When Casual Sex Goes Wrong


How do you feel about casual sex

Today I reconnected with an old friend over the phone. This is a friend in another city that I would see when I visited his city. We would casually have sex with very little serious talk. Most of our conversation consisted of the how and why he got into trannies. The same ole story from a different mouth. We would have sex, cuddle through the night and he would leave in the morning. We would be mutually satisfied with no regrets. That is usually the point of casual sex: Both parties enjoying the physical pleasure minus emotional attachment or commitment. Although as a pure Piscean woman, it is very hard for me to cut emotions off completely, but my life has giving me much practice through out the years so Im much better at it now. The last time we hook up was about 3 years ago. The last time we hook up was also the cause of our disconnect.  This hook up started off the same as the rest. The Text: Hey I’ll be in your city this weekend. The Response: That great babe, Can I come see you? Of course I say yes and we plan some late night excursion and have our fun. Each time we mess around is more passionate than the last. The last hook up did not follow that rule at all. This time he came too quick and, to make things worst, he rolled over and fell asleep. I didnt get my happy ending. Classic.( My mother’s response to this story: “You’re definitely a woman now.” LOL.)   So he has broken the mutuality rule of casual sex. At that same moment I also had broken a rule of casual sex. Remember that no emotional attachment rule? There was an emotion attached: Anger. I was pissed like a project stairwell. I roll over and pretend to fall asleep, only to pretend to wake up a few hours later to send him off with dry goodbyes and awkward hugs back to his life satisfied. The next time I was in his city, I sent no text. He would chat with me at random times. I would give him dry one-liners. He would notice and the conversation would dwindle to nothin but cyber silence.

So fast forward to today, 2 or 3 year later. In his search for info on the recent tranny scandal, he saw a recent video I posted on my Youtube channel concerning that tranny scandal. He re-adds me on his messenger list and say ” Hey stranger, how have you been?” I respond cordially and we exchange number to chitchat on the phone. We talk about the recent explosion of tranny bullshit in the media, religion, commitment in relationships. Through this conversations, I notice that he has really changed.  Of course his list of trannies conquest has increased, but he has a thoughtfulness and overall mature demeanor. that wasnt present before. I mention the change to him and he says I have changed too. We both agree that it may be due to the fact that we never opened up to each other in the first place. That was true. By the end of our conversation, I realize that even if the juice of my loins overflowed out of me that night(though that would have been nice and less selfish), I still wouldnt have been satisfied. I was then and I am now more satified with sex with a guy that I actual know and love.

About Diamond Stylz

Diamond Stylz is a transgender producer/activist/public speaker. She is the host of Marsha's Plate Podcast and the Exe Dir of Black trans Women Inc.From sharing her sultry voice in song, thought leaderships on trans womanist issues,and commentary on life and current events, she will capture your heart.
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2 Responses to When Casual Sex Goes Wrong

  1. Fatty B. says:

    “I was then and I am now more satified with sex with a guy that I actual know and love.”
    so true!
    This was a good read 🙂 thx for sharing


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