I had sex with a random girl I met at a party in college. We had sex pretty quickly after leaving the party and then laid in bed chatting for a few hours. I felt like things clicked during the sex, but then there was clearly more there. I ended up dating her for the rest of that year until she graduated. Sex with a stranger is like scratching off lottery cards. You probably won't win, but you might.
I like how you put it, good analogy. I don't recommend people have sex with strangers for obvious reasons like STDs, pregnancies, etc. but the few times I have done it, they weren't bad. One of them ended up being a regular as well, and is now my bf lol.
Definitely not me. I asked my wife and she agreed, although she has been groped and touched by strangers in bars and enjoyed the experiences. ( I think having a couple of margaritas allowed her to enjoy it.)
I think there is some confusion with this heading. To me 'making love' is the religious way for saying fucking. To me and many others in this group fucking is just having a good time with friends or strangers or glory holes, one nite stands, etc. What do you think?
That's a good analogy. Many people equate making love to sex but with an emotional connection. But you need to look at the body of the original post for clarification of the question. The OP asks for explanations of feelings behind having sex or making love with a stranger. Then read my response for my feelings and thoughts about the questions. There have been quite a few women I have had sex with and loved every moment I was with them. So to me there is no confusion with the heading.
It happened to me more than once, but maybe I have to clarify the context in which this happened. The first part of my life was characterized by "hired relationships". By this I mean that my first experiences were with escorts and they were for some years. This qualifies those experiences as with strangers, but at the same time, it makes them fit into a different context from that considered "normal", in which two people meet, more or less by chance and freely decide, for the mutual pleasure, of having sexual relations without necessarily having emotional involvement similar to a more or less stable relationship. That said, I can try to answer. Yes, it happened to me. In the multitude of almost completely impersonal situations, given the context, i think it happened. Sex, as far as I'm concerned, is also a language. I happened to be able to communicate in this way with women who hardly spoke my language. With others who perhaps also spoke my language well, this type of communication was very limited. It really depends on people and their attitude, as well as on the situation and luck. Yes with some it seemed to me that,despite the context, it worked. For example, I didn't know the first woman I was with. She spoke Cantonese and only a few words in my language. She was in no hurry to send me away. During sex she made me understand when I was accelerating too much with the risk of coming too soon. We moved in synchronism, she let me caress her body and sometimes she guided me in the movements while at other times she followed my movements. Even after sex there were moments of intimacy and tenderness. Sometimes she anticipated my desires, there was a sort of mutual understanding in the matter of sex and pleasure. Something rare and unusual expecially for the context. I felt good and satisfied although sometimes worried about not letting me go too much. A good time, the tensions released, the mind freer and lighter I was once very idealistic. I had a romantic idea of love and, having never had the opportunity to love and be reciprocated, I tended to idealize it further. I felt excluded from love, affection and physical pleasure shared with a woman. Certainly these kinds of experiences have helped me to return with my feet on the ground. Which in the end is not such a bad thing. Of course, by the nature of things, especially in that context, it ended. Once that Chinese woman cried, I don't know why, because she didn't tell me and I didn't understand it even though I had considered many things. I don't think it was about me, but I hugged her and held her close to me until she stopped. It moved me and thinking about it later made me a little melancholy. But then it passed. I was sorry that I would never see her again. But sometimes it happens so often in life.
Yes it happened. I drive Uber and one night a lady got in my car and we were talking generally and our topic slipped towards sex. Can't write while conversation but short is I asked how good u were in BJ. She replied "she was BJ Queen" My next question was would u like to show your skill? She replied "where, in car?" Then she gave me head 2 times and took my load in her mouth. That was extra ordinary experience for me.
I remember meeting my wife at a party, we both ended up in bed together at the end of the night after some really silly flirting by her earlier on involving her flicking water at me. I remember wanting to stay with her after that and although I was with someone else at the time I ended it and moved in with the wife a few weeks later, we met in the July and married in the November of the same year. We just seemed to click, looking back on it now I think it was something to do with her making me laugh, something I hadn't done in ages, we do stupid things at times and laugh about them, another thing we do is finish each others sentences, it's like we know what each other is thinking. I think its possible to make love to a stranger, it all depends how you feel about them, do you want to see them again, or is it just that you fancy a quick shag and off you both go, never to see each other again.
What does "make love" actually mean?" a person cannot make love. He either is love or feels he loves someone.
Sounds like what we used to call a one night stand. I had one many years ago. She was using me to get back at her cheating boyfriend.
Love is a verb. If you are acting out of love; with loving kindness, compassion, generosity and empathy, you are being a lover. If you're acting out of selfishness and egocentrism solely for the gratification of your own wants, needs, and desires, you're simply masturbating with another's body, using them as if they were a sex toy made of meat. In most encounters folks probably land somewhere between these extremes, but I sincerely hope that they gravitate and aspire to the former.
Love is a verb but it can also be a noun. If you become love you tend not to be an emotional person. You lose your attachment to love and hate. The difference is you cannot hate for any reason. Western understandings are void of this understanding because to them its all about the 5 senses. Eastern understanding is so much different.
My girlfriend and I met on an internet site for the purpose of hooking up together. We went to a hotel where we fucked and then fell asleep together. When we woke up we were going to get something to eat and we were talking to one another. Each of us realized in that moment that we were in love. We have been together ever since. Was it the fucking? How did we go from being in lust to being in love? It was like having a magic wand waved over us.
A little over a decade ago I met a girl in a chat room. She was 11 years younger than me. She was about to be married. She was looking for a last fling before marriage and I was looking for sex. Despite living 100’s of miles apart we met up. We connected instantly and had two days of incredible, deep love. We connected in a way ive never connected with another, even my wife. It was incredible. Even now I miss what we had for those two days. So yes, my answer is yes