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Last night (Friday) I had such a great expirience where everything I learned here finally came together, with the caveat the meet was online, not cold approach but hey. Moving fast, teasing, qualifying, cold reading, touching, escalating, handling objections... It couldn't have happened without all y'all and the knowledge you share here, so I'm feeling lots of love for you horny bastards right now. While I have laid girls before with bits and pieces of what I leaned here, this one feels like my first proper seduction girlschase style, and it's my first SDL (apart from one many years ago, but it basically fell in my lap, so I don't count it).
So, let's get into it.
I've started doing online about a month ago, and while things are moving forward it's slow and erratic, as online generally is. This week I had a date with a diferent girl literally every weekday, and while all the dates were nice, still no lay. Yesterday evening I was at home, after a long week, and I get a notification I have a new match on tinder. While my usual policy is not to swipe right on girls that don't have pictures that show both their face and body clearly, this seem to have been an exception, as this girl didn't really show her face from close enought to see. I supposed I liked the vibe of her pictures.
I send her the first message: she had only the first two letters of her name posted, so I guess the full name. She responds as follows:
"Yes.
I thought you looked familiar, and I couldn't remember where I know you from, but now I do.
Law School?"
I'm like, "the hell". I say yes, and then she goes
"Yeah, you used to be the boyfriend of my friend's friend? I was with X since school, if you remember, the we got married, had kids and now divorced [embarrassed emoji]"
And then it hits me. This is a girl that I would occasionly end up at parties or hang outs with in groups, because we had mutual friends through my ex. I haven't seen her in over a decade, but I for sure remember her as I found her hot as all fuck, one of the most beautiful faces I've ever seen. But, since I was in an LTR and she was too, we never really interacted much. I knew she got married to the guy and had kids via some social posts here and there, but had no idea she divorced (apparently kind of recently). And whenever I would see something on social media about her thought the years I'd have that "Damn she was a hottie" thought.
So we chat a bit about how funny it was to run into each onther on tinder, and the vibe's good. So very quickly I go
"So, did you match with me just to figure out where you know me from, or should I take this as a sign to invite you for a drink?"
"Well, I would have swiped you left if I thought you were someone I knew who wasn't attractive lol. You looked handsome and familliar
A mystery"
"Ok, all clear. Wanna grab a drink?
You know, I'm lounging at home after a really long week, trying to get myself to bring some order to the place, but if you're free tonight I'd happily run away from household chores. If not, let me know how's your schedule in the next few days"
"Haha, sure. This is my free weekend, my only plan is netflix for tonight so let's do it"
I ask here what neighbourhood she's in. She says my own lol. I name 3 cool bars, and tell her to pick whatever's closest to her, and she does.
At this point, I'm thinking that this kind of momentum needs to be taken advantage of. We have this whole series of coincidences (matching while knowing each other, living in the same hood, both being free tonight, etc) that make a great forward moving story. Also, this gal is recently divorced, is probably going on dates with lame guys from tinder, is probably tired from all the logistics of sharing kids, living alone again, etc. She needs a lovely evening with a cool guy. I also am horny as fuck from all the non-closed dates, and I've had a thing for this girl for ages. It's time to make this happen! It was all on me, a call from the gods to use all my charm. I could feel the spirit of this forum whispering "Use the force" in my ear.
I first thought to dress kind of casually, but then, no, fuck it, I'm gearing for war. She needs to know I mean business the moment she sees me. So I go for my deep red shirt that always get compliments, gray jeans, black stan smiths, and a black harrington jacket.
We meet up at the bar (she immidatly comments on my shirt). This girl looks the same as she did over 10 years ago. Some small traces of time on her face, but the years and motherhood haven't touched her besides that. Tall, slender, full lips, green eyes, long blond hair...
The waiter comes to take our order, and I order a type of amaro that's very popular in my country and they didn't have it. I make a face, and the waiter starts apologising (it was kind of like ordering beer at a bar and hearing "we don't serve beer"). I mention this because it will be relevant later.
So I order a neat whiskey and she has a flavoured beer. We sit opposite each other, chat and it's fun. I made a mental note to emphasise the narrative of "fate bringing us thogether after all these years like this haha". I mean, it's not even a gimmick, it does feel a little fatey even to me. My biggest issue right now is introducing sex talk, so there wasn't any of that, but I'm good at eye contact, bubble-making and all that jazz so it compensates. I made sure to have a couple of times to talk very sensualy with vivid sensory expression about some things, like dancing. When I do I get a bit of the dinner bowl look from her.
We finish our drinks and I say we should order another round and she goes
"You know, I'd have an amaro now, if they had it"
"Then let's go somewhere where they'll have it."
"Yeah, we should".
Boom, hello second venue.
I suggest we walk to a nearby street that has three bars next to each other, so we do, and go in one. Oh look, a free table in the poorly-lighted corner that has a low couch for two. Thank you, gods of love.
We sit next to each other on the couch, get drinks and keep talking. Now that we're next to each other, I start with the touches. Forearm, elbow and so on, more and more. She had torn jeans on, so after a bit I started touching her bare knee when emphesising points in conversations. She's enjoying it.
We keep talking, I steer the conversation to tinder expiriences a lot beacuse a) it usually gave openings to talk about male-female dynamics where I could demonstrate deep knowledge of it, and b) it would keep us on the "fate narrative" .
At one point I ask her to say how would she get out of a bad date, and then turned that into a roleplay. She goes:
"I'm usually quite direct"
"Ok so, show me. No, wait, let me talk like some lame dude to get you in the mood... So! You should totally see my car..." I go into a rant about cars and she starts laughing like crazy and then bursts out "I need to go, I'm travelling to Greece tomorrow"
This gets me laughing, but it was great because it got us to talk about travel, which is always good (I also got to talk about my surf trips, and then talk sensualy about the feeling of surfing), and also "gotta go to Greece" became an injoke between us I would use to tease her later.
After a while there was a pause in the talking, we were sitting close to each other and I started laying on eye contact. I feel like we're moving towards a kiss and think "I'll let the tension build for a few more seconds and then kiss her" and as I'm thinking about this she leans forward and kisses me lol. We proceed to make out like a pair of horny teenagers. Like it was getting super hot. I tell her I want to take this somewhere more private, she sort of hesitent but isn't, really. We make out a bit more, finish our drinks and get out of the place. I'm thinking we can start walking and we'll end up either in hers or mine, but it's pouring rain outside. I say I'll call an uber and we can go to my place.
She says "Okay. But no sex!" I laugh and tell her "Hey, we're not doing anything that's not OK for you. Or for me, for that matter"
She says "Alright then".
As it's Friday night, the uber is slow to come. We move a bit away from the bar to a spot near the street where the car will come, that's covered from the rain. It was a very private spot so we get to making out . I slam her against a wall and she's supper into it. Remembering Chase's "escalate the pussy" I put my leg between hers and press on her croch and she starts gridning on my leg. This lasts for 10 minutes or so.
Uber comes and takes us to my place. I pour us a glass of wine each, sit her on the couch and put some music on. We get to making out quickly and I start escalating. It goes smoothily, and at one point we're both completely naked, my dick's an inch from her pussy and she goes "Nooo seeexxx.." I go ok, and keep on kissing and touching and all that. After a bit I slow down, and lie next to her, gently carresing her and we talk a bit. I say how I don't take lightly the fact we met up that night trough so many coicidences. I also say that the moment she says no to something I'm doing I'll stop, I won't get angry or anything lame like that. I start to escalate again, but not too much, and then back down again. And then I do it again. And the third time we're lying so that the tip of penis is resting on her pussy. I kept it there for what seemed like an eternity (five minutes) whithout trying to get it in, to give her a chance to say no. She just keeps moaning and is very much enjoying herslef. At some point I start to slowly enter her, milimiter my milimiter, in and out. She just keeps moaning and at some point I'm all in. We proceed to have an amazing sex session, she was one of the best lays I had, loud, supper enthusiastic, orgasmed more then once, loved me being dominant and rough. Halfway throught she asked me to take the condom off, and just started blowing me and I finished fucking her raw. After cuming on her she tells me getting cumed on is a fetish of hers. I mean, I almost fell in love. She said she can't stay too long, so we didn't fuck again, but spend another 20 minutes or so talking and finishig our wine, and then she took a cab home.
So there we go, a beautiful night for both of us, and there's no way I could have made this happen before absorbing the wisdom of this place.
So, let's get into it.
I've started doing online about a month ago, and while things are moving forward it's slow and erratic, as online generally is. This week I had a date with a diferent girl literally every weekday, and while all the dates were nice, still no lay. Yesterday evening I was at home, after a long week, and I get a notification I have a new match on tinder. While my usual policy is not to swipe right on girls that don't have pictures that show both their face and body clearly, this seem to have been an exception, as this girl didn't really show her face from close enought to see. I supposed I liked the vibe of her pictures.
I send her the first message: she had only the first two letters of her name posted, so I guess the full name. She responds as follows:
"Yes.
I thought you looked familiar, and I couldn't remember where I know you from, but now I do.
Law School?"
I'm like, "the hell". I say yes, and then she goes
"Yeah, you used to be the boyfriend of my friend's friend? I was with X since school, if you remember, the we got married, had kids and now divorced [embarrassed emoji]"
And then it hits me. This is a girl that I would occasionly end up at parties or hang outs with in groups, because we had mutual friends through my ex. I haven't seen her in over a decade, but I for sure remember her as I found her hot as all fuck, one of the most beautiful faces I've ever seen. But, since I was in an LTR and she was too, we never really interacted much. I knew she got married to the guy and had kids via some social posts here and there, but had no idea she divorced (apparently kind of recently). And whenever I would see something on social media about her thought the years I'd have that "Damn she was a hottie" thought.
So we chat a bit about how funny it was to run into each onther on tinder, and the vibe's good. So very quickly I go
"So, did you match with me just to figure out where you know me from, or should I take this as a sign to invite you for a drink?"
"Well, I would have swiped you left if I thought you were someone I knew who wasn't attractive lol. You looked handsome and familliar
A mystery""Ok, all clear. Wanna grab a drink?
You know, I'm lounging at home after a really long week, trying to get myself to bring some order to the place, but if you're free tonight I'd happily run away from household chores. If not, let me know how's your schedule in the next few days"
"Haha, sure. This is my free weekend, my only plan is netflix for tonight so let's do it"
I ask here what neighbourhood she's in. She says my own lol. I name 3 cool bars, and tell her to pick whatever's closest to her, and she does.
At this point, I'm thinking that this kind of momentum needs to be taken advantage of. We have this whole series of coincidences (matching while knowing each other, living in the same hood, both being free tonight, etc) that make a great forward moving story. Also, this gal is recently divorced, is probably going on dates with lame guys from tinder, is probably tired from all the logistics of sharing kids, living alone again, etc. She needs a lovely evening with a cool guy. I also am horny as fuck from all the non-closed dates, and I've had a thing for this girl for ages. It's time to make this happen! It was all on me, a call from the gods to use all my charm. I could feel the spirit of this forum whispering "Use the force" in my ear.
I first thought to dress kind of casually, but then, no, fuck it, I'm gearing for war. She needs to know I mean business the moment she sees me. So I go for my deep red shirt that always get compliments, gray jeans, black stan smiths, and a black harrington jacket.
We meet up at the bar (she immidatly comments on my shirt). This girl looks the same as she did over 10 years ago. Some small traces of time on her face, but the years and motherhood haven't touched her besides that. Tall, slender, full lips, green eyes, long blond hair...
The waiter comes to take our order, and I order a type of amaro that's very popular in my country and they didn't have it. I make a face, and the waiter starts apologising (it was kind of like ordering beer at a bar and hearing "we don't serve beer"). I mention this because it will be relevant later.
So I order a neat whiskey and she has a flavoured beer. We sit opposite each other, chat and it's fun. I made a mental note to emphasise the narrative of "fate bringing us thogether after all these years like this haha". I mean, it's not even a gimmick, it does feel a little fatey even to me. My biggest issue right now is introducing sex talk, so there wasn't any of that, but I'm good at eye contact, bubble-making and all that jazz so it compensates. I made sure to have a couple of times to talk very sensualy with vivid sensory expression about some things, like dancing. When I do I get a bit of the dinner bowl look from her.
We finish our drinks and I say we should order another round and she goes
"You know, I'd have an amaro now, if they had it"
"Then let's go somewhere where they'll have it."
"Yeah, we should".
Boom, hello second venue.
I suggest we walk to a nearby street that has three bars next to each other, so we do, and go in one. Oh look, a free table in the poorly-lighted corner that has a low couch for two. Thank you, gods of love.
We sit next to each other on the couch, get drinks and keep talking. Now that we're next to each other, I start with the touches. Forearm, elbow and so on, more and more. She had torn jeans on, so after a bit I started touching her bare knee when emphesising points in conversations. She's enjoying it.
We keep talking, I steer the conversation to tinder expiriences a lot beacuse a) it usually gave openings to talk about male-female dynamics where I could demonstrate deep knowledge of it, and b) it would keep us on the "fate narrative" .
At one point I ask her to say how would she get out of a bad date, and then turned that into a roleplay. She goes:
"I'm usually quite direct"
"Ok so, show me. No, wait, let me talk like some lame dude to get you in the mood... So! You should totally see my car..." I go into a rant about cars and she starts laughing like crazy and then bursts out "I need to go, I'm travelling to Greece tomorrow"
This gets me laughing, but it was great because it got us to talk about travel, which is always good (I also got to talk about my surf trips, and then talk sensualy about the feeling of surfing), and also "gotta go to Greece" became an injoke between us I would use to tease her later.
After a while there was a pause in the talking, we were sitting close to each other and I started laying on eye contact. I feel like we're moving towards a kiss and think "I'll let the tension build for a few more seconds and then kiss her" and as I'm thinking about this she leans forward and kisses me lol. We proceed to make out like a pair of horny teenagers. Like it was getting super hot. I tell her I want to take this somewhere more private, she sort of hesitent but isn't, really. We make out a bit more, finish our drinks and get out of the place. I'm thinking we can start walking and we'll end up either in hers or mine, but it's pouring rain outside. I say I'll call an uber and we can go to my place.
She says "Okay. But no sex!" I laugh and tell her "Hey, we're not doing anything that's not OK for you. Or for me, for that matter"
She says "Alright then".
As it's Friday night, the uber is slow to come. We move a bit away from the bar to a spot near the street where the car will come, that's covered from the rain. It was a very private spot so we get to making out . I slam her against a wall and she's supper into it. Remembering Chase's "escalate the pussy" I put my leg between hers and press on her croch and she starts gridning on my leg. This lasts for 10 minutes or so.
Uber comes and takes us to my place. I pour us a glass of wine each, sit her on the couch and put some music on. We get to making out quickly and I start escalating. It goes smoothily, and at one point we're both completely naked, my dick's an inch from her pussy and she goes "Nooo seeexxx.." I go ok, and keep on kissing and touching and all that. After a bit I slow down, and lie next to her, gently carresing her and we talk a bit. I say how I don't take lightly the fact we met up that night trough so many coicidences. I also say that the moment she says no to something I'm doing I'll stop, I won't get angry or anything lame like that. I start to escalate again, but not too much, and then back down again. And then I do it again. And the third time we're lying so that the tip of penis is resting on her pussy. I kept it there for what seemed like an eternity (five minutes) whithout trying to get it in, to give her a chance to say no. She just keeps moaning and is very much enjoying herslef. At some point I start to slowly enter her, milimiter my milimiter, in and out. She just keeps moaning and at some point I'm all in. We proceed to have an amazing sex session, she was one of the best lays I had, loud, supper enthusiastic, orgasmed more then once, loved me being dominant and rough. Halfway throught she asked me to take the condom off, and just started blowing me and I finished fucking her raw. After cuming on her she tells me getting cumed on is a fetish of hers. I mean, I almost fell in love. She said she can't stay too long, so we didn't fuck again, but spend another 20 minutes or so talking and finishig our wine, and then she took a cab home.
So there we go, a beautiful night for both of us, and there's no way I could have made this happen before absorbing the wisdom of this place.
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