I’ve had a bit of gutter game success this year. I hate bars and clubs for pick up but I like to hunt in the areas close to bar areas where lonely horny girls wander and are prone to poor decisions due to alcohol intake.
This particular story takes place in South America last month.
Most of the trip was boring and uneventful game wise. I was moving around a lot between different cities for meetings – didn’t get a chance to do daygame and couldn’t find any nightgame. Not to mention that my Spanish is quite rusty.
But it was a Saturday night, I just got back to the city, and I had nothing to do that evening.
“I am gonna get laid!” I resolved, and quickly came up with a plan.
I went to some lame-ish business meetup, which was quite lame but I thought I could poach an easy MILF-ish lay out it.
And sure enough, shows up a brunette Venezuelan, whom I’d luv to bang. I ignore her for a bit, talk to other people, then sense a proximity IOI (since Im the coolest fucking dude there), and an accidental touch. I go in.
Friendly chatting, some indirect-direct material, I touch the target a few times while making a point. I sense some potential, but cannot fully isolate her. She leaves and comes back to my group. I do the same.
Now the key to any business-y social event – and I have over a decade of world-class experience in this – is that there is a degenerate minority who will stay out later than everybody and will continue drunk shenanigans. Find that group, become its core member, and make sure your target is lured into as well (they usually are because it’s fun and horny girls like to have fun).
So as we are closing in on midnight when a group of fun loving people heads over to another bar, which is a small bar/club with a cool lower vibe. It kinda reminded me of Lower East Side bars a decade ago.
We drink couple more rounds and there’s some light dancing.
I gotta isolate this girl and escalate and I do not want to do it in front of the group for obvious reasons.
“You smoke?” I ask the target in attempt to isolate, but she doesn’t.
“Then come with me for a cigarette!” I say, ever so cleverly.
She complies and I lead her through the crowd holding her hand.
Basic compliance ✅
I so elegantly DHV by bumming a cigarette from another girl and she comments how I get what I want cause of my European looks.
Now I am standing close to her and am steeling her beer by repeatedly taking a bottle out of her hand, taking a sip, and giving it back to her to hold.
I am very proud of my slightly buzzed game, play with her hair a bit, and soon go in for a kiss. She declines and gives me a lecture that if I want to get laid I need to offer something more blah blah blah and points out that there’s many other girls that I can get laid with here.
“That’s an excellent point” I thought to slightly drunk myself, and take her contact info (after trying again to kiss her again, of course).
Shortly after she leaves with a friend I see another dude from the impromptu social group I came with. I gave him a beer from a round I bought before and we are kinda friendly. We were slightly in competition for my target before, but dude actually has bit of a game so we become allies – hit on couple 2sets that he talked to before (as we were part of a larger fun group, we were actually getting quite a few IOIs).
Shortly after I decide I want another cigarette because I love smoking when Im bit buzzed. In hindsight, I do it a bit instinctively as I dislike the bars, the crowds, and the music – I’d rather hit on 2 sets right outside of the bar/club or just DTF ones walking down the street (they usually going to or leaving a bar).
My impromptu wing comes with me and we strategize a bit about the girls and how to get laid tonight.
Then suddenly my radar goes off and I am in DEFCON 1: I see a tall girl in tight dress leaving through the small outside patio and and past bouncers onto the street. Wing and I look at each other and acknowledge how hot she was. There’s something about the way she moves, look on her face, bit of a sad energy…”Im gonna talk to her reaaallll quick” I say past my shoulder as my feet are already moving in her direction.
I catch up with her a bit down the street.
“Excuuuuuuussssee meeeeee, I hooooope you speak english!”
“A little bit”
She’s Colombian and also she somehow immediately hooks and sits on the bench and I am sitting next to her and speaking broken spanish and some english and 5 minutes into it suggest going for a drink somewhere else. It’s like 3:30am at this point and most of the bars are closed.
I lead her to one place that is open, and she is ok to go in, but says she’s not crazy about it.
“Then why don’t we have a drink on the roofdeck on my building?” – I use my Roofdeck Bounce Line (TM)
(I always say this even if there’s no fucking roofdeck in my building – you take her to your room first to pick up the wine/drinks and then you never leave. Wine is perfect cause you can play music “while you open it” and allow her to be comfortable. They are usually a bit tired after a walk and are not eager to leave the couch. I always imagine you can say you forgot roof is closed at night if she asks but they never remember about the roofdeck in the end)
She agrees and we start walking. And I somehow managed to get lost (even though we are 3 blocks away) so I call Uber and we wait for it sitting on the grass.
We come home, there’s some resistance, “I just met you” type of nonsense. I soon close since we are both semi drunk and we pass out. She kept wanting it slow (so it lasts a long time) and kept saying don’t come in me. It sounds cool in Spanish but I forgot how it goes.
The Morning After…
The real fun started in the morning when she woke up and felt bit guilty about the whole thing.
“i have to go home!” she says first thing.
Im feeling a bit horny so I talk to her and she shortly re-discovers what a charming guy I am. We move semi naked to my couch. She sits on my lap facing me. After 15 minutes of this she mentiones again she needs to go home so I offer to call her an Uber and ask her to put in the address. But before I confirm it, I recall I still want to bang her again, so start kissing her breast and soon I am on top of her rubbing my dick against her clit and soon we are banging again.
I was super into her – despite her small tits, she had a tight body and we were banging all morning. After that she went home and we met up in the afternoon.
The original girl from the last night was keen to meet up but I was hangover and decided to see the Colombian girl again, which I didn’t regret. She was 21 (half my age!), a part time student, and working in movie industry in the meantime. Despite the communication difficulties we had a great afternoon together. She was a high 7, and even an 8 at moments and I throughly enjoyed her giggly girly silly energy (and another bang later on).
From what I gathered she must have recently broken up with her boyfriend. We never spoke explicitly about it but there was kinda “rebound fuck” energy to our whole 36h romance.
If I was staying in South America for longer I would try to keep her in a rotation. But it was a bit hard in Spanish and I already have a handful of regulars around the world to text so I didn’t feel like it.
I was thinking about seeing her in the remaining two days in the country but my introverted nature kicked in and I longed for solitude and immersing myself in my work.