Seductive Czech Blonde

It was Saturday afternoon and the first time I’d been out with Matt in a while. Probably since the beginning of the month when both he, Glen and I did a few sets in Byker before moving to a deserted Newcastle city centre. We were keen. He picked me up and we drove straight to Newcastle. It was a slightly overcast day and rain was in the air. The drab setting was a complete contrast to recent weeks of hot sun and energy. I was quick off the mark – confident and motivated after some recent successes. I spotted a reasonably cute girl who I first thought looked Polish, but she turned out to a borderline twerp Brit-trash – with the type of shitty and snotty reaction that would have knocked me out of my stride last year (“I’m only 19″, she snorted). I just smiled and put it out of my head. We walked past Eldon Square and our Game radar twitched as we both noticed at once a very attractive blonde girl in a delicious off-the-shoulder woollen dress jumper thing. We both looked at her with wide-eyes but I acquiesced to Matt and indicated I would sit back on the set if he wanted to do it. He greedily accepted my graceful and offer and I bit my lip, immediately regretting my generosity. She appeared to be slowly walking into the shopping centre but suddenly doubled back outside, before again heading back into the shopping centre (turned out she was looking for something she had dropped). Matt strode off and I watched him approach, get within a few feet, before he suddenly and inexplicably paused and turned back.

“Naa. Not feeling it. You do it, mate” he said.

I concluded that he had a lot of ring-rust having been out of the Game for most of June so he was probably feeling a bit of AA. I nodded, not giving a fuck, and went straight into action, slowly appearing by her side and opening her directly. The set was immediately hooked. She was a gorgeous blonde girl with hazel eyes, a cute button nose and all round natural beauty. Her body looked great under her jumper. The collar bone was visible and a flawless, light tan complimented her blonde hair. She is all day long a solid 8. A genuine head-turner. The set lasted around 7 or 8 minutes and it felt very relaxed, direct and implicitly sexual. The number close was straightforward. Given her comments in-set, I felt that she was at a loose-end for the day so I pinged her within the hour and she was in good response. I felt that it was worth pushing for the same night so, later that evening, at around 1am, I tried to get her to meet he (she had been up having some wine with her sister on Facetime) and she gave me just enough to think that it could be on. But it wasn’t to be. The messages continued over the next 48 hours until on Monday when she said she had had a really shitty Monday and would probably be able to meet that night. I called her immediately and we settled on 8pm. The arrangement was wine and a movie at my place. Of course she had some doubts and went into detail about these on Saturday (she didn’t know me, would she be safe, I need to get to know her more etc). But these were easy enough to navigate on the call.

Just as I was about to set off to pick her up, she messaged asking if I could come at 8:20 (turns out she was asking her sister for advice – should I sleep with him that night. Her sister didn’t cock-block me and the advice and simply said words to the effect of, if you like him why hold back, enjoy yourself).

I pulled up to her university halls and parked just along the street from the university security who were parked at the entrance. I got out of the car and sat on the end of my bonnet as they eyed me suspiciously. Ten minutes later, she still wasn’t here. I called her and she apologised and said she was just finishing getting ready. Five minutes later, I heard the door open and waited a few seconds before turning my head to see her. My jaw practically hit the floor. She was dressed in high-heels with a black shirt-dress. Her make up was impeccable. And to cap it all, her legs were encased in sheer black stockings. Yes, I could see the clue of the stocking tops just visible behind her shirt. She looked utterly incredible.

She climbed into the car and we entered straight into comfort talk as I filled the space over the 10 minute drive to my house. I had to resist my natural animalistic urges to gab her stocking-clad thighs. So I did not mention them, and did not say anything other than she looked beautiful tonight. I had purposefully left the candles lit and some Paul Kalkbrenner playing on YouTube on the TV to facilitate a smoother ambience when entering my house. We got in and I (unsurprisingly) did not ask her to take her heels off. Bottle of white wine out of the fridge, I poured us a small glass of wine each and we entered into conversation. It was incredible – on more than one occasion in the first 30 minutes she accused me of being ‘manipulative’ because I seemed to know the ‘exact’ things to say to her – to excite her mind – she said that I really understood women and probably do this all the time. Shit-tests, of a sort, but compliments all the same. After around 20 minutes or so I stood up and walked away from her on the sofa and leaned against the window sill. We continued to talk before I told her to stand up and come towards me; she complied. I then moved in close to her but didn’t kiss her. Instead, I started talking to her as I placed my left hand on her hip, looking down to her, my face inches from hers. I told her,

“You were several minutes late meeting me…which means you have earned several spanks”

She immediately played along. Her vocal tone dropped into a girly tone and she simply responded with,

“Have I?”

By this point our lips were a mere cm away but I refused to kiss her. Instead, I whispered things into her ear and began to describe what I wanted to do to her. Her lips were straining for the kiss but I again refused to give her what she wanted. Instead, I pressed my lips against her neck and began to nuzzle her. Moans and gasps ensued, before our lips eventually locked. I moved her over the window sill and slowly lifted her dress to reveal a phenomenal, hard, peachy ass, with a g-string tucked in tight. The spanking ensued. From there I ordered her onto the floor and began to spank her. Her body twitched and moved as my fingers trailed near to her pussy lips. he was already approaching a point of loss of control. I began to kiss her deeply as she was on all fours and took her hand onto my hard dick. Moments later it was condom on and I was fucking her on the floor. Screaming and yelling like it was going out of fashion. I finished by ripping off the condom and she drank it all. We sat in the sofa and basked in the moment, talking and caressing. Within an hour she was horny again and we were talking about her sexual interests (I won’t go into them here but they were extremely novel and graphic). We went upstairs and I fucked her hard and good and she again eagerly swallowed. Her orgasm was intense – a real shuddering spasm of involuntary movements with micro-spasms as we lay there. I loved it. Loved her smell, her pussy, her taste. The sex was basically incredible: with lots of talking and very physical in nature – for such a pretty girl I was astounded at the things she wanted me to do. But I did it and we continued again some 30 minutes later. This time I did not cum but fingered her to an intense and climactic orgasm. We fell asleep around 1:30am. Slept across the night with her spooned up tightly against me, enjoying the safety, she said next morning.

Across the day we fucked and fell into deep sleep a couple of times, only waking for me to take a couple of prearranged business calls. As I write this now, I am yet to shower, exhausted but in a good way. About to open a nice bottle of red wine and cook some pasta.

The Daygame highlight of the year for me so far. This really does capture the essence of why I do this. To meet a stunning European girl, just turned 20, with an incredible sexuality, incredible aesthetic, and a joy to talk to and just spend time with. No question I will see this little beauty again.

Thanks Matt!