Year: 2014

5th December 2012,

For the past few weeks, I publish my field reports and some reflections about the pickup on my Facebook, just to see what the girls will say. Most of the men hide that they study seduction, it seems to be a logical idea because the discretion pays but… I noticed that some girls are very very interested by this subject. It is, for example, the case of Chacha.

I met that girl 5 years ago, a year it had snowed and I gone out for a walk. I bumped (metaphoric language) into young people of my parents’ district and we made a snowman. One of the girls who were present added me on FB, we talked online something like once or twice but nothing more in five years. Except that, she used my texts as an excuse to talk to me (without assuming that speaking about sex turns her on). « Where do you find all that bullshit? »

SELECTS EXCERPTS :

ME : It is nevertheless the censored version
I remember when we met, it snowed and I was something like 18 years old
Are you shocked at what I write ?
SHE : And me I was something like 15…! I’m not shocked at what you write, but at the arrogance with which you write!!! You don’t even look scrupulous !
—–
SHE : I don’t know, if I had such a behavior, I would at least not have the audacity to mention it out loud, like “riotous living and assuming”
ME : I got my driver’s licence really late, at 21 I guess ! This fact makes me appreciate my car so much and making love in the car also
SHE : Oh yeah, in a car, I don’t really like it…
—–
SHE : Lol yeah I got it… And when she doesn’t get out of the car, what do you do?
ME : Well, in this case, I kiss her
Not only with my mouth but also with my hands (this is why the temperature inside rises very quickly)
Some condensation appears
And she takes off her bra
But yeah, you do not do it often
Do you do it?
And if the guy doesn’t kiss you, what do you do ?
SHE : What are you talking about when you say “do you do it?”? Euh it depends on the boy if I had a great evening I take the initiatives otherwise I leave
—–
SHE : Yeah I am rather that kind of girl : when I cannot be invented, it forces to be creative
ME : Delighted to read that you are a creative girl
SHE : Ahah I didn’t say that !
I’m doing some babysitting, I’m bored and I just read your last post… lol
ME : Ahah you didn’t say the opposite neither!
Creative as to how we choose cute underwear lol
SHE : Lol we can say that but I am not going to talk about this kind of thing with a stranger
ME : Oh, really, am I the stranger ?
SHE : Ahah yeah you are, at the moment
ME : In any case, I like the “at the moment”, because I am always delighted to speak with new people then… after 5 years : it was time. It’s not like if we had to start from scratch : we made all the same a snowman together
SHE : Lol, “speak with new people” makes me smile, yeah, it is clear that  a very strong link unites us!!!
ME : yeah, we have to start somewhere ^^
SHE : It is essential !
ME : cool, when do you wanna start ?
SHE : When you want !
ME : Sooner rather than later, right? In any case at the moment I have a lot of spare time. Well, I give you my number, let’s use it wisely 06 XX XX XX XX.

So here we were, she sent me a message the same evening and we arranged a date, today at 3:30 pm. She arrived late, me too, nice. We spoke about a lot of things, she is interesting, she talks sometimes very slowly, it is funny. This chick looks smart ! She has beautiful green eyes and she is really thin, sexy, has a lot of charm (She has cat eyes moreover one of my buddies calls her « Catwoman »). In brief, I like her, she is pleasant, she turns me on just through her presence.

I asked if she would have liked that I tried to pick her up 5 years ago, she told me yes, I suspected it. I asked her if she liked me with my glasses, she said « yeah you’re cute ». I asked her « and without ? », she answered « yeah you’re cute too ». I knew that I was going to succeed at this moment. We a went to the mall because I needed gloves because I was cold and because I squatted in her. I found 5 euros on the ground, I was fortunate.

Suddenly, only 15 minutes remaining before her last bus and she was cold so I told her « I know a warm place, not far away » And I leaded her to the hall of my building. We spoke, she was distant and everything… I put myself against a wall, she did the same after 3 minutes. I told her « well…
– You leave ? (gave me her cheek to say goodbye – wasn’t assuming the latent sexual tension)
– No, it is you who is going to leave (avoid her cheek and go on her lips). » Kiss. I believe that we gain in value when we dare to kiss them, like that, a little bit by surprise in a spontaneous and natural way. In any case, in this kind of situations, you should never let the girl leave without at least trying to smack her.

Then, I walked her to her bus, she told me that she would tell to her parents) that she has « working at the library ». I think that I will suggest her revising with me this WE, we will see. May the God of the Game be with you !

Kikiss !

5th December 2012,

On Monday, I had to go to the LMDE to renew my student health insurance. On the spot, I took the ticket number 25 while they called the 14. I thus waited during almost one hour ! To kill time, I looked for a bullshit I could do with my cell phone… I sent some jokes to buddies, wrote obscene things to girls and suddenly thought of a friend to whom I speak again on Facebook since five or six days. I had met this girl when I was in a relationship and, strangely, she didn’t really liked the fact that I have a girlfriend so we didn’t go farther. I suggested meeting her at about 4 pm.

We had a drink in the bar IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE (I had no idea in mind), it was cool. She had a black pullover which tempted me to pass my hands below and a jeans which made her look good : I am sure that she lost 8 or 11 pounds since last year … Cool, I was right to wait! Her family eats at 7 pm so at 6:20 pm I walked her back to her bus. Because it rained, she protect me under her purple umbrella (everybody has a defect). On our way, I put my arm around her size, she seemed to appreciate. She told me that I was too much tall and that she had to hold her umbrella too high so I took it and I put it only over me, to tease her. It was really the first time that someone told that I am too much tall, it is her who is short in reality, I guess she is 5ft3 even a little less … In brief, her bus was going to leave so I just gave her a kiss then sent the ritual text message « I am sure that we can do better than that.
– Yes, for sure !
– Cool, next time we put the tongue.
– Ah well, yes of course.
– Saturday? » Because we had spoken a lot about movies, we agreed to go to the cinema.

9:30 pm on Tuesday, Comme des frères with friend Nico Duveauchelle. This movie is nice but is not worth 9€ unless we can take advantage of it to touch up a friend. Fortunately, we caressed during 1h48. Anecdote, there is a passage which takes place in Aix where the heroes park place des Augustins (forbidden access by car in reality), circulate in the pedestrian streets, it’s a shame. Other incoherence: they walk Rue de la Verrerie, turn an angle and arrive on the Cours Mirabeau. I noted others but I forgot… Anyway, it bothered me that they present Aix by night as a boring and dead city while it is cool in really. 11 pm, at the end of the movie, she seemed to be in a hurry to go out. On our way back, we arrived at a crossroads « Hey, where do you go, it is there that I am parked.
– Yeah but it is there that I live.
– You do not walk me to my car ? 🙁
– Are you sure that you want to leave now ?
– Yes because tomorrow I have sport at 9 am and I am tired and blah blah blah » I didn’t insisted, anyway her decision was already taken : she did not want to be seen as an easy girl. She wants me to desire her. I agreed to play the game, but no more three dates, she should not exaggerate, there are limits to everything. At the moment, I practice a lot the pickup in two phases: have a drink + at my place. But in three steps it is correct too… If I had insisted heavily, I would have lost my value because I would have passed in mode needy. In this case, I remained imperturbable and it is her who wondered if she made the right choice. Well, I turned her on in the elevator of the parking, then against her car, so that she thinks about it all night long and does not resist the next time. « Good night, my cat.
– Miaow. No, I will go out I now. » She was surprised.

Arnaud had proposed me an aperitif at his place with Hafid : I didn’t see them for a while, so I was interested. We talked about ass, about piercings to the tongue and other fascinating subjects like Nolwenn Leroy. Hafid texted with girls, so we joined them in a bar.

I opened some sets there by introducing me as Batman to girls who wore ears of cat (Catwoman), I asked a chick who came back from the changing room why she had not left with it her other clothes and I made other jokes which show that I am a really mature guy !

I am in my period of « contextual openings », for example later in a club, in the queue of the changing room girls danced and passed people. I asked them if it was the dance to pass people easily, they answered me yes, then I asked if I could play with them, and they answered yes again. Later, a girl had some vapor on her glasses so I teased her. Having said that, in the club, once the opener past, I did not feel exhilarated. I even felt like powerless. As a result, with Hafid, we went out to get some fresh air and we went to the club on the opposite side, just to enjoy a new start.

We have stolen glasses on the counter then we went next to the bouncer so that he believes that we consume expensive things. Me, I didn’t drink alcohol for 15 days, I want to try during at least one month the food method I read in Unlimited power (the principle is to wash your body of all the shit which we gulp down daily, to have more energy). We then positioned in a stopping-off place just to make eye contacts … Later, Arnaud joined us and pushed me to approach. Arnaud is very cool because he is always ready, always volunteer and never demotivated. He is cool, I didn’t want to disappoint him. As a result, we started hunting there.

I passed in front of  a group in a corner where the music was not too loud then I tried to hear what a girl said when I saw that her friend was looking at me « I try to understand what she says…
– She tries to reject this guy but with 10 drinks in the blood it is not easy… » I observed during the time she talked to me that she had totally turned the back to her group, had bent towards me and had crossed her feet (wanted to stay). We spoke a little, intense look, then her friends left and she left too with nevertheless an hesitation. Hafid asked me « what did you do ?
– I dunno. » As a result, when I saw her again I told her a funny and cocky thing « When you will be fed up to with being with your friends, come to see me.
– When you will be fed up with being with your buddies, come to see me.
– I’m fed up. » But she left again with her friends.

« Fuxelife, I understand nothing » I said to Hafid « I am going to try my luck for good.
– Well if you kiss her, I leave, I’m tired ». I didn’t think that he would do it so I went back to hunt. I saw her, and with a sign of the hand I asked her to come (I love doing so). She did and surprised me « I looked for you…
– Me too. What’s your name ?
– Marine.
– Marine, I will tell you a secret… some people say that I am a good kisser. » Believe me or not but she broke eye contact and started leaving with this facial expression « what’s that ? An idiot?! » So I caught her by the arm to explain her that it was more a joke than something else and kissed her without debate. The problem was that we didn’t have a lot to say to each other at first, then I decided to stop talking, to oblige HER feeding the conversation (to show her interest) « What do you do for a living ? ».

After a while, she decided to go out to smoke. I accompanied her and once outside, we better spoke. I discovered that she is very funny and very nice and everything. She wanted to go back home because it was like 4 am but I told her that we could go back to the warmth in the club at first. There, I turned her on, she raised the leg spontaneously then I made comings and goings to excite her. You are so delicate, Fabrice. She then showed an infinite wisdom « anyway, it is not my job which is going to change the world.
– What do I have to understand ?
– Understand that if you look for a place where to sleep, I live at 2mn30… » I had to think about it because I balanced the pros and the cons : at my place there were condoms / but it was not sure that she would want to come. Then I decided to do not take any risk and to go to her place : it is always better than going back home and masturbating.

She told me that I was the first male to come at her home since she move to Aix (at the end of August). As a consequence, it was strange that I penetrate there so easily, well, it was not the moment to ask too many questions and maybe she was just in lack of sex. Her cat adopted me right away (like all the cats). She had condoms « the sensation of wearing nothing », I tested it and I concluded that it was better than the condoms I usually buy. We did it 4 or 5 times. So, I had all my time to learn more about the princess.

A blue-eyed (but not insipid eyes) brunette : she looked a little bit like Misha Cross (it seduced me), big tits which persuaded me wrongly  that she was a little bit fat while she has a flat stomach. She looks to have a lot of money, so cool. She practices taekwondo, so I have to pay attention to what I say… One more who smokes after making love (it is because I too much make them warm I think). By leaving, I gave her my Facebook and she just added me as a friend. We can meet again, it was nice.

Otherwise, at the moment I talk to my neighbor by text messages : she is sexy and has a mystic side which excites me a lot, like if she could unzippe my pants by the thought. Well, I have a date in the afternoon, we’ll see. And to finish the list of the festivities, a buddy gave me an account AUM which still works for free… God bless him (and may the god of the Game be with you) !

Zou bisou bisou.

1st December 2012,

I’ve got a good and a bad news. The good news it’s that I’ve been blowed. The bad news it’s that it’s by the girl of the last week, the one with whom I would like to go slowly. I really liked her so we kept in touch during all the week and I made a considerable effort to go out this evening. Why a considerable effort ? Because I endured a nasty pharyngitis all week long and I just returned to my normal temperature (I was hooooooooooooooot) ! You know me, I believe that no pain no pain and that the efforts are rewarded…

Except that during this second DATE… I liked her less. Not the character eh (she still made me laugh a lot), but I dunno if it is because she was dressed differently or something like that but physically I liked her less. I am less sure of my crush. Finally, I say to myself that maybe it is because I idealized her since last Saturday and because, necessarily, a return to reality hurts … Let’s be clear, she is still attractive but, I dunno, the euphoria of the meeting had probably dissipated.

In brief, we ate a crêpe and I spilt some sugar on my jacket. Then we went to my place so that I wipe with a wet sponge then as she carried a big bag, I told her that she could put it in a corner and get it back when leaving. Except that once my coat was wet, it was necessary to wait that it dries. So, I turned her on against the wall of the kitchen. After a while, I removed her pullover, just for clarification. I then leaded her to the corridor, taked off her shirt. « What are you doing ?
– I’m taking off your shirt. »

Gradually, we roamed up to my bedroom then she made a little resistance by hanging on to the door. I asked her if she had a problem, she answered « it depends on what you planned to do ». I explained that I wanted to take my time with her, that there was no need to be in hurry but that I wanted to take advantage of the time she was there because later I was not going to see her during 3 weeks because of her studies of medicine. I was sincere. Except that, in my opinion, it had the effect of accelerating things : that’s it, the famous logic of the chicks…

We kissed on my bed and sealed the deal (who still says « seal the deal » ? Me !), I removed her bra and she warned me « there is a thing I am OK to do, but I want that we close the door. » I had already told her that my roommate was in Amsterdam but it was not the moment to discuss « Yeah, yeah, if you want ». She closed with great difficulty the door because she was excited then opened my pants and get down to work.

I had the right to an original blowjob : I dunno what she really does with her hand, some fingers caressed my testicles whereas her other hand turned around my anus. Any stupid boy probably told her that it was a good idea to do so. I had the fear that she pushes a finger in my rectum. Fortunately, she just caressed.  Otherwise, it was good … I have some other anecdotes which need to be told about this blowjob : I ejaculated approximately one liter but she did not notice that I had finished. Then, she asked me a lot of advices. It is there that it RANG a bell in my head: this girl looks for a mentor. A guy who is going to teach her full of tricks and simply give her orgasms. She killed two birds with one stone. I believe that I have just signed a contract of « Sex instructor » : the first lesson was free my darling, but next time you are going to get value for money ! Otherwise, I like this girl. I just walked her to the taxi.

I think I’m going to play to Starcraft now. May the God of the Game be with you.

24th November 2012,

I’m not saying that I want to be in a relationship because I know the important thing is to not get carried away (but we can get girls to relax). However, I met a girl with whom I think that could be cool. Yeah, you read well : I felt a very special connection between us, and she fills all my criteria … Then why not give it a try ?! I enough messed around anyway…

I set the stage : two months that we talk on FB (the power of poke), I told her everything, even about my blog of seduction she has almost read. During this period, I passed her the buck twice (because of laziness… I am scandalous) and she shouted at me. It is by telling me to fuck off that she become more important to me … What a girl of character to dare to reframe me this way ! In brief, I fought to negotiate a last chance.

I had to join her at the closure of the library at about 7pm to go having a drink. I knew that, if I cancelled again at the last moment or something, she would next me forever and I would miss something… I went with the idea to kiss her directly on the mouth instead of giving kisses on the cheek. On my way, some thoughts crossed my mind, « what if she is ugly ? and what if she doesn’t like me ? etc. » I said to myself that it is not normal that after the number of date in which I went, I still feel nervous. Will I feel nervous all my life before dates ?

At the time of acting, I didn’t feel in me the Mojo, so I kissed her on the cheeks, next to her lips, it was quite strange but funny… We walked a moment and our fingers touched although it does not sound like me then we settled comfortably in a nice bar (She gulped three mojitos while explaining me that because of her studies of medicine she does not go out often). She speaks a lot, but make me laugh. She is the daughter of doctors (Orthodontist and dentist), she doesn’t show off but has money. Studious 19-year-old medical student, she is tall, hot : flat stomach but endowed with breasts perfectly proportioned to my hand and a nice ass, long curly strawberry blonde hair which give her an angelic side, she has a face not classic but attractive (aquiline nose), clear blue eyes. In brief: full of charm. What more could one want ?

More I stuck with her, more I had difficulty in keeping a cool head and in developing a strategy of seduction. It was feeling… we even ate at Flunch. I love simple girls like that. She stuffed my chicken because I do not eat meat anymore. Needs that I explain you my new diet … In fact at the moment I’m reading Unlimited Power by Anthony Robbins and this book made me aware of some important things, it downright convinced me to change my lifestyle. Then, here we are, I understood the importance of the food. As a result, I try a special cure in order to boost my body and my mental. Am I going to hold out?

The last bus to go to her friend’s home (she said she wanted to sleep at her place) was at 8:55pm but she called to ask if it was possible that she stayed with me a little bit more. To me, it was more than an indicator of interest : a green light. Getting out of the « restaurant », it was cold so that I told her I knew a secret place, not far away, where it is warmer and without wind : I walked her to my place without really saying it.

She asked me if I had something to drink… because I had nothing : I pushed her against the wall and kissed her without answering. Then we caressed each other during 2 hours, easy ! I told her that I wanted her so much but that I preferred to see her again, in order to do it in the good way.  Because she read blog, she knows all my techniques, and I didn’t want her to be just another « one shot »… I didn’t want that she think I am a pervert who handled her. May the God of the doggystyle forgive me.

I say to myself that I have to stop being so superficial and maybe giving a chance to this girl to be the first to make me fall in love. After all, I think that I look for what everybody is looking for : a love that consumes me : laughter, passion and maybe a little danger.

To leave her, I walked her to the taxis and we kissed, a kiss of an inconceivable purity. So good. It was incredible, it was worthy of a movie with Julia Roberts. Moreover, with her lip balm, it hydrates me, hmm, it is a really pleasant sensation. I still heard in my head the voice of a group who walked down the street next to us and who said « we just see this kind of kisses in a cinema… » Now she is back to Marseille for the week, I am over the moon while waiting to see her again next week <3 I’m probably ridiculous when I talk like that but I don’t care ! What well-being !!!

The wind is shifting. May the God of the Game be with you.

3rd November 2012,

The manual of the man who misses the inevitable :

Chapter 1 : put your phone in silence mode when the girl that want you to doggystyle works at night and wants to join you after her job. Twice. (I did it last Saturday and I did it again on Wednesday,  fuxelife).

Chapter 2 : reject the girl you want to doggystyle when she asked you for a DATE during her free evening, Because you decided that it was more productive to watch l’Arnacoeur with Romain Duris and Vanessa Paradis (yesterday but, in my defense, it is a great movie).

This evening, I FINALLY stopped playing the unbearable guy (the hard to get hard) and went out in order to drink a chocolate with the miss Cucarrachas (I already wrote something about her the other day). Seriously : I dunno how she stand me, I would  almost have self-nexted… When I arrived : she was already a little bit drunk (WITHOUT ME, WHAT NERVE) and wasn’t bored because she knows all the waiters of almost all the bars (IT IS SEXY I GUESS, THE SOCIAL PROOF, EVEN ON WOMEN). Sometimes I say to myself that, if I was a waiter in a nice club or something, motherfucka how many naughty girls I would take doggystyle effortlessly (THE TIP).

In brief, we talked a little bit, we played footsie a lot, then we ate a pizza and she told me she was looking for a place to change before going to work. Innocent question ? I don’t think so… « You are in luck, darling, I have an apartment, and moreover not far ». Arrived in my secret base, I feigned a power failure (because the darkness is appropriate to rapprochement) but after 5 minutes I push her on the switch and everything was illuminated… « Ah well, hmm, it’s fixed obviously ! »

In the process, she changed in front of me (what an Indicator Of Interest) then I asked her why she was getting dressed because I was going to undress her in few minutes. One thing leading to another, we made it twice before she leaves late for her JOB. A short time in the missionary position on my bed so that our bodies get acquainted and a wilder doggystyle on the sofa. She made me laugh when her boss called her during the sexual intercourse « Yes, I am almost here, I am in the street right now, if I am breathless it is because I walk fast ».

She then asked me to walk her to the club but, fuxelife, it was too cold outside. Well, I did it, contrary to expectation, because I am too nice… So, she comes back after work, at 6pm. I checked that my phone was not in mute in order to « fully » investigate the issue. Anyway, the barmaid, checked.

I kiss you on the boobs and if you do not have tits, I shake your hand. May the God of the Game be with you.

1st November 2012,

I broke my phone yesterday. I wanted to cry. Still in a bad mood, I missed my bus this morning and walked in a puddle.  I thought « Fuxelife ». But, fortunately, a little human being restored my faith in the humanity.

So, I was chatting about this and that with this chick via FB : common friends, music. I watched her pictures and I my tongue touched the ground (her body has quite simply incredible proportions). Marylou and I had agreed on a meeting two days later but, during this interval, we didn’t stop chatting. The D-day, we had a date at 6:30 pm in Les Allées Provençales, I arrived late (of course) at 7 pm.

I walked her directly at Jules’s because I needed feminine advices about clothes then we had a drink in a famous lounge bar of the old town. She spoke about sex, TV shows and… her ex-boyfriend (!!!) she said she hated him (hum in my opinion she just wants to see a maximum of penises as a way to punish him, it is called bulimia post-relation). She paid my drink of muscatel wine, it was cool, she scored points. Then, we went to eat a pizza close by : I paid. Whereas I made demonstrations of high value, one of her best friends passed and Marylou called her (it proved me that she was not ashamed of me and that I shall doubtless doggystyle her without too many difficulties).

We stayed cool there, till 11 pm. The contact was tremendously good even if she is an mobile-addict. She was still talking about sex, she talked about her desire to do a threesome with her driving instructor and her best friend, she complained about girls who act like if they are afraid by dicks and even said something about her first sodomy… She started to flatter me and to enumerate my physical qualities and all these flatteries intended to make a bull become hard. I saw her sending a text message to one of our common friend, saying she liked me. Then, I told her that we had to pass at my place so I aerate my apartment. She stayed in the hall while I opened the windows. She asked me if I could drop her off at her home because there were not buses anymore. It was asked so friendly that I said yes.

Arrived in front of her building, she didn’t leave my car and we stayed till 1 am speaking (especially her, playing with her keys) then she told me very cool things like « I am good, I can be with men who have a cute smile when a lot of women are alone » and things more provocative like « you’ll never be as cute as Damon » (her fantasy). At this moment, she put the finger on something because my father and my grandfather were so much tall and handsome that I make a complex and consider myself as a failure. I maybe try to compensate, in a way, with the learning of seduction. Well, I am too old now for this teenager’s bullshit and I know that even if Damon is one of more beautiful guys of the earth, he would not have sex a lot if he had an attitude of depressive shit (and for the moment, she is with me, not him). It finally reinforced my vision of the seduction: a hot body without the good attitude it is not good, attitude without a hot body it’s much better… even better in some cases that attitude AND body… because it urges to go farther to compensate (cf. Gainsbourg).

Let us return to our lost sheep: my objective at this moment was to kiss her and to have a relation with this exciting goddess, I love this kind of girls. She represented the temptation. I thus kissed her, put my hand under her T-shirt and caressed her breasts and her neck. She said « I want to sit down on you, face to you » thus I moved back the seat of my car and she opened my pants. She started giving me a handjob then « I want to suck your dick » Then she took place on the other seat and went back to her task (it needs a lot of concentration). She said she had her period (I don’t know if it is true ?) so didn’t wanted me to take her nor to lick her pussy. Too bad for her.

She removed spontaneously her top saying it was warm here (I agreed), I love her tits, I opened her jean to enjoy her butt, I love her amazing butt. The car was full of vapor, cops and young idiots passed just next to us. I finished in her mouth after 30 minutes, then she said she was tired but that it was a « good fatigue ». This girl is awesome. If you wanna see what she looks alike, it’s obviously possible… Check « Audrey Hepburn » on Gogole and I swear she is her double (at 21 year old).

« Bon nouit », as an Erasmus whom I met recently would say … May the God of the Game be with you.

29th October 2012,

Hélène is a friend I met on MSN (quite a while already) and I didn’t see since three months… She texted me she wanted to come over at 4pm for a drink and came with a bottle of fruit juice. After a while, she asked if we could have a nap…Taken short, I answered yes. I was not in a really good mood so I didn’t see it coming. I didn’t understand that a remake of « Hélène et le garçon » was filmed in my own studio…

Seriously : I was tired so I really honestly wanted to sleep, but I suddenly felt her lips on my lips (my eyes were closed). I was not hostile to the idea of some pleasure with this goddess so I let myself be seduced. We kissed shyly and passionately … Then, I undressed her and turned her on with my underwear. « I have my periods, we can’t do anything » (SHE said that huuuuuuuuuu not me I specify) but after a while « OK, I can give you a handjob. » We started then she told me (she was lying I guess) she had to meet her mother at 6pm, so had to leave ASAP. I promised « I will finish quickly ». I did.

I am not a selfish man, I really wanted to give her some pleasure. I had to make her want to come back, she was so perfect to me. As a consequence, and without really asking her, I went down on her. She hadn’t her periods. I saw the pleasure rising in her. My fingers, my tong, my mouth were doing their job. She came only once, but it was better than nothing. This adventure made me want to become the king of the cunnilingus. It is so powerful when it is well done.

I noticed that she has little tits (it is no problem) but really nice ass (it is no problem either), while she got dressed again (I had not the opportunity to admire her before because she stayed more or less on the back from the beginning to the end of the act). If people like me have big arms, it is because too many starfishes like the missionary.

While I observed her covering her attractive perfectly flat and firm stomach, I wondered how a girl like her could find me attractive … The bottom line is, we have to do our best to become sex gods to improve our inner game.

May the God of the Game be with you.

28th October 2012,

I’m going through an existential crisis : I think it’s time to change my lifestyle. After the week-end of integration, I really want to stop alcohol (even if it was fun). Indeed, it makes us do stupid mistakes, then it destroys our bodies… and for what ? To feel a little bit more free than usual ? I mean, thanks to the Game, I already have more social freedom than the average, so why put myself through this ? I already do what I want without caring about what other people think so I’m now too old to say « it is because I was drunk that I did it… » Well, it happens sometimes, theses moments when I feel all the weight of the world on my shoulders… and then, a cutie smiles to me, and I see a possibility for a renewed life. It was the case : I had a date with a barmaid of one of the clubs of my town.

I met her on Thursday night, with Arnaud. She kissed me on the neck to say goodbye so I purposed her to come over and take a bath with me at my place but (strangely) she preferred that we met in town. It’s serious. Moreover, she called me that same Thursday night at 5am (so, if I think well, it was Friday morning) : it was noon when I saw the call, so I asked her if she wanted to visit my apartment, she answered yes, I asked her if she liked me, she answered no, I asked if she was passionate about real state… she answered that she liked me. So, after this interaction totally representative of the « logic of princesses » : we agreed to see each other again last night.

It was 7pm when I got out there and realized that I seemed condemned to finish as a frozen food Findus (but in good company) until she starts her work, that is to say 11:30pm. I then suggested her offering me an easy death by suffocating me between her enormous breasts. I wasn’t really in a mood for death, so instead, we had a drink , I was sexually aggressive, then she invited me in a Spanish restaurant, I was sexually aggressive again but I didn’t showed her  my Mexican hot pepper. She, obviously, tried to make me drunk with « cucarachas » then I walked her to her club. The heart warmed by the divine beverage, I said « 11:28pm… we do not have more than two minutes…
– Yeah, I wait that you push me against the wall and that you kiss me! » I don’t remember what provocation I answered but she threw herself on me. I really like girls like that, so I pay her here tribute if ever she reads me one day. You have to know that those who say « women like that are sluts » are men who would like it to happen to them, but when it happens to someone else, because they are jealous, they say « women like that are sluts » but if it was happening to them, they would say it was so cool. When girls criticize other girls for the same reason, it’s because they would like to have more social freedom, to do not give a shit about what other people think. So, because they are jealous, they say « women like that are sluts ». Of course, they lie to themselves, like it they wanted to justify to themselves not being able to do the same thing.

The barmaid then suggested me waiting 7am, that she finishes her work… at the moment, I didn’t realize that we were changing the hour thus I had to wait more than 8 hours. As a result, I said “OK” and I joined my buddies in the club to spend time. Thanks to her, I had free entrance, it was a good plan.

So bad, I came back home at 4am because I was too tired : I really wanted to wait for her watching a fucking movie but I felt asleep and my phone was in silent mode… I will try to be better next week.

May the God of the Game be with you !

7th October 2012,

Week-end of integration of my college, it was « legendary » : I put my life on the line by making wet a Corsican, I wrote on the butt of a girl with her red lipstick and many other madnesses. But let’s take it in order chronological: the afternoon of the first day, there was games of alcohol. That is to say events of a high intensity where we drink when we lose but also (and especially) when we win. I lost, and more I was losing, more I had to drink. And more I lost again, more I had to drink again (I remember having played basketball with my sneakers (in France, we says baskets) : I threw them in the basket and everything). I thus decided to stop the massacre and to socialize with every attractive freshman… I noticed one in particular, moulded well in her black tracksuit with white bands (not to quote any brand). We went back together to the camp (the games took place below on a ground of basketball).

Then, it was the moment when we floured the freshmen and the hour of the shower. With 10 grams, I think I used all the hot water and masturbated just to spend time. Then, I went out in search of a bullshit to be made: I saw a tube and the window of a bungalow opened. So, I sent the water. The noises of a Corsican who I did not like very much resound in all the camping. Impossible to retranscribe here her words by respect for your chaste ears but in my mind, it was like « BINGO, I ANNOYED HER WELL ». A 5ft09 crazy girl went out, naked, roaring and threatening all my family. I think I made a friend… again. Well, it is the cult anecdote of our WEI.

Proud as a king because I didn’t take any slap, I then proceeded to unforeseen visits in the bungalows of the girls. After having been rejected three or four times, I found one buddy particularly willing and well turned to me whom that it did not bother to receive me only wearing string/t-shirt. So, I proposed her a game … I don’t remember what exactly but still I eventually drew a squalid thing on her butt and gave her a kiss as a signature.

Afterward, in the disorder :
– A friend came to me, saying « I share my bungalow with a couple of the prom (that I shall not name by respect) and I pretended to sleep when they began fucking. I saw everything : Claire on the top, Claire on the bottom, Gauthier in Claire’s mouth (oops, I named them). »
– I was very fond of the drawing of an enormous cock on Julien’s stomach (a drunk guy of my prom), then I asked him his FB password and he gave it to me.
– A chinese buddy was so drunk : I put him some shaving foam on the hand and indicated him that he had an imaginary fly on the face then, he spread out the foam everywhere. Picture.
– Still with this foam, I filled the slippers of I do not know who.
– Note for myself, other things which I would like to do during the next WEI: make a knot with the hair of a girl (sleepy) in the bars of a bed AND put a plastic spider on her pillow for when she will wake up.

OK. The bell rang, it was FINALLY the hour of the soup … and on my way I saw again my beauty in tracksuit. I took her arm in arm even if I didn’t know her well : « You were lucky today.
– Why ?
– Because you met me. » She laughed. And we talked like if we were drunk people, enjoying drinks. I remember having fallen from my bench because I was drunk to the gills, she helped me to held up, then I kissed her as to thank her (yes, I have the hand over the heart). We continued to eat our mouths for a while, then we went to take sustenance of more edible food.

I saw one of my friend, Pierrot, who asked me « What do you drink ?
– Yes. » Thus, I continued to eat the mouth of my cutie then the night fell and I saw my informatics teacher who observed us putting his hands on his head, like saying « this man is crazy ». Ill-at-ease in the only vision of this obese and hairy seal, I suggested to my darling going to my bungalow (very sweet). A buddy was asleep in the toilets but it was not a problem, I directly guided my princess towards my bed and told her: « Suck me ! » What she answered me in a semi-awakened voice: « Have you got a condom ? » I agreed (because I am a responsible boy) then I took her in 3-4 positions before demolishing the curtain. I swear you, I felt like a porn actor, a delight of alcoholics : I said a lot of cult quotes and she obeyed. « Turn around ! »

After a while, there were maybe 20 people in semicircle in front of the window who watched us fucking ! I tried to put back in place the curtain and everything but it was not easy: it fell again every time. She seemed to like that, maybe she  was a little bit exhibitionist. To finish, I made her a facial then I let her sleep there, drunk as she was. A buddy told me that he will upload the video on Youporn. Those are casualties of war. My buddy Pierrot arrived in the bungalow, woke her up and threw her outside with a kick on her ass. I cried, I was going to miss her. No, seriously, I think I would have slept well with her.

Instead of what, we went back hunting outside. I saw friend Pierrot kissing a 5ft91 ugliness! Argh! I encouraged him to fuck her (that is to say, I pushed him to commit an error) to be able to have fun of him but it unfortunately not happened. In the early hours after this adventure, he avoided her constantly. I love those freshmen… They are still so fresh! Except sudden reduction of Mojo, this end of year looks strong in feelings and I can doubtless conclude better that Jean-Claude Dusse with a lot of chicks. Or I can find love, I am not sure.

May the God of the Game be with you.