I arrived in Budapest on Sunday it has largely been Shitsville. That was until last night (Thursday) when I raw dogged a tight 20 year old vagina. Here’s the story….
The quality had been poor and the sets few and far between. I went out all day Monday and Tuesday to “farm” doing around 30 sets in total and only coming away with a few weak leads.
On Wednesday I woke up determined to get some solid ones. My wing, the Cheshire Cat, was taking forever to get ready on Wednesday morning so I headed out solo and told him to text me when he was finished doing his hair.
Before he joined me I had done 9 sets already, notch hyena was hungry. They were a mixture of blowouts and no hook-pointers. The only girl that did hook told me she had a boyfriend at the end of a 10 minute set. I was fuming.
When CC finally got his shit together he proceeded to lifestyle coach me.
Maaaaaate, you need to relax, take a chill pill,Breeeathe.
It helped my vibe immensely (note sarcasm). We started taking turns to open and I got another blowout, I was at tipping point. I can’t remember the last time I did 10 sets and got SFA.
I’m very aware of my own ego and sometimes I use it to spur myself on, this was one such occasion. I was walking along muttering to myself “I’m fuckin’ Roy Walker, these bang average bitches have no right to reject me, I WILL GET LAID HERE”.
We went to the shop in the University area in Kalvin square so I could buy a kefir yoghurt in an effort to heal my tormented gut. As I queued to pay I saw a really cute girl in line ahead of me. After we both made our purchases I opened her outside. She opened like a Christmas tree telling me of her love of all things Irish and how she even tried Irish dancing when she visited. I invited her out right there and then for the next evening (Thursday), she told me she’d already agreed to meet another guy for a date. Theres no way he can be as charming and handsome as me, I countered. She giggled, we exchanged Instagram’s and hopefully that will be a separate lay report of its own.
With that, my vibe had sky-rocketed from rock bottom to Uhuru summit in the space of 10 minutes. All it takes is one good set.
CC and I took a walk up towards Deak Ferenc and it was my turn to open again. I saw a cute little girl with brown frizzy hair, baggy clothes and a box full of art supplies in her arms. Just as she thought she was out of my peripheral vision she threw a sly IOI. CC and I both saw it. I wheeled around instantly and as I did so CC said something like
Shiiiiit, you bastard
I’m assuming he was jealous. Who knows.
As I got in front of her a beaming smile broke out on her face.
Excuuuuuse me, I have to tell you something a little bit cheeky… I saw you walking along and I thought you looked really cute so I had to say hi
She stood there mesmerised so I continued with the stack…
How can a little girl like you carry all this stuff? You must have strong arms.
Still mesmerised, I threw more bait out…
You have a different look, you’re definitely not Hungarian, I’d guess Italian.
Yeeeees, well I’m half Italian, half Hungarian.
HOOKITY HOOK HOOK, finally I had a live one.
Where were you born?
So you’re Italian.
She didn’t argue, where you are born is where you are from. Simples.
We chatted for 5 minutes or so as she struggled to hold up a box of spray cans under one arm and big rolls of paper under another.
I found out she was an artist and had only moved to Hungary 3 weeks ago to take up an art course which would start in June. She told me she doesn’t normally talk to strangers in the street, but she had no friends here yet so she was willing to try new things.
CHING CHING CHING.
Eventually she (let’s call her Macy) started to complain that her arms were getting tired so she had to go. We exchanged Instagram’s and off she went. I went back to CC and declared “I’ve got a good feeling about that one”.
We did a few more sets and as we did so Macy sent me a flurry of messages. We agreed to meet the next evening for beers at 8pm.
I turned up on time and she was already there waiting and speaking to her sister on the phone. Macy had put some make-up on and wore a tight white blouse which made her surprisingly large boobs pop out, a black leather jacket and tight blue jeans. Her arse looked amazing and I was pleasantly surprised by her figure as she hid it underneath baggy clothes the previous day. Macy was a solid to high 7.
As I said hello she hung up the phone to her sister. We exchanged pleasantries and I started walking her to a bar close to my apartment.
We had one beer in the first venue as we got through all the comfort fluff. I found out she was only 20 years old and I was the oldest guy she’d ever met with. Macy told me that all her family were back in Italy and she was living with her grandmother in Budapest. I asked if she had a curfew, she said no. She told me this was the first time she’d ever met a stranger for a date, we talked about music and she seemed to like everything I did. We talked about extreme sports and she seemed to like everything I did. We talked about food, she told me that she made the best pizza and would make it for me one day. I told her that it wasn’t going to work out between us as I don’t eat pizza. She looked disappointed. She was gazing deeply into my eyes and her whole body did a little spasm every time I touched her and she was giggling at almost everything I said, I’m really not that funny. I knew it was on.
I bounced her to the next bar which was a rock bar with couches and also coincidentally right beside my apartment. I got another round in, we grabbed a couch and I started the questions game. We both drank the beers very slowly (I was still hungover from the previous night, and she’s a tiny girl) and I slowly ramped up the escalation.
I found out she’d only ever had sex with one man and that man was her only ever boyfriend. She’d never been a proper date. She’d never tried online dating. Her favourite body part was her eyes. When I asked her what type of guys she liked, she said they need to be loyal and trustworthy. All very K answers.
I pulled her in for the kiss and she pulled her head away and grabbed my arm digging her nails in whilst moaning in pleasure and pulling me into her.
That’s fine, I’ll only try to kiss you 5 more times.
She didn’t giggle but she looked at me with eyes that I interpreted as “take me home and fuck me now”.
I decided to de-escalate by asking her how tall she was, she said 168cm… I protested that that was not possible, she was at least a full head shorter than me. I got her to stand up and told her her real height, 155cm. After doing so I pulled her in again for the kiss whilst we were still standing. She didn’t pull away this time but just kept her face there totally still whilst digging her nails into both of my fore-arms. It was time to bounce.
I live close to here, let’s go up for one more drink and we can listen to some better rock music. If you feel uncomfortable you can leave whenever you want.
She hesitated before saying…
Ok, but I drink water, no more alcohol.
I told her to take her shoes off as we entered and gave her the tour. She took a seat at the kitchen table whilst I got myself a beer and poured her some water.
I moved us to the bedroom and onto the bed where it would be more comfortable to watch youtube videos on my laptop. We kissed and she lay there completely still.
Are you ok?
Um, I’m just really scared, I’ve never done this
You’re a virgin?
No I mean with a stranger and on the first night
I rolled off and played some more videos on youtube for 15mins or so before escalating again. This time I got some proper kissing and she started getting into it, biting my lip and digging her nails into my neck before freezing again and saying that it was too soon.
I rolled off again and played more videos before escalating again, this time getting her top off. This process would repeat another 4 or so times until I eventually got her completely naked to reveal a fantastic little body. I was fingering her vigorously from behind as she lay in the foetus position, she was moaning quite loudly and was now sopping wet. After about 90 minutes of LMR I finally slid my dick in raw dog and banged her for about two mins before blowing my load all over her back. Two minutes in heaven is better than one minute in heaven.
She lay there cooing and giggling as I tickled her whilst she lay on top of me. I went out for a cigarette in the hope that she would put her clothes on and want to leave by the time I returned. When I got back she was still fully naked on top of the bed. Clearly two minutes in heaven was not enough for Macy.
I asked her the post sex questions whilst my semen regenerated. She didn’t decide when to have sex with me “it just happened” and she hadn’t had sex in over a year.
A few minutes later we went at it again and this time I lasted an entire 5 minutes. I always cum a lot quicker when they have hot little bodies and are a bit kinky. At around 2am she ordered her own taxi and was on her way back to her grandmothers.
Macy definitely wasn’t an R-girl. This was a rare instance of a K-girl stepping out in a new environment and dipping her toe in the water to see what it’s like. I have no doubt that she will be boyfriended up very quickly because she is a sweet little girl with a smoking hot body.
Macy was my third notch in just under 3 weeks since setting of on my travels. My daygame only tally now stands at 49. One more and I will gladly accept my membership to the mPUA hall of fame.