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She wasn’t this hot, but this is pretty much the outfit she rocked up in.

On Friday night I went out to try some more “night game” with Mr Arr. We went across the Moskva river to an Island of bars. First we went to a bar called Strelka, this is an upmarket bar/restaurant with a nice balcony overlooking the river before moving on to a louder more clubby place called Gipsy. We must have opened around 20 sets between us, it was fun and we found that most girls would at least have a conversation with us, I only remember one harsh blowout where both girls in a two-set looked me up and down with a disgusted look on their face and said “We don’t want to talk with you”.

I preferred the vibe in Strelka as I could actually hear myself think. It was here where I saw a two set that was sitting down in the outside smoking section drinking wine. I opened with a line that I have found work’s very well in night game;

“Excuse me girls, I just wanted to say you both look very pretty tonight, however, you seemed to be deep in conversation, you must be talking about… boys!”... they giggled and Mr Arr quickly joined the fun.

One of them was a brunette with tanned skin and brown eyes and had nice bronze legs on display, a low 7. The other was slightly hotter, had fair hair and was slightly more slender, a solid 7. I didn’t really have a target in mind as I liked both of them. Mr Arr did a solid job of winging and we must have spoke to them for around 20 minutes before they both departed the bar to go to another place. I took the brunettes number and Mr Arr took the other girls number.

I pinged the brunette the next day and she seemed very keen over text. She accepted my first date request which was for the following Monday.

D2

I met her at Arbatskaya Metro station at 7pm. I was a little late as I had walked from Red Square and there was a lot of people around due to it being Russia day, a national holiday in Russia. I turned up slightly sweaty and was still feeling tired and hungover from the night before. When I got to the metro station I saw her waiting, she was in black high heels, a figure hugging black dress and a black leather jacket. She looked great and had pushed herself easily into the solid 7 bracket, maybe even high 7.

We chatted as I walked her down Old Arbat street towards Eric the Red. She was giggling at pretty much everything I said, I didn’t say anything particularly funny so it felt on already. We got to the bar and the waitress immediately told us to go down stairs, my girl walked in front of me and as she descended the steps she lost her balance and fell forwards onto the floor! Luckily we were close to the bottom so her fall wasn’t too hard but she was very embarrassed. I picked her up, she was fine and didn’t do any damage to her heels. I sat her down at a table, I sat opposite her and immediately changed the subject. The red glow on her cheeks slowly dissipated as she studied the beer menu.

We had one drink as I did the normal comfort fluff before bouncing to the usual venue 2, Ulysses. I led us to a couch near the back. As I took my seat the waitress smiled and said “Guinness?”. My girl said “you come here a lot it seems?!” I told her I had been a few times, I did not tell her I had taken 5 different girls and sat in the exact same seat and ordered the same drink each time.

We started the questions game and she was very enthusiastic. After a couple of sips of my beer I went for the first kiss attempt. There was no resistance, as I kissed her she made little moaning sounds and was very aroused. She told me that I am crazy. I asked why and she said that she has never kissed on a first date before. We kissed a lot in the bar as my hands wandered around her body over the top of her clothes. I thought I was getting the notch for sure.

It was now around 9.30pm. I suggested we go back to my place for a cup of tea. She said no, “let’s go for a walk on the river”. I wasn’t keen on this idea, i was tired, I didn’t have my jacket with me and it was getting chilly out, I told her this and she said we could walk back and collect it.

As we walked towards my apartment we stopped a couple of times as she kissed me passionately, she was soooo horny and seemed to be gagging for it. However, each time we would stop kissing she said that she is definitely not coming into my apartment. “I’ll wait outside, you get your coat and we can walk to the river” she insisted.

When we got to my building I pulled her inside with me, she put up weak resistance as she laughed uncontrollably. “You are a bad bad man, but it’s so sexy!”.

I got her inside my apartment and gave her the usual little tour. “Get your coat, let’s go” she insisted.

I pushed her up against the wall and she moaned loudly as we kissed and I groped her ass and boobs. She must have been dripping wet. She pushed me off and said “NO, I cannot do this”.

I grabbed my coat and we walked towards the river. I didn’t speak much, I was genuinely tired and was not enthusiastic to walk to the river at all. She was receptive to this and started filling all the silences by either kissing me or talking about the architecture of the buildings as we passed, she’s an architect.

We sat on a steep bank by the side of the river and she was all over me. I fingered her and as I suspected she was dripping wet. We could hear people walking by behind us so she pulled my hand out. Shortly after this she had my dick in her hands and was wanking me off. Again another group of people walked by so I covered up.

I told her this was silly, “let’s get a taxi back to mine, we could get arrested for indecent exposure”. She refused point blank, smiled and said “you are a dirty Irish sex tourist and I am a good girl” before jumping on top of me and dry humping me. I was getting frustrated.

She told me that she never had sex unless in a relationship, she had had 3 boyfriends in the past and made all 3 of them wait 3 months for sex. I empathized telling her that it was crazy to have sex on the first date, but this is the situation we found ourselves in. She asked if I do this all the time and I said “it’s not the first time, it probably won’t be the last”. She jumped on me again. She knew I was the adventure sex guy, I couldn’t have made it any clearer but she would not let the hindbrain overcome her well drilled forebrain.

This carried on for about an hour until it was 11.30pm and she announced that she had to go home. I was tired and my balls were getting sore so I didn’t object. I walked her back to the nearest metro. I pinged her that evening to check she got home ok…

She seems keen so hopefully I will get her out again.

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