12 December 2016: Saigon, Vietnam.
I matched with 20 year old Anh on Tinder. From her texting she didn't really seem all that into me. She said that she was busy that week when I asked if she wanted to meet up. I pinged her again a few days later and we scheduled a meet. She messaged me the morning of the meet saying, "Jeffrey, its raining heavily at my place. i dont know whether i can go
" Yet, I managed to get her to agree to meet me.
I arrived at the coffee shop right on time. I'd mistakenly taken my malaria prophylaxis medication on an empty stomach, so I was feeling extremely nauseous. I was forced to throw up a few times. Ten minutes later, she still hadn't arrived, and wasn't online on Facebook, so I thought, 'Fuck it,' and went to a restaurant to get some food to settle my stomach. I was feeling extremely sick at the restaurant, but after I threw up some stomach juice, I felt a lot better.
She messaged me that she was at the coffee place 20 minutes after our organised meeting time. I told her I was eating lunch, so I told her to come to the restaurant. She obliged. She arrived about 10 minutes later, and by then my stomach was feeling much better. But I was still a little nauseous.
The meet:
She walked into the restaurant, and I made eye contact, smiled and said hi. She was as cute as her pictures. She had shoulder length straight hair, and beautiful features. Her eyes, nose and lips very feminine. She had quite a prominent jaw, which oddly seemed to suit her well. It added a sexy flare to her face. She was hot. She was wearing a low cut tee and jeans. She stood at around 5'3.
I deep dived her a little on her travels and studies. She was from Nha Trang, and studied Russian in Saigon because her mother wanted her to. She was a little bit racist too. She made some remarks about the plethora of Chinese and Russian tourists in Nha Trang. I let it slide.
I screened and qualified her cooking skills and other things. I told her I liked girls who cooked. At one point, we talked about music, and I asked her whether she played any instruments or could sing. She told me she couldn't sing or play any instruments. I told her that I suspected she had a nice singing voice because her speaking voice was so sweet.
I was upfront about my attraction towards her, without being too overt. I told her that I thought her accent was cute. She also mentioned that she was thinking about learning guitar. I told her to give me her hands as I inspected them. They were long and slender, so I told her that she had good guitar hands. I held onto her right hand for a bit and rested it on the table. She kinda just left her hand there without moving it as she let me hold onto it.
I laid down 2 chase frames. The first one was making a joke about her learning guitar to impress me, and the second involved thanking her for dressing up for me.
All throughout the conversation, I was still a little nauseous and acted a little distracted. I think the nausea actually worked to my advantage, because it also removed any negative tension because it was a funny situation. It seemed to make her feel more comfortable with me.
After sitting for around 20 minutes, she suggested going out for coffee. I told her that I wanted to go for a walk to get some fresh air. I didn't think that she was really ready to be pulled yet, and I was planning on connecting with her some more in a nearby park. I told her that I wanted to grab some yoghurt, and so we walked towards the Circle K convenience store which was in the same direction of my hotel.
She was walking with her hand behind her back in the first minute or so and we talked. When she returned her swaying hands to her sides, our hands just fell into place and linked up as we walked hand in hand. This seemed to happen very smoothly and naturally. The first Circle K store didn't have the yoghurt I was looking for, so we walked further down to another Circle K store. I grabbed my yoghurt there.
The pull:
At this point, I suggested going to the park.
In retrospect, I don't think she was really all that warmed up to be pulled just yet. It was too fast, but I still managed to make it work. The transition was tense. I tried to distract her logical brain and talked about how I liked to drink Betagen yoghurt everyday and how it made me feel pretty healthy. I asked her what type of movies she liked. She proceeded to tell me some genres she enjoyed and I told her we would see what was good on TV.
We arrived at my hotel, and we were not intercepted by the receptionist, which was nice. We took the lift upstairs and walked to my room. I told her she could leave her shoes next to the table. I told her that the bathroom was there if needed, and that she could sit on the bed. I turned on the TV as I faffed about for a little. I brushed my teeth because of all the throwing up I did before.
The escalation:
I finished up with my brushing, and I lay down next to her in bed. We talked a bit about a bunch of random stuff. I told her that I wanted her to teach me some Vietnamese. "How do I say, 'Hi my name is Jeffrey' in Vietnamese?" I asked. She seemed skeptical that I didn't know how to say that simple sentence, despite having been in Vietnam for a month. She taught me how to say the sentence. I thanked her and angled my body up, and landed a sweet kiss on her lips as she lay on her back. I pulled back and told her to teach me something else. Her response was, "Do you want me to teach you how to say, 'We're not having sex,' in Vietnamese?" I kinda laughed at her response and playfully teased, "We're just kissing now! No one ever said anything about sex... what were you thinking about?" She laughed. I told her to face me and we cuddled for a bit. "I think you're trying to seduce me!" she said. I laughed. At one point, I said, "There's something about you which I find very attractive." She responded with, "Every guy says that." I told her it didn't matter whether she believed me or not, but it was the truth.
I mentioned that I wanted to hear her sing. She said that she was a terrible singer, but I persisted sweetly. She told me she'd sing for me if I did so first. I sang the same song that I sing for every girl - Ocean Drive by Duke Dumont. After I finished, she complimented my voice, and I kissed her. It was now her turn to sing, but she seemed shy to do so. She said, "Can I just kiss you instead of singing?"
We proceeded to kiss some more. This time we both got really into it. I ran my hands all around her body and ass. She resisted again. "I told you, I'm not having sex with you," she said. "We're just kissing now," I responded. A few seconds later, the kissing became even more passionate. I began to moan very loudly and kissed her even harder despite her resistance before. I grabber her ass even harder and my breathing became very heavy.
I then started rubbed her pussy through her jeans. I think at this point I may have directed her hands to my cock, which she rubbed, but my memory is a little hazy. In either case, I eventually unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped her. I slipped my fingers under her jeans and rubbed her, before fingering her under her panties. It was freaking hot.
At this point I was unbelievably aroused. I very dominantly told her, "Take this off," as I peeled off her pants. She wriggled her legs a bit to help me out. Her panties came off next with no resistance whatsoever. She smelled absolutely amazing, and my face began to tremble as I took in her scent. She could see my face as it trembled, which turned her on very much.
I proceeded to eat her out a little, beginning at her vagina and outer lips, before pleasuring her clit. My clothes came off shortly after, and I threw them passionately and forcefully to the ground. She sucked my dick for a bit before I fucked her.
I railed her for a long time. Most of the time was spent in adapted missionary. I also fucked her doggy style and cowboy. It was an absolute pleasure to be inside her. She had the prettiest looking pussy and cute short pussy hair. I was extremely vocal with my sex talk. "Oh baby, I fucking love sticking my big cock inside your pussy. It feels so good when I fuck that slutty little pussy. Do you like it when I fuck you? Tell me how much you fucking love my dick in your tight wet hole," I moaned. She moaned really dirty things to me like, "Oh baby. Yes I like your cock. I like it when you fuck me baby. Please fuck me." It made me so unbelievably aroused. I came inside her. I also licked and penetrated her asshole with my tongue and lightly fingered ass. It was freaking hot.
I then proceeded to eat her out, and gave her the first orgasm that she'd ever achieved in her whole entire life. Apparently she'd never masturbated in her life, and no guy has ever made her cum before. I was happy that I could give her her very first orgasm.
Post-sex:
We then cuddled for a little bit after we were done fooling around. She told me that she was a bit of slut. She liked going to clubs in very revealing clothing and making out with half the guys there. She'd occasionally go home with guys from clubs. She told me that she also made out with her roommate's ex-boyfriend at the club a few days ago because she wanted him. Anh was a pretty naughty girl. She told me that I was the sixth guy that she'd ever slept with.
I ate her out again, and made her cum once more. "My pussy is yours, baby," she moaned.
She also gave me some valuable insight regarding her thought processes throughout the date. She told me that when I held her hand at lunch, she felt a little uncomfortable. I might have escalated touch a little too quickly. She told me that she was initially unsure about meeting me because she thought I seemed really boring over text, because I kept asking the same questions. I realised I ended up asking her some of the same questions on both Tinder and Facebook. To be fair, given the number of girls I talk to on Facebook, my focus is purely on efficiency and getting girls out on dates. I didn't realise that I asked her the same questions twice. She told me that she was just expecting a boring coffee date. When I held her hand at lunch, I caught her by surprise. When I invited her home, she told me she was surprised and she thought that I wanted to have sex with her. I asked her why she slept with me despite telling me she wasn't going to sleep with me before. She told me the reason was because she was horny because her period was coming, and also because I seduced her. She also said she thought that I was bisexual at some point. She commented that I was a little girly. She said that my voice was a bit feminine. She was referring to my "sweet talk" that I usually put on after sex, where I talk in a gentle head voice. She also said the way I walked was feminine. I think she is mistaken about this. I also told her what attracted her to me. She had a very alluring femininity about her. At one point she asked what my ethnicity was. I told her I was Chinese. She said, "Oh. It's funny that the thing that I don't want comes to me. But I guess you're more Australian than Chinese." It was weird. I kinda just ignored her racism.
Funnily enough, she had to be on her way to cook dinner for her roommate, but we kept getting very distracted and turned on by each other and ended up fondling each other some more. Eventually we showered together and I walked her to her motorbike. Throughout the date, she seemed pretty cynical about me, but I didnt take it personally. She seemed that way for all guys. But towards the end of the date, she told me that she trusted me. I kissed her goodbye and grabbed some dinner.
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Finishing thoughts:
I think I played this date out pretty well. However, there were a few hiccups that could've been smoothed out. For instance, my hand holding at lunch could've been smoother and less intrusive. She didn't seem very comfortable with my pull because it was so fast, but I still made it work. Ideally, I should've built a greater connection and comfort first. My fundamentals throughout the date were good. My frame control was good, and I dealt with her tests very well. I dealt with her resistance easily, by continuing to escalate, and ramping up the passion. I did well in getting her comfortable alone with me, by giving her some space initially, and being by assumptive and immediately physical after I brushed my teeth. I handled her "We're not having sex" test well, and turned it into a chase frame. I was also pretty happy about how I dealt with her congruence tests.
Jeffrey
I matched with 20 year old Anh on Tinder. From her texting she didn't really seem all that into me. She said that she was busy that week when I asked if she wanted to meet up. I pinged her again a few days later and we scheduled a meet. She messaged me the morning of the meet saying, "Jeffrey, its raining heavily at my place. i dont know whether i can go
" Yet, I managed to get her to agree to meet me.I arrived at the coffee shop right on time. I'd mistakenly taken my malaria prophylaxis medication on an empty stomach, so I was feeling extremely nauseous. I was forced to throw up a few times. Ten minutes later, she still hadn't arrived, and wasn't online on Facebook, so I thought, 'Fuck it,' and went to a restaurant to get some food to settle my stomach. I was feeling extremely sick at the restaurant, but after I threw up some stomach juice, I felt a lot better.
She messaged me that she was at the coffee place 20 minutes after our organised meeting time. I told her I was eating lunch, so I told her to come to the restaurant. She obliged. She arrived about 10 minutes later, and by then my stomach was feeling much better. But I was still a little nauseous.
The meet:
She walked into the restaurant, and I made eye contact, smiled and said hi. She was as cute as her pictures. She had shoulder length straight hair, and beautiful features. Her eyes, nose and lips very feminine. She had quite a prominent jaw, which oddly seemed to suit her well. It added a sexy flare to her face. She was hot. She was wearing a low cut tee and jeans. She stood at around 5'3.
I deep dived her a little on her travels and studies. She was from Nha Trang, and studied Russian in Saigon because her mother wanted her to. She was a little bit racist too. She made some remarks about the plethora of Chinese and Russian tourists in Nha Trang. I let it slide.
I screened and qualified her cooking skills and other things. I told her I liked girls who cooked. At one point, we talked about music, and I asked her whether she played any instruments or could sing. She told me she couldn't sing or play any instruments. I told her that I suspected she had a nice singing voice because her speaking voice was so sweet.
I was upfront about my attraction towards her, without being too overt. I told her that I thought her accent was cute. She also mentioned that she was thinking about learning guitar. I told her to give me her hands as I inspected them. They were long and slender, so I told her that she had good guitar hands. I held onto her right hand for a bit and rested it on the table. She kinda just left her hand there without moving it as she let me hold onto it.
I laid down 2 chase frames. The first one was making a joke about her learning guitar to impress me, and the second involved thanking her for dressing up for me.
All throughout the conversation, I was still a little nauseous and acted a little distracted. I think the nausea actually worked to my advantage, because it also removed any negative tension because it was a funny situation. It seemed to make her feel more comfortable with me.
After sitting for around 20 minutes, she suggested going out for coffee. I told her that I wanted to go for a walk to get some fresh air. I didn't think that she was really ready to be pulled yet, and I was planning on connecting with her some more in a nearby park. I told her that I wanted to grab some yoghurt, and so we walked towards the Circle K convenience store which was in the same direction of my hotel.
She was walking with her hand behind her back in the first minute or so and we talked. When she returned her swaying hands to her sides, our hands just fell into place and linked up as we walked hand in hand. This seemed to happen very smoothly and naturally. The first Circle K store didn't have the yoghurt I was looking for, so we walked further down to another Circle K store. I grabbed my yoghurt there.
The pull:
At this point, I suggested going to the park.
In retrospect, I don't think she was really all that warmed up to be pulled just yet. It was too fast, but I still managed to make it work. The transition was tense. I tried to distract her logical brain and talked about how I liked to drink Betagen yoghurt everyday and how it made me feel pretty healthy. I asked her what type of movies she liked. She proceeded to tell me some genres she enjoyed and I told her we would see what was good on TV.
We arrived at my hotel, and we were not intercepted by the receptionist, which was nice. We took the lift upstairs and walked to my room. I told her she could leave her shoes next to the table. I told her that the bathroom was there if needed, and that she could sit on the bed. I turned on the TV as I faffed about for a little. I brushed my teeth because of all the throwing up I did before.
The escalation:
I finished up with my brushing, and I lay down next to her in bed. We talked a bit about a bunch of random stuff. I told her that I wanted her to teach me some Vietnamese. "How do I say, 'Hi my name is Jeffrey' in Vietnamese?" I asked. She seemed skeptical that I didn't know how to say that simple sentence, despite having been in Vietnam for a month. She taught me how to say the sentence. I thanked her and angled my body up, and landed a sweet kiss on her lips as she lay on her back. I pulled back and told her to teach me something else. Her response was, "Do you want me to teach you how to say, 'We're not having sex,' in Vietnamese?" I kinda laughed at her response and playfully teased, "We're just kissing now! No one ever said anything about sex... what were you thinking about?" She laughed. I told her to face me and we cuddled for a bit. "I think you're trying to seduce me!" she said. I laughed. At one point, I said, "There's something about you which I find very attractive." She responded with, "Every guy says that." I told her it didn't matter whether she believed me or not, but it was the truth.
I mentioned that I wanted to hear her sing. She said that she was a terrible singer, but I persisted sweetly. She told me she'd sing for me if I did so first. I sang the same song that I sing for every girl - Ocean Drive by Duke Dumont. After I finished, she complimented my voice, and I kissed her. It was now her turn to sing, but she seemed shy to do so. She said, "Can I just kiss you instead of singing?"
We proceeded to kiss some more. This time we both got really into it. I ran my hands all around her body and ass. She resisted again. "I told you, I'm not having sex with you," she said. "We're just kissing now," I responded. A few seconds later, the kissing became even more passionate. I began to moan very loudly and kissed her even harder despite her resistance before. I grabber her ass even harder and my breathing became very heavy.
I then started rubbed her pussy through her jeans. I think at this point I may have directed her hands to my cock, which she rubbed, but my memory is a little hazy. In either case, I eventually unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped her. I slipped my fingers under her jeans and rubbed her, before fingering her under her panties. It was freaking hot.
At this point I was unbelievably aroused. I very dominantly told her, "Take this off," as I peeled off her pants. She wriggled her legs a bit to help me out. Her panties came off next with no resistance whatsoever. She smelled absolutely amazing, and my face began to tremble as I took in her scent. She could see my face as it trembled, which turned her on very much.
I proceeded to eat her out a little, beginning at her vagina and outer lips, before pleasuring her clit. My clothes came off shortly after, and I threw them passionately and forcefully to the ground. She sucked my dick for a bit before I fucked her.
I railed her for a long time. Most of the time was spent in adapted missionary. I also fucked her doggy style and cowboy. It was an absolute pleasure to be inside her. She had the prettiest looking pussy and cute short pussy hair. I was extremely vocal with my sex talk. "Oh baby, I fucking love sticking my big cock inside your pussy. It feels so good when I fuck that slutty little pussy. Do you like it when I fuck you? Tell me how much you fucking love my dick in your tight wet hole," I moaned. She moaned really dirty things to me like, "Oh baby. Yes I like your cock. I like it when you fuck me baby. Please fuck me." It made me so unbelievably aroused. I came inside her. I also licked and penetrated her asshole with my tongue and lightly fingered ass. It was freaking hot.
I then proceeded to eat her out, and gave her the first orgasm that she'd ever achieved in her whole entire life. Apparently she'd never masturbated in her life, and no guy has ever made her cum before. I was happy that I could give her her very first orgasm.
Post-sex:
We then cuddled for a little bit after we were done fooling around. She told me that she was a bit of slut. She liked going to clubs in very revealing clothing and making out with half the guys there. She'd occasionally go home with guys from clubs. She told me that she also made out with her roommate's ex-boyfriend at the club a few days ago because she wanted him. Anh was a pretty naughty girl. She told me that I was the sixth guy that she'd ever slept with.
I ate her out again, and made her cum once more. "My pussy is yours, baby," she moaned.
She also gave me some valuable insight regarding her thought processes throughout the date. She told me that when I held her hand at lunch, she felt a little uncomfortable. I might have escalated touch a little too quickly. She told me that she was initially unsure about meeting me because she thought I seemed really boring over text, because I kept asking the same questions. I realised I ended up asking her some of the same questions on both Tinder and Facebook. To be fair, given the number of girls I talk to on Facebook, my focus is purely on efficiency and getting girls out on dates. I didn't realise that I asked her the same questions twice. She told me that she was just expecting a boring coffee date. When I held her hand at lunch, I caught her by surprise. When I invited her home, she told me she was surprised and she thought that I wanted to have sex with her. I asked her why she slept with me despite telling me she wasn't going to sleep with me before. She told me the reason was because she was horny because her period was coming, and also because I seduced her. She also said she thought that I was bisexual at some point. She commented that I was a little girly. She said that my voice was a bit feminine. She was referring to my "sweet talk" that I usually put on after sex, where I talk in a gentle head voice. She also said the way I walked was feminine. I think she is mistaken about this. I also told her what attracted her to me. She had a very alluring femininity about her. At one point she asked what my ethnicity was. I told her I was Chinese. She said, "Oh. It's funny that the thing that I don't want comes to me. But I guess you're more Australian than Chinese." It was weird. I kinda just ignored her racism.
Funnily enough, she had to be on her way to cook dinner for her roommate, but we kept getting very distracted and turned on by each other and ended up fondling each other some more. Eventually we showered together and I walked her to her motorbike. Throughout the date, she seemed pretty cynical about me, but I didnt take it personally. She seemed that way for all guys. But towards the end of the date, she told me that she trusted me. I kissed her goodbye and grabbed some dinner.
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Finishing thoughts:
I think I played this date out pretty well. However, there were a few hiccups that could've been smoothed out. For instance, my hand holding at lunch could've been smoother and less intrusive. She didn't seem very comfortable with my pull because it was so fast, but I still made it work. Ideally, I should've built a greater connection and comfort first. My fundamentals throughout the date were good. My frame control was good, and I dealt with her tests very well. I dealt with her resistance easily, by continuing to escalate, and ramping up the passion. I did well in getting her comfortable alone with me, by giving her some space initially, and being by assumptive and immediately physical after I brushed my teeth. I handled her "We're not having sex" test well, and turned it into a chase frame. I was also pretty happy about how I dealt with her congruence tests.
Jeffrey
