This LR was dumb luck. I think I was just in the right place at the right time. What really did it for me is nonverbal actions on my part. Short summary: I'm leaving a party, my guy friend wanted a ride home, but also offered a ride to his girl interest and her friend. I had not met her before or spoken to her, but us being together in this situation basically allowed me to escalate very fast (hand holding, caressing her thigh, sexual conversation) on the ride home and fuck her at her place when I dropped her off. Everything happened pretty fast.
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I went to a house party last night, and while it was enjoyable I was striking out with women there all night. The crowd seemed to be older, in their 30's, whereas I am in my mid-20's. By around 12:30 I noticed that it was steadily emptying out, and I didn't particularly feel like staying either. I ran into one of my friends there, who was also going to head out soon, and I offered to drive him home since he's on the way. He accepted, but also had been hitting it off with a woman at the party, someone he knew and has been working on as GF material from what I can tell and taking it a little slower. When he asked me if I had room for two more and if her place is on the way, I said yes, I can go that route. We found her and her friend, who also wanted to leave, and I offered to drop them as well since it was on my way. While I knew my guy friend's girl, I had never spoken to her friend nor really noticed her at this party.
On the elevator down from the apartment, my friend and his girl were singing "Time of My Life" at the top of their lungs, clearly in some kind of connected zone between them and having a lot of fun. I broke the ice with her friend by introducing myself:
At this point my friend's girl was walking behind us and had her arm in my friend's hand. I looked back and noticed this, so I turned to P and said:
She continued to talk about her life, how she ended up here, and what she does. I find out that she's a freelance writer/editor that enjoys writing short stories. I had her explain some of her stories to me and the themes, and then joked about some of them are erotic and sensual, judging by her sensual voice and personality. She agreed with me and shared brief tidbits about two of them, one of them about two girls that fall in love with each other and have a passionate romance. I talked to her about Fifty Shades of Grey and how maybe this is a similar genre. She disagreed and thought that book was pretty tame compared to her stories. As we got in the car and continued to talk, I had her explain what she meant.
The walk to my car was maybe ten minutes long. Halfway along it I repositioned my hand to by interlocked into hers, and now we were walking like a couple, her close to me. She didn't resist and accepted my hand immediately and interlocked back. My friend and his girl took notice and they let her sit shotgun with me as I drove, with the other two in the back seat. They were singing as I continued to talk to my girl about her stories. We then talked about the party and how sometimes you go to the party and people judge you for who you are before even getting to know you. I told her that the best way to live life is without judgment, and it's amazing to find people who are warm, open, and accepting of everything life has to offer. She agreed with me and remarked that she felt a warm energy resonating from me. I think my fundamentals were on point.
Logistics were perfect - I was going to drop off my friend first (20min away), then his girl (20min away), then my girl's place was on the way back to my own house (25min and 45min, respectively). This city is huge, so travel times like this are pretty normal. But it certainly allowed me time in the car to really get to know her and get the ball rolling.
While the other two were in the car the conversation was friendly, and everyone talked about the party. After dropping off my friend (for whatever reason he didn't go home with his girl), there were three of us in the car and I focused on her friend and engaging her. We shared tales from the party and how we've been to good ones and bad ones. Definitely a good time to bond. Periodically I took my hand off the wheel and stroked my girl on her knee cap and upper left thigh. She wasn't resisting and seemed to be slowly getting turned on and aroused.
The conversation continued on a tense, sexual note for virtually the entire rest of the ride to her apartment. Where it got interesting is when I was going to park on her street. We noticed spots open, but there were also handmade signs that said "no parking on Sunday." I brought this up with her and suggested parking elsewhere, and she said "No, it's no big deal. I think they mean that you can't park during the day Sunday, but you'll only be here for a few hours." This was HUGE - I knew then that I was going to get more than just massaging in.
We parked and I opened the trunk to get condoms from my bag. However, she followed me and was looking, so I abandoned ship and just thought "here goes, I hope she has some." I luckily also carry one in my wallet.
It was now about 1:30am.
When we walked up to her place I took off my shoes, she showed me around the living room and some of her artwork. She went to the kitchen and grabbed water for us. I took the water, we both took a sip, and then I went in for the kiss. No resistance. We put down the water and then went to her room and had a night of intense, passionate sex. Lucky for me she also had condoms, which we used in addition to mine. I got her off once and she got me off once, and was very excited and passionate about it. I had zero ED issues until after I came after the second round - something about her demeanor was just incredible. I haven't had much experience with latina women. We had sex three times that night and the bed was soaked in all kinds of fluids.
I left at 6:45am in the morning and we exchanged numbers and agreed to see each other again soon.
I texted her later that day:
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I went to a house party last night, and while it was enjoyable I was striking out with women there all night. The crowd seemed to be older, in their 30's, whereas I am in my mid-20's. By around 12:30 I noticed that it was steadily emptying out, and I didn't particularly feel like staying either. I ran into one of my friends there, who was also going to head out soon, and I offered to drive him home since he's on the way. He accepted, but also had been hitting it off with a woman at the party, someone he knew and has been working on as GF material from what I can tell and taking it a little slower. When he asked me if I had room for two more and if her place is on the way, I said yes, I can go that route. We found her and her friend, who also wanted to leave, and I offered to drop them as well since it was on my way. While I knew my guy friend's girl, I had never spoken to her friend nor really noticed her at this party.
On the elevator down from the apartment, my friend and his girl were singing "Time of My Life" at the top of their lungs, clearly in some kind of connected zone between them and having a lot of fun. I broke the ice with her friend by introducing myself:
At this point my friend's girl was walking behind us and had her arm in my friend's hand. I looked back and noticed this, so I turned to P and said:
She continued to talk about her life, how she ended up here, and what she does. I find out that she's a freelance writer/editor that enjoys writing short stories. I had her explain some of her stories to me and the themes, and then joked about some of them are erotic and sensual, judging by her sensual voice and personality. She agreed with me and shared brief tidbits about two of them, one of them about two girls that fall in love with each other and have a passionate romance. I talked to her about Fifty Shades of Grey and how maybe this is a similar genre. She disagreed and thought that book was pretty tame compared to her stories. As we got in the car and continued to talk, I had her explain what she meant.
The walk to my car was maybe ten minutes long. Halfway along it I repositioned my hand to by interlocked into hers, and now we were walking like a couple, her close to me. She didn't resist and accepted my hand immediately and interlocked back. My friend and his girl took notice and they let her sit shotgun with me as I drove, with the other two in the back seat. They were singing as I continued to talk to my girl about her stories. We then talked about the party and how sometimes you go to the party and people judge you for who you are before even getting to know you. I told her that the best way to live life is without judgment, and it's amazing to find people who are warm, open, and accepting of everything life has to offer. She agreed with me and remarked that she felt a warm energy resonating from me. I think my fundamentals were on point.
Logistics were perfect - I was going to drop off my friend first (20min away), then his girl (20min away), then my girl's place was on the way back to my own house (25min and 45min, respectively). This city is huge, so travel times like this are pretty normal. But it certainly allowed me time in the car to really get to know her and get the ball rolling.
While the other two were in the car the conversation was friendly, and everyone talked about the party. After dropping off my friend (for whatever reason he didn't go home with his girl), there were three of us in the car and I focused on her friend and engaging her. We shared tales from the party and how we've been to good ones and bad ones. Definitely a good time to bond. Periodically I took my hand off the wheel and stroked my girl on her knee cap and upper left thigh. She wasn't resisting and seemed to be slowly getting turned on and aroused.
I dropped the friend at her place in the city, we all said bye and she wished her friend a good night, kissed me on the cheek, and now it was just me and my girl. Now it was time to go 100%. I amped up the tension on the ride back. We started talking about her erotic stories again, when I threw in:
The conversation continued on a tense, sexual note for virtually the entire rest of the ride to her apartment. Where it got interesting is when I was going to park on her street. We noticed spots open, but there were also handmade signs that said "no parking on Sunday." I brought this up with her and suggested parking elsewhere, and she said "No, it's no big deal. I think they mean that you can't park during the day Sunday, but you'll only be here for a few hours." This was HUGE - I knew then that I was going to get more than just massaging in.
We parked and I opened the trunk to get condoms from my bag. However, she followed me and was looking, so I abandoned ship and just thought "here goes, I hope she has some." I luckily also carry one in my wallet.
It was now about 1:30am.
When we walked up to her place I took off my shoes, she showed me around the living room and some of her artwork. She went to the kitchen and grabbed water for us. I took the water, we both took a sip, and then I went in for the kiss. No resistance. We put down the water and then went to her room and had a night of intense, passionate sex. Lucky for me she also had condoms, which we used in addition to mine. I got her off once and she got me off once, and was very excited and passionate about it. I had zero ED issues until after I came after the second round - something about her demeanor was just incredible. I haven't had much experience with latina women. We had sex three times that night and the bed was soaked in all kinds of fluids.
I left at 6:45am in the morning and we exchanged numbers and agreed to see each other again soon.
I texted her later that day:
