Time/Date
Friday night, 11. September
Location
University party, welcoming freshmen into the fold
Logistics
Running solo, all my mates with girlfriends or busy drinking
What went down
We arrive at the party after a long rainy trip in the country, visiting historical landmarks and getting hammered. At this point I've consumed almost half a bottle of Jack and countless shots of foul smelling booze. On the ride over I've been sitting next to this 22 year old that caught my eye on the bus. Some playful banter for about half an hour, I start running the little sister gambit. She takes the bait and continues the banter.
This sets the mood for the night, I'm flipping through old routines and gambits in my head automatically. I haven't run game in 18 months, but it felt easy and came natural to me. I wasn't too drunk to game, but drunk enough not to have a care in the world. No inhibitions.
We get off the bus and get into the party, it's a huge room with a bar, a dancefloor and a seating area. I am dressed in old dirty jeans, torn and wrinkled, a black tucked shirt and a ugly as hell sweater to keep me warm, it was a rainy day. But I am grinning like an idiot and feeling secure, so I walk away from my friends and immediately head over to the dancefloor.
Someone grabs my arm, I look to my right and see nothing...so I look down and see this adorable tiny black girl, let's call her HbDwarf.
HbDwarf: You're Cro, right?
Cro: Yes I am
HbDwarf: I'm S, second year.
Cro: Cool.
At this point I look her over, and she's only about a 6....so I give her a wink
Cro: Nice to meet you, baby.
I give her a sideways hug and walks away, the dancefloor is waiting
Now, I am not a fan of the dancefloor. Not at all, not a special dancer, though I have decent moves considering..when it comes to dancefloor game, I've never played well. I usually lose the girls to more experienced dancers and gropers, but at that point all I could think about was dancing.
I head over and immediately notice this amazing ass, so I look up and see dark curly hair and a nice figure, so I grab her hand and twist her around and start dancing. I don't say anything, I just smile and wink and she jumps into my arms and we dance like wild animals for a while, she was a 7.5 but the figure and smile did it for me, I wanted her.
Let's call her HbScarf, because next I pull her scarf, lean in and smell her and she starts grinding me.
Someone grabs my arm, and pulls me away from her. HbDwarf is back, and she starts grinding against me.
HbScarf seems hurt, and starts grinding my other side, so I do a twist and grab both their hands, and form a trio on the dancefloor, juggling them both and having a blast.
I remember taking a quick moment to reflect....this was my first time back in the field, and it was instantly a great success. I think I need to take it up a step, so I turn my attention back to HbScarf, and let the Dwarf dance with us. Some people I know join us on the dancefloor, so I don't feel so bad about HbDwarf, she now has other people to dance with.
HbScarf is a wildcat, I twirl her around, and back into my arms and dive her, then pull her back up, twirl her away and pull her back in for a kiss, she gives me the cheek. Damn, miscalibration. I think something along the lines of comfort, but it's hard to get that in on the dancefloor. I've never studied flash game, so I am like a fish on dry land for a minute, but I recover immediately and continue dancing, all the grinding is giving me a serious hardon and she grinds against it, her ass on my dick and I look around to see if there is some way to pull her right then and there, but all I can see is the bathroom, filled with people in lines.
J the Ripper would've done it, I'm too much of a chicken...so we just continue dancing.
Somewhere along the line, I notice this stunning blonde watching me with intent in her eyes, she's wearing skintight jeans and a blue sweater, I can't see her upper figure, but she's lean, she has a stunning face and gives me puppy eyes, so I reach my hand out and she grabs it, joining me in the dance with HbScarf and leaving some douche with a v-neck muscleshirt behind by himself. I don't give him a second glance as I steal his girl.
She smells like flowers, so I call her HbFlowers.
I juggle the two girls like a pro, grinding both and HbScarf get's mad and starts to walk away, but I grab her scarf and pull her back in grinning, showing her more attention once more. Logistics is all I can think about, how do I spin this, which one do I chose and not hurt either one in the process.
Who cares? I'm having a great time, and what happens happens.....I get back into the moment, and spin both girls, while I get to know HbFlowers a little better. She has adorable features, a small nose, sharp cheeks and big inviting blue eyes which seem to beg me to take her out for a walk and play with her. I've not once spoken to either girl, and I just continue to smile seductively at Flowers and I turn my attention to her....I don't care about Scarf anymore, she fades out of the dance and I see her walk off, obviously hurt. I'll get her later.
Flowers grabs my sweater and pulls herself into my embrace and I smell her neck and then move in for the kiss. We make out on the dancefloor for what seems like an eternity, while she continues grinding me. I still have a hardon from Scarf, and she loves it.....sorry babe, wasn't you who started it, but you can finish it.
She breaks the kiss and winks at me playfully and walks away, back into the arms of the douche. He throws me a toothless smile, and starts grinding Flowers. I shrug and go get myself a beer at the bar, I'm parched and I down it in a minute.
Flowers walks past, so I grab her and pull her in, she winks and rips free and continues walking towards the bathroom.
She's playing hard to get, I don't mind....I loves myself the hunt
I kill time by chatting up HbLittleSister as she comes to the bar, and I buy her a round, we fluff for a while, then I notice Flowers is back on the dancefloor, so I make my move. I walk off and head for her and step in between her and doucher, and move her away from him. She laughs and smiles at me seductively, we start dancing again and she kisses me, so we make out for a long while, her tongue goes a bit wild, obviously inexperienced....might even have her v-card still. I grab the sides of her head and take control of the kiss, slowing it down and sensualizing it. She starts breathing heavily and rubbing against me, I have her turned on.
Everyone is watching us, we are in the middle of the dancefloor and out of the corner of my eye, I see doucher walk off, his shoulders low. I broke his spirit. I won.
We continue grinding and making out for a while, I am not pushing forward enough, I need to think logistics here, can I pull? Where to ? So I grab her shoulders, turn her around and start shoving her off the dancefloor towards the bar. All the way there I playfully but firmly push and shove her, she's loving being handled like that, she turns around and jumps in my lap and kisses me, I break the kiss and order 2 beers.
We take them to the side and talk for the first time, I get her name and some basic info....I start working comfort building, holding her hand and telling her there's something special about her....something I can't put my finger on, and make her feel special, one of a kind.
I look over and see HbScarf sitting alone, sad....we make eyecontact and I just smile, and return my attention to Flowers. I feel like a bad bad man, but I am horny and I shove the thought away to the deepest regions of my mind. Banishing it.
I push Flowers against the wall and thrust my tongue into her mouth, she starts breathing heavily again, and starts stroking my back. I put my hand up her sweater and feel the smooth and firm stomach, obviously an athlete....I start fondling her breasts while we make out, she's ready to pull....but I forgot one thing in all of this. I can't take her home, which is 5 minutes away by taxi....because I still haven't broken up with my girlfriend, and she's at home waiting for me. Why did I have to put it off? I'll have to do it in the morning.
I start feeling guilty, and look around and see the unapproving faces of my mates and girlfriends......what the fuck am I doing?
I stop kissing her and move back into comfort, a deadly move but I have this knot in my stomach now....I start running lines to make her feel special, and she looks away blushing. I grab her face and make her eyes meet mine.
Cro: What's wrong?
Flowers: I'm shy......
Cro: You needn't be.
I smile comfortingly and guide her lips to mine and give her a soft sensual kiss
Cro: Give me your number....I have to leave, I have work early in the morning....but I want to meet you again....do you want that?
She looks up at me with those bright puppy eyes
Flowers: Yes. it's xxxxxxx
I put both of my hands on the sides of her face and make out passionately with her for a couple of minutes, then say my goodbyes and walks outside.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I've never cheated before....I guess my relationship really is over.
I hail a taxi and head home, where I break up with my girlfriend for 18 months the next morning
What you did well
I was assertive, I wanted something and I took it.
Grinding three girls, two at a time TWICE while stealing Flowers from her doucher repeatedly
I smiled and grinned constantly, never really spoke.
I succeeded at Flash game for the first time
What you did wrong and could have done better
Logistics, I was fumbling sometimes, not sure what to do with all of this attention. I left two girls wounded.....I never do that, I guess I was a bit rusty after all
Other comments
I feel terrible for cheating, but it finally made me realize what I had been thinking about for weeks. My relationship was over.
I still haven't called Flowers, I want to but I feel ashamed for what I did.....I guess it will be a long while until I dial that number
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