I’ll say that this story describes a pickup failure part #3

18:40.
I used an easier way; instead of pulling her clothes up, I put my hands underneath. She was loving it and I was loving it. She told me she was feeling great. Then I move higher, caressing her back on the breast level, which wasn’t exactly a massage. Then I move on and start stroking her legs and then buttocks.
She: Where are your hands?
Me: Right here (with a meta message: ‘And do you mind?’)
I fondled her buttocks, and damn they were tight. I started playing a wild beast, moving my fingernails hard all over her back and ass.
Me: Take some predator massage!
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June 24th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | | 0 Comments

I’ll say that this story describes a pickup failure part #2

18:05.
The kettle was close to boiling in the kitchen. The room was filled with dimmed light, a lamp was hanging above the bed, a candle and an incense stick were burning. Some mellow Erotic Lounge was playing. All together it looked if not intimate, but cozy for sure. We occupied the bed and started talking about stuff. I got a rather unusual bed there, not exactly a bed, more likely a construction of mattresses. Looks nice, and feels great, too. I made some tea, hand her the cup and give her a slight hug.
She: Hey you, little lion (she’s a friend, remember).
Me: It’s OK. Enjoy your tea.

18:20.
She was sitting on the chair while I was still on the bed. She must have tried to run away from me. What a silly thing to do, hehe.
I approached her and started massaging her shoulders.
She: What are you doing? Oh, a massage, right.
But shoulders were of little interest to me that night. I told her I started doing a bit of massage now and then, but I lacked practice (that was actually true). We spent some more chatting, and then there was some occasion to take her back on the bed. She seemed to be feeling positive about the situation, pleasantly thrilled by the unexpected. She went on talking, I was looking into her eyes and smiling. Then I thought, maybe the girl could use some massage now. If I thought so, then it was time for sure. I went on like, Bingo! Not asking anything I put her down on the bed, on her belly, and sat on her beautiful behind, and she did have a hot ass. I started massaging her back through her clothes.
She: You should do that to blondes.
Me: Why so?
She: They will let you do it without any clothes.
Me: Wow, let me do it this way for you.
I pull her clothes up so that her lower part of the back is naked; she makes an attempt to rise.
Me: Right, right, you don’t want it, I don’t do it.

June 10th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | | 0 Comments

I’ll say that this story describes a pickup failure part #1

Does anybody listen to Era? They got a song called ‘Flowers of the Sea’ from ‘The Mass’ of 1998. A great song, related to this story.

Getting closer to the point, I’ll say that this story describes a pickup failure, though a really weird, and even funny one. Like always, things went their natural way, guided by my elusive yet accurate efforts.

She’s a friend of mine. I’ve known her for quite a time, about four years or so. Here’s her brief profile: 7 on the hotness scale, black hair, joyful, outgoing, talkative, and quite intelligent. She also has something peculiar about her, some special experience and serious attitude, which, though, are far from spoiling the general picture. We’ve never had anything between us, and we barely saw each other for last several months.
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May 26th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | | 0 Comments

Photosession in cafe part #2

Bingo!

Two seconds later she realized what’s happening. She opened her eyes and gives me this ‘you die now’ look. Then she opened her mouth and utters something like:

- You… aaahhh… you…!
- Cheeky? Bad? I know!
- You…ooooh!

She must have run out of words. I moved towards her, put a hand on her shoulder and gave her another kiss. She tried to resist pressing her palm against my chest. Yet her lips were there, and she responded to the kiss finally. I stopped the kiss a minute later, took the cup and started telling about my childhood again, sipping on the tea. Like nothing had happened. She snuggled up to me and listened, or pretended to do so.
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May 12th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | | 0 Comments

Photosession in cafe part #1

I had a terrific evening just the other day.

It was late, I was in a café, an a girl was there, too. We both were waiting for our orders to be delivered. She was smoking. So was I. We talk about each other’s past.

I try to be as eloquent as possible, using phrases like ‘in my green years’, ‘when I was not so old’, ‘years ago’, ‘when the grass was greener’ and the like. All she said started with ‘When I worked in this model agency…’

When she was saying this for probably the 25th time, I interrupt her.
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April 28th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | | 0 Comments