by Stress Relief Sex Relief

Gender: Female
Age: 21
Race/ethnicity: Latina
Current location: Venezuela
Highest education received: College degree (eg., BA, BS)
Occupation: Engineer
Relationship status: In a relationship
Religious affiliation: Roman Catholic
How religious are you? A little
Sexual orientation: Bisexual
Any other term(s) that describe your sexual orientation/sexuality better/best? Spaghetti  is straight, until its wet 😛
How many sexual partners have you had in your life (including oral sex)? 10 (haven’t counted the casual bj)
How many hookup stories have you here posted before? First one!

You Never Know Where the Night Takes You

How long ago did this hookup happen? Mid June

How would you best classify this hookup (e.g., one-night stand, fuck-buddies, friends-with-benefits, booty call, sex with an ex, short fling; paid sex…)? One night stand that got complicated

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? What did he look like… (let’s call him Rex for argument’s sake). Rex looked like just what I needed that night. He was a uni classmate. We actually didn’t get along that well. Now I know why (later on that note). He was very quiet, rarely talked about his personal life, and was generally all business. He actually had a girlfriend during the semester (which i found out about mid semester, when he brought her to my house party) and well…one of his best friends was my fuckbuddy at the time. So we ended up being in the same group of friends since our groups became one big happy family. In conclusion, I never gave him much thought due to the circumstances that we were in. Another thing was his body… not to boast but I don’t consider myself a bad looking girl yet ever since my first boyfriend – hot, 6-pack, green eyes… sizable member (who I found out cheated on me like a gazillion times when i was young and naive).  From then on, I thought hot guys were a no go…instead, I traveled safe with cute guys or the shy hot guy that doesn’t really know how hot he is.  So when I saw Rex’s guns and pecks and legs and abs… well…I said, “Why not, a one-night stand can’t hurt anyone.”

How/where did the hookup BEGIN? What led to it? Was planning involved? Who instigated it? So long story short, my fuckbuddy and I had trouble keeping that line between relationship and friends (like all fuckbuddies after 3 months do…).  So before I went on holiday and left the country forever I wanted to fix things. Rex was also leaving to go work in some remote developing country and the idiot decided to do his goodbye party on the same day I planned mine… after some texting arguments, he decided to change the date. I bitched at my fuckbuddy hard since he wasn’t committing, not about the relationship but about the fucking – a girl like me needs a constant dose of sex, as stress relief, of course.  Rex’s house was far from mine and I wasn’t going to go since I had a housewarming party somewhere else. But in the end I decided I was too harsh to my fuckbuddy and I was horny, so I decided to apply Plan B: seduce him softly and take him to bed.  I commuted an hour and a half to Rex’s party, and when I got there my fuckbuddy told me he was leaving.  At this point, I was tipsy and horny – and on top of that, angry.  So my fuckbuddy left and my best friend noticed me dancing with Rex. I noticed drunk Rex was much more laid back, and once he started dancing to Latin music he caught my interest. Like any sassy Latina I started giving him shit for causing a texting feud due to his party date. After back and forth flirting, I blurted out that I was horny, telling my best friend that she could leave and that I would find a way to pay the 60 bucks Uber would charge me to get home. I told Rex “Can I stay here tonight?” So I found myself with Rex, the guy that I didn’t like that much an hour before, another couple, and another guy friend. At some point his mom came downstairs while I kept bitching about how my fuckbuddy didn’t have the balls to keep up with me and how unlucky I was to want to have a fuckbuddy and find one that didn’t like to have sex that often.  This is when my guy friends confessed that my fuckbuddy would joke around and say that I would rape him.  This led to a whole other conversation and my emotions went from angry to furious. How hard was it to get laid around here???? So everyone went to bed in the basement and i was taken up to Rex’s room (side note: I was drunk at this point and barely remembered his mom and half the shit I said).

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? Finally, we were in his room. I was hungry for sex but all I remember was him trying to make small talk.  He showed me some Russian dolls he got during his last trip. At this point I started wondering what kind of lover he would be. He always seemed mad and serious. He was also shorter than other guys I’d been with – and, not that it mattered to me since I always managed to make it work, I wondered how big he was. I put down his stupid Russian dolls and went in for the kiss. That’s when the beast woke up. I’m normally in control during sex; I tend to be very dominant and say or do what I want (selfish of me, some might say, but sometimes what I want is to give a guy a blow job until they come twice in a row…or what I want may be a 69 or doggy style or for me to selfishly move around in cowgirl and make myself come, forgetting about the person that’s beneath me). Regardless, I choose the pattern and I choose the rhythm. I might go from hard and fast to touching him with my fingertips and kissing him softly.  With Rex it was different. He grabbed me and carried me with his strong arms, pushed me on the bed and kissed me furiously. I felt small and useless being tossed around like a toy at his will. And, just like I would, he did whatever he wanted to do with me. Just like me, he enjoyed giving pleasure as much, if not more than, receiving. To my surprise he, this cold, strong-jawed man was a cookie monster.  BONUS! He would go down on me and hold me there and wait for me to come…and the best part is that unlike other guys when I said “I’mm almost there,” he didn’t change what he was doing – he kept going consistently until I exploded. I hate when guys decide to change the rhythm – it catches me off-guard and I no longer feel like coming. I would try and push Rex on the bed so I could take him in my mouth yet he wouldn’t let me. He took turns between eating me out and fucking me. His strong arms held me tight and his thrusts were the right rhythm, not too fast not too slow. He was also a good listener – he sensed when I was close to coming and would react appropriately. I did manage to give him a blowjob briefly but he was more interested in being inside me. Turns out that he was hungrier than I was!  There was no order in that bed…one moment my head was on the pillow, the next it was looking down at the foot of the bed. We changed positions like melodies and grabbed each other hard (but not too hard) – that sweet spot between pleasure and passion. After he came once we laid in bed for a bit and decided to go shower. In the small bathtub I finally felt that I was in control…he sat down and I rode him vigorously. so hard the shower pole fell and made so much noise.  We giggled and kept going. The shower head was making a mess and all i remember was being cold and having hard nipples. i remember the slightly tipsy look in his eyes staring right at me as i moved up and down, as if he finally got to see me – since his room was kind of dark. Eventually we got around to showering and went back to his room. He lent me some clothes to sleep with. It was probably 4am, and as we laid in bed and kissed each other goodnight the kiss became stronger and longer and we got closer to each other and I felt his boner again…and, well, we started all over again. I remember him saying my name…I’d never been with a guy who said my name in bed. It felt much more personal. He said cute cheesy things like “where have you been all my life” and “you are amazing.” Apparently, my being Latino was rocking his world. After a good four and a half hours of crazy sex we decided to go to sleep…and this was when we heard his dad waking up to go to work.

Did you have an orgasm? Did your partner(s)? Yes! Unfortunately I only came through my clitoris coming through – penetration takes me some time and I need to get to know my partner and tell them what i want exactly. He came three times if I recall correctly…he was dead by the end of the night. I was actually surprised that he came considering we both drank a lot.

What precautions did you take to prevent STIs and pregnancy? Did you discuss STI history? I asked him if he was clean and he asked me. We used no condoms but I have the Mirena IUD so no pregnancy at least.  I took his word for it…this was my first one night stand ever (yeah, shocker) – I’ve always been a relationship type of girl, from three months to 4.5 year relationships. So I am fairly new to this world. I would definitely recommend a condom…

What were your REASONS for having this hookup? I was angry and frustrated, and I needed to release some stress. I was leaving on holidays with my family and knew I wouldn’t be getting any, and since my fuckbuddy at the time rejected me I thought I might as well.

Were alcohol or drugs involved? If so, how much? I was drunk when we were flirting and tipsy when we fucked. I remember most of it but the booze helped me relax and since it was a one-night stand I felt more comfortable with my body.

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? Next morning I did what every guilty girl does – I woke up and realized what I did. I didn’t mind the sex part with him…it was amazing, to say the least, nor did I mind the situation with my fuckbuddy (I’dd figure it out). I cared about Rex’s parents!! I fucked him in his house with his parent across the hall. We were still at it when his dad was leaving to work!!! WHAT WOULD HIS MOM THINK OF ME!! OMG….. so I tried to run away. While he was sleeping, I got dressed and went to the door. The door squeaked and he woke up and told me to get back in bed. We cuddled briefly and I told him I had to leave because I had to prepare for my goodbye party! He decided to take me for breakfast, and that’s when it all changed. We actually talked for a good two hours over breakfast, got to know each other better, and realized we clicked.  Now it’s mid August. We both left a couple days after our parties and we have Skyped ever since. We each had another one-night stand but we both realized the connection wasn’t there and it felt kind of pointless. I bought a ticket to the remote developing country he is in and we will spend our birthdays together either camping somewhere or eating curry. And how do i feel about him now? I think I’m falling for him…and pretty hard. In Spanish I can say that lo quiero mucho. I guess we realized how much we have in common. I’m basically his extrovert version and he is my introvert version but our values visions and goals are quite similar!

To whom did you talk about the hookup? How did they react? Well eventually as you can imagine all of our friends found out. it wasn’t a secret, I guess. My friends were kind of shocked since we all had a different view of him.

Was this a consensual and/or wanted experience for you? For your partner? Definitely consensual.

Do you regret this hookup? If so, why? Not at all…it was the beginning of a new relationship.

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 was what it led to: a new relationship with someone I really care about.  The worst: it happened too late…if it would have happened earlier we could have planned accordingly and avoided long distance. I think casual sex can lead to other things even if not like the experience I had after…I still believe girls shouldn’t feel too bad about it. We are human too and we have needs too. Just make sure you do it safely, and that at no moment you feel uncomfortable. If he does something you don’t like, from spanking you too hard or maybe spitting on your pussy, simply walk out.  Funny story: I suffer from anxiety and my lovely shrinky realized sex was a HUGE stress relief for me. So when I broke up with my ex (4.5 years) I realized I needed something casual… so i found myself a fuckbuddy. We were classmates and had the same schedule, so between homework assignments and finals we’d find time to destress.  And with Rex, it was refreshing to be reminded how good it feels to actually have sex with someone you truly connect to. It’s a step closer to making love.

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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