by GingerMinx

Gender: Female
Age: 39
Race/ethnicity: Caucasian
Current location: U.S.
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
Occupation: Self Employed
Relationship status: In a long term relationship
Religious affiliation: None – raised Mormon
How religious are you? Not at all
Sexual orientation: Mostly heterosexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexual orientation/sexuality better/best? ADIDAS. Mostly men, but I do love women.
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 40+  I’ve lost count.
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 0

Tongue-Rings are fantastic

How long ago did this hookup happen? 17 years ago

How would you best classify this hookup? Fuck-buddies

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? “Curtis” was a bartender at a local pool hall I used to frequent.  About 6’4″, thin frame, but built; dark eyes and dark hair, just long enough to run your fingers through. He also had well placed tattoos and a tongue ring. (I should also point out that I’m a curvy redhead with ample tits and a 5’8″ hourglass figure. I was 22.) 
Curtis was oh-so rockabilly, in every sense of the word, and the first time I saw him I knew I had to have a taste. I had been raised in a very conservative family and was eager to begin a life that was the exact opposite of everything I had ever been taught of morality. I’d known since 3rd grade that I had a very sexual side that needed exploring & this tall drink of bourbon was just the ticket. He was purely luscious. 
Eventually I got my wish.

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? I’m pretty certain Curtis instigated the whole thing, but I know it was because I made it clear I was interested. I was never very subtle back in those days…. It started with him casually dropping by my work to say hi, then asking me if I wanted to take a ride with him on his Harley.  (uh, YES please, and then I want to ride something else…) The first time he took me to his place – (a gutted out garage he’d turned into a hip apartment that practically screamed Brian Setzer circa 1997) – I quickly figured out he was just going to be a hook up when I saw the giant punch bowl full of condoms sitting on the counter by his door.  I didn’t care though, because I’d just spent 15 min on the back of his bike and I was already dripping wet from straddling him and feeling the Harley’s vibration between my thighs. I wanted him badly. I’m getting aroused again just remembering it.

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? The first thing I remember is how delicious his cock looked.  It was longer than average and thin, like he was, but not so thin that I couldn’t enjoy it.  I immediately wanted to take it in my mouth and suck on it, but he pushed me down on his rockabilly bed and told me it was my turn first. 
Curtis was the first and only guy I’ve been with who had a tongue ring and I will never forget it. Wow. He started to lick my pussy so slowly at first, it was almost like a faint tickle.  At this point in my life I had never had anyone give me really good oral sex before and I can candidly say that 17 years later, he is still one of the best. He covered every single centimeter of my nether regions with his tongue (and tongue ring!) and drank me in before he started in on my clit. He bit, he nibbled, he licked, he vibrated, he sucked…. he made the room spin. He knew what I wanted better than I did.  He varied his speed according to my breathing and just about made me cum.
Crazy thing was, I was still a little nervous seeing how this was my first “official” hook up, plus knowing he’d been with a bunch of women who were probably so much more experienced than me at the time… so I couldn’t cum just yet.  I needed him inside of me first.  I was really, really craving a deep pounding.  So I asked him to thrust that fantastic cock inside of me; and you know what he did?  He looked up at me, mouth full of pussy, so all I could see were his gorgeous eyes, and he shook his head “no”. He just kept licking my pussy.  So of course this sent me over the edge.  I asked again a little more urgently, “Please, Curtis, I really want you inside of me”.  Again, he looked deeeeep into my eyes & smiled as he seductively shook his head no. (God, this sounds like a silly sex novel but I swear every bit of it happened…..)
It wasn’t until I was begging, literally whimpering for his cock that he finally gave it to me. It was glorious – but only for a second.  Problem was, he came almost immediately. Two pumps and he was done. Afterwards, he told me I talked dirtier than any girl he’s ever been with and he just couldn’t hold out once he thrust his cock in me (which turned me on even more, because he’d been with close to 100 women at that point).  Mind you, the guy was 28 at the time so we were able to go again quickly… Let’s just say I got that pounding I’d been begging for, and it was oh so worth the wait.

Did you have an orgasm? Did your partner(s)? I didn’t at first, but did the second time around.  He did.  He definitely did both times.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? He wore a condom every time we had sex.

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? I wanted him inside of me.  Enough said.

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? Not this time. I was definitely sober.

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? Even though he had a girlfriend at the time, we kept up the fuck buddy thing on occasion for about 2 years.  Sometimes it was a quickie, sometimes we’d do more voyeuristic things like sex in the hallway of a bar while people watched us as they walked by, or the time he masturbated on the busy street right outside my apartment window while I watched him topless with my tits pressed up against the glass.
Without realizing it, Curtis helped me realize just how much I love sex.  He also showed me that casual sex is an utter blast.  We never really got to know each other, and when we actually did try to have coffee and act like normal people, it was awkward because we had nothing to talk about. But put us naked in a room together and it was delicious.  I think he’s either married now or divorced and I wish him nothing but the best. I’m in a committed relationship now, but I have to say I do miss his tongue every once in a while. That man knows his way around a pussy. I still think about his cock, too.  It was yummy.
Curtis also taught me that I really like it when a man takes control in the bedroom. I learned that I enjoy the anticipation of being teased and teased and teased until I am forced to beg for what I want.  I’ve had partners since who take control, but not like Curtis did.  Wow.

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? I told my roommate at the time and she was a little mad at me because she had liked him also.  Problem was that she was living with a ginger (me) who was just discovering this enormously insatiable sex drive and didn’t know how to handle it because she was raised in a conservative family that eschewed talking about sex.  I hurt her feelings by hooking up with Curtis and I’ve since apologized.  It wasn’t the only time that happened, and she knows I regret hurting her. We’ve since mended our friendship.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? Absolutely.  We both really wanted it.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? Mostly no.  If there is any spark of regret, it is that I hurt my good friend’s feelings at the time.

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? God.  There are so many best things….. 🙂 The best thing about this hook up are the great memories I have.  I’ve had a lot of fun since then, but Curtis was my first fuck-buddy and I will always remember him fondly as the hot guy with the tongue ring who masturbated outside my window.
The worst?  My roommate harboring bad feelings about it.
This fuck-buddy absolutely changed my outlook on relationships and hook ups.  I came out of my shell after Curtis.  I was suddenly able to have sex with people without hoping for a relationship. I feel like I gained emotional freedom.  I learned from Curtis how to separate sex from love & I have had a ton of fun as a result.  The whole experience gave me a lot of confidence.
Now that I think more about it, another worst thing might be that the oral sex was so good, that for a while after he and I drifted apart, I couldn’t get off with other guys and I didn’t quite know how to explain what I wanted from them when they would lick my pussy.  It took a while to find my groove.

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

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

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