Guys Confess: “My Best Hook-up of All Time”

Guys Confess: “My Best Hook-up of All Time”

The twinges of guilt and shame weren’t quite enough to extinguish the passion that drove me forward, however. Like water tossed onto a roaring fire, the immediate result is steam. In my case the steam made me squirm in the leather seat of the BMW and drop a hand to the shaved and oiled flesh that my leather mini skirt barely covered. My panties, discarded according to instructions, lay crumpled on the seat beside me. I picked them up and used them to protect the leather seat from the seeping fluids of anticipation. Twenty more miles to go.

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But coming in at a close second? Just how sexually liberating it was. We divulge all some of these tales, after the jump. I tried to be classier than that. But not classy enough to not hook up with my guy in various public spaces all around campus.

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Oct 22, 1 of 8 “I used to work in a restaurant and was dating one of my coworkers. I would always take a few minutes after cleanup to cool off in the walk-in refrigerator. One day while I was standing inside, my girlfriend surprised me and dragged me into the freezer part Needless to say, my team wasn’t too happy with how long I took to get back to work.

As he was winding down Frazer put his cock in my mouth, so I did taste at least get a little taste of his cum.

Hotel Bar Hookup Stories Once again in a hotel bar a great place to pick up, by the way I started chatting with a woman in a very nice dress. In essence, she wants a good story to tell her friends when she returns home.. Ill share my favorite story. I messaged a woman on okcupid. She had a lengthy. A guy was hitting on her at the bar.. What is your story?. Drink a little, enough to have a good buzz, and then head back to my hotel and read a.

We cant guarantee a hookup at any of the following, but we will say that, based on atmosphere, comely crowds, our own get-hit-on ratios and those of. However, it will be in a sterile hotel bar and it will cost you a fortune.. These are the best hookup bars in NYC, so read on, Casanova! Share Tweet Share on.

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February 27th, A guy who feels really lonely goes to the bar hoping to meet a nice girl he can hook up with, he gets lucky and he meets this girl, she even invites him to her place, everything is fine but is she really a girl? There was a guy, he was very horny and all his life he kept trying to find girls for fuck. Sometimes he was about to succeed but things turned wrong in the last moment.

But most times all his attempts collapsed, he was not as charming as Johnny Depp, but he was rather handsome and good looking son of a bitch. So, once in the night he decided to go out to a bar to pick someone up for a good fuck. When he entered the bar and he looked around, he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in hi entire life.

The first time my husband ever drove to meet my parents I had taken a pillow for the drive.

I met this guy there. Frazer was an average looking guy. Probably late twenties, I thought he was just being friendly at first, so I was just being friendly back. We talked about sports, then women, then oddly, sex. We drank for quite a while. During the course of the evening, I noticed that Frazer would bump his knees against mine, occasionally. I thought nothing of it, since it was getting crowded.

When the noise level went up and it got harder to hear each other, Frazer would lean close to me to talk, putting his hand on my opposite hip when he did. Frazer got a little bolder and put his hand on my thigh and edge his hand closer to my cock, which incidentally was starting to get harder. I got the hint so I put my hand on his thigh. I had no illusions about Frazer intention when I said, “Okay.

As I stared at it, I knew I was going to go through with this hookup, so I went down on my knees in front of him, his cock hot in hands.

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Of course you do. It was likely equal parts traumatizing, thrilling and sweat inducing. It might have been where you arranged your first 3-D date with an online friend, or where you met the girls who later became your lesbian posse. When gay marriage passed in New York, every queer I know ran to gather and celebrate in the streets outside The Stonewall Inn, site of the eponymous riots that launched a new era of gay rights activism. Why does so much of our culture take place in or around gay bars?

Slate launched a six-part series last week examining the history, competition, implications and future of gay bar culture in our lives.

Keep your hands relaxed at your sides or casually holding a drink, with your body facing towards her and your head facing her direction.

Advertisement – Continue Reading Below 1. We fooled around and then fell asleep but I was shortly woken up after by feeling a warm liquid on me and thought he had jacked off. Then I realized he had peed on me and I was shocked and grossed out. I elbowed him and he woke up. I guess he realized what happened and told me he was going to leave. The next day he left his wallet in my room so I had to awkwardly give it back to him. Safe to say we never hooked up again. We both came out completely disheveled and everyone knew what had happened.

He was fucking me from behind, and the hand dryers came on.

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On a cool clear Autumn Saturday night, I decided to go downtown to the local watering hole and check on the action. My small town was established in the seventeen hundreds and is part of the historical Civil War grounds. All the buildings downtown are very old and the tavern is no exception. It was built as a house originally in the nineteen hundreds but has been converted over the years for many purposes.

The outside has remained the same, old clapboard siding and wood shingled roofs. The original wood on the inside was kept and the wood beams for the roof are all exposed and along with the hand polished floors.

You reach around her waist and reach between her thighs happy at the surprise you find there.

I met this guy there. Frazer was an average looking guy. I thought he was just being friendly at first , so I was just being friendly back. We talked about sports, then women, then oddly, sex. We drank for quite a while. During the course of the evening I noticed that Frazer would occasionally bump his knees against mine. I thought nothing of it, since the bar was getting crowded.

When the noise level went up and it got harder to hear each other, Frazer would lean close to me to talk, putting his arm around me and his hand on my opposite hip when he did. Then Frazer got a little bolder and put his hand on my thigh and edge his hand closer to my cock , which incidentally was starting to get harder. I got the hint so I put my hand on his thigh. We went into his living room and Frazer asked, ‘Do you want a drink? As I stared at it, I knew I was going to go through with this hookup, so I went down on my knees in front of him, his cock hot in hands.

When I heard Frazer moan, ‘Uuuuuuuuuum,’ I looked up at him. As our eyes met.

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It was fun at the time, but when I looked back at photos afterward I saw that not only had the top of my strapless dress slipped down below my bra pretty much all night but that the guy I was making out with had layer upon layer of red wine gunk all over his teeth. However, I was not her Master. This story takes up a couple years after the previous story ends.

Soft music was playing in the background and the flicker of a dozen candles illuminated the room.

Apparently, you are strangers no longer. She has a soft wet mouth eager to please you. You hold her hair out of the way with one hand just so you can see those magnificent red lips work the shaft of your cock. Her eyes are closed as if in a trance, but she is just concentrating. You feel her tongue wrapped around your cock as her hand slides up your inner thigh.

She gently cups your balls in one hand and wraps her hand around the part of your cock not in her mouth. She slows for just a second as she catches her breath, and then she opens her green eyes up as she smiled up at you. Then she goes back to work. She is quite skilled in giving head you decide as waves of pleasure wash over your taut body. Suddenly, you feel that familiar tingling sensation and heaviness in your balls, she feels it too.

Hotel Bar Pickup

However, after putting out a call to readers for their bar hookup stories , here are some Chicago bars where hooking up is more than possible. These stories are not verified, but they certainly have the ring of truth—most are sloppy, semi-embarrassing, and happened in the Wrigleyville area. It’s a late night bar. You won’t be careful. You will buy more drinks than you know what to do with pour them on someone?

You let your finger slide in.

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