I have no success with any of these free sites. And I'm not paying to use a hook up site unless it truly is worth it. POF is the way to go, depending on your area.
Fortunately here there's sloots a plenty because of all the colleges. Just string some copy pasta and small talk for a few messages, get her number, plan meetups fairly quick, then smash.
It always blows my mind how many sites there are for hooking up. Dating I understand that's different but I would think any normal looking woman could walk into a bar and find someone willing to sleep with her. Which always makes me question what type of women are on these sites. Originally Posted by AJ Originally Posted by Danakind. Women have a lot of trouble with dating too. They keep wondering why there are no good looking guys left. It's great for finding local flings. You just have to try and put the time in to meet up, there isnt any guarantee.
You wont know what they really are like until you meet them in person. They can have all of the usual stuff on their profile about not looking for a ONS and looking to take things slow and still be horny as hell. They can look the part of a sloot and be insecure and a starfish in bed. There is something terribly wrong with a female if she uses online "hook up" sites. Originally Posted by Johnny10inch. Originally Posted by jackstraw For example some site is great in first months or even years, but by time become "pouted" with fake and old profiles, etc, so those guys "test" and update 2 times monthly what is hot, fresh and best working in that field.
Originally Posted by LordBroski. Easy puss is easy puss. For a while, we'd hook up every six weeks. But there were a lot of negatives. It could feel … seedy. Where do you go for sex? I didn't feel comfortable taking someone back to my place, as he'd then know where I lived, and I live alone.
If we went back to his, I'd have no idea what to expect. With "Aldgate East", we had to walk through a pub to get to the bedroom and I swear there was a train going through the lounge. You're trusting people you barely know.
After a few dates with "Manchester", I agreed to visit his hotel room next time he was in London. I'd always been diligent about practising safe sex, but he had trouble getting in the mood with the condoms and went against my wishes at the last moment. The next morning I wrote him an angry text. I've never felt so violated. Most often, though, I didn't have sex at all.
I generally left home open to the possibility but found, when my date showed up, that I didn't want to see him again, let alone see him naked. There was no spark, or he was dull or gross or just too pushy. One date chased me to the tube trying to shove his tongue down my throat. Another — who started promisingly — changed after his second drink, spilling a glass of wine on me without apologising, and cutting me off each time I spoke. It can be harder to walk away when you've met through Tinder.
When you're matched, you can spend days — in some cases, weeks, months — exchanging messages, texting and working yourselves up, filling in the gaps with your imagination. By the time you meet, you've both invested so much, you've raised your hopes and his. In some ways Tinder can even work against you finding a partner. I met one guy who was a likely contender for a boyfriend. We went on five dates without sex, just a kiss and a hug.
Then one night, he arrived at my place stinking of booze and likely high on something. The sex was over in seconds — a massive anticlimax after such a build-up. We never saw each other again. If we'd met another way, that could have been a blip, an awkward beginning. On Tinder everything's disposable, there's always more, you move on fast.
You start browsing again, he starts browsing — and you can see when anyone was last on it. If five days pass with no messaging between you, it's history. At times, Tinder seemed less like fun, more like a gruelling trek across an arid desert of small talk and apathetic texting. More than once, I deleted the app, but always came back to it. It was more addictive than gambling.
I never dreamed I'd end up dating 57 men in less than a year. I'm off it now. Four months ago, I met a man — "Hackney Boy" — through Tinder and at first, I carried on seeing him and dating others. After a while, he wanted to get more serious. He's older than me and didn't want to waste time with Tinder any more.
I had one last fling with "French Guy", then made a decision to stop. What did Tinder give me? I had the chance to live the Sex and the City fantasy. It has made me less judgmental and changed my attitude to monogamy too.
I used to be committed to it — now I think, if it's just sex, a one-night hook-up, where's the harm? I'm more open to the idea of swinging, open relationships, which is something I'd never have expected.
At the same time, it has taught me the value of true connection. It's really obvious when you have it, and usually, you don't. I hate to say it, but sex in a relationship beats casual sex. Yes, the rush of meeting someone new — new bed, new bodies — can, occasionally, be great. More often though, you find yourself yearning for a nice partner who loves you and treats you well..