Part 1

I was with a student and we were just wrapping up for the day and about to go for food when I saw her, a tiny little blonde in a yellow maxi-dress with an incredible figure,

“I’ve got to go an open that“, I said, as I simply just stared at her and watched her walk along the square carrying her violin, and out of my life. Perhaps it was fatigue or hunger. The want was there, but the energy wasn’t.

Around 30 or so minutes later we were sat waiting for our steak and having a beer in the outside seating of my favourite restaurant right on the square when I saw her again walk past and stand by the church as if waiting for someone. I looked at Rahul and he nodded. I was up out of my seat and strode purposefully toward her,

“Hi. I noticed you earlier. Obviously you’re a very beautiful young woman but what really caught my was this (points to violin). It is good to see a woman who is pretty but who takes interest in our European heritage like this“

She was immediately hooked and we entered into conversation. It turned out that she was waiting for a guy who had invited her for dinner after one of her music sessions,

“Then I best get your number quickly before he arrives then“, I said

“Oh no, it’s not a date this is just friends“. she replied

I quickly took her number and we continued to talk before a noticed a large, lanky dude appear and stare at both of us in a slightly bewildered manner. I ignored him and looked at her and simply stated,

“Coffee tomorrow“, to which she replied non-verbally by holding her phone up to me and shaking it twice as if to say call me.

I sat back down with Rahul and our steaks had arrived. It was a nice set with a very beautiful young woman and he seemed to enjoy the interaction as much as I did.

Later that evening we exchanged a few messages and agreed to meet next day for a coffee when she finished work. She arrived in another maxi-dress and I have to say she looked incredible. She had a tiny waist and a surprisingly shapely ass underneath. A micro-petite little blonde and a solid 8. 20 years old and a talented musician. We sat in the first venue and talked and built comfort but I was chomping at the bit to put a move on her so we left for a little bar I often use for this purpose. Thankfully the sofas were available. She is not a big drinker so she ordered tea and I took a beer. I moved the escalation forward and before long my arms were around her and it felt right to kiss her. Everything felt smooth and positive, but I did not try to build any more heat than was necessary. I instinctively knew nothing was happening tonight. She had two more days in the city so I felt in no rush.

The next day we again met for tea and this time there was a a comfortable and relaxed vibe very much like boyfriend/girlfriend as we sat on the sofa with lots of physical touching with hands and intermittent kisses. The conversation was good.

She was leaving the next day around 3pm and we both had no plans that evening so I suggested that she come to my hotel room and we could watch a movie. Surprisingly, she agreed but did say that she hoped that I would be a good boy. I met her a couple of hours later and we walked to my hotel. I grabbed a beer on the way but she didn’t want anything. She was in her yellow maxi-dress and she looked so gorgeous. We tried in vain to find any movies to watch on the TV and lay there on the bed and kissed. She asked me to massage her and laid down on her stomach. By now, my dick was hardening and I felt that this could be on. I could see that she had no panties on and I mentioned this to her and he said she never wore panties under her dresses. As I massaged her I began to peel her shoulder straps down. I was enjoying the feel of this gorgeous 20 year old and she was utterly pleasured as I made slow progressions down her body, deeply massaging her ass under her dress.

No objections.

I began to lift the dress to the top of her thighs so I could massage her better

No objections.

In one deft, foul move I rasped the dress up to expose her ass cheeks and she laughed and said,

Hey I am not wearing panties and you said you would be a good boy.

I laughed but respected this but continued to work her thighs and moved into her inner-thigh area. My plan was to lightly brush her pussy and see if I could raise her temperature.

There was no need.

I could feel the burning heat around her inner thigh. As I moved my hands closer to her pussy I felt the wetness on her inner thigh. I moved closer to her pussy and brushed it as I massaged her.

She was soaking.

My fingers began to lightly touch her lips and there were no objections. But as soon as I tried to insert a finger she laughed and pushed me away.

I left it at that and whipped my vest off and told her it was my turn. She massaged me for a good 30 minutes and I was as hard as an iron pipe at this point. I jumped up and pulled her to me and kissed her. I then took her hand and placed it on my dick through my shorts. She continued to massage me there as I removed my hand. After a minute or two I unbuttoned my shorts and whipped it out and she continued to massage me, before wanking me off slowly. I tried to escalate but she wasn’t having it. In the end I blew a huge cum shot all over my bed and she was entranced as she made me cum, playing with my dick for several seconds afterwards.

In many ways it was better than sex, that hour or so on my bed.

We arranged to meet again the next day and spent time walking arm in arm around an old market. Investigating old coins, pictures and bric-a-brac.

There was a sadness as we said goodbye.

Part 2

Back in England the communication continued over Whatsapp. I was flying to Danzig 5 days later and I suggested that we could meet. She was keen and said that she could come over and stay with me from Monday to Wednesday or Thursday as long as I was a good boy. The timing was perfect. My cousin was arriving on the Saturday and leaving on the Tuesday which meant I could spend the most of the week with her and ideally, just relax, visit beaches and sight-see.

She duly arrived a little earlier than expected on the Monday afternoon and my cousin made himself absent for a few hours. We went back to the apartment and dropped her things off. She wanted a shower so I did the same and made to go to sleep for an afternoon nap. The pretence lasted some 20 minutes as the kissing escalated and there was a clear desire from her to have sex. It was impossible to lie there with such a gorgeous little kitten and I effortlessly led the seduction. Within an hour of her arriving I had slept with her; the smallest pussy I have ever been inside.

We spent the next 3 days and nights exploring places across the city, visiting museums and beaches. In the evening we lit candles and massaged one another as we watched films on her Iphone amid a nest of pillows and blankets.

We said goodbye on the Thursday and I felt a strange emptiness inside of me. Like watching myself in another life; a non-participant in my own. There was a beauty and an emptiness in the experience. A beauty built on the mutual attraction; on the symbiosis of her feminine charm and the concept, no doubt, of a romantic interlude for her. But also for me, too.

But the hard reality is that this represents Game done too well. There is a common misconception that meeting women such as this are the prize, the end that justifies the means. But each of these beautiful connections are ultimately designed to fail. They work and exist in a very artificial imagined ecology which represents a release from proximity for both her and I. An opportunity for two people, separated by a generation, to lose themselves in something that sits behind their everyday reality. It is like the audience watching the stage play, but behind the performance resides another curtain where something even more interesting is being played out. But sooner or later, we have to concentrate on what is being played out in front of us, as mundane as this may appear to be.

We are speaking now and will arrange to meet again in Poland and the UK. A beautiful, elegant and feminine woman – why, given the caveats above, would I not want this?