At new years eve I worked and I was tired. I tried to meet up with a girlfriend but she was having fun and I smoked weed when I had the chance to, because I told myself that I wouldn’t go out anyway. My night wasn’t as nice as it could have been.

I told myself that it was because of the work in a kitchen, like last year. I just hated it again this year to be honest.

I’m going out every day now and after working in that kitchen I feel like shit and at new years eve it all seemed so useless to pick up girls and stay up till 8 in the morning to try to pull a drunk girl. I was tired, stoned, not motivated and drunk. The girl had let me down and I told myself, as I do very much when I’m stoned, that I wouldn’t ever get stoned anymore. I went home and slept a bit to wake up pretty bad and very late.

I was still in bed when my buddy Nicolò called me. The Italian guy that I went to Budapest with.

He wanted to walk around on the streets but my feet were freezing off so I couldn’t hold my frame properly in the interactions that I had with some girls.

We went for food first. It was delicious dutch food from a restaurant and after we felt good again we went for a beer in Bloemenbar but sadly, another downside of new years eve was that the next day most places are closed. We went to Coco’s but as usual there was nothing else to do then eat. Some other gamers tagged along with us when we decided to go to Smokey on Rembrandtplein.

Usually I never go there because it’s too crowded but now it was perfect. I made a swift sweep trough the club, scanning for four potential sets. I kept moving quickly and deliberate so that they wouldn’t see me stand or walk around like a loser.

I was thinking very fast and I felt confident that I hadn’t lost my momentum in the past 3 days of going out very weakly after working in the kitchen.

I approached a seated set with two Brazilian girls. One blonde with huge boobs and a very cute face and one with black curly hair and even cuter facial expressions with the perfect ass.

I started hitting on the one with black hair after a couple minutes. She seemed interested from the get go anyway.

She asks me where my friends are and I reply to her, “They are probably going to come here in a bit”. And exactly by that time Alexander comes walking around the corner and starts talking to the girls. Now also Nicolò joins but quickly ejects to find his own girls.

Alexander tells me that we should leave the set because the girls don’t seem interested. I reply with, well, then maybe you should leave. And he does.

It’s very hard to keep the conversation going with the girls and when Nicolò tells me there are no girls left for him I’m relieved that he takes appropriate action to call it out, keeping his value. I take action in my turn and tell the curly girl that they should come with us to the next place. I’m thankful for Nicolò‘s ridiculous high standards because it just seems like it wasn’t my idea to bounce but I just had to come along with my buddy. Making the girls interested of why they aren’t the peak of our night.

At first the girls hesitate but when I stand up with a pokerface and wrap my scarf around my neck without even looking at them I see movement in my peripheral view.

That’s when I think that all this knowledge that we accumulate and integrate into our personalities really are a big advantage over other people and that we should probably be ethical about using them. Well, we are. Women want to have fun, just like us. With fun, I’m not talking about the fun Madonna sang about in her song “girls just wanna have fun” Maybe that wasn’t even Madonna but who cares.

I’m talking sexual fun, the kind that society tries to hide from you.

So, armed with that knowledge and armed with a girl on my arm we make way to the next bar. A horrible place five seconds waking from this place, Prime. Nicolò and Alex join us so the five of us get in. When I’m inside I notice something. I have never been here before. How is this possible after three years of clubbing in Amsterdam? I should check out more places by myself, I note to myself.

The bar is pretty quiet compared to what it usually looks like from the outside and I like it. The boys take off with loaded rifles and I’m there with the Brazilians. They are both very nice to me. I feel comfortable to kiss her without any kind of isolation and we quickly start to fidget in the club. When we touch each others genitalia outside of the pants the blood start running. But I cant keep my eyes off of her friend either. Her boobs are extremely well shaped and the pullover shes wearing over them is tight and transparent in the middle, revealing all the cleavage upon closer inspection, very sexy.

The boys found some other girls they are talking with and sit at some table with them just 2 meters away from me and everyone is facing each other. I buy just Nicolò a beer because Alex says he quit drinking.

The blond Brazilian is showing me in a phone translation that I can come to their hotel afterward and this is when I really tell myself that I will do my best to fuck her too. But I literally have no clue on how to hit on two girls at once so I tell myself that I should at least remove the potential shield of one girl so I decide I should have sex right now with her.

I check the bathroom but there is a toiletlady there and the doors are very open, you can see the feet and the ceiling from outside the toilets in both the ladies and the men’s rooms. I then grab my girl outside with the permission of the blonde, leaving her alone as easy game. I take her to a hotel very close by, I’m not spoiling where it is.

In the stair house she isn’t comfortable. I’m guessing it’s too bright and I can’t seem to translate that the doors to the lift and rooftops are locked. She keeps saying she wants to, but not here. We end up in a broom closet and do some dirty things there. We don’t go all the way because she keeps walking away. She clearly enjoys the chase most of the time.

We go back to the club and I’m thinking this is more solid now. I tell myself that with this girl there is no ‘point of no return’ because she has been overtly sexual in the club letting me caress her on her privates in public and clearly it would have been hard to lose attraction. But then I almost ruin the set.

When we arrive Nicolò is talking to the blonde Brazilian and Alex is not in sight, my buddy Elham finally arrived and another random guy from the community is there for a short while. I’m getting a deja-vu now. I just know that Nicolò and the blonde are going to be kissing and we will end up in the hotel but I’m still thinking about the blonde too. I want her too.

When Nicolò finds out he lost his jacket we start searching for it and I feel under the ass of the blond, caressing her pussy on the way back. She doesn’t reply in shock but she doesn’t look amused either. I told you, I don’t know how to do this…

Worse even is that she doesn’t want to dance sexual with me. I know that the language is a barrier now. Normally I would just combine my sexual intent with humor and serious interest so that I can plant seeds about sex in their minds early on but they had kept smiling at me throughout the whole night when I said something blatant. Now the hitting on the blonde comes of as unexpected and shocks them.

Then Nicolò is not paying attention when the girls start rationalizing the situation, deciding they are going home, alone.

I feel like I ruined it, even for Nicolò but I quickly punch his arm and drag him to his girl while I tell him that I fucked up and that we should lead like a platoon commander on steroids. Then this mistake could turn into our favor after all. I manage to ‘front door rule’ my own girl while holding her hand. Her grip is loose. A huge indicator of disinterest.

Thank god Nicolò gets it and comes outside with us, even without jacket. It’s been stolen. I don’t waste time and tell him not to stand around. We get to the bikes and I find out that Nicolò still hasn’t bought a bike with a luggage carrier and I know he cannot bring a girl on his steer.

So we switch bikes. All of this has been done before, I tell the girls. And I tell mine that in Amsterdam, a tourist girl has to do this as a sightseeing trip. Ride on a bike with a dutch guy, like seeing Red Light district and taking a selfie with ‘I amsterdam’. I grab my girl and put her on Nicolò‘s steer and start biking with her. He’s on my bike with his girl on the back of it but he can barely keep up with me because, you know. He’s also not from Holland. The girls scream and we laugh, they enjoy the ride. Because of that they completely seem to forget about my prior mistake. I memorized the location of their hotel a long time ago so there is a moment where the girls can enjoy without interruption.

When we arrive at their hotel there isn’t much resistance from the girls. Just that the curly girl tries to slam the door in our faces after they enter. But Nicolò blocks the door with his foot, she’s laughing and it’s clearly a joke.

So here my deja vu continues. We have done a similar thing together with two Lituanian girls a year ago. Back then, Nicolò dragged his girl into the bathroom and shower combination and started to get his dick sucked right away when I was slowly escalating on the bed with the other one. He would leave right after I would have come with him, regretting that massively for a whole year. That frustration turned into a slight obsession to never make that same mistake again. I had even kissed Nicolò‘s girl after she came out of the bathroom. Just to later hear from him that he had came in her mouth a couple minutes before. But I didn’t care about that. It was just funny.

So now I tell Nicolò to not drag his girl into the bathroom and come on the bed with us. But he doesn’t listen.

He later tells me that it’s an ego thing, he wanted to do the same thing again. Escalate fast, like with the Lithuanian beauty.

On the bed, I take some pictures of my curly girl. I always like to test how far girls will let me go taking pictures of their nude bodies and this one goes pretty far. I escalate slowly but somehow I’m still faster then Nicolò. When we are completely naked they come out dressed, Nicolò with his pants open though.

I tell them to undress and come with us in the bed but they don’t budge. Hey, even for me this is scary.

Earlier we almost lost the set because I escalated too quickly on the busty blonde. Now I want all of us to mingle but no one seems comfortable with that.

When they go back to the bathroom again I start to fuck my girl in the bed. She feels amazing, her feet, her boobs, her skin and her cute face. Her perfect curly clean hair. It all smells good and she doesn’t sweat but the best of all is her ass.

The others come out again and sit on the bed with us before I can orgasm. It seems like they had sex too.

When Nicolò‘s girl comes on the bed too I start to scratch her back and she enjoys it but after some giggling this stops too. The giggling, not just from the girls but also from us really distorts the sex vibe. My girl also keeps telling me that I should go home because tomorrow they have a big day. I doubt her and tell her I want to wake up next to her and have pillow talk in the morning.

We decide to go sleep all together and close the lights. I found it pretty special for Nicolò to accept that. It’s not really his thing, he usually comes back to the club after pulling a girl but we all lie there. My girl on my chest.

Almost immediately after I close my eyes I hear some sound coming from the other side of the bed. Nicolò is fucking his girl again. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep much but this was really fast. It turns me on and I start touching my girl. After a while she is with her ass high in the sky with my mouth buried in it and Nicolò and his girl are on the floor on a matrass while he is trying to ejaculate on the boobs of his girl. They are huge and round, later he’ll tell me they are fakies. And we are all trying not to giggle but every time that happens both Nicolò and me lose our concentration and at some point when I’m like a puddle of chewing gum the girl says I’m not functioning. She promises me that tomorrow she will meet me.

I look at Nicolò and we are quite amazed of what’s happening. We have mixed feelings. Me and my frustration already promised Nicolò that I wouldn’t leave this hotel until I had sex with both girls. Be it in the morning or now. We joke around a bit in English. I ask him how big the chance would be that I would see her the next day. He answers with, 10%. When I ask him how big the chance is that the girls would call the police if I just decide to stay he answers with, 10%.

I decide to try and stay because I know that the girls won’t regret afterward and if I would leave I know I would regret big time.

But not long after when the girls are cooling down and Nicolò is getting dressed I slowly say goodbye to the girls and off we go.

The next day when I try to meet up with my girl she says she hurt her arm and she wasn’t in the hotel either. It turned out to be true that she is visiting friends in Amsterdam too and when I text her the moment I’m writing this she’s still replying to my texts. Much more so then the girls I meet when I go out in Disco Dolly. None of them reply to my texts the next day. It’s either a sticking point or a bottemless pit. I haven’t figured it out yet.

What I did figure out is that it’s always better to push and to push hard if you’re past the point of no return. If we would have given up after they told us they were going home or if we would have listened to even one word of their excuses we wouldn’t have created this bond. I call it a bond but maybe it’s just the girl needing reassurance. Anyway, it creates the opportunity to meet up with tourists even many month’s later when they are back in Amsterdam. If you don’t push it you will be the one with the regret. I remember some regrets all to well, they are almost like trauma’s. The ones that sting the most are the ones where I missed out on a threesome. I still never had one but I’m so close. I encountered all options of near misses that I can think of by now. Even most of my friends that I thought how to pick up girls have had their threesomes. Some more patience and persistence and it will happen for me too. I’ll write a story about it.