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Hi everyone,
Hope you're all doing well.
I wanted to share a same day lay that happened a few hours ago.
I was out shopping for a scarf in Zara when an attractive blonde with sexy pink boots registers in my peripheral vision. She's fiddling her fingers across the men shirts absentmindedly. Her tight skirt wraps around her ass perfectly. When I open, I'm already half hard.
The Approach
Me: Nice boots!
Her: (turns to me, and takes out an earpod which I had not spotted initially): Sorry?
Me: (Points at her boots, nodding slightly) The boots, they nice.
Her: Ohhh haha thanks.
Me: (raising an eyebrow and slight smirk) I'm actually looking for a pair myself. Exactly like that. Where can I find it?
Her: At (some name I forgot). They might not have your shoe size though.
She has a small mischievous smile too. She's playing along. Game on.
Me: That's alright (wink) I like them...tight.
Her: (starts laughing) Please tell me you're not seriously getting those shoes!
Me: I'll have to try on a pair before I can decide. Maybe I'll try yours (I look down to her boots, nodding slightly as I pretend to contemplate the decision)
Her: You can't try mine, sorry. I love them too much.
Me: I can see that. I like how clean they are.
Her: Of course, I don't wear dirty boots.
Me: Only boots?
Her: (laughs again) I mean I don't wear anything dirty!
Me: Me neither. Well, most of the time, that is.
She laughs again. I like her laugh. So cute. So feminine.
Me: I'm James btw (extend my hand)
Her: Jessa (takes my hand)
Me: Soooooo, Jessa, what's a fabulously dressed girl like you up to today?
Her: Haha thanks. Not much. I was supposed to meet my friend but she cancelled last minute.
Me: That's a bummer.
Her: Yeah.
Me: Well, you're here now, so I'll need your help. I'm trying to choose a scarf. Given your excellent fashion sense, I've got no doubt you'll help me make the right choice.
Her: hahah sure, which one do you want?
Me: Hesitating between this one and that one.
Her: Hmm you know what, I don't like either!
Me: (faux serious) You're not making this easy, Jessa.
She laughs again. Fuck I get hard when women have beautiful laughs.
Her: I'm trying to save you from wearing an ugly scarf!
Me: I highy appreciate it (wink) Speaking of scarves, I'll let you in on a little secret.
Her: Oooooh tell me
Me: You must promise you'll never tell a soul.
Her: Pinky promise (she offers her pinky finger, to which I interlock mine)
Me: I'm serious...if that secret ever gets out, I'll know it was you (wink)
Her: I won't tell!
Me: Alright, so... come a little closer or the whole Zara might hear...
She rolls her eyes and moves in closer.
Me: Alright, so here goes: I have a special place I shop for scarves.
Her: oooh
Me: Yes, it's quite special. Actually, it's the place I got this scarf.
I zip down my black leather jacket to reveal a beautiful lightweight scarf of black and white irregular patterns.
Her: Omg I looooove this one. Where did you get it? Now I'm curious!
Me: Sure you wanna hear it?
Her: Yes!
Me: Alright... listen well... and don't tell anyone, right?
Her: I pinky swore already!
Me: Right, right... so... I got it... (my voice transitions to a whisper).... in the ladies' section of a local shop.
She bursts in laughter. I've used this little build up with many chicks and it never fails.
Btw guys, this is true. My scarves are all women scarves.
Her: No way!
Me: Yes way
Her: That's a woman's scarf?????
Me: (faux dramatic) Omg shhhhhhhhhhhhh (put my finger on my lips)
Her: sorry sorry sorry!! I mean... (starts whispering) That's a woman's scarf?
Me: Indeed
Her: (laughing) I love it! Can I touch it?
Me: Sure
She caresses her finger and enjoys the material for a few seconds.
Her: So cool!
Me: Yeah, i love it! Btw, I think you're right. These manly scarves don't measure up.
Her: I know right??
Me: I'll head to that local shop some other time.
Her: Hahah yeah, maybe you'll see me there.
Me: What are you up to right now?
Her: Not much, just chilling.
Me: Let's go. It's 5 min away.
Her: Sure! (big smile)
Local Shop
It's actually a 15 min walk from the mall. During that walk, I get small talk out of the way. She's originally from Italy (again, damn), studies here, loves waffles, listens to Billie Eilish. She mentions she's learning French and I casually mention it's my first language, which gets her super excited. She starts showing off her proficiency (which was pretty decent for a non-native speaker)
We reach the local shop. I show her the women's section and we play around trying out different scarves. At some point, I mention that scarves are useful if you need to tie something up, like hands. I say that in a sexy way and she smirks back at me but doesn't say anything.
We spend maybe 20 min there when I propose to hit a coffee shop. There's one around 10 min walk from my place. We walk there while she tries to construct more elaborate sentences in french and asks for my help when she gets stuck. The coffee place is closed, unfortunately. I look around and spot a dessert place. I lead her to it without mentioning anything.
I sit next to her and I motion the waiter to come.
Now this is the fun part. If you've read the title of this report, this section answers it.
Preselection With A Twist
The dude waiting on us was gay in the most obvious way, comical way.
His voice, the way he bends his wrist when talking- everything.
The best part?
He was enamored by me.
He showed obvious interest.
My response?
I flirted back, of course.
I could see that Jessa was getting visibly excited by the interaction.
I complimented the dude's hair (which was gay af), touched his arm and called him handsome.
Dude was blushing big time.
He took our order (2 bubbleteas) and leaves.
Her: Omg he's so into you!
Me: He seems nice (wink)
Her: (whispers) He must be gay!
Me: Haha yeah seems like it. He reminds me of my gay buddy. Great guy.
Her: I know a gay guy too and...OMG did you see that??
Me: No, what?
Her: (whispers) He is catwalking for you!
I look in his direction and see him walking back and forth, his ass swaying left and right.
Me: Damn he gives Kendall Jenner a run for her money!
She bursts out laughing.
Me: Okay, I've got a confession.
Her: Yes???
Me: His ass is fucking sexy.
She bursts out laughing again, using her hand to muffle the sounds. I keep a straight face while she shakes silently.
Her: I'm sure he wants to have sex with you (excited smile)
Me: Hmm he's not making any effort to conceal his intentions, is he?
Her: Hahaha no.
Me: Well, he looks like he'd be a good bottom. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intruiged by that ass.
Her: Omgggg (dies laughing again)
Gay Fantasy
Her: Ok, if he proposed it to you, would you?
Me: Totally
Her: No way!
Me: Yes way.
Her: What would you do?
Me: Well, first, I'd spank that sexy booty. Looks like it will wiggle nicely. What do you think?
Her: Totally. And then?
Me: And then, I'll have him on his knees. Those beautiful blue eyes looking up to me hmmmm
Her: Omgggg (laughing)
Me: I like how enthusiastic he is. Perfect trait for giving head.
Her: hahah yes, looks like he loves to please.
Me: hmm yes, I'll play with his beautiful curly hair while he sucks me off.
Her: ommggg
Me: Then, I'll flip him over and yank down his boxers.
Her: What colour would they be?
Me: Pink...oh wait, I don't think he would be wearing boxers.
Her: Hmmm naughty, no underwear?
Me: He will have a thong. Sexy pink thong.
As he's passing by, I fix his ass.
Me: I'm sure he's wearing a thong right now. I can see the outline!
Her: (laughing excitedly) Omggg stopp he can see you!
Me: So, I'll yank down that sexy pink thong, revealing a perfectly shaved ass. I'll give him a few more spanks and then... I'll have my fun with him (wink)
Her: Hahaha omg that's actually so hot.
Me: I'll let you know how many anal orgasms I give him (wink)
Her: Sure (excited smile)
The Pull
We drank our bubbleteas while talking about the gay fantasy.
I seeded the pull before about my wide collection of scarves. I use that as an excuse to pull and she comes along.
My Place
I'll be honest guys: I'm straight as fuck but describing the gay fantasy made me horny af too haha.
I kiss her right away as we get in.
She eats my face like a hungry lioness.
We do it on the couch once and on the bed again.
Btw, I just realised I forgot to mention: there was a lot of touch throughout the interaction pre the gay fantasy. That definitely contributed to building the arousal.
Hope you're all doing well.
I wanted to share a same day lay that happened a few hours ago.
I was out shopping for a scarf in Zara when an attractive blonde with sexy pink boots registers in my peripheral vision. She's fiddling her fingers across the men shirts absentmindedly. Her tight skirt wraps around her ass perfectly. When I open, I'm already half hard.
The Approach
Me: Nice boots!
Her: (turns to me, and takes out an earpod which I had not spotted initially): Sorry?
Me: (Points at her boots, nodding slightly) The boots, they nice.
Her: Ohhh haha thanks.
Me: (raising an eyebrow and slight smirk) I'm actually looking for a pair myself. Exactly like that. Where can I find it?
Her: At (some name I forgot). They might not have your shoe size though.
She has a small mischievous smile too. She's playing along. Game on.
Me: That's alright (wink) I like them...tight.
Her: (starts laughing) Please tell me you're not seriously getting those shoes!
Me: I'll have to try on a pair before I can decide. Maybe I'll try yours (I look down to her boots, nodding slightly as I pretend to contemplate the decision)
Her: You can't try mine, sorry. I love them too much.
Me: I can see that. I like how clean they are.
Her: Of course, I don't wear dirty boots.
Me: Only boots?
Her: (laughs again) I mean I don't wear anything dirty!
Me: Me neither. Well, most of the time, that is.
She laughs again. I like her laugh. So cute. So feminine.
Me: I'm James btw (extend my hand)
Her: Jessa (takes my hand)
Me: Soooooo, Jessa, what's a fabulously dressed girl like you up to today?
Her: Haha thanks. Not much. I was supposed to meet my friend but she cancelled last minute.
Me: That's a bummer.
Her: Yeah.
Me: Well, you're here now, so I'll need your help. I'm trying to choose a scarf. Given your excellent fashion sense, I've got no doubt you'll help me make the right choice.
Her: hahah sure, which one do you want?
Me: Hesitating between this one and that one.
Her: Hmm you know what, I don't like either!
Me: (faux serious) You're not making this easy, Jessa.
She laughs again. Fuck I get hard when women have beautiful laughs.
Her: I'm trying to save you from wearing an ugly scarf!
Me: I highy appreciate it (wink) Speaking of scarves, I'll let you in on a little secret.
Her: Oooooh tell me
Me: You must promise you'll never tell a soul.
Her: Pinky promise (she offers her pinky finger, to which I interlock mine)
Me: I'm serious...if that secret ever gets out, I'll know it was you (wink)
Her: I won't tell!
Me: Alright, so... come a little closer or the whole Zara might hear...
She rolls her eyes and moves in closer.
Me: Alright, so here goes: I have a special place I shop for scarves.
Her: oooh
Me: Yes, it's quite special. Actually, it's the place I got this scarf.
I zip down my black leather jacket to reveal a beautiful lightweight scarf of black and white irregular patterns.
Her: Omg I looooove this one. Where did you get it? Now I'm curious!
Me: Sure you wanna hear it?
Her: Yes!
Me: Alright... listen well... and don't tell anyone, right?
Her: I pinky swore already!
Me: Right, right... so... I got it... (my voice transitions to a whisper).... in the ladies' section of a local shop.
She bursts in laughter. I've used this little build up with many chicks and it never fails.
Btw guys, this is true. My scarves are all women scarves.
Her: No way!
Me: Yes way
Her: That's a woman's scarf?????
Me: (faux dramatic) Omg shhhhhhhhhhhhh (put my finger on my lips)
Her: sorry sorry sorry!! I mean... (starts whispering) That's a woman's scarf?
Me: Indeed
Her: (laughing) I love it! Can I touch it?
Me: Sure
She caresses her finger and enjoys the material for a few seconds.
Her: So cool!
Me: Yeah, i love it! Btw, I think you're right. These manly scarves don't measure up.
Her: I know right??
Me: I'll head to that local shop some other time.
Her: Hahah yeah, maybe you'll see me there.
Me: What are you up to right now?
Her: Not much, just chilling.
Me: Let's go. It's 5 min away.
Her: Sure! (big smile)
Local Shop
It's actually a 15 min walk from the mall. During that walk, I get small talk out of the way. She's originally from Italy (again, damn), studies here, loves waffles, listens to Billie Eilish. She mentions she's learning French and I casually mention it's my first language, which gets her super excited. She starts showing off her proficiency (which was pretty decent for a non-native speaker)
We reach the local shop. I show her the women's section and we play around trying out different scarves. At some point, I mention that scarves are useful if you need to tie something up, like hands. I say that in a sexy way and she smirks back at me but doesn't say anything.
We spend maybe 20 min there when I propose to hit a coffee shop. There's one around 10 min walk from my place. We walk there while she tries to construct more elaborate sentences in french and asks for my help when she gets stuck. The coffee place is closed, unfortunately. I look around and spot a dessert place. I lead her to it without mentioning anything.
I sit next to her and I motion the waiter to come.
Now this is the fun part. If you've read the title of this report, this section answers it.
Preselection With A Twist
The dude waiting on us was gay in the most obvious way, comical way.
His voice, the way he bends his wrist when talking- everything.
The best part?
He was enamored by me.
He showed obvious interest.
My response?
I flirted back, of course.
I could see that Jessa was getting visibly excited by the interaction.
I complimented the dude's hair (which was gay af), touched his arm and called him handsome.
Dude was blushing big time.
He took our order (2 bubbleteas) and leaves.
Her: Omg he's so into you!
Me: He seems nice (wink)
Her: (whispers) He must be gay!
Me: Haha yeah seems like it. He reminds me of my gay buddy. Great guy.
Her: I know a gay guy too and...OMG did you see that??
Me: No, what?
Her: (whispers) He is catwalking for you!
I look in his direction and see him walking back and forth, his ass swaying left and right.
Me: Damn he gives Kendall Jenner a run for her money!
She bursts out laughing.
Me: Okay, I've got a confession.
Her: Yes???
Me: His ass is fucking sexy.
She bursts out laughing again, using her hand to muffle the sounds. I keep a straight face while she shakes silently.
Her: I'm sure he wants to have sex with you (excited smile)
Me: Hmm he's not making any effort to conceal his intentions, is he?
Her: Hahaha no.
Me: Well, he looks like he'd be a good bottom. And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't intruiged by that ass.
Her: Omgggg (dies laughing again)
Gay Fantasy
Her: Ok, if he proposed it to you, would you?
Me: Totally
Her: No way!
Me: Yes way.
Her: What would you do?
Me: Well, first, I'd spank that sexy booty. Looks like it will wiggle nicely. What do you think?
Her: Totally. And then?
Me: And then, I'll have him on his knees. Those beautiful blue eyes looking up to me hmmmm
Her: Omgggg (laughing)
Me: I like how enthusiastic he is. Perfect trait for giving head.
Her: hahah yes, looks like he loves to please.
Me: hmm yes, I'll play with his beautiful curly hair while he sucks me off.
Her: ommggg
Me: Then, I'll flip him over and yank down his boxers.
Her: What colour would they be?
Me: Pink...oh wait, I don't think he would be wearing boxers.
Her: Hmmm naughty, no underwear?
Me: He will have a thong. Sexy pink thong.
As he's passing by, I fix his ass.
Me: I'm sure he's wearing a thong right now. I can see the outline!
Her: (laughing excitedly) Omggg stopp he can see you!
Me: So, I'll yank down that sexy pink thong, revealing a perfectly shaved ass. I'll give him a few more spanks and then... I'll have my fun with him (wink)
Her: Hahaha omg that's actually so hot.
Me: I'll let you know how many anal orgasms I give him (wink)
Her: Sure (excited smile)
The Pull
We drank our bubbleteas while talking about the gay fantasy.
I seeded the pull before about my wide collection of scarves. I use that as an excuse to pull and she comes along.
My Place
I'll be honest guys: I'm straight as fuck but describing the gay fantasy made me horny af too haha.
I kiss her right away as we get in.
She eats my face like a hungry lioness.
We do it on the couch once and on the bed again.
Btw, I just realised I forgot to mention: there was a lot of touch throughout the interaction pre the gay fantasy. That definitely contributed to building the arousal.
