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I often get called mysterious by girls. Sometimes they wonder if I'm married.
There's a girl from my recent LR that I went to pick up for first date drinks, asked to use the bathroom, and fucked after an hour chatting in her living room. I had a second meet at her place with good sex again.
This week, our schedules didn't align, save for a short window after work. So I had her meet me at a parking garage. The idea was to "take her in the elevator" and catch up on the roof while checking out the view. She understood and showed up in a long dress without panties underneath.
The elevator ended up being broken so I took her to a nearby one that had cameras fucking everywhere. We made out a bit on the roof and then went to get a slice of pizza. We took it back to the roof, then I found out she had told her friends and coworkers about me. Apparently she had been told to ask me my last name. I'm not sure if they got the story of our first date, but it sounds like a mix of anti-slut pressure and basic female prerogative to move toward commitment. She definitely likes my company and cuddling in addition to fucking. It could also be a comfort thing since she knows almost nothing about me.
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Ok, so I told her no just cause I'm difficult like that. And it was obvious her friends want to creep me on the internet (good luck). It then became a playful thing with her trying to get it out of me nonstop. So of course I'm not going to submit.
We go to throw out the pizza box and unexpectedly find a spot without camera coverage. We make out passionately. I take her tits totally out, and discover she's not wearing panties. I turn her around against the wall and finger her from behind while kissing on her neck, etc. and take out a condom. Then she says she won't fuck me without knowing my last name. Maybe it's ASD since her friends made me feel like a stranger to her. It kind of broke the bubble of the comfort I'd built at her place through deep diving and the novelty of the experience.
I can kind of empathize with her here, but I didn't cave since it felt weird to do so. Was there a way I could have handled it better to get the lay? I told her no and drove her to her car five minutes away. It felt natural and all good feelings since we both had time limits anyways. I also think she took the opportunity to test how needy I am for sex (which was zero), since she had no resistance with the first two lays.
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So on the drive I told her I have no problem telling her (essentially true), but I'm not going to tell her today as some transactional trade for sex. She left happy and expressed still having a lot of fun. It was still a hot time. She asked if I still wanted to see her again and was relieved I said yes.
If anyone has any insights into this whole dynamic, I'd really appreciate hearing it.
There's a girl from my recent LR that I went to pick up for first date drinks, asked to use the bathroom, and fucked after an hour chatting in her living room. I had a second meet at her place with good sex again.
This week, our schedules didn't align, save for a short window after work. So I had her meet me at a parking garage. The idea was to "take her in the elevator" and catch up on the roof while checking out the view. She understood and showed up in a long dress without panties underneath.
The elevator ended up being broken so I took her to a nearby one that had cameras fucking everywhere. We made out a bit on the roof and then went to get a slice of pizza. We took it back to the roof, then I found out she had told her friends and coworkers about me. Apparently she had been told to ask me my last name. I'm not sure if they got the story of our first date, but it sounds like a mix of anti-slut pressure and basic female prerogative to move toward commitment. She definitely likes my company and cuddling in addition to fucking. It could also be a comfort thing since she knows almost nothing about me.
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Ok, so I told her no just cause I'm difficult like that. And it was obvious her friends want to creep me on the internet (good luck). It then became a playful thing with her trying to get it out of me nonstop. So of course I'm not going to submit.
We go to throw out the pizza box and unexpectedly find a spot without camera coverage. We make out passionately. I take her tits totally out, and discover she's not wearing panties. I turn her around against the wall and finger her from behind while kissing on her neck, etc. and take out a condom. Then she says she won't fuck me without knowing my last name. Maybe it's ASD since her friends made me feel like a stranger to her. It kind of broke the bubble of the comfort I'd built at her place through deep diving and the novelty of the experience.
I can kind of empathize with her here, but I didn't cave since it felt weird to do so. Was there a way I could have handled it better to get the lay? I told her no and drove her to her car five minutes away. It felt natural and all good feelings since we both had time limits anyways. I also think she took the opportunity to test how needy I am for sex (which was zero), since she had no resistance with the first two lays.
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So on the drive I told her I have no problem telling her (essentially true), but I'm not going to tell her today as some transactional trade for sex. She left happy and expressed still having a lot of fun. It was still a hot time. She asked if I still wanted to see her again and was relieved I said yes.
If anyone has any insights into this whole dynamic, I'd really appreciate hearing it.