Sin's Close Call

[Sinfortitude]

Thursday 22nd January

It was just going to be another quiet night in before I headed home on Friday, until an opportunity arose. My friend came round and him, my flat mate and me sat and had a drink. While we were drinking he asked me if I wanted to come out, he had a spare ticket to Pure and the two of them and a few other people I know were going, did I want to come? I um’ed and arr’ed about it, but decided, what the heck, might as well.

As I was getting ready to go out my flat mate pissed off to pick up “the girls”. He turns up half an hour later with two stunning HB9.5/10, one I already knew, (we’d been out on the town with her before and her HB5 mate had tried to smash my teeth out with the intent of sticking her tongue down my throat – I turned her down and avoided her from then on) she was about 5’, blond with big blue eyes and plump medium sized breasts and a nice ass (not really my type)(Becky) her friend was 5'10", brown hair so dark it was almost black, dark brown eyes, perfectly pruned eyebrows, rather large breasts, big hips, a nice round ass and lovely long legs (far more my style)(Hannah). So anyway, we sit, drink, chat and I find out both the lasses are 20 and living in private accommodation. After this nugget of information we all jump in a taxi and head to the club (Pure) and I make a B line for the bar. I had no intention of sarging – “they are out of my league”. But the PUA training must have taken effect because I negged them and what not, to the point where the two of them couldn’t keep their hands off me while I was at the bar, they kept running their hands over my back and squeezing my ass, I was quite enjoying the attention. I bought them both drinks and they paid me back in kind, we talked, danced and laughed. I was taking every chance to neg and touch Hannah. She had a short skirt on so I could run my hands over her ass and up the inside of her thighs. Becky sees this and comes over and tells me, rather drunkenly, that Hannah has a boyfriend and that’s why she’s not kissed me yet. I was a bit put out by this but carried on anyway.

After half an hour Hannah headed off to the toilet and a rather drunk Becky pulled me towards the dance floor. I’d been negging her all night out of hand, telling her things like “I don’t do blonds ” and this had obviously struck a cord. She dragged me onto the dance floor and started dancing with me and grinding against me, before long we had out tongues down each other’s throats and she was pressing herself against me and grabbing my ass. I realised she was very drunk and that I wasn’t likely to get any, as she was too drunk for it, so I took her for a sit down. As I sat her down with my mates Hannah leapt up and headed for the dance floor. I decided to make my move; I followed her onto the dance floor, fought off five blokes trying to bag her and started dancing with her. We danced for a bit and then each had a go on the mechanical bull – she fell off after about a minute and I rode it for about 3 or 4. The others turned up and I proved social worth by being the AMOG. We then headed back to the bar and proceeded to get very pissed. Becky became paralytic and Hannah dragged my mate away for a chat. At 3 the club shut and I felt I was onto a no brainer with Hannah, so I played minder to Becky, literally carrying her up the 3 flights of stairs and into a taxi.

Hannah, Becky, my flat mate and me headed back to mine, we cooked ships and ate chocolate, Becky descended into moaning incoherent mess of drunkenness, but Hannah was laughing and joking with us. After half an hour we decided to take them home. We jumped in a taxi and took Hannah home, I climbed out after her and said, “So what’s happening?” she walked down the street and called over her shoulder “You can sleep at mine if you want” - Score! I told the others to have a good night and followed her. I caught her at her door fumbling with the keys, grabbed her ass and pressed myself against her to which she responded with “Cheeky bastard”. After 5 mins of fumbling with the keys we finally made it into the house, shed out shoes and crept upstairs (her flat mates are all Escort girls). We got to her room and it was so close I could feel the atmosphere like a thunderstorm. She flicked the light on and said “There’s people in my bed”, “What?”, “My fucking flat mates are asleep in my bed!”. We checked the whole house and it turned out every bed and sofa was taken, people were sleeping in nearly every room. She was rather put out at this and turned to me and said, “Well you can’t stay if your not sleeping in my bed, call a taxi”. FUCK! My do I have the luck of a Dead Donkey!?

I called a taxi and when it turned up I stepped outside, turned back to her and said “How about a kiss then” (I still hadn’t got one yet!) She kissed me on the lips, to which I made a face as if she’d insulted me, she laughed, I asked for her number and she said “Get it off Becky” with a wicked smile “Fine then, fuck you” I said she laughed and slammed the door. I got in the taxi and headed home.

So to clarify:
2 kiss closes (one a bit odd)
Lots of groping
Almost a F-close
And one very put out Sin!

Question: What are my chances with Hannah now?

[Sinfortitude]

Hah! I'll remember that for next time. Thanks.

[Darood]

Sounds like a lot of cocky funny game and some terrible bad luck.

I'd say go through the process again and keep doing the same thing next time you see her and you'd be good to go.
But next time just rember, who needs a bed to fuck anyway? =D

[Sinfortitude]

Ok, so maybe not. Saw her friend today (Becky) and she told me Hannah said "I never want to see that weirdo who followed me home again."