I wrote most of this post last Monday, I’m getting lazy with this blogging lark…
Another weekend has passed where I did next to bugger all daygame, I did one set on Saturday afternoon but she had a boyfriend. Yet, other leads have been keeping me quite busy. On Friday I went on a second date with a hot Brazilian I closed a couple of Sundays back. I got her back to the flat but she repeatedly told me “you’re not getting any tonight”. She still seems keen so hopefully she will have her own blog post soon. On Saturday I planned to meet up with a Serbian long lead who had just moved to London, but she messed up her logistics and postponed to Sunday afternoon. We went for a walk around London before I bounced her to a bar and kissed her. Hopefully she too will get her own blog post soon. At around 6pm I said my goodbyes to the Serb before meeting up with the Bulgarian I mentioned briefly in my last post and she now has her own…
Lets pick up after I opened the black girl a couple of Sundays back. All the other lads had gone home but Xants and I were not quite ready to end the weekends festivities yet. It was around 8pm now and I turned to Xants;
I could do a cheeky beer
You know what? I was thinking the exact same thing!
Peas in a pod. We made our way to the Argyll arms, got a couple of beers in and watched the world go by. We tried our hardest to drown out the racket coming from the black man who bangs the buckets at the top of Argyll st. I found the perfect distraction in the form of a cute two-set sitting at the table behind us. Xants did the honours and walked straight over. I stayed put and when the time was right he waved me over to join the set. Both girls were Spanish, in town for a week and would be leaving the next morning. One of them was nineteen and the hotter one was only sixteen. Xants tried his best but it soon became evident that the girls only had one thing on their minds – meeting the members of One direction. The 16 year old was stalking their social media feeds whilst Xants tried in vein to spike some interest but to no avail, we were celebrity-mogged so we drank up and said our goodbyes.
We walked down the road to Kingly street and there were still quite a few people sat outside drinking. As we walked by one bar I spotted a cute little blondie throwing me an IOI. She was sat with another girl and there were no guys around them. It was my turn to open so I suggested to Xants that we get a drink and then I’d come out and open them, he agreed.
The girls were sitting at a table opposite each other so I walked straight up and stood to their side.
Excuse me, I can see you are both in deep conversation, probably about boys… but my friend and I noticed you as we were walking by earlier. We thought you both looked cute so I had to come say hi… Hi!
They both gobbled the bait. Xants did a sterling job winging and soon after we bounced them inside the bar where we got a table upstairs. I sat beside my target and Xants distracted the other one.
The girls were colleagues at a clothes shop. My target, let’s call her Helen, was 18, from Bulgaria, arrived in London a couple of months ago and was now due to start her degree in fashion. The other girl was from Spain, in her mid-twenties and was Helens boss at the shop. Helen was a solid to high 7, unfortunately for Xants the other girl was a 6.
We all chatted together for about an hour and before we knew it the bar was closing. Xants took the number of the Spaniard and they both made their way home. The Bulgarian had to get a bus from Bond street which was on my way home so I walked with her. As we sat waiting for her bus she told me that she wasn’t ready to go home yet, it was now around 11pm. I tried to pull her back to my flat but she refused so we sat there talking for about an hour. I told Helen about my travels down the years and this led to her asking how old I was. For some reason I thought it would be better to lie…
How old do you think I am?
It was now around midnight and I told her I needed to get up early for work, I took her number and she jumped on the next bus.
The next day, Monday, went for a walk in regents park. She asked my date of birth as we were sat chatting on the bench. I couldn’t figure out the DOB of a 29 yr old fast enough – “You don’t know your own date of birth?!” So I told her the truth. She called me a liar for the rest of the date every 5 mins. The girl had banter.
We met again the following Friday. I took her for drinks around my area and got her back to the flat this time, but she said it was too soon as we’d only met a few days ago.
On Saturday I was out drinking with the lads and she was out with her girlfriends. She messaged me at around 10pm asking if they could join us. She turned up with the same Spanish colleague and another hot crazy Italian girl. Mr S did his best with her but she was so drunk that she ended up jumping in a taxi alone. Xants got nowhere with the Spanish, again. All the bars closed at around 1am so Helen, her Spanish friend and I jumped in an Uber back to my place. I thought the threesome was on. The three of us went straight to my bedroom and I poured us all some wine. I tried several times to get the two girls to kiss but Helen was not playing ball – despite the Spanish girl being keen. After about half an hour of chatting and the girls listening to me playing the guitar Helen got up to go to the toilet. The Spanish girl was sitting on my bed and gave me the eyes as if to say “take me”. So I did, we kissed until we heard footsteps coming back towards the room. I got off the Spanish girl and sat back at my desk, Helen didn’t suspect a thing. Spanish got a taxi home soon after and Helen decided to stay over. I escalated hard but was cock-blocked by her period, she had the manners to finish me off with her mouth though.
A week passed and I invited her out for a picnic in the park on Sunday. It was 7pm and getting dark, we had some wine and snacks in Regents park before the guard kicked us out at 8pm. I walked us in the direction of my place and straight to the bedroom. Before I’d even put any music on or poured wine she pounced on me, I threw her on the bed and soon all our clothes were off. The sex was amazing and I took great joy in pounding her tight little body.
I did the usual debrief. Helen told me that she wanted to have sex with me the moment she saw me walking by, she thought I was attractive. What a coincidence said me, I felt the same way about you. Mutual lust at first sight, how romantic.
I’ll be keeping her on as a regular for the winter months. She’s actually fun to be around which is sadly a quality I find very rare with most girls that I bang.