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Holy fuck, what a night. This happened Friday. It's a long one because I want to record the whole night and buildup to it since it was pretty epic (for me at least). If you want the lay skip to the section “I meet the one for tonight”
Background
The story begins Thursday (the night before). I had gone to meet up with mates and before that approached four chicks in 20 minutes getting a number. After that we went out together, I approached three and got another number from a girl in Maccas (McDonalds for the internationals). Both girls are responsive over text but I didn’t care either way, I had completely detached myself from the outcome and it probably came across.
One of my mates left so me and the remaining one went to one of my favorite Thursday night bars and just chilled, before inviting two girls over to sit with us after opening them. His girl was hotter, I wasn’t really attracted to mine initially since she was a smoker but there was a lot of touching and back and forth. Unfortunately, she was getting drunk (I had driven so was sober) and was all over the place. Eventually, her and the friend ended up leaving. My friend got his ones number and they made plans for the next day (but she stood him up, he thinks cause it was her last day in the city. I didn’t bother getting mines number. Mate commented that with her, I should have been more sexually aggressive. I ended up number closing another girl but wanted to be good for work so I left early.
Either way, the result of Thursday night meant I was stupidly horny on Friday. I couldn’t focus at work. It was so bad but I didn’t wanna jerk off obviously since it was Friday and wanted to be good for that night. But guess what, it got so bad that while having dirty thoughts and lightly touching ma dick over my pants, I came really fucking hard. FUUCK. That wasn’t supposed to happen.
This is the afternoon and I’m pissed at myself.
The Night Begins
Night rolls around, I’m not in a good mood, I’m not horny, but I try to get myself to be thinking dirty shit again. It works during the time but soon after, flatlines. I seriously debate whether I should go out or not, but my discipline prevails. I dress up in a navy button up (with a lot of the buttons undone), ripped black jeans and chelsea boots (sorry Velasco. This venue does have a bit of an older crowd though like 22 up so it fit). I get in the car at 9:30 and head into the city, to the same place I went last week in this report. On the way, I’m having a whole bunch of negative thoughts.
No joke, I was actually having these thoughts. I pull in to the multilevel carpark and get out, going to the place.
I get in and go to the bar to grab a drink (I’ve set myself a limit of two drinks a night to buy, for health but more importantly money reasons). There are two women next to me and a guy is talking animatedly to them. One is very beautiful, the other not so much. The guy leaves and they start talking about him. “He was funny, I liked him. But yeah, not really feeling it”.
I go in.
They laugh. I start talking to them, finding out where they’re from. The beautiful one is from Brazil, and had recently gotten out of a long term relationship. I start asking about the difference between Brazilian and Australian guys. She says Brazilian guys are more likely to come up to you and start talking but Australian guys don’t really do that. I could have pushed this conversation but I wanted to go around a bit since I’d just arrived. She told me she had never been to this venue before. I could have probably used this opportunity to take them and show them around, building up some social proof. No matter.
I head downstairs. I spot two hotties, one tall and one short, dancing on the floor. I go right up in between them confidently and say hi. The tall one smiles and responds, the short one looks suspicious. We chat about the music, when another one of their friends comes and sort of blocks me out. I give up way too easily since the tall one was friendly. I head back, open another group, and am talking to her for a good five minutes before she reveals that she’s married. I wish them well. I spot a sexy South American looking chick outside her group of other friends and engage. She is friendly but her friend comes and takes her away to talk. I go over while they're talking and tell her "Hey, I'm going to go over there and dance. I might see you later". Her friend looks at me suspiciously, and my girl doesn't look too enthusiastic either.
I head upstairs to the smokers area and whip out my dick. I mean phone. There are two guys standing next to me. They look pretty cool and I want to build up some social momentum again (started fizzling a bit). I hear them rambling incoherently in an Irish sounding accent, so I join in and start rambling incoherently at them too. They start laughing and I find out they’re English. They start calling me a “pommy cunt” to which I promptly tell them that they are the pommy cunts since they’re English. They respond by enlightening me that “pom actually means prisoner of her majesty, and since Australians are all convicts, that makes you the pom”. I later find out that this is debatable but whatever.
I see three hot girls at the table text to us. I tell the pommies “The world needs to know this. Every Australian needs to know that we’ve been using pommy wrong the whole time. I’m going to tell them (pointing at the girls). The guys laugh, but then I start walking over and he goes ‘holy shit, he’s actually going for it”
I open the girls.
The hot blonde one in the middle perked up
At this point the two guys come up. One goes to talk to the hot tall brunette chick (netball), the other talks to the hot blonde, I’m with the less cute but still attractive brunette one. The others seem like they’re vibing but I’m not really. One talking to netball blows himself out. Netball starts talking to my girl and eventually they leave “We’re going to the dance floor to dance, which is what we came for! See you guys”
The guys are impressed – one in particular is singing my praises:
They ask who I’m here with. I say I’m out alone.
I tell them I’m going to grab a water.
I leave. Downstairs I open a two set visiting for the weekend. One is very cute and friendly, but with a big group and not sensing much. Probably bail too early. I then spot a tall hottie and open her, she’s friendly and enthusiastic. Friends pull her away, she looks back at me with and waves with a bit of a guilty look on her face. I go up and reengage, she’s laughing. But then, the friends tell her their dad has come to pick them up. She looks back at me and actually seems to be conflicted. But then says “I’m sorry, I have to go!” I go for the number (again forget Skills method of going for it and just say “that’s a shame. I’d usually spend longer and see if we vibe but how about I grab your number”.
She enters her insta into my phone and then leaves. At this point I’m still vibing a bit, but feel like it’s time to switch venues soon as I’m getting a bit tired of this place.
I head upstairs after 10 minutes and find the girl I had just Instagram closed.
Don’t know how true that was but whatever. I leave.
The Next Bar
My intention is to go to another small bar that I enjoy which is about a 15 minute walk away. However, as I’m walking over (still outside the last venue) this hot looking blonde chick walks up and past me. She turns left, heading to a bar that is right nearby that I’ve been meaning to check out for a while but haven’t. It’s right there, meaning my car is close, so I think “Hell why not, I’m going to check out this place instead”. That proved to be a very good idea.
HB is in the back of the line. I open her in a commanding tone.
We start talking a bit. She just got off work and was meeting friends inside, but their phones had died and she needed to piss, so she was getting all antsy in the line. It was kinda annoying actually. She is invested and reopening me to chat. Another hot girl appears behind us in the line and I notice her staring me down. We get to the front and her friend is there with her back to the window. She gives the lightest taps on the window to get her attention but the friend leaves. I proceed to tease the crap out of her about how lightly she tapped the windows.
When the bouncer asks how many, she pipes up
Well that’s a good sign. We get inside, she greets her friend. I notice this is a paid venue with two girls behind the booth with a card machine. Fuck that.
While the girl and her friend are distracting the girls at the booth, I take a page out of two of my other mates books and just walk in without paying. I’ve done this a couple times now and haven’t never gotten caught or asked to leave. Once or twice I’ve got a “hey” and just ignored it and kept walking. Have probably saved myself $120 in BS cover charges in the last two months alone just walking in (Yeah, the cover charges here are insanity - $20 to $30). I don’t regularly go to places with cover charges though.
I thought that maybe it was bad idea to leave HBLine since I would then have met her hot friend too, but decided that I could find them later since it was a small venue.
I decide it’s time for my second and final drink. I don’t know whether they accidentally made it a double or what but it was strong. I could barely taste the coke and was overwhelmed by the vodka. Yeuch.
I spot a two set at the bar with a beautiful tall brunette. My type. I go up to them, and the brunette thinks I want to get to the bar.
As a stroke of luck, her friend had just ordered two shots, one for her and one for the brunette. She didn’t want hers though and told me to take it.
I’m not going to say no to a free shot so I take it. They then leave telling me the bar is mine, but I stop her saying ‘Haha, nah I actually came to talk to you.” She’s flattered but doesn’t stay.
I head to the dancefloor. The setup is weird, it’s like 1am but there are still tables all around and minimal dance floor space. I start chatting to these two older women (like 40s). One leaves and the other seems into me, but I’m not really into her. Just building up momentum. I tell her I’m going to dance and go approach a hot three set of younger girls. They light up when they see me. The one I wanted isn’t biting futher but the other short one is talking to me. I jokingly complain about the tables being in the way and she dares me to move them out of the way. I say I will when I finish the drink and deliver. She’s there with a big group for a birthday, guys and gals. I try to keep engaging but feel she wants to just stick to her group, so leave it. Eventually one of the friends says she wants the table back. I decide this ones dead and just decide to do it, don't want to piss off this entire group in this small venue.
I go to the bathroom. In the line (yes there was a line, this place had unisex toilets and no urinal) I start chatting to the older dude (not that old, like 40s) who starts complaining about the place.
I start laughing about it with him.
I meet the one for tonight
Once I’m done with the bathroom I head back to the dance floor. I notice two women dancing – one short Asian one in a cheetah dress and a taller very attractive brunette in a tight green dress (HBGreen). I notice the brunette glancing at me so I go in and introduce myself. They light up. I’m very close physically. I’ve noticed myself just doing this naturally now with most women. The friend is smiling and letting us be close. I can tell HBGreen is very interested, but I notice that we’ve separated from her friend who is behind the table. She voices concern “I don’ t want her to be excluded!”. So I go up to the friend and tell her to join, but she’s just saying “No, it’s ok! You guys go!”. But I ignore her and bring her in anyway and have my arms around both their shoulders, kissing them both on the cheek. The older dude I was talking to in the line comes up to me, sees I’m drinking a water, takes the water from me and comes back with a full glass of vodka raspberry. Second free drink of the night.
The friend keeps telling me how awesome it is that I came to approach them.
Almost word for word what the two hotties said last week in this post.
We’re dancing and vibing. I’m close, spinning her around, and she comes around and backs herself into me. We’re dancing sexily, me putting my face up close to her and her playfully avoiding it. We’re also talking – she comes down to my city every weekend and stays with the friend (she lives an hour and a half away in a neighboring coastal town during the week). I also find out she is studying Chinese medicine (hmm) as that was her passion, but she was currently working for one of the big 4. She asked how old I was which gave away that she was older than me. I told her. She then told me her age – 34. Which I was surprised about, she looked younger. She also told me that she recently (well, mid last year) got out of a 12 year relationship.
The friend suggests a drink, so we head up. HBGreen buys all three and then we head back. We now separate and are right in each others arms on the dance floor. Thankfully, another guy comes in and occupies the friend. We’re dancing, and giving each other light kisses which I make sure to break off. I’m getting hard and am pressed up against her – she can feel it and then says.
And no, she wasn’t talking about the friend and her. I knew she was talking about us based on what she was feeling in my pants.
I glance back and the friend is really involved with the dude. Thank you random dude.
We’re dancing and she feels the bulge in my pants again.
“It’s time to go” she says.
“But wait, before we do, what’s my name?”
I freaked out internally. I knew the letter it started with and the fact it was common, but I wasn’t 100% certain. In a stroke it suddenly came to me and I told her. She looked pleased. That was close.
We head to the bar, she goes to the bathroom and is there for ages. And I mean ages, it was like 15 minutes. But the lines for the bathroom were long. When she got back, we headed out the door and grabbed a taxi back to mine (After the amount I had now consumed I couldn’t drive)
Home time
We get home and inside, and start making out immediately. I cut it off and suggest heading up. I get her a water, give her a quick tour of downstairs and then we head up. Made sure to go to the bathroom first so I wouldn’t kill the mood by going during, get back in and attack her.
We’re making out heavily. My clothes come off first, and then I start to take off her pants. I’m fingering her and she’s getting very wet. I tease her about this.
Very soon I wanted to enter her. But I don't know if it was psychological or whether I jerked off that morning, but I was struggling to stay hard. Boo. She noticed but was patient. She would go from one side of the bed to the other, then at some point we were sitting opposite each other, legs intertwined while she tried to insert it. It wasn’t hard enough.
When I start to lose it when putting on the condom, she told me “you don’t have to use a condom you know.”
I asked her if she was on the pill. She said no. The alcohol got the better of me and I thought “pull out method it is”
But still, I was psyching myself out and couldn’t consistently stay hard. Maybe also cause it had been so long. She went down on me like a champ.
I’m not sure what the timeline was but at some point it was 4am and we'rd been going for a while - I was buggered. So thought “I’ll be good by the morning if she stays overnight”. We start laying down, lights off. But then start making out again. She keeps telling me how horny she is and how she can go all night. She gets on top and I’m hard at this point. She’s riding me but wants to switch positions. I lose it, again! She is committed, and lies down and pulls me in and takes my cock in her mouth.
At this point, I’m kneeling over her, her head between my thighs. I start face fucking her and she takes over, going crazy. I’m super hard at this point but uh oh, can feel it coming. I tell her to stop, but she keeps going. I pull back out of her mouth but too late - I cum all over her neck. FUUCK. She didn't notice because next she was just breathlessly saying “I want you inside me”. I wipe my dick down quickly and put it in before it starts to go down, to fuck her as much as I can. In retrospect this was a bad idea – I just came and even though I wiped it down, it was pitch black and there was probably cum still on my dick when I went in raw on someone not on the pill. After a while when it started going down, I told her I came. Now it registered.
I was annoyed at myself, but still had my fingers and mouth. I immediately start fingering her, then start to go down on her. She’s moaning, and very wet. She keeps telling me it’s all my fault, that I did this to her. I smile. I’m probably down there for 15 minutes, my tongue is so sore, before switching to fingering and making out with her. I don’t know how long I was doing this for, it was probably 20 minutes. She kept saying she was close and not to stop, but I wasn’t able to get there despite my best efforts and persistence.
We got into a 69 and I continued, while she was licking my dick and sucking on my balls (with quite a bit of force, it actually hurt a bit). At one point it seems she was going to start licking my ass, she was getting up there. This again went on for probably 20 minutes. At this point I just wanted to sleep, but didn’t want to stop until she came. Unfortunately, I did not get there, and steam ran out slowly. We lied next to each other, me still fingering her slowly while also rubbing her clit (with her guiding). Eventually we stopped and starting talking.
We talked about her work, why she was switching and everything else. She then started talking about how impressive it was that I had come up to her, and kept thanking me.
Then she was asking me if I went out a lot. Think she was trying to find out how much of a player I was. I said most weekends and that I like to keep myself busy.
We talked about her relationship and why it ended. She told me it had been a couple years coming but COVID dragged it out, but it had started to feel platonic and she just didn’t feel the same way anymore.
We talked about family, goals, aspirations and everything in between. She commented on my vision board and how impressive it was. By this point, it was 6am and the sun had started to come up. She told me she should probably get going. I started stressing out because once again, I had forgotten her name. This time it wasn’t coming to me, in fact the name swimming in my head l soon found out was wrong. Good thing this didn't happen before in the club. I did a sneaky.
As she’s entering her details into my phone, I glance at the screen and get the name, and then as an excuse for looking at the screen so intently make a comment on her Ukrainian surname.
Soon after, we had another great big kiss, her Uber came and she left. I got her to text me when she got home. We’ve texted and she say’s she’ll keep in touch as she’s down in my city all the time. But we’ll see what happens. I feel the chances may not be that high since I didn’t fuck her well.
The next day
I got up at 10 after three and a half hours sleep. I am completely buggered, and all I want to do it sleep. But I remember that I left my car in the carpark. I drag myself out, tram into the city and to the carpark.
For some context, I always park in this carpark cause it’s $10 if you get in after 5am and leave before 5am the next day on Friday Saturday and Sunday. What I didn’t realize was how expensive it was if you left your car there past 5am.
I get there and almost pass out. The total charge is $69! (hehe 69). With the cost of the taxi $35) this ended up being a very expensive night. Oh well, at least I didn’t pay entry to the place and got drinks bought for me (and got laid)
Summary
So this was a pretty big one for me obviously, after struggling so badly with NG for so long. I finally feel like I’m getting somewhere. That being said, I’m remaining level headed. I have no expectations going forward that things will be majorly different as a result of this encounter. It’s encouraging, but I know that it’s still going to be a grind for the most part, and that I just need to keep doing what I’ve been doing, slowly but surely improving.
Background
The story begins Thursday (the night before). I had gone to meet up with mates and before that approached four chicks in 20 minutes getting a number. After that we went out together, I approached three and got another number from a girl in Maccas (McDonalds for the internationals). Both girls are responsive over text but I didn’t care either way, I had completely detached myself from the outcome and it probably came across.
One of my mates left so me and the remaining one went to one of my favorite Thursday night bars and just chilled, before inviting two girls over to sit with us after opening them. His girl was hotter, I wasn’t really attracted to mine initially since she was a smoker but there was a lot of touching and back and forth. Unfortunately, she was getting drunk (I had driven so was sober) and was all over the place. Eventually, her and the friend ended up leaving. My friend got his ones number and they made plans for the next day (but she stood him up, he thinks cause it was her last day in the city. I didn’t bother getting mines number. Mate commented that with her, I should have been more sexually aggressive. I ended up number closing another girl but wanted to be good for work so I left early.
Either way, the result of Thursday night meant I was stupidly horny on Friday. I couldn’t focus at work. It was so bad but I didn’t wanna jerk off obviously since it was Friday and wanted to be good for that night. But guess what, it got so bad that while having dirty thoughts and lightly touching ma dick over my pants, I came really fucking hard. FUUCK. That wasn’t supposed to happen.
This is the afternoon and I’m pissed at myself.
The Night Begins
Night rolls around, I’m not in a good mood, I’m not horny, but I try to get myself to be thinking dirty shit again. It works during the time but soon after, flatlines. I seriously debate whether I should go out or not, but my discipline prevails. I dress up in a navy button up (with a lot of the buttons undone), ripped black jeans and chelsea boots (sorry Velasco. This venue does have a bit of an older crowd though like 22 up so it fit). I get in the car at 9:30 and head into the city, to the same place I went last week in this report. On the way, I’m having a whole bunch of negative thoughts.
No joke, I was actually having these thoughts. I pull in to the multilevel carpark and get out, going to the place.
I get in and go to the bar to grab a drink (I’ve set myself a limit of two drinks a night to buy, for health but more importantly money reasons). There are two women next to me and a guy is talking animatedly to them. One is very beautiful, the other not so much. The guy leaves and they start talking about him. “He was funny, I liked him. But yeah, not really feeling it”.
I go in.
They laugh. I start talking to them, finding out where they’re from. The beautiful one is from Brazil, and had recently gotten out of a long term relationship. I start asking about the difference between Brazilian and Australian guys. She says Brazilian guys are more likely to come up to you and start talking but Australian guys don’t really do that. I could have pushed this conversation but I wanted to go around a bit since I’d just arrived. She told me she had never been to this venue before. I could have probably used this opportunity to take them and show them around, building up some social proof. No matter.
I head downstairs. I spot two hotties, one tall and one short, dancing on the floor. I go right up in between them confidently and say hi. The tall one smiles and responds, the short one looks suspicious. We chat about the music, when another one of their friends comes and sort of blocks me out. I give up way too easily since the tall one was friendly. I head back, open another group, and am talking to her for a good five minutes before she reveals that she’s married. I wish them well. I spot a sexy South American looking chick outside her group of other friends and engage. She is friendly but her friend comes and takes her away to talk. I go over while they're talking and tell her "Hey, I'm going to go over there and dance. I might see you later". Her friend looks at me suspiciously, and my girl doesn't look too enthusiastic either.
I head upstairs to the smokers area and whip out my dick. I mean phone. There are two guys standing next to me. They look pretty cool and I want to build up some social momentum again (started fizzling a bit). I hear them rambling incoherently in an Irish sounding accent, so I join in and start rambling incoherently at them too. They start laughing and I find out they’re English. They start calling me a “pommy cunt” to which I promptly tell them that they are the pommy cunts since they’re English. They respond by enlightening me that “pom actually means prisoner of her majesty, and since Australians are all convicts, that makes you the pom”. I later find out that this is debatable but whatever.
I see three hot girls at the table text to us. I tell the pommies “The world needs to know this. Every Australian needs to know that we’ve been using pommy wrong the whole time. I’m going to tell them (pointing at the girls). The guys laugh, but then I start walking over and he goes ‘holy shit, he’s actually going for it”
I open the girls.
The hot blonde one in the middle perked up
At this point the two guys come up. One goes to talk to the hot tall brunette chick (netball), the other talks to the hot blonde, I’m with the less cute but still attractive brunette one. The others seem like they’re vibing but I’m not really. One talking to netball blows himself out. Netball starts talking to my girl and eventually they leave “We’re going to the dance floor to dance, which is what we came for! See you guys”
The guys are impressed – one in particular is singing my praises:
They ask who I’m here with. I say I’m out alone.
I tell them I’m going to grab a water.
I leave. Downstairs I open a two set visiting for the weekend. One is very cute and friendly, but with a big group and not sensing much. Probably bail too early. I then spot a tall hottie and open her, she’s friendly and enthusiastic. Friends pull her away, she looks back at me with and waves with a bit of a guilty look on her face. I go up and reengage, she’s laughing. But then, the friends tell her their dad has come to pick them up. She looks back at me and actually seems to be conflicted. But then says “I’m sorry, I have to go!” I go for the number (again forget Skills method of going for it and just say “that’s a shame. I’d usually spend longer and see if we vibe but how about I grab your number”.
She enters her insta into my phone and then leaves. At this point I’m still vibing a bit, but feel like it’s time to switch venues soon as I’m getting a bit tired of this place.
I head upstairs after 10 minutes and find the girl I had just Instagram closed.
Don’t know how true that was but whatever. I leave.
The Next Bar
My intention is to go to another small bar that I enjoy which is about a 15 minute walk away. However, as I’m walking over (still outside the last venue) this hot looking blonde chick walks up and past me. She turns left, heading to a bar that is right nearby that I’ve been meaning to check out for a while but haven’t. It’s right there, meaning my car is close, so I think “Hell why not, I’m going to check out this place instead”. That proved to be a very good idea.
HB is in the back of the line. I open her in a commanding tone.
We start talking a bit. She just got off work and was meeting friends inside, but their phones had died and she needed to piss, so she was getting all antsy in the line. It was kinda annoying actually. She is invested and reopening me to chat. Another hot girl appears behind us in the line and I notice her staring me down. We get to the front and her friend is there with her back to the window. She gives the lightest taps on the window to get her attention but the friend leaves. I proceed to tease the crap out of her about how lightly she tapped the windows.
When the bouncer asks how many, she pipes up
Well that’s a good sign. We get inside, she greets her friend. I notice this is a paid venue with two girls behind the booth with a card machine. Fuck that.
While the girl and her friend are distracting the girls at the booth, I take a page out of two of my other mates books and just walk in without paying. I’ve done this a couple times now and haven’t never gotten caught or asked to leave. Once or twice I’ve got a “hey” and just ignored it and kept walking. Have probably saved myself $120 in BS cover charges in the last two months alone just walking in (Yeah, the cover charges here are insanity - $20 to $30). I don’t regularly go to places with cover charges though.
I thought that maybe it was bad idea to leave HBLine since I would then have met her hot friend too, but decided that I could find them later since it was a small venue.
I decide it’s time for my second and final drink. I don’t know whether they accidentally made it a double or what but it was strong. I could barely taste the coke and was overwhelmed by the vodka. Yeuch.
I spot a two set at the bar with a beautiful tall brunette. My type. I go up to them, and the brunette thinks I want to get to the bar.
As a stroke of luck, her friend had just ordered two shots, one for her and one for the brunette. She didn’t want hers though and told me to take it.
I’m not going to say no to a free shot so I take it. They then leave telling me the bar is mine, but I stop her saying ‘Haha, nah I actually came to talk to you.” She’s flattered but doesn’t stay.
I head to the dancefloor. The setup is weird, it’s like 1am but there are still tables all around and minimal dance floor space. I start chatting to these two older women (like 40s). One leaves and the other seems into me, but I’m not really into her. Just building up momentum. I tell her I’m going to dance and go approach a hot three set of younger girls. They light up when they see me. The one I wanted isn’t biting futher but the other short one is talking to me. I jokingly complain about the tables being in the way and she dares me to move them out of the way. I say I will when I finish the drink and deliver. She’s there with a big group for a birthday, guys and gals. I try to keep engaging but feel she wants to just stick to her group, so leave it. Eventually one of the friends says she wants the table back. I decide this ones dead and just decide to do it, don't want to piss off this entire group in this small venue.
I go to the bathroom. In the line (yes there was a line, this place had unisex toilets and no urinal) I start chatting to the older dude (not that old, like 40s) who starts complaining about the place.
I start laughing about it with him.
I meet the one for tonight
Once I’m done with the bathroom I head back to the dance floor. I notice two women dancing – one short Asian one in a cheetah dress and a taller very attractive brunette in a tight green dress (HBGreen). I notice the brunette glancing at me so I go in and introduce myself. They light up. I’m very close physically. I’ve noticed myself just doing this naturally now with most women. The friend is smiling and letting us be close. I can tell HBGreen is very interested, but I notice that we’ve separated from her friend who is behind the table. She voices concern “I don’ t want her to be excluded!”. So I go up to the friend and tell her to join, but she’s just saying “No, it’s ok! You guys go!”. But I ignore her and bring her in anyway and have my arms around both their shoulders, kissing them both on the cheek. The older dude I was talking to in the line comes up to me, sees I’m drinking a water, takes the water from me and comes back with a full glass of vodka raspberry. Second free drink of the night.
The friend keeps telling me how awesome it is that I came to approach them.
Almost word for word what the two hotties said last week in this post.
We’re dancing and vibing. I’m close, spinning her around, and she comes around and backs herself into me. We’re dancing sexily, me putting my face up close to her and her playfully avoiding it. We’re also talking – she comes down to my city every weekend and stays with the friend (she lives an hour and a half away in a neighboring coastal town during the week). I also find out she is studying Chinese medicine (hmm) as that was her passion, but she was currently working for one of the big 4. She asked how old I was which gave away that she was older than me. I told her. She then told me her age – 34. Which I was surprised about, she looked younger. She also told me that she recently (well, mid last year) got out of a 12 year relationship.
The friend suggests a drink, so we head up. HBGreen buys all three and then we head back. We now separate and are right in each others arms on the dance floor. Thankfully, another guy comes in and occupies the friend. We’re dancing, and giving each other light kisses which I make sure to break off. I’m getting hard and am pressed up against her – she can feel it and then says.
And no, she wasn’t talking about the friend and her. I knew she was talking about us based on what she was feeling in my pants.
I glance back and the friend is really involved with the dude. Thank you random dude.
We’re dancing and she feels the bulge in my pants again.
“It’s time to go” she says.
“But wait, before we do, what’s my name?”
I freaked out internally. I knew the letter it started with and the fact it was common, but I wasn’t 100% certain. In a stroke it suddenly came to me and I told her. She looked pleased. That was close.
We head to the bar, she goes to the bathroom and is there for ages. And I mean ages, it was like 15 minutes. But the lines for the bathroom were long. When she got back, we headed out the door and grabbed a taxi back to mine (After the amount I had now consumed I couldn’t drive)
Home time
We get home and inside, and start making out immediately. I cut it off and suggest heading up. I get her a water, give her a quick tour of downstairs and then we head up. Made sure to go to the bathroom first so I wouldn’t kill the mood by going during, get back in and attack her.
We’re making out heavily. My clothes come off first, and then I start to take off her pants. I’m fingering her and she’s getting very wet. I tease her about this.
Very soon I wanted to enter her. But I don't know if it was psychological or whether I jerked off that morning, but I was struggling to stay hard. Boo. She noticed but was patient. She would go from one side of the bed to the other, then at some point we were sitting opposite each other, legs intertwined while she tried to insert it. It wasn’t hard enough.
When I start to lose it when putting on the condom, she told me “you don’t have to use a condom you know.”
I asked her if she was on the pill. She said no. The alcohol got the better of me and I thought “pull out method it is”
But still, I was psyching myself out and couldn’t consistently stay hard. Maybe also cause it had been so long. She went down on me like a champ.
I’m not sure what the timeline was but at some point it was 4am and we'rd been going for a while - I was buggered. So thought “I’ll be good by the morning if she stays overnight”. We start laying down, lights off. But then start making out again. She keeps telling me how horny she is and how she can go all night. She gets on top and I’m hard at this point. She’s riding me but wants to switch positions. I lose it, again! She is committed, and lies down and pulls me in and takes my cock in her mouth.
At this point, I’m kneeling over her, her head between my thighs. I start face fucking her and she takes over, going crazy. I’m super hard at this point but uh oh, can feel it coming. I tell her to stop, but she keeps going. I pull back out of her mouth but too late - I cum all over her neck. FUUCK. She didn't notice because next she was just breathlessly saying “I want you inside me”. I wipe my dick down quickly and put it in before it starts to go down, to fuck her as much as I can. In retrospect this was a bad idea – I just came and even though I wiped it down, it was pitch black and there was probably cum still on my dick when I went in raw on someone not on the pill. After a while when it started going down, I told her I came. Now it registered.
I was annoyed at myself, but still had my fingers and mouth. I immediately start fingering her, then start to go down on her. She’s moaning, and very wet. She keeps telling me it’s all my fault, that I did this to her. I smile. I’m probably down there for 15 minutes, my tongue is so sore, before switching to fingering and making out with her. I don’t know how long I was doing this for, it was probably 20 minutes. She kept saying she was close and not to stop, but I wasn’t able to get there despite my best efforts and persistence.
We got into a 69 and I continued, while she was licking my dick and sucking on my balls (with quite a bit of force, it actually hurt a bit). At one point it seems she was going to start licking my ass, she was getting up there. This again went on for probably 20 minutes. At this point I just wanted to sleep, but didn’t want to stop until she came. Unfortunately, I did not get there, and steam ran out slowly. We lied next to each other, me still fingering her slowly while also rubbing her clit (with her guiding). Eventually we stopped and starting talking.
We talked about her work, why she was switching and everything else. She then started talking about how impressive it was that I had come up to her, and kept thanking me.
Then she was asking me if I went out a lot. Think she was trying to find out how much of a player I was. I said most weekends and that I like to keep myself busy.
We talked about her relationship and why it ended. She told me it had been a couple years coming but COVID dragged it out, but it had started to feel platonic and she just didn’t feel the same way anymore.
We talked about family, goals, aspirations and everything in between. She commented on my vision board and how impressive it was. By this point, it was 6am and the sun had started to come up. She told me she should probably get going. I started stressing out because once again, I had forgotten her name. This time it wasn’t coming to me, in fact the name swimming in my head l soon found out was wrong. Good thing this didn't happen before in the club. I did a sneaky.
As she’s entering her details into my phone, I glance at the screen and get the name, and then as an excuse for looking at the screen so intently make a comment on her Ukrainian surname.
Soon after, we had another great big kiss, her Uber came and she left. I got her to text me when she got home. We’ve texted and she say’s she’ll keep in touch as she’s down in my city all the time. But we’ll see what happens. I feel the chances may not be that high since I didn’t fuck her well.
The next day
I got up at 10 after three and a half hours sleep. I am completely buggered, and all I want to do it sleep. But I remember that I left my car in the carpark. I drag myself out, tram into the city and to the carpark.
For some context, I always park in this carpark cause it’s $10 if you get in after 5am and leave before 5am the next day on Friday Saturday and Sunday. What I didn’t realize was how expensive it was if you left your car there past 5am.
I get there and almost pass out. The total charge is $69! (hehe 69). With the cost of the taxi $35) this ended up being a very expensive night. Oh well, at least I didn’t pay entry to the place and got drinks bought for me (and got laid)
Summary
So this was a pretty big one for me obviously, after struggling so badly with NG for so long. I finally feel like I’m getting somewhere. That being said, I’m remaining level headed. I have no expectations going forward that things will be majorly different as a result of this encounter. It’s encouraging, but I know that it’s still going to be a grind for the most part, and that I just need to keep doing what I’ve been doing, slowly but surely improving.
