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I figured I'd write up a report that happened a couple days ago. It is pretty standard but the girl was pretty hot.
I'm in Mexico in a touristy city that's not too large. I just got in, set my stuff down at my place, and walked to the town. I always feel like I should research my destinations more before I go to them. Walking and wandering can sometimes produce wonderful times but it can also leave you feeling lost and tired.
I was walking toward the olden city square at around 9pm at night. Dark with lantern lights. Interesting vibe. Wednesday. Taking it in. I was hungry.
I investigated a couple spots and decided upon one that had good reviews on Google and looked well priced as well as good and clean. I walked in and had my choice of where to sit as you do in these places, and there were a few empty tables. I looked to my left and saw two hot, young girls talking enthusiastically to each other and chose the table nearest to them. It was next to them but not too close so it was fine. My goal, from the beginning, was to talk to them. Whether that meant having sex with one of them as I ended up doing or simply befriending them to go on adventures with, I was fine with either.
I sat down and chilled. They were waiting on their food I surmised and weren't going anywhere and they talked and talked and I could not for the life of me figure out what they were speaking. Argentinian Spanish? I realized it was something middle eastern and I came to the conclusion they were Israeli. Hmmm. I let them talk.
I engaged smiles with my waitress and waited on drinks and food, chilling, soaking everything in. I made slight, very slight, eye contact with the one who was doing most of the talking about 2 or 3 times but didn't say anything. I wasn't afraid to but they were just engaged in such conversation that I knew I had time and figured I'd wait for the right moment.
A little while later I was eating my food and looked over and the girl I'd initially met eyes with was just absolutely staring at me. Not in a lustful way or a weird way, just with an intense stare to begin the interaction. I smiled and said hi and we began to talk. She said something about how she was wondering if I was going to talk to them, and I said I was thinking about it but you all were in some intense conversation that I didn't want to interrupt. They laughed at that. I asked them if they were Israeli and they said they were. They were both in between being in the military and coming back home. It's pretty common for the girls to do a trip like that. They'd been traveling for a good bit and were both heading home in a couple months, one to work and one to go to some sort of master's program.
The girl who stared at me initially was doing most of the talking. The other girl who was closest to me, little, very pretty, black hair, was shier and not taking as much but still engaging. But the way she was looking at me - wide eyes, mouth slightly parted, nervous but intrigued... Sometimes you just know. I just knew that this girl was into me the way she was looking at me and I just knew I was probably going to fuck her if logistics allowed. When I'd talked I'd go back and forth between looking and both when speaking, and when I looked at that girl I'd seemingly double down with my eye contact, piercing her and smiling, knowing it made her shy but she was loving it.
We were all just talking about our travels and regular stuff. Nothing sexual, but there was some teasing through all of it and the conversation was not boring in the slightest. All of us were talking a good bit and feeding off each other's energy and that was fun. We all easily could have become three travel buddies, but the sexual dynamic between me and honestly both of them made it more than platonic. These girls were genuinely cool though. And they were direct. We vibed with eachother. Israelis, as I'm sure many of you have seen, are really different. They're extremely direct, aggressive, not timid. All of both the women and the men have to go to the military for two years I believe, and their society and culture is just different.
We were all kind of finishing up eating around the same time even though they didn't really like their food and were more so staying to talk to me and I proposed we all go drink. There's a particular liquor that's famous around here and so I proposed we go to a bar. They'd been in the city for a bit already and I encouraged them to take the lead on showing me where might be cool, because I'd heard there were a lot of really cool bars and was honestly interested. We walked and explored, making regular conversation. Occasionally they'd talk in Hebrew and I wouldn't understand shit and commented on that and how it's their own secret language. I didn't make any jokes about how they could be talking about me or something but it was slightly implied. They were also impressed by my Spanish.
We went up to a rooftop and decided it was a little too boring, the initial girl storming in, looking around as if she owned the place, and then we all jointly decided it wasn't what we were looking for, so we went back down on the street and found a dark bar with some music going on to sit at. The music stopped and people left after we arrived which was fine with me.
We were all sitting around a small, circular wooden table and the waiter brought us our drinks. Now, there hadn't been anything exchanged sexually directly but by the way me and the brunette girl had been looking at each other the tension was established. I had tried to tease with her a little bit more throughout our time together so far but I didn't go too far. When there's already good attraction established you don't want to mess it up.
As we talked, I found out that the more aggressive girl had a boyfriend of three years and that they were 21 and 22, my girl being 22. I asked her about how her boyfriend feels about her traveling around Latin America with her friend, implying it was a little scandalous and saying how I"d heard that Israelis were jealous, and she said it was fine. I then started asking her more conversations off of that about her relationship, kind of wondering if there was any open relationship element to their relationship. She said that monogamy was for her. The other girl definitively did not have a boyfriend, I made her confirm. To be honest, the conversation was good but it wasn't particularly raunchy. As we talked more I realized that I had to claim my girl in a way, make it so that we could separate from her friend. I did want to take a shot at the threesome but I figured I'd create something with my girl first and then see if the tension of that made the more dominant one bite on any of that energy. I leaned my leg against my girl under the table and she didn't reciprocate in any way but also didn't pull back, and so I talked and smiled as we all chatted. She said significantly less than her friend.
As we were talking and there was a lull, I began talking more and while I was doing it I turned to my girl and but the back of my hand against her cheek, running my hand down a strand of her hair and saying, "I love your hair by the way." I felt like I had to give some more clear interest. She said thank you but didn't really smile much or anything. She was just receptive. Compliant. She wasn't giving me anything aside from the obvious interest in her areas and she wasn't testing much of anything either. Though they could've had little tests on me which I'd been passing without even being aware of it. I am truly sometimes oblivious.
Within 2 minutes of me touching her hair, the two girls went to the bathroom. After they came back I went to the bathroom shortly afterwards and then came back. We were finishing our drinks and I said that we should go check out a different bar down towards where I was staying, about a 10 minute walk a different direction. I still had threesome aspirations. The more dominant girl said that she had to go to bed but that the two of us should go.
Ah, if you insist.
I took the initiative to walk from the table to the bar and pay for our drinks and then came back. I asked them if they were ready to go and the more dominant girl (let's just call her Rosy and the girl I smashed Lizzie), so, Rosy, said that I didn't have to pay for her drink and could have just paid for Lizzie's. I said it was fine and smiled.
As we walked out Lizzie said that we had to walk her back to her place before we left her and so we did and said goodbye. Love a good wingwoman.
Now it was just Lizzie and I, standing in the dimly lit street outside her hostel. It was really quieting down, we could tell. I proposed that we go grab another drink that's in a different section of town more by my place. We walked and talked and Lizzie kind of came alive, talking about deep topics, ranging from how people choose to spend their lives to a little bit of politics, though lightly, as I think she didn't want to risk her chance and I didn't want to save the wrong thing either. I talked her how she was so much more talkative and teased her how she was more shy before and she said something about how she prefers to socialize on one. She also got a little more testing with me too as the two of us were alone, pressing me on explaining deeper some of the things I said during the more philosophical, way of life type conversation we had, as if calling me out for saying bullshit. I felt confident in my replies and smiled and responded slowly and that was sufficient.
As we were walking more towards my place everything was looking dead, and she kind of implied that she didn't really need to drink anymore, and so I told her I'd show her my place. That it was cool and kind of themed by the city. Plausible deniability, as if I needed any. It was a cool, themed type spot though and so I hyped it up kind of excitedly.
We arrived and went inside. I showed her around a bit, got her a little water, and she seemed to hesitant a bit, waiting to led harder it felt like. Waiting to see what I was made of. I directed her upstairs and at the top of the stairs was my bedroom and we walked in. I showed it to her, saying yep, this is it, and then turned myself to face her directly and began to kiss her. She kissed me back, well but not too strongly. I kept kissing her, planning to escalate, and she said "Wait you have to show me the rest of the house."
Now you have two options in these situations, where you're about to escalate and the girl makes a comment on your excuse for plausible deniability - whether it's put on music, watch more of the movie, show the rest of the house, whatever. Most people will tell you that you should just go all in on the escalation and say "Fuck that." And I think that's the right move sometimes but not all the time. It really depends upon the energy, and in that moment it was not as if some massive sexual tension was bursting. So I said, Oh, yes, you're right. So we walked up, and I gave her a bit more of a tour for about 60 seconds, saying yep, this is it. And then I turned towards her, smoothly but strongly, and went right back into making out and escalating.
No resistance. No friction. This chick absolutely came alive. We went back to the bed and she began ripping off my clothes, less interested in hers, making out with me so strongly, truly with force of her body into mine. She took off my shirt and began kissing, even biting, strongly, my stomach, sitting herself down on the edge of the bed and taking off my pants as she grabbed my back and pulled me as close to her as she could. She unzipped my tight pants, pulled them down, me helping her a bit, and I was rock hard as she forced all of my cock into her.
I'll save you all from the fifty shades of grey type details but this girl absolutely came alive. So much for being shy.
We had aggressive sex twice, the first time with a condom and the second time raw which isn't' the smartest thing, but a thing I do almost every time nonetheless.
We had a great time and I walked her home and the end. She was really cool and we honestly got along great, talking about Israel and the war and other things more deeply afterwards, and we kissed goodbye. She's gone to another country now and I didn't see her again. Maybe in Tel Aviv...
Keys to the lay:
Be confident in your instincts if you think someone is attracted.
You don't need to be talking about sexual stuff to make the interactions progress.
Be cool with both girls in a way that makes you enjoyable to be around as well as attractive (present yourself well, fundamentals are key) and you can find yourself a great wingwoman.
Don't tease too hard if you don't need it and risk messing things up.
Sometimes you do need to show your intentions more directly to make things match up (like when I caressed her hair and face for her friend to see.)
Don't be too needy on the 1 yard line. But once you commit to escalating, then you need to commit.
I'm in Mexico in a touristy city that's not too large. I just got in, set my stuff down at my place, and walked to the town. I always feel like I should research my destinations more before I go to them. Walking and wandering can sometimes produce wonderful times but it can also leave you feeling lost and tired.
I was walking toward the olden city square at around 9pm at night. Dark with lantern lights. Interesting vibe. Wednesday. Taking it in. I was hungry.
I investigated a couple spots and decided upon one that had good reviews on Google and looked well priced as well as good and clean. I walked in and had my choice of where to sit as you do in these places, and there were a few empty tables. I looked to my left and saw two hot, young girls talking enthusiastically to each other and chose the table nearest to them. It was next to them but not too close so it was fine. My goal, from the beginning, was to talk to them. Whether that meant having sex with one of them as I ended up doing or simply befriending them to go on adventures with, I was fine with either.
I sat down and chilled. They were waiting on their food I surmised and weren't going anywhere and they talked and talked and I could not for the life of me figure out what they were speaking. Argentinian Spanish? I realized it was something middle eastern and I came to the conclusion they were Israeli. Hmmm. I let them talk.
I engaged smiles with my waitress and waited on drinks and food, chilling, soaking everything in. I made slight, very slight, eye contact with the one who was doing most of the talking about 2 or 3 times but didn't say anything. I wasn't afraid to but they were just engaged in such conversation that I knew I had time and figured I'd wait for the right moment.
A little while later I was eating my food and looked over and the girl I'd initially met eyes with was just absolutely staring at me. Not in a lustful way or a weird way, just with an intense stare to begin the interaction. I smiled and said hi and we began to talk. She said something about how she was wondering if I was going to talk to them, and I said I was thinking about it but you all were in some intense conversation that I didn't want to interrupt. They laughed at that. I asked them if they were Israeli and they said they were. They were both in between being in the military and coming back home. It's pretty common for the girls to do a trip like that. They'd been traveling for a good bit and were both heading home in a couple months, one to work and one to go to some sort of master's program.
The girl who stared at me initially was doing most of the talking. The other girl who was closest to me, little, very pretty, black hair, was shier and not taking as much but still engaging. But the way she was looking at me - wide eyes, mouth slightly parted, nervous but intrigued... Sometimes you just know. I just knew that this girl was into me the way she was looking at me and I just knew I was probably going to fuck her if logistics allowed. When I'd talked I'd go back and forth between looking and both when speaking, and when I looked at that girl I'd seemingly double down with my eye contact, piercing her and smiling, knowing it made her shy but she was loving it.
We were all just talking about our travels and regular stuff. Nothing sexual, but there was some teasing through all of it and the conversation was not boring in the slightest. All of us were talking a good bit and feeding off each other's energy and that was fun. We all easily could have become three travel buddies, but the sexual dynamic between me and honestly both of them made it more than platonic. These girls were genuinely cool though. And they were direct. We vibed with eachother. Israelis, as I'm sure many of you have seen, are really different. They're extremely direct, aggressive, not timid. All of both the women and the men have to go to the military for two years I believe, and their society and culture is just different.
We were all kind of finishing up eating around the same time even though they didn't really like their food and were more so staying to talk to me and I proposed we all go drink. There's a particular liquor that's famous around here and so I proposed we go to a bar. They'd been in the city for a bit already and I encouraged them to take the lead on showing me where might be cool, because I'd heard there were a lot of really cool bars and was honestly interested. We walked and explored, making regular conversation. Occasionally they'd talk in Hebrew and I wouldn't understand shit and commented on that and how it's their own secret language. I didn't make any jokes about how they could be talking about me or something but it was slightly implied. They were also impressed by my Spanish.
We went up to a rooftop and decided it was a little too boring, the initial girl storming in, looking around as if she owned the place, and then we all jointly decided it wasn't what we were looking for, so we went back down on the street and found a dark bar with some music going on to sit at. The music stopped and people left after we arrived which was fine with me.
We were all sitting around a small, circular wooden table and the waiter brought us our drinks. Now, there hadn't been anything exchanged sexually directly but by the way me and the brunette girl had been looking at each other the tension was established. I had tried to tease with her a little bit more throughout our time together so far but I didn't go too far. When there's already good attraction established you don't want to mess it up.
As we talked, I found out that the more aggressive girl had a boyfriend of three years and that they were 21 and 22, my girl being 22. I asked her about how her boyfriend feels about her traveling around Latin America with her friend, implying it was a little scandalous and saying how I"d heard that Israelis were jealous, and she said it was fine. I then started asking her more conversations off of that about her relationship, kind of wondering if there was any open relationship element to their relationship. She said that monogamy was for her. The other girl definitively did not have a boyfriend, I made her confirm. To be honest, the conversation was good but it wasn't particularly raunchy. As we talked more I realized that I had to claim my girl in a way, make it so that we could separate from her friend. I did want to take a shot at the threesome but I figured I'd create something with my girl first and then see if the tension of that made the more dominant one bite on any of that energy. I leaned my leg against my girl under the table and she didn't reciprocate in any way but also didn't pull back, and so I talked and smiled as we all chatted. She said significantly less than her friend.
As we were talking and there was a lull, I began talking more and while I was doing it I turned to my girl and but the back of my hand against her cheek, running my hand down a strand of her hair and saying, "I love your hair by the way." I felt like I had to give some more clear interest. She said thank you but didn't really smile much or anything. She was just receptive. Compliant. She wasn't giving me anything aside from the obvious interest in her areas and she wasn't testing much of anything either. Though they could've had little tests on me which I'd been passing without even being aware of it. I am truly sometimes oblivious.
Within 2 minutes of me touching her hair, the two girls went to the bathroom. After they came back I went to the bathroom shortly afterwards and then came back. We were finishing our drinks and I said that we should go check out a different bar down towards where I was staying, about a 10 minute walk a different direction. I still had threesome aspirations. The more dominant girl said that she had to go to bed but that the two of us should go.
Ah, if you insist.
I took the initiative to walk from the table to the bar and pay for our drinks and then came back. I asked them if they were ready to go and the more dominant girl (let's just call her Rosy and the girl I smashed Lizzie), so, Rosy, said that I didn't have to pay for her drink and could have just paid for Lizzie's. I said it was fine and smiled.
As we walked out Lizzie said that we had to walk her back to her place before we left her and so we did and said goodbye. Love a good wingwoman.
Now it was just Lizzie and I, standing in the dimly lit street outside her hostel. It was really quieting down, we could tell. I proposed that we go grab another drink that's in a different section of town more by my place. We walked and talked and Lizzie kind of came alive, talking about deep topics, ranging from how people choose to spend their lives to a little bit of politics, though lightly, as I think she didn't want to risk her chance and I didn't want to save the wrong thing either. I talked her how she was so much more talkative and teased her how she was more shy before and she said something about how she prefers to socialize on one. She also got a little more testing with me too as the two of us were alone, pressing me on explaining deeper some of the things I said during the more philosophical, way of life type conversation we had, as if calling me out for saying bullshit. I felt confident in my replies and smiled and responded slowly and that was sufficient.
As we were walking more towards my place everything was looking dead, and she kind of implied that she didn't really need to drink anymore, and so I told her I'd show her my place. That it was cool and kind of themed by the city. Plausible deniability, as if I needed any. It was a cool, themed type spot though and so I hyped it up kind of excitedly.
We arrived and went inside. I showed her around a bit, got her a little water, and she seemed to hesitant a bit, waiting to led harder it felt like. Waiting to see what I was made of. I directed her upstairs and at the top of the stairs was my bedroom and we walked in. I showed it to her, saying yep, this is it, and then turned myself to face her directly and began to kiss her. She kissed me back, well but not too strongly. I kept kissing her, planning to escalate, and she said "Wait you have to show me the rest of the house."
Now you have two options in these situations, where you're about to escalate and the girl makes a comment on your excuse for plausible deniability - whether it's put on music, watch more of the movie, show the rest of the house, whatever. Most people will tell you that you should just go all in on the escalation and say "Fuck that." And I think that's the right move sometimes but not all the time. It really depends upon the energy, and in that moment it was not as if some massive sexual tension was bursting. So I said, Oh, yes, you're right. So we walked up, and I gave her a bit more of a tour for about 60 seconds, saying yep, this is it. And then I turned towards her, smoothly but strongly, and went right back into making out and escalating.
No resistance. No friction. This chick absolutely came alive. We went back to the bed and she began ripping off my clothes, less interested in hers, making out with me so strongly, truly with force of her body into mine. She took off my shirt and began kissing, even biting, strongly, my stomach, sitting herself down on the edge of the bed and taking off my pants as she grabbed my back and pulled me as close to her as she could. She unzipped my tight pants, pulled them down, me helping her a bit, and I was rock hard as she forced all of my cock into her.
I'll save you all from the fifty shades of grey type details but this girl absolutely came alive. So much for being shy.
We had aggressive sex twice, the first time with a condom and the second time raw which isn't' the smartest thing, but a thing I do almost every time nonetheless.
We had a great time and I walked her home and the end. She was really cool and we honestly got along great, talking about Israel and the war and other things more deeply afterwards, and we kissed goodbye. She's gone to another country now and I didn't see her again. Maybe in Tel Aviv...
Keys to the lay:
Be confident in your instincts if you think someone is attracted.
You don't need to be talking about sexual stuff to make the interactions progress.
Be cool with both girls in a way that makes you enjoyable to be around as well as attractive (present yourself well, fundamentals are key) and you can find yourself a great wingwoman.
Don't tease too hard if you don't need it and risk messing things up.
Sometimes you do need to show your intentions more directly to make things match up (like when I caressed her hair and face for her friend to see.)
Don't be too needy on the 1 yard line. But once you commit to escalating, then you need to commit.
