It was our first night in Dubrovnik, Croatia. My two friends and I decided to do a pub crawl to get a feel for the place and to meet some women. It was pretty good deal because for a moderate fee you get an hour to pregame at a small bar with unlimited shots and beer for free. After that you get discounts on booze at all the subsequent bars.
The night was going well. There were quite a few cute girls who had joined the pub crawl and my buddies and I were doing an okay job of meeting and conversing. Towards the middle of the night I started talking to a young British chick. She wasn’t the most attractive (most British women aren’t) but she was definitely fuckable. She had dark black hair and was dressed in a dark clothing with black tights. She introduced herself as Victoria from Brighton. She was on holiday with her friends. Conversation was steady and she seemed very much into me so I decided to start planning how I would get her back to the apartment.
We moved on to a bar called ‘Sky’. It was a small lounge/club with a dance floor. Victoria went and bought a fishbowl and asked me to share it with her. We went and sat at a table and talked some more. She proceeded to tell me how she looks innocent but is really a very naughty girl at heart. I was intrigued of course but acted like it was nothing.
“Prove it.”, I said.
“Prove what?”
“I don’t believe you’re what you say you are.”, I continued.
She blushed and I stared back at her. She leaned a little closer to me. I glanced down at her lips then back into her eyes. It was on. We were making out. We did this on and off while making quick work of the fruity fishbowl concoction. After it was finished, I pulled her onto the dance floor for a little bump and grind.
While we were dancing, her friend Charlotte came up to her looking annoyed. Apparently, she was being followed by some awkward chump around the dance floor and desperately needed an escape.
Charlotte was quit a bit more attractive than Victoria. She had lighter hair and had a sexiness about her that Victoria just didn’t have. She was also showing noticeably more skin. I had gone all in on Victoria though and didn’t want to screw up my chances of sex that night.
I decided I would still help Charlotte out. Just as the loser came up to her to try and dance on her again, I came from behind, twirled her around to face me.
“Hey baby! There you are!”, I exclaimed.
If only all British women looked this hot.
She smiled and started grinding on me a bit. The bewildered beta slumped off, defeated. Victoria didn’t seem to mind but was rather happy that I could help out her friend. I moved back to dancing with Victoria while Charlotte and another friend moved off to another part of the club. Victoria and I danced and made out for another 15 minutes before it was time to move on to the next bar. That’s when shit started to fall apart.
Victoria had hit ‘the wall’, that point in the evening when all of the shots and drinks you’ve had earlier in the night decide to bash you in the head out of nowhere. She could barely walk straight. The only reason she made it to the other bar was because Charlotte and her other friend pretty much carried her. I had lost interest a little while before hitting the next bar (I can’t stand sloppy drunk bitches). In fact I had gotten distracted by some fresh tail that had joined our group as we headed up the street.
By the time we reached the next bar, Victoria had started puking in the street. Her friends flagged down a cab. My buddy who had seen me working on this girl all night kept yelling for me to get in the cab with her so I could fuck her. I had long abandoned that idea.
Back in the new club, I tried my hand at some new prospects. The most I could get was a makeout session with a sexy Croatian girl who decided to leave with her friends before I could convince her to come back with me.
Feeling defeated, we went back to the apartment that I and my two friends had rented. We brought back some other cool people we had met to chill and drink some beers. When they got back to our apartment, they couldn’t stop talking about how pimp it was (like 3 stories, 3 bath, 4 bedrooms, kitchen, living room and laundry room pimp).
“We have to show this to more people!”, one guy said. “Once women see this place, they’re definitely gonna want to stay.”
We all agreed and left the apartment reinvigorated by our new mission. We decided to head back to the last club we were at since it was open the latest. On our way there however, I spotted what looked like Charlotte and her other friend walking up the road. The group continued on to the bar while I yelled out for Charlotte. Charlotte and her friend stopped. I caught up with them and they both smiled as they recognized who I was.
“You’re that guy Victoria was into right?”
I nodded. “It sucks that she couldn’t hang.”, I said.
“Yeah she was quite pissed.”, Charlotte giggled.
“You guys still looking to drink?”, I asked. “I have some cold beers back at the apartment. It’s pretty big. You guys should see it.”
They both looked at each other, smiled then agreed. When we got back. I gave them a tour and let them know that there were plenty of places to crash if they needed to. They were impressed.
I brought some beers and turned on some music. I started to plan how I was going to isolate Charlotte when her friend provided the solution.
“I’m tired.”, she announced. “Is it alright if I sleep in one of the beds upstairs?”
“Sure. Try the guest room on the top floor.”, I said.
I couldn’t have asked for better luck. As soon as her friend left, I moved in closer to Charlotte and escalated rapidly, stroking her forearm and well tanned thighs. The makeout soon followed.
After about 5 minutes I suggested we watch some tv but that we should do it in my room because it would be more comfortable to lay out on the bed. She had barely given a nod in agreement when I grabbed her by the hand and led her up to my room.
We crawled into bed and I turned on the tv. Once on, however, the only thing it would display was static. I messed with it for about 30 seconds then looked at Charlotte.
“Fuck it.”, I said. I moved over to her, kissed her and began to remove her clothes. She didn’t put up any protest and I proceeded to ravage her tanned and toned nubile body. After an awesome session we both fell asleep. She grabbed my cock a few hours later, ready for another session. I obliged. I fucked her once more in the morning for good measure.
There are times when you have to pass on a bitch due to your principles. Sometimes this means you head home alone. Other times, fortune smiles on you and gives you another chance. Always be on the lookout for your opportunity to trade up.
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