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Hey gents,
Recently, I've been rolling with a fellow yank - which I've found a pretty rare find, considering I can count the amount of Americans I've met here in Oz on my two hands. This guy in particular also happens to be gifted with stupidly good looks. As anyone may expect, one of the side effects of his looks: he's terrible at starting conversations with girls, but chicks will open for him, and all he needs is decent conversation and to invite them home. His name is Ben.
We're grabbing some delicious teriyaki chicken with rice in the city yesterday, when we bump into some Korean chick he slept with and other friends of hers. We all get into conversation together, and I chat up the girl on the right. Just basic flirty get-to-know-ya conversation. The one he slept with is a cute dyed-blonde hair chick with a visible edge, and the girl to her right was a brunette with a bubbly Asian personality (there was a girl on the left, but she was so quiet, she won't really get mentioned in this report). The rapport goes quite well, and we end the conversation on a high point. We bid our farewell's and make haste toward Ben's music area.
We pretty much play music most of the night, so the next day I tell Ben I need to go rest up, and I'll catch up with his ass later. I end up running a few errands that needed to get done and start thinking in general about the upcoming year and what I hope to accomplish. When I get back to my house, I start reading up on an article about achieving goals and Chase's guide on time efficiency.
At about 5 p.m., Ben calls:
Welp, guess I need to get my ass in gear. A bit nervous in the stomach, I swing over to the beach (which happens to be right next to my house :,D ), and meet up with Ben and the couple of Korean chicks. I find it odd that Ben and the ladies aren't really giving each other much attention - I don't even know if these are the same Korean chicks from yesterday. It's a ragin' 107 F outside, so I put my necklace and house keys in the girl's bag, and Ben and I jog into the ocean to cool off with the chicks following.
There was not a whole lot of interaction between the girls and us - some splashing each other here and there, some flirting. I really have no idea if this is going to lead anywhere.
Ben's just like "dude, there are so many girls on this beach. Fuck these girls let's go talk to those ones." Rule #1 in our friendship seems to be: Ben points out the girls, and Nick starts the conversation with them. We chat these Swedish birds that are quite cute and giving us some interest, but there's some transition point, and for some reason I bitch out and leave. Anyway, don't matter, we got what we needed: pre-selection.
We get out of the ocean and back onto the warm sand, and Ben's asking how were we going to get the ladies back to ours? The ladies return some 20 minutes later, and they mention that they're hungry.
I tell the ladies that we're flat broke, and that if they pay for our meal, we'll provide them with alcohol. They ask "how will you pay for alcohol if you're broke?", and I say "well, this is alcohol that I bought when I wasn't broke" (which makes it abundantly clear that we're not going to a bar to drink). They laugh, but don't say yes or no. So Ben and I take the lead and start walking to Subway.
I start trying build rapport with the girl I'm focusing on, and we get a little through, but it gets awkward so we start walking with Ben and his girl again. Usually when rapport is fucked like that, it doesn't end in the bedroom. Either way, I needed to grab my jewelery and house keys back, so I ask my girl to kindly pass 'em to me. She searches her purse, finds my necklace and hands it to me. She grabs my house keys, looks at the other girl, and then just drops it back into her bag and they start giggling. Whoa. The invitation is real as fuck.
We walk our way to my house, and you could see the girls are a bit hesitant to pass the white gate and into my house; this is when you need to be assumptive and fun. I said something, but to be honest, I don't remember what.
On arrival, things are tense in my room. I'm getting flashbacks to "FR++: Fivesome?" from my journal.
It's just boiling in my room. A thermometer may have read over 110 F, so everybody's drinking a lot of water...and sweating. 30-45 minutes have passed by, and I'm slowly escalating the touch on my girl, and somehow maneuvering everybody on to my bed (no excuses, everybody needs King size for situations like these). Ben is with the girl he already knew, and they're in charge of music. Even though those two have fucked before, Ben's not making a move on her. I'm like, well, guess I need to make the plunge!
I start placing my hands all over my girl's body, moving it up and down her legs, up her stomach, pass the mounds of her breasts. She's sweating, and it's turning me on unbelievably. Then I kiss her on the cheek a few times, and eventually turn her face to my lips. She's just giggling and accepting my advances. I calm the passion a bit, and repeat. There's this weird mix between Korean music and Tupac in the background as Ben and his girl are going back and forth on YouTube. 15 minutes into this Ben turns off the light - yes, my nigga!
Nobody can see a single thing, but I do feel my girl get on top of me; she whispers in my ear "our secret?", and I whisper back "our secret". She now starts kissing me this time, and I throw her body back down on my side. I start rubbing my fingers near her pussy, and as soon as she's about to pull my hand back, I move it back up her body. I start feeling her body once more to build up comfort. This time when I drift my hands on her pussy, I slip a finger into her, and holy fuck, she is tight!
Look, if you've never done it, there's something kind of exciting about escalating with other people around.
I look at Ben and the other girl and they've already started fucking, so I wait a couple minutes and finally go inside my girl. I literally forget there are other people in the room and go to town.
Happy days for all! We look at the clock and it's nearing 11:30 p.m. (for real, how did it get so late? we all met at 6 p.m.). So we get dressed once more, and my girl turns to me and exhaustively says "chico, can you grab my water?" that's when I realize "hey, wait a second. You don't remember my name, hey chica?", she starts laughing really hard and doesn't say anything. Nice, so: fuck a girl who doesn't know my name? That one's checked.
;P
~Nick
Recently, I've been rolling with a fellow yank - which I've found a pretty rare find, considering I can count the amount of Americans I've met here in Oz on my two hands. This guy in particular also happens to be gifted with stupidly good looks. As anyone may expect, one of the side effects of his looks: he's terrible at starting conversations with girls, but chicks will open for him, and all he needs is decent conversation and to invite them home. His name is Ben.
We're grabbing some delicious teriyaki chicken with rice in the city yesterday, when we bump into some Korean chick he slept with and other friends of hers. We all get into conversation together, and I chat up the girl on the right. Just basic flirty get-to-know-ya conversation. The one he slept with is a cute dyed-blonde hair chick with a visible edge, and the girl to her right was a brunette with a bubbly Asian personality (there was a girl on the left, but she was so quiet, she won't really get mentioned in this report). The rapport goes quite well, and we end the conversation on a high point. We bid our farewell's and make haste toward Ben's music area.
We pretty much play music most of the night, so the next day I tell Ben I need to go rest up, and I'll catch up with his ass later. I end up running a few errands that needed to get done and start thinking in general about the upcoming year and what I hope to accomplish. When I get back to my house, I start reading up on an article about achieving goals and Chase's guide on time efficiency.
At about 5 p.m., Ben calls:
Welp, guess I need to get my ass in gear. A bit nervous in the stomach, I swing over to the beach (which happens to be right next to my house :,D ), and meet up with Ben and the couple of Korean chicks. I find it odd that Ben and the ladies aren't really giving each other much attention - I don't even know if these are the same Korean chicks from yesterday. It's a ragin' 107 F outside, so I put my necklace and house keys in the girl's bag, and Ben and I jog into the ocean to cool off with the chicks following.
There was not a whole lot of interaction between the girls and us - some splashing each other here and there, some flirting. I really have no idea if this is going to lead anywhere.
Ben's just like "dude, there are so many girls on this beach. Fuck these girls let's go talk to those ones." Rule #1 in our friendship seems to be: Ben points out the girls, and Nick starts the conversation with them. We chat these Swedish birds that are quite cute and giving us some interest, but there's some transition point, and for some reason I bitch out and leave. Anyway, don't matter, we got what we needed: pre-selection.
We get out of the ocean and back onto the warm sand, and Ben's asking how were we going to get the ladies back to ours? The ladies return some 20 minutes later, and they mention that they're hungry.
I tell the ladies that we're flat broke, and that if they pay for our meal, we'll provide them with alcohol. They ask "how will you pay for alcohol if you're broke?", and I say "well, this is alcohol that I bought when I wasn't broke" (which makes it abundantly clear that we're not going to a bar to drink). They laugh, but don't say yes or no. So Ben and I take the lead and start walking to Subway.
I start trying build rapport with the girl I'm focusing on, and we get a little through, but it gets awkward so we start walking with Ben and his girl again. Usually when rapport is fucked like that, it doesn't end in the bedroom. Either way, I needed to grab my jewelery and house keys back, so I ask my girl to kindly pass 'em to me. She searches her purse, finds my necklace and hands it to me. She grabs my house keys, looks at the other girl, and then just drops it back into her bag and they start giggling. Whoa. The invitation is real as fuck.
We walk our way to my house, and you could see the girls are a bit hesitant to pass the white gate and into my house; this is when you need to be assumptive and fun. I said something, but to be honest, I don't remember what.
On arrival, things are tense in my room. I'm getting flashbacks to "FR++: Fivesome?" from my journal.
It's just boiling in my room. A thermometer may have read over 110 F, so everybody's drinking a lot of water...and sweating. 30-45 minutes have passed by, and I'm slowly escalating the touch on my girl, and somehow maneuvering everybody on to my bed (no excuses, everybody needs King size for situations like these). Ben is with the girl he already knew, and they're in charge of music. Even though those two have fucked before, Ben's not making a move on her. I'm like, well, guess I need to make the plunge!
I start placing my hands all over my girl's body, moving it up and down her legs, up her stomach, pass the mounds of her breasts. She's sweating, and it's turning me on unbelievably. Then I kiss her on the cheek a few times, and eventually turn her face to my lips. She's just giggling and accepting my advances. I calm the passion a bit, and repeat. There's this weird mix between Korean music and Tupac in the background as Ben and his girl are going back and forth on YouTube. 15 minutes into this Ben turns off the light - yes, my nigga!
Nobody can see a single thing, but I do feel my girl get on top of me; she whispers in my ear "our secret?", and I whisper back "our secret". She now starts kissing me this time, and I throw her body back down on my side. I start rubbing my fingers near her pussy, and as soon as she's about to pull my hand back, I move it back up her body. I start feeling her body once more to build up comfort. This time when I drift my hands on her pussy, I slip a finger into her, and holy fuck, she is tight!
Look, if you've never done it, there's something kind of exciting about escalating with other people around.
I look at Ben and the other girl and they've already started fucking, so I wait a couple minutes and finally go inside my girl. I literally forget there are other people in the room and go to town.
Happy days for all! We look at the clock and it's nearing 11:30 p.m. (for real, how did it get so late? we all met at 6 p.m.). So we get dressed once more, and my girl turns to me and exhaustively says "chico, can you grab my water?" that's when I realize "hey, wait a second. You don't remember my name, hey chica?", she starts laughing really hard and doesn't say anything. Nice, so: fuck a girl who doesn't know my name? That one's checked.
;P
~Nick
