This is my first field report on here. I am traveling to a few different parts of the US to look at colleges, the first place being Seattle. I'm currently in the military and stationed probably in one of the worst places in the contiguous US to meet girls. So getting to leave that area for a while and see pretty women who aren't all married or outrank me has been nice.
Anyway, as a beginner, I'm nervous when meeting new people, especially alone. I toured the university of Washington early last Wednesday, finished around noon, and decided to sight see around the city. After hours of walking, I decided to grab a drink at a bar near the hostel I stayed at. I struck up a few minutes of mildly awkward conversation with a dude at the bar before departing. My main issue I find is breaking through to the first interaction, which once I do makes other social situations in the immediate future a tad easier.
I return to the hostel to find that two girls have moved into my four-person room. Being a little anxious, I decided to go smoke and return to see if they were still there (which could've have resulted in none of this happening -- stupid mistake). They were there. I began speaking with the first girl who was standing by her bunk bed. We'll call her "Sophie."
We made small talk for several minutes. She told me her and her friend are university students in Frankfurt and were visiting Vancouver and Seattle. They're going back to Germany the next day. Now even though our conversation was light and I'm a true beginner, I was picking up hard signs of interest from her, especially when I mentioned that I was in the military. If it wasn't for her friend and the fact both of them wanted to go out, I would've simply suggested grabbing some alcohol and hanging out at the hostel. But I knew (figured, more like it) that I needed her friend to warm up to me, so the three of us headed out.
I led them to the bar, which was about a 2 minute walk from the hostel. Somehow the bartender recognized me from a few hours earlier in a different shirt, but he raised my preferred beverage in the air after noticing me, which I knew didn't hurt. The three of us had good conversation, meanwhile I'm touching Sophie in a rather under-the-radar fashion, whilst also lightly touching her friend in a more platonic way (I'm seated in the middle between them). The friend had warmed up to me quickly. Sophie mentioned she was tired so I took that as my cue, and a few moments later we go to a liquor store to get some booze, then retreat to the hostel.
You're not allowed to have anything in the rooms besides water, but Sophie and her friend don't even hesitate to slip past the front counter and into our room. If I had been walking in the front, I wouldn't have thought twice about going to the lounge, where there were other guests. This definitely worked in my (our) favor, and it's a good learning point for next time to always lead the interaction closer to your end goal, even if that requires bending a rule or two.
We drink and continue our talk. Sophie becomes increasingly intoxicated, which I know isn't good. Her friend heads to the bathroom, so I go for the kiss with success. I know I need to get her friend to go to sleep/leave us alone for anything to happen. If I was more advanced and had a higher abundance mentality, however, I would've probably pursued a threesome, as I was feeling some interest coming from the friend. But I wanted to go for what seemed like the more sure thing. To make things more complicated her friend wants to stay awake due to their long flight tomorrow. Eventually though she heads to her bed, which is directly above Sophie's, making it just us two.
Sophie and I start making out pretty hard. Escalating goes smoothly until I try to reach for her vagina or take off her pants, which would be a recurring theme. I do finger her by using Alek's technique where he comes through the back of the legs, and then also from the more traditional angle. I take her hand and put it on my dick, which she dry rubs. At this point my balls feel like a swollen grapefruit. Her friend is above us reading and the other dude staying in the room is either sleeping or pretending to sleep. In hindsight I kinda wish he would have just gotten up and talked to the friend; I feel like if she was in a similar situation it would have made Sophie more comfortable. At around 3 a.m. we fall asleep, only to wake up about 2 hours later and go back at it. This time when she touches my dick I ask her what she's thinking about, to which she replies "dirty things." I stick a finger in her mouth while she strokes it, then she asked me what I was thinking, and I say "your mouth on my cock." She starts heading in a southerly direction, thank god. My nuts feel like those bombs in movies where they aren't sure which wire to cut before it explodes. She blows me and I cum quicker than normal from being blown. We go to the bathroom to wash up and then go back to sleep.
The next morning we cuddled and then hung out until her flight left. She wanted to go shopping but left her cash at the hostel so we head back. Once we're there she says she kinda just wants to take a nap. I was definitely down for one more shot. So we go lay in my bed and make out, don't nap, and the same pattern of escalation from the night prior happens again. This time though she rubs my cock on her vagina through her yoga pants. I get on top and start semi-fucking her through her yoga pants, which she enjoys. I almost blow a load but I wasn't trying to get baby sauce on her pants, so I relent. Eventually it's time for her and her friend to go and I walk them to the train station.
Overall I feel ok about how things went. I was able to capatalize on immediate interest and good-but-not-perfect logistics, and almost got the job completely done. Sophie told me she felt uncomfortable with other people being in the room. I tried to make her so horny that it didn't matter but it didn't work. Oh well. I got laid the following night which helped, but I actually dug this chick and would give it a third (albeit final) try if there'd been time.
LucasJ
Anyway, as a beginner, I'm nervous when meeting new people, especially alone. I toured the university of Washington early last Wednesday, finished around noon, and decided to sight see around the city. After hours of walking, I decided to grab a drink at a bar near the hostel I stayed at. I struck up a few minutes of mildly awkward conversation with a dude at the bar before departing. My main issue I find is breaking through to the first interaction, which once I do makes other social situations in the immediate future a tad easier.
I return to the hostel to find that two girls have moved into my four-person room. Being a little anxious, I decided to go smoke and return to see if they were still there (which could've have resulted in none of this happening -- stupid mistake). They were there. I began speaking with the first girl who was standing by her bunk bed. We'll call her "Sophie."
We made small talk for several minutes. She told me her and her friend are university students in Frankfurt and were visiting Vancouver and Seattle. They're going back to Germany the next day. Now even though our conversation was light and I'm a true beginner, I was picking up hard signs of interest from her, especially when I mentioned that I was in the military. If it wasn't for her friend and the fact both of them wanted to go out, I would've simply suggested grabbing some alcohol and hanging out at the hostel. But I knew (figured, more like it) that I needed her friend to warm up to me, so the three of us headed out.
I led them to the bar, which was about a 2 minute walk from the hostel. Somehow the bartender recognized me from a few hours earlier in a different shirt, but he raised my preferred beverage in the air after noticing me, which I knew didn't hurt. The three of us had good conversation, meanwhile I'm touching Sophie in a rather under-the-radar fashion, whilst also lightly touching her friend in a more platonic way (I'm seated in the middle between them). The friend had warmed up to me quickly. Sophie mentioned she was tired so I took that as my cue, and a few moments later we go to a liquor store to get some booze, then retreat to the hostel.
You're not allowed to have anything in the rooms besides water, but Sophie and her friend don't even hesitate to slip past the front counter and into our room. If I had been walking in the front, I wouldn't have thought twice about going to the lounge, where there were other guests. This definitely worked in my (our) favor, and it's a good learning point for next time to always lead the interaction closer to your end goal, even if that requires bending a rule or two.
We drink and continue our talk. Sophie becomes increasingly intoxicated, which I know isn't good. Her friend heads to the bathroom, so I go for the kiss with success. I know I need to get her friend to go to sleep/leave us alone for anything to happen. If I was more advanced and had a higher abundance mentality, however, I would've probably pursued a threesome, as I was feeling some interest coming from the friend. But I wanted to go for what seemed like the more sure thing. To make things more complicated her friend wants to stay awake due to their long flight tomorrow. Eventually though she heads to her bed, which is directly above Sophie's, making it just us two.
Sophie and I start making out pretty hard. Escalating goes smoothly until I try to reach for her vagina or take off her pants, which would be a recurring theme. I do finger her by using Alek's technique where he comes through the back of the legs, and then also from the more traditional angle. I take her hand and put it on my dick, which she dry rubs. At this point my balls feel like a swollen grapefruit. Her friend is above us reading and the other dude staying in the room is either sleeping or pretending to sleep. In hindsight I kinda wish he would have just gotten up and talked to the friend; I feel like if she was in a similar situation it would have made Sophie more comfortable. At around 3 a.m. we fall asleep, only to wake up about 2 hours later and go back at it. This time when she touches my dick I ask her what she's thinking about, to which she replies "dirty things." I stick a finger in her mouth while she strokes it, then she asked me what I was thinking, and I say "your mouth on my cock." She starts heading in a southerly direction, thank god. My nuts feel like those bombs in movies where they aren't sure which wire to cut before it explodes. She blows me and I cum quicker than normal from being blown. We go to the bathroom to wash up and then go back to sleep.
The next morning we cuddled and then hung out until her flight left. She wanted to go shopping but left her cash at the hostel so we head back. Once we're there she says she kinda just wants to take a nap. I was definitely down for one more shot. So we go lay in my bed and make out, don't nap, and the same pattern of escalation from the night prior happens again. This time though she rubs my cock on her vagina through her yoga pants. I get on top and start semi-fucking her through her yoga pants, which she enjoys. I almost blow a load but I wasn't trying to get baby sauce on her pants, so I relent. Eventually it's time for her and her friend to go and I walk them to the train station.
Overall I feel ok about how things went. I was able to capatalize on immediate interest and good-but-not-perfect logistics, and almost got the job completely done. Sophie told me she felt uncomfortable with other people being in the room. I tried to make her so horny that it didn't matter but it didn't work. Oh well. I got laid the following night which helped, but I actually dug this chick and would give it a third (albeit final) try if there'd been time.
LucasJ
