The Zero Chronicles - My NextASF Lay Reports

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Hello aspiring and Master Seducers,

I've found my old archive and have decided to share with you - hopefully somebody will get inspired or even learn from this.

My story is divided into four chapters. I will post the first chapter - one lay report per post - now and will append the next ones in chronological order over the coming months.

Before I started posting, I lurked for a long time and tried out things on my own without posting about it. When I started posting I posted my best two lays and from then on posted almost every single lay over a period of two or three years.

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Chapter 1 - Origins
In this chapter, we get to meet our hero. While he has some successes under his belt, he is still struggling with some inner game issues and working on refining his game.

Chapter 2 - Fish in the Sea (Becoming)
In this chapter, we will get to see our hero move to a big city and evolve into a seduction machine.

Chapter 3 - International Man of Mystery (Working Title)
In this chapter, our hero moves across to another continent and just enjoys living the good life, racking up lays.

Chapter 4 - Backpacking Adventures
In this chapter, our hero embarks on a multi-continent backpacking trip and engages in some outrageous bacchanal activities.

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So there it is! I'll be adding the rest over the coming months. SedFast/NextASF has made me into the seducer and man that I am. I wouldn't be married to the woman I am today if it wasn't for this community, so I hope I'm giving something small back by re-posting this.

Best,
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LR: How I chased a 10 to another country and succeeded

So this happened last summer. I was working full-time as an intern and realized I had a week of vacation that I hadn't yet taken. I had decided on a crazy short trip through Europe, first visiting my girl in [big european metropole], then travelling alone to Edinburgh, Glasgow and London and spending a weekend in Spain visiting an old study friend.

I have just arrived in London in a youth hostel and put my baggage in the room when I see a flyer for a pub crawl that is taking place at 730. It's 700 and I immediately decide this is a good idea, since pub crawls are great for meeting people if you're alone. So I take the tube to a bar close to Leicester square and arrive just in time.

I'm having a great time socializing with all the people on the crawl and flirt with basically all the girls. Toward the end, I'm dancing and flirting hard, alternating between a south american and a spanish girl and I think things are going great. However, in the last club my jacket is stolen and I realize I lost the whole group for some reason. I decide not to give a fuck and enjoy myself dancing in the middle of people. A cute girl looking very young is dancing next to me so I start dancing with her. Within a few minutes I have found out she is 21 and American, so we're kissing passionately. It is fun for a while, but doing this in the middle of the dancefloor with literally all her friends standing around us destroys my chances. ASD: She starts pulling back. I exit. I always do this. It's stupid.

Just as I'm walking away from her to the bar, a girl grabs me. She's no looker, but she says "my friend wants to talk to you" and points me to a breath-taking beauty sitting at the bar. I'm stunned. She's my type of girl - dark hair, dark eyes, and a mysterious aura of tenderness and femininity around her that immediately captures me. She is literally one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. I don't understand why I haven't noticed her yet. I walk up to her and introduce myself. She smiles but looks strangely terrified otherwise and tells me to leave. I'm guessing (and she later confirms) that she told her friend that she fancied me but is completely surprised by her friend taking action. I simply say "Okay. Nice talking to you.", smile and exit.

I spend a little more time enjoying myself around the club but the night is slowly winding down. I'm cursing myself for walking away from an angel. Should I find her again? What do I say? How do you talk to such a girl?

I'm sitting at a small table close to the exit texting a friend when I see her sitting across the room. Some chode is standing in front of her talking to her. She's obviously not paying a lot of attention - her eyes wander and meet mine. She gives me the warmest of smiles. I smile back, break eye contact and focus on my phone again.

When I see her friends arrive and see they're leaving, I get up and make sure I miraculously happen to be next to them at the exit. I ask them how their night was and fluff a little. I find out they're visiting from a Northern European country and they all sleep at a friend's. Talk about shitty logistics - I'm sleeping in a 6-bed room. I see my chances fading away. I tell her I was happy to meet her. For some reason I also tell her she's beautiful, but that's not enough and that I'm wondering if she's got the character to match it. She agrees that beauty is not enough and qualifies. Then, her friend makes the move for me: she tells me to take down the name of my insta-crush and add her on facebook. I take it down and walk away.

Just as I'm walking away, I hear noises of a fight behind me. I turn around and see her friend screaming at some dude. She's clearly drunk and he's clearly aggressive and is threatening to hit her. I walk up to them, separate them and face the guy. He could have taken me out easily - I have no experience in fights and he looks and talks like he has seen more than his share of bar fights. But I calm him down by remaining cool, not averting my gaze and maintaining a calm voice. Next, I focus on the girls. The friend is clearly going nuts and my beautiful stranger can't calm her down. Friend even hits her. I grab the friend, pull her away from everybody, calm her down and at the same time wave over a cab. The girls get in the cab and the situation is solved. I take a riksha cab back to my hostel - it's freezing cold and I'm just wearing a shirt since my jacket got stolen. I smoke a joint with the driver and reminisce at the strange night I've just experienced. Could I have done something differently? Did I just miss out on a huge opportunity because I was too shy to plough through her resistance? Curse me!

The next morning, I add her on facebook before I go buy a new leather jacket and meet a friend. I continue my journey to Spain, where I have some equally crazy nights that don't belong here. I get back home and back to work.

Her facebook pictures are stunning. We exchange a few messages. She apologizes for the drama (good girl!) and says thanks for saving them. We fluff. A few days later, I see her online. I start chatting her up. She's a bit tipsy and says she's been thinking of me. We have a long conversation and I throw her some honest compliments, which she returns. She jokes that I should come to her city. I tell her I would absolutely do that - to see her and to visit the city. I tell her I'll book a flight the next day if she's serious. She's a bit shocked, but reaffirms the invitation.

The next day, I book the flight. A few weeks pass and we talk from time to time online. I find out she's muslim, originally from the middle east and her father is a vice general in her home country and was a freedom fighter for decades. This is getting more interesting with every day. I'm wondering if I'm getting myself into trouble. If I sleep with her and her dad finds out, am I a dead man?

Then the day arrives. I take the plane straight from work and arrive at her city late in the evening. She's waiting for me at the airport. She really is a beauty. I kiss her on the cheek to say hi and we take the bus to the city. We get some food and then go back to her place. During all this time, I'm talking and joking quite a lot and I start touching her lightly from the beginning - just the occasional brush or quickly grabbing her arm to emphasize a point. Later, she tells me guys usually don't dare do this. I touch people all the time so it's natural to me.

We get back to her place. I say hi to her roommate and we go to her room. She prepared a little matress for me to sleep on. I laugh inside my head. Everytime I've (mock-)prepared a bed or a couch for a girl at my place I've slept with her that same night. Good omen. However, I'm unsure how to proceed. This girl has a middle-eastern, muslim background. If I escalate too quickly, am I going to freak her out? I have no experience with this kind of girl and I decide to wait and maybe let the first night go by with just a little cuddling. I have two more nights so I'm not in a hurry.

We get down on the bed and start watching some TV. We're lying close to each other, our bodies touch. I put my arm around her. At one point, she just looks at me for a long time. I say nothing and smile. A bit later, I do the same to her. Suddenly, she kisses me. And now things are going very quickly: Within a few minutes, we're both naked and panting. Her body is perfect. I curse myself for not having my condoms ready, but she tells me "it's safe". I'm in a foreign country, naked in bed with one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, and my brain just stops working. I put it in without a condom. It just feels too good.

I cum within two minutes.

FUCK!

Way to ruin it! I think to myself, but I roll off, apologize and tell her she's just too sexy. Within a short time, we're at it again, and this time I'm fine. She's absolutely crazy in the sack and she's LOVING my cock. I'm amazed how this perfect lady in the street just turned into a freak in the bedroom. She is really sexual and absolutely sensual. I pull her hair, grab her throat, push her down and dominate her. We spend the whole night having sex four or five times.

The rest of the weekend is more of the same. I can't get enough of her and she can't get enough of me. We get out of her flat for a few hours to see the city, but we spend most of the time in her bedroom. I find out she's genuinely cool and much more laid back than I expected of a beautiful girl like her. There is a little drama by the third evening and I tell her I don't deal in that and freeze her out for a bit, but otherwise it is great.

On monday morning, I get up at four to get a cab to the airport. I'm dressed in my suit and go to work straight from the airport. The first time I went to work by plane! My boss and coworkers make fun of the two huge hickeys on my neck, but I don't care. I've just proven myself that I can lay a girl at the top end of my scale. Limiting beliefs are shattered and I've also realized that girls that look like super model aren't necessarily that different from other girls. I'm also a bit worried that I'll soon be killed by moustache-wearing thugs with kalashnikovs, but I push away that thought.

Life is good.

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What I've learned from this:

- no girl is "out of my league"

- all girls love sex

- always escalate

- always persist

- be a man. don't start fights but don't be afraid to protect a girl.

- girls open me because of my look and vibes. I've been doing something right on posture and style. But I'm also lucky I'm born with a good face.

- giving compliments is okay - I used to not do this at all but came off as too aloof. Compliments from a place of strength are sexy.

- don't worry about coming too early. The night is long and I know I can give her good sex, so it's no big deal.

- writing this down, I just realized that I used a mystery-style neg ("beauty is not enough"). I never thought his theory would fit me, but apparently my brain picked out something, distilled it and incorporated it. So even if a whole concept can be incongruent with my personality, some parts or even lines may not. Interesting thought.

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

LR: Drinking with Savages turns into sex in the streets

Soo, here's another one of those older stories I'm writing up so you guys have a feel of who I am and how I operate. I'll maybe add one more old story and then I'll only post new stories - if they're interesting enough.

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This one happened on new year's eve 11/12. I went to Vienna with two friends to visit some crazy acquaintances from way back and to get seriously fucked up.

For some reason, we go by train and it takes a whole night. We arrive at the train station early in the morning and one of my friends empties his stomach on the rails. Way to start the day! We find the appartment where we'll be staying. We meet the guys - a bunch of bearded, long-haired metal heads who look like they're on social security. One of them actually is. Yeah, I (used to) hang out with strange people. It's 9am, our arrival has woken them up. We start drinking.

By 3pm, I've downed an entire bottle of whiskey, and I notice I'm in god mode today. Sweet. I continue at that pace and dismiss the idea of ever getting laid tonight. When evening comes, we head to the city. The streets are full with people and some shitheads actually shoot fireworks at the crowd. What the hell. We make sure to get off the street quickly and land in a rock bar with good music. Yay.

Now at the bar, our group pretty much behaves like savages. We cheer to New Year's Eve too early (oops), dance the NYE Waltzer guy-on-guy, and did I mention they all look like savages? Anyway, I'm really not in meeting-girls-mode, but I'm having fun. People pay me drinks all the time, for some reason.

There's a large mixed group at the table next to us, and at some point they start to chat to me and my friend - we're the only normal-looking people at our table, so that makes sense. Within a few minutes, we find out that they're from the same country. I've also noticed the girl who is obviously into me. The eye-contact and her talking a bit too loudly in my presence give her away. She's not great-looking, but I'm not sober either. I give her a 7 and a bonus for her naughty smirk.

After befriending the whole group and joking around for maybe fifteen minutes, I take her to the dance floor. Standard procedure. We dance, it gets sensual, I kiss her. She surprises me: "We have to stop. Or go outside."

Without a word, I grab her hand and lead her out of the bar. There are still quite a lot of people in the streets. Wallslam. Make-out. Rub her pussy through her pants. "Let's find a back-alley". I look for a place, but there is no deserted street. I find an area where there are a little less people, make out again to maintain her state, and see the spot:

An expensive-looking furniture store on a corner. The entrance is closed with an iron curtain that comes down from the top, but there are some 50cm at the bottom where we can slip through. There's maybe one meter of space between the curtain and the door. That is enough space and people can see our legs from outside. Perfect!

We make out, I make her hot and ready to go. She pulls out my cock and starts jerking it. I put on a condom, bend her over and take her doggy style. People are walking by literally centimeters away from us, separated only by the iron curtain, and I'm pretty sure some see our feet and joke about it. It turns me on a lot! She cums, but I can't - too much to drink. She gets off my cock and turns around to give me a blowjob. With a lot of concentration, I manage to cum. She doesn't swallow, but who cares. Happy New Year!

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lessons:

- It doesn't matter who I'm with. Don't worry too much about other people reflecting on me.

- I don't need to be 'in state' or in the right mood to pull a girl. I can always pull girls. Reinforce that belief!

- make sure to isolate.

- always escalate

- lead!

- when a girl is horny enough, seal the deal right away. Makes for the best memories!

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

FU: This should have been my first hired gun!

(Narrator’s Voice: She would be his first hired gun)

I guess my ego needed that.

Jump back in time one week, I just come back from my FB's place and am on the way to see my buddy to grab a beer. On the way I walk by my favourite bar and the barkeeper is standing outside. She's a tiny, very very jumpy girl with a south-american look, dark hair and eyes. She's been flirting with me everytime I've been at the bar for the past year or so. She runs the place and it's clear that she flirts with all the guys. It's good for business. Still, I've always had the feeling that it was a bit more serious with me.

So I'm walking by and she waves me over. I immediately sense something is different today. She asks for a kiss on her mouth and is even flirtier than normal. I chat with the two dudes for a bit and exit to get to my buddy's.

On the way home, I decide to stop by the bar quickly. I get a beer, smoke a fag and within a few minutes, she's on me like a fly on shit. She asks me if I can help her get some wine. We go to a deserted gay bar next door and she asks the barkeeper for one bottle of wine - like she couldn't have carried that herself. As he turns around to get the bottle, I kiss her.

Back at the bar, she says things like "Ohmygod I never make out with customers!". We make out a few more times outside and out of view of the other guests and closing time arrives. The bar is empty and I'm a bit tipsy by now. My perverted mind remembers that my dick is still wet from my fuckbuddy and comes up with the grand idea of banging her behind the counter in the closed bar.

Not happening. She stops me and says "I can't, not now". So I take her number, give her a call so she has mine and go home. Before I arrive at home, she calls me... and says she didn't believe I gave her the right number. Yeah, she's not the smartest kid around town. I invite her to my place, but she declines.

So I arrange to meet her two days later for drinks after closing time. When I get there half an hour before closing, the place is packed with her friends who want to examine "her date". Red flag. Still, it's Friday and these girls hang out there a lot on the weekend so I don't wanna blame her just yet. I befriend the group. I find out one of the girls is actually a tranny. Some of the girls ask me about my intentions in private and the old "you seem like a player" comes up. "Funny, I get that a lot".

We get a few drinks at the gaybar and I find out - from fucking everybody - that my girl just got out of a relationship and her ex banged one of her coworkers who she then fired. They keep talking about it. It's annoying but I don' t let it faze me. I make out with her in conversation breaks.

We head to a club, I make out more with her, and things seem better (apart from the fact that she bites my lips fucking hard... not sexy, but painful! Red fucking flag!). I'm having fun and befriend the tranny who seems the most fun of them. It's hilarious to watch guys hit on her the whole night! However, the whole discussion about my intentions keeps coming up and at one point I tell my girl "look - I'm moving out of the country in a few months. I don't want to have anything serious". She says we can have fun - but I can't fuck other girls.

At this point I've had enough and I decide to experiment. I tell her I want to be honest with her and that there are other girls. Reaction: "What? ...hmm .. ok... but then you can't be jealous if I have other guys!". I say that's the idea. Seconds later, she's grinding some other dude. I'm unfazed again, drink and chat with the tranny. She comes back and kisses me passionately (ouch). She also tells me she's not easy to get in bed.

Now I probably should have tried to pull by then. But the girls talk about going back to her place. And part of me prefers that solution because I'm not sure how crazy this chick really is and whether it's a good thing if she knows where I live. So we head to another bar and here's where I completely lost control of the situation. I lose her out of sight and I'm chatting with some guests when tranny tells me my girl's ex is at the bar. I hadn't noticed the guy, but he looks pretty alpha. They disappear - to talk or make out, no clue. It's 6 am and I realize I've stopped giving a shit, so I decide to go home. She runs out to say bye and kisses me again. "Call me!"

So I text her (probably should have actually called, but I never do that) and set up a meet for after closing time tonight. After work, I get stood up for a date by an ex-oneitis. Good start. I get home, work out, and get this text:

"sorry babe, gotta cancel tonight. My sister is at home and sick, gotta take care of her!"

Translation: I'm feeling awkward about meeting you so I made up an excuse

"Hm okay. Some other time!"

Translation: Hard next.

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Lessons:

- There were way too many red flags, but I still would have wanted the lay for the bloody sake of it. Still, it hurt my willingness to push through.

- I should have but wasn't really able to guide the whole group's discussion away from the "ex" and "intentions" topics. Wasn't really in the right state, and the combination of girlfriends, tranny and gay bar owner was a bit too much to handle.

- Telling a girl there are others before sex is probably just a bad move? She's not yet hooked at that point...

- I think I sometimes amp up girls too much too early by making out too much, pushing their ASD?

- it's the fuckups like this that teach you most... two steps forward, one step back!

Remarks, Ideas, Analysis, Criticism?

...that's it, I'm going to bed and rub one out. Need sleep and will bang two girls tomorrow... or just get stood up twice again.

Editor’s Note: I ended up banging this chick for a few months, but I lost the LR if I ever wrote it down.

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

Pitched an MMF threesome and failed... so I took her home alone =) Thanks TVA!

My exams are over and I have time to go after the potential lays that have been lining up in the exam prep period. So far, I've managed to bed the barkeeper from my fuck-up report, and this girl. Cute little thing with dark hair and blue eyes and a short, slim body. Sort of the girl-next-door type, no supermodel but definitely cute. I've met her at work, and this started out as sort of a professional / networking relationship. She did an internship at the same time as me, and is going to the same uni as I am now. We'd go for work lunches a few times and talk about work, career, university etc... there is some attraction, but I have no clue how to transfer from a professional frame to seduction.

Just before the exams, she asks me if I'm free for lunch (we still both work part-time, but she's not at the same company anymore) one of these days. I'm not, but I tell her we can meet up for a beer instead. It's a date, but I'm still clueless because my mind is sort of caught in that professional frame.

We meet up, go to my usual day2 place, and chat for a few hours. It's a great conversation, but it is pretty uneventful except for three things:

1) we set up this cute little getaway fantasy that we'll set up a hotel with a bar on a beach in a few years once we're rich and tired of our career.

2) she tells me she wants to come to my place after the exams to smoke a waterpipe on my rooftop terrace - now this is an unmistakable verbal cue that it is on, but still I feel like escalating to a kiss is somehow inappropriate. All I do is put my arm around her a few times and poke/shake her playfully when I'm teasing her.

3) I try to bounce (to go to a better place to make out), but she declines and prefers to have another drink there and then go home because of exams. She's obviously more self-disciplined than I am.

Anyway, I wouldn't have known where to go since I'm sleeping with the barmaid of my regular bounce spot now. ^^

So we split ways and I wonder if I'll make this happen at all. I usually divide my work and social life quite strictly, and my behavior is different in the two environments. This sort of creates a mental blocks for my seductive social persona to come out when I'm around people I know from work.

Anyways, just after the exams she throws a party because she's leaving the country for an exchange semester soon. The party is on the night before my birthday, so I figure I could offer myself some birthday pussy. However, I'm quite tired from the last few nights' excesses, and at the start of the night I'm just making a little conversation here and there and don't really warm up to the other guests, which I don't know. This looks like a bad omen, but I meet a funny englishman and have a good time drinking and joking around with him. Little do I know that he'll be my competition this night: at one point he talks about his fantasy of owning a mansion in France. My girl happens to stand in the group at that point, and we recall our little hotel fantasy. Within a minute of playful banter, the englishman and I are somehow set up as her two future husbands and the fantasy has evolved into the three of us running a mansion hotel in a three-way marriage somewhere on a beach. It starts as a funny joke, but suddenly, she is flirting with both of us. The game is on - let the fun begin! He's taller than me and has an english accent - two points for him. I'm bucketsful of sexy awesomeness - ten points for me. The smart money is on yours truly.

The party leaves the flat and we're headed to a club. Now, she is really playing the game... she's walking arm in arm with him, then with me. She lurrrves the attention. Of course, I give her little of it, make her work for it. Then, when he's out of sight for a minute and we're walking arm in arm, she looks at me smiling and I kiss her. Egomaniac me thinks I've already won. I really underestimate this girl... We arrive at the club, and I dance with her for a minute. Englishman turns up, and I leave them alone quickly to grab a beer.

Yeah. Big mistake. I turn around from the bar and ... they are making out! I walk past them, stand in the middle of the dance floor and for a second I consider dropping the whole thing. But I walk up to them, they break apart and I say in her ear: "you are really playing this well". Her reaction: she kisses me. In front of him. Englishman's eyes grow huge in disbelief. I pull away from her to have a quick conversation with him.

He goes: "Do you have an interest in this girl?"

I suppose he means a romantic interest.

Me: "Well... I am going to fuck her eventually."

We both agree that we don't really know how to handle this. He walks away. I take her to the bar. By now, she is really embarrassed. She tells me she didn't set up a competition intentionally, she's a bit drunk and she thinks she's gone too far. This is where being non-judgemental about female sexuality comes in handy: I tell her "look, it's okay, it's a problem in our society that men are applauded for that kinda stuff but women are judged. Don't feel bad about it." I kiss her to relieve some of her embarrassment.

Englishman joins us at the bar. Now I really liked the guy and I thought he deserved the lay too, so I say "looks like we're going to have to share!" I launch into a spiel about how it would be an experience for her, how it would not be gay, and explain the concept of an eiffel tower to them. I weave in that I'm all about pleasuring women. She's all ears, and admits she hasn't had sex in a year, which confirms my suspicion that she's a little good girl who got overwhelmed by the sudden wave of male attention. However, englishman is freaked out by the idea and leaves us to find another woman. I think I just confirmed a poor anglo-saxon's stereotypes about those perverted europeans.

He turns up a little later when we're in the smoking area but tells us he can't do this. I tell her we're leaving and we go to her place.

On the way home she tells me the MMF would have been a great experience, but it might have been too much for her. She says she's happy like this, "because you're a cool guy". You don't say! She also tells me she's not just looking forward to having sex, but also to waking up next to someone. Such a sweet girl. She's shy but sensual in bed. I have a lot of trouble cumming, something that has only come up very recently. I guess it's better than the PE problems I used to have in the beginning of my journey, but I feel a little sorry for having to ravage her tight little pussy so hard just to bust that nut. Okay, that was a lie.

In the morning, we wake up and go for another round. She tells me to be gentler because "you're so big". Like my ego needed that stroke... but we have some really sweet soft sex and she shivers like crazy. I even manage to cum after 10-15 minutes. I tell her it's my birthday and I have to leave to meet my family... However, I don't tell her that I have a date in a few hours. Life is good.

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Lessons:

- changing the environment did a huge deal here, because it allowed me to release my seducer persona around a girl I knew from work.

- there is no m/w, just female sexuality. And it's a beautiful thing. Her making out with him in front of me was a bit offensive regardless of m/w, but her genuine embarrassment and sweet behavior made it easier for me to forgive her. It's not like I want her in my rotation anyway.

- open-mindedness and talking about sex with ease is big! Thanks to TVA, the conversation I had with you on this recently really helped and I think played a part in giving me confidence here. Well, that or maybe it was the alcohol. =) In any case, it simultaneously got rid of my competition and spiked up her buying temperature from a place of awkwardness.

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

Backpacking adventures - almost had my pants stolen

So I have been away backpacking through Latin America for a few weeks, hence my absence from these forums. Throughout my trip, I was more focused on the beauty of nature and culture than on getting laid, and it almost felt like I was taking a vacation from girls. But I still have this little gem of a story to tell:

We've arrived in a backpacker party town situated on an island. The hostel is a really cool place with an inclusive vibe, and within an hour we've formed this big social circle that would stick together for the next few days, partying and doing day trips together. I'm really not focused on girls, but I'm in a very social mode, inviting everybody to drink rum with me, joking around with everybody and adding new people to the circle.

On the second day, we're eating out for dinner. This newly-arrived Eastern European girl and I happen to be the only ones to order a big steak, and the following conversation takes place:

Her: "Oh man, I've been craving something like this for weeks!"

Me: "Mhm, I really wanted a piece of meat."

Her: "A piece of meat! Oh yeah, especially in this town!"

I hadn't intended the innuendo, and everybody else seems oblivious to it, but I smile to myself and know I'll offer myself a shag in this town. She's obviously looking to get laid, and she has a nice body and the kind of strong, feisty personality that I am attracted to.

The party is mediocre that night, so I do absolutely nothing to escalate on her. The next day, we do a day trip to a beautiful island, and I still don't escalate in any way. I feel like a predator sneaking up on its prey.

In the evening, there's a big party on another island. We get there by boat, and it is awesome! Hundreds of people, location right on the sea, good music, cheap booze. I get really into it, get tequila shots for everyone and make the group dance. Within a minute, I'm dancing with two girls at the same time, one of my favourite thints to do. Feisty Eastern European girl (FEE) is one of them - Turn girl 1, turn girl 2, turn both of them, dance face-to-face with girl 1 while pulling in girl 2 and moving her hands all over my body, and so on. I am really enjoying myself, and people are watching.

We go outside for a smoke after a while, and FEE girl says something about throwing me into the sea. A little commotion ensues, and I throw her into the water. She gets out and pushes me in, I pull her with me. Now we're both soaking wet and tuned into each other.

I pull her back to the dance floor. The mood is now heavily sexual. Like her-legs-around-me-arching-her-back sexual. People are still watching. I pull her in for the kiss, and after a short make-out session I say "let's get out of here".

Apparently the location doesn't usually let people out on the island, and we have to wait 5-10 minutes until they open the door for us. It's a bit tricky, but I keep my frame, joke and make out with her from time to time while we're waiting for them to open the door. Outside:

Her: "Where are you taking me?"

A little bit of doubt in her voice.

Me: "I don't know... just taking a walk"

I don't know this island at all, but I've spotted an empty boat house and pull her in there. We start getting it on in the middle of this empty wooden hut, and within minutes I'm fingering her and she's pulled out my cock. My pants and underwear are on the floor and I'm ready to roll on the condom when she freezes and says:

"Somebody's there!"

I look around and see a big guy approaching the boat house. There are two more figures behind him. I immediately stand in front of her to cover her, and kiss her quickly to calm her down. For a fraction of a second, my naive mind is forming the reassuring thought that this guy just works here and is getting something he forgot.

That's of course nonsense. Before I've finished the thought, he grabs my pants and runs away, leaving me butt-naked and puzzled for another split-second.

Thankfully, a more useful primal instinct kicks in, and I charge after him in full fight-not-flight mode, my cock flying free between my legs. The adrenaline rush is tremendous, and I catch up with him very quickly. Not wasting a single thought about my nakedness, I jump him rugby-style. Although I miscalculated, I manage to grab his ankles and we both fall flat on our faces.

We're both up very quickly and he manages to get away from me again. We're now running into this village, and it starts dawning on me that they're three fully clothed locals, while I am alone, wearing only a wife-beater and don't know the place at all. But just then I see both his hands - and he isn't holding my pants anymore! I slow down, let them get away and feel the sweet taste of victory in my mouth.

However, on the way back to the boathouse, I can't find my pants anywhere. I start to wonder if he threw them to the sea, and the adrenaline has retreated enough for me to think about the consequences of my nakedness: I'll have to walk through a huge party crowd, take a boat taxi and a walk through the entire town and then knock on the hostel door - wearing only a wife-beater that is barely enough cloth to wrap around my cock!

I'm lucky though. Just as FEE turns up, I find my pants close to the spot where I've tackled big guy. I try to celebrate this by going straight for the lay again, but the second condom is missing from my pants and the three locals return and throw coconuts from a distance, so I decide to move back to the party.

Back inside (after a long wait outside the door), dancing in my wet and sandy pants is not a lot of fun anymore, so I decide to move it back to the hostel. We take the water taxi and find our way home, where we both decide it's time for a shower. She says she's not willing to have sex in the dormitories, but it only takes my asking "should we share a shower?" to bring about a happy ending to a crazy night.

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HBChaser

This wasn't proper slow seduction - I could have pulled very quickly but was too tired to do so on a few occasions. I've been doing all the wrong things during this interaction, and it was great for my own amusement, but I've definitely been messing with her head too much. I feel bad for stringing her along like this.

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I don't want to get into too much detail about the social circle I know this girl from. Suffice to say it's a newly formed social circle and I established my image as the social guy (and as a player...that always happens somehow ) early on. She's an intelligent, well educated, cute blonde with an intense personality, screens as a freak (which I like). Let's call her HBChaser, because she started chasing me from the very beginning. The group'd been going out a few times - she's always flirting with me and mutual kino escalation was very quick.

This was a long interaction, and I'll share just the key scenes to make this shorter:

Night 1: first kiss

We're been out eating and drinking with a group of people and everybody wants to go out clubbing. My flat is across the street from the restaurant, so HBChaser asks me if she can put some of her stuff there before going out. Basically, she's pushing for isolation, because we'd been flirting heavily. I tell her she'll just have to get her stuff early in the morning (my oneitis is coming over for a few nights on the next day, and I don't want the two to run into each other). She agrees, and we split from the group. Up in my appartment, I can tell she wants to make out, but I just tell her where to put her stuff and we leave. Out on the street again, we can't see the group anymore.

Her: "They'll be wondering what we've been up to!"

Me: "Hm... what have we been up to?"

Eye contact, kiss, wall-slam.

We make out in a street corner for a few minutes, then I pull away and start walking down the street. We walk around a corner and realize the whole group is waiting for us right there.

I immediately mingle with the rest of the group, and stop paying attention to her. We move to a home party and then to a club. The whole group is having a blast! Throughout the night, I flirt with HBChaser occasionally, dance with her from time to time, but don't really give her any special treatment compared to the other girls.Two guys in the group obviously have an eye on her. They hit on her, kino her, dance with her. She's receptive to the flirting and reciprocates. I think they both stand no chance against me, so I do absolutely nothing about the situation - I just vibe with the group, flirt with the other girls, and genuinely don't give a shit. I can tell this bugs her.

Come the end of the night, HBChaser walks home with me to get her stuff. Up in my appartment, I pull her in and make out heavily with her. I tell her she can stay but we're not going to do anything - this is not even a technique, I'm just shit tired because I worked through the entire night the day before. However, she says "Not tonite" and leaves. I think one of the orbiters is actually waiting outside to walk her home. I'm not too worried about this because I know she's shit tired as well, and if she goes for the chump instead of the prize, it's her fault anyway.

Night 2: discretion glitch

A few nights later, I'm supposed to go out for dinner with the whole group again. However, my oneitis (who I need to create a relationship board post for!) is still at my place. We're lovey-doveying around and It's clear that I'm going to be late. I text my buddy to tell him I'm being held back. At some point, we realize HBOneitis has missed her last train, so she has to stay for another night and I think I won't go out with the group at all. A bit later though, my buddy is ringing the doorbell, and HBOneitis tells me I should go have fun with my friends, so I leave and she stays at my place. I'm slightly uncomfortable with this because I'd actually planned to take home HBChaser on that night, and don't know how to escalate the situation when I have a girl sleeping in my pad. The situations I get myself into!

As soon as I meet the group, I can feel something's wrong. I get a very cold vibe from HBChaser, who I greet casually. I talk to one of the other girls and find out my buddy has communicated the reason for my absence from dinner in a very clumsy way, and everybody knows I was being held back by a girl. I don't blame him, the guy's got no clue. It also solves the problem of what to tell HBChaser if she wanted to come home with me again.

We go out clubbing, and HBChaser is quite cold for the rest of the night. I make some casual conversation with her at one point, but otherwise focus on my close friends who also turn up at the party. She leaves early and so do I, and I cuddle up to my already sleeping Oneitis. Life is strange.

Night 3: sexless sleepover

Two nights later, I'm out at a bar with some of the people from that group, when HBChaser turns up again. She still gives me quite the cold shoulder. I just ignore this, vibe with everybody and have fun. I make some casual conversation with her after some time, and she cracks open. She leans into me and puts her head on my shoulder. She tells me some horrible news about her family, and I put my arm around her. We're friends again.

We all move to a club, where I continue to have fun with everyone. I just love going out with a big group. HBChaser is hovering around me, we dance from time to time, but I'm not giving her special attention.

After some time, she comes up to me, snags my drink and takes a sip from it. I bust her balls for this. I wish I remember my line, because she pulls me away from the dancefloor and kisses me intensely. Then she gives me a smart answer, which I also don't remember.

We go outside for a smoke, and she accuses me of being a player. She's done this before, and I've usually replied with something along the lines of "you just think what you want to think girl" and a big charming smile. However, this time I decide for the honesty track given the last night. I tell her I may not be exactly monogamous, but I respect every girl I am with. She eats it up and asks me if she can sleep at my place. "I don't want to do anything, but I really don't want to be alone tonight". I actually believe the second part because of the family news.

I take her home, and of course we make out in bed. Things get heated very quickly, and I make her cum with my fingers. When I get her going again, she says we should probably sleep. She's right about this because I have to get up for work in a few hours. I tell her it's okay, I promised this to her, and roll off. However, I have a huge hard-on, so I make her give me a handjob before we fall asleep. During the night, I wake up because she's grinding her body on me. I finger her again and go back to sleep.

Night 4: the close

We see each other a few times during the next week. One evening, I watch one of the orbiters crash&burn by offering to walk her home although she knows he lives in a completely opposite direction. Then, I walk her home and make out with her in front of her house, but one of her flatmates turns up and I let her go up alone.

Another night, we're out in a big group again. However, we bounce from venue to venue and every place is shittier than the former. When we finally get to a good club with a huge queue, I'm in a misanthropic mood. HBChaser and me debate going home instead of queueing up. She gives me this long look.

Me: "What?"

Her: "You know."

Me: "What?"

Her: "Go in and have fun. And stop playing games!"

Me: quizzed look

Yeah, she was telling me there and then that she wanted to go home and fuck already, but I decided to go in and check out if there was some fun to be had. What can I say, I've been a prick with this girl.

I get in but the rest of the group takes much longer, so suddenly it's only me and this sexy eastern european redhead. Thank god, because she turns my mood around: She immediately starts hitting on me on the dance floor, and although I'm reluctant, it doesn't take long for us to be dancing very closely. I'm smelling her neck, moving her hands around my body... and in the back of my head I'm thinking "not good!". My night just got even more complicated. There are a few moments when I could kiss HBRedhead right on the dancefloor, but I don't do it. I do build the tension by creating this nice forehead-to-forehead-nose-to-nose moment...

...and just then, I see HBChaser and a few more people approaching the dance floor... I break away from HBRedhead and we join the group. I get some coldness from HBChaser, but it's less severe than last time. At one point, HBRedhead manages to isolate me from the group again. She has a very sexy playful vibe, and I'm slightly entranced by her. I don't escalate however, because I don't want to mess up the situation with HBChaser more. I somehow end up talking to HBChaser again. I'm quite drunk by now, and fill her ears with a lot of stupid gibberish, then I break away from her.

Suddenly, I'm all alone and can't find anyone in the group anymore. I wander around the club for a few minutes. I suspect HBRedhead's gone home with another dude who she was dancing with after she'd realized I wasn't going to make any moves. That's okay, because I've decided to go for HBChaser tonight and do HBRedhead some other time, but losing HBChaser wasn't part of the plan. I'm annoyed and go get my jacket to leave the club. Outside, I call my buddy and hear he's still in the club, so I move back in. I can't find him, but I see HBChaser dancing with one of the orbiters. I walk up to them and ask them if they've seen my buddy, and they ask me if I'm leaving. I say yes and walk away. I go outside, sit down on the stairs in front of the club with a drink that I've smuggled out and smoke a cigarette. I'm a mess.

After five minutes, I feel a hand on my shoulder.

HBChaser: "Are you okay?"

Me: "Yeah. Let's go."

We walk to my place, which is not in her direction. I kiss her in the entrance and ask her to come up for a drink. Upstairs, I play with her patience one last time by giving her a shitty drunk guitar concert. Then I finally take her to bed and give her what she's been chasing for so long.

Her: "You've got quite the stamina."

Me: "I'm drunk. I usually last two minutes."

I think she thought I was serious. I couldn't even stop messing with her while we were having sex.

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Lessons:

- being social and having a player vibe basically did the deal for this one. She did all the work for me.

- it's amazing how you can make attraction spike if you genuinely don't give a shit. There were sooo many small interactions where I was just amusing myself and she just couldn't help herself - like one night she was a bit tired, I told her to smile more, and she fought against it but couldn't help breaking into a big smile. I told her she hates how I can make her smile, and she sheepishly agreed and called me an asshole.

I love my life. Although my head hurts now.

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

LR: Worked through 4 hrs of LMR just to be the 2-pump-chump

Don't worry, I gave her a proper pounding after the first quick load.

But let's start from the beginning.

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February

Early this year, my best friend HBBF comes to visit me in my town and tells me she'll bring a girl along for me. This is new for me, as I've usually steered clear of girls around my closest social circle. But when they show up, the girl turns out to be a gorgeous blonde with a cool down-to-earth personality. Let's call her HBBlonde. She doesn't seem too into me, but I'm on a winning streak and my ego is blown out of proportions, so...

I try to kiss her when the two of us are outside for a smoke, her leaning against a wall. She gets a panicked look, looks down to the floor, spots a plastic rose, ducks down and hands the rose to me. She uses my moment of confusion to escape my physical proximity.

I find this hilarious and give it a second try on the stairs down to the club. Whatever I say to her is overly chasing, and I receive a "I'm not going to kiss you!". I drop it, join my friends again, fool around with the rose and have fun. I go out for smokes with her a few more times, but no escalation attempts, just casual conversation and getting to know her a bit. The next morning we all meet for breakfast, and I act like nothing happened and she's just some friend of HBBF.

May

Time passes and some evening a few months later she happens to be out with HBBF when I also join the group - this time not in my town. I continue to treat her like every other girl (maybe a bit less attention) throughout the night. However, she gets drunk and starts to escalate her kino on me... leading me through the room by the hand when she wants me to smoke with her, dancing closely, etc. She tells me some blah story about her maybe new-boyfriend, and I answer monosyllabically to that. We dance, and at some point in the night I kiss her. This time, she replicates, but rather shyly. I don't push a lot and the night ends with all of the friends staying in the same room. HBBF arranges for me to lie close to HBBlonde, so I cuddle a little bit. In the morning, she disappears before I wake up.

September - night out with the group

After some time, HBBlonde messages me on facebook. We message back and forth a few times, she asks me if I want to come visit her at her place and I say yeah but it'll have to be after my backpacking trip. More time passes, and during my trip I see she's suddenly "in a relationship" on facebook. Three weeks later, when I'm back, she messages me to ask me if I'm still up to visit her at her place. It's 5 hours away but it's a scenic touristy place so I'm down. We fix a date on a weekend.

On the weekend before our date, I'm going out with HBBF & group when she tells me HBBlonde is joining. When she turns up, I greet her casually and almost ignore her too much - not on purpose, but the discussion in the group is about some insider topic of our social circle. HBBlonde also doesn't display any more than polite interest in me, but I find out she's already broken up with her boyfriend.

We go out and party. I dance and focus on the group, which are my best friends after all. I don't ignore her, but she receives no special attention. At some point, she pulls me away to have a smoke with her. She asks me if we made out in May, and after some banter, I say something like "don't do XXX or I'll have to kiss you again!". She says we can't, I'm her best friend's best friend and we really should not. I agree with her and kiss her. Then I pull her back to our friends where I continue as if nothing's happened.

After some time, we bounce and HBBF runs into some guy she's been flirting and trying to get with. At the new venue, we all dance a little and it seems HBBF and her guy are not really advancing. So HBBlonde pulls me in and tells me:

Her: "Maybe we should make out in front of them to motivate them".

I comply. The rest of the night, we alternate between making out, dancing and trying to coach HBBF and her guy, which turns out to be an utter failure. We end up sleeping on the couch at HBBF's place, where we cuddle up and I fall asleep immediately. In the morning, my friends join us on the sofa to watch TV. We're now cuddling in front of everyone. HBBF even lies between us briefly (I know what you're thinking....no.

), and then HBBlonde has to leave.

September - 1on1

One week later, I take the full 5 hours train ride through the country to visit HBBlonde at her place, which is in a truly beautiful town. She lives on her own. We spend the first hour just talking and smoking on the balcony. Topics are her job (which she loves), her friends, pets, drinking stories etc... alternating between fluff and some rapport. After one hour-ish, I kiss her on the sofa in her room. She cooks me dinner, and we go back to talking and smoking for another few hours. I discover she's had an FB relationship - "but I wouldn't want that anymore!" (yeah right... you all know what she's telling me here) - and find out the stories behind her first kiss and first lesbian kiss.

In town, there isn't much going on. Let's just say we had a few laughs but I was struggling to fight the boringness of the venues. Some more rapport (her telling me about her insecurities about her body, having been sexually harassed at her first job, and her being sensitive and a relationship person -- I'm close to feeling like an emotional tampon at this point, but then she tells me what's between us is not something serious). Some dancing, some more kissing, and we are home again.

In bed, she cuddles up to me and I start escalating slowly. She's very reluctant and pulls back / turns away every few minutes, but I can also feel she loves being close to me and touching me: she pulls my arms around her and starts a few tickle matches. It's not just token resistance, I can feel her the fight going on inside of her head. It takes me at least 30 minutes of back-and-forth until I touch her pussy through her panties, and she has her hand on my cock (without me placing it there). She gives it three strokes before she pulls back from me completely and says "I don't want to!" and says something about me being her best friend's best friend. This is by the way BS as HBBF verbalized her approval of us hooking up to both of us, and even knows I'm at HBBlonde's place. I go back to square one to re-start escalation, but fall asleep midway through it.

Next morning, we wake up at 10.30ish. We restart the process of slow escalation. After maybe an hour, I'm at her pussy again, and her hands are on my dick. She says something about how long it took to get there, and how wet she is. I start massaging her and she gives my dick a few strokes before she pulls back again. Same story, this time it's:

Her: "I don't want to be just one of those girls who falls for you!"

Me: "So you want to be one of those who didn't?"

After this, it's literally two hours of me rubbing her pussy, her moaning and then pulling away my hand saying "No, please don't", me running my fingers over her body until I get to her pussy again. At some point, I even skip the all-over-her-body part. It's almost too creepy for me. I'd have stopped loong before that point (having the rape accusation discussion from this board in the back of my mind), but everytime I do a mini-take-away or just hold her, she snuggles up close to me and takes my hand and puts it close to her pussy. She also grabs my dick from time to time without me ever placing her hand on it.

So I play her game and she is getting wetter and wetter. She says things like "you're so mean, you never stop", and I say things like "it's you, you're turning me on too much" and "don't act like you're doing nothing". Her bra comes off, and the shorts she's wearing over her panties too, but the panties stay. Finally, I tell her she has to get up if she wants this to stop. She says she'll get up and take a shower, and I tell her to do so, I'm not going to hold her back. She asks for some more cuddling, starts a tickle match and a fight over the blanket, and finally gets up.

She comes back from the shower in a bathrobe and says:

"God, I'm still dripping wet! I've never been this wet in my life! It's too much!"

With that, she cuddles up to me again. I tell her I won't start anything anymore unless she makes me horny again. I just hold her and kiss her a little. After some time, she tells me she's naked under the bathrobe. I tell her she shouldn't say that and kiss her lightly. After some more time, she just takes my hand and puts it back into action. Suddenly, it all moves quickly. She asks me if I have a condom, and within a minute I'm fucking her. My dick is highly sensitive from having gone from hard to limp and back roughly ten times during the previous LMR shitstorm, so I cum within two minutes.

It's 14.15. Including last night, I've spent over 4 hours getting over L"M"R, just for two minutes of pleasure!

I laugh and roll off. We joke about it a bit, and go to the balcony for a smoke, where she tells me she hadn't expected that from me (like I have some kind of pornstar reputation...hehe). I tell her it sometimes happens, especially if I've been in blue-balls land for 4 hours, then I take her back in and fuck her a second time until she has to call quits because she can't take any more, and concedes that's how she'd imagined it. A bit of post-coital bliss and cuddling, and she suddenly drops the bomb:

Her: "I think I've fallen in love with you!"

Me: looking for words

Her: "...Gotcha! Hahaa you should have seen your face!"

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Lessons:

- god what an LMR marathon. I probably should have done a proper take-away (get up from bed) way earlier. In my head I'd long accepted that I'd probably not get laid until next time. But then it kinda felt good to get lost in this game, I wanted to stay in bed and she was clearly loving it despite the verbal resistance. Note that the action only really started when I stopped playing my role and stopped escalating. However, it felt like heating her up prior to that was essential too.

- PS: I would have never ploughed through her verbal resistance (there were many many nos!) if it wasn't for her actively pushing me with her actions. Be careful with these kind of situations!! Usually, I'd much rather wait for a second date than risk crossing a boundary!

- this girl seems like quite the (slightly LSE) good-girl when you first meet her, and she even talked about how she'd been hurt in relationships before. Ignore that bullshit, she clearly just wanted a fuck out of me, as indicated by the joke she pulled on me in the end. My pointer was the story about her FB relationship.

- I've turned this around from a failed make-out attempt and a chaser frame by refusing to chase and forcing her to chase at various points in the interaction. If she hadn't done so, I was fully prepared to let this go completely. I tried keeping that frame when I went to her place by taking the evening very slowly, but the massive LMR indicates didn't do too well - or she just wanted to make a bloody point about our frame war. Or maybe she actually has moral concerns with fucking the player friend of her close friend. Whatever.

Hope this was insightful!

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

I am turning evil

I'm shit tired and drunk, so this is going to be a bit delirious. I won't have time to write it down any other time, so here goes.

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Yup, so I guess I am back. This is social circle slow seduction again.

First nights:

So this chick is from the same social circle as HBChaser from this report. I'll call this new girl HBRedhead. She's an eastern european redhead with green eyes and this fucking deep, tender, playful, feminine aura that just kinda captures me.

For some more details on how I framed myself in that social circle and how the interaction started, go the report above. Basically, she started chatting me up by guessing my taste in music and then isolated me on the dance floor, and we had a sexy seductive dancing evening. I was focused on HBChaser that night, so I didn't escalate. I took HBChaser home that night.

A few nights later, we danced like this again, and I walk her home afterwards. She resists coming home with me, but I kiss her to say goodbye. She kind of resists the make-out, and I try again. She resists again, so I say bye and let her walk home.

Second night:

A week or two after that, we (part of that social circle) are out again and I am fucking tired. HBChaser goes home and gives me the evil eye because she wants me to come home with her, but I say bye to her and want to party despite my fucked up state. Once in the club (it's always the same club around here… this place is really too small!), I immediately start dancing with HBRedhead. It is fun, but it's not really on this time. We both feel like the music sucks, and we're not drunk enough for the place. I still isolate her from the group and have some of those intriguing "we are almost kissing" moments again. She is playing some excellent push/pull game, walking out of my sight sometimes in the middle of a song.

I go for a smoke and she follows me, and in the smoker room she suddenly says:

Her: "This sucks. I have a bottle of wine at home, let's go drink that"

I comply, and we end up at her place. She gets the bottle of wine and we sit down on her bed. I know I should escalate at this point, but for some reason I don't want to be the chaser, so we just chat for half an hour while we down the wine. At some very inappropriate point in the conversation, I just lean in and kiss her. She tells me I have to know that she has a boyfriend (I know this already), and I just smile, say something meaningless and keep going. A bit later, she tells me we should not do anything, because she really wants girlfriends in that social circle, and that HBChaser would be jealous. She tells me to go for HBChaser, and I realise she doesn't know I already banged that one. She gives me some LMR, but I escalate until she has her hand in my boxers. She keeps giving me LMR though, and I'm shit tired, so I roll away and fall asleep. I'm not too worried because I know I've established myself as a sexual threat.

Third night:

This is just a quick innuendo. I'm back from my 5-day holiday with my Latina and still sort of getting over that train wreck. During the last 1-2 weeks, I've radio-silenced HBRedhead. There's a large social event for the social circle, and I just bounce around in the group, talk to everyone, joke, laugh, have fun, can you say social butterflyyyy? Man, I just love large groups… allows me to be my ADHD sociopath validation-whore self and bounce from sub-group to sub-group whenever my attention span is over. It really gets me into state

Anyway, at some point, HBRedhead is sitting on a couch and I talk to her shortly (I've been treating her like she's just some girl in the social circle up to now). She tells me to sit down next to her, we talk for a bit and I say:

Me: "This stuff is going to get me drunk tonight. Don't take advantage of me!"
Her: "Hmmm.. maybe I want to take advantage of you…"
Me: "You really shouldn't do that, that'd be bad…"

I feed her some more bullshit, then I get up and say "I'm going to have a smoke". She immediately follows me to the balcony, where I reiterate the "advantage" spiel. Eye-contact, make-out. I notice she uses a bit too much tongue. Just in that moment, one of the chicks, HBChaser's friend, comes out to smoke with us. She hasn't seen anything, but I swear, these chicks are monitoring me. I've been really discrete in this social circle, but they can still smell blood. They'll always turn up randomly whenever I isolate a chick from the group. It's fucking amazing.

After we go back in, some dude starts hitting on HBRedhead hard. For some reason, he sits next to her and I'm next to him. I figure they've at least established some connection before this, because he touches her quite a lot and she lets him do it. I join their conversation for a bit, but then just phase out and start talking to some guys who sit next to me. Within a minute, I forget about HBRedhead and the dude and we're laughing and talking louder than most people in the room. I'm not going to compete on this one. That would be chasing.

When it's time to go home, HBRedhead arranges for herself to walk in the same direction as me, and for the dude to walk some other way. However, we're not walking alone, and because I want to be discrete, I just wave bye to her when our paths split and don't push to go home with her.

Fourth night:

Half a week later, she tells me she is going to {X place} in the evening. I don't know who she's going with, and I don't feel like going out with her alone, so I tell her I might join her, but I'm going for drinks with some buddies first. When I'm writing that text, I have no idea if I'll ever show up, but we ultimately decide to go to the same place. I care so little that I wear a sweaty white t-shirt with a stain on the chest. We show up a few hours later than her, and she's in {Y place} with some chodes I've never seen. She immediately ditches the chodes upon our arrival and starts talking to me. I'm kind of indifferent to her and bust her balls a bit. It's almost like she's been waiting for me to turn up. We then make fun of the chodes for some insider reason.

We bounce to {X place} a bit after that. This is a club, and we start dancing immediately. I isolate her from my two buddies, and we start doing the push/pull thing again. Loads of touching, hugging, very sensitive dancing and some kissing (in public! Silly me! That got me an obvious joke from one of the guys in front of everybody the next day!) and then suddenly she pulls away and walks away on the dance floor. Now this would have confused the fuck out of me a few months ago. However, by now I don't give much of a fuck about it, and regularly pull away before her. I walk away to go smoke or chat up some friend a few times, leaving her behind with the choice to follow me or not. Most often, she follows me.

This game goes on for a few hours, and I'm not at all bothered by it. I'm enjoying the dancing, I'm enjoying the power I have over her, and I know deep inside that nothing she could do could hurt my attitude. At some point I tell her I'm leaving, and she says she's coming too. So we leave, and outside I just start walking towards my place. Around midway to my place, she stops me and says:

Her: "I don't think I can come home and sleep with you. I need to trust you… I don't want to be another one of your conquests!"

Now I immediately feel this is not a shit test. I can sense that she is having second thoughts and doubts about the situation and me. So I treat it like a trust issue.

Me: "You can trust me."

…and I start kissing her very softly. We have a very intimate, sweet, soft and tender make-out in the middle of the street for roughly ten minutes. I allow myself to really sink into her femininity, I breathe her in and relax in her arms. Then I grab her hand and pull her to my place again. At my place, the soft and tender make-out continues. We never go back to that trust topic. I take it really slowly, and make sure she is the one to strip off my clothes first. We're in bed after almost 20 minutes of sweet make-out in my apartment. I've secretly made sure my jacket with the condoms is close to my bed because I can't remember if I still have some condoms next to the bed. She doesn't notice this. Clothes come off, and I grab a condom from my jacket.

No LMR.

Another one of my conquests.

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Lessons / after-thoughts:

- I might keep this one around. I like the intimate, feminine vibe.
- This chick played a lot of push/pull in the beginning and especially every time we were dancing. Having this "asshole attitude", just giving her no attention for free and keeping the power balance right is what I think made the deal.
- I almost pushed the power balance too far. She had serious trust issues and was worried about sleeping with me. I defused this by skipping the topic quickly and by making the vibe very intimate right afterwards.
- The next day, I had to meet HBChaser and HBRedhead for a reason that doesn't matter here. One year ago, I would have stressed out for even having two girls I fucked in the same room. Now I just pull through the situation as if nothing happened. I've hardened so much.
- It may be the recent frustration of my train wreck, but I'm really so unfazed by shit as of lately. All her push/pull didn't affect me at all, it was not even really a challenge. And when she gave me the "trust" line, I didn't get all reactive and thought "Fuck! Shit-Test! What now!". Instead, I just reacted cold-bloodedly and created intimacy, knowing exactly that what I was doing was going to override her thoughts with feelings. It's kinda evil. And I didn't feel a thing about it. I like it.
- the sex was very soft and sweet at the beginning too, but after a few minutes I started pounding her hard. I didn't notice during, but apparently it was too much for her: after I rolled off, she said the weirdest thing I've ever heard after sex:

Her: "Do you realise you have a human being underneath yourself"?
Me: "Mhm" falls asleep.

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

AR: Miss Oneitis pimps me out - cockblocked by the Red Tide and the Red Label

Okay, this is going to be a weird story.

Before I start, let me just state that I do not recommend getting in touch with old onites the way I just did. This is a special situation. But I'll get into that.

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So here's the deal: I had nexted my oneitis girl (click here for background; attention: painful read

) for almost two months. I've been super busy during most of that time, and only laid one new girl, but still: I put those silly kindergarten feelings behind me and put her fairly and squarely in the LJBF box in my head. However, I do value her friendship and she's one helluva lotta fun to hang around, so when she pushed to see me again for a last time before she leaves the country, I agreed.

She has the idea to go to a concert in another country with a friend of hers, and I like it.

So we buy a lot of booze and take a train to x country. I'll spare you the details on how she's smuggling loads of illegal drugs across the border (note: I also don't recommend falling for girls that do and smuggle drugs, lol). We get drunk on the five-hour train drive, and are enjoying each other's company. We have a pretty detailed talk about sex and orgasms during which she hints she will try something out with me. Now this kind of cat-and-mouse game she plays would have severely fucked me up two months ago (as evidenced in that thread). Now, I just smile and pinch her cheek. I'm not the mouse anymore, I'm a lazy fat old tomcat that doesn't want to play with her anymore. Now I'm sure I've moved on beyond those silly feelings.

Next, she mentions that the friend we're meeting has the hots for me. Apparently, Miss Oneitis has been pimping me out by showing my Facebook pictures, and by relating just how awesome I am. She also tells me her friend just wants to get laid, nothing more. I'm starting to like having her as a buddy. This is how the social circle game is supposed to work.

We arrive at the concert and after waiting in line for a bit, we meet her friend who is inside already. Bummer: she's not that hot. But after all, it's a free ride, so I decide to roll with it. =) Let's call her Miss Red. We get a few drinks before the concert starts, and I immediately start vibing and touching her a lot - giving her a hearty hug here and there and so on. Nothing sexual, just dominant comfortable touch.

When the concert starts, Miss Oneitis is starting to seem really fucked up - and starts to get a little possessive with me, grabbing me, hugging me, giving me a few too many kisses etc. I'm relatively unreceptive without being rude, and use the moment to get some "insider" comfort with Miss Red. The quick eye-contact, the discrete eye-roll, you know the deal.

On the cab ride to the hostel we're staying at, I let Miss Oneitis get very touchy-feely with me (kisses on the mouth etc…), but maintain a little dominance by putting her in her place when she gets pouty about some minor shit. Somebody needs to take care of the poor girl. My plan is to escalate on her friend at the hostel. Since Miss Oneitis has basically set us up, I expect her to get out of our way once we're there. I forget to account for her impredictability though:

Miss R: "Ok, so me and Miss Oneitis will sleep in the big room, and 0---, you're here in the small room"

Miss O: "No! He's sleeping here with me, it's our last night together!"

Gotta love the crazy little daisy. I say nothing, and just take off my shirt and sit down on the bed in the smaller room where Miss Oneitis has already curled up. Miss Red stays in the room too, and I start chatting with her about some nonsense, and touching her . Miss Oneitis is falling asleep but wakes up every few minutes to chime in. When Miss Red leaves the room to go brush her teeth, Miss Oneitis starts grabbing my cock. I just ignore her. She continues. But then, Miss Red comes back and Miss O falls asleep again. I'm lying on my back on the bed now, and Miss R is sitting net to me. I make her laugh with something trivial (joke about Miss O), and pull her on my stomach.

Me: "God I love my life. Everything is so simple!"

I pull her face up to mine and kiss her.

After a few minutes of making out, I tell her we're going to the bigger room now. She complies, and we continue our make out in the nice large double bed with Miss Oneitis now at a safe distance. I take off her and my clothes, she starts rubbing my dick. All seems to go fine until I notice a tampon string. She says she's sorry but she can't tonight. I tell her I wouldn't mind but she insists. So I start rubbing her pussy until she cums. However, at that point, my dick has gone entirely limp, so my plan of just getting her horny enough to not care doesn't work. We cool off a little, joke around a bit, then I start biting her neck and turning her on again. She starts rubbing my cock, and I get hard again. She doesn't let me go anywhere near her pussy anymore, so I settle for a blow job and go to sleep.

Everything is so simple!!

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A few points:

- dammit, I finally reframed that whole oneitis situation. She's simply a great friend that I used to hook up with and who sometimes starts getting the hots for me but who I've LJBF'd fair and square. It's so simple. And I don't have to cut contact, cuz I really value her as a (crazy) person. Pity she's leaving.

- That's really linked to the type of frame I'll aim for in the future: try to build up a friendship if possible, and sex is just a benefit that simply happens when two attractive people collide. Next time I run into these kindergarten feelings, I'll next myself for a few weeks and get back to casual after that. Seriously, this has cost me an awesome fuckbuddyship. No more oneitis.

- Pivots are awesome!! Shit I need to get more female friends who hook me up with their friends! After all, the social circle thing is my thing, even if I'm going to try and start branching out.

- This one is for Newman: I really don't need to chase or push for a lay. Sex will just happen, because girls will arrange themselves accordingly. Why do you think Miss Red stayed in the room?? I really do love my life.

- Logistics are complicated, but I may still lay this chick some other day. She seems like she's fun in the sack.

Editor’s Note: he did bang her once later. It was OK.

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

AR: On the Docks (Referral from my Fuckbuddy)

Yes you read that right. Referral from my FB. So this is a girl with a BF who is on an exchange semester and therefore in an open relationship. She happens to know my FB, who, sadly, has left my city too. On one of our last meets, FB kindly lets me know she told her friend that I'm fair game. Good news, since I'm visiting another friend in that same city with a few buddies.

Once We're there, I find out she's leaving the day after I arrive. So I have one night. We're out with our friend partying and I coordinate for us to move to her venue... it takes some time, we arrive at like 3am. She's blonde and wearing a cute red dress. I haven't really spoken more than a few words with her on the few occasions I've met her before, but I know my FB must have told her all about the steamy sex we had. I lift her up to say hi, and just as I'm starting to walk away to grab a beer with my friends, I change my mind. I start dancing with her, kiss her, wallslam, knee between legs, naughty makeout. She uses too much tongue unfortunately, but it's 3am and I don't mind that much.

I lead her outside and we find out our logistics suck. I'm sleeping in a room with 3 dudes and she's sleeping at some friend's place. She also lets me know that she's been making out with one of her friends who is still inside for the past three weeks but hasn't been doing more because she feels she can't do that. I smile inwardly at the spectacle the poor guy has just had to go through. I also remember my FB saying that she really isn't very adventurous (this is inside "girl info" so I tend to believe it), so I ignore the topic and lead her away from the bar, which is on the waterfront of the old port of the city. I find some dark alley and make out, rub her pussy. She gets very turned on, biting my neck etc, but then says she doesn't want to do more. She grabs my hand to walk away, but instead of walking back to the bar, she walks away from it! I take that as a sign she wants to find a more secluded place (in hindsight, she was completely confused and actually got lost afterwards).

I find a small table that is half-hidden behind a pillar and sit her on it. I kiss her, finger her, and after some very receptive body language (bites, kisses, scratching) I kneel before her. I start licking her pussy. This is something like 15 minutes into saying hi to her, and I feel like a fucking god. She's loving it, but unfortunately she pushes me away and lets go a half-recovered laugh after a minute. She says she really doesn't want to do this. It's her last evening with all her friends and she wants to spend time with them. I tell her I respect that and take her back to the bar.

At the bar, I leave her to her friends and get back to my buddies who are having a field day laughing about how they saw grease 2 (her in the red dress and me in the leather jacket dancing and making out... I found it hilarious). Minutes later, I see her sitting outside alone. I grab my beer and join her.

- "Where are your friends?"

- "I guess they don't want to spend time with me anymore."

Oh like I want to hear you whine right now. I put my arm around her, give her a quick hug and pull her inside again. We dance a little, she kisses me again. I pull back, dance again. She kisses me again. I pull back. After a few rounds of this, I whisper in her ear "if you continue doing this, I'll have to take you outside again." She kisses me again. I take her outside again.

A little more secluded corner this time. Before we get there, she says "I'm not going to sleep with you tonight!" I say "yeah, but we can have some fun!". We kiss, I finger her, she pulls out my cock, it's getting really heavy. I think I can turn her on even more by whispering "I really want you right now" in her ear.

Not really. She turns cold, pushes me away and says "I don't care". Dammit, I was talking to your emotional brain, not your logical brain!! That was just something hot I whispered to turn you on, not (necessarily) a gameplan of what was going to come next!! Anyway, I hold her back, close my pants, give her a kiss, put my arm around her and escort her back in.

Once back to the bar, I don't go back to her because I don't want that same experience three times. I hang with my buddies and at some point see her make out with that friend she told me about. I wonder if I spiked her BT enough to finally sleep with the poor lad. I guess I'll have to use my spy. I'll also have to complain about the lousy referral.

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Lessons:

- Logistics. Logistics. Logistics.

- If she verbalizes resistance but plays along, don't verbalize anything. I think I couldn't have turned this into a lay, but I could have cum at least. She probably thought I was being too forceful. Oh well, it was fun!

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

LRx1.5: The one that got away again and why it doesn't matter

This story happened a few weeks ago. Finally found the motivation to write it down.

First girl

Okay, so this is one of my 'awesome girls'. I was deeply in oneitisy love with her five years ago, when I had only slept with one woman and had no woman skills whatsoever. Tiny, compact body, cute face, multiligual, smart and charming chick. She had a boyfriend at the time, but I still cringe at the time when we were out just the two of us and she practically begged me to kiss her (with candy in her mouth, making me bite off half of it), and I didn't take the hint. What can I say. I was clueless back then.

We had on and off contact over the last few years. The vibe was always flirty, but logistics (different cities) and relationships always got in the way, and I had a huge complex about being able to land her. I saw her as out of my league. We're in complete friend-zone land.

A few weeks ago, we have a short chat on facebook. At one point, she deliberately misinterprets a comment of mine ("I'm not good at doing just one thing at a time") to make it sound dirty. I give her a short "but look I'm very innocent" spiel and turn it around swiftly to tell her "but you don't need to be concerned with my innocence - it's not like we are going to meet up anytime soon". She is intrigued and takes this as a challenge, so we set up a meet a few weeks later.

Flash forward to that meet - we meet up in her city, and go from bar to bar. It's like old times, we have a really good conversation with lots of teasing going on withing minutes of meeting up. In the first bar, I tell her I am going to sleep in the guestroom at her place because I am going out in her city the day after anyways. She accepts this.

We go from bar to bar and I get a little drunk. The conversation soons starts to drift to topics like porn titles and she jumps on the dirty subjects. It's pretty clear that it's on though we still seem to have that friendzone body language and vibe going on - very little touching etc. We bounce to the last bar, which is a bit darker, and she starts getting flirtier and pulling me in for hugs and the like. It's sooo obvious by now, but I had come to this point before and never pulled the trigger. Pulling the trigger has always been my problem with her.

So we go back to her place and go through the spiel of having a look at the guestroom. We sit down on the couch, she puts her head in my lap and we discuss most exciting sex locations for a while. It is getting ridiculously obvious that I need to make a move. I realize it's not even that big of a deal.

And in a moment of silence, I finally fucking kiss her.

Within a few minutes, we are naked and panting on the couch. She is really into it. I really need to piss though, so I run to the bathroom quickly. And here is the big tragedy in this story: after peeing, I just can't get it up anymore. She tries for a few minutes, but I can just feel that nothing is going to happen. We bounce to her room, fool around and cuddle for some more time, but my dick stays in vacation mode, so we just fall asleep arm in arm.

In the morning, she has to leave real early, so we say our goodbyes and I call my friends. I meet up with them, tell them my story and have a laugh at it - my gut feeling says taking this too seriously would probably mess me up, and my friends' mean humour is just what I need now. I mean, my fucking penis cheated me out of the biggest ego win I could fucking imagine!

Girl 2

While we are out partying, I get a message from a girl I saved under "Mandy or Sandy" (names changed) in my phone - an obvious drunken number close from months ago:

Her: "I have your number in my phone - who are you?"
Me: "We met at xxx - I'm yyy guy"
Her: "oooh yes I remember! How are you?"
Me: "Good - wanna meet up?"

She agrees, we fix a date the night after. I'm still hungover from the night out with my friends, but meet her for a drink. She's cute with dark hair and green eyes and an okay body. When we sit down on the couch at my regular day2 spot, I notice her closed body language: most of the time, her arms are crossed, and she doesn't lean back into the couch like me.

I don't mind and continue my very relaxed body language and conversation, hopping from topic to topic with general smalltalk in the beginning, but kinda cold-reading her on most of her responses, telling her things like "you're the type of person who needs to have a plan". Though her body language remains closed, she actually starts opening up a lot about herself and her issues in life. I push harder on the reads, saying things like "you have trouble asserting yourself" and challenging her to push herself in her life. I even make her promise to pull through with some dream she tells me about. I do this in a tongue-in-cheek ball-busting way but also making her feel that I am actually sincere in wanting her to be happy - and letting her see that I am damn satisfied with my own life.

We bounce, and up until now, she's paid all my drinks, so I offer her one. It is getting late and she starts looking up her last train connections out of town. At this point, she still hasn't opened up body-language-wise and I am not sure if she is shy or not interested. However, she drops something like "I could stay at my friends' tonight if I miss my last train", which I take as a big hint.

At the last bar, she starts opening up about her experiences with girls (nothing spectacular, just kisses), which I don't even have to push. I escalate only slightly physically (touching her legs and shoulders), but strongly verbally: I invite her for a last drink to my place. She agrees like it wasn't even a question.

At my place, I open two beers, have two sips, and go for a smoke at the window. She joins me and has to stand closely because of how the room is. A little awkwardness, a little conversation, and at some point - that doesn't really fit the conversation - I just kiss her.

5 minute intimate make-out. Start to take clothes off. More intimate make-out. Move to bed. Start to get it on. I feel I have to piss again, but because of the story above, I decide to move ahaead. Off course, that makes me fucking sensitive and I cum after two minutes. Dammit, penis! I make her cum by eating her out, and fuck her good a few hours later in the night.

Did I mention life is good?

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This was a really strange experience to be honest. Few things:
- I finally know for sure that my oldest unfulfilled crush is definitely reachable for me. Logistics suck again (and I admit I got a bit needy in the day-after texts), but I'll close this one at some point. Bye bye limiting beliefs. I really can get the girls I find truly awesome, period. Now remains to see if they stay as awesome when I'm fucking them.
- erectile dysfunction, really? I'm not that fucking old! Seems it was a combination of booze, having to pee and the pressure I put on myself because I thought this was soo special.
- Girl 1 is an awesome girl, but I had some seriously awesome sex with the second chick the next time I saw her, and right now I'm lying in bed with the most beautiful girl I've ever fucked, spending a full weekend of sex and lazying around. I think it is about time I understand at a deeper level that I am just awesome enough to deserve girls like that.
- the second lay really is nothing like any lay I've had before. I really got close to her with eliciting values / cold reading type of comfort game, and ignored her closed body language. It is funny to see this work since I had decided to let go of some of my 'badboy' frame to become more connected with the girls I seduce. Nice touch.
- thinking about it, my last few reports were all about some kind of sexual failure. You guys must really think I suck in bed!

Hope this inspires somebody to lay their own awesome girl that got away! May your cock be with you!

Cheers,
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Bismarck · Jan 9, 2022

Gonna have so much fun going over these again. Lots of value added here thanks for posting!

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

Bismarck said:
Gonna have so much fun going over these again. Lots of value added here thanks for posting!

I'm glad! I think the origins part might be the most valuable to beginners and intermediate because you can follow how I developed my inner and outer game.

The really wild stuff is about to come though! Just takes a while to get organized, I'm a busy man unfortunately.

Alpha13SC · Jan 9, 2022

This is awesome.

I like how you pointed out the lessons from each story. To the point where it's motivating knowing that advanced guys are just beginners who fucked up more and learned.

Alpha13SC,

0--- · Jan 9, 2022

Alpha13SC said:
This is awesome.

I like how you pointed out the lessons from each story. To the point where it's motivating knowing that advanced guys are just beginners who fucked up more and learned.

Alpha13SC,

Thanks my friend!

Yes I was never great at writing any big instructional or theoretical posts so jotting down lessons after my LRs was my best way to give people some actionable takeaways from my work.

Otherwise this would have been just bragging.

And yes, believe me. I failed and learned A LOT. Didn't always write it down though.

0--- · Apr 2, 2023

Found some more stories from Chapter 1:

FR: Eastern European Hottie

Not sure if this should go to Field Reports but I'm primarily looking for actionable advice on how to move forward with this particular girl, so I hope I'm right in general. Let me try to summarize the situation quickly:

This is a girl from my uni class - actually the most attractive one in an unfortunately small female population. I've tried escalating on her at a party a few months ago, and she hinted she was taken. I ignored her at school after that (Not on purpose, I just don't interact that much with my class apart from a few friends). A few weeks ago, I was at another party where she showed up as well. She initiated by coming out on the balcony for a smoke when I was smoking alone. After a quick chat, the balcony got filled with people and I made friends and shot the shit with her female friend. They were almost the only chicks at the party and I had a fun interaction (teasing, talking about sex and relationships and just bullshitting around) with them. Somewhere in there, she hinted that she is unhappy with her relationship. On the way to a club, I invited them (her) jokingly to afterparty on my rooftop terrace. At the club I danced a lot with her, getting quite dirty but no kissing - I also met another girl and went back and forth between the two for the entire night. Couldn't take home either of them unfortunately.

The day after this, I had a short conversation with her on facebook. I open her with a comment on something on her wall about languages and how some of them sound agressive (she's eastern european), and she says she thinks I am agressive, and dangerous. IOI of course. When I ask her if she's going out, she says no and she's scared of running into me. IOI again. Otherwise a bit of joking around and flirting. A few days later I chat her up again, a little innuendo about oral exams (tee hee), and I tell her she should go for a drink with me. I tell her she still needs to see my rooftop terrace. She's reluctant and repeats that I'm dangerous, and I say don't worry I won't do anything to you. She then says she's a big girl and agrees.

We meet for a drink at my regular day2 spot and have a great conversation about work, relationships (in general, nothing specific. Some "boyfriend destroying" on my part though: relationships come and go, etc..), future, passions etc.. the vibe is beautiful. Apart from jokingly boasting about myself, I ask her about herself and sort of tell her what she should be doing with her life and what kind of girl (I think) she is. Something between cold reading and dominance with a side dish of irony to keep it playful and light. A few times I can sense that she's getting very emotional. I continue joking and teasing her, and escalate a little. By the end of the evening, I have my arm around her a few times, sensually play with her hair etc. but I don't kiss her. I also continue to joke that I'll get her to come to my rooftop terrace, which she continues to refuse. She now says she's scared of herself and what she would do, so I see this as progress. However, she also tells me she thinks I'm "not as tough as you act" at one point because I open up about my passions too. I agree to this and say I'm a sensitive artist soul. Of course with a little wink on my face.

As we're leaving I tell her I'm now going to show my terrace to her (it's only 3 minutes from the place) and she repeats she won't come up with me. I tell her I won't do anything to her and she repeats she's not scared of me but of herself. The air is full of tension and the mutual attraction is clear, but she's also firm about her statement. She has to take a bus but I walk her to my place and tell her I'll show her from below. There is still a joking mood so I get away with this - she says "step by step, huh?" and complies. She misses her last bus because of this, but says she'll walk home (she lives some 20 minutes away) after I've pointed up to show where I live and told her the view would be much better from there. She says she really shouldn't come up. I should have said something to the extent of "yeah you really shouldn't" and lead her, but we say good bye - after the kisses on the cheek, I pull her in and give her a quick peck on the mouth. As she walks away, I joke "you people and your morals" ... not sure if that was a good line.

We text a few times, she always responds instantly (she's studying for exams, so she's happy about any distraction). A few days later, I re-initiate and ask her if she's free for another drink before I leave the country (which is in 1,5 weeks!). She says she's sure we'll see each other somewhere and I say:

Me:

Somewhere for a drink

I'm not letting you get away this easily

Her:
Haha, sure why not. I'm not scared of you anymore

Me:
good

I have you just where I want you then 8)
(We exchange some logistical details)

Her:
and I'm pretty sure u don't have me where u want me

if u do, then your wishes are very modest

Me:

u know I'm a modest person

Her:
oh yes, one of your many other qualities

(banter, I tell her I'll be in touch, goodbyes)

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This has been a fun interaction - I've really enjoyed the vibe and the fact that I was being very open about trying to seduce her. However, I have a feeling my lack of escalation and too much "open talk" hurt her attraction (as indicated by the exchange I c&p'd... "not scared of you anymore"). I'm sure I'll get her for a second meet - if my logistics allow for it, because almost all my remaining evenings are booked with friends or girls.

As you can see, I struggled with escalation. I physically escalated lightly, and verbally escalated with the "see my terrace" funny plot, but I should have at least attempted to kiss her and I didn't. This is a sticking point of mine: I have trouble escalating on "dates"/day2s with girls I haven't kissed before (see also my no action report on 2 day2s). This relaxed attitude and open conversation about everything has worked quite well for me with girls I'd kissed before. It creates tension because she'll be wondering when I'll kiss her and move forward (which I eventually do out of the blue). I'm new to dates with girls I haven't kissed before, and I find it hard to escalate. This hurts the solid attraction I usually have with these girls (like her).

I really need to fix this, and I need to fix it urgently if I want to seal this deal - time is running out.

So here's my question: how do I escalate (while staying congruent with my former behavior)? Do I act like before but kiss her out of the blue?
I have a few cheeky lines dancing around in my head that I could insert before.

I'll read the threads on Verbal Escalation linked in newwomanizer's thread. Some actionable advice taylored to my situation would be highly appreciated in the meantime.

0--- · Apr 2, 2023

Relationship Report: Tried to convert ex-Oneitis into MLTR and failed

I tried to convert an oneitis into a regular MLTR - and failed

Okay, this is going to be rather long, so I hope you'll bear with me. Here's a tl/dr:

- met this chick (HBLatina) in January, seduced her quickly and spent lots of time with her

- got oneitis and too needy, upon which she retreated emotionally and physically

- I immediately nexted her, though in retrospect in an overly drama, AFC way

- GFTOW done.

- She re-initiated contact, and I set myself the challenge to convert the whole thing into a regular MLTR

- Haven't succeeded to have sex with her again despite regular make-outs and sexual tension; verbalized LJBF

- We're both moving out of the country in a few months, so basically I just want to bang her again and enjoy some time with her - damage control is automatically done by the real time constraint

- I'm really only looking for advice on how to manage my own feelings better in the future so I'll manage to build up a real, deep, poly relationship the next time I meet a girl I like this much. Also, I need to understand what the fuck is going on here (her mixed signals drive me crazy).

God, just writing that short summary makes me realize how much of a trainwreck this is.

I met HBLatina in January, when she was working in a ski resort I was on vacation in. She's quite the alternative chick, has some well-kept dreadlocks and a gorgeous face that go with a very intense, slightly crazy personality and a free spirit. She more or less spends her life travelling the world, and the sheer difference in lifestyle combined with her radiant positive attitude and good looks is probably what made me fall for her. Also, drinking with her is great fun, and she matches my level of excess, which is quite rare.

After seducing her within two booze-fuelled partying nights, my vacation ended. I spent a weekend banging my long-distance MLTR HBOriental straight after that, but after stupidly listening to the advice of my AFC friends, I dumped her and stayed clear of other chicks to "give this thing a chance". First mistake.

I went back to visit HBLatina two weeks later. She spontaneously decided to take a few days off to come to my place straight after that. Second mistake, since we immediately spent almost a week non-stop together. We had a great time together and developed quite the deep connection - although the sex was not that great tbh.

Next time I see her (her place; yeah, another mistake), her behavior was completely changed. She didn't accept any affection and behaved so coldly towards me that sex was out of the picture. I focused on having fun with the other people in the resort and left completely confused.

When I returned a week after, I told her I didn't understand what that had been all about, that I'd developed feelings for her and her shit had hurt me. Yup, I was being a little bitch. She told me it was because she'd gotten scared because It'd started looking like a relationship and she wasn't ready for that after her last BF had hit her (she quit him immediately though, so this isn't too red a flag). I told her that was fine, that I hadn't wanted a serious relationship, but that I'd be out of her life and it'd be up to her to contact me again. Then I left.

I went back to my FBs and started posting on this forum and have since then slept with ten other women (though only 6 new ones) in total. During Summer, HBLatina started getting in touch again. I met her briefly for a drink at some point, where we just flirted a bit, but I had to take a plane right after. By this time, my feelings for her had subsided and I just viewed her as a potential addition to my rotation, and viewed the whole thing as a kind of challenge - I wanted to overcome the oneitis and game her like any other chick. I was too busy to meet her for quite some time but eventually she came to stay at my place. However, I fell sick that night and she just took care of me and cuddled up to me.

Next time we met, we just got silly drunk at my place, didn't sleep for the whole night since I had to take a plane the next morning. She told me that the whole thing in feb hadn't been about me and that she really liked hanging out with me and that that was why she'd reinitiated. We made out for a bit but had no sex - She seemed reluctant and I didn't really want to push for it, and the thing is that getting drunk with her is just a lot of fun on its own. I then left for a backpacking trip, and we met up again when I came back. This time, she spent three nights in a row at my place, and we still didn't have sex. By now I realized I'd somehow ended up in orbiter land, so when she flaked on me the next time I was slightly pissed but ready to next her anyway. She called to apologize, apparently she'd fucked up and missed her train.

Here's the thing though: we'd already decided to take a spontaneous short last-minute trip and she'd taken time off work for that. I pussied out and didn't cancel that, so we went to a major european city last weekend. She was relatively distanced and there weren't even any make-outs on the night before we took the plane, and I silently cursed myself for wasting this much time on it, and mirrored that coldness to her.

On the first day of our trip, we had a very interesting talk, where she basically told me that my hard next had not been too smooth. Apparently, I've even written her some butt-hurt texts after telling her I was gone, but I'm 90% sure she's exaggerating that part. In any way, she told me that'd really driven her away. I then opened up to her and told her about me being poly and her having a very different perception of me than most people (most ppl get a strong player vibe from me). She was actually surprised and told me if she'd known that she'd have acted much differently. I cursed myself for lying to her about HBOriental the first time. We then had a very open talk about sex. She told me she had quite high expectations in lovers, and would sometimes push a guy away if she wasn't into it. We talked about how weird it is that many women never have orgasms (she says she usually comes 4-5 times), and I openly tell her how I've experienced both extremes of the distribution (from not getting her to orgasm to 30ish orgasms), trying not to brag. We agreed that it was weird that we'd had quite mediocre sex despite our great connection (she'd only come 2-3 times and something with the vibe was off), and verbalized that we were just friends now ("maybe that was a sign"). It was a great talk, and it felt a bit like talking to a better opponent after losing a game and getting some pointers from them. At least that was sort of my frame at that point, and I was positive about it.

We met up with some of her friends in the city, and stayed at their place. She told me she thought one of the guys was really hot, and I made a point of befriending him and getting out of their way so they could hook up, not wanting to be the needy douche. We spent the entire time with them. They never hooked up though, which may be for lack of opportunity or she just struck out with him, I don't really know (nor care). I also entertained her with some of the funnier sex stories of my poly life, and the vibe was friendly but definitely platonic. I accepted this in my head, and when she told me about a guy she'd recently slept with and had had a spark of feelings for, I told her to go for it despite her leaving the country soon. We had a great time with her friends and some other people we met, so I was quite happy and not really frustrated with this new frame. I'd sort of accepted defeat. At one point, she grabbed my cock for some reason. I just ignored this and kept the platonic (or non-chasing?) vibe going.

When we sat down in the plane back, she lay down in my lap to sleep, and I lightly caressed her arm. The flight got cancelled, and we had to spend a full day waiting for the next plane. We had a shitload of fun at the airport, and I made her laugh real hard during the entire day. She said I'd never made her laugh that hard. Suddenly, we had a very intimate vibe going again, which may have been because it was just the two of us again, or because we both had had almost no sleep the night before, and had lowered our defenses. What was new now was that it felt like I was a bit more aloof than her, and I had control of the frame. I lay down on her lap on the plane, and when I woke up we locked eyes and kissed again.

We decided to both go back to my place at home. At one point, we were talking about a spanish slang term for fucking, and she randomly says:

Her: "...that's what we're going to do back at your place

"

Me: "That's what you say."

Her: "ooh, don't tempt me!"

There were several instances of her grabbing my cock after that. However, I also get that intense, burning, sinking feeling of one-itis again, probably because of the deep intimacy we have going. I keep up my slightly aloof frame though. Back at my place, she gives me a short lap dance that really turns me on. I have to quickly get a few things done though, so I let her shower. I shower after her, and she suddenly pulls back the curtain. She musters my full body, fixates my cock and has this wicked grin on her face. I tell her she's free to hop in but continue doing my thing. I'd have pulled her in, but she's covered in new dry towels. I get rock hard though, and let her notice that when I walk out the shower. I don't push the escalation though because I want to keep her chasing. Mistake? We then drink a little, she wants to go out but I convince her it's too late and I'm shit tired. I have a feeling I'm losing my frame.

In bed, I get really turned on by her cuddling up to me and try to start escalating. She doesn't really seem into it though. She says something about me being tired but still wanting to fuck. I tell her she just turns me on like fuck, but I can feel the ground slipping at this point. The statement feels like supplication. She says I don't need it that badly and I agree, after which she just cuddles up to me. I turn away from her after some time and fall asleep without any body contact - I don't know if that is a legit attempt at regaining the frame or just me being butthurt again.

That was two days ago.

So what kind of advice am I looking for now?

I know I've fucked this up way too much to salvage it, and the only proper solution is permanent next. We're both moving out of the country in a few months, so this won't drag along for too long and I'll allow myself to experiment with the situation a bit more to learn from it and because I'm a sucker for her charm. I don't want any help with that though.

What I need is answers to two questions:

1) How do I manage my feelings better in the future?

I'm quite the emotional guy, and I think I'll never reach a point where I won't develop any feelings for a great girl I meet. There is something truly entrancing about this sinking, burning feeling in your stomach I only get with very few women, and I think I wouldn't want to miss that. What I don't like however is the loss of control over my actions and my frame. In the past, I used to fuck things up even more royally - this was actually the first time I even got laid in the presence of such intense feelings. Next time I meet a girl that triggers them, I want to be prepared.

Do you guys (especially the more emotional ones) have any strategies of dealing with such intense emotions? I know the basic relationship rules, and I usually am quite strictly executing them, but the problem is these feelings will overwrite them and make it hard for me to be reasonable. I want to change that.

2) What the fuck is she doing?

I really don't get this chick, and the mixed signals drive me crazy. I really want to understand what the hell she is doing, and if/how I triggered part of it. I know where I've gone wrong basically (too needy, didn't respect relationship rules at all), but next time I meet a girl like her I want to have a better, detailled understanding so I can manage to establish a better, proper relationship to really enjoy an awesome woman.

Here are some of the things that confuse me:

- It is always her re-initiating and pushing for a meet. I usually don't contact her for days or even weeks in a row (I do that with most of my chicks... I just text them when I want to meet up). She's already pushed for a next meet yesterday.

- I'd fucking accepted that this was over, and just then she pushes the whole thing towards a sexual vibe again, just to stop me right before things would get heated.

- I have a certain feeling that she just wants to know that she could have me, but I don't get why she would invest so much time in something as stupid as that.

- I know she does truly dig spending time with me, but why doesn't she just put me into the orbiter drawer for real? She has shitloads of them anyway! Am I just in a very unique spot between attractive alpha and needy AFC that keeps her undecided as well??

- did I just meet my master at these kind of frame games? Is her keeping me guessing just a more advanced form of courtship and do I just lack the skills and balls to push through it? I admit I am slightly intimidated by it.

- (...should I not overanalyze this?)

0--- · Apr 2, 2023

AR: I'm A Small Fish in a Big Pond Now

(this is just about a make-out - if that doesn't qualify for action report, pls change it )

So... I've recently moved to a big city. At some point I might reveal what city it is and discuss some of my quandaries, but for now just know that I've always lived in small towns and this is a new experience for me.

Today, there was the first meeting of what is going to be my main social circle.

Venue 1

I arrive and it is immediately clear to me that they are more posh and "classy" that I am used to. This is bad news, because I generally don't like these "very posh" (we are talking "top talents" aka rich kids in terms of today's human resource world) circles, cuz I'm just a middle class kid from a very small city. Not my kinda crowd, but I've got the social skills to deal with that.

I do my thing, get to know some people and stay relatively calm (absolutely not alpha) in venue 1. I drop the names from my CV I have to drop to buy some respect from these people, and pretty much don't talk to girls. Objective nr. 1 is to find some drinking buddies that I can go out with during the next few months. Social circle thing.

Venue 2 (bar)

Alright. Some of these people aren't all that bad, some guys seem like they will be fucking fun. Good times. Some drinking games ensue, and I can talk english. I know I've got some people in my bag by now with my usual fuckup persona (I always come across best in English, nope not my 1st language). I start introducing myself to the girls in the (large) group, and drop some of my banter and basically showcase my personality.

However: it's not that easy. There is one very posh chick - the objectively hottest one in the group - who gives me shit. Here's an example:

Her: "are you from Greece?"

Me: "Yeah, I am. Mykonos, baby." (not true, total bullshit)

Her: "No, I mean, are you from the movie?" (Grease - I get that sometimes from posh people when my hair is long, given my general style)

Me: (I don't remember what I said, I just deflected this)

She gives me more shit during the drinking game when at some point I point to her thinking it's her turn in the drinking game, but she isn't playing (socially a slight fuck up of mine, but well - who cares??????). I just give her a very bewildered look and move on. I decide she's a bitch and deserves none of my attention - this is no voodoo "neg" game, but I am simply not attracted to women like this, no matter how physically attractive they may be. Fuck her.

One girl asks me a genuinely interested question about something I wear, I give her some banter and a delayed honest answer which displays some of the more interesting parts of my life story (not going to share here).

We keep on drinking and I befriend some of the more easily accessible and less posh guys.

Venue 3 (Club)

On the way to the club, the interested girl somehow is walking with me. I wanna get a smoke and tell her to move ahead but she sticks with me. IOI much? She's quite hot - tho not the hottest of the group physically - and her personality seems attractive to me. Good.

I move on and after some shenanigans we get inside the club. Realizations:

- Whoa. I really am a small town boy. The music here is shittier than what I am used to, but the people are more stylish and the chicks are wayyy hotter than what I know from back home (and I come from a country known for its hot girls).

- dammit, it is wayyyy too crowded. I am having a hard time with this. No space to move! Can't even dance socially just for the fun!

- as I said, people are more stylish: that means more competition, and I really feel like I am just some chode. I need a haircut right now! At the same time, I gotta say I am not that attracted to these chicks. Simply takes more than looks for me to be interested. The 0--- is not impressed enough to be put out of the game.

- dammit, that is exactly why I chose to come here! I don't want to get stuck at my level! When I am thirty, I want to be at Nick's level, I want to be where cosy was when I first read his shit, I want to be where Teevster was already when the sunufa was still a teenager!! I came here (not least) to develop! I used to be a big fish in a small pond, now it is time to own the big pond!!!! (gotta say it struck a chord when some of you guys named me for "newcomer o.t. yr" in that other thread, and said you hoped I didn't get stuck on my level or sth like that!!! Love you all!)

I spend some time dancing with the guys but they are boring me. I eject and some chick hits me up saying "my girlfriend over there finds you really hot blablabla" (yeah, sometimes game for me is too easy because I am good-looking). I tell her "yeah let me get my drink and I might come over". Of course I can't find them when I finally get my drink, but such is the pain of committing to not chasing. Whatever.

I find the group again. "Interested girl" from before is dancing with some chode. He is really putting in his all. His hands up and down her body, all the works. I ignore that, and just give her some eye contact here and there. It is so on, and the poor sod doesn't even realize he stands no chance. I make no move. Just dance with the group, including posh bitch who seems to be finding no man (haha, serves her right). At some point, I give a spin or two to one of the chicks, but posh girl pulls her away (seriously, grow up kiddo).

At some point, chode lets interested girl free for a second. Don't remember this exactly, but a few seconds later I am dancing with her. I pull her away from the group. Some more sensual dancing ensues quite quickly (I've posted about how I do this dancing escalation before, but if somebody wants a run-down pls let me know - quite standard stuff). Quite soon, we are running our hands down each other's bodies, and very close to kissing. She resists my (very subtle) kiss attempts very firmly though. No problem. This is social circle game - to be expected.

We end up back with the group and some social dancing ensues where she dances with some guy I've never seen but she seems to know. I let her do her thing. When she is free for more than a few seconds, I grab her again. 2-3 moves, pull her away again. Pull her away from the group for good. Dance some more. Breathing on her neck and all the good stuff.

Try to pull her off the dance floor. Hand in hand:

Me: "Come with me... oh, wait, this is towards the dance floor. I gotta get off this floor."

(yeah I was drunk. But she followed me despite me clearly fucking up directions by virtually 180 degrees hahaha!)

I pull her towards the exit. She gives me a few lines amounting to this:

Her: "I am going to see you again soon. This shouldn't (and won't be) be happening"

I agree with her verbally (can you believe that is all it takes to disarm such a statement???!). Some blablabla. I know I won't pull her tonight and this is going to be slow game (social circle ... that's just how it is...). Some back and forth. Finally:

Me: "Ok I am leaving now. Say good bye to me. Properly."

I kiss her. Make-out ensues. Continues for 5 minutes. She says:

Her: "You tricked me!"

Me: "Just wanted to say goodbye properly"

Her: "I can't believe this is happening. This is the first night blblablablablalb"

Me: (suppresses the urge to say something like "welcome to my life" and just kisses her again)

Passionate make-out for a little more. Breathe on her neck, really sexual vibe. Then I eject, say goodbye and go home.

Then I write this.

I am so going to make it in this city.

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- okay. I've really arrived in the big life now. I can survive and prosper here.

- I had to do this move, because I am intrinsically lazy. Hopefully, the big city is going to make me push myself enough to become really, really good. Right now, I am just "not that bad".

- Another one that I will lay within reasonable time. Gotta have patience. Gotta not chase. Gotta be discrete. It'll be worth it.

- I love you guys.

2023 PS: If I remember correctly, I fucked this girl for half a year later in a nice FB setup

0--- · Apr 2, 2023

LR: Fucking in the middle of the street

Told you I'm horny these days!

tl;dr:

- meet a group of chicks in the reception of my hostel and go out with them

- they are all into me, give me compliments all night, so I girl-code which one I want

- I end up banging her in the middle of the street on the hood of a car while people are walking by

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I fly to [European Capital] to visit a few friends and party with them for a few nights. I stay in a hostel in the middle of the bar district because I can't stay with them. I meet them on the first night and find out that they don't really have the time to party: I end up going home to my hostel early in the night - bad planning and communication! However, those kind of things have never really stopped me from having a great time. I decide to not call it a night yet, grab my laptop and sit down in the reception hall.

There is a large group of girls with two guys sitting on the sofas next to me. They are drinking and laughing loudly. I do not approach them but just sit there fucking around on the internet. After a while, one of the guys shouts over to me and asks me for my name. I answer, get into a conversation and move over to sit with them. They are roughly ten girls, most of whom are unfuckable, but one tiny blonde with a tight little body and nerdy glasses catches my attention. Definitely doable. Turns out the guy who called me over just met them tonight as well. I bond with him over the topic of travelling, and we have a fun night drinking and getting to know everybody.

Pretty soon, the girls straightforwardly tell me they think I am ridiculously hot, and keep giving me compliments. I try to play that down a bit because it is really a bit too much. The travelling guy tells me that the cute blonde is his target and I should keep my hands off her, but I can see that he is getting nowhere. The night gets late quite quickly, and I take the blonde's number to meet up with the group the next day and go to bed.

The next day, I meet up with several friends during the day, and in the evening I get some beers with a friend I haven't seen in years. I text the blondie to find out where they are and we join them. My friend has model looks so they eat him up as well. The traveller guy is not with them anymore - he kinda lost their interest when it turned out he'd vomited in his bathroom the night before. For the rest of the night, I just have fun with the group. I give the blondie a few spins and show off some salsa moves with the girl who dances best. Other than that, I drink and shoot the shit with them and my friend. Most of the chicks are fat and ugly, but they are hilarious and great fun, so I enjoy the night. I make no moves to escalate on anyone, because we sleep at the same place anyway. I just cement my status as "the cool, hot guy" by, well, being me.

At some point late in the night after two bars and three clubs, we make it back to the hostel. A few people, including blondie, two more girls and the only guy of the group, stay up to have some more beers. While we are all smoking outside, I make my first move: standing above her while she's sitting and everybody is talking, I give her a long, strong eyecontact.

Translation: "You're the one. You get to fuck me tonight."

She holds my eyecontact with kind of a trance-like look on her face. I repeat this twice.I can see that she is getting wet right there. Nobody else notices this. As we are going in, there is a brief moment where the two of us are standing in the entry of the hostel and nobody can see us. She turns back to me to say something, and I give her a short peck on her mouth to let her know that she read me right. Then I push her inside where we join the others.

We sit down on the couches and I make sure that blondie sits next to me. We bullshit some more and at some point I put my arm around her lower waist, without changing the conversation.

Translation: "Girls, you'll have to give the two of us some privacy soon"

The conversation continues. Unnoticed by the others, I start grabbing her ass a little bit, and let my fingers run down between her ass cheeks to get close to her pussy.

Translation: "Now is the time."

She starts touching my belly openly. At this point, the others start to leave for a smoke. As soon as they are outside, I pull her on me and kiss her. She responds hungrily, and we start running our hands up and down each other's bodies while making out furiously. I put her hand down my pants and she starts stroking my cock.

Me: "Where do you want to do this?" (nod towards toilet)

Her: "People are going to hear us in here. Outside!"

So I take her hand and pull her outside. The others are smoking right outside the entrance, so I stop and have some short conversation with them. Then I nod toward the street corner and say something about how we should smoke over there and just walk away without looking back. Blondie follows behind me, and as soon as we are around the corner, I grab her and make out with her again. Her hands are down my pants again and I finger her through her pants. I pull her around one more street corner, find a slightly darker entrance and wall-slam her into it. She starts breathing heavily as I open her pants put my hand down her panties and start fingering her. She pulls my hard cock out of my pants. With my free hand, I pull out a condom. Then I slap it on while she takes off her pants and panties and throws them on the floor.

She sits me down so I sit with my back towards the door and my legs stretched out on the sidewalk. Then she sits down on my cock and takes it all in at once. She starts riding me like a champ, while I just sit there, enjoy and look around a bit. The sun has started to rise and people are already walking in these streets on their way to work. I can see somebody crossing the street ten meters away. She flinches a little bit at the sound of footsteps, but I tell her:

Me: "It doesn't matter. Nobody knows us here, and this is an experience we will both never forget!"

She gives me this entranced look again and continues riding me, getting closer to climax. I grab her ass and start moving her up and down hard. I put a finger deep inside her ass and feel my cock pound her through the thin wall between her asshole and her pussy. Then, I grab her legs, lift her up and put her down on the hood of the car that has kept us out of view until now. It is hot as fuck! She is lying there with her legs spread in plain sight of anyone looking out of a window or just looking down the street. I enjoy the view briefly, then I push my cock deep inside of her, put her legs over my shoulders and start plowing her. I bow down to whisper in her ear:

Me: "Scream, let it all out!"

So she starts moaning loudly as I fuck her harder and harder. I am having a bit of trouble of getting close to my orgasm, so this goes on for longer than I expected. As I am nearly nailing her at full speed, I hear steps behind me. I fix her eyes and say "It doesn't matter." and just keep fucking her. A guy walks right past us pretending not to notice while I am railing her like there is no tomorrow just one or two meters from him. As he turns around the next street corner, I am finally getting close to orgasm. I speed up my rhythm a little bit. Her moans get shorter and louder. Then we both cum at the same time as I grab her firmly and push my cock deep inside her one last time.

Still lying under me on the hood of the car, she whispers in my ear:

Her: "You are so bad!"

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Few afterthoughts:

- I am not going to lie: much of what happened in this lay way based on my looks. My looks alone made the entire group of girls feel that I am higher value than them, and idolize me in a way. Just keep in mind that I did not get laid at all 5 years ago because my style, haircut and body language did not communicate "hot guy" to anyone, despite the same physique as today.

- I am pretty happy with the way I sub-communicated in the second night, using just eye contact and body language to get the group out of the way and seal the deal. Obviously, no attraction game was needed at that point, but I have a tendency of talking too much and doing too much (make-out, kino) in general. This was absolutely minimal and pure efficiency. That felt damn hot!!

- Recently, I have had pretty damn good sex with one night stands! I guess I have reached a new level of being comfortable with my sexuality or something. In any case, that is great!

- Have I ever mentioned that public sex is one of my biggest turn-ons? Well this was hot as fuck and definitely in my top ten!

I know this report is not very educative because I did very little, but to me it was quite a learning experience. Playing the value game and pulling only very few, very select sniper moves felt almost like I was creating a little piece of art. I hope some of that feeling came across and inspired or taught somebody.

Please share your thoughts and reactions!!

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