Lay Report #3

Russian 10

It was the superb arse I noticed at first. A 5″3 blonde that was blessed with a clear love of the gym and a super genetic profile. I wheeled back and followed her into the restroom area of the mall (not what it sounds like!).

“Excuse me“, I confidently stated. Two women stopped and turned around, but she wasnt one of them. I tried once more and she stopped. Poker faced.

“Hi…do you speak a little English“? I gestured, mimicking a small thing with my fingers.

“No. No English“, she answered in Russian.

I immediately smiled and entered the set, paying no heed to the language obstacle. As it happened she spoke a little. We spoke for no more than two minutes and I asked her to meet me for a coffee tomorrow. She declined, citing language difficulties.

“Google translate!” I waved my phone. She smiled and accepted, offering me her WhatsApp.

I messaged her later and the signs were good, sending me a cute picture of her in leggings. The date was agreed for 8:30pm next day. Fast forward. She didn’t respond to my message, despite having read it. The date didn’t go ahead. I messaged her next day saying she was a bad girl and had lost the kisses she had accrued. Her reason was again language difficulties. We suggested meeting again but she was 50/50 that night but agreed in principle. I waited 2 hours then sent her a text to cancel,

“Sorry, I’ve made other plans“. As it turned out, I clubgamed The Georgian (see lay report below) after two back to back dates with a Russian and an Estonian earlier that evening, #busyman.

So next day we started the conversation and she threw several strong shit tests at me, before we agreed for a date at 8 30pm. It was on this time for sure.

First pub, we sat and chatted and the vibe was great fun. A mixture of Google translate and silly jokes with facial expressions and gesturing. We bounced to another venue and I took her to the quietest corner. She initiated kino, sitting on my knee and the mood was sexual. For the next 3 hours we drank and kissed and spoke. We took pictures and made it a memorable night. Around 3am I led her to a taxi and back to mine with strong assumption, she offered no resistance. It was a nice finish to the night, holding her as we looked out over the city listening to music. We collapsed into bed, drunk and exhausted. She undressed and wore my vest.

We awoke at 7am. I was spooning her hard. I was still a bit pissed and was surprised I had this red hot blonde in my bed. At first I couldn’t place things and then I recalled it all. My hands went straight to her g-string and I pulled it down. My cock had had a load of action over the last 3 days and I was worn out but I wasnt missing out on this. I slid straight in and we fucked on her side, before I bent her over and finished all over her arse. We stayed in bed another 2 hours and she left.

We’ve been speaking non stop and shes a really cool, fun and beautiful girl. Shes booked a flight to visit me for 4 days in May…..