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 | |
