How long to get a girl in bed?
 

I know we've probably all gone that route of asking a girl on a couple of dates, and then by the third go round she comes home with you for sex. But I'm curious about the shortest amount of time it took for a guy to get a girl into a sexual position.

For me, two experiences come to mind:

1) I went to a company Christmas party. It wasn't in New York City where we all worked. It was at a massive hotel complex in Westchester, about 15 miles outside the city. Kind of a pain in the ass. Everyone had to take car service to get there, me included.

The place was very tacky. It was like one of those wedding banquet hall "factories" that have 4 weddings receptions going on at the same time. Except on this day there were multiple company Christmas parties going on at the same time.

Towards the end of the evening I called for a car service to bring me back to NYC. While waiting in the front of the hotel for the car to come around, a woman from one of the other company parties came up to me. She asked if I was going back to the city. I said yes. She asked if she could hitch a ride with me in the car service. Very forward of her. I could have been a serial killer. But I guess it was the Christmas season, and everyone was tipsy and having a good time, so whatever. I said sure, she could have a ride with me.

So we hopped in the back of the car. She started talking about how she wanted to pick up some particular guy from her office and go home with him, but it didn't work out so that's why she needed a ride back to the city. I said something overly flattering like, "Well he's an idiot. I'd be glad to pick you up. You're beautiful. Every guy would want you."

She's was like, "Really... kiss me."

So I did. As I said, we were both drunk.

For the next half hour we kissed, I felt her up and fingered her pussy in the back seat of the car while being driven back to NYC. When dropped off in front of her apartment building, she gave me her number, but I never pursued it.

But I'd say the time it took from first meeting her in front of the hotel, to sexually kissing her, and then groping her, was about 25 minutes.

Can anyone beat my time? :)

My shortest time to close
 

Me and two buddies were driving around the city (Chicago) on a summer night. We were all home for the summer from college and looking for something to do. We had borrowed my Mom's car which was a convertible and had the top down because it was a beautiful summer night. We pulled up at a red light and found ourselves next to another convertible with two girls in it. So being college age guys we called out to them, "Hey, what are you doing tonight? Want to party?"

The girls looked at each other and giggled and said follow us, and we'll drop off our car. We followed them to an apartment building and they parked and locked their car and jumped in ours. We made introductions as we drove around trying to find a liquor store that would sell to us (we were only 20, not yet legal.) We found a place that would sell us a bottle of vodka and also bought a bottle of orange juice. With our supplies in place we decided to drive to the beach.

Now the obvious problem is that there were two girls and three guys, but one of my friends had a girlfriend at school and kind of took himself out of the game without any discussion. My other buddy and I just let the chips fall wherever and let the girls decide who they wanted to hang with. At this point we had only been in the car with them for maybe ten minutes, but we were already pairing off.

We got to the beach and passed the bottle around a few times and then my friend's girl asked if he wanted to go for a walk. They got up and walked down the beach. After a couple minutes, the other girl asked me if I wanted to go swimming. I said, "Sure, but I don't have a bathing suit." She said that she didn't have one either and we would figure it out.

Once we had gotten about ten feet away from my remaining friend she started pulling her clothes off and was naked by the time we got to the water. I was right behind her and ditched my clothes on the beach and we walked into the water together naked. Elapsed time from them getting into our car to us getting naked was maybe 30 minutes. As soon as we got in the water she started grabbing my junk and kissing me. And with probably no more than 5 minutes of foreplay she jumped up into my arms and lowered herself onto my cock.

I really couldn't believe I was actually fucking this girl who I had met less than an hour earlier and without a rubber, but that's what happened. And I never even learned her last name...

Not proud of it, and was worried about STD's until I got tested a few weeks later. But that's my shortest time.

A couple from my college years
 

I had two I can think of that were quick, but none in 25 minutes.

The first was a girl who (with a group of other girls), we all hung out with after my first year in college. One of my friends was watching the house of another friend's parents while they were in Europe for a month, and it was just short of a big frat party for a month. So I was 19 and these girls were still in high school. We hung out for an evening, went to a nearby hot tub where we all went in our underwear (imagine a bunch of high school girls in wet underwear!) and went back to the house.

I sort of had the hots for this one girl, and after making out for awhile had her straddle me and shoved myself into her. She let me, and as I started to cum, she tried hard to dismount and I grabbed her ass and held her down on me. I realized then she was pretty submissive, and although I was a little worried later about cumming inside her, she was my booty call the rest of the summer. Just before I came, she would always whisper in my ear, "please remember! (i.e. to pull out)" So from the time we paired off to the time we did it, it was within 30 minutes, but I actually met her awhile earlier in the evening.

The other one was while I was at college. During the summer my fraternity emptied out, and the sororities were closed for the summer. So we took in sorority girls that wanted to stay near campus during the summer and filled about half the house with them. One of the regular girls at our house that summer had a younger sister from home that came to visit. I didn't think much of it until I realized she had a bit to drink. We had a pool in the backyard, and she was working it in her bikini.

From an upstairs window, I told her to turn around (she did), and turn around again (she did). Then I told her to come up to my room (she did). She wanted to do it in a fraternity house, so we did. I only had one condom (the mashed up kind in the wallet that you're never sure will work), and being that excited, that young, and even that drunk, I lasted about 90 seconds. She wanted to do it again, and I told her I didn't have another condom, and almost before we finished that conversation her older sister was calling for her. She said, "don't worry, she's cool." But having the older sister being my age, and the younger being a visitor, I knew otherwise.

The older sister was at my door in an instant, and I had fortunately put my shorts on and talked the younger sister into putting her bikini bottoms back on. Neither girl would make eye contact with me again for the summer, although I've run into the older sister since then and she seems to have come to grips with it since. I'm much older now, and it's water under the bridge, but great memories. From the time I met her to bed, probably 2 hours, but from the time I pursued it to bed, maybe 20 minutes.

Not me, I'm afraid.

But I did know a girl one time who admitted to a very short 'courtship'.

In the late '90s, I was going out with a girl who lived with a bunch of student nurses. We had a saying: "Only three sure things in life: death, taxes and nurses!" Well, one of her house-mates lived up to that....

We all went out clubbing one Thursday night. Well, we went out before the club and, anyway, ended up going in to a club at around 11.30pm. Around 10 minutes later, one of the girls noticed that this friend was not with the group any more. After a 30 second search they found her about 10 yards away, kissing some guy.

"Who's he?" my girlfriend asked.

"No-one we've ever seen before!" the others agreed.

Another 10 minutes later and she's vanished. After a less-frantic search this time, they establish that she's gone - and so has the dude.

Anyway, myself and my gf got tired of clubbing around 1.30am and got a taxi back to her place. She was joking with me in the cab that we might hear the sounds of shagging when we got back.

But, as it turned out, we didn't. My gf assumed the friend had either gone back to the guy's place or off to some party somewhere.

We got a surprise in the morning when we were woken by footsteps on the stairs and the front door shutting. My gf looked out the window and spotted the mystery guy walking down the path and away.

She got up and headed downstairs for a gossip with the friend, who had also surfaced.

"Were you, like, asleep when we came in last night?" my gf asked, trying to make sense of it.

Cue: a grin.

"Weeellll, to be honest with you, just as we heard you guys come in, we were finishing up for the third time..."

I can't beat 25 minutes, but I have a couple of stories of girls I slept with after a couple of hours. Both of them I met through a dating site (a legitimate dating site, not a hookup site) a few years back while I was in my mid 20's. So in a way I "met" them earlier online, but in both cases I fucked them the same day I met them face-to-face.

The first we'll call Lynn. At this point in my life I'd recently broken up with a long term girlfriend who'd been the only girl I'd slept with. Lynn messaged me and wanted to chat. For some reason (I still don't know why), she steered the chat into sexually suggestive territory. Then we exchanged cell phone numbers and she sent me a series of dirty texts. Just words, no pictures, cell phones weren't as smart back then. I really had done nothing to woo her, she just saw my profile and wanted to jump my bones for some reason, even though it was probably no different than a million other profiles out there. She was also really attractive, far better looking than anyone I'd dated before.

We made plans to meet up for the first time at my place. We hung out on the couch and flirted while drinking wine. Then at some point she headed towards my bedroom and asked if I was coming. By the time I made it in there she had taken off her top (no bra). We had sex a couple of times without a condom and begged me to cum inside her. I'd always used a condom before, so it didn't take me very long. Afterwards she drove home at like 2 in the morning. We had a few similar experiences, then she just stopped responding to texts/calls and that was that.

On How I Met Your Mother they talk about the hot/crazy scale. Basically, the hotter a girl is, the more willing a guy is to deal with her being crazy. This girl was very crazy and very hot. I never would have dated her in a traditional sense, but the craziness sure did make the sex pretty wild.

The second girl was not as hot or crazy, but she was great in bed and very loud. I met up with her at a bar near her in what I thought would be a typical date. But when I got there it was a pretty divey bar, and she turned out to be very forward and unsubtle. We had a good time and got a little tipsy. She had recently sprained both her ankles and was hobbling around on crutches. It was a weeknight and she didn't have a car and had to take a long, difficult public commute to work. I was honestly just trying to be nice in suggesting that I drive her back to my place, and I could give her a lift to work the next morning. She agreed. I planned on sleeping on the couch, but she asked me to join her in bed. I put my hand on her shoulder, she gave out a loud moan, and I knew what she wanted. This was maybe three hours from meeting.

During my senior year of high school I was at the beach with my family during one of my breaks. I was just hanging out by myself in one of the hot tubs one night when this attractive girl walked up and jumped into my hot tub. Not too unusual yet, but then she happens to sit down right beside me, and I mean really close, with our legs almost touching. Kind of weird since the hot tub was big enough to easily hold 12 people, but I was a horny 18 year old guy and didn't question my good fortune. I said hey to her and she just smiled at me and her hand came to rest on my thigh. I had my arm up on the edge of the tub so I smiled back and let it drop down around her shoulders. I'm thinking this is very strange but hey, I'm just going to roll with it. We make small talk for several minutes and she keeps scooting closer and closer to me until our heads are inches apart. Then out of the blue, she starts kissing me. Not little pecks but full on passionate kissing with tongue. Needless to say my mind is blown, especially when her hand creeps up my leg to my junk. She starts playing with my dick through my swim trunks and I'm thinking this has to be one of the greatest days of my life so far. I shift my arm and cup her right boob and play with her nipple through her bikini top. This continues for a few minutes and then she reaches inside my swim trunks and starts jacking me off in the hot tub. I'm kind of looking around thinking this must be some kind of joke or that I have fallen asleep and am dreaming. But nope, it's really happening. I end up fingering her to an orgasm and she jacks me off until I cum. Not more than a minute or so after we finish, she fixes her bikini back, says it was nice to meet me, gets out of the hot tub and leaves. I have no idea who she was, why she did this, or anything. Very, very strange but totally awesome. I kept an eye out for her the rest of the time I was there but never did see her again. Looking back I wish I had followed her when she got out of the hot tub, but at the time I didn't want to get out with a raging hard on. Oh well, who knows what else could have happened.

Total time we were in the hot tub together couldn't have been much longer than 15-20 minutes because the jets didn't cut off until after she was gone. To this day I still don't know what to make of it.

How long
 

With my first wife about an hour after we met,I kid you not! With my second wife it took around eight months,my wife now three months to do it maybe a bit longer but in that area. Besides those three,I had one that took about three day's to get into bed,other than those the rest I've had sex with it took about two weeks or more to get in their panties.

Less than an hour and a half
 

Well, under an hour and a half from first meeting to having my cock in her pussy is fast for me, anyway...

Here's the background: This was about 20 years ago, and I was single at the time. I was at an industry seminar given by one of my company's major vendors, which was attended by various employees of their clients. The first evening of the seminar was comprised of a cocktail hour, followed by a large group dinner at a local restaurant. Upon return to the hotel where all the clients were staying, one of the host company's salesmen announced that they would have an open tab at the hotel bar for any clients who wanted to have a nightcap.

Now to the heart of the matter: A group of about 14-15 people congregated in the hotel bar, along with the salesman who opened the tab. Several folks had just one drink and then said their goodbyes, and the group was quickly whittled down to about half a dozen. By that point, I had become aware of an attractive redhead who was part of the group. She eventually made her way over to the bar near me looking for matches to light her cigarette (yes, you could still smoke in a bar back then).

I started some small talk with her, and at first I was kind of put off, as I thought she was a bit brash. After a while, she seemed to chill a bit, and our conversation shifted from small talk to discussion of our situations. I found out that her name was K..... she was from New Jersey originally, but was now married (no children), and living in Minneapolis. As things seemed to warm up between the two of us, the crowd continued to dwindle. Then the bartender announced last call, at about 1am, and the bar emptied out completely. K..... and I stuck around to nurse our last drinks, and continue the conversation, both of us pretty toasted by that hour.

At one particular moment, I leaned over and planted the biggest, wettest kiss on her lips, with our tongues in a wrestling match. I couldn't believe she was as receptive as she was. Next thing, K.... said she wanted me to come back to her room with her. I had no idea what was going to happen when I got there (I had never had any kind of serious encounter with a married woman before). So, back to her hotel room we go, and soon enough, we're undressing each other, and I've got her completely naked, with me naked immediately shortly after. I sucked her luscious soft nipples, ate her red-furred pussy out, then got on top of her and nudged my cock between her pussy lips. I was sure this was the point where she'd shut it down, but nope, she wanted it, and I was in. I f**ked her bareback and came inside her.

Immediately afterwards, we fell into a drunken sleep, and I gave no thought at that moment to how awkward it would have to be the next morning when the married woman woke up to the realization that she'd f**ked some stranger at an industry seminar, and he was still in her bed.

Anyway, we both woke up the next morning feeling more than a bit hungover. I steeled myself for the reaction, but instead of being sheepish, or worse yet angry, K..... wanted me to f**k her again. I was happy to oblige, and the sex was much better than the fumbling, drunken sex we'd had the night before.

Well, that wasn't the end of it. K..... tagged around after me that entire day during the seminar groups and the plant tours, and continued to hang close at the evening group dinner. After dinner, it was off to the hotel bar again, but the second night was different - we were back in her hotel room by about ten pm, which allowed us the time and the stamina to do the nasty a couple of times before we fell asleep. We awoke early enough to have another go before it was time to assemble for the day-two seminars. By now it was clear that K..... just loved sex, and I was happy to be her benefactor.

Although K..... lived in Minnesota, and I lived in Pennsylvania at the time, the affair actually continued on for about another year, whenever we had the opportunity to get together. There are some good stories that come out of that year-long period with her, but they would be beyond the parameters of this thread.

Don't know how to estimate the amount of time.
Was back in the eighties my sophomore year of high school.
A gal in my English class struck up a conversation and questioned me about a lump in my pocket.
Well it was actually a pocket knife. She made a comment about it and my package had actually run down my thigh and I indicated that to her. She wants to know what I am doing after school, as she wants to get together. Well being the Idiot that I am I told her I Had team try outs.

Well as we leave class she turns around and grabs my package and kisses me and walks off leaving me with hard wood.

Well after school she catches me in the hall heading to the courts and again starts a game of tonsil hockey and is stroking me pretty good and guides us into the mat room. Blow job, quick fuck and she swallows all in 15 minutes or less. I am late to the courts and the coach is ready to cut me and demands to know why I am late. Well I tell him "I had to stop because some chick wanted to blow me and have me give it to her doggie style.

So you could say any where between 5 minutes and 3 hours if you count the time we were in class .
I think you could probably even say she got me into the sack.

Back in the eighties, I was in university in Montreal when there was a transit strike. I was driving back from a soccer match and, doing my civil duty, I picked up a cute young hitch hiker and offered to drive her home. She was french speaking, but with my limited french skills, I soon discovered that her boyfriend had just broken up with her. She was quite upset and was fishing for compliments the whole time. We soon got to her place. When I stop, she leaned across and started to passionately kiss me. She didn't say anything, she just pulled on my hand to indicate I should come inside with her. I didn't hesitate. Once inside we were ripping our close off on the way to the bed room. Total time from meeting her could not have been more than 15 - 20 minutes. She had never even told me her name.

That is how I learned to appreciate worker's right to strike and french Canadian girls.

Do contacts through CLCE and the like count? If so, I could beat the 25 minutes if it runs from first in-person meeting, though not from first e-mail contact. That would typically be physically impossible due to travel time, if nothing else.

Measuring from first in-person meeting, probably under 5 minutes.
From first electronic contact, more like 2-1/2 hours (which is, obviously, a LOT more than 25 minutes).

To expand on one of the 2-1/2 hours: Got an e-mail in response to my ad from someone claiming to be 22 and inexperienced. Indeed, as she admitted in about message 3, a virgin and "interested in losing it." Didn't exactly feel right, but I figured it was worth a shot, and discovered: she was 22 and a virgin. Kind of shy and socially awkward, but eager to go. Also on the chubby side, but with impressive breasts and, after all, the chubby side of 22 is still pretty charming. Did her in multiple positions in the guest room of her parent's suburban McMansion.

Well I once shagged a girl in my car the first time we ever went out together; total time from meeting in the pub to doing the deed in the driver's seat, probably less than 2 hours. But it doesn't really count because we had known each other for a year before we started going out.

I once told this story to a girl I'd just met and she said, "Promise me you won't wait a year." !!

This was pretty quick
 

I used to hang out at a dingy little bar that a few local politicians would frequent. The wife of a county commissioner was a real tease and had told me one time she was going to get a tattoo near her pussy some day. I jokingly told her "I would have to see it to believe it".

Fast forward a few months

I had a day off work and stopped by the bar in the middle of the afternoon and there were only a few people there including the wife. I sit with her and a friend (who I had never met, but knew who she was - I was attracted to her) - chat and worked on a beer. She discreetly leans over and whispers in my ear, "I got my tattoo". I whispered back, "Prove it" with a wink. She laughed and the three of us continued to sit and chat. After a bit it was time for me to take a pee.

I peed and opened the door and there the two of them were in the doorway to the lady's room. She grabbed me by the arm and pulled me in with them. After a short lecture on being discreet she undid her jeans and slid them down to her knees. She then pulled her panties down far enough to expose her pubes. There was a heart-shaped area shaved with a small heart tattoo in the shaved area. I said that's nice, but let's see the "big picture".

With that I stuck my fingers in her panties and pulled them down exposing her entire pussy of which the lips were shaved. She was embarrassed (this was the early 80s - not so many shavers), but when I complimented her she was ok with it and pulled her panties back up.

Her friend just stood there watching this unfold giggling. The wife then says to her friend, "Well, now you show yours. With that the friend unbuttons her blouse, lowers her bra on one tit revealing a rose tattoo. Wife says come on show it all, grabs her friends bra clip (in front) and opens it for me to see it all. I've got a nice chubby by now and cop a nice feel of these tits with no resistance from her. The wife now says to her, "show him the other one". She responds, "I don't think so". After some encouragement she agrees, but only if I show mine. The wife had told the friend already that I had told her I had a small tattoo on my crotch, but had never seen it.

I'm not modest at all and I agreed and proceeded to undo my jeans and lowered them and my underwear to the floor exposing my four-leaf clover tattoo next to my shaved crotch with a semi-hardon. They both giggled and commented on my excited state and each coped a quick feel of it. The friend then lowered her jeans and panties exposing a shaved pussy with an identical heart tattoo in the same place her friends was.

I said that I needed to inspect this closer and dropped to me knees and moved my face to her pussy for a quick look. Without thinking I decided to have a taste and licked her pussy. She didn't back away or resist so I went for it. She leaned back against the counter spread her legs and I proceeded to DATY for at least five minutes. The wife just watched it go on with her hand down the front of panties. I'm not sure if she came, but she sure covered my face with a lot of juice.

When I was done I got up sporting a hardon. Without hesitation the friend dropped to her knees and gave me a blow job til I came in her mouth. This being done we are saying "I can't believe this", "What is the bar tender going to say with us being in her for so long" etc.

I'll never forget that episode. I never did have sexual contact again with the friend (she got married a few months later, but did eventually have a one-nighter with the wife when we were both out of town.

Sorry this is so long, but I got into after not having thought about it in a while and, Yes, I did get a chubby writing this, LOL.

A few hours or maybe 20 minutes
 

Technically it was a few hours but I could say 20 minutes. And it was the only time I have cheated on a girl. Senior year I was on a church retreat before getting confirmed. They had brought us together from a few different churches so there were a bunch of new people I didn't know. So after assigning everyone dorm rooms, boys in one wing, girls in the other, we all met in the large central room. We sat in a large circle to introduce ourselves. This is when I first met “Kathy”, after giving my little spiel, she said “cute nickname” and gave me a nice smile from across the circle. I didn't have an opportunity to talk to her during any of the activities that night. But I did take mental note. She was bleached blonde with the big 80's hair. She also looked like she had a nice rack but it was hard to tell with the sweatshirt she had on.

Fast forward to after they sent us to our rooms for the night. One of the guys (a friend from a different school) in my room had a girlfriend there so a few of us decided to sneak over to her room, planned ahead of time so we knew which window to knock on. It turned out Kathy was in the same room so I sat on a bed next to her. There were 3 guys and 6 girls in the room, sitting around in the dark. One of the girls had snuck some wine coolers in so all the girls had been drinking for about an hour before we got there.

So Kathy and I talked for 15 to 20 minutes before we were making out. I found out she did have a large chest as I soon had my hand under her shirt. To this day they are largest breasts I have had the pleasure of playing with, natural soft double d. As we were kissing I soon heard the bed my friend was on with his girlfriend squeaking away. I thought what the hell I'll go for it too. Kathy and I now were lying down so I reached down the waistband of her shorts into her panties. She did not stop me as my fingers found her pussy. As I fingered her and stroked her clit, her hips started moving in little circles. I then started pulling her shorts and panties down, actually expecting to be stopped but she let me.

I pushed my own shorts down and climbed between her legs. I do remember asking if she was on the pill. She was but told me to come on her belly because it would be easier to clean up. So soon I am pumping into her. I have to admit I wasn't to worried about Kathy's pleasure at the moment. I just wanted to last longer than my friend so I was taking it nice and slow. I also let my mind wander a bit, thinking to myself this is crazy, there are 5 other people in this room right now only a few that I know....

Soon I was aware that the squeaking had stopped on the other bed. So I started picking up the tempo. As I got ready to come I pulled out and she reached down to stroke me as I came on her belly. As I laid back down next to her she whispered that was hot. We stayed in the room for a while longer before sneaking back to our room for the night. Once in my own bed I did feel a little bad for cheating on my girlfriend, but not quite bad enough to stop hanging out with Kathy for the rest of the weekend.

After that weekend I continued to see Kathy for a couple more weeks. I just had to see her and breasts naked in the light. As the saying goes, they're real and they are spectacular. It was very fun watching them move around when we were fucking. The other big surprise I had was she was a natural blonde. Her pubic hair was that almost transparent blonde color. With her bleached blonde hair I was sure she was a brunette. Eventually we both came to the realization we did not have a lot in common other than the sex so we stopped seeing each other. I also found out she had a regular boyfriend she was cheating on too.

For me was probably around 30 minutes (with maybe 5 minutes of conversation).

Several years ago I was in El Paso for college. And many of us hit the clubs on weekends. Lots of music, dancing, and the usual you would expect. And on the floor, we girls would dance with each other if no guys were interesting at the moment, no big deal.

One night was one of the girls I had seen around campus. We had never talked, but she was a Latina with the biggest brown eyes and long dark hair. We started dancing that night, sometimes really rubbing up against each other (she was at least a full C if not D cup), and we would grind hips together sometimes also.

Hardly any words were spoken, but after around a half hour of this, she said she needed to take a break and go to the bathroom. I of course joined her, and once we finished our business she took my hand and pulled me around the corner and pushed me against the wall and we started to kiss.

Within minutes her hand was under my skirt and inside my panties, and mine were unbuttoning her jeans and pulling down her zipper. We spent the next 20 minutes fingering each other like crazy until we both had 1 or 2 orgasms (I had one, and think she had 2), my back never leaving the wall. Shortly afterwards we left to go to her dorm room and only left it 2 days later to go to class. We hooked up several more times before I had to leave and return home.

She was one of the most daring girlfriends I ever had, and loved getting us off in public places. Her foot under the table in a restaurant, grinding our groins against each other in a corner of a club, once fingering me as I sat next to her in a city bus (I returned the favor by eating her out in a McDonalds bathroom once we got to our destination).

A group of us were sitting around in a dorm room, about half of us male and half female (This was around 40 years ago, so I don't remember exactly how many of each were there!). Most of the girls were friends of the girlfriend of one of my buddies, and she'd invited them to come around.

One cute, mousey girl and I started talking and hit it off pretty well. I saw her perk up her ears when I mentioned I'd broken up with my girlfriend back home, and when I excused myself to go back to my dorm room (I had a single room; I like my privacy) to get a book for one of my other buddies, she tagged along. Very quickly, we were exchanging kisses. After a few minutes, she asked if I wanted her to stay the night. So she did and we had an interesting night.

It turned out she was pretty insecure and really needed a lot of attention. At first, it was fun -- she'd do whatever I asked, such as going bra-less, but her insecurity really got on me. My previous girlfriend was very self-confident, and I missed that.

I wound up reconciling with my previous girlfriend (now my wife of almost 40 years). When I tried to explain that to Emmaline, she wasn't angry. Instead, since my girlfriend was in NJ and the college was in Vermont, Emmaline wanted me to be her boyfriend when I was in Vermont, leaving my wife-to-be for when I was in NJ. I'm not that duplicitous, though. Might have been fun, but I'm just no good at lying!

So, total elapsed time from exchanging first names to getting our clothes off was probably no more than two hours.

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I just remembered this one - real quick
 

I was out of town for work in south FL. and decided to spend the evening at a swingers club. I signed in, had the bar tender fix me a drink and off I went to take a much needed shower.

I was soaping myself up when into the gang shower came this couple. She started rinsing herself (I think rinsing off cum.) then came to me and started soaping me up. I stood there and allowed her to completely wash me down.

They were both very chatty and the husband says that she (wife) was going to fuck every guy in the place tonight. About this time she goes down on her knees and proceeds to give me a bbbj. Five minutes later I'm pounding her good on a couch as the husband sat there taking care of himself.

No more than 15 minutes total from entering the club to entering her.

And he wasn't kidding she sucked & fucked almost every guy in the place at least once. At one point she had five guys (not the burger joint guys, LOL) lined up on the edge of the hot tub sucking each one after another.

I've always been a fast mover. And I figured out early that the second best looking chick in the group is often the easiest one to go after. So this story is at a huge keg party at an abandoned farmstead back in the 80's. Probably more than 100 people there. Could have been a movie but that was a different time.

My younger friend Joey had been striking out with girls and was asking for some pointers. He's still in HS, I'm in college. I remember I had a fifth of whiskey in a bag and we were sitting on the hood of my car having this conversation. I've finished talking about how its kind of a numbers game and how one needs to lead and push the conversation, and am about to talk about how to pick the #2 and move in, when these four girls go walking past. Never seen any of them in my life, and I said, there, that one. Everything about her sought attention. A bit too much makeup, a bit too much with the hair, the outfit was a bit much. I called them over, we started talking to them, I paid her the attention instead of the others, and 20-30 mins later we were out in the grove on a blanket, her skirt around her waist and I'm fucking her.

I remember distinctly that I was kissing her and broke the kiss off, and said, "Where do you want me to cum?" And she looked back at me like, "Wow that is a dumb question. In my pussy of course, where else would you cum?" So I did. Not the brightest bulb.

Mrs. Grits here,
 

Though my hubby and me met at a private Swing Party, (and we had sex)… when he called me for dating, we went out for 3 months until we had couple sex....


One night stands or parting sex are just that..... dating to possibly coupling can take a bit longer..... there are no rules to it... just be respectful and not put your pants back on right after you cum.




Unless they have it written on their ass inviting you!!!!!