Street Stop This was the lay that took the most work until now. I opened her on Hackescher Markt as I was walking out of the night shop. As I was stepping outside, I saw a curvy German girl with nice dark brown hair approach the entrance. The set went well and we went on an instant date by the riverside. She wanted to buy a beer to drink on her getting fired today. Ouch. We swapped numbers and ...
Street stop and instant date I was strolling on Friedrichstraße towards Unter den Linden carried by a high momentum from an amazing earlier set. This must have been my best session so far and my vibe was off the charts. Coming toward me I saw a dark haired girl with a physique that instantly caught my eye. As an avid bodybuilder, I spent over a decade admiring athletic physiques1. It doesn’t take me longer than a second to spot someone who’s dedicated to the gym. ...
I was relaxing in the RUNO terrace on Nowy street after a long daygame session in the company of some local daygamers. Sipping on my second beer, I saw a slim Asian girl stroll by. Her slow walk and revealing black top made her look particularly setty. Even though I had officially called it a day, my gut feeling told me I should open her. Unfortunately, my lethargy got the better of me and I let her go by. “I really should have opened her” I confessed to my mates. ...
The instant date kiss close Last Saturday I was coming home from an intense 8 hour daygame session. I’ve been winging nearly the whole day with my mate in Berlin, with not much to show for it: two instant dates that went nowhere, and not a single strong number. Just as I was about to turn the corner to my street, I spot a dusky Turkish girl walking ahead of me. She had a nice figure and shiny black hair - my type. Am I glad that I did One More Set. ...
I was strolling on Unter Den Linden on a Saturday. My last lay had been in Istanbul and with over 170 sets with nothing but two kisses, my vibe was a toxic mix of desperation, rage and horniness. She suddenly appeared wearing tight jeans and a crop top that exposed her flat belly. I opened with a strong, sexual vibe and noticed she responded well, so I moved in quite close to her. We vibed a bit on her coming from Ukraine and she mentioned she was a professional dancer when I pointed out her sexy hips. “So what kind of dance do you do - Hip Hop or Ballet?” I asked. “I’m a pole dancer”. “Oh, alright”. At that point, a part of me knew I was going to fuck her tonight. I had to: she was leaving town tomorrow in the early morning. ...