We where having hot, passionate sex in a vacant restaurant on top of one of the tallest buildings in town. Wile there where workers around renovating the place, she did not mind ripping my clothes off before standing naked in front of me. She was already screaming when I layed on top of her on the black couch. We had the most amazing view in front of us, the whole city from almost every angle. And after about 25 minutes of lovemaking, we eventually got caught by the construction workers who started pointing at us with flashlights. I apologized, they accepted it and told us kindly to leave. We put our clothes on and ran from that place with smiles and laughter. It was clear for her that this was a new experience. She was amazed about what just happened and could not stop giggling about the experience when we went to the nearest bar for a drink.
But this girl was not a girlfriend or lover. She was not even a fwb (although I am on my way to convert her to that role). She was just a woman I met on the streets some months earlier. A girl I had a quick conversation with back in august and met for a first date this evening, several months later. But most importantly: she is my first ONS from cold approach, an adventure that happened last monday after suddenly watching her pass me by outside the local library. Because I never delete numbers (not even from the ones that doesn't seen to respond), I managed to text her with a date in mind. We arranged our meeting, but none of us had the slightest clue that it was going to become an amazing evening.
Met her through daygame many months ago
But let me take go back to august. The day I met this girl for the first and, what I at that time thought, was the last time (silly me for believing that). At that time I was walking to the park nearby my place here in Oslo and got eye contact with a girl with colored red hair. She was wearing short shorts, a short t-shirt, a bag and converse shoes. She was slender, but with wide hips, small breast and a bouncing butt (the kind of body I love). Her name is Kaja and when she
looked at me with her green eyes and smiled back I couldn't stop myself from approaching.
This was extremely nerve-wrecking for a guy who, by then, only had made a handful of street approaches. A quick conversation ensues, and she starts telling me about her studies (major in IT and programming, I love nerdy girls), her dreams and aspirations (this was right after I began reading about deep dive and conversations). I asked her out. She told me she had a boyfriend. I said I it did not matter and could just meet "as friends". We texted back and forth that same summer day. And she stopped replying. I did not chase, forgot about her and went on back to the meat grinder, rejection after rejection for many months trying to figure this whole seduction thing out (im still in that phase though, but have made massive improvements since then).
Our first date, she did not know who I was
Two days after our sudden meeting many months after my cold approach in the park, I find her was standing there right in front of me. I met her at one of my favorite spots in town, a bar with many dimmed lights and couches (something that its good for escalating). I ordered a cup of tea for us. She looked a little dissapointed at that time so I knew I had to order something stronger to get her out of auto-rejection. After 20 minutes of drinking tea and talking about light stuff, I asked her if she wanted some wine. I bought the first round and she was clearly happy for that. At that moment I had a feeling that this night was going to be interesting.
And then, right before we started kissing, she tells me she did not know who I was and was not sure if I was the same guy from the approach in the park back in august. She later tells me that she was happy that it was me, and that she sees me differently from our last short encounter (I get this more often now, after working relentlessly on my fundamentals). I could immediately see that she was attracted to me, and as our talk progressed I could also notice how she was touching her arms, neck and hair. I went to touch her hands, she layed back on the couch in the bar as I went for the kiss. We kissed passionately, between short coversations. She started confessing how good it felt being kissed by me, and wanted more. This was the moment where I realized I did not have a place to bed her. So I tell her we should go to her place to listen to "some of my music" (I am a musician), she tells me it aint gonna happen, as she has a rule of "not taking boys home" (she lives with her friends so I guess this was an ASD-thing). I could not take her to my place, because I live with my girlfriend and my friend was at his place so I couldn't go there either.
So I had to come up with a very good solution
You see, two days before the date with this redhead bombshell, I went to the vacant place with another girl the evening before my birthday (she is a fwb I know from high school and reconnected with 9 months ago). We were supposed to go to the bar on top, but it was being redecorated and vacant. But I managed to fuck her there anyways and thought to myself; if I mananged to do it once, I can clearly pull it off this time again. So instead of reacting to the readheads objection, I invite her to an "amazing place with breathtaking view". We go there and at the lobby from that building, we order two glasses of wine, walk up 14 floors (we had to sneak our way in) and after looking around for 10 minutes, we seduced each other.
When I came home, I slept like a baby. I managed to meet her again last wednesday for a lunch, we ended up having sex on and off for three ours before going for a walk.
What I did right this time
I guess I was always moving things forward. Setting up the date, having amazing conversations (mostly about her), touching and making things easier with text messages. I was also very turned on when we met, making her turned on as well. And I was presenting myself as a lover rather than a boyfriend candidate (by telling her I wasnt going to stay around for more than a year, and that I am homeless and living with friends). I did not tell her about my girlfriend though, but gave her hints here and there that I was seeing other girls. And, on wednesday, when she asked me how many cold approaches I have made and how many girls Ive met I just managed to smile before saying; "if theres a connection, why not explore each other? I am a open minded guy who loves meeting new people". I guess she was happy with that answer because right after that we made love again. She tells me what an adventure it has been, and I can see that she want to meet me again.
Now the challenge is to bring her to my place consistently, I guess I should talk to my friend and girlfriend and ask them if its ok to have her around when they are somewhere else. I dont think it would be an issue because me and my girl are in an open relationship. However, I have to make sure that she is ok with this arrangement.
This experience has given me faith in myself. I am more confident and approach more naturally than ever. I dont mind if it takes me a 150 - 200 approaches to get a new experience like this again, because I know that the successes far outweighs the small rejections I get. So thank you guys. I turned 30 five days ago and before my 28th birthday I only had one lay. Now I am stoked that I am starting to figure this whole seduction thing out, making incremental progress, and always reminding myself about my successes when I hit a plateau.
Onward and upward.
- Kristian
But this girl was not a girlfriend or lover. She was not even a fwb (although I am on my way to convert her to that role). She was just a woman I met on the streets some months earlier. A girl I had a quick conversation with back in august and met for a first date this evening, several months later. But most importantly: she is my first ONS from cold approach, an adventure that happened last monday after suddenly watching her pass me by outside the local library. Because I never delete numbers (not even from the ones that doesn't seen to respond), I managed to text her with a date in mind. We arranged our meeting, but none of us had the slightest clue that it was going to become an amazing evening.
Met her through daygame many months ago
But let me take go back to august. The day I met this girl for the first and, what I at that time thought, was the last time (silly me for believing that). At that time I was walking to the park nearby my place here in Oslo and got eye contact with a girl with colored red hair. She was wearing short shorts, a short t-shirt, a bag and converse shoes. She was slender, but with wide hips, small breast and a bouncing butt (the kind of body I love). Her name is Kaja and when she
looked at me with her green eyes and smiled back I couldn't stop myself from approaching.
This was extremely nerve-wrecking for a guy who, by then, only had made a handful of street approaches. A quick conversation ensues, and she starts telling me about her studies (major in IT and programming, I love nerdy girls), her dreams and aspirations (this was right after I began reading about deep dive and conversations). I asked her out. She told me she had a boyfriend. I said I it did not matter and could just meet "as friends". We texted back and forth that same summer day. And she stopped replying. I did not chase, forgot about her and went on back to the meat grinder, rejection after rejection for many months trying to figure this whole seduction thing out (im still in that phase though, but have made massive improvements since then).
Our first date, she did not know who I was
Two days after our sudden meeting many months after my cold approach in the park, I find her was standing there right in front of me. I met her at one of my favorite spots in town, a bar with many dimmed lights and couches (something that its good for escalating). I ordered a cup of tea for us. She looked a little dissapointed at that time so I knew I had to order something stronger to get her out of auto-rejection. After 20 minutes of drinking tea and talking about light stuff, I asked her if she wanted some wine. I bought the first round and she was clearly happy for that. At that moment I had a feeling that this night was going to be interesting.
And then, right before we started kissing, she tells me she did not know who I was and was not sure if I was the same guy from the approach in the park back in august. She later tells me that she was happy that it was me, and that she sees me differently from our last short encounter (I get this more often now, after working relentlessly on my fundamentals). I could immediately see that she was attracted to me, and as our talk progressed I could also notice how she was touching her arms, neck and hair. I went to touch her hands, she layed back on the couch in the bar as I went for the kiss. We kissed passionately, between short coversations. She started confessing how good it felt being kissed by me, and wanted more. This was the moment where I realized I did not have a place to bed her. So I tell her we should go to her place to listen to "some of my music" (I am a musician), she tells me it aint gonna happen, as she has a rule of "not taking boys home" (she lives with her friends so I guess this was an ASD-thing). I could not take her to my place, because I live with my girlfriend and my friend was at his place so I couldn't go there either.
So I had to come up with a very good solution
You see, two days before the date with this redhead bombshell, I went to the vacant place with another girl the evening before my birthday (she is a fwb I know from high school and reconnected with 9 months ago). We were supposed to go to the bar on top, but it was being redecorated and vacant. But I managed to fuck her there anyways and thought to myself; if I mananged to do it once, I can clearly pull it off this time again. So instead of reacting to the readheads objection, I invite her to an "amazing place with breathtaking view". We go there and at the lobby from that building, we order two glasses of wine, walk up 14 floors (we had to sneak our way in) and after looking around for 10 minutes, we seduced each other.
When I came home, I slept like a baby. I managed to meet her again last wednesday for a lunch, we ended up having sex on and off for three ours before going for a walk.
What I did right this time
I guess I was always moving things forward. Setting up the date, having amazing conversations (mostly about her), touching and making things easier with text messages. I was also very turned on when we met, making her turned on as well. And I was presenting myself as a lover rather than a boyfriend candidate (by telling her I wasnt going to stay around for more than a year, and that I am homeless and living with friends). I did not tell her about my girlfriend though, but gave her hints here and there that I was seeing other girls. And, on wednesday, when she asked me how many cold approaches I have made and how many girls Ive met I just managed to smile before saying; "if theres a connection, why not explore each other? I am a open minded guy who loves meeting new people". I guess she was happy with that answer because right after that we made love again. She tells me what an adventure it has been, and I can see that she want to meet me again.
Now the challenge is to bring her to my place consistently, I guess I should talk to my friend and girlfriend and ask them if its ok to have her around when they are somewhere else. I dont think it would be an issue because me and my girl are in an open relationship. However, I have to make sure that she is ok with this arrangement.
This experience has given me faith in myself. I am more confident and approach more naturally than ever. I dont mind if it takes me a 150 - 200 approaches to get a new experience like this again, because I know that the successes far outweighs the small rejections I get. So thank you guys. I turned 30 five days ago and before my 28th birthday I only had one lay. Now I am stoked that I am starting to figure this whole seduction thing out, making incremental progress, and always reminding myself about my successes when I hit a plateau.
Onward and upward.
- Kristian
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