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I went to a free food and drinks event with some buddies from a SC on Wednesday 26 June.
I was wearing a tight-fitting white tee, grey khakis, dark blue socks, and light brown suede docksides. I'd had my hair cut the day before. Because it was nice weather, a rarity in this part of the world, I also had a pair of Ray Ban Wayfarer Classics on.
There was the option of mocktails, so I shot for those, imbibing zero alcohol for the duration of the event.
I must have arrived there at around 6/6.30, and left at about 10 o'clock.
About an hour or so in, I met the girl from this report, let's call her HBDancer, who had short-cropped dark brown or black hair, thick spectacles, meaty lips, a cute face, with a gap between her front teeth, and what I could see was an amazing body.
HBDancer's internship colleague was an acquaintance of a guy in our extended SC. They were both doing an internship here - HBDancer for her PhD - for three months. Whereas her internship colleague was leaving that night, HBDancer was still going to be here for a month.
Over the course of the remainder of my time there, in between hanging out with bros (who were getting increasingly drunk with free booze) and girl friends, I would chat with HBDancer, touch her (only at one point and discretely), and sit close to her so we could fit on a "cube" together. When we were talking isolated I said there was this rooftop bar I could take her to to have a drink, and she said "we can organize."
Then I thought I'd lost her since I hadn't number closed straight away (mistake), but I caught sight of her later and snagged her digits then.
She saw girls coming up and talking to me, and me hanging out with bros (social proof).
After the event, we texted a bit back and forth, and settled for a drink at 8 at a bar literally right next to my new digs on Tuesday 2 July.
The date was cool. In the first bar I had to sort of calm myself down, because I was intimidated by her hotness. At one point I told her that she looked good with her glasses and without them (I'd asked her what she looked like without them and she'd briefly taken them off so I could see the real size of her eyes).
What I loved most about the date was that I didn't use any canned verbal routines or gimmicks, so it felt more pure.
I did gently steer the conversation, and we ended up hitting all the important topics, with for example me telling her (can't remember the context) that I am quite an impulsive guy, and her saying that sometimes she didn't do things but wished she'd done them (and I said yes you should! our time on this earth is finite, and regrets are no good).
At some point I also mentioned, while we were on the topic of the city and country we are in, that I'd had a short tryst with a local girl and found her very direct and fast (I made a point of underlining that I thought that was fine) but that she didn't seem to know how to flirt, and so that it was less sensual, because there wasn't such a strong connection as a consequence. She commented that it was nice that I was having these experiences of being with people from different cultures. In this thread (before or after) she said she didn't think she'd want to be with guys from her native land when she went back home after her experiences here.
She guessed I was 30 years old (I'm 35) and I said it was my age and she said she'd turned 25 two weeks ago. Ordinarily I wouldn't have given her this white lie but I had heard her say that she'd recently been trying to open her mind more to the notion that a guy aged 30 wasn't that much older than her, so I decided to leave it there as more could have been outside of her accepted social frame.
I could sense that she wasn't ready yet so I pulled her to another bar, and on the way there held her hand. At the second bar we were sitting close together and I got even closer to show her a video on my cell. I then put my arm around her and eventually was holding her tight, also caressing her hand.
I asked her a lot about herself, more than I did in the past, and I also shared about myself, going for similarity (This has been a real eye opener for me, and I think this new approach will lead me to new heights. I realized that in the past I was rushing dates trying to get to the pussy fast without savoring the connection...it's harder that way. When you connect properly, while setting the right frames, you can usually get the chick home and smash without resistance).
At the second bar, she was staring at my lips, but I didn't kiss her yet. I wanted to build that sexual tension. She was really cool, so I enjoyed getting to know her. Honestly if she was living here I'd date her.
I took her home and it turns out the alcohol bottle a buddy had offered me as a present for my housewarming the week before was one of her favourites (my buddy is from the same country as her), which I took a bit from for her and for me. As soon as I kissed her she was totally into it and then I held her and she wrapped her legs around my waist so I threw her on the bed.
What followed was really hot sex all over the studio (on couch, table, bed). She had a delicious fully shaven chocha that I regret not tasting with my mouth. She insisted I rubber up, which led to me losing my boner once or twice due to the plastic straightjacket that I'm not used to (and usually avoid due to being circumcised), but she always gave diligent deepthroats to bring it back to life.
She kept her spectacles on which was really cute, because she couldn't really see without them. Super sexually confident girl didn't ask me to switch the light off and even looked in the mirror I have near my bed while we were fucking.
Eventually I jizzed inside the condom inside her, telling her "I just came," and her being slightly surprised since I hadn't made any noise whilst cumming. She said "I didn't" (re. cumming). It's true that I didn't lick her chocha, or use any of the toys Skills recommended (and I've already bought, and have in the sex drawer near the bed) or pop a Cialis to last like Hercules to get her addicted.
These reasons and perhaps not texting enough on other topics before going for organizing the second meetup led her to ghost so this remains a ONS unless I manage somehow to resurrect the set before she leaves in two weeks.
I was wearing a tight-fitting white tee, grey khakis, dark blue socks, and light brown suede docksides. I'd had my hair cut the day before. Because it was nice weather, a rarity in this part of the world, I also had a pair of Ray Ban Wayfarer Classics on.
There was the option of mocktails, so I shot for those, imbibing zero alcohol for the duration of the event.
I must have arrived there at around 6/6.30, and left at about 10 o'clock.
About an hour or so in, I met the girl from this report, let's call her HBDancer, who had short-cropped dark brown or black hair, thick spectacles, meaty lips, a cute face, with a gap between her front teeth, and what I could see was an amazing body.
HBDancer's internship colleague was an acquaintance of a guy in our extended SC. They were both doing an internship here - HBDancer for her PhD - for three months. Whereas her internship colleague was leaving that night, HBDancer was still going to be here for a month.
Over the course of the remainder of my time there, in between hanging out with bros (who were getting increasingly drunk with free booze) and girl friends, I would chat with HBDancer, touch her (only at one point and discretely), and sit close to her so we could fit on a "cube" together. When we were talking isolated I said there was this rooftop bar I could take her to to have a drink, and she said "we can organize."
Then I thought I'd lost her since I hadn't number closed straight away (mistake), but I caught sight of her later and snagged her digits then.
She saw girls coming up and talking to me, and me hanging out with bros (social proof).
After the event, we texted a bit back and forth, and settled for a drink at 8 at a bar literally right next to my new digs on Tuesday 2 July.
The date was cool. In the first bar I had to sort of calm myself down, because I was intimidated by her hotness. At one point I told her that she looked good with her glasses and without them (I'd asked her what she looked like without them and she'd briefly taken them off so I could see the real size of her eyes).
What I loved most about the date was that I didn't use any canned verbal routines or gimmicks, so it felt more pure.
I did gently steer the conversation, and we ended up hitting all the important topics, with for example me telling her (can't remember the context) that I am quite an impulsive guy, and her saying that sometimes she didn't do things but wished she'd done them (and I said yes you should! our time on this earth is finite, and regrets are no good).
At some point I also mentioned, while we were on the topic of the city and country we are in, that I'd had a short tryst with a local girl and found her very direct and fast (I made a point of underlining that I thought that was fine) but that she didn't seem to know how to flirt, and so that it was less sensual, because there wasn't such a strong connection as a consequence. She commented that it was nice that I was having these experiences of being with people from different cultures. In this thread (before or after) she said she didn't think she'd want to be with guys from her native land when she went back home after her experiences here.
She guessed I was 30 years old (I'm 35) and I said it was my age and she said she'd turned 25 two weeks ago. Ordinarily I wouldn't have given her this white lie but I had heard her say that she'd recently been trying to open her mind more to the notion that a guy aged 30 wasn't that much older than her, so I decided to leave it there as more could have been outside of her accepted social frame.
I could sense that she wasn't ready yet so I pulled her to another bar, and on the way there held her hand. At the second bar we were sitting close together and I got even closer to show her a video on my cell. I then put my arm around her and eventually was holding her tight, also caressing her hand.
I asked her a lot about herself, more than I did in the past, and I also shared about myself, going for similarity (This has been a real eye opener for me, and I think this new approach will lead me to new heights. I realized that in the past I was rushing dates trying to get to the pussy fast without savoring the connection...it's harder that way. When you connect properly, while setting the right frames, you can usually get the chick home and smash without resistance).
At the second bar, she was staring at my lips, but I didn't kiss her yet. I wanted to build that sexual tension. She was really cool, so I enjoyed getting to know her. Honestly if she was living here I'd date her.
I took her home and it turns out the alcohol bottle a buddy had offered me as a present for my housewarming the week before was one of her favourites (my buddy is from the same country as her), which I took a bit from for her and for me. As soon as I kissed her she was totally into it and then I held her and she wrapped her legs around my waist so I threw her on the bed.
What followed was really hot sex all over the studio (on couch, table, bed). She had a delicious fully shaven chocha that I regret not tasting with my mouth. She insisted I rubber up, which led to me losing my boner once or twice due to the plastic straightjacket that I'm not used to (and usually avoid due to being circumcised), but she always gave diligent deepthroats to bring it back to life.
She kept her spectacles on which was really cute, because she couldn't really see without them. Super sexually confident girl didn't ask me to switch the light off and even looked in the mirror I have near my bed while we were fucking.
Eventually I jizzed inside the condom inside her, telling her "I just came," and her being slightly surprised since I hadn't made any noise whilst cumming. She said "I didn't" (re. cumming). It's true that I didn't lick her chocha, or use any of the toys Skills recommended (and I've already bought, and have in the sex drawer near the bed) or pop a Cialis to last like Hercules to get her addicted.
These reasons and perhaps not texting enough on other topics before going for organizing the second meetup led her to ghost so this remains a ONS unless I manage somehow to resurrect the set before she leaves in two weeks.
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