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This was a fun LR – very unexpected. It took about three weeks to fully put together, but in the end our face to face time was maybe one hour prior to sex.
There were a couple of circumstances that caused this:
• This girl lives 50 miles away from me – which translates to approximately 1-1.5 hours away. Bad logistics.
• She also lives with her family. Bad logistics x2.
• My initial impressions about this girl were wayyyy off. She seemed at first like a very inexperienced, shy, and quiet girl – think of the model daughter, almost. I thought – or assumed - that she probably wants something more serious. How silly of me to forget that even these types of girls just want to have fun.
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On June 16th, I matched with a girl on Coffee Meets Bagel, 24. She had a very average face and some pretty dorky pictures from several travels – including one of her at some huge island resort. I used this for my opener:
I got off the app and switched to texting:
First Meet Gameplan:
It just so happened that was attending a wedding in Philadelphia that weekend. One of the routes from my area to Philly passes right thru her city, and I took it. And then I had an idea – I couldn’t see things with this girl going anywhere since she lives far, but it wouldn’t be hard for me to fit in a quick screening date on my way back home on Sunday if she’s free. And that way, I could evaluate if I really wanted to sleep with her, while also using the opportunity to get her more comfortable with me in person, build a little tension, and then set her up to come to ME, where logistics are favorable. At the worst, it would be practice and I would have just lost 30 minutes coming home - no big deal.
I texted her the next day, Saturday, letting her know that I passed thru the town and found it interesting, but the goal was to set a meet for the next day:
Ice Cream – June 27:
Before I left on Sunday, she texted me a google maps pin – we would meet on campus and walk around from there. I let her know when I was about 15 minutes away. Alas, there was a new logistical challenge – a friend of mine attending the wedding missed his flight back to North Carolina, so instead of going back that day he booked a trip out from my area in two days and would stay with me for a few nights. I also scheduled another date back in Hawthorne for later in the evening (which resulted in an LR I haven’t written).
Basically – I’m boxed in on my schedule. Even if I wanted to spend more time with this girl, I’d be keeping my friend waiting in the car AND would have to miss a date in my area. And now I couldn’t use my car as a place to escalate. I suspected - correctly - that she lived at home with her parents.
When I got there, she wasn’t there to greet me. She messaged me about five minutes later telling me to meet her at the town square about 5 minutes away. I headed that way; she came up around the corner in a few minutes. At first glance she was nothing like her pictures; as she came closer, I realize she was just wearing some extra makeup. Skinny girl, long straight black hair, 5’-5”, did not keep a great posture, and seemed pretty shy and nervous. In fact, when she saw me she looked away and looked down, and as we came up to greet each other she was speaking to me very quietly and mumbling a little bit.
I started to deep dive on the walk to the ice cream place. Inside, there was a good three minutes or so where we didn’t say anything to each other while in line. It felt really awkward and uncomfortable – I was trying to make conversation before this and she'd give me a quiet one sentence answer, then stop. I felt like there wasn’t much to talk about – thank God I’m only going to be here for twenty more minutes, I thought. She also didn’t look at me much, and when I made eye contact she sometimes looked down nervously.
She paid for the ice cream and I gave a $1 tip. This was unintentional – it was a cash only place and I had no cash. So she paid for me. Then we went outside and continued to walk around – talking about life in this place and covering some logistics – she lives with her family, where she works, and where else she’s been in the state.
We paused at a street corner. I finished my ice cream here, which was dripping all over my hand. This town was a very small and quiet place indeed. The feeling between us was now a little less awkward, but there were still some silences. She suggests checking out the college. Sure, why not – still have another ten minutes.
There's a lot of sculpture art around the campus which we took a look at. During this walk over she kind of bumped into me. At first I didn’t think anything of it, but then I realized it didn’t FEEL unintentional or by accident. And then I also noticed she was walking side by side, and very close…just an inch away, with her hand barely touching mine. Essentially following my motions. I thought about it for about a minute while we talked about the art, and then I just grabbed her hand. She didn’t let go or pull away, but her grip was soft and weak.
THEN A LIGHTBULB WENT OFF AND EVERYTHING CLICKED: It’s not awkward and uncomfortable because the date isn’t going well and there’s nothing to talk about. On the contrary – this girl was highly ATTRACTED to me, and is super SUBMISSIVE. That’s why she’s NERVOUS AS HELL, and that’s why it felt so AWKWARD.
I COMPLETELY MISREAD EVERYTHING!
With this new information, I maintained conversation, and we continued to walk around the campus holding hands. I was being a little more physical, but not too much. She was talking about a famous scene from the campus that was in a movie. I look over and noticed her dress was pretty low cut, revealing some nicely sized tits. I looked her up and down – OK, she actually has a pretty nice body. Alas, it was time to go as it had now been about 40 minutes, and my friend was still waiting in the car.
As we come to the street at the edge of campus, I have to go left and her right. I look over and tell her that it was a great pit stop, and great to meet her. There was an awkward pause where we just looked at each other in the eye – literally a five second pause. And then I noticed that she was weak and very, very slowly falling…falling into me. Instinct kicked in – I stepped in towards her about an inch and she FELL INTO ME and kissed me right on the lips – and HELD it. For a minute, we just made out. But I HAVE to keep the sexual tension and the logistics suck – I pulled away before she wanted to finish. Then she looks me in the eyes and is just starting in wonderment – what color are they? I answer – Hazel – and she STILL keeps staring at me. Another minute passes where we don’t say a thing to each other.
I asked her what she’s doing for the rest of the evening – nothing. Well, that’s just great. If my friend wasn’t around in my car and I wasn’t on a schedule, I could have easily taken her somewhere and banged her then and there. But alas, was not to be. I told her to have a good evening, then turned and left, squeezing her hand a bit before letting go.
Date Compression Attempt One:
I texted her the next day saying I enjoyed my time with her grabbing ice cream, and she was receptive and felt the same. A day later, I suggested that she come to see my town the following weekend for Brunch. She was going out of town with family, suggesting that the weekend after would work. OK – fine, I’ll be patient. All I need to do now is maintain some contact and I should be able to set her up for sex on her visit.
Continued Communication:
Over the course of two weeks, we continued to text each other - about one or two texts a day, spaced out 6-8 hours typically. This was good though - we built a bit of a connection via text and I learned more about where she's traveling to and has been throughout the state. As we were texting about her upcoming trip with family to Pennsylvania, and another older one to a cave in Virginia, she then sent me a link to a historic cave in my city. I used this opportunity to set up a date for the following weekend:
Second Meet Gameplan:
We agree to meet at 1:20 at the main train station, 15 minutes walking from where I live.
My plan was to meet her outside and feel her out a bit before leading her to my apartment. I suspected that she would be ready to go home just based on our last meeting. If so, I would propose brunch at my place, go by the grocery store to pick up a few items, then bring everything home where I would escalate to sex at the first opportunity.
"Brunch" - July 12 – 1:25pm:
I’m sitting in the waiting room of the train station, and she comes by me - pretty shy. She has large dark makeup around her eyes, which I don’t find too appealing. But never the less, I greet her, hug lightly and I kiss her right away. She puts her head down first, but then brings it up and I peck her on the lips. Then I lead her us out of there while asking about her trip over. We walk by the waterfront, make small talk about our last weeks and some trips we’ve done, but at the same time we are walking super close and she also grabs my hand like a couple about five minutes in. Her body language is very loose and flowing, and she sometimes “falls into me” with her body. She matches my level of sensuality and touching – it’s all nonverbal, but I sense that she’s primed and ready for sex.
Park - 1:35pm:
We walk into the waterfront park. She asks me - so is that Hawthorne over there? I jokingly reply back - Nope, that’s Philadelphia. She burst out laughing. We’re on the edge leaning against the railing, and she’s facing me and hugging me tight. My chin is on her forehead, I’m lightly pressing her back and she’s holding me close and matching the rhythm. I go lower with my hands and brush over her ass. She’s totally comfortable with this and keeps going for another three minutes, till I silently break off and lead us to the grocery story.
Yep – she is good to go and I’m definitely getting laid. I knew I needed to get home ASAP.
Grocery Store – 1:45pm:
We walk three blocks to the grocery store. I wanted to get in and out as fast as possible, so I command her a few times – “can you help me open this bag?” to put peppers in and “can you grab some blueberries for me? I’m going to get some eggs and I’ll meet you back here.” She quietly complied every time. We went to the check out and didn’t say much for a few minutes; I paid and then went another three blocks to my home. On the way there I told her about some of the new projects I’ve got at work.
<In retrospect, I could have probably just skipped this grocery store trip entirely. But anyway, for the future...>
My Apartment – 2:00pm:
We walk in, and I have her take off her shoes. She walks with me to the kitchen where I put down the groceries, and I offer her a glass of water. She then admires my pets – I have three parakeets – and since it’s a nice day and they can get noisy, I take two minutes to open the window and put them out on my balcony/fire escape. After this, I grab a water for myself and go right back to her, leading her to the edge of the bed. I then went in for the kill – first a real kiss. She puts her head down, but with my hand I manhandle her just slightly. It is smooth sailing to bang town USA. I escalated to sex in about thirty minutes, and went for my hand on her pussy after kissing her a little bit and laying her on the bed. As suspected, she was already soaking wet through her panties.
Her body was way better than I realized. Slight belly fat, but had firm C cups and really sexy perky nipples, a nice hourglass and a very curvy ass. Her straight, black hair was also long enough to touch this ass - it was fun watching her strut over to the bathroom. Over the course of the evening her makeup also came off – I realized I like her a lot more without all of it.
She was also pretty tight. When I first started to go inside her, she was convulsing in part pain and part pleasure. It took a good five minutes to slowly work it all the way in, and another five minutes before I could really start to pump into her. She really started to get into it, and was being audible in the strangest way – it sounded more like whimpering and wheezing at times, but at the top of her lungs. When I looked at her in the middle of intense thrusting, she was sweating bullets! But her lips and mouth were ice cold – must have felt really, really good. Later in the afternoon she actually started to command me – “go, go, go…” and “go harder. Harder! Harder!”
No LMR what so ever, at any point. She felt really good. We fucked many different times from around 2:00pm until 8:00pm, with a couple of breaks to sleep and grab some dinner. She left around 9:00pm.
We never made that brunch.
Definitely should be fun to see her again.
There were a couple of circumstances that caused this:
• This girl lives 50 miles away from me – which translates to approximately 1-1.5 hours away. Bad logistics.
• She also lives with her family. Bad logistics x2.
• My initial impressions about this girl were wayyyy off. She seemed at first like a very inexperienced, shy, and quiet girl – think of the model daughter, almost. I thought – or assumed - that she probably wants something more serious. How silly of me to forget that even these types of girls just want to have fun.
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On June 16th, I matched with a girl on Coffee Meets Bagel, 24. She had a very average face and some pretty dorky pictures from several travels – including one of her at some huge island resort. I used this for my opener:
June 17
ME: J******* – hey! Is that the Atlantis in Jamaica that you’re in? Either way looks like quite an exotic hangout for you, Ms. Traveler
HER: Hey GP, yea it’s the Atlantis in the Bahamas haha. I was on a cruise and it was one of the stops.
June 18
HER: Can you draw Atlantis, Mr. Architect?
June 20
ME: Hey J******* – I’ve been traveling this weekend, so a little slow on response. Atlantis looks pretty complex to draw, but it would be fun. What was your favorite part of it?
HER: Hey GP, it’s alright. I’d say I like the indoor décor the best. It’s very ornate.
ME: Ah – so you must enjoy the classy side of cruises and resorts. Have you gone south often?
June 21
HER: I guess I do enjoy classy things. Have you been on a cruise before? I have gone south, but mostly along the east coast. Are you from the south?
ME: Ah…high end taste. Like a gala, perhaps? I’ve never been on a cruise, but it sounds enticing. I think maybe one to Alaska would be fascinating.
ME: I did live in the south for a bit, but am not from there. Where’s your favorite place down there?
June 22
HER: A gala sounds interesting, I actually haven’t been to one. From what I heard the AK cruise is very nice.
HER: I like going to Florida for Disney. It can be quite humid though. Do you travel a lot?
June 23
ME: I’ve heard the same about Alaska cruises. Actually love the Pacific NW. It’s gorgeous. But somehow I think you enjoy warm places more aka Disney.
ME: Traveling is great. But hey, why don’t we get off this silly app and continue; what’s your number?
HER: It’s been a while since I’ve been in PNW, I lived there when I was younger. My number is XXX-XXX-XXXX. What’s yours?
I got off the app and switched to texting:
First Meet Gameplan:
It just so happened that was attending a wedding in Philadelphia that weekend. One of the routes from my area to Philly passes right thru her city, and I took it. And then I had an idea – I couldn’t see things with this girl going anywhere since she lives far, but it wouldn’t be hard for me to fit in a quick screening date on my way back home on Sunday if she’s free. And that way, I could evaluate if I really wanted to sleep with her, while also using the opportunity to get her more comfortable with me in person, build a little tension, and then set her up to come to ME, where logistics are favorable. At the worst, it would be practice and I would have just lost 30 minutes coming home - no big deal.
I texted her the next day, Saturday, letting her know that I passed thru the town and found it interesting, but the goal was to set a meet for the next day:
June 27
ME: So funny you mention the University area; I am in Philly this weekend and took a route through Pleasantville coincidentally. It looks really interesting!
ME: Not sure if you’re free tomorrow (or CAN be), but I’ll be heading back to Hawthorne and will pass through Pleasantville again. How about we grab a quick 30min tea in the afternoon?
HER: I’ll probably be free for a bit in tomorrow afternoon. Did anything stand out to you as you drove through Pleasantville?
ME: It seems like a nice preppy polo-esque community
HER: Haha, I guess the university area does give off that vibe. The rest of the town is pretty much suburban with things you’d find in any other town. Let me know when you leave Philly. Pleasantville is about an hour away from there.
ME: Interesting, there’s only so much you can see when passing thru a town. Sure, I’ll keep you posted; it will probably be around 2 or 3 that I leave Philly. Hope you’re having a fun evening!
HER: Thanks, hope you had a fun night too! Yep around then works for me.
Ice Cream – June 27:
Before I left on Sunday, she texted me a google maps pin – we would meet on campus and walk around from there. I let her know when I was about 15 minutes away. Alas, there was a new logistical challenge – a friend of mine attending the wedding missed his flight back to North Carolina, so instead of going back that day he booked a trip out from my area in two days and would stay with me for a few nights. I also scheduled another date back in Hawthorne for later in the evening (which resulted in an LR I haven’t written).
Basically – I’m boxed in on my schedule. Even if I wanted to spend more time with this girl, I’d be keeping my friend waiting in the car AND would have to miss a date in my area. And now I couldn’t use my car as a place to escalate. I suspected - correctly - that she lived at home with her parents.
When I got there, she wasn’t there to greet me. She messaged me about five minutes later telling me to meet her at the town square about 5 minutes away. I headed that way; she came up around the corner in a few minutes. At first glance she was nothing like her pictures; as she came closer, I realize she was just wearing some extra makeup. Skinny girl, long straight black hair, 5’-5”, did not keep a great posture, and seemed pretty shy and nervous. In fact, when she saw me she looked away and looked down, and as we came up to greet each other she was speaking to me very quietly and mumbling a little bit.
I started to deep dive on the walk to the ice cream place. Inside, there was a good three minutes or so where we didn’t say anything to each other while in line. It felt really awkward and uncomfortable – I was trying to make conversation before this and she'd give me a quiet one sentence answer, then stop. I felt like there wasn’t much to talk about – thank God I’m only going to be here for twenty more minutes, I thought. She also didn’t look at me much, and when I made eye contact she sometimes looked down nervously.
She paid for the ice cream and I gave a $1 tip. This was unintentional – it was a cash only place and I had no cash. So she paid for me. Then we went outside and continued to walk around – talking about life in this place and covering some logistics – she lives with her family, where she works, and where else she’s been in the state.
We paused at a street corner. I finished my ice cream here, which was dripping all over my hand. This town was a very small and quiet place indeed. The feeling between us was now a little less awkward, but there were still some silences. She suggests checking out the college. Sure, why not – still have another ten minutes.
There's a lot of sculpture art around the campus which we took a look at. During this walk over she kind of bumped into me. At first I didn’t think anything of it, but then I realized it didn’t FEEL unintentional or by accident. And then I also noticed she was walking side by side, and very close…just an inch away, with her hand barely touching mine. Essentially following my motions. I thought about it for about a minute while we talked about the art, and then I just grabbed her hand. She didn’t let go or pull away, but her grip was soft and weak.
THEN A LIGHTBULB WENT OFF AND EVERYTHING CLICKED: It’s not awkward and uncomfortable because the date isn’t going well and there’s nothing to talk about. On the contrary – this girl was highly ATTRACTED to me, and is super SUBMISSIVE. That’s why she’s NERVOUS AS HELL, and that’s why it felt so AWKWARD.
I COMPLETELY MISREAD EVERYTHING!
With this new information, I maintained conversation, and we continued to walk around the campus holding hands. I was being a little more physical, but not too much. She was talking about a famous scene from the campus that was in a movie. I look over and noticed her dress was pretty low cut, revealing some nicely sized tits. I looked her up and down – OK, she actually has a pretty nice body. Alas, it was time to go as it had now been about 40 minutes, and my friend was still waiting in the car.
As we come to the street at the edge of campus, I have to go left and her right. I look over and tell her that it was a great pit stop, and great to meet her. There was an awkward pause where we just looked at each other in the eye – literally a five second pause. And then I noticed that she was weak and very, very slowly falling…falling into me. Instinct kicked in – I stepped in towards her about an inch and she FELL INTO ME and kissed me right on the lips – and HELD it. For a minute, we just made out. But I HAVE to keep the sexual tension and the logistics suck – I pulled away before she wanted to finish. Then she looks me in the eyes and is just starting in wonderment – what color are they? I answer – Hazel – and she STILL keeps staring at me. Another minute passes where we don’t say a thing to each other.
I asked her what she’s doing for the rest of the evening – nothing. Well, that’s just great. If my friend wasn’t around in my car and I wasn’t on a schedule, I could have easily taken her somewhere and banged her then and there. But alas, was not to be. I told her to have a good evening, then turned and left, squeezing her hand a bit before letting go.
Date Compression Attempt One:
I texted her the next day saying I enjoyed my time with her grabbing ice cream, and she was receptive and felt the same. A day later, I suggested that she come to see my town the following weekend for Brunch. She was going out of town with family, suggesting that the weekend after would work. OK – fine, I’ll be patient. All I need to do now is maintain some contact and I should be able to set her up for sex on her visit.
Continued Communication:
Over the course of two weeks, we continued to text each other - about one or two texts a day, spaced out 6-8 hours typically. This was good though - we built a bit of a connection via text and I learned more about where she's traveling to and has been throughout the state. As we were texting about her upcoming trip with family to Pennsylvania, and another older one to a cave in Virginia, she then sent me a link to a historic cave in my city. I used this opportunity to set up a date for the following weekend:
July 3
HER: Since you mentioned caves, did you know there is a historic one in Hawthorne?
ME: Thanks, hope you have fun in Pennsy. There’s a cave here? I did not know…tell me more.
July 5
HER: It’s this one: <link>. I wouldn’t have knowing about it if it weren’t for you
July 6
ME: Wow, this feels straight out of a movie – lost until 2007, AND also the site of a murder myster? Very nice sleuthing J*******, I think you picked the wrong career.
ME: How was Pennsy this weekend?
HER: Haha, I might have been a detective in my past life.
HER: PA was pretty with the mountains and such. I checked out this real big mall and then saw fireworks nearby the town. What did you enjoy doing the most this weekend?
July 7
ME: I think you’ll have to come inspect this one then…are you free this Sunday for brunch? Im amused you mention how pretty PA is, but this big mall was one of the highlights of the weekend
HER: I like the drive and moving back to suburban areas you learn to develop new hobbies. I haven’t seen many brunch places around here so I guess I’ll have to check out what you’re mentioning. You seem to have a place in mind?
HER: That’s so cool that you DJ! I like listening to different kinds of music. What kind of rhythms do you like to put together? Btw, I’ve wanted to go to a rooftop bar/party in the city.
July 8
ME: Interesting – is visiting malls one of your hobbies?
HER: Malling is fun every now and then. I think I'm free this Sunday. I listen to pop, musicals, and the world beat station on Pandora. I hope nobody's fallen off the roof yet!
July 9
ME: Great - let's say around 1-ish Sunday. I'll let you know exact time later, as I'll be coming back from MD. Cool?
HER: Yeah that works Sunday.
Second Meet Gameplan:
We agree to meet at 1:20 at the main train station, 15 minutes walking from where I live.
My plan was to meet her outside and feel her out a bit before leading her to my apartment. I suspected that she would be ready to go home just based on our last meeting. If so, I would propose brunch at my place, go by the grocery store to pick up a few items, then bring everything home where I would escalate to sex at the first opportunity.
"Brunch" - July 12 – 1:25pm:
I’m sitting in the waiting room of the train station, and she comes by me - pretty shy. She has large dark makeup around her eyes, which I don’t find too appealing. But never the less, I greet her, hug lightly and I kiss her right away. She puts her head down first, but then brings it up and I peck her on the lips. Then I lead her us out of there while asking about her trip over. We walk by the waterfront, make small talk about our last weeks and some trips we’ve done, but at the same time we are walking super close and she also grabs my hand like a couple about five minutes in. Her body language is very loose and flowing, and she sometimes “falls into me” with her body. She matches my level of sensuality and touching – it’s all nonverbal, but I sense that she’s primed and ready for sex.
Park - 1:35pm:
We walk into the waterfront park. She asks me - so is that Hawthorne over there? I jokingly reply back - Nope, that’s Philadelphia. She burst out laughing. We’re on the edge leaning against the railing, and she’s facing me and hugging me tight. My chin is on her forehead, I’m lightly pressing her back and she’s holding me close and matching the rhythm. I go lower with my hands and brush over her ass. She’s totally comfortable with this and keeps going for another three minutes, till I silently break off and lead us to the grocery story.
Yep – she is good to go and I’m definitely getting laid. I knew I needed to get home ASAP.
Grocery Store – 1:45pm:
We walk three blocks to the grocery store. I wanted to get in and out as fast as possible, so I command her a few times – “can you help me open this bag?” to put peppers in and “can you grab some blueberries for me? I’m going to get some eggs and I’ll meet you back here.” She quietly complied every time. We went to the check out and didn’t say much for a few minutes; I paid and then went another three blocks to my home. On the way there I told her about some of the new projects I’ve got at work.
<In retrospect, I could have probably just skipped this grocery store trip entirely. But anyway, for the future...>
My Apartment – 2:00pm:
We walk in, and I have her take off her shoes. She walks with me to the kitchen where I put down the groceries, and I offer her a glass of water. She then admires my pets – I have three parakeets – and since it’s a nice day and they can get noisy, I take two minutes to open the window and put them out on my balcony/fire escape. After this, I grab a water for myself and go right back to her, leading her to the edge of the bed. I then went in for the kill – first a real kiss. She puts her head down, but with my hand I manhandle her just slightly. It is smooth sailing to bang town USA. I escalated to sex in about thirty minutes, and went for my hand on her pussy after kissing her a little bit and laying her on the bed. As suspected, she was already soaking wet through her panties.
Her body was way better than I realized. Slight belly fat, but had firm C cups and really sexy perky nipples, a nice hourglass and a very curvy ass. Her straight, black hair was also long enough to touch this ass - it was fun watching her strut over to the bathroom. Over the course of the evening her makeup also came off – I realized I like her a lot more without all of it.
She was also pretty tight. When I first started to go inside her, she was convulsing in part pain and part pleasure. It took a good five minutes to slowly work it all the way in, and another five minutes before I could really start to pump into her. She really started to get into it, and was being audible in the strangest way – it sounded more like whimpering and wheezing at times, but at the top of her lungs. When I looked at her in the middle of intense thrusting, she was sweating bullets! But her lips and mouth were ice cold – must have felt really, really good. Later in the afternoon she actually started to command me – “go, go, go…” and “go harder. Harder! Harder!”
No LMR what so ever, at any point. She felt really good. We fucked many different times from around 2:00pm until 8:00pm, with a couple of breaks to sleep and grab some dinner. She left around 9:00pm.
We never made that brunch.
Definitely should be fun to see her again.
