I’d been living in Medellín, Colombia for a while.
But I still hadn’t had sex with a Colombian girl!
There are a few reasons for that…
- My Girlfriend – I brought my Mexican girlfriend with me to Colombia. And even though she is OK with me banging other girls, that she lives with me complicates things, logistically.
- Lack of Effort – Since my GF satisfies me sexually, I hadn’t been trying too hard. Hadn’t put a ton of effort into approaching or gaming girls. Some, but not much.
- Work – I’d been working on projects, focusing on money and bodyweight training. Which means I hadn’t been chasing much tail.
- Dating Culture – I had some trouble adjusting to Colombian dating culture at first. It takes getting used to. Medellín girls are responsive and beautiful, but super-flakey. So I was easily pulling numbers from day game and online. But I was struggling to translate those numbers into dates.
- Prepagos – Many Colombian women are prepagos aka ‘pre-pays.’ Not prostitutes, exactly. But they do expect you to buy them things before sex. I’m not into that. And it probably cost me.
- Weak Spanish – When I first got to Medellín my Spanish was terrible. Which made things difficult.
So for all those reasons, I hadn’t scored with a Colombiana.
And it was pissing me off.
I started hitting ColombianCupid.com hard.
One morning, browsing profiles, I found what I was looking for…
A very pretty 25-year-old black Colombian girl.
I sent her this basic message. And she responded a few days later with the digits:
I sent her a WhatsApp message, later that afternoon.
Told her to come to my place. I’d pay for her taxi. Then we’d go out and have a drink somewhere.
Right around 9 PM she started blowing up my phone:
I waited a few minutes. Just to make her sweat. Then I called her back. Let her know it was still on.
She arrived at my place around 10 PM.
Texted me to let me know she was there.
I ran downstairs to pay for her cab.
After I paid the driver, she got down, and we went inside.
I was pleasantly surprised.
She was lithe and sexy. Long straightened black hair. Dark black skin. Perfect white teeth. Wearing a tight black jumper that emphasised her curves. And in heels she was actually taller than me!
We walked past the disapproving eye of the doorman. Up the elevator to my apartment.
I gave her a quick tour of my place. She asked me if I lived alone. Told her I had a roommate, who was sleeping in the spare bedroom. Which was the truth, technically, since my girlfriend is my roommate. Jazmin didn’t ask anymore questions about it though, thankfully.
I poured us a couple Medellín Rum and cokes. Then we sat down next to each other on the couch in the living room. Started talking. My Spanish is coming along nicely. So were able to hold a real conversation. I learned that she actually worked as a model.
The chemistry was there. We were both feeling it. Both attracted to each other.
So I put my hands all over her. Touched her thighs, played with her hair, stroked her arms. She responded by getting cozy with me, snuggling and pressing her body up against mine.
At one point, her jumper was loose and one of her tits was showing, since she wasn’t wearing a bra! She didn’t notice. And of course I didn’t say anything.
After a while, I asked her if she wanted to watch a movie, since the only TV was in the master bedroom.
But she said no.
Said she had to leave soon.
I just relaxed.
Kept talking like nothing had happened.
Then the testing started. First she started fucking with her phone. Ignoring me. Then, she called me aburrido, boring, after I told her I didn’t go out to bars and clubs that much.
I didn’t respond.
But I realized if I didn’t kiss her soon, she’d likely leave.
Time to move in for the kill.
So I went for it. Kissed her hard. Then I pulled back. Then I kissed her again, much harder. I told her I wanted to smoke a bowl, back in my room.
She protested, verbally. But she didn’t fight when I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom.
We lay down side-by-side on my bed, started watching a movie.
Sicario, in Spanish.
She ignored me again. She was back on her phone.
So I ignored her back.
Changed into my pajama bottoms. Smoked some Colombian green bud, mixed with some hashish. Got some water.
Then laid back down next to her on the bed.
Eventually she put her damn phone down.
I started kissing her again. Stroking her body. Exposed her tits and rubbed her ass and pussy over her jumper. She didn’t stop me when I pulled it off. Didn’t protest when I removed her leopard print panties.
She was really dark! The blackest girl I’ve ever been with. I looked like a ghost next to her. But her body was fabulous. Tight, slender, perfect curvy ass, shaved pussy, long legs, medium-sized but shapely tits.
I had no problem getting it up for her. It also didn’t hurt that she was good with her hands. She gave me a handjob till I was stiff as a board.
Of course, you know me, after a few minutes, I tried shoving my cock into her mouth. But she refused. She didn’t want to suck dick.
I was annoyed.
But I licked her bare pussy anyway, got it nice and wet.
A few minutes later, as we lay there naked, taking a breather, she asked me what I wanted to hear:
“Tienes un condon?” she said.
“Sí.” I said.
I attacked her.
Threw her on her back. Dragged her to the edge of the bed. Stood up and strapped on a condom.
I’d gone soft by then, and she wasn’t gonna suck it first.
So I used the soft-entry technique to enter her wet pussy. Quickly got hard.
Soon we were going at it, a marathon fuck session. Mid-way through, during the condom change, she relented. Swallowed my dick, licked my balls.
After I finished, neither of us could sleep (due to the Coca-Cola).
So we chatted for a while.
Then we fucked again.
Finally, we passed out.
The next morning, I wanted to bang her, but she didn’t want to. I got my way eventually. But it was lackluster. Not as good as the night before. So I finished quick.
At this point, I was feeling bad about my girlfriend being locked up in the spare bedroom for so long…
I needed to send Jazmin home.
So I ordered her an Uber.
Then I sent her on her way.
And that was that.
My girlfriend came out of the spare room after Jazmin left. She was so angry, she’d packed her things! She’d heard us fucking, heard Jazmin moaning, heard my balls slapping against her ass.
But I talked her down.
And a few hours later she was OK. Later on, she admitted that she’d been masturbating to the sounds of me fucking Jazmin.
I invited Jazmin back over a few days later.
But she refused.
And I never saw her again.
The sex was great. So I was surprised she didn’t come back for round two.
But after thinking about it for a while?
I’m pretty sure Jazmin had a boyfriend, was cheating on him.
And I just happened to be in the right place at the right time.
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Cost: $36,000 Colombian Pesos (about $11.50 USD)
Time Spent: Around 2.5 hours to first sex
Lesson Learned: Easy come, easy go.