[UPDATE] I dropped $400 and flew on a plane for an extended hook up.

So I (M26) posted this awhile ago and promised and update. Here is that update. https://www.reddit.com/r/sex/comments/d203n3/about_to_drop_400_and_commit_to_18_hours_of_round/

It's been a great but weird couple months, and that's mostly because I've now traveled for sex twice and not to where I originally intended. If you ever think of doing something at longer distances, maybe you can learn from my experiences.

First off, my original trip from LA and Washington DC was cancelled. The girl I spoke to on travels eventually became uneasy at the idea of a relative stranger flying to her and staying at her apartment. By that time, I had already bought the ticket and I'll admit I was very disappointed for no sex (and being out a lot of money). She told me that the idea of flying to her was exciting while she was still on the high of vacation, but once real life set in she became anxious at the idea. At the end of the day, it didn't work out.

But the idea of traveling for sex was strangely inviting to me, and I reached out to two old flames that lived in different cities: one in Denver, one in San Diego.

Proof: https://imgur.com/a/kHnGTXF

First off, I took the United money that I could get back from the DC trip and used it for this flight. Unfortunately, this part of the story ends with a 0 for 2 for sex. While we had chatted and flirted over texting, she was still an old flame that I hadn't seen in-person in years. It felt like a Tinder or Bumble date more than anything. It was strange, and only got stranger when she invited an ex boyfriend over to hang out. I had given up on the possibility of sex by that point.

And then, success! San Diego was a beautiful trip. It's about a 4-5 hour drive one way and it was completely worth it, and thank god for gatorade during marathon sex. We went out and danced and came back to her place to fuck into the early hours two nights in a row. When resting in between the sex sessions, it became a free use household. If she was working on her computer, I pulled her tits out. When I was calling my buddy to catch up, my cock was in her mouth. It was incredible.

Take what you can from these stories but, if there's one thing I especially learned, it's to make sure your hookup knows your intentions. Someone like the DC Girl may not be comfortable with the idea. While I was disappointed, I still appreciated that she was upfront with me eventually. In Denver Girl's case, we didn't explicitly talk about sex in general and the weekend felt like a strange psuedo date than anything. But in San Diego's case - which was a total escapade of two people who think the other is hot and just want to fuck - I told her exactly how much I wanted to fuck, and she shared the same. We were very explicit in our wants and I 100% believe that's what led to the success of the weekend.

The best thing I can tell anyone is to be up front and communicate. (I bet no one has heard that on this sub.)



Submitted November 11, 2019 at 11:54PM

So I (M26) posted this awhile ago and promised and update. Here is that update. https://ift.tt/32DdrKL been a great but weird couple months, and that's mostly because I've now traveled for sex twice and not to where I originally intended. If you ever think of doing something at longer distances, maybe you can learn from my experiences.First off, my original trip from LA and Washington DC was cancelled. The girl I spoke to on travels eventually became uneasy at the idea of a relative stranger flying to her and staying at her apartment. By that time, I had already bought the ticket and I'll admit I was very disappointed for no sex (and being out a lot of money). She told me that the idea of flying to her was exciting while she was still on the high of vacation, but once real life set in she became anxious at the idea. At the end of the day, it didn't work out.But the idea of traveling for sex was strangely inviting to me, and I reached out to two old flames that lived in different cities: one in Denver, one in San Diego.Proof: https://ift.tt/32BzUI6 off, I took the United money that I could get back from the DC trip and used it for this flight. Unfortunately, this part of the story ends with a 0 for 2 for sex. While we had chatted and flirted over texting, she was still an old flame that I hadn't seen in-person in years. It felt like a Tinder or Bumble date more than anything. It was strange, and only got stranger when she invited an ex boyfriend over to hang out. I had given up on the possibility of sex by that point.And then, success! San Diego was a beautiful trip. It's about a 4-5 hour drive one way and it was completely worth it, and thank god for gatorade during marathon sex. We went out and danced and came back to her place to fuck into the early hours two nights in a row. When resting in between the sex sessions, it became a free use household. If she was working on her computer, I pulled her tits out. When I was calling my buddy to catch up, my cock was in her mouth. It was incredible.Take what you can from these stories but, if there's one thing I especially learned, it's to make sure your hookup knows your intentions. Someone like the DC Girl may not be comfortable with the idea. While I was disappointed, I still appreciated that she was upfront with me eventually. In Denver Girl's case, we didn't explicitly talk about sex in general and the weekend felt like a strange psuedo date than anything. But in San Diego's case - which was a total escapade of two people who think the other is hot and just want to fuck - I told her exactly how much I wanted to fuck, and she shared the same. We were very explicit in our wants and I 100% believe that's what led to the success of the weekend.The best thing I can tell anyone is to be up front and communicate. (I bet no one has heard that on this sub.)

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