Lay Report: SDL with American student visiting Japan

It was toward the end of a second number farming day in Tokyo. I was reaching 14 approaches that day and 3 weak numbers and the rest was gosh or freaked out blowout from local Japanese girls.

It was in Omote-sando and bit passed 20:00 and the sun set when I saw Kami. She was about my height, mid-length light brown hair and green eyes. She was Short demain short, white tight top and bra, a light orange bomber and while sneakers.

Pretty close but the short was not that short.

She was checking out a street deserts place but gave me a double takes.

“Excuse me! I know you are getting tempted but this strawberry whipped cream crêpe, but I just saw you and I thought you look very cute.”

She instantly flashed a smile and I start stacking.

“You are an international student in Tokyo who use studies as an excuse but the reason why you are really here is because you are addicted to Japanese anime.”

She were into a monologue where I learned she was an American student based in Hong Kong in a Chinese university on a scholarship. She was in Japan for 10 days on holidays. She was alone that day but would head to Kyoto the next day to meet another American friend. She has no specific plans besides going to Roppongi and finished her monologue by asking me what I was doing in Tokyo.

I told her I was on holidays for about 10 days as well.

We decide go for desert at the street shop she was looked at before I approached. She actually got the strawberry whipped cream crêpe and a just got a milk bubble tea.

I started to walk down the streets and she just followed. She asked me if I’m available to go to Roppongi with her. In my mind was hesitating between just letting visit Roppongi and set a date later and do more approaches in the meantime. But then I thought that I was here on holidays as well and might as well check out Roppongi Hills.

From then on, I did a few logistical mistakes due to the fact that I did know the city well and was not prepared at all.

First we went into the Omote-sando metro station, I was just sure about the ticket fare and took the wrong turn twice.

When we got to Roppongi, we went straight to Roppongi Hills. She wanted to go compared it to Hon Kong Central district and we were both unimpressed. At point because, Endgame was screening on cinemas, we talked about Marvel vs. DC. I told her I was still a little boy on the inside. Overall, communication was pretty natural and flirty.

She told me that one of her dad’s friend recommended her to try the local Yebisu beer. It’s rather popular in Japan and don’t export it apparently. I’ve seen in on all bars that in Shibuya the previous night. So I assumed it would available in most bars. Well… another mistake, I led her to 3 bars and they didn’t have it. We eventually settled for one of them with a Spanish theme. We both got an Kirin and sat on the terrace. She told me more about herself, I did the same. Confort basically, she would catch me checking you her legs and her boobs. Regarding her boobs, to be “fair” so to speak, she was adjusting her bra every now and then.

She was from Texas but moved to Tennessee and graduated from high school here before getting a full scholarship to study in a Chinese university in Hong Kong. She was been studying Chinese since she was a kid dreamed about working in an international financial hubs, with Hong Kong being her top choice.

Anyway, when she was talking about her dreams, I was checking her rings and eventually we were holding hands.

At the moment, I was thinking that I need to find a way to get her to Shibuya where I was staying. I just went for that we would find the Yebisu beer there and that the vibe would be more local. We finished our beers and I paid.

Another logical mistake, when we were changing line, we at the gate we realized we bought the wrong ticket, there are two companies that operates separate set of lines… we had to buy new and correct tickets.

At Shibuya, I took her to an Irish bar closes to 109 mall. We finally got the Yebisu. We were sit on a couch next to the window. I’d played a bit with her hair, hand caressing, lap-to-lap. I would have gone for the kiss but it was Japan, and it’s not socially appropriate to kiss in public. At least it was my understanding. As I was thinking about bouncing back, she told me she was tired and went to go back to her hostel to take a shower and suggested to meet again when she will be back go Tokyo the next Friday.

Maybe I could have pushed but I didn’t so we finished our beers and walked toward the Shibuya station. On the way, she asked where I was staying. I told her 5 minutes walking from where we were. And surprisingly, she bounced herself by asking me if she could take a shower at my apartment!

I obviously agreed and started walking toward my studio. I was thinking that the Daygame God were recompensed me that day after soooooo many hard blowouts.

The studio was very small, just a room with a small kitchen corner, a double bed and a small toilet/shower. Typical in central Tokyo. I gave her a towel and she took a quick shower. She came out wearing her denim short and her white top but without her bra. Her nipples were fully visible. I couldn’t resist. I pulled her by the waist and kissed her. She kissed me back and it turned quickly to a make-out.

I threw up on the bed, went on too and we made out heavier while pushing my knee between her legs. She was kissing me more aggressively and her hand were grabbing my ass. Our clothes came off shortly after. I fingered her a bit before she moved into doggy-style position and said “Grab the condom in your wallet and fuck me!”.

After the sex, the first thing I asked her was how did she know I had a condom in my wallet, she said she saw it when I was paying for my milk bubble tea and she was thinking “I see, he is this kind of guy” and it kinda turned her on knowing that I was ready so to speak.

Not very discreet. But in Russia, I almost never take out my wallet and pay by cash or credit card. I use Apple Pay all time.

She found me attractive from the start. She was studying so hard for month and leaves in a student dorms in Hong Kong’s New Territories and didn’t have sex for over a year.

She thanked me asked me why I told so long to led her to my studio. At the Irish bar she really wanted to go back to her hostel and take a shower and meet the next Friday. But when she knew I was staying so close, she changed her mind.

Basically, I should have led more and be more persistent. I got this notch with a lot of luck.

We did met again Friday for a bit of romanticism, walked in a Shinjuku garden, Yakiniku and and round of love.

She thanked me and told me that it was her best holidays in a while and that she have never done that before. She hope we will meet again. Actually it’s possible as I do have to hit Hong Kong toward the end of the year.

New flag as well! 🇺🇸


Lay report: Yellow fever

I was thinking a lot whether writing this lay report as I don’t think there is anything to learn game wise. She had the yellow fever and got into K-Pop and started to learn Korean about 2 years ago. She just wanted to have sex with an Asian guy and I was her first. I believe the only challenge was that spoke close to zero English and 99% of the verbal communication was on Google Translate and another Russian translation app.

Anyway, here is the story.

I was daygaming in Galeria [1] another day after work, she gave an IOI – big smile while we passed each other. I turned back and she turned back as well. I just said “Hey!” and she just stopped. I really straight away that she decided as she pulled out a phone and open a Russian translation app and asked me to type in what I just said. Well, this is supposed it. It was obvious. But I pulled out my phone instead and launched Google Translate.

Not that hot and slim but same style

Me on my phone: “You can’t just look at me and not say anything.”

Her on her phone: “This is the first time I see cute Asian guy in St. Petersburg. Are you Korean?

Me on my phone: “No. Don’t tell me you are one of those K-Pop fan?”

Her on her phone: “I started to learn Korean and I’m interesting in Korean culture in general”. Are you Japanese?

Me on my phone: “Wrong again! But you will never [I go into my background stories]”

She got a call from probably a friend and I was just waiting. She hanged up after a couple of minutes and typed into her phone that her friends are waiting for her for dinner. I got her Instagram and hugged her goodbye.

A couple of day later, I had to go back to Paris for personal reasons but she was reacting to all my stories. There were almost no messaging besides me telling her that I was back in town and we should go grab a drink. She just replied where and when. I messaged her the address of the Howl Bar and to meet at 20:00.

She had a tight black pant, high heels boots and write top. I was sitting on the edge of the window and she sat on the chair at the opposite of the table.

But she shortly moved next to me because it was just easier to talk through translation apps on phones. She told me that one of her best friends was in exchange in Korea over 2 years ago and she came back very passionate about the Korean culture and she got interested in herself.

She was checking our my rings and my pendants. She was kinoing me. Now that I think about it I could have tried to bounce back after venue 1 but I decided to play it safe and took her to another wine bar a block away after one drink.

On venue 2, we got a table at the back of the room with a couch. Very quickly we were holding hands and the kiss followed shortly after. I showed her pictures on my recent trip to Cape Town and Lisbon while she was in my arms. I asked her who was her favorite actor. She googled a picture of Keanu Reeves and some K-Pop singer. Obviously, she fancies Asian men.

I use again liquor that I brought back from South Africa to bounce. She just agreed. We put our coats on, left and a couple of minutes later we were at mine. Like usual, I gave her a tour of my place [2] before sitting on the couch. I went to get the Amarula while she was messaging. I switched on Netflix and started to watch “The Age of Adeline”. 20 minutes into the movie, we were heavily making out. Her hands were wandering under my top as I was grabbing her boot under her shirt. I led her by the hand to the bedroom. Not LMR, our clothes came off. I fingered her. She gave on a blowjob (with a condom on). First time and I didn’t like it. So I took it off and tried to push her down without the condom but she wouldn’t. She went to take a shower. Once she came back we had sex.

We had 3 more rounds that night and she said over until noon. She told me during the post-sex talk in the morning that she was considering having sex on venue 2 when we kissed but she really decided that she wanted when we were making out of the couch. I was the first foreign she had sex with. She also mentioned that even before she started to get interested into Korean culture, she always thought Asian men wre exotic, which explains that her favorite actor is Keanu Reeves. She also said that there are a lot of Asian students in exchange in her university but they were not attractive at all and that she was happy when she saw me in Galeria and that I approached her.

We met again 2 weeks later for more sex. But she got pissed at me the week after because I took 3 days to reply to her message. To be fair I actually didn’t message anyone for 3 days. But I had enough with her and just felt like chasing new leads instead.

[1] Big surprise! 😀

[2] I guess it does make girls feel safer.

Lay report: Russian Matryoshka

This lay was pretty straight forward. I don’t know if there is much to learn. I felt like we I had to do was approach. It was on Date 1, one venue, one drink and bounced back.

I approached during my very first daygame session on the year on January 10, in Galeria. She was wearing a typical Russian fur coat and had a scarf .around her head.

Not as cute and with blacker hair

I got in with a “Hi” that she looked cute with her scarf around her head, like a babushka. She laughed a reply “Not babushka! Matryoshka”.

I insisted a bit “No babushka” and she would again say “Matryoshka!”. It was playful. Then she asked for where I was from. And we exchanged names. I teased her a bit on her fur coat and grounded the set by letting her know about me. I think at the point we were a bit over 5 minutes into the set when her phone rang, I understand that it had to meet her friend. We exchanged Instagram and parted away.

I messaged about an hour later when I got home. We exchanged a couple of messages and sent the date request. She declined as she said had to work. I suggested another day and she accepted.

We meet on Mayakovskaya a bit over a week later and I lead her to the Howl bar. She was wearing all black outfit, tight jeans, heeled boots, low cut job. I wanted to fuck her.

I sat on the edge of the window, most girls would sit on the chair across but she put her purse there and asked me she could sit next to me. We got 2 glasses of Spanish Merlot. We talked about travel, food, St. Petersburg and the whole time she was laser eyeing me. We were handling hands pretty quickly and soon after her hand was on my leg and shortly after again one of her legs was over my mine.

I just put my hand around her ear, moved it to the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. She kissed me back and put some tongue in. I stopped went back to comfort and drink wine for 10 minutes or so before going back to kissing. All lights were green so far so I decided to go for the bounce back.

“I bought back some South African liquor from my trip to Cape Town. You should try it”

She just nodded. I grabbed my jacket and went to pay that the bar while she was putting her coat on.

At the front door, she hesitated a bit. So I told her that she could anytime. In my apartment, after taking out coat/jackets and shoes off, I gave her the usual little tour. Then so her the view from the terrace before she went to sit on the couch while I was getting the bottle of Amarula. I put some jazz on Spotify.

I showed her some pictures from Cape Town and Lisbon for my recent trip. She did the same but with pictures of her hometown (Samara). Shortly after we were making out, she was very on and started to kiss me harder and with more passion – Full hard tongue in my mouth. Her hands went under my t-shirt. I mirrored it. Soon after, my hands were grabbing her ass. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. She took her top first before taking off my t-shirt. Then sat on my laps and kissing passionately again while I unhooked her bra. A few minutes later our jeans and all our underwears were off and we were making sweet love.

As I said at the beginning, it made it easy. During the post-sex talk, she told me that she found me very cute and she decided that wanted to have sex after we kissing at the venue.

Lay report: Russian Tourist Student – Long lead

This is the continuity of a Russian Tourist Student that I’ve been on 3 dates with, in 2017. Date 1 is on this link and Date 2 is that one.

She hasn’t changed a bit, exected with longer hair

Date 3 was a 45-minute or so coffee date after she got back from Prague. We just had a normal chit-chat on a Saturday afternoon and ghosted me after that.

But about 3 weeks ago, when I was coming up from the cloakroom in Galeria, on my way out of a Daygame session, we ran into each other. She gave me a nostalgic smile. I found out that the reason she ghosted over a year ago was because her dad passed away shortly after Date 3. Even over a year later, her eyes were watering and I instinctively gave her a hug. In the moment I also remembered that her mom passed away when she was a kid so this is basically her and a little brother. She asked me if we could meet on Sunday and I said yes and parted away.

On that Sunday, she postponed the Date 4 to Monday due to family issues.

So we met on Monday evening after work at Mayakovskaya. I took her to a place recommended by RoyWalker called Marius, a couple of blocks away. I wanted to try something new. We got a table with an angled bench and ordered two glasses on red wine.

We spent the first hour or so catching up on our lives. She told me she graduated and now she’s working full time in a travel agency but she is mostly helping clients get visas. I’ve tried to avoid talking about her situation since her dad passed away but it came up and she cried a bit. I basically let her and shortly after she put herself in my arms. And shortly after again we were holding hands and kissing.

I feel rather uncomfortable when a girl cries so I even asked her if she wanted to go and rest. Yeah… I know… But then she said:

“I remembered that you live close by. Maybe we go to your home and try this drink from South Africa?”

Yeah I mentioned about my recent trip to Cape Town over New Year with RoyWalker and that I bought back a sweet vanilla liquor from there. But she was pulling herself.

I just replied:

“Sure! Let’s finish our glasses and head there”.

At mine, she made herself at home. She took her her boots, she knew where to put her coat and went straight to the bathroom to wash her hands. In the meantime, I was in the living room taking out the South African liquor. She went to sit on the couch. I got back with two shots and we cheered. I put the music on and she put herself in my arm again. I obviously wanted to fuck her and all lights were green so far. I looked at her lifted up her head toward mine and we started to make out for a few minutes and stopped. We got another round of shots. We cuddled a bit then made out again but heavier and longer. I put her on my labs facing me. More kissing and I lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom.

We made out like horny teenagers on the bed with me on the top and she took off my top and then took her off. She was a sexy pink bra. I unhooked it and her two small breasts were out. I sucked her nipples and she moaned “Daaaaaaa!”. I pulled down her pants and then put down my jeans. Then put my hand under her thong to finger her. She was soaking wet. I took her her pantie off and she pulled down my boxer. I went down on her then made out some more. Shortly after I was fucking her doggy style. We had two more rounds until around 3am.

We had a little post-sex talk which is always the best time to get some honest feedback. She mentioned that she was thinking about me often and that if I would have messaged her again she would have replied. She has been on dates but never passed Date 1. She was thinking about having sex since the Date 1 but wanted to be good. She is rather Russian like traditional with guys. She was so happy that we ran into each other again as she thought we would never meet again. So did I!

2018 Review – Well…

After RoyWalker and Mr. White, I’m following with my 2018 review.

In Cape Town, I mentioned to RoyWalker that 2018 was likely my worse year in term of game and that I’ve only had 6 or 7 notches. It was actually less. I was 5 notches, 4 from Daygame and 1 from Nightgame. I thought the Polish Erasmus student was in 2018 but it was in 2017.

Let’s jump into the Daygame stats.

If we look at the stats, in term of ratio, in 2018 they were not as good as 2017 but pretty close. The root cause of my low lay count can be tracked down to the number of approaches. It’s a bit over 50% less than 2017 and resulted in a worse approach to lay ratio: 1 out of 68 in 2018 vs. 1 out of 54 in 2017.

FYI, the 2017 Review can be found here.

As you can see, statistically speaking I have to long way to go to reach the infamous 1 out of 30-ish approach to lay.

I’m definitely not gifted and I’m a low learner. If I just slack off and not discipline enough. I don’t know if I would ever reach a 1 out 30 approach to lay ratio.

Now let get down the reason reason why my results were nothing to brag about. I have been going about it and there is nothing to do with my Daygamer skills. I mean that I don’t think my skill has gone down compared to 2017.

The main reason that my workload significantly increased. I have been assigned to significantly to biggest, more stressful projects for more VIP clients from Q2 2018. This has significantly impacted not only my game, but all personal life in general, including less time at the gym as well and less time off.

The second reason that can be reflected in my Date 1 stats. I lost a lot of girls in Date 1. They don’t come out again in Date 2. Dates have become kind of a routine: same venues, same conversation, same questions, same stories, etc. I haven’t been able to be in the moment. I had a more enthusiastic, playful and especially more flirty vibe in 2017. I’m 200% sure, girls could feel it. However, this has been getting way better since the beginning of 2019 and got 2 notches in a week [1].

It has been ok at work so far. I’ve have been normal hours, way less stress, more free time to approach, message and to go back to my gym routine.

Here the run down my lay 4 Daygame lay and the only Daygame lay.

So yeah… nothing to brag about in 2018. But looking at the bright side, I’ve taken the virginity of a 25-year-old girl and the busty Georgian is in the Top 3 of the hottest girls I’ve ever bed.

This year, I’m aiming at least get back to my results in 2017 and hoping to do better and go under then 1 out of 50 approach to lay ratio.

[1] Lay reports to come.

Lay report from Nightgame – Cute Russian Jurist

It took me a while to write this lay report. It a notch from November and also my last new notch from 2018 unfortunately. Next post would be 2018 results, which was not a good year for me. But back to this lay report.

It has been a while since I got a new notch. I’ve have been working my ass off, that have been leaving me with very little time form anything else. But it still worth it as I have been asked to renew my visa for another 3 years. Totaling 6 years in Russia would be the daygamer dream.

Anyway, let’s go back to the story of this new notch. I was at French-Russian party over a month ago. I’m a regular, I go there every other time or so. The organizer is a good friend and I know a few regulars there. Quality is unpredictable and this time I was pretty average.

I was socializing, chatting with a couple of acquaintances when I finished my beer and headed to the bar to get another one.

While the Bartender was getting my beer, a cute little blondie came next to me to order a glass of wine. I looked at her, slim, small frame, long blonde hair, smiling, big green eyes, not so much boobs, ballerina-like body basically.

I opened with:

French? English?

She tried in French but it was super basics so we switched very quickly to English.

I teased her about being too happy for a Russian. I couldn’t think of anything else. She still laughed and started to kino me. Oh! She got her wine in the meantime. We introduced ourselves and then her friend came to grab her. She left saying:

We will talk later.

I went back to talk with a few regulars.

About an hour later, she was sitting on a couch alone messaging on her phone. I grabbed the opportunity and went sit right next to her and reopened with:

Tell me the true! You were swiping left and right on Tinder

Haha! I wish but I was messaging my ex.

And she surprisingly went on a monologue about how her ex, a Spanish guys that hosted her (Couchsurfing) 2 years ago in Barcelona, cheated on her and how the girl was not even hot. She even showed me the Facebook message thread. She was super desperate. At this point, I thought it was just going nowhere. I couldn’t control the frame and I took her WhatsApp just with a more “Why the hell not. We never know”.

I left the bar shortly after as I was starving. I stopped by a cheap steak place before going home and pinged her a photo of the steak and fries at a feeler. She replied that she was a vegetarian. I talked her that they would be more for me.

I got sick for a good 10 days so I had some time to do more messaging. For reasons that I didn’t get she told me she could stop by my place to drop some oranges. I called her my future ex-wife and we role played the wife-husband. I asked her out of a Date 1 and she accepted it.

We met a 20:00 at Mayakovkaya. I was dressed to get laid – Jean and sweater. We went to the Howl bar. Some comfort about 40 minutes: Travel, family, careers etc. And I started to verbally escalate calling out her slim but sexy legs then moved to physical escalation. I told to sit the edge of the window next to me. she complied. I told her about my ring and made sure to drop some stronger eye contacts every now and then.

Shortly after I pulled her in for a kiss without resistant at all. But after the kiss, she asked me:

Why did you do that?

You looked like you wanted to be kissed.

I see. You are quite confident.

No! No! No! I’m very shy

… And we made out for a few minutes. The date ended shortly after with her taking one of the latest metro. I didn’t push it and maybe I could have. 

We went for Date 2 a week late, we meet at Mayakovkaya again. It was freezing cold, she came with a massively big winter jacket but I could see that she dolled up and put on some heeled boots on and a dress or skirt. I took her to a wine bar 2 blocs away from my place. It was a new venue, I wanted to try something different just to keep things interesting for me. When she took off her winter jacket, I had an instant boner. She was wearing a tight, short red dress. A clear green light, she came out expecting something to happen. I didn’t compliment her. She would call it out later. We sat on a table across each other. I said:

Red of course?

Yes! of course!

I stood up a went to see what they had on the wine shelves and came back with 2 glasses. 

We blabla-ed about our week in English then we switched to French. Just to make thing interesting you know… At some point, she called out that fact that I didn’t comment on her outfit. I told her that I have noticed. On the spot, to be honest I thought it was a bit insecure of her to call it out. But it was another green light. I grabbed her and at some point. I just don’t remember when. She quizzed it back and considering the Date and how she dressed up I was not surprised. 

I decided to bounce her to a more seductive place across the street, but all couches were taken. I lead her down the street, to another bar, which was also full. I took the opportunity to just bounce to mine 

Do you know where there is free drink and nice seating? 


My place. 

She grabbed my arm and I just started to walk toward my place. It was just a block away. As you guys might have noticed by now, I have pretty good logistics. 

At mine, we took off our shoes and jackets, I gave her a little tour. She sat on the couch as I’m putting as I asked Google to turn on the music and poured the wine.

I went sit next to her and I told her about my end-of-year vacations plan and she told me about her, which was basically going to Finland for a few days and go to spend Russian Orthodox Christmas with her parents in a small town somewhere in the center of Russia. We moved on to taking about French food.

At some point, I pulled her in for a kiss which turned out quickly a makeout. I stopped twice some wine for myself and to go to the bathroom. She initiated the make out 2 out of 3 times at that point. Her hands started to wonder and she pressed more again me. I remembered feeling her boobs again my chest. After a good 10 minutes or so of makeout, she moved to sit on my labs facing me. She started to kiss me harder and harder. I stopped her and took her we had time. But she would kiss me back straight away. At this point I thought it was in the pocket but as I started to grab her ass. She suddenly stopped, stood up and said she had to go. 

She put her boots on and her jacket on, and left just like that. 

I was honestly confused. It was nowhere close to a near-miss but she clearing turned me on and I really wanted to fuck her. 

Once she got back home, she messaged me that she safely go back home and thank me for the amazing evening. We carried out messaging like “nothing” happened. I set up the Date 3, about 10 days later, directly at my place for a raclette.

She brought a bottle of red and a cheesecake. She was dressed more casual – good student kind of skirt, white legging and a pink top. I poured her a glass of the wine she brought while I was setting up the raclette machine and putting the potatoes and cheese on plates. During the dinner, it was just very friendly chit-chat about her time in France and how she missed French food and how happy she was to eat raclette in Russia. I was honest and told her I was not a fan of Russian food and the good in St. Peterburg in general. This is actually true, now I travel more for good food than more girls. 

She finished the raclette, she ate more than I did and I teased with “Where do you put all this food in such a tiny body”. She just hit me saying that it was just so good. 

She had dessert and more wine on the couch. She was really in a happy mood, full of energy and kept talking. We were like half a meter apart but holding hands. I went to grab the bottle of wine and when I got back I closed the distance by sitting closer to her. She noticed it and just smiled. I just pulled her in for a kiss. I stopped and she kissed me back. I moved down and kissed her along her neck and behind her ear then stopped. I looked at her and pulled her in a heavy make-out. She reciprocated it. I laid on the couch and moved on the top making out heavier. I pulled her an old move, which is putting my knee between her legs. She moaned and then I put her hand on my cock over my jeans. She started to slowly caress it. I put my hand on her legs and slowly move it under her skirt as we were making out and her hand was still on my cock. I started to caress her pussy over the legging, It was wet and I could clearly feel the heat. I moved my hand under her legging and underwear and fingered her. She moaned louder. I stopped, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. She took her top, I reciprocate and took out mine. She then started to miss my chest and went up for a make-out. I unhooked her bra and took off her skirt, legging, and pantie together. She took off my jeans and my boxer and the rest is history. A few minutes later I put my P into her V. 

During the post-sex talk, she told me that during Date 2, she really wanted to but she has this 3 dates rule before sex and she just wanted to stick to it no matter what. She knew that we would have sex on Date 3 once she decided to come over to mine for dinner. 

I offered her to stay and was hoping for another round but she wanted to leave as she is living with her mom and didn’t want to have an awkward conversion with her mom if she would have slept over. 

Lay report: A Romantic week with a 25 year old virgin Siberian

I haven’t been posting for a while. Busy life so this blog has to go down in term of priority. But I finally got some spare time to tell you the story of this very K Siberian 26-year-old tourist that took the virginity on the second date with long iDate which was more like Date 1.

It was at the beginning of August, on a Monday. I was walking down Nevsky after work and was thinking if I should go home and cook dinner or dine out when I saw a very cute Asian looking girl among the crowd. She was denim short, trainers and a white top. She was a bit smaller and I thought it was Kazakh.


I went in and tapped on her shoulder. She gave me the “WTF is this guy look” until I told her she looked cute. She blushed straight away and looked down. She found out she was a tourist and lived in an industrial town east of Siberian. She was that for a week after spending a few days in Moscow.

She asked me what I was doing now and I told her that I was thinking about where to have some dinner and decided to go for the iDate by telling her she could come with me. She was alone and visiting so I thought why not see how far I could push it. We went to Little Italian, a small restaurant of Nevksy. All tables outside were taken so we had to sit inside.

We got some wine and share a pizza. I went into comfort, she told me she studied in Moscow and moved back to her Siberian town as her mom went to. She got raised by a very traditional and strict single mom and 26 years old. It was her first time traveling without her mom and told me that she has been enjoying the freedom of not having her mom around. After the dinner, we told a long walk down Nevsky, toward my place. I was hoping to bounce but I didn’t happen that night.

I took her to a beer garden, I got a Belgian beer and she got a latte. We sat next to each other on a couch. But I could feel it was not feeling comfortable with me so close. So I move back a bit and she natural turned her body toward me but every time I would move closer she will move back a bit.

At some point, she called it out and said that she is not used to be alone with a man and doesn’t comfortable with men. She fancied me I could feel it but it was definitely too fast for her.

After about an hour, we left the beer garden and walked down Nevsky a bit more until Mayakovskaya metro station went we ended the iDate. We agreed to meet the next day at Mayakovskaya at 19:30.

The next week, I went straight to meet her after work. She dressed up that day, she would an elegant red dress on, let down her hair and put her pink heels shoes. I complimented her on her look and she giggled.

I led her to Howl bar. We sat on the edge of the windows and go some wine. She told me about her job. She was working in logistics for some kind of gold trading company and how many she was to get such a job in such a small town. I asked her if she was ever thinking about moving to Moscow and St. Petersburg. She said she would love living in Moscow but her mom would be against it. I decided to dig a bit deeper regarding her relationship with her mom and found that she is very protective even though she is 25 years old. They live together and she basically goes straight home after work. I asked her about her life in Siberian. She spends her weekends with her best friends, they walked around in some park or go to some coffee places and restaurants. They almost never go to bars and drink. She told me that she has drunk more alcohol with me so far that her entire life.

We moved into our previous relationships topic. She only had one boyfriend when she was studying in Moscow for 2 years, and yeah during those 2 years, they never had sex together. I told me this on the next date. I told her about a couple of girls I’ve dated.

At the point, it was more comfortable with me sitting close to her. I tried to go for the hand. She would timidly let me touch her hand but she definitely didn’t feel comfortable with this. She was politely rejecting all my physical escalation attempt. She knew what I was doing and I think I got a bit impatient and she could see it on my face. So she actually voiced out that she likes me and find me cute and interesting. She opened up a bit and told me that she felt ashamed to feel uncomfortable with men outside beyond friendship.

This is when the mess up part came out. She started to tell me about the root cause of this feel of men. When she was a kid and her dad would come back home drunk, he would hit her and her mom. Her parents are not divorced. But it’s like blocking her on the psychological level.

I decided to change a bit the mood. So we left the bar and went of a walk. I told me that I would stop trying to touch her today but offered my arm and told her she could take it whenever she felt like it. She would try a couple of time and let go after just a few seconds until she eventually could grab it longer while we were walking. I decide to end the date then as I was getting tired myself and nothing would likely to happen that night. We hugged goodbye.

We meet on for Date 2, two days later, as the next evening, she went to go see black swan at the theater.

At meet a 20:00 for Date 2 at Nevsky metro station. She put on a blue summer dress showing more cleavage around her boobs, still had her pink heels shoes and her hair down with some waves. I really wanted to fuck her badly and decided that I would push as much as I could during this date.

I took her to my favorite bar/coffee place toward Sennya square. We sat on a table next to the window. I sat on the edge of the window and she was sitting on a chair. She got a coffee and I got a beer. She took me about her day and the black swan play with quite some passion and emotions. We decided to order some snacks, got a cheese and meat plater, which moved the conversation toward food. She told me she is a good cook. So I went into a role play that when we will get married in 10 years, I would sit on the couch all day long and she would cook me delicious dishes and bring me beers. I added more “color” telling her that she would work her to bring money home to dine and wine me. She laughed and started to touch my arm and laps.

We got a second round of drink, this time I got a red wine. She started to take my hand. So at some point I told me to move next to me on the edge of the window. She complied and called out that she was impressed by herself as she could be closed with a man and be ok enough (her words).

I tried to put her hair behind her ears but she froze and said it was too personal. She kept drinking and she started to thank me for those amazing dates and how brave I was to hit on her on the streets. In my mind, I was like “Yeah, if she knows how many times I’ve done that”. She was having a great time in St. Petersburg thanks to me. Her words again.

She kept going and told me she would like to kiss me but she can’t. I went for it but she moved back and said again that she couldn’t. I rolled back and didn’t say anything. She did a bit of talking but I was just being quiet. She thought she had some something wrong. I just said no and that I was just listening to her.

At some point she said:

“If I drink more and kiss you, would it be ok’?”

I just laughed and tried to kiss her again. But she still would let me. At the point, I was starting to lose hope on the lay. So we got the bill, left the bar started to walk back toward Mayakovska.

It was a long walk and I was tired of talking and her as well so it was rather an awkward quiet walk. When we got closer to Mayakovska and was about to part away to go home. I thought “Let’s go for the bounce back anyway” and told her that I live a block away and she could come for one more drink. To be surprised she agreed and followed me.

At the place, we took off our shoes, I gave her a little tour and she sat down on the couch. I opened a bottle of red. I played it safe and decided to sit on the other couch.

I asked her some questions from the question games. Very general questions are first and then we moved into more sexual ones. When I asked her “What part of her body she likes the most”. She said her legs. I replied that she does have nice legs. Then she told me on Date/D2, she put on her the red dress and pink legs to highlight her legs. I told her to come to sit on next to me. She complied and started to escalate further. He put her legs over my laps and had my one of my hand on them. She just looked at me with a smile. I grabbed her head by the back and pulled her face in for the kiss. Successfully this time. She suddenly switched gears and sat on my laps facing me and started to kiss me harder with both of her hand on my hair.

I had my hands caressing her back and then on her ass. She froze a bit but let me kept going. I pulled her dress up and put my hand under it this time. It was all good as well so  far. I move my hands up her back to unhook her bra. She stopped kissing me and looked at me with some kind of shocking face. I just smiled.

When I put my hand on her boobs, she moaned and said it felt so good. I stood up, carried her by her legs and moved to the bedroom. I took her my top and my jean first. Then took off her dress. She instantly covered her boobs with her hands, moved to sit at the top of the bed and covered her body with the duvet. That’s when she told me that no man has ever so her naked before. I went to sit next to her and asked her if she was a virgin. She timidly confirmed. So I said her that in 2 years with her ex-boyfriend, they have never done it. She confirmed by nodding. She called out that she felt embarrassed as she is 25 years old and never had sex before. Well, considering her issues with guys, it makes sense.

I started to kiss her again, she kissed me back heavily. I went under the duvet myself and put my hands on her boobs again, she moaned and screamed “Daaaa!”. I went on the top and then started to play with her lips down there. She was clearly wet and pushed out a few more “Daaaaa!”. This is totally turned me on! I grabbed a condom from the nightstand. She gave a scared face. I told her I would go slowly. She timidly said “Ok”. So I slowly put it in. It was very tight. She screamed a bit and totally put it in and took it out. A bit of blood came out but that was it. I finger banged her a bit, she was moaning and then I grabbed another condom but fucked her properly this time.

After the sex, she took me it was fantastic. Well, it’s not like she could compare with anyone else. I thanked me so many times that I lose count of it. She told me that when she agreed to go back to mine, she was thinking that we could kiss and more but the sex was not an option. But when I had my hand on her boobs when we were on the couch, she got really turned on and thought that she wanted sex. But yeah she froze and got cold feet then she realized that she was half naked. And finally, she told me that she felt safe with me and felt that I won’t hurt her.

I offered her to stay over but she wanted to go. So she ordered a taxi. I walked her down and kissed her goodbye.

We met again 2 days later. We took her for a nice dinner in a steakhouse before walking her to the railways’ station. She went back to Moscow for a couple of days before flying from there back to Siberia.

She said we will try to be back or asked if we could try to meet in Moscow next week. We will see.

Q1 2018 Review – Dry spell time

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In the 2017 review, I mentioned that I would move from monthly to quarterly review. It’s a bit late but here the Q1 2018 review and stats. It has a busy period for me at work and quite a downtime on the Daygame end.

It was quite a miserable quarter as I did get any new notch. But thankfully the French Speaking Blondie was there around to be me satisfied.

Below the stats from the whole Q1.

Approach 89
Contact info 23 26%
Date 1 1 1%
Date 2 1 1%
Date 3 1 1%
Lay 0 0%

As you can see, it has been pretty terrible. Most of the approaches (59) were done in March and contacts (15) were in Dubai, which has been a struggle for me there.

The Date 1 was on February 21 with a Russian Wedding Planner, which ended with a small kiss. We are still in touch and hopefully, Date 2 will happen soon.

The Date 2 on January 20 and Date 3 on February 20 were with a Russian Penal Lawyer, we kissed on Date 2 and Date 3, we made out. We exchanged a couple of messages while I I was in Dubai but she ghosted when I got back to St. Petersburg.

My first new lay of the year only happened in April with the Columbian in Dubai. So yeah it was 3 months+ dry spell period. Why?

Two reasons mainly:

  1. I was not approaching enough in January and February. Yeah, it makes sense, if you don’t approach, we are not going to get new notches.
  2. Dubai

If you are interested, below the breakdown of the stats by month.

January 2018

Approach 27
Contact info 7 26%
Date 1 0 0%
Date 2 1 4%
Lay 0 0%

February 2018

Approach 3
Contact info 1 33%
Date 1 1 33%
Date 2 0 0%
Date 3 1 33%
Lay 0 0%

March 2018

Approach 59
Contact info 15 25%
Date 1 0 0%
Date 2 0 0%
Date 3 0 0%
Lay 0 0%

Lay report: Russian bartender

She is the girl that gave me the most LMR in my entire life during around 10 hours over 2 consecutive nights. A true hindbrain-forebrain battle. I’ve never met a girl that clearly wanted to have sex but has such a tight control over her body. Here is the story…

It was after a cut a bad date 1 with a Vietnamese to hit the Nevsky. I’ve done 2 approaches and gotten 2 numbers before running into Mystery, Tom Torero and Beckter. She was the second approaches.

I was on the sideway, standing, checking her phone and smoking. I opened direct as usual and despite her very basic English, the set lasted for about 10 minutes before she has to go to work. I knew she fancied me because she was really trying very hard to speak English and she managed but it was a struggle. I found her she works as a bartender in one of the bars on the Rubinstein street and from Samara. I got her number.

Closs enough

The messaging was easy enough. I sent her the feeling while I was having a beer with Mystery and Co. and she replied straight away. I was going to Paris the next day to visit my parents for a couple of days so I did a couple of photo pings from there (DHV obviously). As soon as a got back from Paris, I sent her a date request and she accepted.

We met on Friday, May 18 for Date 1 at my usual meeting location and I took her another usual date venue, the Howl bar.

She was in a chair while I was sitting on the edge of the windows at 90 degrees. We chit-chat a bit because asking classic question game’s questions: What is the craziest thing you’ve done? If you could go anywhere in the world right now where would you go? What is the one thing you would change about you? Where do you usually go when you would like to be alone?

I think at some point, someone was playing piano so I took the opportunity to ask her to come sit on the edge of the windows next to me because I couldn’t head her well.

I ran the ring routine on her and she was fascinated. But what really raises her temperature was when I parodied our future about getting married, divorced, married again and her being a drug addict before finally realizing I had her prince charming.

I easily put her in for a kiss shortly after. Then we kissed again with tongue and she was already showing some sign of LMR. She was enjoying the makeout as she was more on that I was but she would stop suddenly as soon as she was enjoying too much.

We did more comfort by talking about movies and music. I seeded the bounce by mentioning the famous date movie “Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona” and asked her if she has seen it. She hasn’t I suggested that we could see it together later. She just said ok.

We made out again and she did the same, as soon as she was enjoying it too much she would suddenly stop.

She was a very slow drinker so I had to help her finish her glass of wine. I got the bills and bounced her back. In front of the building, she was feeling some hesitation and said that it was late to watch the movie and they won’t be any metro soon. I told her that we can just go for one more drink for 30 minutes and then she could go, and basically opened the door of the building and led her in. Back then, little did I know that she would give me 3 long rounds of LMRs.

Once we got into my apartment, she went to smoke on the balcony while I went to the bathroom to wash my face and take out my rings.

When she got back in, I opened a bottle of red and sat on the couch. We talked about family, then hopes and dreams before we started to make out again. This when the real start long incremental series of LRMs started.

LMR battle – Round 1: from around midnight to 4am

  1. She stated a few times that she had/should go. But every time, I would said “Yeah you should” followed by a makeout.
  2. When she was feeling comfortable with making out, she put her legs around me for a couple of seconds and then suddenly rolled back. I laughed because I knew she enjoyed it but would kind felt guilty about it.
  3. I used a bit of rational by telling her she is a girl and I’m a man and it was perfectly natural, followed by the classic “I know it’s too fast”.
  4. We made out again, heavier this time. She put her legs around me again and rolled back again. I laughed again.
  5. She hit me but then kissed me.
  6. Then more make out for a while. I think at this point it was 1am or so.
  7. She stood up and was about to leave while I grabbed her hand and led her back to the couch for more make out.
  8. I picked her up and carried to the bed. On the bed, I moved on the top for a long make out session with my legs pushing again her legs. She had a short dress, by the way. I could feel the heat on my knee coming from her pussy. She was clearly wet.
  9. She started to put her hand under my tank but again suddenly stopped and pushed me out a bit.
  10. I told her again that I know it was too fast. But a couple of minutes later, she initiated the make out again. And again she put her hand under my tank. This time I took it off.
  11. I escalated further and grabbed her ass for like a minute before she would stop again and pushed me back.
  12. And again a couple of minutes later, she would kiss me again. This time, I unzipped my jeans and put her hand my cock under my boxer. She initiated a hand job but then stopped AGAIN (!) and pushed me back. It was over 4am and to be honest I was getting very tired.

I decided to go take a shower and she went for a smoke oh the balcony. When I got back she told me she wanted to take a shower as well and asked me for a t-shirt.

LMR battle – Round 2: from around 9am to noon

  1. Obviously, she had fewer clothes on. She was in red underwear and with my tank on. Super sexy by the way! She started to kiss me again and I found that she gets turn on quicker when I kiss her longer on her neck. I focused more on this area and she moaned a few times just from that. She wrapped her legs around me again and the more I kissed her on the neck area the more she would push me again her. But unfortunately, she was still resisting and would do her trademark move again, which is to stop and push me again and again, before kissing me again.
  2. She processed again with a handjob but would stop midway. I guess you could imagine how hard and how horny I was. I was screaming for the inside. She was super sexy, nice curve, great soft boobs, and peachy ass. I could grab them, feel them but she would do her trademark move again and again.
  3. At the last move of Round 2, I stepped up the dominance by kissing her harder, pushing her harder again me, grabbed her ass and boobs harder. She moaned louder but she would let me take off her cheeky or finger her.

I gave up that day. We both got dressed. She went to the balcony for a smoke while I was making some coffee. I asked her about her day. She said that she just had to meet a friend for an hour or so. I had a French networking event in the evening to attend. But I told her that she could come back after for a Date 2 and we could watch “Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona”.

The event lasted longer than expected and by the time I got some food, it would be midnight. I messaged her that I would be available only around then. But she was still up to come to mine. I thought that a girl who comes back to yours at midnight, it has to be for sex right?

So I got some food and went meet her at Mayakovskaya. We went back straight to mine. I poured some wine and chit-chatted about our day. I told her about the French Networking event.

We were finishing our wine while she reminded about the movie. I totally forgot. I had it on my iPad Pro. I led to the bed and put the iPad between us. The movie was about 15 minutes in when I fell asleep. Obviously, I didn’t get much rest the previous night.

LMR – Round 3: from around 1am to 3-4am

  1. I was sleeping when she woke me up my kissing me. I rolled her back and went on the top and started to kiss her softly and harder on the neck area as I know that love it. She was moaning and started to push and rush her pussy again my knee. She was wearing a pant this time, I pulled it down in one go and my hand would find its way down to her pussy under her cheeky. She let me finger her for a minute or so and stopped me again. She even put her pant back on. Yeah! I was about to go crazy and this is, of course, not over yet!
  2. I rolled back but she grabbed my arm and pulled me against her back to a cuddle. We napped maybe for 15 minutes or so before she would initiate kissing me again. And here  we go again, we made out of a while, I moved on to kissing her neck area for a while as well, she would again wrap her legs around me. Then she would push face-up on the bed, sat on me and kissed me. I unhooked her bra and she took it off.
  3. Then it’s my turn to push her face down move on top to kiss her more and more while playing with her amazing soft boobs. When I was about to go down again, she pushed me back and put back her bra! Crazy! Really! At this point, I was starting to get tired but remember looking at her and her body and was thinking how sexy and hot she was.
  4. I stepped up the dominance, pulled her in for a heavy kiss while I was taking out my boxer. She put her hand on my cock and started to give me a handjob but I had to stop her because I didn’t want to cum yet.
  5. I went for the pussy and as soon as my hand was on it, she moaned and screamed Da!”.  She pulled down her cheeky herself and finally popped out the magic question “Do you have protection?”. I took the condom out for the drawer, she moved into doggy position and finally it happened! She totally lost control at this point, she moaned and screamed in Russian. I have to say it was amazing! And I could help it but cum. We slept after that and had sex again in the morning.

Her English is pretty basics and during the post-sex talk, we were in bed and chilled and she didn’t feel like using Google Translate. But from what I understood, she loves sex a lot but for some reasons, she feels guilty for liking it. She only had sex with one guy before me and she made him wait more than a year (!)”

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Courtesy morning pic



Lay report: Busty Georgian

She is in the Top 3 of the hottest girl that I have bedded so far. The two others being the Kazakh Pilates Instructor and the Romanian. She was a YES girl, a gift from the Daygame God. An award for grinding through Dubai.


With bigger eyes, bustier and actually hotter! 


She was even more of a gift considering I approached her twice, two months apart, as the first time, her number was not saved. Anyway, there the story.

The first time I approached her was at the end of January in Galeria and it was about to close. It was the last approach of the session out of 8 and the only number I got. She had typical Russian fur coat, short black short skirt, bo, ts and legging with cat pattern. I stopped with from the side, right in front of Zara.

She opened easily and flashed a smile straight away. It was a very short interaction as the mall was closing enough as she was in hurry to meet her friend.

She actually offered me to take her number. When I got home a hour later, I was about to message her when I realized the her number didn’t get saved! It was just her name my contact without a number in the contact. You can imagine how frustrated I was!

Fast forward to the end of April. I’ve just gotten back from a two-month business trip in Dubai. It was right before the Victory Day and they had closed Nevsky for traffic. It was also at the end of a Daygame session when I saw her again walking pass on the road while I was on the sideway. I didn’t realize it was her until I got in front of her. I just got a DNA tug, small built, long black hair in a flower pattern summer dress and an amazing rack. Since she was wearing a big thick fur coat the first time, I couldn’t see this part of her body. I remembered that I already have stack ready “I love your long hair, you could be in a shampoo commercial”.

But I didn’t get to use it at all, as when I got in front of her she angrily said:

“I remember you! You know it’s rude not to call a girl that gave you her number! You don’t like me!”.

It took me a second to remember her. I took out my phone, looked for her name and showed her that there were only her name but no number. She insisted that she was sure she saved it and then she asked me for my number. But I told her to input her number again and I will WhatsApp her straight away (like I usually do).

We agreed on Date 1 on the spot.

First exchanges

On Date 1, we meet at my usual meeting spot and I took her to a Jager House. She was dressed the same way as when we met again on Nevsky. We got a glass of wine each. She was very talkative and quite loud, the whole room could hear her for sure. She was basically leading the conversation for the first couple of minutes and I had to stop her or from a frame perspective, it wouldn’t have been in my favor. So I told her something along those lines.

“I see that you like to be a man and be in charge of the conversation. You are a girl of the outside and a man on the inside”

I took back the lead from that moment, which led to a conversation about if she wished to be born as a man. She was sitting on the couch and I was sitting on the chair on the opposite side of the table. I’ll be honest, I couldn’t help to look at her boobs. It was seriously distracting. She noticed it and she gave me the “I’m aware I have nice boobs” look. Yeah, she obviously knows. We just exchanged a smile and I still unapologetically looked at them.

About just 10 to 15 minutes in, I asked her a few questions about her family and friends. Somehow, I went into deep comfort and made her cried. It turned out, her ex-boyfriend cheated on her multiple times and she put her with it until he started to beat her. The last straw was when he sent her to the hospital. Her father abused her as well when she was a teenager. As you can imagine, her gates opened with this kind of history.

I stood up and went to her side to give her a hug. It was not a move, I was feeling bad.

She went into the bathroom to fix her makeup. When she got back we were both sitting on the couch. We move into the “Tell me about your best and worse date” topic. On the worse date, she was telling me about a guy that always tried to touch her. So at a spike, I moved away from her and said: “Is it a safer distance”. She just laughed and she actually moved closer to me. Greenlight, obviously!

Then I was looking at her in the eyes, our faces were closed and I was about to go for the kiss but she beat me to it and kissed me first.

I stopped her and told her again that she does like to take the lead. She blushed. I made her sit on my labs and we kissed again with full tongue this time. Her hands were going through my torso and she whispered into my ear “You have a nice body”. Another green light.

I went for the bounce back with the “I have a bottle of wine at home”.She gave another smile sub-communicating “I know what you are trying to do”. Then said that she had to go meet her best friend for dinner at Galeria soon.

The Date 1 ended 10 minutes later. She said that she will message me if she would be available later but it didn’t happen.

After Date 1, over WhatsApp, she got a bit gold digger-ish by telling with a serious tone that I should wine and dine her at fancy places, and bring her 100 roses. I parodied the choddy romantic guy. But she didn’t take it well. We changed topics and we’ve never mentioned this again.

But to play it a bit safer, on Date 2, which was 5 days after Date 1, I took her to a Korean restaurant, a block away from my place. Nothing fancy, very student like, even and a bit below average in term of price. I’m not cheap, I’ve more than happy to treat colleagues and friends with rounds of drinks and dinner to regulars. But I’m in this game to get girl to fancy me for me so to speak.

At the restaurant, it was pretty much comfort chit-chat. I made fun of her as she was struggling with chopsticks. It was even more challenging as they were metallic ones.

We went to my place after that, she followed without hesitation. At mine, I gave her a little tour, opened a bottle of red and we were chilling with our glasses on a terrace as she was smoking.

As soon as we got back inside and sat on the couch, she started to kiss me. It escalated pretty fast. She was more on than I am. A lot of kissing, makeout and hands were wandering. She started to put her hand under my top and was enjoying just going through my torso. I took off my top, and she started to kiss my torso. At this point, I thought it was in the bag. I lifted her up and carried her to my bed. I took off her shirt. Man! Her big and perfectly round pair of boobs seems like they were about to bust out of her bra! I unhooked her bra and they came out. They were natural and likely the best pair I’ve ever had into my hands so far. I could have played with them forever!

I pulled down my jeans, her skirt and legging. But when I was about to take off her thong, she stopped me and told me she couldn’t tonight because she was on her period. I was frustrated as not only did she let me escalated but she also escalated on me up until this point.

I tried to convince her that I didn’t matter but it was a strong no-no on her end. We fooled around in bed for a while and she left.

We met a week after for Date 3. I took her to the Howl Bar, but we stayed for less than 30 minutes. I could have kept it but I still played it safe. It was obvious in the bar that we were both on, the sexual tension was electrifying.

We went back to mine, and as in movies, I pushed her again the door and kissed her like never before. We both took off our clothes down to our underwear and led her to the bed. The underwear came off and the rest is history. With her a porn star like body and her moaning in Russian “Da! Daaa…! DAAA…!”, it made me come out very fast and she made her laugh. We went for round 2 a bit later for a profer fuck this time.

After the sex, she told she told I was very cute and sexy body with smooth skin and she found it very attractive. She decided he wanted to have sex with me once she felt safe and comfortable. She was surprised that she told about her ex-boyfriend beating her and her father abusing her.

She was truly a god-sent gift! A hot girl like this, who basically just fancied what she saw. If we consider the fact that the first time I approached her, her number didn’t get save and somehow I met her again two months later, the Daygame God really wanted me to get this one!