Have you ever had a really good one night stand? It sounds fun but it doesn’t happen that often for two strangers to feel sexual chemistry, especially if you’ve had a bit too much too drink before. This explicit scene is from the Chilean movie En La Cama (“In the bed”) by Matías Bize.
- About the movie En La Cama
- Can two strangers have a great one night stand together?
- What about YOUR experience?
- One-Night Stands: 5 Shocking Facts About the Science of Hooking Up
- When It Comes to One Night Stand Stories, This One Is Hard to Beat–Here’s How My Strategy Can Get You Laid Quick Too…
- How I Got This Hottie’s Attention in Less Than 3 Seconds (You Won’t Believe What Happened Next)
- It Doesn’t End There…
- From “Innocent Flirting” to First Date in No Time…
- How I Got Her Back to My Place (Even Though I Wasn’t Feeling 100%)…
- The #1 Reason a Woman Will Make the First Move
- I Pinned Her Up Against The Wall…
- Sexy one shots
- How To Have A Successful One Night Stand
- Casual Sex Classics
- Safety Precautions
- It’s all in the dismount
- Story time
About the movie En La Cama
Two strangers, Daniela and Bruno, connect in Santiago. They’re both 30, they meet at a party and end up at a hotel room. It’s all very natural and we see these two characters have sex, talk, fight… But at the end of the night, will it be anything more than just a one night stand?
Can two strangers have a great one night stand together?
According to this movie it is very possible. The music, by Diego Fontecilla, makes the scene even more intense and beautiful. Add a lot of passion to a scene of casual sex and you got it. The thrill of not knowing the other person, of discovering each other’s body. It can be a disaster but it can also be a great moment.
What about YOUR experience?
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As someone who has never partaken in a true one-night stand, I’m never not interested in hearing about them in exquisite detail. Which is why I’m thrilled to reshare the below story, originally published in August 2018, in honor of peak single season.
You know those special summer evenings out with friends where you all stay out a little later than you originally intended, and maybe order one more round of Aperol Spritzes and hummus with pita bread for the table than you thought you would, and all of a sudden everyone is feeling warm and loose and in the mood to faux-whisper the tales of their most thrilling (or embarrassing or weird or funny) romantic encounters?
That’s what it feels like to read the below round-up of quotes from a whole bunch of people who generously recounted the stories of their most memorable one-night stands to Man Repeller. Scroll down to soak them up like that last bite of olive oil-drenched pita. Prepare to laugh, cringe and empathize—and add your own in the comment section if you have one.
“A couple of years ago I went on a family vacation to Cabo, had a three-day romance with a local volunteer firefighter and ended it by hooking up in a fire truck on the last night. I’ll never look at a fire truck the same.”
“I was 21 and didn’t want to be a virgin anymore so I went on Tinder and had my first and only one night stand. It was great.”
“It was 2002. I heard some friends talking about how one of the New York Mets just left the bar, so in my slightly inebriated state, I decided to go see if he was cute. He had just hailed a cab and was about to get in. I said, ‘Leaving already?’ and he said, ‘Should I?’ We hung out at the bar together for an hour or so, then went back to my place. He had an amazing body and it was the perfect first one night stand.”
“When we got back to my place, he took off his jeans to reveal boxers that looked like tiny denim hotpants. I was slightly shocked but went with it anyway.”
“Danish cornfields, a boy named Mathias, 12 beers apiece, up all night at a communal living compound. Unabashed sexy times within earshot of LOTS of disgruntled Scandinavians. Oh — and there was a sauna.”
“I was at a friend’s birthday party, and while happy to be there celebrating my friend, I was not having a great time. Everyone at the party was dancing to EDM music. I hate dancing. While outside trying to avoid the dance floor, I struck up conversation with a very handsome guy and we immediately hit it off. He laughed when I told him about my disdain for dancing and swore he’d get me to dance eventually. Later when the party died down, he walked me home. We stopped at a park near my apartment and he pulled out his phone. I thought he was going to take a photo, but nope, he put on “Dancing in the Moonlight” by Toploader. He grabbed my hand and taught me to dance (real rom-com stuff… think spinning me around and dipping me backwards) in the park, in the moonlight. We only made out a little bit, and I still hate dancing, but it definitely made for a good story and a memorable ‘one-night stand.’”
“I was 17 and it was New Year’s Eve. We smoked weed in his bed until everything became funny. Someone had spilled gummy bears on his comforter, and we kept feeding each other and cracking up. Feeding quickly turned to making out. Driving home the next morning, I kept finding gummy bears that were stuck to my arms and neck.”
“It was 2013 and I was trekking the previously unexplored Shilheipung Hills in Manipur, India with a guy. We went up with nothing but a makeshift axe, a rope and water. We reached the top by sundown after a lot of sweat, dirt, him dragging me, carrying me on his back, etc. But the kiss we shared was beautiful and so was everything else that followed. He left to work for the Navy some days later. To this day, we meet up once or twice every year for really good one-night stands, no strings attached.”
“I forgot my shoes at the guy’s place and walked in socks through the streets of London at 6 a.m.”
“I French-kissed with a total stranger in Budapest at the Széchenyi Chain Bridge, a suspension bridge that spans the River Danube between Buda and Pest and watched the sunrise. I later ditched him after he proposed to have sex behind a motorcycle.”
“I had just ended a 10-year relationship and I was ready to have my first one-night stand at my best friend’s wedding. I met a guy that night, brought him home and a year later we were married. Now we’re at six years and counting!”
“I lost my virginity in high school during a one-night stand (I wanted it that way). The next day in school we had to read the balcony scene in Romeo and Juliet together in front of the whole class. I wanted to faint.”
“I was in college and it was a pajama party, so naturally I was wearing a onesie with ducks all over it. This guy I thought was so hot started talking to me and we hit it off. He took me to the roof where we gazed at the stars together and drank Natty Lights. He was a great kisser and it was amazing sex, but we never talked again after that. Honestly I mostly am just proud that I successfully picked up a guy wearing duck onesie pajamas.”
“I was 18 and had just moved to San Francisco. I was just beginning my medical transition. I was feeling lonely, so I met up with a guy who had been messaging me on a dating app. It was a bit awkward. We tried finding food both of us could eat. For me, vegan, and him, gluten-free. We ended up settling on a burger place. We started talking and I could feel an attraction. I was really into him. We went back to his place for some honestly mediocre sex haha. I asked after if there was a place nearby to grab a coffee and he offered to make me one. We sat and snuggled for a bit and decided go try to find fireworks (it was the Fourth of July). We ended up in Dolores park. We sat down and ended up kissing and cuddling, hardly able to wait to get back to his place again.
This experience meant a lot for me at a time of my life where I thought being trans meant I would have to sacrifice true romantic encounters and simply cope with being fetishized and reduced to my trans identity. It also showed me that there were men who would walk down the street with me, holding my hand, somewhat unaffected by the toxic masculinity that can be fatal for us trans folk. It shaped my expectations for how I wanted to be treated by men and gave me hope that I will actually be able to find someone who respects me and my identity eventually.”
“When I was 19, I had sex with this Australian rugby player on the bathroom sink/basement couch of an NYC hostel. His name was James. He would ask, ‘Do you like this/do you want to do this?” before trying anything, which was totally not the consent-norm of the time, and which my young feminist self found very sexy. We had to keep going up to the hostel front desk for condoms in what was likely the most conspicuous manner. I have thought of the night fondly ever since.”
“He tried to give me a fish from his fish tank.”
“I saw this guy at a bar who was cute, alone and seemed non-threatening, so I approached. I asked him why he looked so lonely, which prompted a laugh. We drank, danced, laughed, and made out with each other through the rest of the night. I went home with him and we had great sex. A week later I found out I had chlamydia (most likely from him). When I told him, he was surprisingly relaxed — we both went to the doctor and we were both prescribed meds. After our doctor business, he asked me to come over and watch some Netflix with him, and we genuinely bonded over our temporary STD. We hit it off. It’s been nearly three years now and we’re still seeing each other. He’s one of my best friends.”
“I met a stranger in a bookstore in Rome and went back to his place where he bent me over a rooftop balcony overlooking the Coliseum and fucked my brains out.”
“We met on Instagram. When I visited LA, we kept trying to meet up, but it wasn’t working out, so I wrote it off. But then she called me after her shift ended at 10 p.m. We met up at a bar lined with wooden planks à la a ship from 1900s; it was filled with rainbow Christmas lights and locals, the scent of the close-by Santa Monica Pier strong. When she walked in, I noticed that her eyes were yellow. Two Pacificos with lime later, we took a cab to another bar, our shoulders close to, but not touching — in the way they do when two people are interested, but unsure. We picked songs from the juke box while she touched my back. I leaned forward off of my stool and kissed her while John Martyn sang into an empty Venice bar. We made our way to her house, a classic bungalow like the ones in Eve Babitz’s books; spent 15 drunk minutes on the floor of her living room trying to calm her dog from this 2 a.m. intruder. I don’t remember how we got to her room. How I got undressed. If my bra stayed on. Hers did not. She called me ‘baby’ while we had passionate, overdue sex. Afterwards, her dog slept between our legs. Two hours later, I called a car from her bed, watching through hungover eyelids as her chest rose and fell. I took the car to the airport and flew home to Utah.”
“He was the lead singer in a college band. I had a very serious boyfriend at the time who was 1,500 miles away. I went to the see the band and he sang most of his songs directly to me. Afterwards, he invited me for drinks and we went back to his place. We had sex for seven hours and watched the sun come up. Before I left I licked him from his ankle to his neck as my goodbye. I gave him a fake number. It was the only time I have ever cheated. It was worth it.”
“It was in Israel when I was visiting the country with friends over winter break from college. I was staying in a hotel and went to a bar with my girls, where I met someone who was a soldier in the special forces unit. He was four years older (I was 18 at the time), and we ended up having sex in my hotel’s supply closet. I never saw him again, and I like it that way.”
“I was 19 and in Paris. I met a Parisian in a bar, who whisked me to his apartment on his Vespa. I spent the night and woke up to an empty bed. He had gone to the bakery downstairs to get me warm pain au chocolat. It sounds fake but I swear this happened to me.”
“I was my friend’s maid of honor, and one of the groomsmen and I were the only two single people in the wedding party. We also had immediate chemistry. We flirted through the entire rehearsal dinner and then were inseparable at the wedding. We both got drunk. He helped me take one million bobby pins out of my hair. We hooked up in his hotel room. I dipped out early in the morning and we’ve literally never spoken again. I still have the bobby pins, though.”
“Philadelphia. Tiny Airbnb. Pizza first, then the hookup. Sex toys involved. Showered afterwards. What a night.”
“It was Halloween and I was dressed as Björk (the swan dress). I went home with a guy and it turns out it was his parents’ house. I didn’t have a change of clothes and we ended up eating breakfast together (me wearing the swan dress).”
“I spent one night in Venice, visiting a cute Italian guy from my internship who spoke zero English. It got hot and heavy quickly, so I wanted to refresh myself with a glass of juice. I didn’t know how to ask for juice so I said ‘limone,’ thinking maybe I would get some lemonade. I did not. He brought me a full lemon, cut in half, and proceeded to squeeze lemon juice all over my body and lick it off. It felt AMAZING, but now I tell people my trip to Venice was ‘totally lemons.’”
“I was working as a server and had spent the whole night flirting with a very handsome man 10 years my senior, who was visiting Toronto for the weekend. At the end of the night he asked me for a pack of matches. When I gave him the matches he told me he’d only take them if my number was written inside. He texted me that night to make plans. A few days later we met for a late afternoon drink and ended up hitting it off so well that he booked a 5-star hotel room for the night. We drank champagne in the bathtub, ate Chinese food naked on the patio and had some of the best sex of my life!”
“He smelled really nice and kept telling me how much he loved my body all night. When we were done we ordered late night take out and streamed Final Destination 2.”
“I had sex with a woman for the first time over Pride weekend after meeting her at a bar and I’m gay as fuck now!”
“He was cute. But I woke up early and en route to the bathroom discovered that literally the only books on his bookshelf were the collected works of Dan Brown. I immediately left his apartment.”
“We met at a California Tortilla where he helped me select a hot sauce from the hot sauce wall. After we slept together, we discovered his ex was hooking up with my ex.”
“I met her during the pregame, a friend of a friend. We talked about feminism. She had glitter spread over her freckles. As a fledgling queer, it was one of those, ‘do I want to date her or be her?’ conundrums. We danced together on and off throughout the night, but I couldn’t get a definitive read on it. At what point do you go from friendly to flirting?… ‘Want to get out of here?’ she giggled into my ear. We got our coats from the coat check, I checked in with the rest of my friends, and we made a hasty exit. She stumbled a bit on the stairs but didn’t fall. ‘Alright I’ll take you home,’ I joked. ‘No,’ she insisted, ‘I’m taking you home!’”
“He was great and super fun, until he whispered, ‘You taste like root vegetables, specifically carrots and turnips’ into my ear. I had to stop things right there because I couldn’t catch my breath from laughing so hard.”
Collage by Getty Images and Dasha Faires.
One-Night Stands: 5 Shocking Facts About the Science of Hooking Up
See the surprising ways your brain (and your hips) play a role in your casual sex encounters.
It’s a familiar scene: a thriving nightlife, a club or maybe a wine bar where glasses are clinking and singles are mingling before drifting off into the shadows — two by two. It’s not the perfect picture of romance, but when you’re caught up in the moment, a warm body feels like a fair substitute for love, right?
Hooking up is just a reality of the dating scene. But since when did the hookup scene become the place to find love? While you may think you’re just living the carefree single life, your brain is influencing your decisions more than you might want to admit.
1. Your Brain On Hooking Up: Men & Women Have Different Morning-After Emotions
We all know that love is a powerful drug. It’s comparable to being addicted to crack cocaine. Literally. The shared, near-identical effect amounts to a rush of feel-good chemicals in your brain (or a “high”) that leaves you with an enhanced mood, a heightened sexual interest and a boost of self-confidence … not to mention impaired judgment that can influence you to make poor decisions in the dark of night that you come to regret in the light of day (that is, the morning after).
The proof to this morning-after regret? Psychologist Anne Campbell from the Durham University in England surveyed more than 3,300 people between the ages of 17 and 40. Half of them — men and women equally included — reported having experienced a one-night stand. She asked them to describe their experiences and, more importantly, the emotions they experienced the morning after.
Her research on casual sex found that despite women’s claims that they can have carefree sex unattached: 80 percent of men had overall positive feelings; meanwhile, only 54 percent of women had positive feelings.
Instead, they felt “regret at being used.” Women said, “I felt cheap,” “horrified afterward,” and “I felt degraded. Made myself look cheap and easy. Total regret.”
2. There’s A Connection Between Poor Mental State & Casual Sex
So why do we do it? Over and over again? It all has to do with motive.
A study conducted by researchers from Ohio State and published in the Journal Of Sex Research sought to clarify whether the state of someone’s mental health determined how often they had random sexual encounters and vice-versa. In surveying the sexual behaviors and mental health of 10,000 people, those who reported serious thoughts of suicide or more depressive symptoms as teens were more likely to engage in casual sex as young adults. In other words, poor mental state and casual sex do reinforce each other — in both men and women.
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3. Is There A “Hookup” Gene? Actually, Yes
In studying human sexual behavior, Justin Garcia and his research team from State University of New York at Binghamton, he suggests that a person’s DNA may be to blame when it comes to infidelity and sexual promiscuity.
For their widely cited study, published in PloS One, they surveyed 181 young adults on their sexual history and tested them for a gene called DRD4, which affects levels of dopamine in the brain and has been associated with ADHD, alcoholism, as well as compulsive, risk-taking behaviors such as partying and gambling. Out of the subject pool, 43 tested positive for the gene, and according to the researchers, “report a greater categorical rate of promiscuous sexual behavior (i.e., having ever had a ‘one-night stand’) and report a more than 50 percent increase in instances of sexual infidelity.”
Does that leave you off the hook to cheat? The experts reiterate that your genetic makeup isn’t the only influence over your sexual behavior.
4. What You’re Looking For In A Hookup Is Written All Over Your Face — And Hips
In 2008, a British study published in the journal Evolution And Human Behavior tried to establish how men and women perceive someone’s likelihood of having casual sex just by looking at his or her face. They found that women who looked more attractively feminine and men who looked more masculine were not perceived as wanting a real, exclusive relationship.
Another for indicator for sexually liberated women? Wide hips. Dr Colin A. Hendrie, associate professor of Human and Animal Ethology at Leeds University, surveyed 148 women — ages between 18 and 26 — on their hip circumference and their sexual history.
The researchers found that wide-hipped ladies were more inclined to have one-night stands. More specifically, women with hips at least 0.8 inches wider than other women admitted that one-night stands accounted for three out of every four of their past sexual relationships.
The experts theorize that this subconscious rationale harkens back to our evolution as a species. Wide hips meant better odds of childbearing. However, the scientific community debates whether this is actually true or not.
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5. Men Drop Their Standards, While Women Raise Them
A study conducted by Dr. Achim Schützwohl and his team from Brunel University in the UK (published in Springer’s journal Human Nature) proved that both sexes demonstrate a remarkable difference when it comes to being propositioned for casual sex. They examined how a hookup’s hypothetical physical attractiveness (slightly unattractive, moderately attractive and exceptionally attractive) would determine a person’s willingness to accept one of three hookup requests (go out, come to apartment, go to bed).
For all three requests, men were more likely to accept a hookup regardless of her attractiveness. On the other side of the equation, women placed more importance on a man’s looks. They were more likely to accept the “apartment” and “bed” requests from an “exceptionally” attractive man than from either a “moderately” attractive or “slightly” unattractive man. (Guess that means better luck next time, guys.)
This guest article originally appeared on YourTango.com: The Science Of Hookups: 5 Shocking Facts About One-Night Stands.
One-Night Stands: 5 Shocking Facts About the Science of Hooking Up
One night stands have the potential to be awful – either you’ve been drinking and therefore can feel essentially nothing from the waist down, or the fact that you’re banging someone who doesn’t know you or your body means it’s just not that enjoyable.
But here, eight people who got lucky and had really really hot one nights stands share their stories.
1.”It taught me a lot about my sexuality”
“I added a guy on Snapchat by accident and after him sending me messages for weeks I finally replied. I wasn’t really interested because I wasn’t attracted physically to him, but agreed to meet up at my place. After drinking a 12-pack, we had sex and he gave me the best oral I had ever gotten. We probably fucked six times before the morning, and it was all amazing. I learned a lot about my sexuality during that fling, and will always cherish it.”
2.”It felt like a movie”
“I’d met a guy off tinder who didn’t have his age up. We talked for a while and then kind of fell off. A few months passed by and I was horny and didn’t have a FWB or anything, so I messaged him and he said he was down to come over. First of all the man was gorgeous and insanely intelligent. Throughout the hours that we talked, we somehow got onto the topic of classical music and how we both liked it. So I threw on some Ludovico Einaudi. Shortly after, we got in bed. I just remember staring into his eyes while he was thrusting into me slowly, with the piano as our background noise. It felt like a movie.”
3.”The sex was the best of my life”
“My friends in another city got me drunk before putting me on a flight back to my home. A beautiful girl entered the plane, and as she walked down the aisle all eyes were on her. We landed and I went to the shuttle bus stop to take me to my car in the remote . I got a tap on my shoulder, and it was her. She asked me if I would give her a ride to her hotel and I said yes. We got to the hotel very late and I helped her bring her luggage to the front desk. It was not a big hotel so they did not have porters working.
“I followed like a puppy dog”
“She asked if I would help her bring her bags to her room and I followed like a puppy dog. When we got to her room I laid the luggage down and wished her a good night. As I turned to leave she asked me if I would like to spend the night with her. I was flattered and excited. She told me to undress and wait for her in bed while she went into the bathroom. When she appeared she was in a very sexy negligee. She had big breasts on a gorgeous body. We had sex twice that night, and again in the morning. I showed her a few things she never did before. The sex was great, and probably the best of my life.”
4.”He had the biggest penis I have ever seen”
“I was 20 then, sitting at the Irish bar with my female friend, getting some drinks and chatting with bartender. Around midnight my friend got tired and took a cab home. I stayed because I had great fun talking with that bartender. We talked all night, I stayed until it was empty and he was closing the pub around 3 AM. I started to help him with cleaning the place. He was sweeping the billiards room, I was sweeping the bar room until we met in very narrow aisle between those two rooms. We talked quietly for another few minutes standing there very close, face to face, until we kissed. We finished cleaning, left the pub for a night tram. It turns out we were going for the same tram as we live few blocks from each other. We cuddled on the tram stop and I invited him to my place.
“It was thick, and nine to 10 inches”
“As we landed naked in my bed, I could tell he didn’t really know what to do. I asked if he’d had sex before, and he answered, ‘sort of’. He said he’d tried few times with his ex-girlfriend but it wasn’t a big success because of his size. And I shit you not, he in fact had the biggest dick I have ever seen in my life. Thick, and nine to 10 inches. He asked me to teach him how to fuck and I became a great teacher that night. I really like to recall that story to myself and I have the most warm thoughts about him, not the greatest sex I had but such a great guy.”
5.”She squirted in my face”
” I met a lady at a shopping centre and got her phone number. We met up at a Starbucks that was 10 minutes from her house and talked for about an hour until closing. We took our drinks to her car and chatted a little more, before she started rubbing my crotch. We made out a little bit and my hands conveniently made their way inside her jeans and down her knickers. She was so wet, I thought she’d orgasm right there. I got in my car and followed her to her house. Inside her bedroom was a Great Dane just sitting on the bed. She shooed him off the bed and proceeded to undress me quickly. We started in missionary, but I decided to pleasure her orally. the juiciest vagina I’ve ever seen. She literally squirted in my face after 10-15 minutes of oral. and she came a couple of minutes after. We must have had sex about three times. There was sweat dripping because the A/C wasn’t strong. Her dog was licking my heel while I was entering her in doggy . It was hot and weird at the same time. Afterwards for pillow talk, she told me she was a criminal.”
6.”I had to beg him not to make me come anymore”
“I had travelled out of town for a football game. My team won and drinks were flowing and the celebration was on. I met a local out at the bar that night and went home with him. The way that guy used my body was like nothing I have ever had before, or after. There was hardly a moment when he didn’t have something in my pussy. He fucked me and came, and as soon as he went soft he would pull out and put his fingers inside of me. He would keep massaging my G-spot and rubbing my clit until he forced me to cum over and over. I had to beg him to not make me cum anymore, and by that time he was hard again. He flipped me on to my stomach and pressed me into the bed. He grabbed handfuls of my hair and plowed his cock into me. He bent me over his sofa and smacked my ass and fucked me more. The only time my vagina got a rest was when his cock was buried in my throat and I was gagging as I took the whole length of him. We were together for about 12 hours, and I can honestly say that no one has ever so thoroughly owned me like that ever, not even men who have known me for years. I think about that night all the time.”
7.”She rode my like a total champ”
“I’m not a big fan of one night stands mostly because the sex is rarely that good. It is thrilling to know that you can make someone you met so hot that they just want to take you home and fuck you, though. So with that to frame the story, here it is: I was 26, travelling in Boston for work, and took the weekend after my work trip to check out the city. I wandered into a coffee shop and was flipping through whatever random newspaper I found by the door. It was pretty dead so the barista started chatting with me. She was a smoking hot blonde, curvy, and we start flirting back and forth. Now normally I don’t bother women at work, but I figure that since she started it, I was on solid ground. She found out I was leaving the next day, and wrote her address on a napkin and casually slipped it into my shirt pocket. She then whispered, ‘9pm, be there.’ I showed up, we had some wine, then fucked for like half the night. She was great, totally into it, loved receiving oral, rode my dick like a total champ, gave me ass play with her finger while I was coming and everything. Then I left for my flight at 6am and never saw her again.”
8.”She got her beautiful breasts out”
“About 10 years ago, I used to be friendly with a colleague, Lauren. We lived a few minutes away from each other. She was pretty, dark hair, brown eyes, a nice ass and small boobs. Excellent smile and giggle, and pretty socially awkward but so was I. One day, her car broke down and was . One day turned into four days so we commuted to and from work that week since I lived close enough, and I kinda wanted to see where things might go.
“She started rubbing me through my jeans”
“That Friday evening I dropped her off and she goes, ‘You’ve never seen my apartment, I want to make you a cup of tea at least to thank you for your help this week and saving me the cost of a rental car.’ I agreed and got a tour of her tiny studio apartment. She changed into something more comfortable and came back in a baggy t-shirt, obviously no bra and yoga pants. She sat next to me on the sofa and whispered breathily in my ear, ‘Thank you, soooo much…’ She started rubbing me through my jeans, and before I knew it she got her beautiful boobs out, was getting my boxers down and and saying, ‘You’re so generous, I really want to thank you and I ran out of tea, so this is better right?’ She starts going down on me super aggressively, she finishes me off really quickly on her boobs and I feel pretty awesome about the whole thing.”
When It Comes to One Night Stand Stories, This One Is Hard to Beat–Here’s How My Strategy Can Get You Laid Quick Too…
This story is an oldie, but a goodie — and I want to use it to teach you something very important. Namely, about the art of starting conversations with women.
This happened a while back. I had been living on my block in New York City for a while, and I hadn’t come across a single hot woman who lived near me.
My daily ritual looked a little something like this:
Wake up (usually earlier than I’d like)…
And go outside for a breath of fresh air.
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Day after day, I’d be out by 8:30 A.M. on the lookout for a real beauty walking down my street. But day after day… nothing.
That was until I saw her:
There I was, standing outside, thinking my day would be just like any other… and then she appeared.
She had long black hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and killer high heels. She was smoking hot — I literally had to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn’t dreaming (I wasn’t.)
There was only one little problem:
She was walking toward me… and I had NO idea what to say. S**t.
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I kept racking my brain for a good opener… nothing.
At this point, she was walking closer and closer, and my mind was still blank.
I couldn’t believe it! I’ve been voted one of the best dating coaches in the damn world — how did I have nothing to say? The irony was not lost on me.
I knew that if I didn’t open my mouth, it would be years before I got that opportunity again on my street.
What did I do?
My mind blanked, and I said the first thing I could think of. As she walked by, I said:
“Oh my God! You are like the worst neighbor ever!!!”
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It Doesn’t End There…
Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if she was my neighbor, but I knew that saying something was better than nothing. Plus, I didn’t want to have to stand out on my street every morning after that waiting for her to give me another opportunity.
So here’s what happened after that:
Her: (in a whiny voice) “Whyyyy am I the worst neighbor ever?”
Me: “Well, aren’t new neighbors supposed to bake cookies or a cake for the hottest boy on the block? Now that I think about it, I’m kinda mad at you for being so shy!”
Her: “I’ve seen you out here for years and you’ve never said ‘Hi’ to me!”
(At this point, I was pretty sure I had her — I had never seen her before, so there was no way she had seen me outside for years.)
Me: “Don’t avoid the question. Where are my cookies? And I never say ‘Hi’ to girls. They just always say ‘Hi’ to me. Why are you trying to be so different? Are you shy?”
We flirted like this for a little while… but then I knew I had to step up my game.
From “Innocent Flirting” to First Date in No Time…
If you know the basics, then flirting is, for the most part, pretty easy.
However, making a solid plan for a date with a woman you’ve only just met? Not so simple.
So I started to do some qualifying with her — she surrendered to all of my qualifications. However, she was pretty sassy, so I knew she’d be giving me her “s**t tests.”
We got into a sort of flirtatious “mental battle”; it was fun, challenging, and super f’in hot.
I could tell by her body language that she was going to be late for work or needed to rush, but it was fun keeping her invested in me so she wouldn’t leave.
We talked like this for about 20 minutes — and that’s when I asked her if she was ever going to build up the courage to ask me out.
Of course, she replied, “But you’re the one who’s supposed to ask ME out!”
Here’s what happened next:
Me: “How about this? I’ll ask you out… but only if you bake me the cookies you owe!”
Me: “Cool… give me your number and I’ll shoot you a text when I finally wake up later. How’s Saturday night?”
How I Got Her Back to My Place (Even Though I Wasn’t Feeling 100%)…
So Saturday comes around — and I wake up feeling kinda sick. Not too feverish, but definitely a little stuffy.
I was seriously considering canceling on this girl, so I decided I’d let her know I wasn’t feeling too great but I was almost 100% sure I could go out.
As the day went on, though, I felt progressively lazier and more tired. She sent me a few texts to ask how I was feeling… so I said:
“Still feeling groggy, so we might have to take it easy. Maybe a bite to eat?” (I hadn’t eaten anything all day.)
As an aside, I feel like I should mention that I hate taking women out to dinner and almost never do it… but there is always an exception.
She replied, “That’s fine. Get some rest — you’re going to need it.”
When she showed up at my door, she looked insanely hot:
Black mini skirt…
The works. I was impressed.
The date went well — we had some awesome conversation and laughed with each other a lot.
So how did I get her back to my place, even though I was still kinda feeling like s**t?
I said this:
“Listen, hanging out with you is really fun and I want to spend more time with you… but I can’t go to a bar or club tonight. I’m just too out of it. Let’s get some beers and just go to my place.”
It was that simple. This smoking hot girl was about to come back to my place… and it never would have happened if I didn’t say “Hi.”
Once we got back to my place, we were having a good time just talking on my couch… when all of a sudden, she gets up out of nowhere, straddles my lap, and starts making out with me.
The #1 Reason a Woman Will Make the First Move
Normally, I’m the one to make the first move when I take a woman back to my place. But we were only at my place for about 10-15 minutes when she jumped on top of me!
Of course, I wasn’t about to object to her sexual advances — so why did she go for it in the first place?
Well, she was confident as hell… and I let her know that I found her confidence sexy.
The truth is, if you let a woman know you want her on a date, it will often be exactly what she needs to get that confidence boost. And it’s that confidence boost that causes her to make the first move.
BRAND-NEW: 7 Hot-As-Hell Sexts That Get Her to Come Over & Strip Down Naked For You…
But anyway, back to the story…
So there we were, making out, and things were getting pretty hot.
I grabbed the back of her hair and started kissing her neck… when all of a sudden, she pulled back, stared into my eyes, and said, “I like it when you’re rough.”
In response, I said, “Oh yeah? You just got yourself into a lot of trouble.”
And then I started to get really rough with her… you’re gonna love what happens next:
I Pinned Her Up Against The Wall…
“Take me from behind Glenn!” She begged me… so I did.
Man, I gave it to her hard… all the way up until she had an explosive “Deep Spot” Orgasm and squirted aaaall over me.
When she turned around, her cheeks were bright red and her eyes were wide… she pushed me down on the couch and whispered, “You gave me exactly what I wanted… now it’s your turn.” 😉
Well… I’ll spare you the details, but she kissed down my stomach… further… further… and gave me the best oral of my entire LIFE.
That never would have happened if I didn’t give her a legendary “Deep Spot” Orgasm–thank you, Lawrence Lanoff!
When I first found out about the “Deep Spot” Orgasm, I had heard that only guys who were “huge” *down there* (like 12 inches) could pull it off… which was pretty disappointing (I’m not tiny, but I’m not like cartoon huge either)… until I met Lawrence.
He’s this tantric master who developed a technique for any guy to give a girl a “Deep Spot” Orgasm… even if you’re “average” or “below-average.”
Well, I know I said this girl was my hot-as-hell “one night stand”… but after I gave her that “Deep Spot” Orgasm? She practically begged to sleep with me again…
(And she did whatever I asked in bed after that. 😉 Hell yeah!)
This video will show you how to do it–man, you’re gonna love this:
How to Give Any Girl the “Deep Spot” Orgasm She Craves…
Sexy one shots
I glance around the room, but my eyes keep gravitating to one girl in particular.
She looked fücking beautiful in her red dress, and my hands itched to touch her. She was laughing with her friend, a coke in her hand. I looked down at my bottle of beer, and when I looked back up, she was gone. I shook my head and went to find my friend.
I finally found Jinx after half an hour of roaming the house, his arm around Laney’s friend. He had his special grin on as he charmed her pants off. Well, in this case, panties. Laney was standing off to the looking uncomfortable.
This was my chance.
I put my beer down as I walked up to her. She gazed up at me, her big doe eyes finding mine. Then she bent down and pulled her shoes off. I quirked an eyebrow at that but didn’t say anything.
“Those are deathtraps.” She mumbled chucking them behind her. I lean slightly to the side to see her heels hit some girl in the head. The girl then chucked a heel in reply, but it missed.
However, I had to stop her when she started to tug her dress off. As much as I would love to see that, I doubt she would appreciate that. “What are you doing?”
“I’m sure you look great, but there are other people here.” I pull her hands away from her dress which she was tugging at again.
“So? People should have to pay to see this.” She gestured to her body.
I would pay to see that.
When she tries to pull her dress off for the third time, I lead her up the stairs and into a bedroom. It’s better that she embarrasses herself in front of one person than hundreds. I make her sit on the bed before locking the door.
“You’re hot.” She mumbles her eyes traveling over me. “Can you take off your clothes?”
My eyes widen at her words. She seems so shy during school, who would have thought she would ask me to strip. “You think I’m hot?”
“The hottest. You rank a nine on the hot-o-meter.” She tells me before tugging her dress over her head.
The action takes me by surprise as she drops her dress on the ground, letting out a sigh. Now, she was just in a red lacy bra with a matching thong. Oh, God. I could feel my pants tighten when she stretched, arching her back slightly. Her eyes find mine and she tilts her head slightly.
My legs, on their own accord, carry me over to her, where she was sitting. I found myself kneeling so I was at the same height as her. She parted her legs so I could be between them. I couldn’t help myself, I gently reached out to cup her breasts, my thumb rubbing through the lace. I made to sure to keep an eye on her to make sure she was okay with this. She gave a small moan that made me harder.
I leaned forward and captured her lips with mine, in a soft kiss. She responded, her lips moving against mine. When she pulled away, a low growl left my lips as I connected our lips again. My hands left her breasts to grip her waist as I pushed her onto her back. Balancing on my forearms, I hover over her kissing her. Her hands go to my hair and she tugs at it gently. My knees sink into the bed on either side of her as I straighten to pull off my shirt.
Her hands roam my chest until the go lower to my abs. “Oh my, you really do have abs. I thought it was a myth.”
“My abs are no myth,” I smirk before claiming her lips again. My hands travel to her back, and to her bra. “Can I?”
How To Have A Successful One Night Stand
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One night stands can be tricky business.
It might seem fun and easy to go to a bar, find a hottie and take them home for some hanky panky.
Enjoy a pleasure-filled night and part ways the next day…or right after.
However, it rarely goes so smoothly. Lucky for you, we have a few tips and tricks to make every one night stand a healthy, connected and fun experience.
Casual Sex Classics
When I was planning on writing this blog post, I did an inventory on my sex life and tried to find nuggets of wisdom in my past “one-night stands.”
Shockingly, I realized I never considered some of these encounters to be the classic “one-night stand” as portrayed in the media. Which is, what exactly?
Here’s the Classic Hollywood Movie Scene: Guy meets girl in a bar. Both are drunk or tipsy or at least socially lubricated. Guy takes girl home and sleeps with her. Girl leaves the next morning under awkward circumstances. Both don’t really remember the sex and feel weird. The End. Yikes.
Let’s rewrite this script, shall we?
Take two: A babe meets a cutie in a coffee shop, on the train, in a bar, at a networking event. Strikes up a conversation. Discovers the other person is intriguing and open to a sexual experience. The two travel to someone’s abode or safe/fun place to have sex. The experience is mutually beneficial, hot and wonderful. They discuss boundaries, communicate their needs so they are met, and leave the encounter with clear expectations of either continuing a dialogue or parting in a positive way. The end.
Let’s break down the elements of this healthy and connected one-night stand, so you can have them too.
I’ve had one-night stands (or rather afternoon delights) turn into long term relationships. So, even though the definition of a one-night stand implies that the relationship begins and ends in one night, don’t discount the idea of future contact.
On the other hand, you have to be prepared that you may never see this person again, since the implied “contract” is to simply sleep together. Don’t go into the encounter expecting more. Be open to possibilities, but make sure you communicate what you are both expecting from the experience. A shared understanding of what this sexual dalliance will be and mean is crucial to successful casual sex. Difffering expectations and confusion aren’t sexy.
Some of the best one-night stands can occur while traveling. I had a French lover while visiting Paris. It was automatically implied that we wouldn’t be seeing each other again because we didn’t live in the same place.
Going home with a stranger or someone you don’t know very well is risky. Make sure you have enough conversation with the person first. Get to know them, what they do for a living, where they live, what their friendships are like, their interests, learn as much as you can. I realize this doesn’t sound as sexy as just being rapidly swept off your barstool and into the bedroom. However, you should get enough information so that you can trust your gut about this person you’re about to trust with your body.
Tip 1: Text a friend with the full name and address of your one-night stand. Let your friend know what’s up.
Tip 2: Don’t drink too much! There is no sense in having a wonderful sexcapade if you can’t remember it. Moreover, you don’t want to be taken advantage of. Consent is always key.
Tip 3: If you are going to someone’s place, make sure to get the lay of the land. Know your environment. Keep your phone fully charged and close by just in case.
Tip 4: Make sure you ask about STI’s and sexual health. Use condoms and condom-safe lubricants like the water-based lube, Aqua by Pjur.
If there is an element of playfulness, then the encounter can be considered a success. There should be mutual respect and boundaries. Within that – play. Have fun!
As my friend says, “There can be intimacy but it’s a temporary and playful vibe. Like when you go watch a movie, you get into it as much as you want, but it’s understood that you will leave the theater when it’s over.”
There is a fallacy around how intimate and connected you can be with a stranger. The implication is that you can only be meaningfully intimate inside a committed relationship. I have found this not necessarily to be the case. There are times you can be even more vulnerable with someone you know less. Perhaps because you have less to lose and can feel the freedom of the moment.
The majority of what a relative stranger knows about you is what is happening in the moment – the curves of your body, the smell of your cologne, the sounds you’re making. It can be an incredibly erotic and bonding experience to be in that state of discovery without past judgment or baggage.
The way to have a healthy connection in a one-night stand is to stay present to your pleasure and receptive to your partner. Continue to check in with yourself as to your needs and desires and if they are being met. Maximize your pleasure by busting out your fave sex toys, like your womanizer. Focus on your partner, but also how you are feeling. Take your time – you could always use a delay spray if you want to last longer.
Let it be intense and connected. This is something you are choosing for yourself. Give yourself the gift of this encounter. Do some eye gazing. You can learn a lot about someone simply drinking them in through your senses.
It’s all in the dismount
You both just came. Hopefully, the ejaculation etiquette was on point. You are lying there breathing heavily in a state of post-coital bliss. Until it hits you…ok, now what? Do I stay? Do I kick them out? Will there be cuddling? Do I have to hold them all night?
This is where a sense of humor can come in handy. Try to make light of the awkwardness and you can even comment on it so that it gets diffused.
If you played your sexpectations right, you will know by now what your partner expects for sleeping over. But if that wasn’t covered, you can simply ask “Mind if I sleep over?” or “Were you thinking of staying over?”
If you are hosting, and you do want them to sleep over, invite them. If you really don’t want your partner to sleep over, be honest and polite, but don’t be abrupt about it. At least offer something to eat or drink and a chance to collect themselves. Share with them what you really enjoyed about the night.
If both parties don’t plan on maintaining any kind of communication, that’s ok. Say your goodbye in a way that honors the fun you just had, while also establishing a boundary.
I always, always appreciate a follow-up text after coitus. A simple compliment does the trick “You’re hot! Thanks for a fun night!” or “Nice to meet you. Thanks for making my night!” Something to the effect of this being a temporary but thoroughly enjoyed occurrence.
Don’t get butthurt if you don’t hear from them again. They have a right not to maintain contact with you. So do you. Regardless, you can keep the sexy memories forever…I find that relaying the events of the evening to my friends is half of the fun. It helps keep the night in perspective in case you are starting to feel like you’re catching feelings.
So, the next time you are tempted by the hot person staring at you from across the room, keep these tips in mind for a happy, healthy and prosperous one-night stand!