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Haven't put my hands on a girl for a long time. Took myself out of the game as it wasn't feeling right. Got my shit together during the pandemic and wanted to re-kindle the flames of passion. This is where is begins.
I went out for Halloween dressed as a sexy movie character in a tux. Small event, but had some talent. Chatted with some girls, but one in particular seemed interested. She was dressed as a sexy movie character in a black bodysuit. Fairly short, nice hair and body. Afghani girl with a big nose, in her late 30's. She made a point to say she would come back to talk to me, and when I got her number she made a point to make sure I spelled her name right. She made a comment with some sexual innuendo about me in front of several people, so I knew she was hot for me.
We start texting the next day, and I’m filling her head with imagery: the wind blowing in her hair, shit like that. She’s loving it. On a high point, I pitch the meet. She eagerly accepts. Meet for drinks on Day 2 within a week. First date I’ve been on in a long time so I’m fairly nervous, but it’s probably not showing that much. After 1.5 hours it still doesn’t feel like IT’S ON, so during a bathroom break I tell myself to ramp it up. I get her sitting even closer to me, stroking her hand, her hair, good eye contact. Now we’re getting somewhere. We kiss a few times. My goal for the date was to find out if this was going anywhere, and I believe that it is, so I call it a night.
We continue texting, I give her more imagery, she loves it some more. Says guys never do this with her. I realize I’m getting to flattering, so I back off a little. We arrange a second date. She cancels the morning of because of some family shit. I don’t contact her for a few days, then she does, and asks if I can see her the next day. Sexual tension gets pretty high and she says she’s very excited, and can’t wait to see me.
We go out for drinks. She’s wearing a red lace dress with no bra. Our server comments on it. I have a hard-on. We are given complimentary Champagne by the restaurant when she tells the staff about our hot date. At this point she comes out and asks me if I think it’s better if we take it slow. I don’t immediately say anything because I don’t want to say anything I’ll regret later like “fuck that shit honey”. She takes my silence to mean that I’m considering it (I’m not) and says, in the most domineering tone she’s tried on me yet “I’m going to the bathroom now, you should think about it”. She’s trying to bring the hammer down. Upon her return she asks for my answer, I tell her “there’s nothing to think about, of course not”. I remind her that in order for the flames of passion to burn hot, they need to be tended. After some more talking and some kissing, I suggest we go to my place. She delays a bit, but knows that she will lose me if she doesn’t.
First thing she says when we get outside the restaurant is suggest we take a walk by the water. No, it’s windy I say (fuck this delaying shit). We walk a minute and find a hidden alcove and make out for the first time. Walk another minute to the train station and she says the way home from my station will be dangerous, would I take her back myself? Of course, I say (she’s still trying to blow me out of pulling her, and at this point I would have told her I’d carry her on my back if I felt it would help). One train stop before mine she says she needs smokes. Go to several stores, more makeouts, mini venue changes can only help I’m thinking.
Get to my place, show her around, crack out some home-made wine, and put on a shitty movie. More kissing, now squeezing those cans of hers, all good. She wants to smoke, and as we come back inside I suggest going to the bedroom (I have roommate so can only escalate so much in living room). I expect her to says no, but I do it to get the first “no” out of the way. Watch more movie, things are getting hotter. On the way back in from second smoke I grab her upper arm and say “let’s go, it’s more comfortable in the bedroom.”
We lie down and watch music videos, her dress comes down enough to suck on those titties. She’s wearing a thong, but every time I try to put my hand down there she pushes it away. She tells me to take off my clothes so we’re both in our undies. We dry hump like mad. I try to get her to suck me off several times but she won’t. Says if she sucks it, she’ll fuck it, and doesn’t want to fuck on a second date. We dry hump like I never had before. She wants me to do pretend doggy style. Her thong is askew so I have full view of her pussy from behind. I grind it hard and start pulling her hair. She’s moaning and shit. I still have her hair everywhere. I end up naked with her on top, her panties are so wet I can feel it, and dirty talk a bunch. But she won’t suck me or fuck me. It’s driving us both insane.
She says she has to go, and tells me all the shit she will do to me next time I see her.
Try to arrange to meet again, she says let’s go to the movies, I say come over here again. This bugs her enough that she calls it quits. She knew that if she came over we would fuck, and that would fuck-up her plans to nail down a provider that she would rule with her pussy. Too bad, she was pretty cool and I enjoyed hanging out with her.
We parted amicably, and I saw her at an event 2 weeks later. At the same event I ran into the girl that was supposed to come out with me for Halloween but got sick. Tomorrow is our Day2 so hopefully I have something to report on that soon too.
I went out for Halloween dressed as a sexy movie character in a tux. Small event, but had some talent. Chatted with some girls, but one in particular seemed interested. She was dressed as a sexy movie character in a black bodysuit. Fairly short, nice hair and body. Afghani girl with a big nose, in her late 30's. She made a point to say she would come back to talk to me, and when I got her number she made a point to make sure I spelled her name right. She made a comment with some sexual innuendo about me in front of several people, so I knew she was hot for me.
We start texting the next day, and I’m filling her head with imagery: the wind blowing in her hair, shit like that. She’s loving it. On a high point, I pitch the meet. She eagerly accepts. Meet for drinks on Day 2 within a week. First date I’ve been on in a long time so I’m fairly nervous, but it’s probably not showing that much. After 1.5 hours it still doesn’t feel like IT’S ON, so during a bathroom break I tell myself to ramp it up. I get her sitting even closer to me, stroking her hand, her hair, good eye contact. Now we’re getting somewhere. We kiss a few times. My goal for the date was to find out if this was going anywhere, and I believe that it is, so I call it a night.
We continue texting, I give her more imagery, she loves it some more. Says guys never do this with her. I realize I’m getting to flattering, so I back off a little. We arrange a second date. She cancels the morning of because of some family shit. I don’t contact her for a few days, then she does, and asks if I can see her the next day. Sexual tension gets pretty high and she says she’s very excited, and can’t wait to see me.
We go out for drinks. She’s wearing a red lace dress with no bra. Our server comments on it. I have a hard-on. We are given complimentary Champagne by the restaurant when she tells the staff about our hot date. At this point she comes out and asks me if I think it’s better if we take it slow. I don’t immediately say anything because I don’t want to say anything I’ll regret later like “fuck that shit honey”. She takes my silence to mean that I’m considering it (I’m not) and says, in the most domineering tone she’s tried on me yet “I’m going to the bathroom now, you should think about it”. She’s trying to bring the hammer down. Upon her return she asks for my answer, I tell her “there’s nothing to think about, of course not”. I remind her that in order for the flames of passion to burn hot, they need to be tended. After some more talking and some kissing, I suggest we go to my place. She delays a bit, but knows that she will lose me if she doesn’t.
First thing she says when we get outside the restaurant is suggest we take a walk by the water. No, it’s windy I say (fuck this delaying shit). We walk a minute and find a hidden alcove and make out for the first time. Walk another minute to the train station and she says the way home from my station will be dangerous, would I take her back myself? Of course, I say (she’s still trying to blow me out of pulling her, and at this point I would have told her I’d carry her on my back if I felt it would help). One train stop before mine she says she needs smokes. Go to several stores, more makeouts, mini venue changes can only help I’m thinking.
Get to my place, show her around, crack out some home-made wine, and put on a shitty movie. More kissing, now squeezing those cans of hers, all good. She wants to smoke, and as we come back inside I suggest going to the bedroom (I have roommate so can only escalate so much in living room). I expect her to says no, but I do it to get the first “no” out of the way. Watch more movie, things are getting hotter. On the way back in from second smoke I grab her upper arm and say “let’s go, it’s more comfortable in the bedroom.”
We lie down and watch music videos, her dress comes down enough to suck on those titties. She’s wearing a thong, but every time I try to put my hand down there she pushes it away. She tells me to take off my clothes so we’re both in our undies. We dry hump like mad. I try to get her to suck me off several times but she won’t. Says if she sucks it, she’ll fuck it, and doesn’t want to fuck on a second date. We dry hump like I never had before. She wants me to do pretend doggy style. Her thong is askew so I have full view of her pussy from behind. I grind it hard and start pulling her hair. She’s moaning and shit. I still have her hair everywhere. I end up naked with her on top, her panties are so wet I can feel it, and dirty talk a bunch. But she won’t suck me or fuck me. It’s driving us both insane.
She says she has to go, and tells me all the shit she will do to me next time I see her.
Try to arrange to meet again, she says let’s go to the movies, I say come over here again. This bugs her enough that she calls it quits. She knew that if she came over we would fuck, and that would fuck-up her plans to nail down a provider that she would rule with her pussy. Too bad, she was pretty cool and I enjoyed hanging out with her.
We parted amicably, and I saw her at an event 2 weeks later. At the same event I ran into the girl that was supposed to come out with me for Halloween but got sick. Tomorrow is our Day2 so hopefully I have something to report on that soon too.
