I thought I wasn’t going to make it, but with one day to spare I got my notch for the month. Here’s the full story…
I spent most of the afternoon working and had planned to go out and try my hand at gutter game that evening with a wing in Shoreditch. I decided to go central for an hour of daygame before the gutter game session.
I approached as soon as I got off the tube at Oxford circus and closed a cute English girl who was on her way to meet a guy for a second date. She has since flaked.
I met up with Rambo and we did some daygame. I’ve winged with him a few times now, he’s a cool guy and I find that he always lifts my vibe.
I did one or two sets and as we were walking towards Selfridges I saw her walking on the other side of the road in the opposite direction. I jogged across the road in pursuit. As I walked behind her I noticed how her ass was moving from side to side like a pendulum, I was certain she was ovulating.
She was 5′ 4″, Asian looking (but hot, I don’t normally go for the Asian girls), slim but with a larger ass than a typical Asian girl and wearing tight jeans and a tight jumper that showed off her mid-rif. I’d say she’s an 8.
I front stopped her and scared the shit out of her. This is a very common reaction for me when I open Asian girls. I smiled, delivered the opener and told her I liked how she moved from side to side when she walked. She relaxed, smiled and asked if I mind if I walk with her. I hate walking sets, but this girl was hot and it was the second last day of July, I was desperate for a notch so I walked.
We chatted for about 3 minutes and it was all very logical. I’ve just listened back to the set. I didn’t do any attraction apart from the opener, the rest was comfort and logistics. I found out she was from Mauritius, studied Law and would be leaving London the next day.I asked her what she was doing that night, she said nothing as all her friends lived out of town. Green. Green. Green.
She wanted to carry on shopping and I was with a wing so I suggested meeting for a drink at 9pm, she was keen so we exchanged numbers.
I got some food with Rambo and called my other wing to cancel on the gutter game session, I felt like a cunt for that but he didn’t seem to mind.
When I met up with her she looked even hotter, she’d taken her jumper off to reveal a small black lacy top which showed off her tits and had put a little bit of make-up on.
I didn’t have a solid plan for date venues so I winged it. I walked her down Kingly street and all the bars there looked rammed. As we got to the end of the street there was one bar called two floors which looked quite chilled so I pulled her in there.
I got the first round and told her to get us a seat. She did so. As we sat down a DJ started playing and it got noisy. This was a good excuse for me to sit beside her so I could “hear her better”.
As we got chatting she told me she was a smoker so I took her out the back where it was a bit quieter for a smoke. I got the boring comfort stuff out of the way and then we went back in to find our seats were gone and the only seats available were right by the DJ booth.
I needed to escalate so I started the questions game to speed things up. Her first question to me was “where is the craziest place you’ve had sex?” She wasn’t wasting any time.
We played this for about 10 minutes before I excused myself to go to the toilet. The toilets were downstairs and when I was there I noticed there was another bar which was a lot quieter and had some couches free.
I went back up put out my hand, she grabbed it and I took her down stairs. I realise we are about an hour into the date at this point and I haven’t tried to kiss her yet. I try and she resists. No problem. The downstairs bar announces that it’s closing and we’d have to go back up stairs.
She tells me she wants to see some of the famous parts of Soho. I decide it’s a great idea to take her to a place called Freedom thinking that it’s a strip club, maybe all the strippers will make her hornier.
We pay our £5 entry each and the place is rammed. It’s full of gays and it’s NOT a strip club. Fuck.
It’s her round so I send her off to fight her way through the hordes of homos to get us a drink. I grab a booth and sit and wait for her.
While I’m waiting a group of four men (one dressed as a woman) plonk themselves down beside me on both sides. The drag queen leans in close to me and starts chatting me up, badly. I politely tell them I’m here with a girl and that they can’t sit here. They don’t care, they aren’t moving. My date comes back with two jäger bombs looking very confused. One of the guys gets up and let’s her sit beside me. I’m sitting there wondering how I let things get to this.
We make polite chit chat with the homos. She thinks it’s hilarious that the he-she is hitting on me. We sink our drinks and I tell her “let’s get outta here”.
It’s now around 11pm. She tells me she is staying at a friends house and she has the only key, so she has to be back before her friend to let her in.
I tell her ok, let’s have one more drink at my place.
She had no objections so I order an uber (my place is about 10 minutes away), we get in and her friend calls her whilst we’re on our way to my place to say she’s coming home. Fuck.
We rerouted towards her place which was 30 minutes away in the opposite direction. When we got there we went inside and her friend wasn’t home yet. We drank some wine and I pulled her in for the kiss. No objections.
We were sitting on her bed and she tells me “I don’t know what you expected from me tonight, but I am not going to sleep with you”.
“OK” I responded and changed the subject.
Her friend got home (who was also quite hot) and the three of us sat there chatting for while. I asked if there was anywhere good to go around the area that was still open and she said our best bet was to head back central.
I ordered an uber for myself and told my girl to come with me. She offered some token resistance saying she had to be up early, I told her its her last night in London, live a little. She looked at her friend who was encouraging her to join me.
It was a long uber back to mine however, there were no awkward silences.
When we got back I stopped at the shop to pick up a couple of beers. We got to mine, watched some youtube videos and drank the beers.
We started kissing again and I told her I was an expert masseuse. I took her through to the bedroom and she insisted that she wasn’t taking off her clothes. I said fine and gave her a massage over the top of her clothes. I then took out the baby oil and told her it was much better on flesh.
She said she couldn’t take her top off as it was a one piece which unbuttoned underneath, I rolled off and told her to choose some music she liked on the laptop. We started kissing again and I started rubbing her pussy over the top of her jeans, she pushed my hand away, got up and said she needed the bathroom. When she returned her jeans were off and it was just the one piece.
I started massaging her again, I unbuttoned the one-piece and pushed it up to reveal her bra and panties. I squirted some oil on and she really started to get into it. I undid her bra and started rubbing her full back and she started to moan. At this point I turned her over, pulled her bra away and started massaging her tits. I wiped the oil off my hands before I started fingering her, she was gyrating like crazy. I pushed her head back and went down on her (no spots or cold sore on my mouth this time). She had fantastic little vagina, barely a hair on it, nice and juicy and it was quite tight.
Within minutes we were fucking and she was quite wild even though she told me earlier in the date that she doesn’t like hard or dirty sex.
I asked her when she decided she was going to have sex and she said as soon as she got into my flat. She also said she was impressed how I handled the homos and how nice I was to her friend, in fact she said she was starting to get jealous and thought that I liked her friend more than her.