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So this happened on a weekend where I got laid twice and once was on a Saturday night.
I'll cut right to it.
I actually went out with a foreign friend from the UK to go see Khabib vs McGregor, the guy himself hates McGregor. Things were already tense at the bar, you had dudes with Russia shirts and obviously Ireland shirts hanging out. Did not expect much to really happen but at a distance I see this one chick with an Ireland shirt on but she looks kind of Mediterranean, had dark hair and tanned skin.
See a couple dudes from the distance, kind of drunk trying to chat her up as she gave them that "WTF" look. She was with a couple girls of her, one was a fat pale redhead and the other was an older looking blonde. I talk to my friend and tell him I am going to go clean in on that girl, he was not willing to be much of a wingman. See the girl head off to grab a drink and they were showing the light heavyweight fight.
Approach her and tell her "I know Connor is going to get whipped tonight so I am here to be the shoulder you can cry on".
Not the best pickup line but who cares at this point, I knew the odds were against me.
She actually comes back saying "not a chance no" and then puts her hand over my face to push me back.
I respond saying "too bad Connor can't do that to Khabib tonight".
But seriously, was this girl fucked up or what? That is what I thought at the time, I mean hand all over my face...
So I get closer to her as we are sandwiched inbetween two bar stools, her ass kind of rubbing up against mines. I put my arm around her despite just meeting her, no resistance at all. She gets her drink and I am waiting on mines, she isn't leaving.
I tell her "you're not actually from Ireland are you?" to which she responds saying "fuck you I was born in Dublin".
Brash as fuck!
So I laugh it off and ask her what brought her to NYC while a fight had broken out nearby, surprisingly it was two Irish dudes but she was so indifferent to it. Getting crowded near us so I try to lead her away but she tells me to come to where her two friends are, at this point I am hard as a rock but know this shit can absolutely suck because of her two friends potentially being cockblocks.
We get over there and to my surprise, they're cool as fuck. The redhead was a lesbian and the blonde was married.
We talk and she is kind of leaning on me, they are showing the Ferguson versus Pettis fight. I am talking to her about life in the US and she tells me she is here for sales work for her company since she got bored of Ireland. I ask her what they do there since it is so boring like she claims, she replies saying "you really wanna know?" and I tell her "we might be doing just that then", she laughs and hits me.
Then they show the McGregor and Khabib fight and the start is Khabib taking him down, I look at her and say "now how would YOU defend that huh?", giving her that look as we lock eyes and she knees me on the side of leg while keeping eye contact and doing it a few more times. I tell her "ya that won't work", she says "oh so you're going to show me how huh?". I tell her "not at this bar", she yells and says "at this bar!" in a high pitched voice as I laugh and watch the fight with her leaning on me a bit. Not sure if she is drunk or what, she isn't falling over.
At some point Khabib is beating the shit out of McGregor and I see that depressed look in her eyes, tell her "stop feeling sorry for him, he has a 100 mil in the bank" to which she says "but Ireland is losing". I tell her "you know that guy does not represent all of you and there are folks in your country that hate him" to which she says "true but still hes Irish". Then I tell her "sometimes you gotta love em even when they are douchebags" and she gets back to me with a "ya thats why I am talking to you right now".
So she thinks I am a douchebag, game on.
Then Khabib submits McGregor and half the bar is roaring, some angry Irish dude throws a bottle at the side that is roaring, we know shit is going to get tough.
She looks around crazily and has been touchy with me the whole time, not sure where the fuck my friend went and I am hard as a rock, she is giving me those looks and has been. Didn't seem too depressed by the fight and I tell her "unless you want to fight a bunch of Russians, lets get out of here". She says no and tells me she has to go with her friends, I look at her friends and say "she really has to go or is she scared I am going to do to her what Khabib just did to Ireland", she has an angry reaction to that and hits me on the arm shouting "no one scared of you cunt!", I laugh it off and say "just wanted to be sure busy person".
At this point I wonder if I am really pushing it, if this chick is genuinely mad or what. So I try one more time and grab her, pulling her closer to me to which she gives me that smile again and ask her "busy huh", she tells me "busy" while smiling and playing with her hair". Ask her "busy huh", again, and she laughs without saying anything. The friends are there smiling and laughing, cooperative bunch and then the redhead tells her "we are going to go". I am grabbing on to this chick and telling her "my apartment is right next door, you can show me how you defend against that there or live the rest of your life knowing you never got the chance to".
She actually tells me "you do this a lot don't you, sleazebag" while squeezing my shoulders all the while we hearing shouting and hollering with things get heated at the bar. I tell her "ya kont!" to try and mock an Irish accent, she knees me on the leg and says "kunt heh!". At this point, I just grab her hand and try to take her with me but she pulls me back. We start making out with the madness going on, luckily no more bottles, glasses or things in general were being thrown, just a bunch of shouting. My dick is hard as a rock and it is getting late into the night, we hear police sirens.
I tell her "they're looking for you!", she tells me "yes because you're the good kid", then I tell her "I thought I was a sleazebag and a douchebag!", she laughs as we make out a few more times. Then I grab her again and try to pull her away, this time she is more willing but laughing and giving me that seductive look.
My apartment is next door so we go and already outside the bar they have cop cars, a few of them really.
Get to my apartment as she is leaning on me and says "so you usually hunt here?", tell her "I don't ever need to hunt", then she says "you hunted tonight" and I laugh it off and say "not the first time you been prey huh", she tells me "I am never prey".....
I don't get this girl, definitely a wild one.....
So I get to my apartment, did not take the stairs, just the elevator and we are making out.
Get inside of my apartment, immediately tell her "so lets see what you're made of" while pushing her back and taking her down. Stripped her clothes off and she was laughing all the way, excited but playfully hitting me on the head while trying to mess up my hair. I kissed her and kept trying to strip her down while trying to get naked myself, she got real playful and slipped out a few times.
At one point she was standing up with just her panties on and had her foot over my head looking down at me, tell her "that's a bad idea".
Grab her leg and kiss her feet as she is trying to balance but gently falls down, didn't want to really hurt her like that. Get on top of her and I don't really have as much space and time to write out what I did but I did eat that pussy after wrestling naked with her and carrying her to the bed. It was a fun night and she rode me better than any of my other lays. The next day I had another date but got the digits, will likely be hitting this one again some point soon so will update the thread when that happens.
I'll cut right to it.
I actually went out with a foreign friend from the UK to go see Khabib vs McGregor, the guy himself hates McGregor. Things were already tense at the bar, you had dudes with Russia shirts and obviously Ireland shirts hanging out. Did not expect much to really happen but at a distance I see this one chick with an Ireland shirt on but she looks kind of Mediterranean, had dark hair and tanned skin.
See a couple dudes from the distance, kind of drunk trying to chat her up as she gave them that "WTF" look. She was with a couple girls of her, one was a fat pale redhead and the other was an older looking blonde. I talk to my friend and tell him I am going to go clean in on that girl, he was not willing to be much of a wingman. See the girl head off to grab a drink and they were showing the light heavyweight fight.
Approach her and tell her "I know Connor is going to get whipped tonight so I am here to be the shoulder you can cry on".
Not the best pickup line but who cares at this point, I knew the odds were against me.
She actually comes back saying "not a chance no" and then puts her hand over my face to push me back.
I respond saying "too bad Connor can't do that to Khabib tonight".
But seriously, was this girl fucked up or what? That is what I thought at the time, I mean hand all over my face...
So I get closer to her as we are sandwiched inbetween two bar stools, her ass kind of rubbing up against mines. I put my arm around her despite just meeting her, no resistance at all. She gets her drink and I am waiting on mines, she isn't leaving.
I tell her "you're not actually from Ireland are you?" to which she responds saying "fuck you I was born in Dublin".
Brash as fuck!
So I laugh it off and ask her what brought her to NYC while a fight had broken out nearby, surprisingly it was two Irish dudes but she was so indifferent to it. Getting crowded near us so I try to lead her away but she tells me to come to where her two friends are, at this point I am hard as a rock but know this shit can absolutely suck because of her two friends potentially being cockblocks.
We get over there and to my surprise, they're cool as fuck. The redhead was a lesbian and the blonde was married.
We talk and she is kind of leaning on me, they are showing the Ferguson versus Pettis fight. I am talking to her about life in the US and she tells me she is here for sales work for her company since she got bored of Ireland. I ask her what they do there since it is so boring like she claims, she replies saying "you really wanna know?" and I tell her "we might be doing just that then", she laughs and hits me.
Then they show the McGregor and Khabib fight and the start is Khabib taking him down, I look at her and say "now how would YOU defend that huh?", giving her that look as we lock eyes and she knees me on the side of leg while keeping eye contact and doing it a few more times. I tell her "ya that won't work", she says "oh so you're going to show me how huh?". I tell her "not at this bar", she yells and says "at this bar!" in a high pitched voice as I laugh and watch the fight with her leaning on me a bit. Not sure if she is drunk or what, she isn't falling over.
At some point Khabib is beating the shit out of McGregor and I see that depressed look in her eyes, tell her "stop feeling sorry for him, he has a 100 mil in the bank" to which she says "but Ireland is losing". I tell her "you know that guy does not represent all of you and there are folks in your country that hate him" to which she says "true but still hes Irish". Then I tell her "sometimes you gotta love em even when they are douchebags" and she gets back to me with a "ya thats why I am talking to you right now".
So she thinks I am a douchebag, game on.
Then Khabib submits McGregor and half the bar is roaring, some angry Irish dude throws a bottle at the side that is roaring, we know shit is going to get tough.
She looks around crazily and has been touchy with me the whole time, not sure where the fuck my friend went and I am hard as a rock, she is giving me those looks and has been. Didn't seem too depressed by the fight and I tell her "unless you want to fight a bunch of Russians, lets get out of here". She says no and tells me she has to go with her friends, I look at her friends and say "she really has to go or is she scared I am going to do to her what Khabib just did to Ireland", she has an angry reaction to that and hits me on the arm shouting "no one scared of you cunt!", I laugh it off and say "just wanted to be sure busy person".
At this point I wonder if I am really pushing it, if this chick is genuinely mad or what. So I try one more time and grab her, pulling her closer to me to which she gives me that smile again and ask her "busy huh", she tells me "busy" while smiling and playing with her hair". Ask her "busy huh", again, and she laughs without saying anything. The friends are there smiling and laughing, cooperative bunch and then the redhead tells her "we are going to go". I am grabbing on to this chick and telling her "my apartment is right next door, you can show me how you defend against that there or live the rest of your life knowing you never got the chance to".
She actually tells me "you do this a lot don't you, sleazebag" while squeezing my shoulders all the while we hearing shouting and hollering with things get heated at the bar. I tell her "ya kont!" to try and mock an Irish accent, she knees me on the leg and says "kunt heh!". At this point, I just grab her hand and try to take her with me but she pulls me back. We start making out with the madness going on, luckily no more bottles, glasses or things in general were being thrown, just a bunch of shouting. My dick is hard as a rock and it is getting late into the night, we hear police sirens.
I tell her "they're looking for you!", she tells me "yes because you're the good kid", then I tell her "I thought I was a sleazebag and a douchebag!", she laughs as we make out a few more times. Then I grab her again and try to pull her away, this time she is more willing but laughing and giving me that seductive look.
My apartment is next door so we go and already outside the bar they have cop cars, a few of them really.
Get to my apartment as she is leaning on me and says "so you usually hunt here?", tell her "I don't ever need to hunt", then she says "you hunted tonight" and I laugh it off and say "not the first time you been prey huh", she tells me "I am never prey".....
I don't get this girl, definitely a wild one.....
So I get to my apartment, did not take the stairs, just the elevator and we are making out.
Get inside of my apartment, immediately tell her "so lets see what you're made of" while pushing her back and taking her down. Stripped her clothes off and she was laughing all the way, excited but playfully hitting me on the head while trying to mess up my hair. I kissed her and kept trying to strip her down while trying to get naked myself, she got real playful and slipped out a few times.
At one point she was standing up with just her panties on and had her foot over my head looking down at me, tell her "that's a bad idea".
Grab her leg and kiss her feet as she is trying to balance but gently falls down, didn't want to really hurt her like that. Get on top of her and I don't really have as much space and time to write out what I did but I did eat that pussy after wrestling naked with her and carrying her to the bed. It was a fun night and she rode me better than any of my other lays. The next day I had another date but got the digits, will likely be hitting this one again some point soon so will update the thread when that happens.
