Here's another sex poll for those who have at least a minimum of experience. How soon did you jump into bed with your sex partner?

For simplicity's sake, the poll only asks about your first sex partner. If you have had more than one, consider telling us the various times in your post, but don't let it skew your poll answers.

Definitions for purposes of this poll:

• Meeting her means that you have both acknowledged each other's existence in real life, and at the same time. Simply passing each other in the hallway if she is a complete stranger to you, or you to her, does not count. When you have met (or been introduced) the clock starts running. If you meet on the internet first, the clock does not start running until you meet face to face for the first time. Once the clock starts running, whatever happens during that time - dating, remaining near-strangers, casual acquaintanceship, a one-sided crush, plying her with booze, negotiating her price, etc. - does not matter.
• Sex for this poll includes only regular, vaginal intercourse. Making out, blowjobs, etc. do not count.

Women responding to the poll, change "her" to "him" as needed.

For me, the answer is approximately five months (tail end of '02 to spring '03). However, the time intervals for the women I met off the sex site is much shorter, ranging from two hours down to 10 minutes.

I have had a few one night stands, with sex occurring within 24 hours or less, something I could never imagined I could ever
do when I was younger and still LS/Incel, at all. In fact, my first incidence of sexual intercourse started out that way.

Year, long time ago. One week to month I put. I was in a strange place, in a 2 way bar of all places, and these two 10 years older guys were the only normal people there and they talked to me and the younger one wanted to dance and I discovered that if I got close I could steal his rhythm. Several weeks later I just wanted to have someone to talk to, he had given me his number, and to be around (no family, sister, friends there). I went over to his place a few times before it, him pushing the bar on how far messing around went each time. I was irritated that that was all he ever wanted to do and I think he lied to me about intending to do other simple costless things to get me to come down there. I think we bonded only slightly over loss and loneliness. He was having divorce child custody issues. Initially he would buy some sort of beer, say something about how it does the trick at making him feel incapacitated and we'd watch a movie on his bed because his room was all he had in a shared house. First just basically sitting, reclining close. Then there'd always be a moment some way into the show the feeling that we ought to do something. Every time I came over he got me to stay later and later so there'd be an excuse, however small, until he could suggest staying there the night. I really don't know how long it took, I just think it had to be about a month because I was only in that place for three months.

And never again.