Someone has requested a story that I hadn't thought about in a long time. I've been relatively promiscuous since my divorce and have no intentions of remarrying, but I was a little wild when I was young. I'm pretty careful, but there is one time I wasn't.
I was at a party in Port Aransas on the Texas coast. It was hot and steamy, but the wind was blowing enough in the late afternoon where we weren't being bombarded by mosquitoes. The party itself was a end of semester thing from Bob, my friend since high school. As the music got louder at the condo, everyone was doing shots. I remember getting really drunk and some girls from Texas A&M came over. They were also pretty drunk. I started making out with this really attractive blonde with pizza breath - something that would have grossed me out at any other time. Still, we were drinking our punch and kissing. I told her we should go get some ice and took her right upstairs and threw her on the bed. She was laughing and rolling around.
I got on top of her and started kissing her. She says, "So, we're just going to do it?" I smiled and said, "You want to?" and we got undressed fast and just started fucking. I was so drunk the room was spinning and I think I got off pretty fast. She wasn't there when I woke up about ten hours later, so I don't know how things wrapped up or even what her name was.
That was the only date I had that ended in anonymous sex. Later on I realized how dangerous it was, and checked myself to see if I had caught anything. So, yes, to those of you who asked if I had done it with a stranger, yes, I have.
