This post is sponsored by The T-Bar.
What’s your gender? Man
How old are you? 26
What’s your race/ethnicity? White / Caucasian
What continent do you live on? North America
What country and/or city do you live in? Virginia
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
What’s your occupation? Sales
What’s your current relationship status? In a serious relationship (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)? ~16
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? 0
How long ago did this hookup happen? 4yrs
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? Completely not my type, dressed in gothic clothing whereas I’m a button-up kind of guy. It was truly a case of where opposites attract.
How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? It began in my house after a short walk from the bar where we had a couple drinks. It was implied I remember the select words from her were “You’re like a Cassanova, aren’t you” That was a huge ego boost for me, little did she know I hadn’t had sex for almost a year at that point. I obviously kept my mouth shut and just gave her a wink to answer her question
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? It started at the bar. She was part of a group of people that I met with after class, real smart guys all history majors l, years older than us and married. They would invite girls from the class for some drinks and talks. I met this girl in that group, she was COMPLETELY different from me, dressing gothic with studded belts and everything else. We kind of hit it off when we played some pool and she gave me her number afterwards. The next group meeting, we had some drinks and it was pretty obivious. I remember one of the other guys had kind of a thing for her so she agreed to leave 10 mins earlier and wait around the corner, The most painful 10 mins of my life, I scarfed down my beer and ran out.
We arrived at my house under the pretense of a “party” which turned out to about eight college-aged guys drinking and listening to music. We began to dance sexily with each other as I eyed down everything from her pink and black hair to her fishnet pantyhose. I asked her to go upstairs and led her to my room.
Looking back at it, I was a hopeless slob in college. I had a small couch that I threw all of my clothes on and failed to wash my sheets for weeks at a time. I would simply take off my sheets and sleep on my bare mattress during these periods. My bed literally did not have any sheets on it, and my room was littered on clothes and I usually woke up in the morning and would urinate out of an open window, just to give you an idea how gross I was.
When we got up there we went right to business, after some kissing she layed me down on my uncovered mattress and took out my dick. She was literally shocked at how large it was and kept slapping it against the outside of her cheek. I remember this so vividly because she had an outline of my prick on the outside of her cheek due to her pasty white makeup. After she performed oral for a couple minutes, I sat up and started to remove her clothes and many accessories. Everything from her studded belt to her Nightmare Before Christmas shirt was thrown on the clothes couch reserved only for clothes, not for lovemaking.
I began to perform oral on her and her clit, remembering to finger her at the same time. She kept wailing and moaning, but I backed off because her vagina was not the most pleasant in taste or odor. I figured this girl has been in class all day, was at a bar, and now has the entire day of self-produced bodily fluids now contained in her paste-box.
She seemed fine with the choice, after I stopped she leaned up and said “no marks.” I haply agreed to which she then exclaimed “you can do anything you want”
I made an awful joke about a pet raccoon.
After a couple of seconds of her introspection about the deed at hand, I entered her. She was tight and wet. I was inside of her for 3 minutes pumping away while she was sweating off her eyeliner. Just as we were both really getting into and she was dripping wet and soaking my mattress, my awful friend Tony blasted in my room to congratulate me and drunkenly high five us both. I wouldve been more upset but it felt nice that people were knowing that I was having sex. I didn’t even take myself out of her to kick him out. Truly passionate moment between us. We didn’t care who saw us…heard us…
I wonder if that counts as “anything”
We kept on going until the end. She ended up leaving a huge wet patch on my mattress which I quickly covered up with my Simpsons Pajamas. I pulled out as she came and annouced that I was to be finishing on her face. She took off her glasses as I covered her face. A triumph for me, content in my actions, her legs still shaking, it was incredibly intense and taboo at the moment.
I gave her the Simpsons pajamas the next day.
How sexually satisfying was this hookup? Very
Did you have an orgasm? Yes, more than 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 both felt good, I couldnt stand her as a person though. She seemed so angsty, the way she dressed and her views on everything. The next mornings conversation was a drag to me but I faked it until I walked her to her car. I think the overbearing fact that she had a boyfriend was weird for me as well. We texted for awhile and we acutually met later that week again
What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? (Check all that apply) Condoms
What were your motives for this hookup? It was easy / convenient
How intoxicated were you? A little tipsy/high
What substances did you consume? Alcohol
How intoxicated was your partner? Drunk/high but not wasted
What substances did your partner(s) consume? Alcohol
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? My friend Tony, he wasn’t allowed in my room for a couple days. He seemed okay with that.
How would you best summarize people’s reactions about this hookup? Mixed (Some positive, some negative)
Did you get emotionally hurt as a result of this hookup? Not at all
Do you regret this hookup? Not at all
What was the BEST thing about this hookup? Laughing at myself in my head trying to get her studded bra off.
What was the WORST thing about this hookup? Her hair was kinda greasy.
Has this hookup changed the way you think about casual sex, sexuality, or yourself in general? No I enjoyed being dominant and it taught me how to really take over sex (consensually mind you) with a woman.
All things considered, how POSITIVE was this experience? Very positive
All things considered, how NEGATIVE was this experience? A little negative
Anything else you want to add about this hookup? I always wondered why we only did it one time after. I think our lives were at different points.
What are your thoughts on casual sex more generally, the role it has played in your life, and/or its role in society? What would you like to see changed in that regard? I think that a person is the master of their own domain. There are risks and rewards but it must be mentioned those that engage in a high amount of casual sex tend to be masking emotional injuries. I feel like my partner might have been, as well as me. Masking my failure to attract girls and have meaningful relationships at that point in my life
What do you think about the Casual Sex Project? Im not pandering, just reflecting
You have a hookup story to share? Submit it here!
What’s Your Fantasy? Click here to be part of the largest survey on sexual fantasies ever!