Initial Approach
On the way and already a bit late for a session with a student when I see a gorgeous girl who's thin and elegant, probably mixed race or light-skinned Caribbean across the street from where we're due to meet. I think to myself, well, there are only two real excuses for being late to teach pickup - (1) you were fucking (2) you were approaching, so I think go for it because you'll probably never see her again.
I run across and the approach is not the most smooth. She's just about to hit a crossing and stops, so sees me coming around and when I start talking, she thinks I'M a tourist looking for directions from HER! Once I deliver the direct compliment, she gets the picture, smiles warmly and immediately stops and stays.
I find out she's from the tiny Caribbean island of Martinique, grew up in France mostly, been here about a year, studying tourism, loves to travel, so we connect on that. She really gets my sense of humour and I sense she's really into me. I haven't done much but she just seems so keen, really open and friendly, and continues the conversation, qualifies herself and tells me her frikkin life story without me barely having to prod.
Well, I think, this is as solid as it's ever gonna be, no need to stand around building comfort plus I'm leaving a guy waiting. Go for number
Her: Well, I kind of have a partner
Me: The fuck? That's the least committed excuse I've ever heard!
Her: lol, no, but, well...I'm not really looking for anything...
Me: That's cool, me neither! Listen, you've finished your exams, you're on holiday, so we can just have fun together and see what happens!
Her: Oh, ok!
She actually saw us a few hours later on Oxford St, prodded me in the back, and gave me another beaming smile as she greeted me again, so I suggested we do something later that day since she seemed so keen, but she had plans so I emphasised how I was looking forward to seeing her on our date later in the week and how much fun it was gonna be.
Day 2
We met at a gastro pub I really like in Camden that's slightly tucked away from the High St, is never too busy and crowded, and honours my TasteLondon card (a valuable commodity that gets you 1/2 off or 2-4-1 at a lot of restaurants, and pays for itself after only a few uses!) It's a standard, fun day 2 - we connect on various things, learn about each other, joke around, etc.
On that particular day, I took my general view about NOT pushing for sex on the first date. On the way back from the pub to the tube, I thought about grabbing her and kissing her, but didn't. And again I had the opportunity to kiss on the tube escalator, but instead decided to build sexual tension by just looking at her, with our faces close, but NOT release it by kissing her at all, making her anticipate next time more.
Follow Up
I texted the next day just saying it was fun, and didn't receive any reply for 2 days. I thought "did I actually fuck up by not escalating on the first date? Shit!" She mentioned she had 4 (!) phones with different numbers, so I thought maybe she just didn't get it, so I pinged a different number and thankfully got a response, but she wasn't sure if it was me. I didn't reply, and SHE actually called ME to say hi and check it was who she thought it was. I took this as a massive sign she was definitely into me, as usually girls take ANY tiny excuse to not bother responding or calling back! We made a plan over the phone, but she had to confirm when she got home and checked her diary.
Day 3
Dinner followed by alternative comedy club. After the first comedian ends and there's a break, we go grab a drink from the bar, where they're playing some cool funky music. I set my drink down and dance with her, then spin her around and go in for a kiss. My mouth meets a completely unresponsive, closed set of lips. She pulls away
Her: But...you're kissing me!
Me: Yup
Her: I already told you
Me: What
Her: You know
Me: About this "partner?"
Her: Yes. And anyway, when we met I said I wasn't looking for anything, and you agreed. Last time I saw you, you were so distant and cold, I thought we were meeting as friends
Me: I wanna be friends with you...as well as other stuff
I cut the thread as it wasn't gonna help to bring this up or talk about this "partner" she barely mentioned and clearly wasn't really seeing anymore if at all, so I just danced a bit more with her, and then after a few more attempts kissed her properly later.
That night, got her home but she was adamant about not having sex. We got most of our clothes off kissed, but nothing more. When I was down to my boxers, she looked down and gasped "oh my god it's huge!" Always a nice thing to hear.
She noticed in my room I have a pile of stuff I keep that various girls have left behind, and says "you might as well have the word
player branded on your forehead!"
In the morning we hung out in my room more, got more clothes off, fooled around and despite more protesting about not sleeping with me, eventually she gave me a blow job, which was pretty good.
She told me later that she was going to break up with this "partner" that hadn't been working out the next day. One-nil to me!
Follow Up
I texted her saying goodbye as I was going away for a week the the US. When I came back, I texted her that day saying I was back, looking forward to seeing her again.
Her: Like you but we're not on the same page in our lives at the moment so no need to meet up again. 1 million kisses to you
I was like "what the fuck - she LOVED me when we met up, broke up with her boyfriend, and I go away for a week and now she doesn't want to see me? Gay!"
I wait a week and send her a ping message that's a hybrid of two of the most popular high-responding ones I know. She gets back to me and I IMMEDIATELY call. Over the course of the call we joke around and have fun, and them I'm like
Me: Come on, this is ridiculous. You like me, I like you, let's stop this bullshit
Her: Well, there aren't that many crazy guys like you in London
Me: Exactly! What are you doing right now? I'm gonna grab some ingredients and some wine, and come to yours and we'll cook, it'll be awesome
Her: I'd love to but I can't
Me: Ok you're at home - get your diary out and tell me what day you're free next week
Her: Ok, um...Tuesday
Me: I'll see you at yours, Tuesday at 8:30
Her: lol ok
Day FOUR
I arrive over 30 minutes late, with the bag of ingredients and wine. Her place is spotless, all white and beige, just herself and her cat. Can't emphasise how clean it is, with barely anything on the walls.
Me: How long did you say you've been living here?
Her: almost a year
Me: (WTF???)
We immediately kiss as soon as I arrive, so I set the frame quickly that we're starting from where we left off. She's totally comfortable with it. We have a glass and chat for a bit, then I get to making steak haché au poivre (yes I will make French food for a French person, go fuck yourselves) whilst we continue chatting.
After dinner and the wine, we're standing in her living room kissing
Her: Do you want to go into the bedroom?
Me: Sure!
I lie on the bed and beckon her to come over and join me
Her: Uh, I kinda have this weird thing, basically I don't have my clothes on on the bed so it doesn't get dirty
Me: Oh, no problem!
(begin immediately unbuttoning shirt)
We get to making out, and again I get her telling me how she's not gonna sleep with me. Every time I just go "ok" and then keep going. Eventually I get her panties off and lick her pussy, but she stops me before cumming. We fuck a bit without a condom before she tells me to put one on [DON'T DO THIS, it's STUPID and there is NO EXCUSE] I pound away and she is very receptive and expressive. She cums quickly one, two, three times, then I change position and get another 2 or 3 out of her.
Her: Oh my god you're amazing
We do about 5 positions until I finally cum, dripping a lot of sweat all over her. She compliments me a few more times, saying how she's never had a guy be able to pound so hard and aggressively for such an extended period of time, before stopping herself "so I don't get a big head."
Afterwards we lie in bed and talk a bit. She explains that however much she enjoyed it, and she really did, she feels like she shouldn't have because it's "pointless." Unless we're going to date exclusively for a long time, she doesn't want to bother. She's been there and done that and wants to settle down and have a proper boyfriend, not a casual fling. I explain that my approach to dating is more about having my options open and then ideally choosing a girl over a few months who I definitely want to be exclusive with, rather than jumping in to something too serious too early. She asks how many girls I'm seeing and I say 2, but that if the right girl comes along who I end up wanting to be exclusive with, I'm open to that, trying to get her to want to be the one to "convince" me by seeing me again. She doesn't really buy it.
I stay at hers, have a nice shower in the morning and take the bus with her to work, I took this before we left her house in the morning
p.s. what you don't see in the pics are her lovely, natural 30DD breasts
Successes
– I was honest the entire time about my intentions, and didn't bend to her will by lying and saying I wanted an exclusive relationship, or wasn't seeing anyone else. I made it clear I was interested in a bit of fun first, and had her VERBALLY agree to that before I got her number
– I rescued her back from not wanting to see me by successfully pinging, calling immediately, and using callback humour to get her back into the positive mood she was in when we'd last seen each other, making it possible to arrange another date even after a text essentially saying a polite "fuck off"
– I recognised the fact that she wasn't happy in her current relationship, and thus was able to get in there. I didn't take the boyfriend (or in this case "partner") objection as a definite rejection, but instead inquired a little bit and found out she wasn't really into him any more. These kind of serial monogamy girls generally go from one relationship straight to another, so you don't have a lot of a window when they're actually technically "single." Best to time it when the most recent one is honestly not working out.
Mistakes / Learning Points
– I was TOO non-sexual on the first date. Even though the aim may not be to close on the first date, it's still important to continue the frame of the initial interaction and at least bring up sexual topics, dirty talk a bit, build some sexual tension, and maybe just kiss or do some kino. She actually thought we were just meeting as friends, and that could have left to a disastrous friendzone situation if I hadn't been careful
– I should have been able to avoid answering any questions about my other relationships. It's one thing to accept the general idea of someone dating other people, but knowing specifics generally leads most people to start feeling jealous. I want to be honest, but my not wanting to answer just seemed evasive and I didn't want to come off like I was hiding anything or lying.
– NEVER fuck a girl without a condom on until you've both been tested and neither of you are seeing other people. Really stupid.
General Points
– As soon as a girl says "I'm not sleeping with you," she DEFINITELY wants to fuck, it's just a question of applying non-needy persistence
– Even relationship material / serial monogamy / serious / "good" girls still engage in casual sex if you get them horny enough
CHAT
