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Are you jealous ?

jealousy

Jealousy can be summed up in negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, anger, shame and anxiety about an anticipated loss. There are several types of jealousy, but the form that interests us in this article is the one related to reproduction, which ensures the durability and stability of unions, but also protection and subsistence to the offspring.

Some say that jealousy is a proof of love, others of a lack of confidence. Some assume it totally while others are ashamed. To put it another way, this story of jealousy is misunderstood by the majority of people and can give rise to situations with no way out « You are too needy, you are too jealous, I dump you / If you are not jealous, it’s because you do not love me, I dump you. » Most guys struggle to be faithful but are still jealous. There are even those who are jealous during a first date if their target tells them that she also speaks with other guys on the dating site. Finally, some have known each other for 10 days, have kissed 3 times and are jealous and possessive as if their life depended on it. That’s where there’s a problem.

Where does jealousy come from?

For men, jealousy prevents him from spending energy and risking his life to feed children who might not be his own. It must be known that almost 10% of children do not have as biological father the one who breeds them. For the woman, being jealous assures her children to benefit from the entire product of their father’s hunt – and to don’t share with children that he would have had with other women. Jealousy therefore increases the chances of survival of the offspring. In short, it is because our most jealous ancestors have most transmitted their genes that this emotion still exists today. Moreover, it has been proven that couples with a certain degree of jealousy are the ones that last the most over the long-term.

It seems that amorous jealousy cannot happen if the partners have a relationship of total confidence (but this notion remains subjective for the jealous individual, according to his previous traumas, etc.) Jealousy is all the more important as the jealous individual has the feeling that his psychological balance rests on the fact of being linked to the desired person: jealousy is therefore an attachment problem peculiar to the jealous who has a need to be reassured.

Some also say that jealousy is linked to the notion of self-confidence. The less one has self-confidence and the more one is easily jealous, because we think that our girlfriend can go with the other (basically, the first come may be better than us). If you want to play the alpha male, then silence your jealousy when it is disproportionate. For example, assholes have already assaulted me just because I spoke innocently to their chick (this fear of losing their girlfriend makes some guys paranoid).

Jealousy is the consequence of the fear of losing the loved one or the exclusiveness of her love – a feeling that is more often based on the imagination than on facts. Consequently, jealousy can irrationally and uncontrollably self-sustain itself.

By the way, I have a question. If your girlfriend was cheating on you, who would you want to punish ? The guy who did nothing but following his instinct or your girlfriend who knew exactly what she was doing?

Is jealousy universal?

Similar facts provoke different reactions depending on the country: for example, a Hungarian can make fun of seeing his partner flirting with another guy while a Yugoslav cannot. Paradoxically, the latter will give less importance to some extra-conjugal kisses while the Hungarian will see an unforgivable affront there. Jealousy is therefore more cultural than biological.

In other cultures that are foreign to us: women are polygamous and polyandry is accepted, as in the case of the Mosuo tribes in China and the Yanomami in Amazonia. And jealousy there is non-existent (or very badly perceived because it would mean criticizing their mode of operation: the social pressure is reversed there compared to us).

Even more “improbable”: in some tribes, the father is absent from the life of the child. He just serves to put the woman pregnant. This is the case among the Trobiandese (in Oceania) where, once born, the child is raised by his mother and his maternal uncle. Their entire sexual life is very different from the one we know in the West.

There is also the case of polyamourists, it is not jokes, you should not blame them it’s just the way it is. Mystery in The Game is defined as such. It’s very interesting to know that all this exists, it allows to step back. It also makes it possible to conceive that a nymphomaniac can sincerely love her boyfriend but cheating on him abundantly!

Differences between men and women

Apparently, the perception of jealousy differs by gender. Women are afraid that their spouses will have feelings for another (they forgive more easily if he fucks a girl) while men are more afraid that their wife sleep with another (they forgive more easily that their girlfriend has affinities with a guy at her office if she doesn’t sleep with).

Jealousy as a seduction technique

Jealousy can be a strategy to make a target realize that she likes you. But it is a maneuver to be carried out with caution: to make a girl jealous, it must be suggested and not ostentatious.

The drifts of jealousy

It is quite human to be jealous. However, from a certain threshold, this behavior can become pathological. Here are the features:
– Surveillance: the jealous one forbids the other to leave unaccompanied. Spy on his emails and SMS…
– Restriction of contacts: prohibition of going out, telephone and a veil must be worn in case of going out.
– Devaluation: the “victim” is kept against her will in her role as spouse and constantly receives reproaches, criticisms, etc.
– Possible punishment of adultery (or a suspicion of adultery): the jealous can go so far as to kill his (or her) partner or the lover/the mistress.

It is necessary to realize that jealousy is evoked in more than 50% of cases of spousal violence: it is also at the origin of various abuses (insults, harassment, crimes of passion, etc.) All this coming sometimes from people who appeared as “normal” and “well-balanced” to their neighbors.

The solutions ?

Jealousy is a feeling of exclusivity that can deprive the partner of freedom and put the couple in danger because of neediness. I’ve even seen chicks jealous of the buddies of their guy. In general, when it starts like that, it’s not promising!

To end up on something more cheerful, here are some tips to manage your jealousy:
– Recognize your jealousy, rather than denying it or feeling ashamed of it. Only by recognizing it can you manage it. Then, as explained above, it’s in your genes! (But it is not a reason to do nothing against that).
– Express your jealousy instead of doing everything to hide it. Indeed, doing this allows one to show to the other that she is attached to him (which is rather a good thing when one knows that some are trying to provoke the jealousy of their partner – in this case it is useless to establish a balance of power), warn him of what makes you suffer and better control yourself because, by formulating it, you take some steps back.
– Think about your suspicion, do not accuse the other of being the only guilty. Two situations: if you are not usually jealous, but you are with that person, so you have become, ask yourself if this person is not consciously trying to make you jealous (and, in this case, flee or talk it over !). On the other hand, if it is in your nature to be jealous, ask yourself the following questions: have I been traumatized by a previous infidelity? (If so, your current partner can do nothing about it and ask yourself if you are not involved for anything in this infidelity), do I feel I’m not interesting enough to keep someone ? (Self-esteem plays an important role in jealousy and if you suffer from a feeling of inferiority, talking with a shrink might help you), do I have a bad opinion of the fidelity or of the opposite sex… and, if so, where does it come from?
– Let the other breath and do not fall into systematic suspicion. Imagine yourself in the shoes of the other: how does he/she live your suspicions, your surveillance and your prohibitions. In addition, preventing the other from breathing is the best way for it to happen what you dread!

Opening

In the literature, a study of jealousy is proposed in Un amour de Swann (Marcel Proust.)

PS : You should not be jealous to make a fivesome with four girls !

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The blond surfer

The blond surferI fucked a blond surfer

February 10th 2016,

I sent the last chance message (see Secrets for seducing on the Internet) to a few girls on Tinder, just to test if it would work as well as on Adopte. And… it worked!

One of the girls who had ignored me so far, FINALLY replied “The truth is that I have suffered as a result of my separation or I am suffering, it depends on the days and I stupidly believed that Tinder would change my mind but after a few dates, I did not want to continue. Well, I do not like the principle frankly, even though I met some interesting people.”

What I told her (with all the tact that characterizes me): “It’s not my fault if you only fell on losers 🙂
– That’s not what I said;) they were interesting people, but I was tired of the principle
– Good and you’re going to try it one more time or not?
– Well a priori if I’m speaking to you, it is not to no longer answer you (even if you could say that it would just be one more time… sorry for that by the way)
– Do not worry, most of the chicks have a fingerache after answering Tinder once or twice so I do not blame you. I would be delighted to give you faith in our sex.”

I re-attacked directly by asking for her FB. Well yeah, I was not going to stay on Tinder when I knew she was connecting every 36th of the month.

Direct game as a reopen: “Maybe it will be easier to seduce you here :)” She replied “actually it will”. So she accepted the frame that we were flirting. We then chatted the whole evening: that’s when I learned that she was living with two rats, just before falling asleep by watching the season 2 of True Detective.

Since there was feeling, we decided to meet up last night, in a neutral place (it’s not my thing but we should always beat the iron while it is hot). So I went to have a drink with a girl in town…

She made me discover an English pub next to Bellecour. We did not talk about sex much on the spot. Seriously, I “got to know her”. Around 10:30 pm, I said, “What do you wanna do?
– I do not know.
– Come on, come on, you’ll decide on the road.”
She told me she had back pain, and wanted a massage. The difference between PRETEXT and EXCUSE was discussed. I did not say I would do that. I said “we’ll see.”

We took the subway, then she made an observation “if I wanted to go home I would go down there…” but she did not. So we ended up at my place. Once in the place to be, she told me “I do not know how to start.” It made me smile, that non-aggressive shyness. I took her in my arms then I started troking her clit with the index finger. I understood why she had hesitated to come back with me when she apologized for not being freshly shaved “sorry usually it’s better kept than that”: yet it was nice, there were regrowth, but hey, I saw worse in my career!

At first, she told me I was pressing her too hard on the clitoris, that I should just touching it. After a while, I could finally press a little more without hurting her. Usually, it is the opposite with chicks, but well. So I licked her then. She enjoyed after a quarter of an hour then thanked me for that. I asked her how she wanted to make love, she just replied “I love everything”. I heard “I know nothing”. It was the image of the whole session of sex: she took no initiative and was passive from A to Z. The kisses were timid too, yet she is my age, fuck. I hardly felt her little tongue when we kissed and she did not dare sucking me.

Well, she had few experiences, I guess. But she is kinda hot otherwise, although short: pretty tits and not bad ass. Besides, she told me she likes doggy style, so I put her on all fours directly after her orgasm and fucked her kinda selfishly. I admired her thin waist and herass of blonde surfer during sex. Must say that she has traveled a lot and surfed in a lot of places from Sanary, to Australia, and the States. She comes from Cannes but now lives in Lyon for work.

Physically, she makes me think a little about the body painting girl. That’s probably why I had a crush on her, and I left my place to face this cold polar and went having a drink in a bar just for fucking her.

Finally, she told me that the other guys she had fucked since the end of her last serious relationship were all weird: either they did not get hard or they did not ejaculate. She found it very frustrating. And the worst is that after about a month and a half of a sexfriend relationship, they all told her they wanted a “couple.” That of course made her flee (she comes out of two relationships of several years so I understand…)

After, I gave her a massage and she fell asleep: it was cute! We went to bed at more than one o’clock in the morning. It’s hard, because this morning I had to go to work, like every day: tax period and everything. I am progressing quite technically, I have made assessments on my own. Fortunately, my co-worker told me that we don’t give a shit about these balance sheets: we do what we can, I train, he does not let himself be exploited and if the boss is not happy, he can hire enough employees to do the job in good conditions. We will not spoil our health so that this asshole gets rich a tour expense. Then, with my experience of a tax period, I plan to change my boss, go to a place with real means and be better paid. Before, I fucked chicks to get some experience… now I fuck my boss to get some experience.

Last thing, I spend more and more time with the teacher (my darling of the moment) and it’s very cool (we do couple things and I like that, fuck). But then, the Russian has recontacted her and she is going to fuck her all by herself. She wants to be solo to take revenge for the time when I let her leave in order to fuck the russian girl alone. But actually, it turns me on! Besides, I had told her that if it was with a girl, I tolerated that she would sleep elsewhere. I take the bets they will call me so that I fuck them after having had fun together. But unluckily for them, this WE my parents are coming and stay until my birthday. On the other hand, what better than an orgy for Valentine’s Day? I’m stuck somewhere between jealousy and hard cock.

May the God of the Game be with us!

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The wingman in seduction

wingman

A good thing to improve your game is to meet other good seducers in your city. Stay humble and cool even if you are better than them because the exchange is (almost) always rewarding.

For my part, I avoid taking as wingmen people who always give lessons, mythomaniacs, half-virgin guys who think they know everything about everything because they watched the formations of Nicolas and Vincent, etc. You see the kind of guys (I can tell you that there are many weirdos in the community of seduction but fortunately there are also great guys)!

Better is someone a little less good than you but who has a good mentality, rather than a better player thank you who is a pain in the ass… but the worst is a bad player that is a pain in the ass!

Finally, I do not like going out with 45000 guys, you do not usually pick up effectively in a pack. At the limit with one or two motivated buddies, it’s OK, but it is a maximum.

What is a wingman ?

A wingman is a pick up companion who is part of the seduction community (so it’s a player). It is, in the broad sense, a buddy who accompanies you in your sessions and your delusions, and that helps you to move forward in your encounters by the energy and the good mood that he gives you (and also thanks to his little pushes like pushing you on a group when you do not decide to approach). It is a guy who helps you to achieve your goals, if necessary, including by taking care of the friends of your target.

Seducing with a wingman, it is often easier than alone because he helps you spending better time (you can make fun of mean girls together) and you are less likely to be assaulted. I’ve said it before but I repeat it because it seems important to me: If you want to seduce women with the help of a wingman, I suggest you choosing someone who helps you and allows you to appear under your best light… especially not someone who always tries to dominate you and show that he has a bigger one than you.

 

What is a wingman used for?

The social network is important during a phase of seduction. Your buddies will have a positive or negative impact on your pick-up according to their behavior. So, choose respectful people because the more they respect you and the more they will strengthen your social proof in the places you go. So your social proof will walk with you. When you go out with one or more wings, it is therefore important to focus your attention on developing a good internal dynamic before even focusing on the sarge itself.

In addition, with wings that suit you, you can set up routines or at least a “habit” that works. Good routines with an accomplice allow you to bounce on subjects of conversation, to bring positive energy, etc.

Finally, you will encourage each other during the pick up sessions and never pull you down.

 

Wingman rules

There are precise wings rules so as not to sabotage the work of the other. The most important thing to remember before, during and after interactions with other sets is this: your wing is always more important than other people. Giving more importance to a girl you know for a few minutes than to your wing (who is supposed to be a very good friend) is a serious fault, and is a sign of a lack of attention/affection, of poor social life. Your wing is “sacred.” He is more important than the rest. You must not leave him alone, making fun of him to try to shine nor ignoring him.

Rule # 1: The pilot approaches the group and invites the wingman into the conversation.

Target flight is theoretically unimaginable between two good wingmen. If both like a girl, she is for the first one who approached her because the wingmen know that playing as a team is more profitable than playing selfishly in the Game.

Rule # 2: The pilot chooses his target and there is no competition. Only if it’s lost for him, the co-pilot can attack this target.

If your target prefers your buddy, you have to help him by saying a lot of good about him and diverting the attention of anyone who could interfere (especially the jealous “good friends”). To console you, tell yourself that you will be sent back the lift a next time… pride and ego have no place in a healthy game!

Rule # 3: You make each other increase your value by saying positive things about the other. You try to neutralize the cockblock threat.

It’s always better to approach alone a girl who is alone but if she’s in a set, it’s fine if you go with your wingman.

Good luck !

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From Russia with love

February 1st 2016,

It was a bit hard as a weekend. It still taps in my head while I’m supposed to work in my office. Everything turns, I feel so weak… but it was worth it, well, I guess.

Friday in the day, we had a good fight with The Teacher : she made me a big crisis of jealousy to have sexual exclusivity. Crisis that forced me to reframe her by saying that if she wanted me, for now it was like that and if not we would stop seeing each other. All of a sudden, she changed her mind and confessed to me her love. “I do not want to be in love with you, you’re going to hurt me… but it’s too late… by the way, do you wanna come to the restaurant tonight with my friends and me?
– I do not know.
– Why ?
– I do not want you to make me a crisis.
– Promise, I just need to see you, that’s all, no scandal, we start from scratch.”

It’s the damn fucking tax period right nowt at work. So, I worked like an egg Friday until 7pm but the restaurant was at 8pm so I went right after. I did not rest for one second. In addition, her best friend had gastrointestinal (she also vomited on her shoes after eating) so I’m afraid I don’t wanna be sick now!

Then, after eating, we had a date with The Russian in a bar for a drink around 11pm. Except that she joined us at the Bellecour metro stop because she lives not far then we asked her if it would not be simpler to have a drink at her house. She was not against this idea. Except that she was sad: she had only a half bottle of whiskey for the night (she’s perhaps the only Russian in the world who does not like vodka). She led us to the Monoprix and went straight into the right department: it shows that she is a regular. Unfortunately or fortunately, they were not selling alcohol after 10pm. So we just took the soft: I paid a coca (1€68), it is not very expensive for a threesome!

I was quite surprised that she brought us home so easily after the scandal she did the last time to do not come home directly. Well, I sent her a few messages all week to tell her that I had a serious desire to fuck her (which is true): it had turned her on and her logic had to go through the window. Arrived in her appartment : it was obvious that she had made efforts to clean it up, a little bit like me when a girl comes. But there were still lots of clothes, dust sheep and Colombian worn condoms under the bed. But I did only notice that at the end of the night.

She’s a fan of sharks. She has two stuffed, with their mouths open and a tongue that goes over, so I was frenchkissing them by looking at her as a pervert. Strangely, she did not want to kiss her stuffed animals. She put a little distance between her and The Teacher and me. She even went to the window to smoke while I was on the bed with the teacher. She sat on the ledge to be able to lengthen her feet on the bed, against mine. She drank 4 or 5 whiskey-coca, while I was having trouble finishing mine (but I wanted to be polite) and that Prof was drunk after one. The Russian remained normal after her 5 glasses, she explained to us she is drinking alcohol since she is 6 years old.

I was caressing her with my feet but she was shy. She still responded to my caresses by caresses of the big toe, as when we made the date all three together, a few weeks ago: we had passed the test of the caress of the hands… that’s why I was surprised that she did not come to my place the first time. This test is almost infallible. I caressed a little the teacher who was getting her hot and suggested to me “undress a little, you must be warm with your sweater”. I then was just wearing a t-shirt for the example. We challenged the Russian to open my Efficiency belt but it did not happen and she went back to this fucking window. I assumed that it was apprehension and stress that blocked her so I put down the ramp of the teacher and I looked at the Russian “what is that?
– shoulder.”

Then, I went up “the neck”, “the lips”… It interested her because at the same time I was giving her a lesson, I stroked the teacher with the fingertips. The Russian approached, tempted, she finally came on the bed: I took her index finger and put it in the mouth of the teacher…  “mouth”. It was beginning to become sensual.

I removed the dress of The Teacher. I took the hand of the Russian to slip it on the breasts of the teacher. She liked it. We went down, slowly, caressing and kissing the belly of the teacher. I showed the Russian where the clitoris of the teacher was. I showed her how to caress it circularly. Then I took her finger and taught her how to finger: what to do inside, where is the G-spot, and so on. She was a good and a hot student.

I fingered the teacher, she caressed it, sometimes we swapped roles. Our heads came closer, stronger of this complicity. We started kissing. It was really nice. With and without the tongue, while warming the teacher.

I briefly withdrew from the triumvirate to pee (not easy with a hard cock) and when I came back, the two girls were kissing. They seemed to enjoy eating female mouths.

I then put myself behind the teacher, sandwiching her, and we all kissed, sometimes even all together. The room was full of sexual energy. We rubbed the Russian, her breasts and everything. She was in underwear too. I was the last one dressed at that time so she asked me to close the curtains.

I don’t know how or why but after I was in underwear, I laid down on the bed and the Russian came on me. My hand naturally slipped into her panties. With the teacher we began to caress, fingering her. She came up very hard. It lasted a while.

After that, she was high and told us “I almost came”. For the first time in her life. I asked her if she had ever climbed so high in her life “once, maybe.”

She laid down to recover as I took off the bra of the teacher who completely undressed the Russian to position herself between her thighs. She started licking the Russian who was lying on her back. As the teacher was in position doggy style, I fingered and caressed her. She came once. The Russian did not succeed, however, so she called me to the rescue: she was aching with fingers. We cooperated: I fingered and she licked. The Ruskov rose very high but could not let it go.

She begged us to stop. So we took a break. Then we started again, and she enjoyed like crazy, she insulted us in Russian and everything. If she lost her French and could speak only in Russian, it was frankly a good sign. The thing is that she tightened her thighs, made pelvic movements and everything and so she moved back towards the edge of the bed, she even ended up on the arms with her head in a vacuum. Not obvious to come with all the muscles contracted like that but we did not give up.

The teacher invited her to relax, told her to let everything go, to surrender: she was accompanying her to orgasm. I do not know if the Russian ended up really orgasming but she told us never having climbed that high in her whole life. They then came around me, kissing, warming me, shaking me. We made the Russian dolls. Then, the teacher took the lead of the Russian and put it on my cock by saying “do you want to suck it? ”

She pumped me super well and I confess I was really excited by the situation. The Tsar was me at that time. I came in ten minutes. I said to her “I will come in your mouth if you continue
– Yes yes “
. I had her permission and she swallowed everything. After that, the teacher was pouting a little, because usually when she sucks me… I last super long. She was a little pissed off. But frankly it was the context that put me in that state of mind and both girls contributed to my excitement. Maybe, even a goat could have sucked me and I would have ejaculated anyway.

After that, we hugged all together. The Russian was KO. Then, all of a sudden, the teacher wanted to go home, just like the last time during the threesome with the estate agent. She said « stay a little if you want, I’ll walk, I need some fresh air ». On the one hand, I felt guilty about letting her go on her own, on the other hand it was a bit of a whim, and on the third side (if there was one) I really wanted to fuck the Russian . I was already hard again. I confess that I was a little selfish and that I thought with my dick because I stayed.

The Russian accompanied the teacher to the door and then came back to me, kissed me, climbed on me and rubbed. Then she sank over me and said nothing. I admired her mermaid tattooed on the thigh during the back and forth, it was very sexy. Everything was very firm so it was nice. And then, I must say, that she had made me fantasize.

We fucked a bit like that, and I do not know too much if I ejaculated without pleasure or if I lost my erection but I became soft and impossible to get hard again. I was surely stressed by the teacher’s sudden departure. And then there was fatigue, it was almost 4am after a hard week of labor.

The teacher told me to have forgotten her necklace… so we looked for it and it was there that I could see the mess under the bed (the one I spoke to you at the beginning of the text). I lifted the quilt to look under: there was clothes and underwear and everything. It made me smile. It reminded me of someone!

I’ve talked a bit with Russian. She told me that this threesome with a girl was one of the best things she’s done in her life. She is now afraid to love more girls than men! I asked whether she was taking the pill or not to have no children. She called me crazy to have ejaculated in her. I let her believe that was the case even though I’m not sure. I hope that it excited me like crazy, the fact that she made me wait 3 weeks and I seriously imagined her naked, but hey. How did I last 5 minutes when I usually last at least half an hour…

In short, I convinced her to take the pill of the next day after explaining to her what it is. I did not want to visit my children in Russia. She did it but was convinced that it would be bad for her health. She said she would never want to see me again after that. In short, I told her that I will keep a good memory of her anyway. It was shared. I took her in the arms to say goodbye. And farewell.

I am now scared to have a Russian STD (I played Russian roulette there): I have the cock on fire and she has a reputation of whore in her college, according to my friend who had talked to me about her.

After that I brought back her jewel to the teacher I found in the midst of a crisis of anguish, nerves. I spun her a Lexomil. But before she calmed down, I was entitled a lot of insults and I had to admit to her that I took the Russian without a condom. So she does not want to fuck me without a condom before I did a test… that is to say in one month. It will be long but I understand.

The next day, she absolutely wanted me to fuck again and again. Until 5pm. I missed the pool, and I went home, shattered without eating. At 9pm, the seminar “the kings of the field” began with almost all the guys of the lair (about 12 people).

It lasted until 5am. Everything was turning, I had dizziness and everything but I held on. I had energy, drawn from the threesome. As much feminine energy for one man, it feeds.

The thing is, I could not do the shopping or the housework with all that. Yesterday I went to eat at the restaurant at noon with the teacher and we fucked after : she made me a lake of cyprine in front of Ghost, sucked me in my elevator and we fucked in the missionar0 positiony because she wanted “that I make love to her” for once. By looking at her in the eyes and everything.

The teacher told me that she usually took “pigeon” guys because she was afraid of her feelings. But that there she fell on a real male (even if I have the flaws that go with it), not a submissive one, and that she loves it as much as it terrifies her. It made me great pleasure, this analysis!

Here I am at work : I did not sleep enough, I’ve not eaten (I have nothing in my fridge) and I woke up in a total mess… but at least I am officially decorated with the legion of honor of the international threesome.

Sweet Kisses from Russia … Signed: James Bande.

May the God of the Game be with you!

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How to enjoy a very powerful erection?

hard erectionErectile dysfunction: this is a very sensitive subject but that concerns many men, especially over age 40. It is also an almost taboo subject, because loss of erection rhyme for many people with loss of virility (sometime people talk about “sexual impotence”).

Let’s agree from the start : it can happen to everybody, from time to time, to do not be able to get hard or to keep it hard. It may be because of special circumstances, a partner’s fat ass, and so on. But if you notice a persistent decrease in your erectile power (more than three months), it should be checked that this is not the result of a heart problem. For this, consult your general practitioner. Besides, if the doctor is a hot girl, naked under her blouse, chances are you’ll quickly find your hard dick back!

Once you know that this is not a “serious” problem, you can look into the most likely causes of this problem. Most of the time, the difficulties to get hard are due to an anguish, a malaise. Its treatment usually does not require medication nor even to consult a urologist. The professionals probably most likely to help you are therefore a sexologist… and Cyprineman.

I will now do my part of the job by giving you tips for a better, a harder, a more powerful erection. It’s up to you whether you want to use them or not!

 

Physiologically

First of all, you have to know that the cock gets blood (like a sponge) when the vessels relax… and that’s what makes it big and hard.

1/ Bodybuilding

It is important to muscle your cock by getting it hard regularly… understand, by fucking often. As it is a muscle, the more you use it, the stronger it is.

It may also be appropriate to muscle your PC muscle to increase the pressure in the dick and make it harder (and also a little bigger). I have already spoken of this muscle in my article about the ejaculatory control: have a look there for more information.

2/ Physical fitness

We do not fuck with the same energy at any moment of the day. Indeed: when we wake up, we are a bit pasty; After the meals, we are digesting; And in the evening we are exhausted. At night, when we get home from a club at 5am, it is rarely the moment when we are the most valorous. The best times of the day to have sex are actually: late morning or in the afternoon after digestion.

Lack of sleep, hunger and physical fatigue are two (fuck, three) enemies of the hard erection. So do not workout in a hardcore way before a fuck because you’ll need energy to get it very hard. On the other hand, some sports raise testosterone levels and are sexually exciting. I assume that the effect of sport is to be assessed on a case-by-case basis.

On the other hand, there is no doubt that having a good diet, especially avoiding alcohol and drugs, contributes to good health and therefore a good erection (I only recommend the small blue pill as a last resort).

3/ The cold

One stimulation technique is to pass a cold stroke on the perineum before having sex to cool the balls, which stimulates the whole area… including the penis. But I rarely do it because it’s not logistically easy.

4/ The clothes

It is also important not to over compress your cock. For example, sleep naked instead of wearing a boxer that squeezes it.

Personally, when I have problems to get hard, it is enough that the girl sucks me so that I get hard like a bull. It makes wet and hot sensations that remind the pussy and that’s what turns me on the most… it works every time. Like what, there is indeed a physiological AND a psychological dimension to the erection.

 

Psychologically

The whole mechanism of the erection is orchestrated by the brain. At each moment, the state of the penis is the result of a balance between excitatory and inhibitory signals.

5/ Visualization (imagine a hot girl blowing you)

One technique you should test to improve your erection is to practice positive visualization. To imagine fucking like crazy the ass of a hot chick. Basically, to excite yourself thanks to thought.

In any case, do not cut the visual excitement if you have erection problems, such as being shy and fucking in the dark (unless you have to fuck with an elephant).

6/ Stress

Avoid stressing or thinking about not horny things. For example, if instead of thinking about your friend’s ass, you are thinking about your problems at work, it may remain soft.

We must not stress too much, thinking that if we cannot get hard, it will be a drama. Anyway, you can always give pleasure with something other than your cock : your fingers, your tongue. Besides, ladies, I suggest you adopt a reaction similar to the one you should adopt in case of premature ejaculation: do not stress the guy, it will not help him. I refer you again to this article to know how to react if it ever happens to you.

7/ The routine

Finally, excitement does not like routine. So, try some original tricks to put some spice in your couple or change your wife if you have not yet built serious things together… and do not masturbate too much!

 

In conclusion, put all the chances on your side physiologically speaking to be in shape. And find what turns you on psychologically to have a powerful libido. With me, the threesomes with two girls, it works well! 😉

The foursomes with three girls too !!! Have a look there 😉

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I felt a great disturbance in the Force

I felt a great disturbance in the ForceOn 28 January 2016,

“I felt a great disturbance in the Force.” I felt a tremendous disturbance in the force during this month of January and I suffered… but it looks over. For proof, last night, I did something that I thought never succeed! I really need to tell you.

I sent the last chance message (long version) to a girl who flaked me twice. The first time, under the pretext of having to go to get vaccinated, the second time, by not answering a few hours before the date. So I made fun of her by saying that online dating would never work for her and that she would never orgasm like a little crazy if she always acted like this. Her answer :

She: “No, it doesn’t work much for me.. But it’s my fault. I do not answer, I refuse the likes, I do not give my number/my fb etc. It’s selfish and not friendly. I know.”

Me: “Why did you not come to my place ? Twice ?” (18 January at 3 pm)
“When a question is interesting you do not answer it?” (19 January at 9am)

She: “The first time I was busy. The second time I do not know.. I did not really feel like it, apprehension etc.” [mea culpa: looks like the excuse of the vaccine was true mdr and I point out to you the fact that when they apprehend they often rationalize thinking that it is because they do not want but it’s most of the time not the case.]

Me: “Afraid of enjoying too much?”

She said, “No. Let’s just say that I don’t like being a hole among the others. Without offense either for you or for the girls.”

Me: “Huuu no, I never considered a girl like a hole. Get out of your comfort zone a little and you’ll see that it’s only good, nothing you’re afraid of, lol »

She: “No, but I’ve had ephemeral relationships ^^
But there I do not know, there is no spontaneity, improvisation, surprise, etc.”

Me: “Well, I’ll tell you otherwise if you prefer, the interest is in tension when we’ll talk by knowing that we will sleep together a few minutes after, and then in the quality of the orgasms that I will give you.”

She: “Well… humility is not your thing”

Me: “I do not need a moral lesson, I need you to get out of your comfort zone so as not to miss a cool thing… I want to have sex with you, that’s why I insist but I’m not needy nor sex-starved, you know. On the other hand I would need you to be reliable you see. If I give you a third chance, can you do it?”

She: “Well then let’s find a day when I’m available.”

After that, I made fun of her by saying that she would probably stress and invent a shitty excuse to get cold feet and flake. So, on D-day, to subtly see if she was going to come (otherwise I would have worked (unpaid) overtime, I sent her “are you in shape this afternoon?
– Yes Yes ; ) »

Spectacular turn of events ! She really came. I did not think so. Women will always surprise me…

She told me that she knew my blog because she had been looking for “diary of a call girl” on Google and had fallen my first diary of a french pua. Then she saw me again on Adopte one year later and recognized me. She said she loved this article: Is sexual prizing the key to her …?

She is a little girl taller than me, cute, sexy, studying Russian. She likes saying “niet” instead of “no”. She often goes to Russia, besides, she travels a lot, even alone. Her dad is also a certified public accountant, what a coincidence. And he has a holiday home in Aix, second coincidence.

I met her directly after work so I was still in a suit when she arrived, and it intimidated her: she wanted to know how old I was “26 and you?
– 18, but you look like 30 with your suit
– ah?
– yeah, I am seriously intimidated and you have a lot of experience… with an 18 year old guy I would know what to do but not with you…”

We spoke a little to make her feel comfortable, then I stroked her and everything. It’s a chick who usually never puts on a bra but I asked her to put one so that it’s more fun to undress her. And she did it for me… cool! I asked her if she had met many guys online : 2 before me… but she only slept with one because the other had 10kg more than on his pictures.

She was entitled to a formal fingering, then to a pussy-licking. She had two orgasms with the cunnilingus. “I had never felt this with preliminaries, ahlalala.” Then, to thank me she blowed me from A to Z. She is doing well, this little one, she even swallowed my offspring. So, I licked her again, time to reload and… third orgasm. It was awesome considering that I have 4 mouth ulcers on the lower lip (I think I’ve licked too much this weekend).

Then I took her doggy style (her favorite position): me standing in front of the bed, she, on all fours on. I had to fuck her for an hour like that, seriously. I could not finish despite the fact that I saw her ass in close-up. I was too tired, I think. She came two or three more times in this position. She clung to the sheets, bit them, and so on. Then we quietly ended up with a missionary, because I was sweating a lot : it was calmer like that. There, this face-to-face with my kinky eyes in her naughty eyes made me enjoy. Finally, phew! My heart needed half an hour to calm down after this sex marathon.

It was already over 10pm, knowing she arrived at 6 :30pm. It was her mother who taught us by calling her to bawl her out because she had not yet come back home (she had told her she was going to a friend she knew after classes). Seriously, we did not see the time pass. When we live a temporal distortion like that, it’s really nice.

When she left, I fell asleep directly! Well, I just went to piss before but I regretted it because it burned. Fortunately, this morning, it’s getting better.

What else ? I’m still chatting the Russian for the threesome “Are you curious to know what’s under my shirt and jeans?
– Sometimes I think about that, I admit
– Do you just want to see or do you sometimes imagine touching me?
– Noooon I will not answer you)))
– Is it still in your plans to meet up with me?
– Yep 🙂 but I’m stressed and I want to get drunk: D »

Thank you, God of the game!

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This afternoon, I took the virginity of a girl

January 24th 2016,

This afternoon,  I took the virginity of a girl. So, like Raelsan would say “I write these diabolical verses with the blood of a virgin.”

 

But before I tell you that, I have got some news from The Russian I want to fuck with The Teacher :

«Me: I want to give you your first orgasm: d
She: Ahah you’re so sure you’re going to succeed?
Me: I want to succeed. I kiss you virtually on the mouth while waiting for us to meet up again then 🙂 if you agree, of course
She: Ok, see you soon
Me: This « ok », was it for kiss? Wink emoticon
She: For the kiss yes, I am not against emoticon grin
Me: Lol. You make me laugh ! Do you want us to meet up just the two of us or with The Teacher ?
She: Just the two of us maybe ?)
Me: I also want smile smiley do you want to meet up in a bar or at your place?
She: In a bar maybe, but we will decide more precisely on Friday I guess »

I am staying in the race, I guess. Except that on Friday and Saturday I have stuff planned. But hey, I’ll improvise.

 

This afternoon, I had fun. I invited the little 25-year-old virgin arab whose only experience was to have sucked in the dark a guy met on Adopteunmec (I think I’ve already told you about it).

She hesitated a lot before coming, especially since I made it clear this morning that we would not be a couple after sex. She insulted me a little, then she weighed the pros and cons, and she agreed to come for losing her virginity.

I do not understand why she was still virgin, seriously : she is cute, thin and hot. In addition, she is much less boring in real life than online (where she harassed me a little). She works in the legal field (at the court of trade, I think) so she’s not the stupidest girl on Earth. Well, there are sometimes weird stuff in life.

In short, I welcomed her in the darkness as agreed (but I had seen by the intercom she was fuckable hahaha). We kissed after I started caressing her shaved pussy, after 2 minutes. She is a quite good kisser.

She was well wet, but after a while her legs no longer stood her. She said that no guy had given her so much pleasure, yet I was using for now only my right index finger on her clit.

So we went to the bed, where she undressed spontaneously saying that it was a hot day. I then went down to lick her, I also touched her pretty breasts. She removed her bra. Her little ass was firm. It was good. She begged me to take her, during the pussy-licking. Having learned the lesson of the other Thursday evening, I put on a condom and penetrated her. She was all tight (even that at first I could not slip one single finger into it… not even the little finger). I ended up being in her after a few minutes. I told her to put my cock into her at her own rythm and she screamed. But she wanted it: she was very horny! Sex is always a bit between pleasure and pain, anyway.

She told me she felt very little pain. Much less that she would have thought. I went out once I opened the way: I was at this moment able to slip two fingers in it effortlessly. This time, she had no more hymen, and her little pussy was not so tight. It was waiting for me. After that, we made the first missionary position of her life. She told me she liked my cock.

Afterwards, we made a hug and then I licked her again. I had to guide her, to be very patient and everything, I had to teach her how to let it go… but we have succeeded. She had an orgasm for her first time, such a lucky girl.

Then she wanted to have sex again. But I asked her to suck me before : it made me so hard when she told me she has sucked a guy in total black and has loved it. Btw, I can tell you she’s doing a pretty good job.

Then she climbed on me but did not like this position too much. I felt really comfortable in her sex, molded to the shape of mine. She prefers to be submissive, she said. So, I put her on all fours and I fucked her very hard : doggy style. She told me she loves it too much. Seriously, I broke down what was left of her hymen, the poor one.

Her little virgin ass, on all fours, it’s something awesome… I can guarantee you. I am the first and only dick that have been in her, it is very exciting, put yourself in my shoes! In addition she has a slim waist and pretty hair… so the view was great!

Well, the problem with the Maghreb girl, is their family, in general. I hope that her brothers will not come and punch me in the face because I have taken the virginity of their sister.

I turned light on, we hugged and she wanted to leave to rest. She no longer felt her legs she told me. There, she went at her place and stressed because she continues to bleed a little. I looked on the Internet and it looks like it’s a pretty normal phenomenon.

Me on the other hand, I had a really hard time : I had to change the sheets and clean it with the washing machine. I removed a lot of blood with a sponge and cold water  (and soap). Then it pissed me off and I threw everything in the machine. We’ll see how it will turn out!

I changed the life of a girl… again. I hope this will help her to be more confident in her whole life, and that it will have helped her to take a positive step in her head and to move on. She deserved it because for a virgin who fucks a stranger, she knew what she wanted and was motivated (.

May the God of the Game be with her!

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She speaks like a little girl but fucks like a real bitch

January 24th 2016,

Flashback: not last Sunday but the one before, I was hanging out with The Teacher.

I took the opportunity to take her cell phone and send a message to The Russian. The Russian is a cute girl who started sucking a buddy after a student party but this asshole fell asleep during the action (he was too drunk). She did not like it so do not want to see him again: that’s why he gave me her Facebook. The challenge was to contact her without she understands that I know him (because she is yet thought of as a whore in her university).

So, with the The Teacher’s Facebook profile, I approached The Russian. Then they both spoke and we met up on the following Wednesday. We had a drink together in a bar because The Russian was interested in our proposition (a threesome) and we liked each other. The Russian explained to us that she only knew bad lovers. That she never had an orgasm. That she had never done anything with a girl nor with more than two people… but that it was her fantasy.

 

News: So we plan a threesome last night, and the idea seemed to please everyone. We had a three-way conversation on FB and everything and was going well. She even wrote to us last Sunday: “I want to have sex with you.”

Except that around 4:30 pm last night, 4 hours before the France-Russia match, we received a cold shower: “Hi! I’m not sure I can come…”

Then: “I really want to, the problem is that maybe I read too many stories of girls who were killed, I’m suspicious. Or paranoid.”

I first foolishly thought it was a shit-test. So, to reassure her, I scanned my identity card, my work contract and I even told her my blood type. I also suggested her telling a girlfriend where she was going so she could call the police if needed. In short, it is true that it is important to be prudent, but if you are too cautious you never do anything in your life for fear of living it.

The truth is that nothing could be done. I contacted another friend that we have in common to tell her that he knows me and I’m normal, he did it without asking too many questions (thank you bro). But all that this bitch has found to answer is: “Hi, thank you for telling me that, but it changes nothing.”

So I deduce that this was not the real reason… she was just actually scared to come to make a threesome and her first time with another girl. Even if it is her ultimate fantasy and that, as she told us, she will not be able to do it once back in Russia because it is really taboo there.

I insisted a little bit, out of spite, but she started to assault me ​​by saying that I am an ass because I insist and everything. It is easy to return the situation anyway and pretending to be a victim… I was doing this for her own good too, to make her think but it only served to block her. In short, like that, the chicks who have no guts cannot live ordinary things. It is the principle of comfort zone that applies. But basically, they do not deserve these things because they do not have what it takes. Besides, I bought a good bottle of wine for the special occasion and she knew it. It’s a lack of respect. Fuck! Always choosing the ease won’t make you grow up…

The problem is that these chicks think they better know a guy picked up in a bar. Except that, the only difference is that they are drunk in the club : that’s why it does not stress them at the moment. They need to drink to have the guts to assume their cravings. But when you’re drunk, you’re forty times more vulnerable than when you’re sober. It’s good to take precautions, for sure, but there’s a moment when you have to go for it. She may have another opportunity in three years, who knows, I wish her the best. Or she will do it but with assholes and it will be bad.

So, instead of three happy people, we were three frustrated people. Nobody has won anything in this story. I was very angry yesterday because of the human bullshit, and I even pissed off The Teacher because it is communicative. Well, this morning I felt better and we fucked. But I was not really into it. All this because of a girl without any strength of character, without good judgment nor will. In short: a poor girl who did not deserve us nor to live a cool thing like that. And yet, it annoys me. Like what, life is unfait.

 

What else ? I had matched with a bitch on December 27(among many others) on Adopteunmec. She wrote me “hello, how are you? “And I had answered a bullshit but she had not bothered to feed the conversation.

So, I sent her the last chance message the other day… what made her wet! This time she gave me her FB. Then, 24 hours later, her phone number and photos on which she is less and less dressed… until she’s topless. She was very motivated.

She liked me, that little girl. She has a cute little face. Besides, she’s an accountant like me. She is 26 years old looks like 18. When she sends me texts, it’s funny, honest, assumed. Frankly, I liked it. So we planned a date this afternoon.

I went swimming and then I joined her. I was tired, but hey, I put drops in my eyes so it is not obvious. I was apprehensive about the date because I knew many fails lately. But it went better than expected: we had planned to have a drink in a bar next to my house, so when we passed in front of it I asked her “do you want to have a drink in the bar or do you want a drink at my place directly?
– at your home !”

Well, there was a coca that was hanging in my fridge for 3 months. I gave it to her. Me, I took a glass of water, it’s healthier. Then she said “we would be better on the bed, right?” In short, we kissed, then I licked her. First orgasm. « You’re a pretty good lover!
– thank you.
– It’s up to me now! »
So she started sucking me and I suggested a 69 after a few minutes of fun. It was cool… except that at one point: she did not suck me anymore… I wondered if something was wrong but she suddenly had a very powerful orgasm. Again !

Then she came upon me with authority. She rode me. She sank on me without a condom. It was so good… and then I really needed it to cheer me up. She certified me she does it very rarely, she has met only 4 guys of Adopteunmec and has been in couple every time. It was worth it. Then: doggystyle and she touched herself at the same time. Third orgasm!

I ended up sending the puree in her pussy but I did not get soft, strangely. Her pussy is tight but super wet. Really very good. She is, moreover, really hot too. It is a pretty little blonde who speaks like a little girl but who fucks like a real bitch.

I licked her again and she said “I want your cock, I want your cock.” So I penetrated her in the missionary position and she touched herself at the same time. Fourth orgasm. Then she got back in a doggystyle position: « fuck me hard, you’re the best ». Fuck, it turned me on. “Put me spanking, claw me, pull my hair!” I could not resist anymore. She really likes to get dominated this one! I gave her two more orgasms in this position then I ejaculated and I got soft.

We fell asleep and a friend rang the doorbell. Fuck ! I had not seen the time: we had an appointment at 8.30 pm so that he gives me a document (thank you biddy). This is the plan of a seminar I am preparing. In short, I introduced them but she was looking for her panties so she was a little embarrassed. When he left he told me « sorry for having disturbed you with your Russian girl
– ah no, she is not Russian! »
Awesome, this moment.

After eating, she wanted to do it again. To show me her desire, she began to make me deep throats. Then I took her again in doggy style, she was like crazy. “FUCK ME”, she ordered me. « I’m your little bitch! » She even wanted me to strangle her a little bit. “I can feel you it’s so good!” She again came twice in this position. It was her party!

In my arms, we talked about her fantasies: making a threesome, banging a 60 year old guy and going in a swinger club. BINGO! Otherwise, she told me a few anecdotes that allow to relativize feminine purity… like her first time with the bellman of a hotel in Morocco. Otherwise, in high school, she got fingered during class by a guy. This same guy then jerked in front of her in the toilet of the high school: she told me that he had a girlfriend… and a small cock. And that’s why they never had sex. She made me laugh!

Before she left, she told me that she found me beautiful, that I am a good lover and that I am the perfect sexfriend. That’s good for my ego. In addition, the Russian has answered on Facebook in the meantime. I had written a message to apologize for being a bit insistent and she said she also wanted us to sleep together but that we don’t enough know each other yet. I proposed a date next weekend, we will see (but it will be his last chance).

May the God of the Game protect me from AIDS and all other shits like that !

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How to become freer and happier?

free and happy

How to become freer and happier

Do you really enjoy your personal freedom? Surely yes… yet most people live in what I call “collective conditioning,” based on fear. We interpret and judge reality as if we were looking through a fog.

It’s not pleasant, but you have to realize that we have not chosen what we know, what we believe and that our real choices are almost non-existent. Very few people are thus able, even only a little bit, to think for themselves. Let’s take for example the presidential elections: very few really read the programs of the candidates before making a choice. So their decision is based on what the media, the others, and so on, say. It is thanks to this “sheep effect” that one can guess the number of burglaries per year and the % that will be obtained by the different candidates: we are not free!

The way we see life is therefore conditioned by our education and by the surrounding culture: rules, habits, references… even our language is part of this process of domestication of man by bociety, because this is what permits its transmission and different interpretations.

This conditioning determines what we think possible or not and therefore often what we are capable of. In addition, limiting beliefs generally deprive us of joy and create unnecessary suffering (such as the pressure to “be beautiful” that make many young women suffer for the sole purpose of selling cosmetics).

The education we receive when we are children works because of the fear of punishment, of not being successful, of not being recognized, which will supposedly determine our degree of “adaptation” to society. When we are young, behaving the way our parents and teachers expected us to do made us no longer behaving as we really are. As a teenager, our view of the world has been shaped by the education received, and often, at the expense of ourselves and our true dreams. Yet, when we try to ignore these laws that guide us, we undergo the judgment of society, and that is what makes social pressure so powerful. Once an adult, the process is self-reproducing because of self-judging. We are very well trained!

Being ourselves without subjecting ourselves to the desires and judgments of society deeply tempts us, but scares us, even if we intend to respect the law and hurt nobody. By trying to meet the demands of society, we set ourselves goals that are impossible to achieve, we never judge ourselves up to the task and we try to hide it, we make ourselves unhappy by letting ourselves be lured by the masks that others wear: just have a look on Facebook where most people seem enjoying a dream life, and yet…

For reasons of conformism, or to silence our internal conflict (we conform VS we do what we want) we sometimes force ourselves to adopt very destructive behaviors, as a kind of self-punishment. Indeed, when we get drugged or drunk every week, we are our own tormentors. And society almost makes us proud of it.

This functioning leads most people to live their lives in complete fog, they are good little soldiers. Yet nothing forces us from the outside to be prisoners of conditioning. But, inside ourselves, we find many excuses to avoid a personal development work that would be liberating (or to don’t leave our comfort zone – it would put too much at stake). However, freedom belongs to us, we must be a little courageous to glimpse the light. Freedom consists in smiling at life, in exploring, in expressing ourselves, in living a little more in the present moment, without basing everything on the past and/or the future, in living naturally, in don’t giving a fuck…

Sex is a good example of negative conditioning: it’s in France like sorcery in Africa. It is omnipresent and concealed, trivialized and dramatized, full of prejudices but mysterious, publicly despised and appreciated in private. Yet sex can not be summed up in simple animal debauchery nor in the concept of fidelity: it can be lived as a form of sincerity, a search for truth, a conquest of freedom. Roughly, sex carries very different meanings for one or another but yet we can not assume it and live it as we want because of the doxa. It is a little bit « dissenting » in society and that is what makes us afraid. Fortunately, the community of seduction and personal development can help you reconcile with these instinctive but essential to our personal balance things!

I will now give you 4 keys to transform your life and relationships (these are the four Toltec agreements to which Don Miguel Ruiz devoted a book):

1 – Having an impeccable speech

It is through words that we express our thoughts, our emotions, our desires: what we are. It has a creative power of extreme power: this is our ability to verbalize things and thus to give them a consistency.

An impeccable speech, that is to say positive, will immunize us against the poison thrown by others. Thus, by taking care of our words, and thus remaining positive, we take care of our spirit, which will become a breeding ground for extraordinary things.

2 – Do not take everything personally

Whatever one may say to us as a wicked man, it can only affect us if we attach importance to it. We can very well choose to don’t take it into account, therefore, to don’t let ourselves be affected by this poison. That’s why you should never take a rejection personally, anyway, it can depend on so many things, so please don’t care.

If the others are programmed, conditioned, to judge, this is not our problem. Not entering this trap can protect from collective madness. Same thing when we judge: we only project our reality on others, especially when we try to be right at all costs. In truth, judgment concerns only the judge, not the judged.

Judgments about ourselves that are engendered by limiting beliefs can also trap us, especially when several contradictory beliefs lead us to inner conflict. That’s why we need to review one by one all our beliefs in order to live better.

3 – Do not make assumptions

It is our fear that leads us to don’t ask ourselves too many questions, to don’t check the thoughts that sprout in us, to follow the general movement without really raising our heads.

Also, we often imagine what others think, feel, we believe that everyone behave and thinks like us, and whenever it proves to be false, we experience a form of anger. This tendency that we have to attribute motives to others that they do not necessarily have prevents us from progressing along the path of freedom.

Thus, not making assumptions makes possible healthy and freer relations and communication, and freed from any unnecessary conflict. In addition, in pick-up, one can never know which girl will react positively nor which one will be a fucking aggressive bitch. So you have to become a philosopher to survive in such a jungle…

4 – Always do your best

Doing our best allows us to be able to change the height of the skipping bar, depending on our mood, our capabilities that can change from one moment to another. Doing one’s best is to never do too much but never to do not enought : thus, no self-judgment possible (one can not be blamed for having failed if he or she has done everything he or she could), no unnecessary energy loss. In seduction for example, one can be great one day and not have results the next day, but we do not care, because the essential is to try without bad spirit.

Doing your best improves our motivation to act without focusing on an immediate result, which increases our overall level of satisfaction. Doing one’s best allows us to evolve by accepting our limits, properly estimating our abilities, recognizing our mistakes and improving our awareness. Doing one’s best helps to avoid inaction and to pose the right action in the present moment, avoiding reference to the past and the suffering that may result from it. Doing one’s best is being able to be ourselves without any particular requirement, without having to conform.

Yeah, the community of seduction, it’s not just a gang of sex-starved assholes who want to fuck the maximum of chicks. We also think about life and about what can improve it: it is maybe why society in general does not really like us…

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This year promises quite a lot of quirks

This year promises quite a lot of quirksJanuary 22th 2016,

What follows is an emotional purge. Decidedly, this year 2016 promises quite a lot of quirks: I paid for it yesterday, again. But let’s start from the beginning.

Since my last field-report, I had a dick pain for a week. Must say that in addition to the girl from La Réunion, I fucked hard The Teacher and The Estate Agent.

On Friday, Virginie visited me. I was happy but… she pissed me off. There was nothing that went as she wanted, she counted the calories of what I ate, saying that I did not attract her anymore because I had become too fat. What I proposed to do on Saturday afternoon did not suit her, then she reproached me for not proposing anything. So we watched movies… that she didn’t like, of course. At night, I snored too much for her taste, so she went sleeping in the bathroom, complaining that even with the door closed she could hear me. She made no effort to talk, answered “yes” or “no” (mostly no) and when I tried to start the conversation, I was entitled to a shitty answer like : “do you know that?
– no and you ?
– NO, OTHERWISE I WOULD NOT ASK.”

In short, she was in a bitchy mode. She told me that I did not understand anything and everything. So, I got pissed off and I broke up with her. Maybe that unconsciously, it is what she wanted. Except that I did it on Saturday afternoon and she stayed until Sunday night (because of her reservation on Blablacar). The atmosphere was tense, it was really contentious. I think, however, deep down, that it is for the best, it is more honest for my relationship with The Teacher.

Last Monday, I had planned to meet up with a 19 year old chick but she got cold feet at the last moment « I have my periods but if you want we can meet up anyway if you think I’m still worth it
– OK.
– Uh… do you mind if you see each other only as friends tonight?
– Yeah, but we can do funny things together even if you have your period.
– No, I do not feel like it.
– Okay then yeah it bothers me. »
Suddenly, she did not come and no longer answered to my messages. I knew it was a kind of shit-test but I hate this mentality. Instead, I watched a movie and I fell asleep. I really needed some rest.

I’m really tense right now (the slightest thing pisses me off). I digested this shitty week-end and the break-up with Virginie: after two years of relationship, it’s a mess, anyway. I’m afraid my dark modjo will take over again. Especially that I’m pressurized at work because of the fucking tax period. My boss even wants me to come working on Saturdays for three months. Luckily, my dad visited me this week. We spent three days together. He’s cool, my dad, he tidied up my apartment. It got me up.

Tuesday: I spoke with a girl on Adopteunmec who told me she was “transgender”. I asked what it is, she replied « I take hormones to transform myself, my penis has become small and I have breasts growing ». Out of curiosity I asked what we could do together « I can suck you, and sodomy ». Yeah, well, no. I’m not very into sodomy, I guess I prefer the other fun box. I then spoke with an arab girl who wanted to be fucked for the first time in the dark… without knowing the guy. She has already tried with another guy from the dating site but the guy did not manage to get his dick into her. True story. It could be funny but it turns out that she’s a total LSE who has no self-confidence. The kind who always says “well, bye” if I do not answer within an hour (while she wants to continue the conversation in fact).

Wednesday, I blown my nose when I got to work at 8 am and the handkerchief was full of blood. I freaked out, I was afraid of a stroke. Well, I survived but it’s scary : I was entitield to a crisis of anxiety…

Yesterday, it was a hectic day: I had a date with a very cute Breton but I was very tired because of the pool and I frankly did have enough energy for seducing her. I nevertheless tried. Perhaps should I have listened to the Force and should I have aborted the mission.

Our story began three months ago, she had to come to my place but had canceled 3 times at the last moment pretending “having to stay late at work”. I sent her the message of the last chance and she wanted us to really meet up this time, admitting that what she had told me before was a lie.

She asked for a glass of water before fucking while sitting down on the bed. The discussion was fun even though she seemed a bit tense. I tried to make her feel comfortable, I teased her and made her talk about her passion for her job (biological research) and other bullshit like that.

When I started getting a bit bored, I fiddled with her. She kissed me. Then, she proposed getting in underwear under the duvet. I told her she was pretty… she replied « thank you at least you know how to make compliment… you say what you think.
– What?
– Nothing. Forget it. I don’t want to talk about it. »
I thought she was fat when she was young or something like that. Anyway, I plugged her brain on a bad thing, I guess.

Once we both were comfortable in the bed, I thought I was going to stroke her pussy. She accepted. I kissed her then put my hand in her panties, fingered her and went down licking her after having licked her belly.

After a while, when she was very wet, she began to say, “No, no, we can’t do that.” So I told her that yes, we can, and everything, and then she started pulling my hair and then said “oh yeah, keep going.” So here we were in the bed doing funny stuff and all that, then suddenly, she went crazy. She stood up suddenly and began to hold her own head and say strange stuff. « No, fuck, we can not do that. We can not do that.
– Ah …
– No seriously, we cannot. I cannot ! That’s all. We can not do that, it’s impossible. It’s just crazy. I can not. I know that I have turned you on by messages! That I played the hot chick! I’m ashamed, I’m sorry to do that to you… plus, you’re very nice and cute! I am ashamed ! You do not deserve that.
– Well, calm down. No problem.
– I have to go, I have to go home. I am with another man in my head, it is not honest. I like to really be into it action when I am having sex. It’s not you, it’s me. You did nothing wrong! »
It changes everything if it is not me, but she…! Well, it looked like she did not have much experience, so I think she just freaked out and is suffering from an IO (maybe it’s about her ex).

She got dressed in front of me, so I pretended to masturbate and asked her to help me. “You want me to make you ejaculate, right?
– Yeah, you’re not gonna leave me like that, right ?
– Sorry, but I would feel raped. I cannot. Sorry.”

I understood that she was having a stress, nerves or anxiety attack : her panties and jeans were nevertheless soaked. So I proposed her to sit in my arms for 5 minutes, in order to just calm down. At this moment, she began to kiss me like a sort of passionate psychopath, but she did not let me go under her clothes anymore.

She opened the door of my room, and closed it by slamming it violently. In short, she left so I told this story on my favorite forum and fell asleep. Let’s see the positive things : I caressed the body of a pretty girl, I went to bed early and I am telling you a story of insurmountable last minute resistance (I guess I have not done that yet).

But seriously, the more I think about it and the more I wonder : WTF? What is that ? From the moment she started the process of going bad, why does she say that she is with her ex or a hypothetical buddy in her mind? We should always go to the end of our actions (when they are not bad) ! She’s sorry about what, fuck. For me, it’s a mistake to prefer to live in a dream and be unhappy rather than taking the good things life gives us and enjoying. People are becoming less aware of the importance of the present moment. The chicks really have the art of getting a headache! Perhaps should I have fucked her without any preliminary. It would have been good for both of us. After all, isn’t it possible to forget ourselves into sex, just like in anything addictive? Why is sex taboo when alcohol is tolerated and we’re even talking about legalizing cannabis?

In the absence of her pussy, many questions touched me: didn’t she like me ? Did I get too fat? Did I lick her badly? Did I smell chlorine? Did I fart into bed without realizing it? It is not very good for my level of confidence before the match France-Russia, all these questions.

The God of the Game wasn’t with me.