- Joined
- Dec 20, 2012
- Messages
- 919
Howdy guys,
This lay took place last Saturday.
I've recently relocated to the UK from Canada, and have been on a seduction hiatus for the past few months while I get my living situation in order.
This is my first LR on GC. My 6th conquest in total.
I ran this lay on auto-pilot, basically had a fuck-it let's see what happens attitude and followed my instincts the whole way through. IMO it wasn't very smooth, there wasn't a whole lot of finesse, but it was a successful seduction nonetheless and I would love to hear feedback on what it was that led to it's success so I can tighten my game.
I met this girl on Tinder, we'll call her Maddy. She looked rather bookish (never had one of those before), and I was mesmerised by her deep red hair, so I told her. Here's the Tinder convo:
I made the customary icebreaker text over whatsapp..
I really didn't expect this to go anywhere, so I put it all to the side, focused on work and life and didn't nother to set anything up.
Anyway a week later...
So basically I've relocated to London after living in Canada for the past 12 years. I was born in London and lived here till I was 11, but my knowledge of the city is limited and though I never lost my accent, I'm somewhat of an alien here (has made for some interesting experiences with locals).
Anyway with this date, I'm basically winging it.
I've sort of put the pressure on her to lead it on account of my ignorance of the local area and thought that this might hurt my chances. Regardless, I'm no stranger to handling awkward situations, so I decide to jump in and see what happens.
Logistics wise, I was hoping to bounce back to her place if all went well, and had zero back up plan.
Where I'm currently staying is off limits.
After four days Maddy responds to my Whatsapp message with...
The day of the date, I debate whether to send a confirmation text or not, and decide against it as I had sent my last text at around 12.30 midnight that day. I figured that would be sufficient.
I'd also planned to go to the southbank and have a great time whether she met me there or not as I'd been meaning to explore London anyhow.
We Meet
I get to the station at 7.25 and wait outside, keeping an eye out for a slightly built redhead. I didn't see her but had a feeling she'd show up and at about 7.30 she did.
We hug, her hug is weak and non-committal but in retrospect I think it may have been due to nervousness more than anything. We exchange pleasantries and before I can suggest somewhere to go (my idea was to explore and be spontaneous, go wherever our feet took us) she suggests we head to the southbank, by the river Thames.
As we begin our walk I ask her questions in attempt to build comfort with her.
At first she is really hard to talk to - she rushes through answers to my questions in a rambling, monotone matter-of-fact manner garnished with lot's of "..um i dunno's..", really unconfident-like. No eye-contact, looking straight ahead.
For a second I think I'm on a date with a crazy person and brace myself for the experience, but I check myself, read this as nervousness, and counter her by being warm.
It wasn't something to be frustrated by, I figured, but something to recognise and put in the effort to make her feel at ease.
I give her more of my body as we walk, and crane my neck out as a demonstration of attentiveness. I probe more, and cold read her as being artistic. I find out she wants to be a film maker. This brings her out of her shell and we begin to click. I am also artistically inclined and as of late have been getting into film alot more so I latch onto this and probe further.
While we talk films we reach the riverfront where there are various craft stalls setup and she suggests we get mulled cider, so we do.
We go and sit on a hill, as the sidewalk is busy with people, and we continue to talk - about her uni, her interests. She turns out to be quite politically active, a feminist, leftist, a reader of books, a documentary junky.
I've always had socially rebellious viewpoints, though I don't proselytize, so we connect on this quite a bit, but I'm selective and minimal about the info I give of myself and my views.
Eventually I get bored and suggest we walk.
She's taken on the role of tour guide it seems, and suggests we can stay on the south bank or cross the bridge and explore the city, explaining the virtues of each. I suggest we cross the bridge and we continue on our way.
Now given all that is emphasised on GC regarding leading, I felt that my cluelessness and her basically leading me around the city were hurting my chances as she was technically leading.
Now as I type this however, I think it counts more as investment on her part, and I still lead by way of conversation and ultimate decision making (she made suggestions, I selected them)..or she just wanted to get laid real bad.
Bar #1...
She decribes an interesting little bar to me where you can get all types of shots, and I say we should go. we get there it's crowded and small. She'd bought pizza earlier and had tomatoe sauce at the corner of her lip, so on a whim I wiped it off with my thumb and she seemed to like that fact I did this (or just found it weird, her facial expressions were so awkward and ambiguous).
I've learned from past experiences that girls seem to like little token actions like wiping food from the corner of their mouth or removing a hair stuck in their mouth, or fixing their messy bangs etc. makes them "feel like you care", as I was once told by a lover.
We order a shot each and she a rum n coke and me a stella. It's quite expensive, and I'd made up in my mind that I would not be paying solely for anything that night, go dutch or go home. She covers the costs but is scrummaging for some change so I drop a pound.
Next rounds on me.
We go out onto the patio, but all benches are taken so we hold a corner and chat.
She laments in passing about how she imagined in her mind us sitting in a pub and talking at the end of the night but instead we're on a patio standing in the cold and I tell her not to worry herself it's all good. I find this cute, it basically hinted to me that she was really invested in this night and in making a good impression, she seems like a nice girl.
A table frees up and we sit at a bench, I pat a spot beside me for her to come sit. We talk about random things I barely remember (probably the drink) but I do remember her asking me to recite a poem and instead I set up a little haiku game on the spot where I'd make up the first five syllables, her the next 7, and I the last 5 and vice versa.
Eventually I got bored again and suggested we bounce. She made a few suggestions one of which was a pub, so I went with that, instinctively it seemed like the best option.
Bar #2...
We walk the five or so minute walk over there and get carded at the door. I'm good to go but she has no ID with her so I suggest we go elsewhere.
We turn to leave and start walking away, only to have the security guard run out apologetically and let us in.
Maddy seemed intrigued by this, and made note to me that the guard really seemed to take a liking to us for some reason.
We order our drinks at the bar & I pay.
The drinks are alot cheaper here and I mention we should've just come here from the get set (I felt slightly bad about the expense she forked out for our last round).
The place is packed out, and we have trouble finding a seat, I end up leading her to the back of the venue where there is still no free seating.
I'm chilled but have no ideas as to what to do as we stand there with our drinks.
There happens to be a guy sitting at a booth with a chair pulled up beside it so Maddy suggests we sit at his table in the seating opposite him.
It's a tight squeeze but intimate with the kid sitting opposite us, and his girl who sits perpendicular to him in a chair she pulled up.
We're squeezed up on the bench, it's a tight fit. I notice her leg hanging off the side of the chair, as she sits on it half-assed and I tell her to sit on the seat properly as there's space.
Nice and close.
As we talk I start playing with her hair and massaging her scalp which she loves, I do this for a while and eventually I end up kissing her which seems to relieve her. She seemed to have been waiting all night for it.
I always break away my kissing first and I'm rather non-chalant about it, but she is eager to reinitiate kissing. I maintain control over when we kiss as I don't want to give her too much and break the spell.
The couple across from us have all since disappeared, as Maddy points out, and I mention the girl looked rather uncomfortable. She seems surprised at this comment.
After a few bouts of kissing I tell her we should get out of there and she gulps down her drink with the quickness. I found this hilarious.
I suggest we go back to hers to watch a movie and she agrees before I even finish what I'm saying.
We dip out of there and the same security guard that called us back to the pub when we were turned away, hails us up, and wishes us a good night, and I give him props in appreciation for his letting us back in earlier.
Again Maddy is perplexed at the fact that he seemed to take such a liking to us from the get set.
We catch a bus and it's a long twenty minute ride back to her area, mostly due to central London traffic.
On the bus we shoot the shit, I reminisce on my childhood in the UK and ask her about certain landmarks we pass that I remember as a child. There are many things we talk about but they escape my memory, again probably the alcohol. She has her arm around me. I caress her and have my arm around her and at some point she puts her legs over mine.
Eventually we reach our stop.
I'm bursting and need to piss bad. I'm slightly bent over, and my bladder hurts. I'm ready to piss in an alley, and could care less what she thought about it, but she suggests the McDonalds toilets and I go with that instead.
I blow past a dude in line waiting for the handicap toilet and try to get in but its occupied, I hear someone swear under their breath and realize theres a dude outside who mustve been waiting for the toilet before me LOL. I apologize and let him go on before me, then I let Maddy go and piss before me. Then I piss and we go on our way.
We get to her place, she greets her room mate who is in his bedroom fixing his computer. I'm genuinely curious about it so I ask him what happened and he mentions he spilled cologne on his laptop.
She shows me her living room, then we head to the bedroom.
Straight to Sex
I made a note to myself recently, that I would make an effort to savour the moment during my next fuck, and breathe the girl in, so that's what I set out to do.
Our clothes come off quickly and she puts up zero resistance.
Her armpits have some hair and she's a firecrotch, with a burning bush. I find this exciting, even the hair under her arms seemed to enhance the experience, it definitely was not a turn off.
I kiss her, and her body, and run my fingers all over her, then I proceed to eat her out.
She gives me a condom, and will only suck my dick with one on.
I find this strange but it's whatever, I'm a new nigga she met on Tinder so I guess it makes sense for her to take precautions (you guys got any feedback on this? condomic blowjobs suck!!).
She puts on some music (Mount Kimbie, real cool stuff) so her roommate doesn't hear and I proceed to fuck her in adapted missionary at first. She's in pain upon entry so I ease my way in, I'm a little large for her it seems. Several times throughout, she gets up to go to the bathroom. This is a pattern I've seen repeated with another girl I've fucked - anybody know why this happens?
It was taking me a while to cum, probably a mix of my masturbation habits, the alcohol, and the condom, so I ended up jerking off beside her whilst she fingered herself.
She then asked if I wanted to cum on her tits so I obliged her.
I remained hard so we went at it a few more times, until she was far too sore and though she wanted it had to tell me to get off because she was in pain.
She sat behind me and played with my back, massaging me and such, after which we chatted under her bed sheets, cuddling and holding eachother.
I had work in the afternoon and a long bus ride or two home but I was reluctant to trade the warm bed and sexy naked chick for a long, cold journey home.
I hadn't planned on staying, and assumed she'd kick me out at some point, but when she made no mention I asked her semi-jokingly when she was going to kick me out. To this she said she wouldn't as it was late.
She clearly wanted me to stay.
Eventually at like 3am I tell her I've got to go, and she tells me she thought I was staying the night. I admitted that I did make it look that way but I had to get going.
She walked me to the door I opened it, close it, kiss her passionately, tell her we should do it again and head out into the night.
The next day I text her:
and she replies...
I hit her up on Thursday to set up a meet this weekend, but she's away on holiday, so I aim to set something up when she returns and fuck her even better. In the meantime I'm focused on work, my hobbies and hitting up more bitches.
My Questions to Y'all...
What were your general thoughts on this lay? What did I do well? What did I do poorly? What stuck out to you?
How can I make sex more fun for myself? I found myself getting bored mentally during that last fuck, I want to be more passionate.
Maddy and another girl mentioned to me while we fucked, that they want me to talk to them and especially while they cum. I typically fuck silently but no longer want to. It's my mission in life to live a wholely passionate life, and a large part of that includes pleasuring women. How do I talk dirty with women in a way that enhances the experience and contributes to powerful orgasms?
And lastly, how can I improve my writing to make for a more pleasurable read?
Topcat
This lay took place last Saturday.
I've recently relocated to the UK from Canada, and have been on a seduction hiatus for the past few months while I get my living situation in order.
This is my first LR on GC. My 6th conquest in total.
I ran this lay on auto-pilot, basically had a fuck-it let's see what happens attitude and followed my instincts the whole way through. IMO it wasn't very smooth, there wasn't a whole lot of finesse, but it was a successful seduction nonetheless and I would love to hear feedback on what it was that led to it's success so I can tighten my game.
I met this girl on Tinder, we'll call her Maddy. She looked rather bookish (never had one of those before), and I was mesmerised by her deep red hair, so I told her. Here's the Tinder convo:
Me: Your hair is gorgeous Maddy, how are you?
Maddy: Thanks
Me: I'm good, relaxing. How's tinder treating you?
Maddy: Dunno really. Giving me sideways looks? A relationship of mutual superlike? How's London treating you?
Me: Lol. London's been treating me well so far, it's good to be back. You're really alluring Maddy. If you're free at all this week, let's grab a coffee. It'd be nice to meet you
Maddy: Yeah coffee sounds good, but I'm kind of ill this week - could we say weekend/next week some time
Me: Next week sounds good. I'll give you a shout when I figure out my schedule. What's your number?
Maddy: Ok cool, { her phone number }
I made the customary icebreaker text over whatsapp..
I really didn't expect this to go anywhere, so I put it all to the side, focused on work and life and didn't nother to set anything up.
Anyway a week later...
Maddy: Hey, do you wanna go for coffee this weekend?
Me: Hey Maddy I'll be busy this weekend, but what's your schedule like next week? I'll have some days free if you're up for it
Maddy: Yeah next week is cool, I'm around Tuesday or Thursday daytime, or Friday any time.
Me: Cool, cool. Is Saturday a no go for you? If so I can do Tuesday before 2
Maddy: Yeah Saturday is cool [Lol. Glad I asked!]
Me: Awesome, let's do Saturday late afternoon/evening. I'm in {...}, wherabouts in the city are you?
Maddy: {her area}, we could meet somewhere south
Me: Sounds good to me
So basically I've relocated to London after living in Canada for the past 12 years. I was born in London and lived here till I was 11, but my knowledge of the city is limited and though I never lost my accent, I'm somewhat of an alien here (has made for some interesting experiences with locals).
Anyway with this date, I'm basically winging it.
I've sort of put the pressure on her to lead it on account of my ignorance of the local area and thought that this might hurt my chances. Regardless, I'm no stranger to handling awkward situations, so I decide to jump in and see what happens.
Logistics wise, I was hoping to bounce back to her place if all went well, and had zero back up plan.
Where I'm currently staying is off limits.
After four days Maddy responds to my Whatsapp message with...
Maddy: Hmm I dunno, I'll be in southbank during the day so like maybe around there? I'm just free from 7 is that cool
Me: Yeah that's cool, how about we meet at southwark station for 7.30. Sound good?
Maddy: Yep cool
Me: Awesome
The day of the date, I debate whether to send a confirmation text or not, and decide against it as I had sent my last text at around 12.30 midnight that day. I figured that would be sufficient.
I'd also planned to go to the southbank and have a great time whether she met me there or not as I'd been meaning to explore London anyhow.
We Meet
I get to the station at 7.25 and wait outside, keeping an eye out for a slightly built redhead. I didn't see her but had a feeling she'd show up and at about 7.30 she did.
We hug, her hug is weak and non-committal but in retrospect I think it may have been due to nervousness more than anything. We exchange pleasantries and before I can suggest somewhere to go (my idea was to explore and be spontaneous, go wherever our feet took us) she suggests we head to the southbank, by the river Thames.
As we begin our walk I ask her questions in attempt to build comfort with her.
At first she is really hard to talk to - she rushes through answers to my questions in a rambling, monotone matter-of-fact manner garnished with lot's of "..um i dunno's..", really unconfident-like. No eye-contact, looking straight ahead.
For a second I think I'm on a date with a crazy person and brace myself for the experience, but I check myself, read this as nervousness, and counter her by being warm.
It wasn't something to be frustrated by, I figured, but something to recognise and put in the effort to make her feel at ease.
I give her more of my body as we walk, and crane my neck out as a demonstration of attentiveness. I probe more, and cold read her as being artistic. I find out she wants to be a film maker. This brings her out of her shell and we begin to click. I am also artistically inclined and as of late have been getting into film alot more so I latch onto this and probe further.
While we talk films we reach the riverfront where there are various craft stalls setup and she suggests we get mulled cider, so we do.
We go and sit on a hill, as the sidewalk is busy with people, and we continue to talk - about her uni, her interests. She turns out to be quite politically active, a feminist, leftist, a reader of books, a documentary junky.
I've always had socially rebellious viewpoints, though I don't proselytize, so we connect on this quite a bit, but I'm selective and minimal about the info I give of myself and my views.
Eventually I get bored and suggest we walk.
She's taken on the role of tour guide it seems, and suggests we can stay on the south bank or cross the bridge and explore the city, explaining the virtues of each. I suggest we cross the bridge and we continue on our way.
Now given all that is emphasised on GC regarding leading, I felt that my cluelessness and her basically leading me around the city were hurting my chances as she was technically leading.
Now as I type this however, I think it counts more as investment on her part, and I still lead by way of conversation and ultimate decision making (she made suggestions, I selected them)..or she just wanted to get laid real bad.
Bar #1...
She decribes an interesting little bar to me where you can get all types of shots, and I say we should go. we get there it's crowded and small. She'd bought pizza earlier and had tomatoe sauce at the corner of her lip, so on a whim I wiped it off with my thumb and she seemed to like that fact I did this (or just found it weird, her facial expressions were so awkward and ambiguous).
I've learned from past experiences that girls seem to like little token actions like wiping food from the corner of their mouth or removing a hair stuck in their mouth, or fixing their messy bangs etc. makes them "feel like you care", as I was once told by a lover.
We order a shot each and she a rum n coke and me a stella. It's quite expensive, and I'd made up in my mind that I would not be paying solely for anything that night, go dutch or go home. She covers the costs but is scrummaging for some change so I drop a pound.
Next rounds on me.
We go out onto the patio, but all benches are taken so we hold a corner and chat.
She laments in passing about how she imagined in her mind us sitting in a pub and talking at the end of the night but instead we're on a patio standing in the cold and I tell her not to worry herself it's all good. I find this cute, it basically hinted to me that she was really invested in this night and in making a good impression, she seems like a nice girl.
A table frees up and we sit at a bench, I pat a spot beside me for her to come sit. We talk about random things I barely remember (probably the drink) but I do remember her asking me to recite a poem and instead I set up a little haiku game on the spot where I'd make up the first five syllables, her the next 7, and I the last 5 and vice versa.
Eventually I got bored again and suggested we bounce. She made a few suggestions one of which was a pub, so I went with that, instinctively it seemed like the best option.
Bar #2...
We walk the five or so minute walk over there and get carded at the door. I'm good to go but she has no ID with her so I suggest we go elsewhere.
We turn to leave and start walking away, only to have the security guard run out apologetically and let us in.
Maddy seemed intrigued by this, and made note to me that the guard really seemed to take a liking to us for some reason.
We order our drinks at the bar & I pay.
The drinks are alot cheaper here and I mention we should've just come here from the get set (I felt slightly bad about the expense she forked out for our last round).
The place is packed out, and we have trouble finding a seat, I end up leading her to the back of the venue where there is still no free seating.
I'm chilled but have no ideas as to what to do as we stand there with our drinks.
There happens to be a guy sitting at a booth with a chair pulled up beside it so Maddy suggests we sit at his table in the seating opposite him.
It's a tight squeeze but intimate with the kid sitting opposite us, and his girl who sits perpendicular to him in a chair she pulled up.
We're squeezed up on the bench, it's a tight fit. I notice her leg hanging off the side of the chair, as she sits on it half-assed and I tell her to sit on the seat properly as there's space.
Nice and close.
As we talk I start playing with her hair and massaging her scalp which she loves, I do this for a while and eventually I end up kissing her which seems to relieve her. She seemed to have been waiting all night for it.
I always break away my kissing first and I'm rather non-chalant about it, but she is eager to reinitiate kissing. I maintain control over when we kiss as I don't want to give her too much and break the spell.
The couple across from us have all since disappeared, as Maddy points out, and I mention the girl looked rather uncomfortable. She seems surprised at this comment.
After a few bouts of kissing I tell her we should get out of there and she gulps down her drink with the quickness. I found this hilarious.
I suggest we go back to hers to watch a movie and she agrees before I even finish what I'm saying.
We dip out of there and the same security guard that called us back to the pub when we were turned away, hails us up, and wishes us a good night, and I give him props in appreciation for his letting us back in earlier.
Again Maddy is perplexed at the fact that he seemed to take such a liking to us from the get set.
We catch a bus and it's a long twenty minute ride back to her area, mostly due to central London traffic.
On the bus we shoot the shit, I reminisce on my childhood in the UK and ask her about certain landmarks we pass that I remember as a child. There are many things we talk about but they escape my memory, again probably the alcohol. She has her arm around me. I caress her and have my arm around her and at some point she puts her legs over mine.
Eventually we reach our stop.
I'm bursting and need to piss bad. I'm slightly bent over, and my bladder hurts. I'm ready to piss in an alley, and could care less what she thought about it, but she suggests the McDonalds toilets and I go with that instead.
I blow past a dude in line waiting for the handicap toilet and try to get in but its occupied, I hear someone swear under their breath and realize theres a dude outside who mustve been waiting for the toilet before me LOL. I apologize and let him go on before me, then I let Maddy go and piss before me. Then I piss and we go on our way.
We get to her place, she greets her room mate who is in his bedroom fixing his computer. I'm genuinely curious about it so I ask him what happened and he mentions he spilled cologne on his laptop.
She shows me her living room, then we head to the bedroom.
Straight to Sex
I made a note to myself recently, that I would make an effort to savour the moment during my next fuck, and breathe the girl in, so that's what I set out to do.
Our clothes come off quickly and she puts up zero resistance.
Her armpits have some hair and she's a firecrotch, with a burning bush. I find this exciting, even the hair under her arms seemed to enhance the experience, it definitely was not a turn off.
I kiss her, and her body, and run my fingers all over her, then I proceed to eat her out.
She gives me a condom, and will only suck my dick with one on.
I find this strange but it's whatever, I'm a new nigga she met on Tinder so I guess it makes sense for her to take precautions (you guys got any feedback on this? condomic blowjobs suck!!).
She puts on some music (Mount Kimbie, real cool stuff) so her roommate doesn't hear and I proceed to fuck her in adapted missionary at first. She's in pain upon entry so I ease my way in, I'm a little large for her it seems. Several times throughout, she gets up to go to the bathroom. This is a pattern I've seen repeated with another girl I've fucked - anybody know why this happens?
It was taking me a while to cum, probably a mix of my masturbation habits, the alcohol, and the condom, so I ended up jerking off beside her whilst she fingered herself.
She then asked if I wanted to cum on her tits so I obliged her.
I remained hard so we went at it a few more times, until she was far too sore and though she wanted it had to tell me to get off because she was in pain.
She sat behind me and played with my back, massaging me and such, after which we chatted under her bed sheets, cuddling and holding eachother.
I had work in the afternoon and a long bus ride or two home but I was reluctant to trade the warm bed and sexy naked chick for a long, cold journey home.
I hadn't planned on staying, and assumed she'd kick me out at some point, but when she made no mention I asked her semi-jokingly when she was going to kick me out. To this she said she wouldn't as it was late.
She clearly wanted me to stay.
Eventually at like 3am I tell her I've got to go, and she tells me she thought I was staying the night. I admitted that I did make it look that way but I had to get going.
She walked me to the door I opened it, close it, kiss her passionately, tell her we should do it again and head out into the night.
The next day I text her:
"Hey Maddy, I had a great time with you last night. Let's do it again soon
and she replies...
I hit her up on Thursday to set up a meet this weekend, but she's away on holiday, so I aim to set something up when she returns and fuck her even better. In the meantime I'm focused on work, my hobbies and hitting up more bitches.
My Questions to Y'all...
What were your general thoughts on this lay? What did I do well? What did I do poorly? What stuck out to you?
How can I make sex more fun for myself? I found myself getting bored mentally during that last fuck, I want to be more passionate.
Maddy and another girl mentioned to me while we fucked, that they want me to talk to them and especially while they cum. I typically fuck silently but no longer want to. It's my mission in life to live a wholely passionate life, and a large part of that includes pleasuring women. How do I talk dirty with women in a way that enhances the experience and contributes to powerful orgasms?
And lastly, how can I improve my writing to make for a more pleasurable read?
Topcat
