It’s been a long while since I spoke about which women I’m seeing, banging, how & what’s happening. I would probably attribute this to them now being the most boring part of my life. Since I last wrote on this subject without tailing off into a philosophical thread, I have abandoned the nuclear wasteland of dating known as Tinder, not missed it at all & more recently, considered reinstalling it again. I found it a big time sink not just because of it’s design but the nature of the people on there.
In the meantime however, there has always been someone in the picture. SPC has finally got into the swing of being a low hour fuckbuddy now albeit with plenty of affection between us. That affection manifested itself as a request to meet me in the music room over lunch where I rehearse. That ended with her jacking me off in the middle of the room.
The BalletDancer finally disappeared. I had occasionally thought about contacting her again but her grandmother died & I think it hit her pretty hard, so I didn’t want to get her hopes up again. We’re still on good terms but don’t speak anymore.
I was seeing a redheaded Tunisian at the beginning of the year with whom I shared incredible chemistry with. A combination of holidays led to our regular thing falling apart, topped off with professions of love which was where I drew the line. A few months & some bad sex (I deduced) later, I get a call to step in & remind her how it is to be fucked well. Add her to the reserve list, as I haven’t got time to be doing repeat performances with all the girls out there.
You can add the older Ukrainian to that list too. While a highly commendable person of good character, any chemistry we had was fueled by my experience & skill, with not much to stick around for in light of other options. I took her to heights she’d never been before; to me it was a novelty but I had never expected it to last.
The older but mega hot Estonian woman & the younger Kosovan fell into the same trap; initial meetings very good but then both stopped putting any effort in whatsoever. I simply can’t be bothered with women who don’t initiate anything, even the slightest conversation. The Estonian does from time to time but has already started talking about how well we get on, she wouldn’t want sex to ruin that & the usual range of tragically lonely shit. So I leave her to it & only chase up when other options are falling through.
The older married Israeli woman who I banged once & jacked off in her office once started giving all the “let’s be friends” rubbish until I stopped giving a shit. She even sent me a list of people she thought would only be up for a fucking. In the end, only one was worthy of consideration & despite having to negotiate my way through all the usual shit testing & horseshit about how she’s “looking for something serious”, it is was clear from our one hour coffee she wanted to fuck me. Once she finally comes around for the tea I proposed, I’m confident I’ll seal the deal. On news of this perspective fucking, as well as a few dodges of her fishing for compliments, suddenly she was predictably proposing how we could “start seeing each other again”. I’m feeding her enough enthusiasm to keep her interested but always looking for more, as she does have a giant pair of breasts I’d like to play with more, but she’ll probably change her mind by next week.
A Uruguayan I’d been maneuvering around trying to manipulate me into a relationship, has ended up very well, with an array of excellent sex sessions. She pulled the “threaten to not see each other again unless we classify it as something more serious” card on me, a couple of days after I’d remarked how hot her finishing me during our last session was. Presumably feeling emboldened by this, she played her gambit, to which I of course played the reliable ” I’m very busy with a few things right now, so perhaps it’s better we’re just friends instead then” card & following a few predictable barbs, that was that. Cue the next day, where she basically entirely reversed her position & proposed us fucking again. I made her wait a little bit & then off we went again; a good regular option.
A married Swiss gym instructor who hadn’t slept with her husband for a year & declares herself to be a lesbian, often comes around after her shift. She has an excellent body & seems to like me. Her main incentive card is trying to get another woman for me & her to fuck. The idea of that has actually (in line with women generally) a lot less interesting for me. But of course I wouldn’t say no, so I can cross off that experience.
A cute little & relatively innocent Hungarian girl, who to be fair would make a good girlfriend & was angling for a relationship, kinda accepted I wasn’t up for one with her & was about to call it quits, until some dexterous texting pulled a continuation out of the bag. Some “heavy petting” (me jacking her off twice) in front of a roaring fire with a strong soundtrack later, & it’s safe to say she’s already happy to carry on as we are, for more of the same or better.
There’s another bored middle aged German & another Swiss who I’ll test the waters with but it’ll be a low effort endeavor for both. If sex is to be commoditised, we all need to be realistic about our exchange rates of their overall attractiveness against units of my effort.
The cream of the crop, with the exception of Venezuelan with whom things are going well, is with another Hungarian, who has an excellent body, red hair (always a weakness of mine) & beautiful blue eyes. She’s also someone who doesn’t tolerate well the useless, social media based fools who infect our society, which is always a plus point in my book. She’s a little beauty who I’d love to have some fun with, particularly as she’s seemingly not an idiot – a rarity among humanity overall these days.