I've recently joined a polyamorous community. I hadn't worked very hard on fucking anybody, mostly just learning the rules of the community and making friends.
This week a new girl was brought in. We connected about climbing trees, walking barefoot, yoga. I mostly shared my identity, tried to get her to talk about herself, and spent time together. She kept hanging out with me but she was shy. I didn't get any positive feedback when touching her, but didn't get much negative feedback so I assumed she was OK with it and continued. The one negative feedback I got was when we kissed, she would pull away after a few seconds.
The problem with poly communities is that competition is everywhere, yet it can be ignored. I found the bi chicks vying for her attention. Instead of competing I just joined the group.
A few days later she calls me out of the blue, to hang out. We meet up for lunch. We meet barefoot. She walks barefoot really fast. For some reason, since she is so shy, I found it very natural to lead the whole day. We eat Thai.
I tell her I need to return books to the library. She agrees and says in return we need to go to the Verizon store. Sure. The whole time we either hold hands or have our arms around each other. At the Verizon store she invites me for cake at her place. Ring a ding dong! I don't make it so easy, asking her what kind of cake it is. After some convincing I agree.
We go to her place, have some cake. I start kissing and touching her, start to take off her top. She says, "Well if you're going to take off my clothes I should shut the blinds." I take off her clothes, take off my clothes, eat her out. I'm not really hard so I put her hand on my cock. She says she never really knows what to do with it, so I suggest that she suck on it. She doesn't. Oh well, it's hard from her just playing with it, so I put on a condom and fuck her.
After we fuck, her landlord comes in while we're naked. We quickly get dressed. After the awkwardness I continue leading. We get food, watch a movie, and hang out the rest of the night.
Lessons learned:
- A neutral response is a positive response. Yes, I know this already, but she was so unresponsive I normally would have given up. But I correctly read that she was also shy, so I kept pushing.
- Leading is important. She didn't know what to do, she's just 19 and she's shy. I paved the way to sex for her.
2010-07-29
2010-06-18
Fear vs. Laziness
For the past year and a half, I avoided all responsibility. In particular I avoided work, citing that I didn't want to ever go back to that cubicle lifestyle. I realize now that I had been afraid of the responsibility, afraid of losing motivation, giving up, and failing, and afraid of being trapped in that lifestyle I hate so much. I realize now that I don't have to be afraid. I can take responsibility and succeed. I can get a job and quit if I don't like it. I am stronger now.
2010-05-21
Posture and High Impact Style
I go for a high impact look all the time. I don't rock the well-dressed look, I push my look to the edge.
Posture is always important, but it becomes more important when you have a crazy look. With an average look, you are either a confident guy or a shy, nervous guy. With a high impact look, it's the difference between a rock star or a clown.
I always feel uncomfortable when I go for a new look. I'm nervous about whether the change is good or not. Eventually I realize that I look hot and I stand tall again.
The next time you try a new look, remember to check your posture. Assume everyone is looking at you because you're hot, not because you're looking weird and it will self-fulfill. Chin up, chest out, walk like you own the place.
Cuz ya do.
Posture is always important, but it becomes more important when you have a crazy look. With an average look, you are either a confident guy or a shy, nervous guy. With a high impact look, it's the difference between a rock star or a clown.
I always feel uncomfortable when I go for a new look. I'm nervous about whether the change is good or not. Eventually I realize that I look hot and I stand tall again.
The next time you try a new look, remember to check your posture. Assume everyone is looking at you because you're hot, not because you're looking weird and it will self-fulfill. Chin up, chest out, walk like you own the place.
Cuz ya do.
2010-05-15
LAPhil's Review of my Progress
Found on Fast Seduction:
One pickup mansion student was the most beta, submissive guy ever when we got him. Like literally he almost disgusted us with how much of a pussy he was. But he worked his ass off. He approached 7 days a week for months. He also took our advice to the letter and did it all right away. I think it took him about 8 months to get his first lay. Even then it wasn't consistent for about 3 more months. It wasn't easy, but now every other time he goes out he pulls. He went out for a burger at 11pm and came back with a story about fisting a chick. He looks and acts like a rockstar, literally.Wow, I didn't realize how much of a pussy I really was back then. Even now, thinking back! How things have changed...
2010-05-14
HELP! URGENT! HB10! The importance of field testing
I've noticed a lot of students have been asking for immediate help for a specific girl. Three problems:
1. You're placing too much importance on this girl. This will make you needy and you'll lose her.
2. You're relying on us too much. We can't guide you every step of the way for every girl. What are you going to do if you pull a girl into the bathroom, post a new thread and hope we respond before she walks out?
3. You're not field testing, so you're not taking chances and building experience. You're preventing yourself from learning how to deal with the situation.
A large part of learning pickup is trial and error. Field test everything! I've done plenty of things, even those I was told not to. To truly succeed, you need to experience it all. Have you ever bought a girl a drink, told a girl who just slapped you to slap you harder, or asked a guy if we had sex last week? I have.
It's pointless to ask questions about a single girl. We can't guide you every step of the way. You need to learn from personal experience by failing or succeeding. People succeed because they have tried and failed a million times.
We are here to make you into the men who get lots of girl. We are not here to help you get laid once, we are here to get you laid again and again.
I understand how it feels to feel like you actually have a shot with this girl, and that you don't want to fuck it up. I've been there! And each time I lose the girl. Sorry, the path to mastery means losing a lot. Don't worry, the situation will improve.
Okay, now onto what to do instead:
1. Calm down. She's not perfect, and there'll be others.
2. What would Brad do? From his in-field audio and his lectures, you should have an idea of what an alpha male would do in your situation.
3. Do it, and report back your results. We'll be here to guide your long term success, not help you run perfect game on a single chick.
Alright, go out and fuck some bitches!
1. You're placing too much importance on this girl. This will make you needy and you'll lose her.
2. You're relying on us too much. We can't guide you every step of the way for every girl. What are you going to do if you pull a girl into the bathroom, post a new thread and hope we respond before she walks out?
3. You're not field testing, so you're not taking chances and building experience. You're preventing yourself from learning how to deal with the situation.
A large part of learning pickup is trial and error. Field test everything! I've done plenty of things, even those I was told not to. To truly succeed, you need to experience it all. Have you ever bought a girl a drink, told a girl who just slapped you to slap you harder, or asked a guy if we had sex last week? I have.
It's pointless to ask questions about a single girl. We can't guide you every step of the way. You need to learn from personal experience by failing or succeeding. People succeed because they have tried and failed a million times.
We are here to make you into the men who get lots of girl. We are not here to help you get laid once, we are here to get you laid again and again.
I understand how it feels to feel like you actually have a shot with this girl, and that you don't want to fuck it up. I've been there! And each time I lose the girl. Sorry, the path to mastery means losing a lot. Don't worry, the situation will improve.
Okay, now onto what to do instead:
1. Calm down. She's not perfect, and there'll be others.
2. What would Brad do? From his in-field audio and his lectures, you should have an idea of what an alpha male would do in your situation.
3. Do it, and report back your results. We'll be here to guide your long term success, not help you run perfect game on a single chick.
Alright, go out and fuck some bitches!
2010-05-13
Mexican Chick Lay
Some background: I picked up Mexican Chick a month ago, the night before I left for a month-long road trip. She opened me, saying she loved my hair. I brought them back to my place but she had two friends with her whom I couldn't get rid of, even with Nomad's help, so I took her number. My kino went up to holding hands with her and grabbing the back of her neck. We almost kissed goodbye, but I didn't do so in front of her friends. I sensed she wanted to, but I denied it.
Since I was going to be gone for a month I texted and called her multiple times throughout my trip. I was drunk and initiated phone sex with her. Since then we've done it multiple times. I got her to shave her pussy for me and pick me up from the airport.
Now: Mexican Chick picked me up from the airport. We immediately hug and kiss, even though it's the first time we've kissed it feels natural due to the phone sex. Along the ride I escalate lightly. She tells me she's going to crash the car if I keep doing that, and I don't think she's joking, so I stop and only do so at red lights.
We arrive at the apt. I throw her on the lovesac, go really slow like she told me she likes on the phone. Remove her clothes one layer at a time, mirroring her clothing removal with my own. I get resistance when I go for the pants. She says we should go eat, because that's what we agreed to earlier, and she also says she gave herself razor burn. So she's resisting possibly because she's afraid I'll be disappointed. I took it with stride, making sure it doesn't hurt anymore, which is the most important part anyway. I continued kissing her neck, ears, tits, and spanking her.
To get her pants off, I asked for smaller compliance. I know she bought some new panties for me, so I told her to take off her pants, I wanted to see her in her panties. She complied, and I mirrored by taking off my pants, leaving my boxers. We continued kissing and exploring each others' bodies. I pushed her panties aside and started fingering her, while continuing what I was doing.
Turning her on so much and having so little left to stop us from fucking made it easier to pull off that last piece of clothing. I pulled off her panties, continued escalating, took off my boxers, continued escalating while pulling a condom out of my pants and opening it, then put it on and fucked her.
After I was done she wanted more. She put my hand near her pussy and I started fingering her, but my libido was shot and I wasn't really into it. She said, "Girls take longer to come. That's why they should come first." I kept this in mind the next few times: if I want a chick to fuck, suck, or whatever, I need to properly make her come, since they don't lose their libido after sex.
We had dinner and went back to bed.
We started kissing. She is pretty open about her sexuality, not afraid to tell me where to bite and telling me she's open to learning how to please me. I leave her with bite marks all over her body.
I want to blow a load in her mouth but I want her to do it enthusiastically, so I go to work on her first. I start licking her clit, slowly because she likes it that way, while applying pressure on her g-spot like she told me earlier today. (See? I do have listening skills.) I go at a steady rhythm, making her moan again and again, until she starts whispering gibberish for a few minutes and pulls me up. Out of breath, she tells me it's the first time anyone's ever done that to her.
We kiss a little, then I pull back and sit leaning against the head of the bed with my legs spread, pulling her toward me. She knows what's up. She tells me to relax, ties her hair up, and starts kissing my neck and slowly makes her way down to my cock. She likes it slow so she teases my cock very much, thinking I'd like that. I guide her head to suck on my cock and make her blow me at the correct speed, continuing to push and pull her head by her hair until I blow a load in her mouth. Since she's not that experienced, she continues at the fast rate until I tell her to slow down. She licked and swallowed every drop, so don't worry about sleeping in my cum, Nomad. =)
We sleep. In the morning we go again. I'm feeling lazy as we are making out, remembering how long I had to eat her out last night. I finger her as she's playing with my cock. She fingers herself for some pussy juice to lubricate my cock. I tell her she could kiss my cock to help out. She starts the slow cock tease again. Having been told that she's willing to learn twice, I told her that I know she likes it slow, but I'm different. I also tell her to suck deeper, and that if she can't do that, use her hand as an extension of her mouth. Now she's got the rhythm and the basic motion down, so I let her practice some more, instead of adding more advanced stuff like playing with my balls. =)
I don't want to just blow a load in her mouth and call it a day, though. Driver and I had discussed how 69 was overrated but underused, so I decided to field test it. I told her I wanted to eat her out while she was eating me out. She turned around and I started doing so. I adjusted my pace to the speed I wanted her to suck my cock, until I blew a load in her mouth again.
What did I learn? Keeping in contact is very important. If I didn't keep contacting Mexican Chick throughout the road trip, she wouldn't have remembered me. In the past I called girls anywhere from 2 days to a week later or even a month later. They never worked out.
Phone sex is powerful! The physical escalation I did was alright, but I never even got a kiss on the lips. After all the phone sex I was able to build compliance: she shaved her pussy, bought panties for me, even picked me up from the airport. Plus, I was definitely not in the friend zone.
Women come first. By focusing on making her come first, I was able to get her to blow me with enthusiasm, something I've had trouble getting my past girlfriends to do. Plus my libido goes to shit after I come, so I really can't be bothered to eat her out after.
Since I was going to be gone for a month I texted and called her multiple times throughout my trip. I was drunk and initiated phone sex with her. Since then we've done it multiple times. I got her to shave her pussy for me and pick me up from the airport.
Now: Mexican Chick picked me up from the airport. We immediately hug and kiss, even though it's the first time we've kissed it feels natural due to the phone sex. Along the ride I escalate lightly. She tells me she's going to crash the car if I keep doing that, and I don't think she's joking, so I stop and only do so at red lights.
We arrive at the apt. I throw her on the lovesac, go really slow like she told me she likes on the phone. Remove her clothes one layer at a time, mirroring her clothing removal with my own. I get resistance when I go for the pants. She says we should go eat, because that's what we agreed to earlier, and she also says she gave herself razor burn. So she's resisting possibly because she's afraid I'll be disappointed. I took it with stride, making sure it doesn't hurt anymore, which is the most important part anyway. I continued kissing her neck, ears, tits, and spanking her.
To get her pants off, I asked for smaller compliance. I know she bought some new panties for me, so I told her to take off her pants, I wanted to see her in her panties. She complied, and I mirrored by taking off my pants, leaving my boxers. We continued kissing and exploring each others' bodies. I pushed her panties aside and started fingering her, while continuing what I was doing.
Turning her on so much and having so little left to stop us from fucking made it easier to pull off that last piece of clothing. I pulled off her panties, continued escalating, took off my boxers, continued escalating while pulling a condom out of my pants and opening it, then put it on and fucked her.
After I was done she wanted more. She put my hand near her pussy and I started fingering her, but my libido was shot and I wasn't really into it. She said, "Girls take longer to come. That's why they should come first." I kept this in mind the next few times: if I want a chick to fuck, suck, or whatever, I need to properly make her come, since they don't lose their libido after sex.
We had dinner and went back to bed.
We started kissing. She is pretty open about her sexuality, not afraid to tell me where to bite and telling me she's open to learning how to please me. I leave her with bite marks all over her body.
I want to blow a load in her mouth but I want her to do it enthusiastically, so I go to work on her first. I start licking her clit, slowly because she likes it that way, while applying pressure on her g-spot like she told me earlier today. (See? I do have listening skills.) I go at a steady rhythm, making her moan again and again, until she starts whispering gibberish for a few minutes and pulls me up. Out of breath, she tells me it's the first time anyone's ever done that to her.
We kiss a little, then I pull back and sit leaning against the head of the bed with my legs spread, pulling her toward me. She knows what's up. She tells me to relax, ties her hair up, and starts kissing my neck and slowly makes her way down to my cock. She likes it slow so she teases my cock very much, thinking I'd like that. I guide her head to suck on my cock and make her blow me at the correct speed, continuing to push and pull her head by her hair until I blow a load in her mouth. Since she's not that experienced, she continues at the fast rate until I tell her to slow down. She licked and swallowed every drop, so don't worry about sleeping in my cum, Nomad. =)
We sleep. In the morning we go again. I'm feeling lazy as we are making out, remembering how long I had to eat her out last night. I finger her as she's playing with my cock. She fingers herself for some pussy juice to lubricate my cock. I tell her she could kiss my cock to help out. She starts the slow cock tease again. Having been told that she's willing to learn twice, I told her that I know she likes it slow, but I'm different. I also tell her to suck deeper, and that if she can't do that, use her hand as an extension of her mouth. Now she's got the rhythm and the basic motion down, so I let her practice some more, instead of adding more advanced stuff like playing with my balls. =)
I don't want to just blow a load in her mouth and call it a day, though. Driver and I had discussed how 69 was overrated but underused, so I decided to field test it. I told her I wanted to eat her out while she was eating me out. She turned around and I started doing so. I adjusted my pace to the speed I wanted her to suck my cock, until I blew a load in her mouth again.
What did I learn? Keeping in contact is very important. If I didn't keep contacting Mexican Chick throughout the road trip, she wouldn't have remembered me. In the past I called girls anywhere from 2 days to a week later or even a month later. They never worked out.
Phone sex is powerful! The physical escalation I did was alright, but I never even got a kiss on the lips. After all the phone sex I was able to build compliance: she shaved her pussy, bought panties for me, even picked me up from the airport. Plus, I was definitely not in the friend zone.
Women come first. By focusing on making her come first, I was able to get her to blow me with enthusiasm, something I've had trouble getting my past girlfriends to do. Plus my libido goes to shit after I come, so I really can't be bothered to eat her out after.
2010-03-29
Tattoo Chick Lay
Tonight I went out by myself. I state pumped myself the same way I did yesterday, minus fucking the chick from Locked Out Lay: exercise, shower, green smoothie, music, Adventures of Brad P., went to my favorite bar.
Initially I went to the bar's and just chilled, chatted with some people. I stopped a chick as she was walking by, Rodmaning her and telling her she can't pass without a password. We do a little small talk about how she's got two drinks. She says one is for her boyfriend. We chat a little more but I let her pass.
I saw three girls sitting by themselves at a table. One had dreads. I went up to her, chatted with her about it. Mid-conversation I pulled up a chair and sat down. I chatted with all three girls and I think I won them over in terms of being safe and socialable, but they were oddly quiet. I decided they were either awkward because I was around or just boring, so I went right to another set.
I saw a redheaded girl sitting at the bar, her sweatshirt on the floor. I told her she was a litterbug and that she was in big trouble. She laughed, we chatted a little. Her tattooed friend was next to her so I introduced myself. I wasn't getting anywhere with either so I ejected into another set.
I chatted with a girl for a bit. Nothing memorable. She walked away.
The redhead left so I chatted the tattoo chick some more. I touched her arm, knees, then put my hands on hers. She squeezed my hands. I whispered into her ear, "You need to stop looking at me like that, little girl, you don't know the dirty naughty things I want to do to you." A few minutes later she looked ready to be kissed, so I put my hand behind her head and pulled her in. We made out for a bit. I noticed that there were three guys behind her watching us. As soon as we were done, one of the guys talks to the tattoo chick. I immediately say, "Oh, sorry, didn't realize you guys were friends." He says they just met five minutes ago. Thanks dude! He says they're moving to another bar. I made fake plans with him, asking him specifically where this bar was, and that we'll meet him there. Then I pull the tattoo chick to the garden area, saying I need some fresh air.
I figure the garden area is safe enough for her to follow without worrying about being pulled, so I can buy time until the friends see that she's gone and leave without her. It works. We make out in the garden area for a few minutes before I tell her I need to pick up my cigarettes and pull her back into the bar.
I scope out the bar. Her friends are nowhere to be found. I drag her back to my place. I had an open tab there, but whatever. I can always go back. She raises a few objections as I'm doing so: "Where are we going?" "To get cigarettes." "Where?" "Right around the corner."
We get to my building and I distract her by telling her she'd better be quiet or I'll get into trouble and start shushing her. As we pass by doors I make up a story and tell her one of my neighbors is a cat lady.
We get into my apartment and I immediately pour her a cup of tequila and say it's from Mexico, asking her for her opinion. She takes a sip and says it's good. We make out. I slowly walk her backwards into the bedroom.
We reach the bed. I take her glass from her, put it down, pick her up, and throw her on the bed. I kiss her as I'm touching her body all over and go down her panties. She pulls my hand away. I continue making out, touching her tits and ass. I peel off her top layers, then take off my own. I take off her shoes and my own. I unbuckle her belt and jeans and take them off as well as my own. No resistance this time. I fuck her.
She has this weird thing where as I'm fucking her, she uses her thighs to keep me away, as though she's not enjoying it. But then she stops and I thrust a few times more and then she repeats it. The same thing happened as I was fingering and eating her out. I wonder if she's got an overly sensitive pussy or something.
I tried to fuck her a second time but I fucking have whisky dick again. I hope Brad's right about fucking more chicks improving my ability to fuck multiple times.
In the middle of the night the Locked Out Lay chick texted me twice, asking what I was up to and later saying she was bored at a club. Sorry, busy fucking a hotter chick!
This morning she wakes up and tells me she blacked out and has no idea how she wound up here. I'm thinking, "Fuck, I guess this will be a one night thing." She says, "I never do this." I reply, "Yeah, I'm normally celibate."
It turns out she left her jacket, along with her keys, at the bar, so she has to stay in bed with me until the bar opens. So I start to get to know her and tell stories about myself. We dose off. I wake up, fuck her again, making sure to eat her out as much as I can. A happy customer is a returning customer!
We finish and go to the bar to pick up her jacket and my card. Surprisingly I didn't get a bill with my card. We go to brunch and talk some more. As we find out more about each other I notice she doesn't have much to say. I figure we're not connecting because either I'm not interesting, which is impossible, or she feels underqualified. I know she's a horror film buff, so I say, "We should hang out and watch some horror flicks sometime." She instantly brightens up. We agree to watch Alice in Wonderland sometime.
She's a pretty cool chick. After brunch I walk her back to her place. We make out some more, but I don't have the energy to fuck her again.
Lessons learned:
- Lead, lead, lead! If I hadn't pulled her into the garden, then to my place, I would have lost the lay.
- Build comfort. I could have just kicked her out in the morning, or been lazy, but I wanted to see her again so I made sure to spend more time connecting with her, especially after she blacked out.
Initially I went to the bar's and just chilled, chatted with some people. I stopped a chick as she was walking by, Rodmaning her and telling her she can't pass without a password. We do a little small talk about how she's got two drinks. She says one is for her boyfriend. We chat a little more but I let her pass.
I saw three girls sitting by themselves at a table. One had dreads. I went up to her, chatted with her about it. Mid-conversation I pulled up a chair and sat down. I chatted with all three girls and I think I won them over in terms of being safe and socialable, but they were oddly quiet. I decided they were either awkward because I was around or just boring, so I went right to another set.
I saw a redheaded girl sitting at the bar, her sweatshirt on the floor. I told her she was a litterbug and that she was in big trouble. She laughed, we chatted a little. Her tattooed friend was next to her so I introduced myself. I wasn't getting anywhere with either so I ejected into another set.
I chatted with a girl for a bit. Nothing memorable. She walked away.
The redhead left so I chatted the tattoo chick some more. I touched her arm, knees, then put my hands on hers. She squeezed my hands. I whispered into her ear, "You need to stop looking at me like that, little girl, you don't know the dirty naughty things I want to do to you." A few minutes later she looked ready to be kissed, so I put my hand behind her head and pulled her in. We made out for a bit. I noticed that there were three guys behind her watching us. As soon as we were done, one of the guys talks to the tattoo chick. I immediately say, "Oh, sorry, didn't realize you guys were friends." He says they just met five minutes ago. Thanks dude! He says they're moving to another bar. I made fake plans with him, asking him specifically where this bar was, and that we'll meet him there. Then I pull the tattoo chick to the garden area, saying I need some fresh air.
I figure the garden area is safe enough for her to follow without worrying about being pulled, so I can buy time until the friends see that she's gone and leave without her. It works. We make out in the garden area for a few minutes before I tell her I need to pick up my cigarettes and pull her back into the bar.
I scope out the bar. Her friends are nowhere to be found. I drag her back to my place. I had an open tab there, but whatever. I can always go back. She raises a few objections as I'm doing so: "Where are we going?" "To get cigarettes." "Where?" "Right around the corner."
We get to my building and I distract her by telling her she'd better be quiet or I'll get into trouble and start shushing her. As we pass by doors I make up a story and tell her one of my neighbors is a cat lady.
We get into my apartment and I immediately pour her a cup of tequila and say it's from Mexico, asking her for her opinion. She takes a sip and says it's good. We make out. I slowly walk her backwards into the bedroom.
We reach the bed. I take her glass from her, put it down, pick her up, and throw her on the bed. I kiss her as I'm touching her body all over and go down her panties. She pulls my hand away. I continue making out, touching her tits and ass. I peel off her top layers, then take off my own. I take off her shoes and my own. I unbuckle her belt and jeans and take them off as well as my own. No resistance this time. I fuck her.
She has this weird thing where as I'm fucking her, she uses her thighs to keep me away, as though she's not enjoying it. But then she stops and I thrust a few times more and then she repeats it. The same thing happened as I was fingering and eating her out. I wonder if she's got an overly sensitive pussy or something.
I tried to fuck her a second time but I fucking have whisky dick again. I hope Brad's right about fucking more chicks improving my ability to fuck multiple times.
In the middle of the night the Locked Out Lay chick texted me twice, asking what I was up to and later saying she was bored at a club. Sorry, busy fucking a hotter chick!
This morning she wakes up and tells me she blacked out and has no idea how she wound up here. I'm thinking, "Fuck, I guess this will be a one night thing." She says, "I never do this." I reply, "Yeah, I'm normally celibate."
It turns out she left her jacket, along with her keys, at the bar, so she has to stay in bed with me until the bar opens. So I start to get to know her and tell stories about myself. We dose off. I wake up, fuck her again, making sure to eat her out as much as I can. A happy customer is a returning customer!
We finish and go to the bar to pick up her jacket and my card. Surprisingly I didn't get a bill with my card. We go to brunch and talk some more. As we find out more about each other I notice she doesn't have much to say. I figure we're not connecting because either I'm not interesting, which is impossible, or she feels underqualified. I know she's a horror film buff, so I say, "We should hang out and watch some horror flicks sometime." She instantly brightens up. We agree to watch Alice in Wonderland sometime.
She's a pretty cool chick. After brunch I walk her back to her place. We make out some more, but I don't have the energy to fuck her again.
Lessons learned:
- Lead, lead, lead! If I hadn't pulled her into the garden, then to my place, I would have lost the lay.
- Build comfort. I could have just kicked her out in the morning, or been lazy, but I wanted to see her again so I made sure to spend more time connecting with her, especially after she blacked out.
2010-03-25
Correcting Mom
I've noticed that I correct my mom on the fly now. Today I had a conversation with her and she asked if I still had my dreads. She said I looked crazy, and I immediately said no, I look stylish, which she might not have agreed with, but she didn't say anything after, so I controlled the frame.
I told her the story of how I got laid last night after being locked out, and she said that the girl was easy. I told her, no, I'm just that good. She accepted that frame as well.
It feels good to no longer be the victim of frame control.
I told her the story of how I got laid last night after being locked out, and she said that the girl was easy. I told her, no, I'm just that good. She accepted that frame as well.
It feels good to no longer be the victim of frame control.
Locked Out Lay
Last night I just got back from LA after spring break in Cancun. I didn't have the dongle to my front door so I was waiting around, hoping someone would pass through. No one did.
I contemplated dragging my stuff to the bar, picking up a chick, and going home with her. I called the smelly pirate hooker from last week, but she didn't pick up. It was 1:30 am.
A girl passes by, and I ask her if she lived here. She said no. I told her my situation. She asks if there's anything she can do to help. I considered asking to stay at her place, but decided that would be too direct and too fast. Clearly she was interested, though. I thought a little, then she asked for a cigarette. I sat her down and we smoked and I talked about my trip to Cancun, scoped out her logistics, touched her shoulder, and ran my fingers through her hair a little. She looked ready to be kissed, so I gently pulled her in, said she was cute, and made out with her.
I needed to get back to her place, so I said I needed to use the bathroom. She offered her place, which was five blocks away. We walked, chatted, and kissed some more. She says her place has a great view, so I say I have to check it out.
We arrive at her place. We pee, I turn off the lights, make out, shove her on the bed, and it's game over.
She's not that hot, but she's really horny. Kinda chubby but she has huge tits. I fucked her once, got her to blow me minimally, then fucked her again. We slept and in the morning I got her to blow me minimally again before fucking her again. She says she gets nothing from blowjobs so she doesn't put much effort into it. Ugh. I thought fat chicks were supposed to love stuffing their mouths. I fuck her again.
She gave me no feedback about the pickup. She was too drunk to remember her first impression of me and couldn't tell me when she first knew she'd be sleeping with me.
She seems really into me, asking me several times to call her and to meet up. I've seen these signs before, but maybe this time I'll actually meet up with a chick post-lay.
With this chick I gave minimal kino, only when she deserved it by sharing some info. I talked slightly less than her, letting her win me over.
Initial approach was sometime after 1:30 am, post-fuck pic taken at 3:30 am.
I contemplated dragging my stuff to the bar, picking up a chick, and going home with her. I called the smelly pirate hooker from last week, but she didn't pick up. It was 1:30 am.
A girl passes by, and I ask her if she lived here. She said no. I told her my situation. She asks if there's anything she can do to help. I considered asking to stay at her place, but decided that would be too direct and too fast. Clearly she was interested, though. I thought a little, then she asked for a cigarette. I sat her down and we smoked and I talked about my trip to Cancun, scoped out her logistics, touched her shoulder, and ran my fingers through her hair a little. She looked ready to be kissed, so I gently pulled her in, said she was cute, and made out with her.
I needed to get back to her place, so I said I needed to use the bathroom. She offered her place, which was five blocks away. We walked, chatted, and kissed some more. She says her place has a great view, so I say I have to check it out.
We arrive at her place. We pee, I turn off the lights, make out, shove her on the bed, and it's game over.
She's not that hot, but she's really horny. Kinda chubby but she has huge tits. I fucked her once, got her to blow me minimally, then fucked her again. We slept and in the morning I got her to blow me minimally again before fucking her again. She says she gets nothing from blowjobs so she doesn't put much effort into it. Ugh. I thought fat chicks were supposed to love stuffing their mouths. I fuck her again.
She gave me no feedback about the pickup. She was too drunk to remember her first impression of me and couldn't tell me when she first knew she'd be sleeping with me.
She seems really into me, asking me several times to call her and to meet up. I've seen these signs before, but maybe this time I'll actually meet up with a chick post-lay.
With this chick I gave minimal kino, only when she deserved it by sharing some info. I talked slightly less than her, letting her win me over.
Initial approach was sometime after 1:30 am, post-fuck pic taken at 3:30 am.
2010-03-11
LR: 1-for-1 going solo
I was having a drinks with friends a few nights ago. When everyone went home I hit up a bar around the corner from my house. There were only big groups, and one table with two girls. I got a drink and sat by myself at a table, just chilling. A girl comes from the back by herself to the bar and stands behind two guys. The two guys see her and let her go to the bar, because that's what nice guys do. She orders two drinks, a beer and a shot, then sits by herself at a booth.
I assume that, since she came from the back and ordered two drinks, she must be with someone, so I wait for validation. The other person never arrives and I figure it couldn't hurt to open.
I'm dressed like I normally do out in Hollywood and it's slim pickings, so I approach low impact. I sit across from her, and just introduce myself. She instantly lights up. She just came from a "super gay bar" with her lesbian friend. I ask if she's super gay. She says she's straight. I say I can't hear her and move to sit next to her.
She's a photographer and we relate on that. I tell her I just moved here, we talk about our cultures, kino escalate. She says I'm cute twice. I've been building comfort and using attraction material but didn't talk much about sexuality, so I ask what the craziest thing she's done recently was. She was initially hesitant to tell me, but I put my ear to her mouth and she tells me she fucked a girl in the ass. I share my burger lay story.
We bum cigarettes and smoke. Afterward we're in a better position to kiss so I grab the back of her head and kiss her. She responds that I'm really forward. We go back in and split a pitcher. I start going up her leg and back/neck/butt while whispering that she doesn't know the things I want to do to her.
We finish our beers. I suggest we take a walk. She says she needs to pee so I take her to my place, one block away. I love where I live!
I pee, she pees. While she's in the bathroom I turn on some music, pour some Delirium Noel for us, and give it to her when she gets out. At the bar I had seeded the idea of seeing this giant canvas I bought from Ikea, so I started talking about it. Then I walked up to her, started kissing her, undressed her, threw her on the floor, fingered her until I was sure she came, then fucked her.
We slept in Nomad's bed. In the middle of the night we found each other both up, so I started kino escalating her, fingering her, and fucking her. After she comes her pussy gets really dry so I had to get lube. The walk to get the lube made me lose my boner, though, so I just blamed it on the alcohol. She said, "No pressure." Next time I'm going to have the lube ready.
This morning as she was trying to get up for work I started kino escalating her again, with no intention of fucking her, just to get her all worked up during work.
Lessons:
- Don't assume anything! A girl alone with two drinks desperately needs dick.
- Every time I go out, something good happens.
I assume that, since she came from the back and ordered two drinks, she must be with someone, so I wait for validation. The other person never arrives and I figure it couldn't hurt to open.
I'm dressed like I normally do out in Hollywood and it's slim pickings, so I approach low impact. I sit across from her, and just introduce myself. She instantly lights up. She just came from a "super gay bar" with her lesbian friend. I ask if she's super gay. She says she's straight. I say I can't hear her and move to sit next to her.
She's a photographer and we relate on that. I tell her I just moved here, we talk about our cultures, kino escalate. She says I'm cute twice. I've been building comfort and using attraction material but didn't talk much about sexuality, so I ask what the craziest thing she's done recently was. She was initially hesitant to tell me, but I put my ear to her mouth and she tells me she fucked a girl in the ass. I share my burger lay story.
We bum cigarettes and smoke. Afterward we're in a better position to kiss so I grab the back of her head and kiss her. She responds that I'm really forward. We go back in and split a pitcher. I start going up her leg and back/neck/butt while whispering that she doesn't know the things I want to do to her.
We finish our beers. I suggest we take a walk. She says she needs to pee so I take her to my place, one block away. I love where I live!
I pee, she pees. While she's in the bathroom I turn on some music, pour some Delirium Noel for us, and give it to her when she gets out. At the bar I had seeded the idea of seeing this giant canvas I bought from Ikea, so I started talking about it. Then I walked up to her, started kissing her, undressed her, threw her on the floor, fingered her until I was sure she came, then fucked her.
We slept in Nomad's bed. In the middle of the night we found each other both up, so I started kino escalating her, fingering her, and fucking her. After she comes her pussy gets really dry so I had to get lube. The walk to get the lube made me lose my boner, though, so I just blamed it on the alcohol. She said, "No pressure." Next time I'm going to have the lube ready.
This morning as she was trying to get up for work I started kino escalating her again, with no intention of fucking her, just to get her all worked up during work.
Lessons:
- Don't assume anything! A girl alone with two drinks desperately needs dick.
- Every time I go out, something good happens.
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