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!
19:00.
One of my hands made its way under her panties and grabbed a buttock, which felt terrific.
She: Little lion, what kind of a massage is that?
Me: It’s not a massage exactly, but if you don’t like it, I’ll stop.
I took my hand away and spent some more time just stroking her back. Then I visit her under-panties area again for a while, but I got bored with this kind of massage already.
19:30.
We were sitting on the bed in each other’s embrace, I just put my arms around her when she got up.
She: What are you doing?
Me: Only what I want to.
Then I used some catlike attitude, hugging her stronger and snuggling up to her like a cat after a generous dinner. I felt that passion was getting stronger inside of her, but she was restraining herself. I wasn’t! I was smelling her neck and hair, and then I kissed her on the neck. Seconds later, I took her head firmly and put it down a bit so that her mouth opened for the kiss. I kissed her, she did not kiss me back, but did not resist either. Then I threw in some real male attitude pushing her head against mine harder, touching her entire face with mine. She returned the kiss passionately, I dropped her slowly on the bed, and…
19:50.
And in a second she was up on the bed, crying. I tried to find out what was wrong, but I retreated fast, there was no use in that. I realized it would be more challenging for me to get her positive again than just getting her into my bed. I hugged her, got her warm, helped her get dressed and saw her to the door.
20:00.
We were walking to the tram station, she apologized. She told me she was alone but feeling shitty because she left her ex.
Me: Call me when you are fine, I’ll give you another massage.
??? (positively): Good. But I told you on ICQ not to start these things today.
Me: But you were enjoying this.
She thought for a while. Then she continued: ‘Yes, I did. But I like being friends with guys more.’
Me: It does not prevent us from being friends.
She: Yeah, that’s an option!
June 24th, 2009 - Posted in Seduction and debauchery | |
