u/destinylia

Heyyy~ I’m a 20 year old F. I draw late at night, game way too much... run when the weather lets me and spend the rest of my time outside or just hiding at home.

I barely have friends. New people make my brain freeze, but I swear I’ll try if you give me a chance.

I want someone who stays after they’re no longer bored, not someone who just vanishes.

Please be patient, I’m shy. And make the first message interesting ^^

I slept with my professor so he would give me a better grade and I still don’t know how I feel about it.
I’m 20. He’s 59. It was a senior seminar and I was failing. Like actually failing. I couldn’t pass the final and if I didn’t get at least a C I wasn’t graduating. I’m saying that first because that’s the whole reason this happened. He knew I was desperate. Grades weren’t posted yet. Saturday night I was at his place.
I’ve always known I’m pretty in that annoying way where guys decide stuff about you before you even talk. It didn’t make this less weird. He wasn’t the first old guy who stared too long. Just the first one I actually went home with because I needed something from him.
We stayed late after class all semester and called it office hours. He never touched me on campus. The week before finals I was panicking. I texted him and basically begged for extra credit or a retake. He said come by his office. I went. Chairs were stacked so we sat on the floor. He told me there wasn’t much he could do officially. Then he asked if I wanted to talk about it somewhere else. I said yes.
His place was like ten minutes away. I followed his car. The drive felt super charged and quiet. His apartment smelled like old coffee and books. He opened the door and just stood there for a second like he couldn’t believe I actually came.
The first time was in his bedroom with the lights on. It wasn’t smooth. My jeans got stuck. Then it got real.
He made me give him a blowjob for a really long time before anything else. Like longer than I expected. My jaw was hurting and he just kept his hand in my hair and told me to keep going. When we finally had sex I realized he was kind of small. It wasn’t bad or anything, just not what I pictured. But he tried really hard and was actually a gentleman the whole time. The foreplay was good and he kept checking if I was okay. Young guys are usually all romantic and soft about everything. With him it was different. More direct. And I kinda liked it.
We did it again in the morning. Then I left. Sat in my car for five minutes pretending to check my phone.
Two days later the final grades went up. He gave me a B. High enough to pass and graduate.
That was three weeks ago.
Honestly the sex was better than I expected. Even with the small dick situation he made it work and treated me decent. I’m not even mad about it. If anything I’m down to do it again next semester if I need to.
Would you have done the same thing if it was the only way to graduate?

This happened a couple months ago.

My friend invited me to her older brother’s wedding. I had met him a few times before but we never talked much. He’s 29 and his new wife is really nice. After the reception a bunch of us went back to the hotel. Everyone was drinking and having a good time.

At some point I was sitting outside by the pool and he came out to get some air. We started talking and ended up sitting there for a long time. The conversation got flirty. I knew it was wrong but the alcohol and the moment made it feel exciting.

We ended up going back to his hotel room. His wife was still at the after party with everyone else. We had sex on the bed. It was passionate and a little desperate. He was really into it and made sure I finished first. I stayed for about an hour then went back to my own room before anyone noticed.

The next day at brunch everything was normal. He acted like nothing happened and so did I. We haven’t spoken about it since.

I still feel guilty when I see my friend but I also get turned on remembering that night. It was the first time I ever did something like that.

Has anyone else had a secret hookup at a wedding or family event? How did you feel afterwards?

Okay this happened last weekend and I'm still thinking about it.

I've been going to the same gym for almost a year now. There's this one guy who's usually there at the same time as me. He's 28, tall, covered in tattoos, and always gives me a little smile and says hi when we pass each other. We never talked much more than that until last Friday.

I was done with my workout and heading out when he walked up and asked if I wanted to grab a smoothie. I said sure without overthinking it. We ended up sitting at this little cafe talking for almost two hours. He was actually really funny and easy to talk to. No cocky gym guy vibe at all.

When we got back to the parking lot he kissed me. It caught me off guard but in a good way. We both laughed after because it felt bold. I invited him back to my place and he came.

The sex was surprisingly good for a first time. It wasn't perfect. We bumped heads once and started laughing. But he was really attentive. He took his time and actually paid attention to what felt good for me. I came from him going down on me and then again during sex, which almost never happens the first time with someone new.

We just laid in bed afterwards talking and chilling. He left the next morning with a kiss and said we should do it again sometime. No pressure, no weirdness.

It was nice to have a hookup that felt fun and respectful. I actually felt wanted in a way I haven't in a while.

Has anyone else had a random gym hookup that turned out better than expected? Was it just a one time thing for you too?

This happened about two months ago.

I had been single for almost four months after a long relationship ended. I wasn’t really looking for anything, but one of my coworkers and I had been texting more and more outside of work. He’s 27, easy to talk to, and we have a similar sense of humor. Nothing serious, just casual conversation at first.

One weekend we both had nothing going on and decided to hang out. We grabbed food, walked around downtown for a while, then ended up back at his place watching movies. The vibe slowly changed. We started kissing during the second movie. It felt good but also strange because it was the first time I had kissed anyone since my ex.

We took our time. There was a lot of laughing because we were both a little nervous. When we moved to his bedroom, clothes came off slowly. I remember feeling self-conscious at first, but he was really sweet about it. The sex was not perfect. It was slow and a bit clumsy. He kept checking in to make sure I was comfortable. I didn’t finish from penetration, but the way he touched me afterwards made me cum pretty hard.

We cuddled for a long time after. The next morning we did it again, this time more relaxed and a little better. We both agreed we weren’t looking for a relationship right now, so it stayed as a one-time thing. We still see each other at work and it’s surprisingly not awkward.

It was weirdly healing for me. Not crazy hot sex, but real, kind, and exactly what I needed to feel wanted again.

Anyone else have a similar experience with post-breakup sex? Was it awkward, good, or both?