Post: #51

Sat next to a 7.5 on a 5 hour flight. I knew I could "game" her and didn't want to jump at it too quickly, since I'm a busy man with many things to do (or so supposedly).

So I just put on some movie on the iPad and headphones on and completely ignored her for the first hour. She kept glancing, until she just couldn't take it anymore and opened, asking what movie I'm watching (an elderly opener on her part). We started chatting, she was flying to Chicago for some art auction. Got her number as we landed but she ended up flaking. My parents were with me so this was awkward as fuck to even get the number, I didn't do kino for that reason.

Post: #52

The common advice seems to be to ignore her for atleast the first few hours and open in the last 1 or 2 hours so as not to run out of convo. Maybe some kino would have strengthened the connection.

I was thinking that it might be good to have those headphones that you can split between two people and maybe watch an appropriate movies or songs to get into the mood?

There are also chat functions in some planes where you can talk with someone at another seat. But I am not sure how it will help to game. For this, one must approach the target before boarding and long periods of text game can be dicey.

Post: #53

About four years ago, I was on a plane headed back to SoCal. Fortune was truly smiling on me when out of all the passengers I could've had sit beside me, I got a stunning eighteen year old part black/part Serbian girl with light skin and blue eyes.

She was quite chatty and opened me, as a matter of fact. As it turned out, she was on her way to California to tour a college campus she was considering to attend in the fall. As we got to know each other, the flight attendant came by and I ordered an alcoholic beverage and slid it over to her on the sly, which while certainly illegal, undoubtedly scored me points.

She asked if I had a girlfriend, and as much as I wanted to deny having one, it was my girlfriend who would be picking me up at the airport, so I couldn't bullshit her without risking her finding out otherwise. I asked what her story was and she said she was seeing a guy back home in Connecticut. I asked how that was going to work when she went off to school and she said they were going to do the long distance thing, which I playfully teased her about.

In the end, we enjoyed our conversation (which made our flight time go by in a blink) enough we decided to keep in touch and became "friends" on Facebook. Over the next couple months, we occasionally "liked" each other's photos and exchanged a few messages. One day I received a message saying she was officially coming to California for college, and that we would have to get together again once she was in town. Subsequently, I would find out she and her boyfriend broke up over her choosing to travel so far away for school (shocker, right?) and now I had to figure out how to eliminate my girlfriend as a road block.

I lied and told her my girlfriend and I broke up, and subsequently our messages became more and more flirty and sexual. Ironically, by the time she arrived, what started out as a lie became the truth when my girlfriend and I actually broke up.

Long story short, I ended up meeting her in her dorm room with a bottle of vodka in tow. "Mysteriously," her roommates were nowhere to be found and I wound up fucking her on the world's smallest mattress. Not long after, when I tried hitting her up again, she told me she thought our age difference was just too much (ten years) and that we shouldn't talk anymore.

My feelings on the whole thing?

   

Post: #54

(12-12-2016 08:36 PM)LeoneVolpe Wrote:  About four years ago, I was on a plane headed back to SoCal. Fortune was truly smiling on me when out of all the passengers I could've had sit beside me, I got a stunning eighteen year old part black/part Serbian girl with light skin and blue eyes.

She was quite chatty and opened me, as a matter of fact. As it turned out, she was on her way to California to tour a college campus she was considering to attend in the fall. As we got to know each other, the flight attendant came by and I ordered an alcoholic beverage and slid it over to her on the sly, which while certainly illegal, undoubtedly scored me points.

She asked if I had a girlfriend, and as much as I wanted to deny having one, it was my girlfriend who would be picking me up at the airport, so I couldn't bullshit her without risking her finding out otherwise. I asked what her story was and she said she was seeing a guy back home in Connecticut. I asked how that was going to work when she went off to school and she said they were going to do the long distance thing, which I playfully teased her about.

In the end, we enjoyed our conversation (which made our flight time go by in a blink) enough we decided to keep in touch and became "friends" on Facebook. Over the next couple months, we occasionally "liked" each other's photos and exchanged a few messages. One day I received a message saying she was officially coming to California for college, and that we would have to get together again once she was in town. Subsequently, I would find out she and her boyfriend broke up over her choosing to travel so far away for school (shocker, right?) and now I had to figure out how to eliminate my girlfriend as a road block.

I lied and told her my girlfriend and I broke up, and subsequently our messages became more and more flirty and sexual. Ironically, by the time she arrived, what started out as a lie became the truth when my girlfriend and I actually broke up.

Long story short, I ended up meeting her in her dorm room with a bottle of vodka in tow. "Mysteriously," her roommates were nowhere to be found and I wound up fucking her on the world's smallest mattress. Not long after, when I tried hitting her up again, she told me she thought our age difference was just too much (ten years) and that we shouldn't talk anymore.

My feelings on the whole thing?

How long was the flight and at what part of it did you open? Did you guys just converse or was it in between doing your own things/watching movies etc?

Post: #55

Usually when I get on a plane I'm sitting by some old person.

The one time I got a hot girl next to me I ended up fucking her.

Heavy petting + makeout on the plane itself, asked for contact info at the end of the flight and set up a bang later off that. I didn't try for mile high club.

I was silent for most of the flight. I just sat next to her, held eye contact for a bit then started stroking her leg. She smiled, grabbed my hand and removed it. I read that as a playful test and went right back to touching her, she was into it. I started kissing her and pulled her onto my lap, and just stayed with that. Silent game until the very end of the flight.

I think it's easier on the girl that way. If you start a conversation with her... you and her have to reveal, aloud, that you two don't know each other. Then any move you make, if she's receptive to it, she's showing herself getting picked up by a stranger in front of a crowd and very few girls are OK with that. If you work silently it's plausibly deniable. To everyone around you it looks like you're her boyfriend just doing what you usually do.

Post: #56

Post: #57

This thread is gold. Every time I board the plane, I hope that a hot girl will be sitting next to me. Or I get the middle seat inbetween two hot chicks.

Post: #58

I fucking love Airplane game.

Post: #59

(12-14-2016 07:09 AM)Hazaer Wrote:  

(12-12-2016 08:36 PM)LeoneVolpe Wrote:  About four years ago, I was on a plane headed back to SoCal. Fortune was truly smiling on me when out of all the passengers I could've had sit beside me, I got a stunning eighteen year old part black/part Serbian girl with light skin and blue eyes.

She was quite chatty and opened me, as a matter of fact. As it turned out, she was on her way to California to tour a college campus she was considering to attend in the fall. As we got to know each other, the flight attendant came by and I ordered an alcoholic beverage and slid it over to her on the sly, which while certainly illegal, undoubtedly scored me points.

She asked if I had a girlfriend, and as much as I wanted to deny having one, it was my girlfriend who would be picking me up at the airport, so I couldn't bullshit her without risking her finding out otherwise. I asked what her story was and she said she was seeing a guy back home in Connecticut. I asked how that was going to work when she went off to school and she said they were going to do the long distance thing, which I playfully teased her about.

In the end, we enjoyed our conversation (which made our flight time go by in a blink) enough we decided to keep in touch and became "friends" on Facebook. Over the next couple months, we occasionally "liked" each other's photos and exchanged a few messages. One day I received a message saying she was officially coming to California for college, and that we would have to get together again once she was in town. Subsequently, I would find out she and her boyfriend broke up over her choosing to travel so far away for school (shocker, right?) and now I had to figure out how to eliminate my girlfriend as a road block.

I lied and told her my girlfriend and I broke up, and subsequently our messages became more and more flirty and sexual. Ironically, by the time she arrived, what started out as a lie became the truth when my girlfriend and I actually broke up.

Long story short, I ended up meeting her in her dorm room with a bottle of vodka in tow. "Mysteriously," her roommates were nowhere to be found and I wound up fucking her on the world's smallest mattress. Not long after, when I tried hitting her up again, she told me she thought our age difference was just too much (ten years) and that we shouldn't talk anymore.

My feelings on the whole thing?

How long was the flight and at what part of it did you open? Did you guys just converse or was it in between doing your own things/watching movies etc?

The flight was about two-and-a-half hours long, and she actually opened me first. If she hadn't opened me, I would've opened her, though. She was high energy (no doubt excitement from taking her first solo trip to tour college campuses) but it was still up to me to keep conversation going because, as guys, that's our job. If I had been a complete social retard, she wouldn't have gotten drawn in. I just asked questions, teased her with every opportunity that presented itself -- treated her more like a bratty kid sister than the hot little piece of ass she was, and didn't let her mentioning a boyfriend deter me from keeping the vibe light and flirty. Once our conversation began, we kept it going the whole flight.

This is why it's so important to learn day game. It's completely premeditated on our part, but to them it feels "organic." We can transform what would be a mundane encounter on a plane, train or automobile (taxi) and instead make a girl feel like she's experiencing the beginnings of a real-life romantic comedy. Think of it: meeting an interesting stranger, having conversation that feels "easy" and unforced, and ultimately should you two hookup -- it's a story that's a lot more fun to tell her friends than "Oh, I met him on Tinder." To a girl, daygame (when done correctly) feels like kismet.

Post: #60

(12-14-2016 08:19 AM)jackal62 Wrote:  I was silent for most of the flight. I just sat next to her, held eye contact for a bit then started stroking her leg.

For real?

Post: #61

(12-14-2016 01:56 PM)subterfuge Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 08:19 AM)jackal62 Wrote:  I was silent for most of the flight. I just sat next to her, held eye contact for a bit then started stroking her leg.

For real?

For real.

Post: #62

One time I was flying up to Fairbanks, and ended up sitting next to this cute hippie chick. She was heading up to work as a cook for a mining operation somewhere up the Dalton Highway. She was really into arts and crafts, and was pretty talented as far as I could tell. We made some small talk, but for the most part I ignored her. She was a real free spirit, and I could tell she was a freak (worked the weed fields in Norcal, lived in a van and traveled around, favorite thing was to get naked at hot springs). I fell asleep and later in the flight I woke up to her sitting on my crotch- she had to get out and go to the bathroom, and was sitting on me like she was ready to go cowgirl. She laughed and apologized for waking me up.

At the end of the flight, she told me how hard it was to find a man in AK who isn't a drunk and told me how bad she wants to see me again. She handed me a piece of tanned moose hide with her name, number, and a huge heart and smiley face written with a glitter pen.

It might have been fun, but I never did call, the logistics were just too much to work out.

Post: #63

(12-14-2016 07:16 PM)jackal62 Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 01:56 PM)subterfuge Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 08:19 AM)jackal62 Wrote:  I was silent for most of the flight. I just sat next to her, held eye contact for a bit then started stroking her leg.

For real?

For real.

I might trying this in bars and stuff. Just sit next to girls and start rubbing their thighs. I guess if they think you're hot, they'd be OK with it, but could get slapped otherwise?

Post: #64

(12-15-2016 04:43 AM)subterfuge Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 07:16 PM)jackal62 Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 01:56 PM)subterfuge Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 08:19 AM)jackal62 Wrote:  I was silent for most of the flight. I just sat next to her, held eye contact for a bit then started stroking her leg.

For real?

For real.

I might trying this in bars and stuff. Just sit next to girls and start rubbing their thighs. I guess if they think you're hot, they'd be OK with it, but could get slapped otherwise?

Let her see you first. Startling is bad.

Best of luck.

Post: #65

(12-15-2016 04:41 PM)jackal62 Wrote:  

(12-15-2016 04:43 AM)subterfuge Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 07:16 PM)jackal62 Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 01:56 PM)subterfuge Wrote:  

(12-14-2016 08:19 AM)jackal62 Wrote:  I was silent for most of the flight. I just sat next to her, held eye contact for a bit then started stroking her leg.

For real?

For real.

I might trying this in bars and stuff. Just sit next to girls and start rubbing their thighs. I guess if they think you're hot, they'd be OK with it, but could get slapped otherwise?

Let her see you first. Startling is bad.

Best of luck.

Really bad idea in the United States. I don't know about in other English speaking countries.

Post: #66

^ Seconded. Unless you don't mind the prospect of jail, I'd STRONGLY recommend waiting until you've been given some serious buying signals before going in for a grope like that.

Post: #67

(09-14-2010 11:12 PM)speakeasy Wrote:  An interesting topic came up that I haven't seen addressed before. What if you're sitting next to a girl on a long 12 hour international flight. She's hot, she seems cool, you talk to her, but you need to take it somewhere.

I had this happen last night. Flew to Vegas, sitting next to a hot woman in her mid twenties. So I opened her up. Then, within a half an hour, she revealed the following info about herself:

- Chain smoker
- Taking anxiety medicine
- Doesn't want children
- Smokes pot everyday
- Has a suspicious "Go Fund Me" account

She said all of this without an iota of shame. She knows that there will be a line of thirsty suitors, waiting to place a parachute on her back. I had a MGTOW moment, so I put headphones on and went to sleep. Fuck it.

I guess I "took it somewhere" by choosing to invest my time elsewhere.

Post: #68

Not necessarily "airplane game" but an interesting overlap. Story time:

Met a girl at a business mixer in 2015. She was a cute dentist in her early 30's and although I got drunk and said some wildly inappropriate things to her, I ended up getting her number. Texted back and forth, mostly noncommittal stuff but when I asked her out, she said she was gonna be in Vancouver that weekend. Coincidentally, I was there that weekend but was meeting with another girl so I said we'd schedule something when we both were back in town.

On the flight back I was one of the first people on board and took my seat in 5A. I normally put my eye-mask on and snooze through short flights but this time I was reading on my Ipad when I saw the cute dentist walking down the aisle of the plane. She didn't notice me as she was talking to her mom and what do you know she plunks down in 5B, still talking to her mom across the aisle. 30 seconds later, I tap her on the shoulder and asked, "did you have fun this weekend?" Girl has some ching-chong eyes (strangely, I really like this) but you should've seen how big they got when she recognized me as "drunk guy from the mixer". Apparently, her and her mom were flying standby because they wanted to get home early to prepare for Chinese New Years, otherwise they would've taken the next flight down.

Ended up seeing each other for two months or so after that. Wealthy family, good looking girl with impressive pedigree. A lot of my friends would ask me how I managed to land her and in mixed company, she would jump in every time to excitedly tell the story. Still, me being me, I ended up getting the clap from a side chick and had to sheepishly let the dentist know to get tested. She dropped me immediately after that. Suppose it serves her right for believing in fairy tales.

Post: #69

Here's a tale of a big fuck up...

A couple of weeks ago I was flying to London from LA via Vegas.

My plane got delayed and I missed the connecting flight in Vegas. When I was talking at the check in desk I noticed a slim cute 6ft tall black woman standing there...I went to sit down and she came over to me and opened me. We ended up talking for about an hour, before we had to go our separate ways... It turns out she's a 21 year old student who still lives with her parents in LA. She's not African-American, her parents were from Nigeria. She's really smart and studying robotics and engineering.

I had to take the same flight the next day, and it turns out she's on the same flight. The flight is about 3/4 full and during the she comes and sits next to me a few times to talk. When the plane is about to land, the pilot told everyone to get back to their seats. I said to her, "I'll see you at the baggage collection". She gets up and goes to her seat.

After the plane lands I go to passport control. I can't see her in the massive hall because I'm a UK citizen and she's a US citizen and we're in separate lines.

I then get to baggage collection, and she's not there yet. My baggage comes out after 5 mins and I have to go - my relatives have come to pick me up from the airport and I can't stick around waiting for her. It could be that she's already picked up her baggage and gone already, or more likely, that's she's still stuck in passport control. I leave the airport and never see her again.

So that was that! The dumbest thing was that I had never got round to asking her number! I feel like kicking myself cos I was as certain as getting bang out of this as I've ever been in my life.

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Another time I fucked up was on a flight from Delhi (India) to LA via Tokyo in 2014. I ended up sitting next a cute Chinese woman who lived in Japan. She loved Indian culture (I'm a British-Indian) and had been travelling in India for a couple of weeks. She also told me it was her dream to live in LA (I live in LA). From her body language she was leaning in to me and very talkative, so I guessed there was some attraction there. When the plane landed in Tokyo I said, "nice talking to you", and got up and left. I didn't see the point of getting her number because she lived in Tokyo and I was about to get on another plane to fly to LA from Tokyo.

I guess I can forgive myself that one because I don't do long distance relationships.

Post: #70

Similar story, but I got lucky on my return flight when the same FA was there.. She remembered me.. and sought me out after disembarking and exchanging numbers etc. Naughty phone calls were fun, but the time & space logistics of syncing up.. whole different ball game..

PS: Well, in her case she could've VISITED and COUCH SURFED you in LA Why not?

(01-18-2017 11:58 PM)WalterBlack Wrote:  Here's a tale of a big fuck up...

A couple of weeks ago I was flying to London from LA via Vegas.

My plane got delayed and I missed the connecting flight in Vegas. When I was talking at the check in desk I noticed a slim cute 6ft tall black woman standing there...I went to sit down and she came over to me and opened me. We ended up talking for about an hour, before we had to go our separate ways... It turns out she's a 21 year old student who still lives with her parents in LA. She's not African-American, her parents were from Nigeria. She's really smart and studying robotics and engineering.

I had to take the same flight the next day, and it turns out she's on the same flight. The flight is about 3/4 full and during the she comes and sits next to me a few times to talk. When the plane is about to land, the pilot told everyone to get back to their seats. I said to her, "I'll see you at the baggage collection". She gets up and goes to her seat.

After the plane lands I go to passport control. I can't see her in the massive hall because I'm a UK citizen and she's a US citizen and we're in separate lines.

I then get to baggage collection, and she's not there yet. My baggage comes out after 5 mins and I have to go - my relatives have come to pick me up from the airport and I can't stick around waiting for her. It could be that she's already picked up her baggage and gone already, or more likely, that's she's still stuck in passport control. I leave the airport and never see her again.

So that was that! The dumbest thing was that I had never got round to asking her number! I feel like kicking myself cos I was as certain as getting bang out of this as I've ever been in my life.

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Another time I fucked up was on a flight from Delhi (India) to LA via Tokyo in 2014. I ended up sitting next a cute Chinese woman who lived in Japan. She loved Indian culture (I'm a British-Indian) and had been travelling in India for a couple of weeks. She also told me it was her dream to live in LA (I live in LA). From her body language she was leaning in to me and very talkative, so I guessed there was some attraction there. When the plane landed in Tokyo I said, "nice talking to you", and got up and left. I didn't see the point of getting her number because she lived in Tokyo and I was about to get on another plane to fly to LA from Tokyo.

I guess I can forgive myself that one because I don't do long distance relationships.