How long to get a girl in bed?

[PuffyNips]

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?

[jacksonhole]

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.

[relish10]

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.

[shnowballs]

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..."

[civfanatic]

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.

[wolf86]

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.

[daskers]

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.

[jim914109]

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.

[OPD940B]

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.

[seriousfun]

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.