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Well guys, I guess I am back.
My first LR in over three years. My last one (https://www.skilledseducer.com/threads/destiny.19652/) of course turned into the most serious relationship of my life, with a wonderful girl who utterly fascinated me but ultimately had much different values than me. Destiny turns to Doom.
Against the advice of this site, and against my better judgement, I took my time rebounding. My now ex broke up with me a few days before the New Year. I spent January deeply conflicted, trying several half measures to get her back while also refusing to chase her. February I focused hard on my job while also still in shock that things were over. I dialed my porn intake back halfway through March, and started making some approaches. I also downloaded Hinge. I still have some things to get handled before I truly throw myself back into seduction, but at least now I am moving.
The Girl
...and the word "girl" is appropriate because she just turned 19! Yes, Ambiance is a naughty rapscallion that goes after girls 5 years his junior. She is around 5'5", Latina, busty, nice waist and ass, long, straight, and shiny dark hair. Cute face too! Forgot to ask, but she may have some Asian heritage as well. A fine rebound if I do say so!
I met her at my gym, where she works. Yes I know, don't shit where you eat... but life is so much more interesting when you are reckless! I notice her sitting behind the counter as I arrive for my lift, give her a smile, and go about my lift. Once I finish, I weigh myself at the scale near her area, and start making small talk with her going indirect but warm. She is pretty receptive, so I dive a little deeper and get her qualifying herself a bit. Once I feel I have enough investment, I break out the classic "Are you single?" with a sly smile, which gets a laugh from her and she says she is. So I propose we grab grab a bite or Jamba or something, and then get her number. Had a bit of a rusty exit, made some awkward small talk before telling her bye for now, but whatever.
This was actually my first approach since the breakup I now realize!
Prelude
So we start texting, and right away I realize there is a major disconnect between how we text. She is a total Zoomer with her lingo and has no idea what to do with the banter I throw at her, nor how to contribute to a conversation. I also find out she is still a teenager (I would have guessed 21-22). I quickly wise up and dumb down (lol) my texts (without making it too dumb, because then she'd be leading and we all know how that goes).
Rather than go straight for the date request, I decide it would improve my odds if we just talk for awhile, since the approach was a mostly indirect one and it'd be a little incongruous. So we text about random stuff for a day, and I make sure to be the one to end it and say goodnight. The next day I text her a warm greeting and ping her schedule. She agrees but does NOT make it easy on me, giving vague answers when I try to dial down a time. Gotta love Zoomers (my two younger siblings are the same way). Once we have a time, I keep texting her to keep things warm, and plant the seed of having a bunch of different alcohol and a THC battery at my place.
The day before our date, I ping her and find out she has midterms due that weekend (online college). Rather than risk her flaking, I graciously offer to reschedule for next weekend. We keep texting, and I lightly bring up the age thing to preemptively handle any objections. Knowing that it will be nearly two weeks from approach to first date, I also try to turn the conversation sexual. She doesn't bite initially, and I overstep by asking an unearned "So what's your weak spot when it comes to guys", but I pull a miraculous save by twisting her vague response into confirmation that she DOES have a weak spot, which is the info I was after all along. She responds immediately, clearly flustered that I outwitted her and trying to find out if I have any weak spots. I leave her wondering and deescalate while I have her chasing. This may seem inconsequential, but I think this little interaction saved this lay.
Blown Chance
The week goes by, and I dial down my texting to demonstrate I'm not just going to give her attention for no reason. I text her the day of our rescheduled date, and we decide on her coming straight over at 9ish. I frame this super casually, and give her the option to meet at a Starbucks 7ish, but the fact she agreed to come straight to my apartment fairly late at night tells me all I need to know about what she wants from me.
I give her instructions on what to do when she gets here, to which she does not initially confirm. It is only 4-5 hours later at 7:30 that I hear from her, a simple "ay". I assume she is just acknowledging my instructions, and don't reply. 9 comes and goes. Not wanting to appear needy, I give her until 10 before I reach out. She gets back to me 20 minutes later, clearly in auto-rejection. She tells me since I didn't respond to her at 7:30 that she assumed it was off. Zoomers, amiright! I am flabbergasted, but try not to show it and offer to come pick her up, which she doesn't respond to.
Redemption
Not wanting to double text her, I go to the gym at a time I know she will be there. She is initially cold to me, but I give her big smiles and explain what happened and apologize (with a touch of insincerity), and then tell her I'll text her. Later during my workout, I have an upbeat conversation with a very attractive girl within eyesight of her (ended up later getting this other girl's number in my smoothest date request ever, but it sadly never went anywhere, guessing some other guy just barely beat me to her).
So we start texting again, and I pitch another date. The day arrives and she ends up cancelling, but I strike the right balance of not freaking out but not cutting her too much slack, and she then offers to reschedule for the next day, today.
Learning from my mistake, I make sure to text her throughout the day leading up to the date. She wants to get Starbucks rather than come straight over, which I am cool with as she probably just wants to evaluate me a bit since it has been almost three weeks since we met. I pick a Starbucks at the mall within walking distance from my apartment, figuring it will be a great way to venue change a couple times if need be (didn't end up needing to).
I arrive a little late, knowing that being a young girl she'll be late too. I am dressed fairly casual, wearing a nice blue t-shirt from Banana Republic, black sweatpants, white Air Force 1s, and showing my black necklace. Also just got my hair cut. Obviously I have on my trusty Very Sexy for Men cologne from Victoria's Secret. While I wait, I use the time to reread Chase's article on dating younger girls (https://www.girlschase.com/content/tactics-tuesdays-how-pick-younger-women-18-22)
She finally shows up in sexy yoga attire that showcases her impressive mammary display and waist, along with a cute crimson/burgundy jacket. I give her a casual, warm smile and a hug, set her at ease with some nonchalant talk and a good amount of touch and physical proximity, and we quickly find out the Starbucks just closed. I use this to my benefit, finding a Jamba nearby and taking her to my car to drive over (scoring some investment points). We have a fun conversation on the way over, with me embodying Chase's advice of using asshole humor without being mean, just playing along with whatever she says. She is laughing the entire way over. Once there, I don't buy her anything, and she doesn't get anything for herself either. Keeping the momentum, after I get my drink I tell her it is cold in here and that we should go back to my car. Once there, I just drive to my apartment without asking and keep her busy talking and laughing. Once back, I briefly show her around and make her a Mexican Mule (per @Teevster's fantastic article, I had stocked my place up with all types of alcohol earlier today: https://www.girlschase.com/article/logistics-checklist-what-prepare-good-seductions).
Escalation
Everything had gone quite smooth so far, but once we were cuddled up on my bed the rust started to show. We started watching The Vampire Diaries, and I planned to spontaneous kiss her mid sentence. Yet she wasn't very talkative, and I tried increasingly provocative statements to get her hooked, but ultimately made a bit of a fool of myself. After 25 minutes I finally went for a spontaneous kiss, but she initially resisted and I let her. So we kept watching. I defused the tension by talking about the show, then later went for another kiss but met resistance again. I switched to kinoing her, bringing up the fact I knew she had a weak spot and trying to find it based off her reactions. Finally, I remembered that the whole point of a spontaneous kiss is to freaking KISS her, resistance be damned! So I paused the show, grabbed her, and planted one on her. She resisted at first but melted into it, and once she did I broke it off and resumed the show and our nonchalant conversation. A little bit later I planted another one on her. She snuggled up against me after that. I then kept planting more and more on her, all while continuing our convo, and then finally put my computer away and went into full on make-out mode.
She kept telling me she didn't have a weak spot where I was kissing her, which I took as an invitation to explore the rest of her body. I eventually brushed against her pussy, met no resistance, and so I came back to it and took her yoga pants and panties off in one swoop. She still kept insisting she didn't have a weak spot, and I told her she was enjoying this way too much with a diabolical snarl. Played with her clit, ate her out, and then fingered her while eating her out. She surprisingly liked my fingering much more than what I did to her clit. I had her touch my cock, which I eventually took out and brushed against her slit, teasing her. I slowly slid in, all while she protested that this wasn't her spot and making her laugh that she was fucking some guy from the gym who is quite a bit older.
The sex was ok. We did adapted missionary for a bit, which she got pretty into, but I foolishly switched positions several times. We did legs over shoulders, then some doggy, and finally she rode me cowgirl. I almost came and had to stop her, which killed the mood a bit. Each position only went 3-5 minutes, not nearly enough for her to get properly into it.
Aftermath
She mentioned that she had to get home as she has an early morning. I weakly protested that she stay, and tried to put her back in the mood by playing with her clit, but this girl does not respond to clitoral play like I am used to. So I give in and we get dressed. I offer to drive her home. I act the same as I was before, at least until we get in the car. The drive over was okay, but near the end I do too much talking and say some things that are too provocative. She doesn't say goodbye as she gets out of the car.
The end is important in all things, huh? Here is what I think I could have done better:
1. Make a move much quicker, which would have given us more time to fuck and spend time together post-intimacy
2. Give her better sex - should have done adapted missionary for at least 15 minutes before switching, and should have let myself cum
3. Cut back the provocative, racy statements and just rely on benevolent asshole humor
We'll see if I get her to hang again. I doubt it, but from first getting her number up until she arrived at the Starbucks I thought I had little chance of getting her out, and yet here we are.
Finally, how do I feel now that I have finally rebounded? It's not the feeling I was expecting, in part because it ended poorly.
On the one hand, I have reminded myself how easy it is to get laid. Sure, it took some serious patience, but the very first girl I approached I bedded. Not even that, but my approach and a lot of my interaction with her weren't even that good!
On the other hand, this cheapens the sex a bit. Not to mention sex with a stranger does not hold a candle to sex with the girl of your dreams. I feel hollow knowing the absolutely blissful and significant sex I once had with my ex is gone.
All throughout my former relationship, I was SO torn between staying with a girl who both fascinated me and adored me, yet who had several serious flaws, versus continuing to pursue my goals with seduction. I loved my girl so, so much, and so badly wanted to cement her being mine forever by impregnating her (come to think of it, she very likely had a miscarriage... so good chance I actually DID get her pregnant). But some of her values were staunchly opposed to mine (mainly religion, politics, and relating to self-actualization), and I disdained most of her family and did not want my future children to be related to them. I often fantasized about somehow keeping her around while getting rid of her family, while also returning to my quest and having all the experiences I want and children with other women too.
But it was always going to be one or the other. She may have made my choice for me, but I owe it to myself to make the most of it, as soulless and fractured as I am now that she is gone. And tonight was a decent start.
(the quote at the start of this LR is taken from an all-time favorite song of mine, about a man who has lost his one true love giving into his lust amidst his sorrow. Lyrics from this song are also featured in my original LR about my ex, which I think is fitting)
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