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| Thu, 02-01-2007 - 1:37am |
I remember back sometimes on my dating women and remember a few times when I was out with a woman and was not expecting sex at all and I would be surprised when it would happen. I think it would be interesting for men and women to write in and share their experiences on dates when they started having sex and didn't really think that it would happen before the date. Give as many details as you want or can.

It was our 3rd date.
Usually I always had sex either on the first date or second date. A few times it wasn't even a date, I picked them up in a bar. Speaking about surprised though, I did have that happen to me when I picked up a female bartender. I was in my early twenties, and she was in her late thirties and had just gotten off work. I was intrigued by her good looks and full figured body, but at that time I was skinny as a rail nor did I think I was in her league in looks. I took a chance though and got up the nerve to ask her if she wanted to go see a movie with me that I was wanting to see. She surprised me by accepting. I'm still thinking I'm not likely to get any of that, and we are sitting in the movie theater, when she starts leaning all over me and after only about 10 minutes total in the theater she says "We both know what we want, let's get out of here." We immediately went to a motel and she was the wettest I've ever been with. She was too wet. She was wet before we even started and when I was pumping her there was absolutely no friction, not that my girth was much anyway. She didn't make a sound and I'm not sure she got any enjoyment from the intercourse, but she was turned on initially anyway, judging from her being so dripping wet. I went back to the bar a week later and she showed no interest in me. She served me a drink with nothing to say, and later I could see a guy flirting with her and her smiling back at his advances. This restroom had no dividers on the wall and I had to piss and saw him go into the restroom, so I got up and went in. To my amazement his flaccid size was bigger than my erect. His was almost as big as another guy I had seen in there pissing before.
I was very jealous when they left together, and I was half drunk from waiting around so long to see if they would. Apparently I was able to have her because she was a easy pickup. I always figured she felt him and made noises with him. Truth be known, I'll admit I would have liked to have followed them and got a room next door (assuming they went to a motel)and listened in to see if his size made a difference to her. I was somehow jealous, even though I hardly knew her, and it was knowing he was hung is what mainly made me so jealous. I went back to the bar a few times in the following months, and he was always there shooting pool each time I went. I heard someone bring up their upcoming wedding. Later on I heard about how he had beat her up and had left before the police got there. It was a rough bar and one I shouldn't have even been going to in the first place. She was so attractive, and working there.
Edited 2/3/2007 6:47 pm ET by been-there
Edited 2/3/2007 6:55 pm ET by been-there