27 November 2016: Da Nang, Vietnam
I am delighted to deliver another LR. I was messaging a 25 year old Vietnamese beauty, Dio on VietnameseCupid. It was my last full day in Da Nang, and I'd already agreed to go out with another girl who very obviously liked me. I wouldn't have gone out with Dio unless she gave me really strong interest.
On Facebook:
It's not often a girl asks me out, so I decided to cancel my date with the other girl and see Dio instead.
We arranged to meet at my hostel at 6.30pm. She messaged me at around 5.50pm to tell me that she was on her way to meet me. She arrived 20 minutes early and asked for reception to call me on the phone. I guess she didn't have mobile internet to message me. It was a good thing that she spoke to the receptionist, because it would have made it easier to pull her later and avoid trouble with the receptionist. I.e. the receptionist would be sure that she's not a prostitute.
I took the lift down to reception and Dio was waiting for me outside the hostel next to her motorbike. The introduction was slightly awkward because we were under prying eyes of the receptionist. I walked slowly towards her with a warm slow spreading smile. She was wearing a tight black crop top, and a long floral skirt, and modest heels. Her face was prettier than her photos. She was a beautiful girl with long wavy hair. She stood at around 5'3 and had a slim petite frame.
The date:
Dio stuck out her hand and I clasped it as I met her. We briefly introduced, and I told her to park her motorbike. She had permission from the receptionist to park it at the hostel parking lot. We then walked along the road to find somewhere to eat. In the past I might have held her hand right away, but I learned from a recent date that it was better to build comfort first before escalating. I'm glad I resisted the urge to hold her hand. In 2 instances however, I pulled her arm to move her body closer to me to avoid oncoming traffic.
I wasn't particularly hungry, but she was, so I decided that we should eat at a restaurant that I'd been frequenting. Cheap, and delicious food. The owner and Dio spoke in Vietnamese. Dio told me that the owner said that I ate at the restaurant a lot. We ordered our food.
Our dinner conversation was pretty standard. I seem to follow a regular routine that I like to stick to, usually asking similar questions. I think my conversation ability is good, but also think it seems a little stale. I feel like I've been asking the same questions over again too many times and been using the same old chase frames. I realise now, that I want to shake things up a little bit. Having said that, conversation is by no means a weak point of mine - it's one of my strongest.
I deep dived her on her travels and where she wanted to live most in the world. She asked me about my travels and what my itinerary was. She asked me why I travelled alone. I enquired about her work as well. "So other than working, and meeting handsome guys for dinner, what do you like to do?" I asked. She mentioned she liked to listen to music and reading whilst drinking tea. I told her that I liked girls who read. I complimented her style and thanked her for dressing up for me. She asked me how old I was, and I told her I would turn 22 in December. She said that she was 25. I told her that was a good age, and complimented her youthful glow. I asked whether she was musical and enquired about what music she liked. She said that she wanted to learn guitar. I told her to give me her hand to inspect. "You have good guitar hands! Your fingers are slender."
It was somewhat hard to connect with her over dinner, because there were so many plates in the way on the table. When we finished dinner, I cleared them out of the way so that I could touch her hands. I realise that I've been plentifully using touch quite often now. It feels weird for me not to be touching a girl, so I do it often and naturally now. In the past, I used to be anxious about initiating physical contact, but now it's a thing of the past. Awesome.
She ended up paying the bill, and I thanked her warmly for dinner. We then decided to grab some coffee. Usually after food/drinks with a girl when we go for a walk, I hold her hand to break the touch barrier and get her used to my touch. It was just a 20 second walk to the cafe, but I ended up holding her hand anyway. She flinched a tiny bit and let go of it after 3 seconds. I figured that she was probably the shy type.
We entered the cafe and I decisively led us to sit down where there was a comfy looking couch. Perfect for physical escalation. We ordered our drinks.
It was a little bit tough to physically escalate Dio on for a number of reasons. What I've been doing a lot these days is plenty of hand holding, because I think it's sweet, warm and makes the girl comfortable. Dio was sitting directly facing me, and my body was facing at a right angle from her so the angle was awkward to touch her. In any case, I still managed to make it work.
Something that was very cute about Dio was that she repeatedly moved her hand to cover her mouth when speaking, because she was shy. The way she did it teemed with femininity which drew me to her like a other to a flame. She later revealed she was shy because she thought I was handsome. She complimented me several times. She loved my long hair and she said that long hair on guys was very unique. She also said that my style was unique, and pointed to my jeans with huge rips at the knees. "You like my style?" I asked. "No, not really," she replied. Evidentially, she was a blunt girl. I laughed. She complimented the dimples on my face as well. I didn't even know I had dimples.
At one point I asked her what she thought about me. "You're nice, and handsome. You're warm and I like your hair. And I also think you're a little stupid," she said. I took insult to the snide remark, and I was quite offended, although I didn't show it. I just laughed and probed her. It said she thought my Australian accent was the reason for her remark before. I didn't believe her. Anyway, I let it slide. I guess she was just very blunt. She later revealed to me that she thought I was a little stupid because I forgot certain things that she told me, and that I wasn't listening properly on some points. This is because it was difficult to understand her at some point. Admittedly though, I do struggle to maintain 100% focus when in conversation occasionally.
In a few instances, I touched her hand a couple of times only to have her pull back after a few seconds. I persisted though and eventually she warmed up to my touch throughout our conversation. It transitioned to the point where we happily held hands in conversation. Whenever she sat facing the same direction I was facing, I pulled her into me so that she leaned against me. After some time, the distance and uncomfortableness with touch vanished between us. At one point, I kissed her on the cheek with no resistance whatsoever. A few seconds later, she told me that it made her uncomfortable because people were watching. She told me that because she was Vietnamese and I was a foreigner, people would think she was a hooker. I reassured her, that there was nothing to worry about since it was just a cheek kiss, and that I wouldn't do it again.
At one instant, she started talking about her age. She thought that I was very young and she said that she liked older guys. I said that it was fair enough that she felt that way, because older guys in general are more suitable for relationships. I told her that a young guy like me wouldn't be suitable for a relationship anyway, because I was just a traveller. She enquired why I wasn't looking for a girlfriend, and I explained my reasons, and disqualified myself as boyfriend material completely. I also told her that I liked older women because they are more mature.
Throughout the conversation, she was somewhat shy, and I told her that I thought it was cute that she was shy. She seemed to melt when I said that.
At one point she also held my hand and inspected my palms for palm-reading. She guessed that I'd been in love before. She probed me about my past love, which I vaguely answered.
One thing that I found annoying with Dio was that she frequently texted her friend on her phone. In each case I'd zone off into the distance looking bored. After a couple of times, she seemed to catch on my boredom and stopped with the texting.
After sitting down for drinks, I'd done what I'd set out to achieve. I figured that once I got the girl comfortable with me and my touch, it would be a good time to pull. I suggested going for a walk. I told her to finish her drink, and we were off.
We walked towards the beach. I held onto her left hand, and she grabbed onto my arm with her right hand. It felt good to have her touch me. We walked down to the beach, and we revisited a topic earlier from dinner. I told her that I loved to dance, and she asked me to dance. I laughed and told her, "Not here! Maybe later. I can show you some house music later as well." Earlier at dinner I told her I liked to dance to house music.
We walked along to the beach, where there was nowhere to sit. I pointed next to a pole and we stood by it. At this point, we were hugging and talking about something that I don't remember. I also sung her a song because she wanted me to sing for her. I sung Ocean Drive to her. At one point I leaned in to kiss her cheek, then edged closer to her lips, before finally connecting with them. We liplocked twice. The conversation continued naturally. After a minute or so, I decided it was time to pull.
I was nervous about pulling for 2 reasons. The first reason was the receptionist. In Vietnam, Vietnamese girls are not allowed to spend the night with foreigners, and I've had the receptionist intercept me when trying to pull a couple of times. It's not fun. The second reason was that I had literally just kissed her a few moments ago, so my plausible deniability was harmed. In hardsight, I probably shouldn't have kissed her right before pulling. Pulling is not usually a problem for me, but for these two reason, my confidence faltered a little. It was also cold and windy.
The pull:
"Brrr, it's so cold now. What say we head back to my hotel, where we can talk where it's a little warmer? I have air-conditioning, so it's won't be so cold or so hot," I said. The pull was sloppy, and I didn't need to mention the air conditioner. She replied, "No! I just met you, and you think I'll go to the hotel with you? In Vietnam, Vietnamese girls going into hotels with a foreigner is not a good look. There will be much shame." I combated her frame. "Oh don't worry. There won't be any trouble with the receptionist and no one with care. We can just talk and watch some TV! It's too cold out here," I responded. "Oh I don't know."
I don't remember exactly how I responded to her rejection, but I figured it was best to play it cool rather than persist. We hugged standing up a little bit more, and I shivered a couple of times. At one point she said, "Oh okay. It's getting pretty cold, so let's so to your hotel."
We walked towards my hotel, and my pull talk was pretty good. She also said a couple of things that I didn't completely understand. When we arrived at the hotel, she walked towards the parking lot rather than entering the hotel. I think that maybe she may have had second thoughts of coming back with me. In either case, I kept walking inside and gestured her to follow me. She did. The deal with the receptionist was pretty straight forward. I told her we were going to watch TV, and that we woudln't be long. I got the okay from the receptionist and we went up the elevator.
We entered the room, and immediately told Dio that she could sit on the bed. I told her to take off her shoes. I'd turned on the bed side lamp prior to leaving my room, so the lamp was on. I sat in bed, and told her to come join me. She told me that she wanted to see me dance, but I knew that dancing was not going to push the interaction forward. I told her I'd show her one of my favourite songs that I liked to dance to, with a video clip of a dude dancing. I told her to turn off the light. She asked me why, and I told her it was because I was going to show her a video. I played Inspector Norse on YouTube, and told her that my dancing was similar to his style of dancing. She then showed me this piano song on YouTube. Half way through the song, I layed down my phone on the bed and started to kiss her.
Escalation in sex:
My kissing was controlled and gentle. I let out some soft, barely audible moans as I kissed her. My movements were slow and deliberate. At one point, I rubbed my hands around her hamstrings and ran my hand up her skin, eventually rubbing her ass and pussy. I was very gentle, yet firm. I enjoyed rubbing her pussy through her satin-like panties. At one point she asked me when was the last time I had sex, and whether I was seeing any other girls. I told her that I wasn't seeing a girl at the moment.
A couple of times, she broke away and pushed me back, giving me token resistance. In each case, I laid on the bed facing the ceiling and not touching her. Whenever she turned to face me again, I reengaged with kissing and rubbing her pussy, which became very wet through her panties.
I was very vocal with my dirty talk. "Oh baby. I love how your pussy feels. I love how wet you're getting. Oh... you're so cute girl. I love your pussy." She was clearly loving my dirty talk, as it just made her wetter whilst she moaned. At one point she pushed me back, and said, "Stop, we shouldn't have sex! We just met tonight!" I replied, "That's okay!" She replied incredulously, "That's okay?!" To that response, I just backed off and went aloof for a bit.
Eventually I kept the escalation going, as she gave me more token resistance. She playfully squeezed my cheeks whenever I escalated despite her resistance. At one point I slid my fingers under her panties and I fingered her for about a minute. She was magnificently wet. I told her that I wanted to lick her pussy and make her cum. However when I brought my face to her pussy, she strongly resisted and said that she needed to stop.
I played it cool, and told her that I'd stop. I stripped off my pants and shirt because it was too hot and I lay under the covers. She objected to me taking off my clothes, but I told her it was just too hot. We then lay down and she showed me a Celine Dion song on YouTube. After a few more moments, she reengaged me with kissing and I decided to escalate again, which was met with more resistance.
I then decided I'd given her a massage to try to escalate into sex. I massaged her thighs and asked her if my massage felt good. She liked it. Whenever I tried to pull up her dress though, she resisted. I told her that I needed to pull it up to massage her better, but she refused. I eventually slipped my hands under her dress to massage her ass, but she turned to her back to stop the massage. She thanked me for the massage.
I joined her and laid down next to her and our legs and bare skin intertwined. It felt amazing. I moved my hips back and forth, rubbing my legs again hers and kissed her. I eventually moved her hand down to my cock, and she grabbed it through my jocks. It felt awesome. I then pulled out my cock and placed her hand on it as she jacked me off slowly. I began to rub her pussy, this time without resistance.
I pulled off my jocks and I proceeded to rub her pussy as she jacked me off. I removed her panties, and I fingered her a bit. I told her that I wanted her to suck me off, but she didn't want to.
I then told her I was going to lick her pussy, and I moved my face down to her slit, where she resisted a little. I kissed her stomach, and moved all to her way down to her pretty cooch. She was sporting a cute tuft of hair, and had a marvellous tasting pussy. She was sweet and musky... just the way I like it. I ate her out for about 3 minutes. We made an effort to be very quiet, because she was anxious about us making noise. Because she wasn't moaning or anything, she didn't seem to enjoy it.
I finished eating her out soon enough and I moved up to her face. "Do you have a condom?" she asked. "Yeah," I replied. "You can get it," she said. Fuck yeah.
I got the condom, but at this point, I was completely soft. I ate her out some more as I jacked myself off, but I couldn't get hard. I moved my face up to hers, and I kissed her as I jacked myself off. "I want you to kiss me," I said. "On your lips or on your penis?" she asked. I originally wanted her to kiss my lips, but I told her to suck me off. She hesitated because she said she hadn't done it before. I told her that it was okay. She sucked and jacked me off and I was hard in no time. I popped on the condom. "Go slow," she said.
Dio hadn't had sex in a very long time, and she'd just had sex with one other guy before me. She told me I had to be very gentle and slow. After about of minute of gentle prodding, gradually deeper and deeper, I was able to rail her with the full length of my cock. She complained that it hurt, so we changed position from missionary. I laid on my back and she rode me cowgirl. After a while, she complained again about the pain, and she got off and just jacked me off. At this point she was still fully clothed other than her missing panties. I wanted to see her boobs, but she refused. She then went to the bathroom, and continued to jack me off with her face lying on my chest, staring down my cock. She kept going until I came.
She then had to go home, so I walked her out to her motorbike. She said that she had 5 guys chasing her at the moment, but she didn't like them. She liked me because she thought I was unique. We exchanged warm words, and we kissed goodbye multiple times. She said she wanted to see me again, and seemed sad to see me go. I gave her one final kiss, and she rode off into the night.
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Finishing thoughts:
Overall I'm pretty happy about how things turned out. My fundamentals were strong, and I balanced my value with attainability by qualifying and telling her how I thought she was cute. My attainability may have been on the high side, without being too high. My physical escalation during the date was good and got her comfortable with my touch. I felt my chase framing was good, especially with framing her shyness due to her being nervous around me because she thought I was handsome. I gained compliance well throughout the date well by telling her to do things, and pulling her into me and following my lead with physical touch. I probably shouldn't have kissed her at the beach, and my pull was sloppy. My objection handling was mediocre. In the end, she ended up coming back to my hotel because of her own decision to. My physical escalation during sex was good. I was channelling a far more animalistic and lustful vibe than usual, and it worked well for me. I did well by moaning dirty things to her ear, by listening to her actions and not her words, and by placing her hand on my dick. I did well to overcome LMR. I obviously made a good impression on Dio, because she later told me how much fun she had with me and wanted to meet me the following night in Hoi An.
I had a great time with Dio, and I'm glad I had a good learning experience as well.
Peace out dudes.
Jeffrey
I am delighted to deliver another LR. I was messaging a 25 year old Vietnamese beauty, Dio on VietnameseCupid. It was my last full day in Da Nang, and I'd already agreed to go out with another girl who very obviously liked me. I wouldn't have gone out with Dio unless she gave me really strong interest.
On Facebook:
It's not often a girl asks me out, so I decided to cancel my date with the other girl and see Dio instead.
We arranged to meet at my hostel at 6.30pm. She messaged me at around 5.50pm to tell me that she was on her way to meet me. She arrived 20 minutes early and asked for reception to call me on the phone. I guess she didn't have mobile internet to message me. It was a good thing that she spoke to the receptionist, because it would have made it easier to pull her later and avoid trouble with the receptionist. I.e. the receptionist would be sure that she's not a prostitute.
I took the lift down to reception and Dio was waiting for me outside the hostel next to her motorbike. The introduction was slightly awkward because we were under prying eyes of the receptionist. I walked slowly towards her with a warm slow spreading smile. She was wearing a tight black crop top, and a long floral skirt, and modest heels. Her face was prettier than her photos. She was a beautiful girl with long wavy hair. She stood at around 5'3 and had a slim petite frame.
The date:
Dio stuck out her hand and I clasped it as I met her. We briefly introduced, and I told her to park her motorbike. She had permission from the receptionist to park it at the hostel parking lot. We then walked along the road to find somewhere to eat. In the past I might have held her hand right away, but I learned from a recent date that it was better to build comfort first before escalating. I'm glad I resisted the urge to hold her hand. In 2 instances however, I pulled her arm to move her body closer to me to avoid oncoming traffic.
I wasn't particularly hungry, but she was, so I decided that we should eat at a restaurant that I'd been frequenting. Cheap, and delicious food. The owner and Dio spoke in Vietnamese. Dio told me that the owner said that I ate at the restaurant a lot. We ordered our food.
Our dinner conversation was pretty standard. I seem to follow a regular routine that I like to stick to, usually asking similar questions. I think my conversation ability is good, but also think it seems a little stale. I feel like I've been asking the same questions over again too many times and been using the same old chase frames. I realise now, that I want to shake things up a little bit. Having said that, conversation is by no means a weak point of mine - it's one of my strongest.
I deep dived her on her travels and where she wanted to live most in the world. She asked me about my travels and what my itinerary was. She asked me why I travelled alone. I enquired about her work as well. "So other than working, and meeting handsome guys for dinner, what do you like to do?" I asked. She mentioned she liked to listen to music and reading whilst drinking tea. I told her that I liked girls who read. I complimented her style and thanked her for dressing up for me. She asked me how old I was, and I told her I would turn 22 in December. She said that she was 25. I told her that was a good age, and complimented her youthful glow. I asked whether she was musical and enquired about what music she liked. She said that she wanted to learn guitar. I told her to give me her hand to inspect. "You have good guitar hands! Your fingers are slender."
It was somewhat hard to connect with her over dinner, because there were so many plates in the way on the table. When we finished dinner, I cleared them out of the way so that I could touch her hands. I realise that I've been plentifully using touch quite often now. It feels weird for me not to be touching a girl, so I do it often and naturally now. In the past, I used to be anxious about initiating physical contact, but now it's a thing of the past. Awesome.
She ended up paying the bill, and I thanked her warmly for dinner. We then decided to grab some coffee. Usually after food/drinks with a girl when we go for a walk, I hold her hand to break the touch barrier and get her used to my touch. It was just a 20 second walk to the cafe, but I ended up holding her hand anyway. She flinched a tiny bit and let go of it after 3 seconds. I figured that she was probably the shy type.
We entered the cafe and I decisively led us to sit down where there was a comfy looking couch. Perfect for physical escalation. We ordered our drinks.
It was a little bit tough to physically escalate Dio on for a number of reasons. What I've been doing a lot these days is plenty of hand holding, because I think it's sweet, warm and makes the girl comfortable. Dio was sitting directly facing me, and my body was facing at a right angle from her so the angle was awkward to touch her. In any case, I still managed to make it work.
Something that was very cute about Dio was that she repeatedly moved her hand to cover her mouth when speaking, because she was shy. The way she did it teemed with femininity which drew me to her like a other to a flame. She later revealed she was shy because she thought I was handsome. She complimented me several times. She loved my long hair and she said that long hair on guys was very unique. She also said that my style was unique, and pointed to my jeans with huge rips at the knees. "You like my style?" I asked. "No, not really," she replied. Evidentially, she was a blunt girl. I laughed. She complimented the dimples on my face as well. I didn't even know I had dimples.
At one point I asked her what she thought about me. "You're nice, and handsome. You're warm and I like your hair. And I also think you're a little stupid," she said. I took insult to the snide remark, and I was quite offended, although I didn't show it. I just laughed and probed her. It said she thought my Australian accent was the reason for her remark before. I didn't believe her. Anyway, I let it slide. I guess she was just very blunt. She later revealed to me that she thought I was a little stupid because I forgot certain things that she told me, and that I wasn't listening properly on some points. This is because it was difficult to understand her at some point. Admittedly though, I do struggle to maintain 100% focus when in conversation occasionally.
In a few instances, I touched her hand a couple of times only to have her pull back after a few seconds. I persisted though and eventually she warmed up to my touch throughout our conversation. It transitioned to the point where we happily held hands in conversation. Whenever she sat facing the same direction I was facing, I pulled her into me so that she leaned against me. After some time, the distance and uncomfortableness with touch vanished between us. At one point, I kissed her on the cheek with no resistance whatsoever. A few seconds later, she told me that it made her uncomfortable because people were watching. She told me that because she was Vietnamese and I was a foreigner, people would think she was a hooker. I reassured her, that there was nothing to worry about since it was just a cheek kiss, and that I wouldn't do it again.
At one instant, she started talking about her age. She thought that I was very young and she said that she liked older guys. I said that it was fair enough that she felt that way, because older guys in general are more suitable for relationships. I told her that a young guy like me wouldn't be suitable for a relationship anyway, because I was just a traveller. She enquired why I wasn't looking for a girlfriend, and I explained my reasons, and disqualified myself as boyfriend material completely. I also told her that I liked older women because they are more mature.
Throughout the conversation, she was somewhat shy, and I told her that I thought it was cute that she was shy. She seemed to melt when I said that.
At one point she also held my hand and inspected my palms for palm-reading. She guessed that I'd been in love before. She probed me about my past love, which I vaguely answered.
One thing that I found annoying with Dio was that she frequently texted her friend on her phone. In each case I'd zone off into the distance looking bored. After a couple of times, she seemed to catch on my boredom and stopped with the texting.
After sitting down for drinks, I'd done what I'd set out to achieve. I figured that once I got the girl comfortable with me and my touch, it would be a good time to pull. I suggested going for a walk. I told her to finish her drink, and we were off.
We walked towards the beach. I held onto her left hand, and she grabbed onto my arm with her right hand. It felt good to have her touch me. We walked down to the beach, and we revisited a topic earlier from dinner. I told her that I loved to dance, and she asked me to dance. I laughed and told her, "Not here! Maybe later. I can show you some house music later as well." Earlier at dinner I told her I liked to dance to house music.
We walked along to the beach, where there was nowhere to sit. I pointed next to a pole and we stood by it. At this point, we were hugging and talking about something that I don't remember. I also sung her a song because she wanted me to sing for her. I sung Ocean Drive to her. At one point I leaned in to kiss her cheek, then edged closer to her lips, before finally connecting with them. We liplocked twice. The conversation continued naturally. After a minute or so, I decided it was time to pull.
I was nervous about pulling for 2 reasons. The first reason was the receptionist. In Vietnam, Vietnamese girls are not allowed to spend the night with foreigners, and I've had the receptionist intercept me when trying to pull a couple of times. It's not fun. The second reason was that I had literally just kissed her a few moments ago, so my plausible deniability was harmed. In hardsight, I probably shouldn't have kissed her right before pulling. Pulling is not usually a problem for me, but for these two reason, my confidence faltered a little. It was also cold and windy.
The pull:
"Brrr, it's so cold now. What say we head back to my hotel, where we can talk where it's a little warmer? I have air-conditioning, so it's won't be so cold or so hot," I said. The pull was sloppy, and I didn't need to mention the air conditioner. She replied, "No! I just met you, and you think I'll go to the hotel with you? In Vietnam, Vietnamese girls going into hotels with a foreigner is not a good look. There will be much shame." I combated her frame. "Oh don't worry. There won't be any trouble with the receptionist and no one with care. We can just talk and watch some TV! It's too cold out here," I responded. "Oh I don't know."
I don't remember exactly how I responded to her rejection, but I figured it was best to play it cool rather than persist. We hugged standing up a little bit more, and I shivered a couple of times. At one point she said, "Oh okay. It's getting pretty cold, so let's so to your hotel."
We walked towards my hotel, and my pull talk was pretty good. She also said a couple of things that I didn't completely understand. When we arrived at the hotel, she walked towards the parking lot rather than entering the hotel. I think that maybe she may have had second thoughts of coming back with me. In either case, I kept walking inside and gestured her to follow me. She did. The deal with the receptionist was pretty straight forward. I told her we were going to watch TV, and that we woudln't be long. I got the okay from the receptionist and we went up the elevator.
We entered the room, and immediately told Dio that she could sit on the bed. I told her to take off her shoes. I'd turned on the bed side lamp prior to leaving my room, so the lamp was on. I sat in bed, and told her to come join me. She told me that she wanted to see me dance, but I knew that dancing was not going to push the interaction forward. I told her I'd show her one of my favourite songs that I liked to dance to, with a video clip of a dude dancing. I told her to turn off the light. She asked me why, and I told her it was because I was going to show her a video. I played Inspector Norse on YouTube, and told her that my dancing was similar to his style of dancing. She then showed me this piano song on YouTube. Half way through the song, I layed down my phone on the bed and started to kiss her.
Escalation in sex:
My kissing was controlled and gentle. I let out some soft, barely audible moans as I kissed her. My movements were slow and deliberate. At one point, I rubbed my hands around her hamstrings and ran my hand up her skin, eventually rubbing her ass and pussy. I was very gentle, yet firm. I enjoyed rubbing her pussy through her satin-like panties. At one point she asked me when was the last time I had sex, and whether I was seeing any other girls. I told her that I wasn't seeing a girl at the moment.
A couple of times, she broke away and pushed me back, giving me token resistance. In each case, I laid on the bed facing the ceiling and not touching her. Whenever she turned to face me again, I reengaged with kissing and rubbing her pussy, which became very wet through her panties.
I was very vocal with my dirty talk. "Oh baby. I love how your pussy feels. I love how wet you're getting. Oh... you're so cute girl. I love your pussy." She was clearly loving my dirty talk, as it just made her wetter whilst she moaned. At one point she pushed me back, and said, "Stop, we shouldn't have sex! We just met tonight!" I replied, "That's okay!" She replied incredulously, "That's okay?!" To that response, I just backed off and went aloof for a bit.
Eventually I kept the escalation going, as she gave me more token resistance. She playfully squeezed my cheeks whenever I escalated despite her resistance. At one point I slid my fingers under her panties and I fingered her for about a minute. She was magnificently wet. I told her that I wanted to lick her pussy and make her cum. However when I brought my face to her pussy, she strongly resisted and said that she needed to stop.
I played it cool, and told her that I'd stop. I stripped off my pants and shirt because it was too hot and I lay under the covers. She objected to me taking off my clothes, but I told her it was just too hot. We then lay down and she showed me a Celine Dion song on YouTube. After a few more moments, she reengaged me with kissing and I decided to escalate again, which was met with more resistance.
I then decided I'd given her a massage to try to escalate into sex. I massaged her thighs and asked her if my massage felt good. She liked it. Whenever I tried to pull up her dress though, she resisted. I told her that I needed to pull it up to massage her better, but she refused. I eventually slipped my hands under her dress to massage her ass, but she turned to her back to stop the massage. She thanked me for the massage.
I joined her and laid down next to her and our legs and bare skin intertwined. It felt amazing. I moved my hips back and forth, rubbing my legs again hers and kissed her. I eventually moved her hand down to my cock, and she grabbed it through my jocks. It felt awesome. I then pulled out my cock and placed her hand on it as she jacked me off slowly. I began to rub her pussy, this time without resistance.
I pulled off my jocks and I proceeded to rub her pussy as she jacked me off. I removed her panties, and I fingered her a bit. I told her that I wanted her to suck me off, but she didn't want to.
I then told her I was going to lick her pussy, and I moved my face down to her slit, where she resisted a little. I kissed her stomach, and moved all to her way down to her pretty cooch. She was sporting a cute tuft of hair, and had a marvellous tasting pussy. She was sweet and musky... just the way I like it. I ate her out for about 3 minutes. We made an effort to be very quiet, because she was anxious about us making noise. Because she wasn't moaning or anything, she didn't seem to enjoy it.
I finished eating her out soon enough and I moved up to her face. "Do you have a condom?" she asked. "Yeah," I replied. "You can get it," she said. Fuck yeah.
I got the condom, but at this point, I was completely soft. I ate her out some more as I jacked myself off, but I couldn't get hard. I moved my face up to hers, and I kissed her as I jacked myself off. "I want you to kiss me," I said. "On your lips or on your penis?" she asked. I originally wanted her to kiss my lips, but I told her to suck me off. She hesitated because she said she hadn't done it before. I told her that it was okay. She sucked and jacked me off and I was hard in no time. I popped on the condom. "Go slow," she said.
Dio hadn't had sex in a very long time, and she'd just had sex with one other guy before me. She told me I had to be very gentle and slow. After about of minute of gentle prodding, gradually deeper and deeper, I was able to rail her with the full length of my cock. She complained that it hurt, so we changed position from missionary. I laid on my back and she rode me cowgirl. After a while, she complained again about the pain, and she got off and just jacked me off. At this point she was still fully clothed other than her missing panties. I wanted to see her boobs, but she refused. She then went to the bathroom, and continued to jack me off with her face lying on my chest, staring down my cock. She kept going until I came.
She then had to go home, so I walked her out to her motorbike. She said that she had 5 guys chasing her at the moment, but she didn't like them. She liked me because she thought I was unique. We exchanged warm words, and we kissed goodbye multiple times. She said she wanted to see me again, and seemed sad to see me go. I gave her one final kiss, and she rode off into the night.
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Finishing thoughts:
Overall I'm pretty happy about how things turned out. My fundamentals were strong, and I balanced my value with attainability by qualifying and telling her how I thought she was cute. My attainability may have been on the high side, without being too high. My physical escalation during the date was good and got her comfortable with my touch. I felt my chase framing was good, especially with framing her shyness due to her being nervous around me because she thought I was handsome. I gained compliance well throughout the date well by telling her to do things, and pulling her into me and following my lead with physical touch. I probably shouldn't have kissed her at the beach, and my pull was sloppy. My objection handling was mediocre. In the end, she ended up coming back to my hotel because of her own decision to. My physical escalation during sex was good. I was channelling a far more animalistic and lustful vibe than usual, and it worked well for me. I did well by moaning dirty things to her ear, by listening to her actions and not her words, and by placing her hand on my dick. I did well to overcome LMR. I obviously made a good impression on Dio, because she later told me how much fun she had with me and wanted to meet me the following night in Hoi An.
I had a great time with Dio, and I'm glad I had a good learning experience as well.
Peace out dudes.
Jeffrey
