Yesterday I woke up at 5 a.m. to catch my flight.
On the plane, a woman was sitting next to me. I kept feeling her arm on mine as I dozed in my seat. So I opened her, and then number closed her.
I got off the plane, went home, and headed to the gym. On my way home, I saw this deliciously rotund derriere ensconced in thin fabric pants gyrating as the blonde Germanic girl in front of me waltzed somewhere. I opened her with Proper’s style opener, but she was late for an appointment and cut me short.
On my way to the gym, I saw this hot black-haired girl in yoga pants carrying a canvas. I opened her with “Are you an artist?”
We walked together (we were going in the same direction), then I got her number.
In the gym, I noticed in my peripheral vision an Asiatic girl wearing a sports bra. She seemed hot.
I went to do Bulgarian split squats, and suddenly she came to do something with dumbbells right next to me.
I was resting on the bench facing away from her when I asked her where she was from (looking at her reflection on the gym mirror). She didn’t answer. I realised she had headphones on.
So I waved at her reflection. She saw me in the mirror. She came up to me and removed one of her headphones. I asked the question again.
We chatted a bit. She was from China and had come here to study music. She plays the flute.
I number closed her.
On my way home from the gym, I saw another Asiatic girl. Again, cute and hot. She seemed to be lost. I went up to her and asked her, “Are you lost?” She said she was looking for a post office and asked me where the nearest one was.
I told her to follow me.
As we walked together, I started chatting with her. On the way, I got her number. She is only here for 2 days.
We met up later for a non-alcoholic beer at my usual bar (with post office girl, who’s currently studying in England).
I realised she was an introvert and a bit socially uncalibrated, like these Gen Z girls. She’s 23, from Beijing. I didn’t manage to set a sexual frame. I forgot in the moment my gambit about how boxing made me feel totally relaxed, like an orgasm.
So I pulled her home before doing this, with the excuse that we could continue chatting as we ate pistachios. She asked me if I had any science fiction movies for us to watch (we’d been talking about how we both love science fiction).
We watched the movie and kissed, and I eventually convinced her to sleep over (before that at one point she asked me: "why me?" and I said "Idk I feel a connection to you, like we're similar, don't you think?" and she said, "I'm not sure" (this may indicate lack of comfort, though I was focusing on deep diving to achieve that)), and managed to get her fully naked, and to finger her, but she said it hurt her (actually, she kept stopping herself from losing control, so that I wouldn’t fuck her).
I didn’t force the issue, and eventually (before I fell asleep) ended up jizzing in my pants from her dry humping and kissing (she was an amazing kisser, with her thick meaty lips and adroit at using her tongue). I’d already made her have pre-orgasms just from groping and sucking her breasts while kissing and grinding on her. She seemed to have very little sexual experience, and said she’d never met up with a stranger she’d just met on the street in her life.
She spent the whole night squealing with pleasure (I’m sure my neighbours heard her) but it ended with a dry willie for moi. Her pussy was dripping wet throughout.
She said she didn’t like sex, and that she preferred cuddling. She said she didn’t like connecting with people. She was a bit of a contrarian, with weird viewpoints, but I just thought it was cute.
Anyway, I sent her on her way and now today am dead again like I was in Malta when I spent the night with the girl from Kurdistan also without porking her FML.
The woman from the plane went radio silent but the black-haired Mediterranean has been chatty over text, as has the sports bra-wearing Chinese flute student. The problem now of course is that it will require work to get these girls out, and time, and effort away from my single-minded focus to study for my upcoming exam (16 days).
Today is basically a wasted day, as I can’t focus, and I don’t want to drink coffee, as I need to get a good night’s sleep (haven’t had one since Sunday night).
On top of that, Mediterranean has said she has friends visiting as of Thursday, so not sure when she’ll be free, and flute player is in the midst of exams.
My window of opportunity, when I will be an approach machine, will be from 9 (afternoon) to 18 May, when I will be “on holidays” from studies (still working though).
But yeah, all these number closes were great because it was everything on autopilot despite my not having approached in such a long time (since mid-March). And of course, because I have an itch to scratch. A sexual itch.
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