini top, made me kneel on top of him and began licking and kissing my nipples while very softly petting my outer lips… so wonderfully I began panting.
His dick was swirling between my legs and I straightened them to keep the danger away, but then we began making out again and it was impossible to keep it away. His hard-on was inevitably rubbing my pussy… and it felt great. He placed the tip on my vagina and began pushing inside, but I had long ago found out that in the water it is very difficult to get wet inside, so he couldn’t penetrate me without hurting me and I asked him to stop.
For me, that “stop” meant “full stop”, but for him it was just “take a break and go on”. He made me sit on the ledge of the tub, spread my legs apart, then my outer lips too, and began licking and sucking my pussy and my clitty. I couldn’t avoid moaning pretty loudly and I opened my eyes to check nobody was noticing us. It came as no surprise to see the elder brother watching from the window. I could recognize the anger in his face but, I don’t know why, that made me even hornier. I used one hand to balance myself and the other to guide my Latin lover’s head where I wanted him. I could tell he was used to giving oral, because he lasted much longer than his former (my current) girlfriend; also, she usually avoided fingering me, but he didn’t, and he did it harder and faster than I had ever done to myself, and he made me whine so loud when I came.
I was pretty sure that we would want me to return him the “favor”, so even though I had never done it, I kneeled down in front of him to give him a blowjob. However, me made me sit where I was again and this time went inside of me all the way. It really hurt when he popped my cherry, but it felt so right for him to be my first time that I just wept a little bit and held on to his shoulders. We dipped in the water as just one body and I rode him softly and slowly for a long, long time while he caressed my whole body. I knew it was highly unlikely that I would cum again, and I didn’t want him to finish inside of me, so eventually I got off him, took it in mouth and began giving him a hand job. However, he took my hand away and sat on the ledge of the tub, making it clear what he wanted. I was a bit self-conscious that I didn’t know how to do it, but I didn’t have to do much; we had been fucking for more than half an hour and he was almost there (he later admitted to me that he had planned to cum inside of me), so in a matter of seconds I felt him spasm and release all his load in my mouth. It felt so gross and I tried to spit it on the water, but it was so slimy that it ended up stuck on my neck and breasts while he laughed at me.

How sexually satisfying was this hookup? Very

Did you have an orgasm? Yes, 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 made out of a while more; the elder brother was not peeping any more (probably had gone back to the other room for fear of crossing him on the stairs), and he said that the following night he would come to my room. I told him not to, although I really wanted it, but that’s (maybe) the next chapter.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? (Check all that apply) Withdrawal

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, To feel better about myself, To feel more desirable, To feel more confident, To cheer myself up, I was feeling lonely, Submission / Relinquishing power, Making new friends, Didn’t want to disappoint my partner, Boredom, Just happened, I don’t know why, just went along with it, It was easy / convenient

How intoxicated were you? Not at all (no alcohol or drugs)

How intoxicated was your partner? I don’t know

How wanted was this hookup for you at the time? Very

Did you consent to this hookup at the time? I didn’t give a clear ‘yes’, but I didn’t give a ‘no’

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? Nobody.

How would you best summarize people’s reactions about this hookup? I didn’t tell anyone

Did you get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? A little bit

Did your partner get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? Not at all

Do you regret this hookup? A little bit

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

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

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