what a weird night. this just happened a few hours ago. i wanted to write it down to try and get it straight in my head.
tinder girl. 30yo, looks hot in her pics. moved over to other social media. she's lots of pics where she's out partying, cocktails etc. looks good. i'll provide excerpts of our online convo:
the meet
i meet her on the corner and we exchange greetings, quick hug, chat for a bit (she hands me a bag and i begin to tell her i'm not gonna carry it and she pre-empts me with "tonic water" so that's awesome! i look inside and pull out a panty-liner and she gets embarrassed .. i told you i'm on my period! there's lots of mentions of this throughout the night) then we walk off to get some food. all is good lots of kino, good vibe. she seems nervous. i'm worried that she might be drunk, it's difficult to gauge how much she's had. she's also giving me a lot of shit tests, pretty hardcore, actually. i take it in my stride, only vaguely recognizing it as shit tests. (eg we're talking about food, and i say about working in a hotel - you'd give the chefs some beers and they'd sort you out with good dinners, not the regular stuff everyone else got. she tells me that i should be tall and strong, then, so the good food was a waste (!?) i just laugh at this "you're right, and i'm short and weak, what a waste." she actually compliments my understanding of her comments, that i can read between the lines to find the true meaning. (just FYI, she's quite a big girl, 5'6'' and 60 kg maybe. i'm about 5'10'' on a good day)
we get some street food, some giant delicious looking lamb kebabs and seafood (i told her to haggle about the seafood but she was horrible at it. pretty funny. i told her "you're terrible at that." then took over the process but haggling up, "80? 90? ok ok 100! ok i'll give you a 120 but that's my final offer!" then while we waited i got her to go and buy some drinks, while i took care of the food.) we take it to my apartment, as it's hot as balls in the street. everything is going well, talking the whole way. she didn't even mention the stairs until we were on the 6th floor so, "nearly there".
get inside - music, lights and AC are already on. i immediately take off my shirt (peel it off) leaving a wifebeater vest underneath. i go the bathroom leaving her to get acquainted. i show her around my small place. saying "this is the bedroom, you're not allowed in there." she ignores anyway and we go through and stand on the balcony for a minute, although the view is only of the building across the street.
get drinks together, get the food on plates (way too much food) sit down on sofa to eat. chatting away. all is good, a bit too friendly, but not bad. we're feeding off each other's forks, though. there's no awkwardness.
some snippets of conversation
her: "where's your wife, why aren't you married, you're already 40 ...bla bla bla"
me: "i could ask you the same question ,-) i guess it depends on your beliefs. i don't believe a man and a woman are meant to be together forever. i don't think it's natural."
her: "i'm a virgin. yeah if you fuck me i will bleed that's what happens right? virgins bleed?" (i'm almost sure she's lying about this. i suppose she's referencing the time of the month, but there have been two virgins quite recently, 30yo and 34yo ...)
me: "not all girls bleed the first time/if you were to fuck me i'll probably bleed but i'm not a virgin"
me: "what's your longest relationship?"
her: "5 years. "
me: "that's a long time for your boyfriend to go without sex! no wonder you're not together anymore. "
me: "i was with my girl for 6 years. we broke up because i didn't wanna marry her. "
so after we eat (or during, the timeline isn't clear in my mind), more shit tests follow. i'm the king in my castle so i'm just talking shit. i introduce her to my "family" on the sofa. (either gifted to me or left behind by previous tenants) there's mister ted, little dog, handy-cat etc. (i often use this to sexualise and escalate
i say things like "they don't think i know ... but when i'm not here mister ted and little dog get up to some terrible things .... so naughty)
i'm also talking about my plants and other stuff. she says at least a million times "i think you're a lonely man who has to talk to his toys bla bla bla " so, agree and escalate - "yes, you're right. poor lonely old me!"
now we're either together on the sofa, or standing, talking, touching. it's not great, feels a bit forced i've tried to kiss her about 3 times, to no avail .. at one point i hold her and start smelling her, gently nuzzling her neck and sniffing her, it's quite erotic and she seems to enjoy it.
somehow we end up in the bedroom. which, for me isn't the usual run of play. i nearly always get down to business in the living room, at least at first. now here we are on my bed together ...
i start showing her some jujitsu moves and we start rolling on the bed. things begin to get fun now. we were at it for a while. with me pinning her down, or letting her flip me off and get into a dominant position. i'm commenting on it as we roll: "oh, i've got your back! i've got the hooks in! uhoh she's in trouble now!"
she's like "WTF!" and struggling under me coz she has no answer to my moves. then i let her get on top again, flip her, get full mount, pin her arms to the bed, lean in for a kiss. i'm not actually putting my weight on her though, she's letting me control her arms. she's under me with her flowing hair spread over this red love-heart pillow (another remnant left behind in the apt) and she looks sexy as fuck, which i tell her.
i've got a boner, and i'm not trying to hide it. i'm still in my clothes, though, so i make her help me take my top off, to which she gives objections. i hurt my shoulder a few months ago and it's not quite full range of movement yet, so it's difficult for me. in the end we peel it off together.
more resistance and quite rough play follows. she's strong as fuck. many times when i'm on top of her she puts one or both arms round my throat. i don't mind a bit of rough play with girls i know. i'll slap a girl a little, light choking, whatever. i really like biting, without leaving marks. nothing actually harmful though. i'm really a good dude. but i love it when a girl gives it back. it's fun and i always tell girls "come on, you can't hurt me, you're just a girl!" i believe this turns them on, in fact. that they are giving me their best slaps and the only result is a hurt hand. (except one time a girl really cleaned my clock! i had ringing in my ears for about 10 minutes and was seeing stars. there's an art to slapping without hurting someone, you use just your fingers, or the ... underside of your knuckles. that girl caught me clean on the ear with the heel of her hand. whammo!)
i digress ...
so unbelievably, we still haven't properly kissed by this time. i've been dragging her onto me, letting her roll away, spanking her ass pretty damn hard .. at one point her boob fell out which i laughed at and manhandled. she's wearing a very low cut top)
pls note ... none of this is my usual style of play!!! it was weird for me too!!! hahaha
now, we're (or i am) alternating between quite forceful and then quite soft and romantic. like i'll pin her hard, but then relax, slow it down and be more gentle. i like the contrast, but she seems to get turned off by it. we've been making out a little.
she still is giving lots of objections. she mentions leaving more than once. i shouldn't have told her i had to wake up early. we are standing by my bedroom door and i quite forcibly pull her to me and we make out passionately. the kissing is good, sexy. but i literally have to hold her in place, like she's struggling to get away, but then after we start kissing properly she relaxes into it. but really seems to want to get manhandled. she mentions leaving again and i tell her no, it's too late she can sleep on the sofa. we have a little playfight with her telling me to sleep on the sofa and she'll take the bed. so she's trying to push me out of the bedroom and i reverse it so she gets pushed out and i'm inside and close the door. i get on the bed, expecting her to come back in soon enough. which she does. more of the same weirdness follows.
in the end i get bored of the merry-go-round, so when she talks about leaving again i say "look i'm not gonna force you to stay. i'm not gonna prevent you from leaving"
she says "fine" or whatever, gets her stuff and leaves. maybe i should have gone after her (maybe she expected it?), but i just turned off the lights and went to bed.
fuck it.
i sent a message "well, that was ..... interesting. be safe. let me know you're home."
20 min later: "home already"
me: "alright. good to know. that's a fast taxi"
i'm a little skeptical she could have gotten home so quickly... ho hum
anyway, lamb kebabs for lunch
tinder girl. 30yo, looks hot in her pics. moved over to other social media. she's lots of pics where she's out partying, cocktails etc. looks good. i'll provide excerpts of our online convo:
the meet
i meet her on the corner and we exchange greetings, quick hug, chat for a bit (she hands me a bag and i begin to tell her i'm not gonna carry it and she pre-empts me with "tonic water" so that's awesome! i look inside and pull out a panty-liner and she gets embarrassed .. i told you i'm on my period! there's lots of mentions of this throughout the night) then we walk off to get some food. all is good lots of kino, good vibe. she seems nervous. i'm worried that she might be drunk, it's difficult to gauge how much she's had. she's also giving me a lot of shit tests, pretty hardcore, actually. i take it in my stride, only vaguely recognizing it as shit tests. (eg we're talking about food, and i say about working in a hotel - you'd give the chefs some beers and they'd sort you out with good dinners, not the regular stuff everyone else got. she tells me that i should be tall and strong, then, so the good food was a waste (!?) i just laugh at this "you're right, and i'm short and weak, what a waste." she actually compliments my understanding of her comments, that i can read between the lines to find the true meaning. (just FYI, she's quite a big girl, 5'6'' and 60 kg maybe. i'm about 5'10'' on a good day)
we get some street food, some giant delicious looking lamb kebabs and seafood (i told her to haggle about the seafood but she was horrible at it. pretty funny. i told her "you're terrible at that." then took over the process but haggling up, "80? 90? ok ok 100! ok i'll give you a 120 but that's my final offer!" then while we waited i got her to go and buy some drinks, while i took care of the food.) we take it to my apartment, as it's hot as balls in the street. everything is going well, talking the whole way. she didn't even mention the stairs until we were on the 6th floor so, "nearly there".
get inside - music, lights and AC are already on. i immediately take off my shirt (peel it off) leaving a wifebeater vest underneath. i go the bathroom leaving her to get acquainted. i show her around my small place. saying "this is the bedroom, you're not allowed in there." she ignores anyway and we go through and stand on the balcony for a minute, although the view is only of the building across the street.
get drinks together, get the food on plates (way too much food) sit down on sofa to eat. chatting away. all is good, a bit too friendly, but not bad. we're feeding off each other's forks, though. there's no awkwardness.
some snippets of conversation
her: "where's your wife, why aren't you married, you're already 40 ...bla bla bla"
me: "i could ask you the same question ,-) i guess it depends on your beliefs. i don't believe a man and a woman are meant to be together forever. i don't think it's natural."
her: "i'm a virgin. yeah if you fuck me i will bleed that's what happens right? virgins bleed?" (i'm almost sure she's lying about this. i suppose she's referencing the time of the month, but there have been two virgins quite recently, 30yo and 34yo ...)
me: "not all girls bleed the first time/if you were to fuck me i'll probably bleed but i'm not a virgin"
me: "what's your longest relationship?"
her: "5 years. "
me: "that's a long time for your boyfriend to go without sex! no wonder you're not together anymore. "
me: "i was with my girl for 6 years. we broke up because i didn't wanna marry her. "
so after we eat (or during, the timeline isn't clear in my mind), more shit tests follow. i'm the king in my castle so i'm just talking shit. i introduce her to my "family" on the sofa. (either gifted to me or left behind by previous tenants) there's mister ted, little dog, handy-cat etc. (i often use this to sexualise and escalate
i'm also talking about my plants and other stuff. she says at least a million times "i think you're a lonely man who has to talk to his toys bla bla bla " so, agree and escalate - "yes, you're right. poor lonely old me!"
now we're either together on the sofa, or standing, talking, touching. it's not great, feels a bit forced i've tried to kiss her about 3 times, to no avail .. at one point i hold her and start smelling her, gently nuzzling her neck and sniffing her, it's quite erotic and she seems to enjoy it.
somehow we end up in the bedroom. which, for me isn't the usual run of play. i nearly always get down to business in the living room, at least at first. now here we are on my bed together ...
i start showing her some jujitsu moves and we start rolling on the bed. things begin to get fun now. we were at it for a while. with me pinning her down, or letting her flip me off and get into a dominant position. i'm commenting on it as we roll: "oh, i've got your back! i've got the hooks in! uhoh she's in trouble now!"
she's like "WTF!" and struggling under me coz she has no answer to my moves. then i let her get on top again, flip her, get full mount, pin her arms to the bed, lean in for a kiss. i'm not actually putting my weight on her though, she's letting me control her arms. she's under me with her flowing hair spread over this red love-heart pillow (another remnant left behind in the apt) and she looks sexy as fuck, which i tell her.
i've got a boner, and i'm not trying to hide it. i'm still in my clothes, though, so i make her help me take my top off, to which she gives objections. i hurt my shoulder a few months ago and it's not quite full range of movement yet, so it's difficult for me. in the end we peel it off together.
more resistance and quite rough play follows. she's strong as fuck. many times when i'm on top of her she puts one or both arms round my throat. i don't mind a bit of rough play with girls i know. i'll slap a girl a little, light choking, whatever. i really like biting, without leaving marks. nothing actually harmful though. i'm really a good dude. but i love it when a girl gives it back. it's fun and i always tell girls "come on, you can't hurt me, you're just a girl!" i believe this turns them on, in fact. that they are giving me their best slaps and the only result is a hurt hand. (except one time a girl really cleaned my clock! i had ringing in my ears for about 10 minutes and was seeing stars. there's an art to slapping without hurting someone, you use just your fingers, or the ... underside of your knuckles. that girl caught me clean on the ear with the heel of her hand. whammo!)
i digress ...
so unbelievably, we still haven't properly kissed by this time. i've been dragging her onto me, letting her roll away, spanking her ass pretty damn hard .. at one point her boob fell out which i laughed at and manhandled. she's wearing a very low cut top)
pls note ... none of this is my usual style of play!!! it was weird for me too!!! hahaha
now, we're (or i am) alternating between quite forceful and then quite soft and romantic. like i'll pin her hard, but then relax, slow it down and be more gentle. i like the contrast, but she seems to get turned off by it. we've been making out a little.
she still is giving lots of objections. she mentions leaving more than once. i shouldn't have told her i had to wake up early. we are standing by my bedroom door and i quite forcibly pull her to me and we make out passionately. the kissing is good, sexy. but i literally have to hold her in place, like she's struggling to get away, but then after we start kissing properly she relaxes into it. but really seems to want to get manhandled. she mentions leaving again and i tell her no, it's too late she can sleep on the sofa. we have a little playfight with her telling me to sleep on the sofa and she'll take the bed. so she's trying to push me out of the bedroom and i reverse it so she gets pushed out and i'm inside and close the door. i get on the bed, expecting her to come back in soon enough. which she does. more of the same weirdness follows.
in the end i get bored of the merry-go-round, so when she talks about leaving again i say "look i'm not gonna force you to stay. i'm not gonna prevent you from leaving"
she says "fine" or whatever, gets her stuff and leaves. maybe i should have gone after her (maybe she expected it?), but i just turned off the lights and went to bed.
fuck it.
i sent a message "well, that was ..... interesting. be safe. let me know you're home."
20 min later: "home already"
me: "alright. good to know. that's a fast taxi"
i'm a little skeptical she could have gotten home so quickly... ho hum
anyway, lamb kebabs for lunch