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This was a fun one. Met a girl on Tinder and set up a meet at a metro station by her place last night. Through Tinder all we know about one another is our locations and what we look like basically. After walking around the metro station we eventually bump into each other.
A buxom redhead -- half Scottish half French-Canadian -- and a member of a death-punk band. Let's call her FireCat. FireCat informs me of a few things early on: 1) that she has only half an hour before she has to go do some work stuff (luckily I scheduled another backup date this evening), and 2) that she has to go home and change (she was wearing a sweater in 80 degree heat cuz she works by the water, where it's colder). So we walk to her place chatting about what our lives are like (mostly her -- she loves to talk), and she gives me the tour of her place and gets me a drink then goes off to change. I figure I should make a move now, even though we've only known each other for 5 minutes, but then her roommate comes out and sits right next to me. So after she gets changed (now into shorts and a low-cut top) I decide to invite her to head towards a nearby social area, and she acquiesces.
We walk through a trainyard/park/overgrown area to get there, and I get the idea that we should just have an impromptu picnic here. On the walk over I start opening up some sexual frames talking about her body and sexuality, and she's enjoying it. We head to a convenient store with her doing most of the talking and buy a bottle of white wine (cuz it's a picnic and all...) then go back and get nestled in the tall grass. I deep dive her, learning that she's a rather aware, awake person, who sticks to her convictions -- which is attractive to me. I also learn that, despite what her Tinder profile said, saying she was 22, she is actually 18. "Interesting..."
Her 30 minute time-limit magically disappears at this point.
We talk some more about her past relationships, adventures, family, etc. while drinking the wine. I text my backup date that something came up and I can't meet her tonight. FireCat wants to show me some music on her Ipod. I move next to her to check it out, then, after a moment, grab her chin and steal a kiss. She gets super into it so I escalate straight to sex.
FireCat earns her namesake at this point. We got to the point where people walking by would stop and watch for a few seconds, she was screaming so much. She orgasms a few times. Fantastic body. Eventually I say we should go back to her place (the bugs were biting). We get dressed again and she is very pleased, though her legs seem a bit wobbly on the walk back. She has to sneak me in, cuz she doesn't want her roommates to know that she's bringing a guy around (I later learn that this is in part because she's seeing someone -- though she says he's not her bf.)
Have more sex in her room -- really enjoying her Scottish accent. Like I'll tell her to do something dirty and she'll smile and whisper something like: "You cheeky bastard."
She also tells me that she thinks I'm much like this chap: http://www3.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/Jim+ ... pu756l.jpg which I'm going to take as a compliment, though maybe that means I should work on being edgier, judging by some pics.
After a time we sneak back through the house, have a playful handshake on the stoop, and then I depart into the night.
On the bus ride back to my place I try and pick up another girl, but I think she noticed that I smelled like sex, and she didn't want to become "just another number", so it didn't go further than pleasant conversation. Amusing.
I get home and pass out on my bed -- quite satisfied with how my night turned out.
-Oskar
A buxom redhead -- half Scottish half French-Canadian -- and a member of a death-punk band. Let's call her FireCat. FireCat informs me of a few things early on: 1) that she has only half an hour before she has to go do some work stuff (luckily I scheduled another backup date this evening), and 2) that she has to go home and change (she was wearing a sweater in 80 degree heat cuz she works by the water, where it's colder). So we walk to her place chatting about what our lives are like (mostly her -- she loves to talk), and she gives me the tour of her place and gets me a drink then goes off to change. I figure I should make a move now, even though we've only known each other for 5 minutes, but then her roommate comes out and sits right next to me. So after she gets changed (now into shorts and a low-cut top) I decide to invite her to head towards a nearby social area, and she acquiesces.
We walk through a trainyard/park/overgrown area to get there, and I get the idea that we should just have an impromptu picnic here. On the walk over I start opening up some sexual frames talking about her body and sexuality, and she's enjoying it. We head to a convenient store with her doing most of the talking and buy a bottle of white wine (cuz it's a picnic and all...) then go back and get nestled in the tall grass. I deep dive her, learning that she's a rather aware, awake person, who sticks to her convictions -- which is attractive to me. I also learn that, despite what her Tinder profile said, saying she was 22, she is actually 18. "Interesting..."
Her 30 minute time-limit magically disappears at this point.
We talk some more about her past relationships, adventures, family, etc. while drinking the wine. I text my backup date that something came up and I can't meet her tonight. FireCat wants to show me some music on her Ipod. I move next to her to check it out, then, after a moment, grab her chin and steal a kiss. She gets super into it so I escalate straight to sex.
FireCat earns her namesake at this point. We got to the point where people walking by would stop and watch for a few seconds, she was screaming so much. She orgasms a few times. Fantastic body. Eventually I say we should go back to her place (the bugs were biting). We get dressed again and she is very pleased, though her legs seem a bit wobbly on the walk back. She has to sneak me in, cuz she doesn't want her roommates to know that she's bringing a guy around (I later learn that this is in part because she's seeing someone -- though she says he's not her bf.)
Have more sex in her room -- really enjoying her Scottish accent. Like I'll tell her to do something dirty and she'll smile and whisper something like: "You cheeky bastard."
She also tells me that she thinks I'm much like this chap: http://www3.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/Jim+ ... pu756l.jpg which I'm going to take as a compliment, though maybe that means I should work on being edgier, judging by some pics.
After a time we sneak back through the house, have a playful handshake on the stoop, and then I depart into the night.
On the bus ride back to my place I try and pick up another girl, but I think she noticed that I smelled like sex, and she didn't want to become "just another number", so it didn't go further than pleasant conversation. Amusing.
I get home and pass out on my bed -- quite satisfied with how my night turned out.
-Oskar
