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Sleazy Stories: Confessions of an infamous modern Seducer of Women
by Aaron Sleazy

Copyright © 2009 by Aaron Sleazy
All rights reserved.

In-venue insanities

Attempting to steal a girl's pants, and more

My buddy Cosy had recently challenged me to get a girl's pants. I did not want to wreck my chances with the really attractive girls, so I decided to only try this if a girl was less desirable. On the other hand I usually only hit on girls I consider hot, which made this challenge quite difficult. But sometimes girls feel lucky and they approach me.

As I was leaning against the stage at KOKO in Camden the girl next to me gave me an intrigued look. Her face was pleasant to look at, but her body was not. I pulled her in and put my forehead against hers. She quickly got into me. I gave in and kissed her on the lips, but only for the sake of Cosy's challenge.

“You know what, I'd really like to get your pants,” I said.

“Huh?”

“Would you mind taking off your pants for me?”

“It's a bit crowded in here, isn't it?”

“Then let's go somewhere else.”

I took her hand and tried to walk off with her, but she freaked out and left. It made me laugh.

As I looked around I spotted a blonde with ginormous knockers. She was very slim, which made her look like a comic figure. Too bad some other guy was quicker to approach. He tongued her down within a minute or so. This girl definitely wanted to hook up. But maybe they had known each other before. Whatever, you never know if you don't bother to find out. She made eye contact with me a couple of times throughout the night, though.

A reasonably good-looking girl was on the dance floor. She wore hot pants and a top that constantly slipped down. This exposed her bra, but Loose Top did not seem to particularly mind. We danced for a while in a very physically demanding manner and she tremendously enjoyed it. A random guy walked up to me.

“No offence, buddy, but she's got a boyfriend,” he said.

“So what?”

“Nothing. I'm just telling you.”

“Do you think I really care whether she's got a boyfriend or not?”

This wanker did not have the balls to make a move himself and now that he saw me getting Loose Top excited he wanted to talk me out of it. One of her female friends, however, was a bit concerned and pulled her away from me. I let her go.

I scoped out KOKO for a while but did not find anything of particular interest. After about twenty minutes I returned to Loose Top and continued where we had left off. After some grinding I put her hand on my crotch and she enthusiastically rubbed it. She turned around and gyrated her ass forcefully against my cock. However, when I tried to shove her hand down my pants she did not play along. “You are really naughty, aren't you?”, she said as she turned her head around --- and slid her fingers in for about an inch.

Loose Top definitely put more effort into turning me on afterwards. I have no idea how far I could have taken this interaction because I noticed Angel, an unusually attractive Asian girl. I immediately let go of the other girl and walked over to her. We mirrored each other's movements for a while before we engaged in dancing. She made some witty remarks like the following.

“I bet you aren't a vegetarian!”

“Why is this important?”

“Because I only kiss vegetarians. I've tried to kiss non-vegetarians, but it just doesn't work for me.”

“I haven't eaten meat today, so you shouldn't have a problem with that.”

She giggled. My statement was only technically true, though, because it was past midnight. Being a big boy I try to have some poultry or fish every day.

“But I bet you don't do Yoga,” she continued.

“I do. I practise Ashtanga.”

“No, you don't!”

“Yes, I do.”

“No way! I only kiss guys who do Yoga, because the others aren't worth it --- and I don't want to kiss you because I don't know you.”

Those were probably the most intelligent words a girl has ever used to tell me she fancied me. Then she made the so-called dancer pose, which is one of the balance positions in Yoga. I responded with the tree pose. We erupted in laughter.

The vibe was getting increasingly sexual. After some mutual ass grabbing I put one of her hands on my six-pack.

“This isn't normal!”, she cooed.

“I know it's amazing. Just enjoy it.”

She seemed fairly into me, so I suggested to go somewhere else and dragged her off. We sat down on a sofa and I pulled her down on my lap. Angel was pretty amazing and she had her life together as well. I couldn't say the same about myself. By the way, she worked as a model agent. Judging from her looks she may well have been a model herself earlier in her life. Her face was very beautiful and perfectly symmetrical. She was now in her late twenties. However, I wasn't really looking for a girlfriend, and building as well as maintaining a social circle in London would have been a Herculean task, so I did not even bother to get her contact details.

The main problem I had with Angel was that she seemed to be quite out of touch with her sexuality. For instance she said, “Don't look into my eyes. I promise you'll fall in love with me.” However, she said it the way a little girl would say it. There was no doubt that she was very intelligent, but that alone did not do it for me. Yet, I was most impressed when she blurted out, “I bet you take your clothes off for a living!” This was partly true since I was doing live modelling.

Unfortunately her kisses lacked passion. Heck, there was no passion at all in them. It was interesting to talk to her, but after a while I did not feel a sexual vibe anymore. She wanted to rejoin her friends and I tagged along.

Pleasing an asian beauty in front of an audience

Angel ignored me as soon as I had rejoined her group. Yet, I was not in the mood to walk off because Devil, one of her two female friends, looked pretty damn amazing: big eyes, full lips, slim frame but massive breasts. I took her hand and pulled her in. She was a bundle of exuberant sexual energy. Of course, since she had seen me walking off with Angel earlier I could not go for the make out right there. Yet, we were hot for each other in no time. The teasing was great. We respectively went in for the kiss a number of times but always stopped shortly before reaching each other's lips. Her grinding was good, too.

“Let's take a break!”, I said and dragged her off to sit down at a nearby sofa in a corner, where I pulled her down in my lap. She was all over me in an instant. We were heavily making out while fondling each other. Devil wore a short silk dress, which made it easy to rub her clit through her panties. Those were already soaked through, so I couldn't resist sliding my middle finger in. Her pussy was wet and warm and it felt so good!

The obvious next step would be to pull my cock out --- and I did it! Devil was stroking me while tonguing me down. I wore a long scarf to cover hickeys from a previous adventure, which I only had to let down to cover up the movement of her hands. This setup was just perfect. (After that night I barely ever went out without a scarf again.) “We better go somewhere else,” I said.

We went into the next room. I pushed her against the wall outside the men's toilet and gave her a better taste of my fingering skills, before fully pulling my cock out again. I switched positions so that I could lean against the wall while Devil was pressing her body against mine. Thankfully this spot was quite secluded. She proceeded to whack me off and did not hold herself back at all. I love passionate women. It did not really matter anymore what I said as she was too much into me already.

“You've got the most beautiful breasts,” I told her.

“Do you think so? I think they're a bit too small.”

“They are perfect.”

I gave them a squeeze while accusing her of turning me on so much so that I could not help but go after her the way I did. She certainly enjoyed the kind of attention she received. Too bad I could not get her to come into the men's room with me. She stopped me with:

“This is already almost too much for me. I can't do this. I actually never do things like this.”

“That's fine. We're in it together.”

“But I bet you do this all the time!”

“No, I don't. … You are special. I really love your energy. … There aren't many women out there who can completely enjoy the moment and are confident enough to go for what they want.”

“But…, but you had left with my friend before you talked to me!”

I knew she would bring this up eventually. Since I had no idea what to say I made out with her again, which got her mind off this horrible thought. She did not want to enter the men's room with me, but maybe I could get her into the staircase and finish the job there? “What we are doing will be our little secret, OK?”, I whispered in her ear. She stared into my eyes and nodded with an eager, “Yes!”

The stair case, however, was cordoned off. Not that I cared. We slipped in and ran up the first flight, hurried around the corner --- and then the alarm went off. Fuck! We ran down again. I exploited this sudden burst of excitement by pressing her against the wall, making out some more, then switching positions. Now I was leaning against the wall. I pulled my cock out again and she immediately got to work. She was really amazing at it. Not many girls know how to give a decent handjob. We were staring into each other's eyes. “Come on, go a little bit faster!”, I said.

Devil smiled and complied, while getting hornier and hornier herself as she whacked me off. She tremendously enjoyed this. Some heated minutes followed. I blew a load, which put a beautiful expression of lust and joy on her face. Being a gentleman I thanked her for it and kissed her again. I hugged her and asked her whether she had liked it. She kept looking into my eyes without saying a word. Then she smiled and wiped the cum on her index finger off my cheek, which made me laugh. We hugged, cuddled and made out some more. She wanted to rejoin her friends. I thought I would lose her if I let her go right now, so I decided to talk to her for a while about how rare it was for people to express their passions and follow their desires. In turn she mentioned that she had recently been to a fetish night, which she greatly enjoyed. Incidentally it was the very same Torture Garden event I had been too as well.

I sensed that there was more fun to be had with Devil, but it seemed to be a good idea to rejoin her friends for a while. However, I had to clean up the mess on my T-shirt first and told her to wait for a moment. When I came back from the men's toilet some random dude was trying to chat her up. I pressed her against the wall and passionately made out with her again, before taking her back to her friends. The other guy did not even finish his sentence.

We danced for maybe fifteen or twenty minutes, but I was not really in the mood to dance. I was in the mood to return the favour. Devil apparently wanted more, so I dragged her off again. This time I found us a sofa in a more secluded area. Still, it was quite out in the open and people were passing by constantly. We sat down in the corner. She was sitting in my lap, leaning her back against the wall. In this position she could relax fairly well. After some light conversation and heavy making out I stuck my pinky up her cooch. I had been rubbing her pussy throughout the conversation, so this was no big deal for her anyway.

“I would love to suck on your marvellous breasts,” I said. Devil smiled and invitingly pulled one of her straps down. I did the rest. They were the most amazing breasts I had ever seen. They were just perfect. I did not care that I could feel (small) implants. My pinky was still in her. She moved her pelvis rhythmically, so I switched fingers and added more thrust. Both her arms were wrapped around me and she was getting really into it. Her back arched first slowly, then heavily. She whispered in my ear, “This feels so good. … Aaah…. Oohhh…. Yeah, just like that! … Aaaah…. Oooohhh…. Aaaahhh…. Don't stop!”

After a few minutes her pussy contracted rhythmically. She pressed her fingernails into my back, and hard! This made me add more force to the thrusting movements of my arm. It was not easy to hide what we were doing. Devil did not hold back anything and screamed, “Ah…. Aah…. Aaah…. Aaaah…. AAAaahh…. AAAAAHH!” It was loud enough for people in a certain radius to hear. I felt like the man! After about fifteen seconds of her climaxing, heavily moaning and screaming loudly, people inevitably took notice. KOKO was already quite empty, but there were still enough people around. A random girl shrieked, “What is…? Oh my God! … OH MY GOD!! LOOK!!” This alarmed all her friends and a chorus of five or six female voices erupted, shrieking, “AAAAARGH!!!”

Some other guy dared to come close and take a picture of me finger-banging Devil. I would have preferred getting up and smack this asshole one. However, I was more concerned about my girl's well-being, so I pulled my fingers out, covered her eyes with my hand and made out with her. I have been in potentially embarrassing situations before (well, not embarrassing for me), and it seemed best to not acknowledge the outside world or any kind of interference at all. I did exactly this and tongued her down hard. As I repositioned her so that she was more comfortable, one of my hands was free, which I used to give the bystanders the V sign, the insulting one, not the one denoting a victory. They finally buggered off. Devil seemed surprisingly unfazed by the whole scene. Amidst kisses she repeatedly thanked me for the orgasm. “Thank you, oh, thank you!”, she said. It may sound incomprehensible to some, but I truly enjoyed this moment of public intimacy with her. It was more than exhibitionism, lust, and passion.

After a good ten minutes of making out things seemed safe again. I even suspected that she got turned on heavily by the idea of having an orgasm in public, so the whole incident was probably much less of a big deal to her than I initially thought. Yet, I rather err on the safe side. We gazed into each other's eyes once again.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”, she asked out of nowhere.

This is apparently what you get when you manage to get girls off.

“No, I don't. Do you want to apply?”

She laughed.

“I'd rather not. I just want to enjoy the moment with you.”

“I could make you enjoy many more such moments.”

She asked me the usual questions and said she would rather make this a one-time event. However, when I told her I was about to leave the U.K. she opened up some more. Knowing that I wouldn't be around for much longer, she seemed to consider the possibilities of meeting up again.

We were not quite done yet. After some more caressing and cuddling she was rubbing my crotch again. I moved her around on my lap, so that she was facing me with her legs spread. She unzipped my pants and eagerly whacked my cock moments later. I got a big erection. My cock was less than an inch away from her dripping wet pussy. Due to the way she was moving her body it already looked as if we were fucking. We might as well just do it “for real” I thought and announced that I had a condom. Devil uttered an undecided, “Um….” She said she did not want to and I made the mistake of listening to it. I slapped myself mentally. If there is one thing that won't get you any action at all, it is talking too much. I should just have pulled the condom out, slapped it on, and slid my cock in.

I am not quite sure, but I think the tip of my cock came in contact with her wet pussy at some point. At the very least, some of her juices were dripping down on it. I just get too carried away by passion at times. Heck, I probably would have fucked her without protection because we were both turned on so much. It is hard to keep a clear head in such heated moments.

Devil proceeded to give me a handjob, but I did not feel like blowing another load. I lifted her off my lap and sat her down right next to me. She was cuddling up to me and we were gently caressing each other. I also gave her a scalp massage and then a head massage, which she greatly enjoyed. She completely relaxed and slowed down her breathing. It was beautiful to watch and it was a nice way to end our encounter.