I am now in France after a 10 day stay in Morocco with family. That country is a mess, honestly. It's real hard for the people living there but what I admired is that it often makes people more... Mature. The harsh conditions make fine people.
A Dj at work.
Where I spent most of my trip was a very sympathetic female, about HB8. She is a friend of my cousin.
We met at my cousin's place over some tea along with all 3 of our families. We did not talk much individually because it was a huge group discussion recalling old times at the beach. I went about my business after a quick drink and she later walked into the room I was in, 3 hours later. My sister and mother were with us and she was mostly talking to them. I intervened only to make them all laugh on several occasions.
My sister,cousin and HB8 left to go down to the Medina. That is a huge outdoor market place which is extremly crowded and is basically like the mall. I did not go with them.
My family and I left for Marakesh and I would only see her 8 days later.
The Train
Things happened, numbers were obtained and various hook ups at night clubs. There are only 3 which are worth recalling.
On the 7th day of my trip, I was on my way back from Marakesh on the train with my mother. It was a 4 hour journey I was not going to spend sitting down bored out of my mind (I had finished my 5th book that morning and was temporarily out of reading material.) I was forced to walk around and find something to do.
I walked all the way to the back of the train where there was only one compartement for food storage. I stood in the aisle against a window watching the beautiful landscape zoom by. It would seem then that I had been located by the enemy. HB7 steps into the arena. She walks out of her compartement and leans against one of the many windows in this deserted part of the train.
I didn't notice her at first, captured by my view until I felt her presence due to her regular glances over at me. She was very cute, a slender and fit body. Supple breasts and a loosely defined ass. She was out to do what I was doing; looking out the window. My presence was just a plus and a potential activity. She did what all girls did: tried to look her best and hope I would do something. That's not how it works. Not with me.
After futile attempts at capturing my gaze such as bending over and tieing her imaginary laces, she returned to her compartement. It was obvious to me she was trying to find a way to get closer to me. (For the sake of my observations, I know what people want to do and when. I read their bodies, their manner in speaking, the words they chose and the tone they employ. I believe it is that skill alone that makes me successful. With that comes confidence in every action and the whole shabang. Easily manipulating my target because of what I know or presume to.) Mademoiselle, came out 5 minutes later and by pure coincidence chose not her old window but one closer to mine. She slowly started egding towards me and I decided it would be funny to do the same.
I was very comic like, doing it exactly like in the cartoons. Looking at her with a look of innocence suggesting humor and moved towards her when she 'wasn't looking' as she did for me. Once we were at the same window, I kept moving towards her and started pushing her until she was forced off the window. She sent a look of sadness my way and then I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to my window. I intoduced myself, as did she and we engaged in fluff talk. We then commented on the view and I made fun of her by comparing her to the animals we saw in the distance about 30 minutes after our first words. She started play hitting me and I was acting hurt. She then made a pretty funny joke so I play hit her (a bit too hard!!!) and she started holding her hand saying ow. This was my moment.
I Took a deep breathe as if I was accepting deep emotions and reached in an elegant manner for her hand while holding intense eye contact. Eyes are my thing. I know how to use mine. With the eye contact and the slow pulling motion of her hand, I bent my head to kiss her hand where I had hurt her. As best I could, I put a lot of breathe into my words as if after intensive exercise to introduce a seductive tone to my words as I asked her if it still hurt. She replied yes so I kissed again... and again... And then she said the pain was moving so I followed the pain... Up her arm, around her neck and then slowly to her lips. I stopped there however. I was breathing deeply now to amplify the moment and hovered a few centimetres from her mouth. With my eyes in that intense gaze into her gorgeous green eyes, I made her see that she was going to have to make the next move. In a very seductive manner, she closed her eyes ever so slowly and leaned in, breathing heavily, arousing me. It was a graceful movement that I allowed to conquer me. And off we went.
The second happening.
This was by far the easiest conquest I ever attempted. She was in the original compartement with my mother. She was HB9, my age,with her 5 other family members. Her dad was a really cool guy and made my mother and I laugh several times. They (him and my mother) started talking and slowly everyone got into a hilarious conversation. I kept my eye contact to everyone in moderation. It was obvious I was controlling my gaze. HB9 was doing the same and it was obvious too. When we finally locked eyes, we collapsed in laughter. Everyone was dumbfounded as to why. Her dad made some joke having to do with us getting married shortly after to which HB9 responded that she was too good for me. This was a blatant test and her father was a bit shocked and was trying to recover but my mom handled it quite well saying that she would be astonished if HB9 could even handle me. Laughter errupts. I take advantage of this time to tell my mom in english to send me on a water buying errand. She then tells me in arabic to do so. As she's giving me the money, HB9's dad tells her to get them all some coke/fanta also. I offer to get the things for them but they decline while HB9 says she wouldn't trust me with their money.
We walk down the train and I open doors for her and she open doors for me. I faked her once and she slammed into the door. I alost fell to the ground laughing. Later she tripped me and I fell face flat against the hard carpet. She laughed her ass off and then offered me her hand to get up. [We were in the empty food section where I was earlier with HB7] I took her hand and then pulled her to the floor instead of getting up. She fell almost completly on top of me and said 'Seems I can handle you'. I could feel her hot minty breath as I thought up the next reply. I took her by the waste and moved her to the side and said 'It seems you lost your grip'. I was completly turned on by her last comment and I knew mine did the same to her. I got up and walked ahead. She caught up and gave me her money to buy the things while she went to the bathroom. I bought the drinks and waited close to the bathroom with the bag of drinks. She came out shortly after and looked to the drinks. I told her 'I thought you didn't trust me with your money?'. She then replied 'No, but I trust you with my body' as she strode across to me and then our lips locked.
Back to my cousin and HB8
After going out with my sister and my cousin twice in 2 nights, HB8 and I are alone on my final night in Morocco. She is playfully upset that I never came with them. We set up a date for in 2 years when I plan to return. A playful date to a chinese restaurant. She is very skilled in ****y and funny and is dishing that out left and right. I countered with my own jokes and we had an excellent 10 minutes. We somehow got onto weaknesses and she started tickling me to see if that was my weakness. Well, I was laughing uncontrollably and it took me about a minute before I could inverse the roles. She tried to push me off playfully and held me down while she caught her breathe. I was breathing deeply too. I then pushed her aside and we started playfighting trying to pin the other. We were sweating by now, 10 minutes into the battle and breathing very deeply all the while keeping ****y funny at 100 percent. She finally pinned me down and her face was relatively close to mine. I struggled up after her declartion of victory and put a soft kiss on her cheek and let my head fall back on the bed. She then came closer and started kissing my neck and moving up for a nice makeout session.
She got up and turned to the door. I thought it was over but she went to the door to lock it and came back took off her shirt. My hands went wild, rubbing her V over her pants as she was still kissing my face. I undid her bra and she undid my pants. I didn't have a condom (GAHHHHHHHHHH) which hindered the extent of this encounter but no matter. We were at a standoff here, taking a quick breather and then I undid her pants as I kissed her from neck to breasts to belly button to just above most of her pubic hair. Slowly I removed her panties and starting playing around her vagina. She lay down and spread her legs to make it easier. Remembering what Sammo said, I knew I would not risk entering her without a condom so I just gave her head until she reached orgasm. It was a very exciting experience full of sensations of touch smell and sight. Her moaning was an absolute turn on. In return, she went down on me as I fondled her breast and hair.
That was the best sexual experience I ever had.
PS: I'm 15. She's 24.
A Dj at work.
Where I spent most of my trip was a very sympathetic female, about HB8. She is a friend of my cousin.
We met at my cousin's place over some tea along with all 3 of our families. We did not talk much individually because it was a huge group discussion recalling old times at the beach. I went about my business after a quick drink and she later walked into the room I was in, 3 hours later. My sister and mother were with us and she was mostly talking to them. I intervened only to make them all laugh on several occasions.
My sister,cousin and HB8 left to go down to the Medina. That is a huge outdoor market place which is extremly crowded and is basically like the mall. I did not go with them.
My family and I left for Marakesh and I would only see her 8 days later.
The Train
Things happened, numbers were obtained and various hook ups at night clubs. There are only 3 which are worth recalling.
On the 7th day of my trip, I was on my way back from Marakesh on the train with my mother. It was a 4 hour journey I was not going to spend sitting down bored out of my mind (I had finished my 5th book that morning and was temporarily out of reading material.) I was forced to walk around and find something to do.
I walked all the way to the back of the train where there was only one compartement for food storage. I stood in the aisle against a window watching the beautiful landscape zoom by. It would seem then that I had been located by the enemy. HB7 steps into the arena. She walks out of her compartement and leans against one of the many windows in this deserted part of the train.
I didn't notice her at first, captured by my view until I felt her presence due to her regular glances over at me. She was very cute, a slender and fit body. Supple breasts and a loosely defined ass. She was out to do what I was doing; looking out the window. My presence was just a plus and a potential activity. She did what all girls did: tried to look her best and hope I would do something. That's not how it works. Not with me.
After futile attempts at capturing my gaze such as bending over and tieing her imaginary laces, she returned to her compartement. It was obvious to me she was trying to find a way to get closer to me. (For the sake of my observations, I know what people want to do and when. I read their bodies, their manner in speaking, the words they chose and the tone they employ. I believe it is that skill alone that makes me successful. With that comes confidence in every action and the whole shabang. Easily manipulating my target because of what I know or presume to.) Mademoiselle, came out 5 minutes later and by pure coincidence chose not her old window but one closer to mine. She slowly started egding towards me and I decided it would be funny to do the same.
I was very comic like, doing it exactly like in the cartoons. Looking at her with a look of innocence suggesting humor and moved towards her when she 'wasn't looking' as she did for me. Once we were at the same window, I kept moving towards her and started pushing her until she was forced off the window. She sent a look of sadness my way and then I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to my window. I intoduced myself, as did she and we engaged in fluff talk. We then commented on the view and I made fun of her by comparing her to the animals we saw in the distance about 30 minutes after our first words. She started play hitting me and I was acting hurt. She then made a pretty funny joke so I play hit her (a bit too hard!!!) and she started holding her hand saying ow. This was my moment.
I Took a deep breathe as if I was accepting deep emotions and reached in an elegant manner for her hand while holding intense eye contact. Eyes are my thing. I know how to use mine. With the eye contact and the slow pulling motion of her hand, I bent my head to kiss her hand where I had hurt her. As best I could, I put a lot of breathe into my words as if after intensive exercise to introduce a seductive tone to my words as I asked her if it still hurt. She replied yes so I kissed again... and again... And then she said the pain was moving so I followed the pain... Up her arm, around her neck and then slowly to her lips. I stopped there however. I was breathing deeply now to amplify the moment and hovered a few centimetres from her mouth. With my eyes in that intense gaze into her gorgeous green eyes, I made her see that she was going to have to make the next move. In a very seductive manner, she closed her eyes ever so slowly and leaned in, breathing heavily, arousing me. It was a graceful movement that I allowed to conquer me. And off we went.
The second happening.
This was by far the easiest conquest I ever attempted. She was in the original compartement with my mother. She was HB9, my age,with her 5 other family members. Her dad was a really cool guy and made my mother and I laugh several times. They (him and my mother) started talking and slowly everyone got into a hilarious conversation. I kept my eye contact to everyone in moderation. It was obvious I was controlling my gaze. HB9 was doing the same and it was obvious too. When we finally locked eyes, we collapsed in laughter. Everyone was dumbfounded as to why. Her dad made some joke having to do with us getting married shortly after to which HB9 responded that she was too good for me. This was a blatant test and her father was a bit shocked and was trying to recover but my mom handled it quite well saying that she would be astonished if HB9 could even handle me. Laughter errupts. I take advantage of this time to tell my mom in english to send me on a water buying errand. She then tells me in arabic to do so. As she's giving me the money, HB9's dad tells her to get them all some coke/fanta also. I offer to get the things for them but they decline while HB9 says she wouldn't trust me with their money.
We walk down the train and I open doors for her and she open doors for me. I faked her once and she slammed into the door. I alost fell to the ground laughing. Later she tripped me and I fell face flat against the hard carpet. She laughed her ass off and then offered me her hand to get up. [We were in the empty food section where I was earlier with HB7] I took her hand and then pulled her to the floor instead of getting up. She fell almost completly on top of me and said 'Seems I can handle you'. I could feel her hot minty breath as I thought up the next reply. I took her by the waste and moved her to the side and said 'It seems you lost your grip'. I was completly turned on by her last comment and I knew mine did the same to her. I got up and walked ahead. She caught up and gave me her money to buy the things while she went to the bathroom. I bought the drinks and waited close to the bathroom with the bag of drinks. She came out shortly after and looked to the drinks. I told her 'I thought you didn't trust me with your money?'. She then replied 'No, but I trust you with my body' as she strode across to me and then our lips locked.
Back to my cousin and HB8
After going out with my sister and my cousin twice in 2 nights, HB8 and I are alone on my final night in Morocco. She is playfully upset that I never came with them. We set up a date for in 2 years when I plan to return. A playful date to a chinese restaurant. She is very skilled in ****y and funny and is dishing that out left and right. I countered with my own jokes and we had an excellent 10 minutes. We somehow got onto weaknesses and she started tickling me to see if that was my weakness. Well, I was laughing uncontrollably and it took me about a minute before I could inverse the roles. She tried to push me off playfully and held me down while she caught her breathe. I was breathing deeply too. I then pushed her aside and we started playfighting trying to pin the other. We were sweating by now, 10 minutes into the battle and breathing very deeply all the while keeping ****y funny at 100 percent. She finally pinned me down and her face was relatively close to mine. I struggled up after her declartion of victory and put a soft kiss on her cheek and let my head fall back on the bed. She then came closer and started kissing my neck and moving up for a nice makeout session.
She got up and turned to the door. I thought it was over but she went to the door to lock it and came back took off her shirt. My hands went wild, rubbing her V over her pants as she was still kissing my face. I undid her bra and she undid my pants. I didn't have a condom (GAHHHHHHHHHH) which hindered the extent of this encounter but no matter. We were at a standoff here, taking a quick breather and then I undid her pants as I kissed her from neck to breasts to belly button to just above most of her pubic hair. Slowly I removed her panties and starting playing around her vagina. She lay down and spread her legs to make it easier. Remembering what Sammo said, I knew I would not risk entering her without a condom so I just gave her head until she reached orgasm. It was a very exciting experience full of sensations of touch smell and sight. Her moaning was an absolute turn on. In return, she went down on me as I fondled her breast and hair.
That was the best sexual experience I ever had.
PS: I'm 15. She's 24.
