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Her underclothes were unpaired

Her underclothes were unpairedJuly 11th 2015,

What happened with girls lately?

To lift my spirits (and “to kill time” as would say people who do not assume) while I was still spending 1h per day in public transport, I reinstalled Tinder. This idea resulted in 4 adventures.

1 / The first week, I had a date with a nurse. Cute but a little bit chubby… here, they do not know olive oil, they put some fucking cream everywhere, so it’s not a surprise… It is the city of Gastronomy foremost while, I am from the city of Kalashnikov (we don’t share the same values)!

Parenthesis opened. Besides, I also began to get fat, I have already put on 2kg weight since I live here. Parenthesis closed.

Before the date, by texts, the nurse told me she wanted to fuck me, but unfortunately, she was menstruating (the oldest excuse in the world so it’s hard to know if it’s true). So, we met up in a bar instead she sucks me directly at her place.

I thought it would be a long-term investment and that I would fuck her the following week… but big mistake! We had a good time, she had a good laugh, I sexualized. But at the moment of saying “goodbye”, I tried to kiss her neck, several times… and she drew back all the time. I finally did it, but hey, it was weird. Hot with words, distant with acts. She eventually confessed she had a boyfriend and that, ultimately, she did not want to cheat on him, blah.

So, I told her to contact me when they would have broken up (because, yeah, with such a mentality, they may not stay together long). I have attached a photo of me, shirtless. It was a bit pretentious but I don’t care. I do not like when one makes me waste my time that way, I find it disrespectful, so I’m disrecpectful in return.

Especially that « time », that’s what I’m missing the most right now, after « sex ». The thing that got me pissed off it’s that after this disappointment, I returned to my cousins at 10pm : I had to cook something and everything, I went to bed late… and, « sleep » is the third thing I’m missing the most now. Well, it’s not a totally negative experience because I still had a good time and found a nice bar on the banks of the Rhone. There’s lots of people out there,  enjoying aperitifs on the lawn next to the barges. It has a romantically sexual side that I like!

2 and 3 / In the meantime, I talked to two other chicks on Tinder and received some pictures of their breasts and legs on Snapchat. I have not yet seen their buttocks but it is expected soon. One is on holiday in Avignon. The other is spending a few days with her parents in Normandy. This is the wide gap between the two! I hope their are supple in bed too !

So, I will see to take care of their case next fall, if they do not get cold feet meantime. Because yeah, chicks “strangely” let themselves go more, when real sex is impossible because of distance. It shows that they like it in fact. When it’s time to make it for good, on the other hand, many start being stressed, imagining crappy scenarios and prefer staying at home watching TV than having orgasms. Of course, they invente shitty excuses to try to justify such a stupid behavior. The trap here is to believe we have done something wrong. Sometimes yes. But sometimes no, when you have a clean game, you just realize that many girls “do not have what it takes.” They must realize it’s really hard and frustrating to do it to a guy, way more than if he had no hope.

4 / Last week (I had no time to write before sorry), I visited a chick who is a seller for H & M. We discussed on Tinder for a while. Then a blessed day, she gave me her number point blank. I replied teasingly “we talk with numbers now?
– This is my number, it will be more practical.”

Then daily by texts, I asked her what color were her underwear. She apparently said the truth and it was funny because she was often unpaired. Sometimes she even told me she was sleeping naked… it turned me on. I am just a poor hetero! I sent her a picture of me shirtless to kill time and she said “yummy“. Oh my God ! My cyprine detector panicked!

Here are some legendary sexts exchanged:
– “It is now hard at work and I’m not talking about my dick”
– “I would have enjoyed making love to you this morning before work”
– “I’m hard, you’re all wet?”
– “I have a pretty incredible erection at the moment, it’s a shame to spoil it by doing the accounting”
– “If you laugh at my joke you’re half in my bed
-haha haha then I laugh twice so I’m completely in. “

One day, during one of our regular philosophical discussions, she told me she gets tested every 6 months because she really loves sucking and swallowing. I replied that I understood because I loved licking. She invited me at her place the following weekend. So it was not a little pussy with guys just chatting to kill time and ready flake (canceling at the last moment with a shitty excuse) because scared to have a too powerful orgasm! It was apparently a real tigress, did I say to myself! Just for that, she deserved a great Cyprineman!

The evening of the date, I sent “I will be in 14 minutes at the address you gave me
– very precise
-… Yeah, you’ll see what precise things I can do with my fingers too”. Actually I arrived 45 minutes later. The course looked smalleer on the plane, but it was a good thing I was late because her gay roommate just left working in a haunted hotel (he is a receptionist there). It turned out that he sometimes tells her stuff he sees at night and it scares her. Good, I just had to comfort her behind. gays are our allies!

I climbed the stairs, I was out of breath just like after a quicky in an elevator. A beautiful blonde, long hair with green eyes opened to me. Seriously, really not bad, the chick! She was just wearing a t-shirt and her panties.

She wanted to kiss me at the outset on the landing but I defered the moment to bring up sexual tension. So I gave her a kiss on the neck. Then we went to her room, holding hands. There was a rat. Seriously! One more crazy girl (it’s the second madwoman I meet in Lyon). But hey, I was too hungry for sex then I ignored it. And it was not really a problem, for what I wanted to do…

We kissed for a while, then I started fingering her… she was too warm, so she removed her top. I understand her, you should know that this is the dog days here: it is almost 40°C warms at the moment and I’m not exaggerating… in addition to the pollution, it is suffocating, it is not easy… the south for heat that’s better, there’s at least some little fresh air!

Anyway, it was my turn to remove my polo then I took off her naughty shorty. I licked for a while (I was thirsty because of this calor) until she came. She commented “when I have an orgasm it knocks me out”. She then gave me a good blowjob, it was very good, and has lied down, turned her back and fell asleep. I took a picture of her ass and I left. I’m not such a bitch like that usually but in this case I found it was disrespectful to treat me like this, I’m not a dildo !!!

For confess, I would gladly have fucked her after. Anyway, as I prefer oral sex to intercourse, it was ok… I wasn’t too disappointed! I just really needed to unload!

It’s incredible how I have no time between subway, work, fatigue, the swimming I continue with great difficulty, etc. It became urgent for me to organize myself otherwise, to find a flat. Otherwise, there would have been one less womanizer on this planet (cause of death: implosion of sperm)! I got home early after this adventure, so I could sleep to catch up on my sleep. I slept the sleep of the just.

Yesterday, I sent her a text message asking if she had the result of her tests, but she did not answer. What a bitch! I have a right to know if she is seropositive, right?

5 / And in the near future? There, I still have to take care of a lot of stuff like bank, social security and many other formalities! I will also continue to pick up on the Internet because it works well here. Anyway, it is statistical: Lyon is much bigger than my old village so there’s a lot more targets. Seriously, the population is about 10 times denser than Aix-en-Provence. In addition, it’s a different mindset here, I’m not saying that there is no pain in the ass, but well. It’s something else… and since my old life made me reach saturation, it makes me feel good, this change of scenery.

Well, I don’t know many people in Lyon even though I already made out with 5 or 6 chicks who live there (before I moved there) and I have a good friend. I will also try to meet guys who are in the game but I will try to avoid the suckers and immature boys (like I said, I do not have much time for childishness and ego battles). I’ll select guys who will not be too likely to piss me off with their false problems of virgins conditioned to look for a love story with the first bitch a little interested in them they find (no I’m not jaded, it is just that I have seen many times this so pathetic scheme). I will see if there’s a LAIR (gathering of people who are in the seduction community) around.

Next week, I’ll host for a fortnight Virginie, my open relationship. In fact, her parents moved to Grenoble but they have not found accommodation yet. She thus does not really know where to sleep during the end of July then, as I am too nice a lovely guy, I’ll help her.

In August, I have 3 weeks of vacation (the firm where I work is closed): I’ll try to go back in the south at least fifteen days to see my cat, my dog and the sea that I miss greatly.

For me, the serious game in Lyon will start in September! Meanwhile, I’ll just do it as a dilettante…

May the game of the god be with us!

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Cyprineman arrived in Lyon!

In this third (and possibly last) volume of Diary of a French PUA, we’ll talk about sex, (online, street, night) pick-up, seduction, personal development and gender relationships. As usual…

But we also will discuss more serious matters. Love: what does a PUA (a serial fucker) when he falls in love with a girl? Active life: how to bang four new hotties per month when you spend 45 hours a week in an office? Fantasies: what actually looks like the inside of a libertine club?

For those who do not know me, my name is Fabrice Julien and I am a true libertine. I’m 26. I come from the south of France (Aix-en-Provence) but I have nothing to do there anymore, I already gave orgasms to almost all the hot chicks living in my former town!

So I recently moved to downtown Lyon, providential land of 69. How I found myself in that pussy eaters’ city? I spent 4 interviews for a job, one in Paris and three in Rhône-Alpes… and I have been chosen by 2 companies in Lyon. I chose the one that inspired me the most.

Anyway I’m happy because everything I learned in English ebooks and seminars about personal development (I do not like French literature on seduction I think we have missed the boat on the American community) allowed me to have exactly the job and the apartment I wanted: I managed to convince an employer to hire me without real experience and a landlord to rent me his apartment without bail. All this work on myself was not just for getting horizontal with chicks!

It’s been three weeks since I work here. At the beginning, I was staying at my cousins, a little outside of the city. They live in Gorge de Loup, for those who know. It was nice of them to help me but, seriously, I had over an hour of transport to go to work… I suffered a really shitty life “metro-work-sleep!” I am sad for people who do it their whole lives. For this to be livable, it should at least be “metro-work-abs-doggystyle-sleep”. End of digression.

It’s been a week that I have my flat: it changes my life. It is fairly well placed between Part-Dieu and my office. So I can sleep a little more, walk to my work and write nonsense stuff in my diary at night (instead of falling asleep like if I had drunk some GHB – I need to verify the composition of the water fountain in the office). I’m happy because I just received my box: I’m gonna be able to watch amateur porn and spend my nights on 9gag!

Seriously, I hope I’ll finaly get a life outside of work… I hope that I will now be able to play sports and go out in order to pick-up chicks the weekend! But it will not be easy because we work almost 45 hours weekly in my accounting firm (and it’s not figuration – me, who was living a sweet student life, what a change !) I can’t wait that my body gets used to this pace of life in order to ejaculate more, further, stronger.

In fact, the thing is that I have “health” problems that ruin my life. Some of my readers already know, I suffer from anxiety attacks since I have been assaulted in the street (among others causes): I suffer from post-traumatic stress for over one year. I needed time to accept a doctor but now I’m getting better. Moreover, it is also to get rid of a maximum of negative anchors of the past that I changed my city… Well, I do not want me to complain. Anxiety disorder with agoraphobia is not an easy thing, but it’s still better than cancer. So let’s be positive! Thanks to Lyon, I want a fresh start, to get back in shape and give orgasms to 36 pretty girls because that’s what’s missing in my hunting board to reach a nice round number. I should precise here that I have already told most of my past adventures in my Diary of a French PUA 1 and 2 there is even some evidence in, and there will also be some in this one too, I’m not a liar, but JUST a guy who shares his experience to help his readers understanding their opposite sex.

How do I find my new city/life? Very nice. Seriously, I like it! Almost all the girls bike here, so they have sexy legs. There is another exciting thing I discovered, it is the subway: there is an affluence of pheromones there with this heat. And with this subterranean proximity between people, in my opinion, almost everybody wants to have sex. I sometimes found myself stuck to girls wearing shorts on the subway and I gotta admit I got it half-hard (I’m a man with sexual desires, you need to anesthetize me if you want me to stay totally soft). Finally, all that to say that it really changes me, in my former city there is no subway (and God knows that I’m metrosexual).

People here are much calmer, more sociable, more friendly and open than in the south (north for me it’s above Avignon). There’s no comparison! How rude and excited there are in south of France compared with Lyon! I do realize I now. And I’m also speaking of traders and everything … it’s really another world here! It has nothing to do and I do not regret (yet) having exiled myself.

Compared with Paris… I do not even compare, here it’s super cool, like I said. There, to my taste, there’s too many morons completely pretentious who believe being the center of the world. I’m not saying all the Parisians suck but the directors of the Parisian company where I had a job interview were fucking assholes. I even left them, slamming the door. These motherfuckers made me drive 8 hours to Paris to call me a “wanker Southerner.” All that shit because they have seen on my resume (they did not read it before calling me) I was a beach attendant near Saint Tropez in my young years. So jealous ! Stay in your Parisian pollution, because you’re worth it…

In my work, however, it goes well. My colleagues are cool, I get along with them and certainly do not want to mix the game (the science of seduction) in all this because I do not know how they would take it if they found out my hidden face of respectful womanizer… very few people are open minded… so this will be my secret garden ! Well mowed, as I like. There’s still two big bitches in the office so I am wary. One of the viper is a quite sexy bitch with glasses but she is the niece of the director, a real ass-kisser that tells him everything. In addition she does Ramadan so I cannot even bang her. The other is simply not fuckable : fat, ugly and vulgar. Anyway, I said to myself that I would not mixe orgasms and work.

My objectives for this year?
– Kicking stress out of my life;
– Succeeding in my work;
– Meeting lots of people and having fun;
– Having a healthy pace of life and losing weight because I already put on weight (2 kg) in this region famous for its good food;
– Still improving my understanding of the game;
– Fucking 36 hotties (because I like the accounts that are round like Emily Ratajkowski’s breasts);
– I want this diary somewhere between Sex & the City, Girls and Californication. Except that, here, everything is real.

I hope you enjoyed this introduction. Otherwise I don’t care (sorry) because I’m writing for myself first of all, to empty my… mind. And to put my thoughts in order. This diary will be as personal as my underwear.

Inhabitants of Lyon, keep your adult daughters, your sisters and your mothers safe from me! Cyprineman is here to ravage your field!

See you soon… Inshallah.

May the God of the Game be with us !

FJ Cyprine

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30 little lessons on the gender relations

lessons of seduction

This text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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It’s been a while since I publish only adventures. It is time to take stock and draw some lessons. Here are thus 30 little lessons on the gender relations :

1) Think for yourself. This is the basis of the database but if you let yourself be influenced by Pierre, Paul and Jacques, you will gonowhere.

Then it goes through there to don’t be a sheep. Did you know ? Only 5% of people are innovators, 95% others are only vulgar followers devoid of reflection and critical thinking… Good pathetic sheep that graze on transgenic pasture that society orders them to swallow. What category of person do you think is more attractive? According to this logic, only 5% of players will become a good day.

2) In the same vein, we do not care about critics on our way of life.

Seriously, what acritical person says or does with more or less bad faithusually reveals more onthe fears of this person than on yours. Do not take at face value the crap one throws in your face, be strong, confident in your opinions and travel the world by realizing that most people are idiots and that their opinion does not even deserve to be considered by someone like you. Live for you and detach yourself from the eyes of those who are prisoners of their (wrong) limiting beliefs. Have fun, that’s all what is important, not the others! I would also like to tell to the hot girls to don’t get big-headed too much for that because with time faces wrinkle and breasts fall. And to the guys to score when they have the opportunity because the girls are a often weather vanes.

3) Seduction is everywhere.

It governs our lives, our wallets, our well-being … Its laws obeys to emotions and not to logic. They have hardly changed for centuries, they remained independent of race or culture of the country since the true “Game” speaks directly to the instinct of a girl, bypassing the “reason”(but this is to be qualified in the practice because that it is the official propaganda of Mystery). Remember: The seduction can make you become an accomplished man, a simple friend, a lover, a husband, a lover and even a god … But also, an enemy, a prey and a corpse. As with any weapon, be careful when you use it! It can work against you. I’ve already paid the price.

4) Attraction isn’t a choice :

David DeAngelo speaks better than me about it but you might as well seduce Swedish chicks who largely deserves their rank 10/10 as well you can fall in love unfortunately with a50 yearsold women (I’m exaggerating). These are the vagaries of life… “The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.”As would say Roger Dodger ” sex is everywhere “. As would say my office co-worker: do not listen to these hypocrites because the whole world is governed by the 0 and the 1 with the 1 which makes comings and goings in the buckle of the 0.

5) Between doggystyle and fantasize, choose.

By definition, we cannot fantasize about the girl with whom we sleep. At best, we can rethink about chicks we had sex with by jerking off.

6) We only have one life.

Any good psychiatrist will tell you CARPE DIEM must be/become your philosophy to be happy and enjoy your time on Earth.But not just any old way,all the same. Always weigh the pros and cons and assume that there will be a tomorrow.Living the present moment: yes. Committing suicide in the everyday life: no.

7) Errors are sometimes good.

Of course we can learn from it (it is well known) but what you are probably less aware is that they can prevent us from big stupid mistakes. Of course, we did not manage to sleep with this girl, but maybe she had AIDS or something. Maybe our lucky stars in fact have saved us from something much worse than missing a pussy that seemed open to our cock.

8) A relationship is built in stages:

If your Game foundations are fragile, the building formed by this girl climbing on your cock can collapse at any time (hello, it’s a metaphor – think about it).

9) The adventure is around the corner:

leave home and be sociable. The life of a man flourished through human interaction. I know that it can make you be thought of as a strange guy but at least you will be yourself not like those who wear masks hoping to look “normal”. I am proud to be different.

10) The peacocking theory claims that, as this bird spreads its colorful tail to attract females, the man who wants to attract girls should stand out from the competition.

There is however a gap that can form between cultures: Sex before marriage, arranged marriages, etc … However, the science of pickup is universal and peacocking (standing out rather than blending in, being enough confident to assume wearing accessories, embodying a more exciting lifestyle than the one girls are used) seems to operate in all cultures. But not necessarily with the most tight-ass peoplenor with the most manipulated by society, and it’s not a problem, they are not the target.THE KEYWORD OF AN UNINHIBITED AND EFFECTIVE GAME IS: ASSUME! It is not because most of people assume(accept) nothing and invent excuses that we have to do the same thing! Assume yourself for God’s sake! Let’s show the example together if we want that things change and that the world becomes less hypocritical!

11) Girls love it is said that it is not in their habits to give up to the sex appeal.

But in fact, they just want us to imagine that it is not in their habits. Question of reputation and everything… They are not programmed like us in terms of responses to temptation. Again, culture, education received, and her models can influence her behavior (it’s like kissing a girl: for some it means something important, for others it’s like if they were buying their bread, it’s just casual like that).

12) The unknown is more attractive than boredom.

The main border that separates us from the adventure is anxiety (approachanxiety as well as sexualanxiety).Beating it releases a sometimes unsuspected potential. It always comes back there, talking to people and being sexual must become your second nature…

13) The obstacles tenfold desire:

provided that there is hope and that the attraction is already felt. Indeed, persisting when it’s over equals losingyour time and self-esteem.

14) True strength is emotional trickery, because the brain dominates the body.

15) You are what you perceive.

At least in the eyes of people who do not really know you. And how many people can you say that you really know? In my opinion, it can be counted on the fingers of one hand. So I am a genius for some, a dangerous monster for others! Also, certain days, I am really a God on the field, others I’m not that awesome. That is why it is necessary to see on the length-term.

16) We do not sell off our respect.

Including by giving money or by making too many efforts for a girl to get sexual favors (which are not even guaranteed).

17) The feminine sexual appetite, when one manages to unleash it, is much more voracious than that the appetite of man.

18) The character of a woman (and yours too btw) is certainly influenced by her intellectual level and plastic but also by past events in her life including her childhood.

So if you look like her father she loved, she will instantly have a crush on you. Similarly, if her father beat her, you can be as handsome as Ryan Gosling, she will hate you if you look like him. It’s just an example.

19) Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.

You never know what a girl can book us but we always remain optimistic without being blinded. Stepping back on situations and on yourself avoids a lot of disappointments.

20) An obstacle is not really important when you’re motivated to overcome it.

They make me laugh the girls who say “yeah I like you but we cannot meet for X or Y reasons” because in fact they want to keep us below the elbow. When you really want someone, you can. Beware of bitches who most of the time just seek to be desired by many.They probably will never do anything more than what it takes to maintain your flame. Your “Game” if he gets this result, probably wasn’t good enough … Again, the problem may also come from the chick and her broom in the ass, from her lack of internal strength (will to overcome social pressure) or from her deep fears. If it does not cost you much to maintain contact with such a chick you can, when in doubt, but do not invest much. And those who got cold feet once will probably get cold feet all the time thus do not take them too seriously after the first flake. The thing is girls often secretly want but do not manage to dare thus they blame you because it is easier to youmake feel guilty: but it is not always your fault when it doesn’t work… you will notice it when you will be sure that you have good Game. The not confident girls want guarantees before having sex or whatever because they know that it would be better for you with another girl but they don’t want you to know it.

21) It is better to avoid drugs and alcohol abuse to have a clear mind to better “Game”.

Most people who use these substances are unhappy people who fill a void. But the seducer is supposed to be comfortable. Another thing: if you do not know why you drink, or if you get drunk because “it feels good” or “to do like the others’, then refer to 1), stupid asshole ;).

22) Emotions = reason. In seduction, we must reach to offside logic of the girl.

She must live a moment out of time with you. And as far as possible, do not regret it after.

23) The sex spectrum can fit men and women in stereotypical roles.

Man seeking pleasure, woman fleeing pain. The fear experienced by men when they approach a girl, women feel it when they give in to the penis of n asshole. To be invented : the condoms that would protect from STDs, babies, and feelings. Indeed, the “fair sex” can say what it wants,they suffer more after orgasm before depending on who she falls on. If we can speak of suffering. It is also the role of the PUA to be nice with the babes oncefucked. Love women do not hate them, PLZ !I know that the border is fine.

24) Love without trust does not lead anywhere.

Can it even exist? Jealousy shattering confidence and lack of trust breaking love. If you are too jealous and you care too much about the girl, do not show it, grit your teeth and hold on. There is much more to lose than to win.

25) Wait at least three months before saying “I love you” even if you instantly feel you would like to grow old with this girl.

The opposite would be tantamount to a “Ted Mosby,” as Barney would say. Look on the internet if you’re not a fan of the show !;) The girls can also reveal big defects on the length-term they succeed in hiding at the beginning with the aim of catching you in their cobweb.

26) Couple Relationships: when it’s not working it’s not.

No need to try one thousand times with the same person. I do not want to communicate fatalism or other bad stuff, just realism. It broke, it will break. 99% of the time.

27) The desire causes suffering.

Because if we do not care about a princess, we will not suffer because of her. But if the desire, the attraction, is sincere then it is over. You will be eaten, whatever the sauce. It’s better to know it and enjoy the present moment.

28) You never win alone.

The thread that connects us to reality is not thick… who will take care of us if it broke? This is the question I ask myself when I fuck without a condom. Damn, if I get AIDS or whatever, I’ll never game again in my life. Renouncingall the wonders offered by the “Game” for ten minutes of pleasure? Ridiculous, really need to protect us. Without condoms, it is certainly best. But without STDs it is even better.

29) If there is no love, there will be hope.

If you want a girl to forget about you, give her no hope. Otherwise, she will hang on for a long time by believing that you play to a silly game and it will be boring. Conversely, learn how to recognize when a girl gives you hope for not bothering to break your heart and when you really have a chance with her. Again this is not an exact science. Refer to 20)Think in terms of investment at time and energy for a result in term of pleasure and satisfaction.

30) A relationship without cooperation is doomed to failure.

If on the other hand, you want your relationship to work with this girl, be ready to make concessions (even if you do not drink alcohol).

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I love you now

I love you nowThis text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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Sometimes we make crazy things, we are very afraid but it’s still one of the best memories of our lives.

I encourage you to break this glass prison that is fear because it is behind fear that crazy experiments are located.

Sometimes some people will do for you, or will push you to do so, but it is rare, knowing that humans have a natural tendency to procrastination. Then do not always take the easy way out. Also know that more time is running, more people are anxious and afraid. I speak about French people in general. I am going to try to motivate you …

Remember though that: the one who does not make a step forward makes a step back.

That day, I was a bit bored so I went alone to the mall “Plan de Campagne” hoping I could find some new girls with who I could go out (because all my friends were sick or in a couple or pissed me off).

I wandered for a while in the shelves of different stores without finding the courage to approach. I was resigned to fail when I saw a pretty saleswoman who took her break who was open. There were no many people so we could talk easily, it was a good thing. Opener : you cannot look at me this way and not talk to me.

I made to her a lot of bad jokes and I teased her and everything. She said she worked a lot and I told her that too much work and no fun makes Jack a sad sire. She said I was the coolest customer of the day. “But I’m not a customer” actually. It was true because I had bought nothing. I asked her if she was damn bored all day long to see the bimbos and the riffraff who populate abundantly Marseille since Gaston Deferre buying things clearly over their waysin cash with the drug money.

She said yes, but one must earn some money and that jealousy and malicious gossip are useless. That the most mattering was that she leads her boat legally. So I said a “I love you now” for fun and to try something I read in The Game ; and she came in my game. I felt that I had tamed her in two seconds then I asked her to close her eyes “why, you’ll sting me something?
– Awww no, trust me, I’m in love with you, you know so trust me.“She was playful and understood my special humor so she did … and I kissed her. Well, it was not the coolest kiss in the universe because:
1) the situation was not very appropriate
2) I was psychologically ready to get slapped so I was a little defensive
3) I felt the eyes of the people around us in the “what the fuck?” mode (or I was paranoid).

“Do you often do stuff like that?
– Every time I fall in love.
– And do you often fall in love?
– Shut up.” I let her regain some composure and she told me cool stuff like “it is the most surprising thing that ever happened to me since I work here except when a customer has crapped in a radius and that the guard was showed us the video in a loop.” So I have promised to come back. I never did.

It’s so beautiful to break the everyday of people this way. If I could, I would do it as a job. But for that, would need that I earn enough money to live…

So buy my ebooks, babies.

#Fabrice Julien, author of indecent texts

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Oral orgasm while blowing

This text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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Read on a blog for girls: a quack coach teaches that women who want to seduce a man must cook good things. I laughed out loud when I realized that women do not understand men more than lambda men understand women.

Seriously, if you’re hungry, you go to the restaurant. But, to leave us a huge impression, a girl shouldgive us the best blowjob of our lives. We will then remember her until our last breath. If I am single and a chick lets me know she is good and is motivated to make me a demonstration : I run after her all night long… and if she is really good in addition : she shouldn’t worry, I will call her back the next day. Finally, I think that to better understand the gender relations, we should just accept our respective simplicity.Do not see that as a defect.

After this “appetizer,” I must tell you the incredible story that happened to me. Why was this girl different? She offered me via my blog something more than just a fuck, rather a sexually and very rewarding educational experience.

Indeed, she studied Tantrafor years and found a way to orgasm deeply in her mouth just by sucking cocks (which just goes to show that it is in the head all this, this is why some people manage to enjoy during the sleep). Moreover, her behaviour projected sex and orgasms. Girls like that, it is not common. Maybe just by eatingbananas, she can enjoy.

Between “scary” and “exciting,” my heart swung. But because I am a positive guy, I decided to focus on the exciting side of the case. If I summarize the concept, she offered me (the most naturally) to bring me into another dimension by playing with the muscles of her throat during an oral intercourse. I would have nothing else to do than lending my cock.

It was interesting me in the scientific sense of the word, like an explorer. As Christopher Columbus discovering America, I set sail for the unknown(s). I was going to explore the legendary world of Tantra. The one that makes so many people fantasize. Much ado about nothing or there are really crazy things in those old customs?

Rendez-vous halfway between our places, in a hotel.We created a link with a drink before she swallows me in the intimacy of her bedroom. Without this, transgressing sex magic does not affect me. I more need, I think, that it fits with the girl as a form of approval and mutual attraction than doing some stupid dry humping against her body. When it came to “sex”, she took matters in hand like a queen so I obeyed her as one obeysa nurse. It’s exciting as when they “take things in hand.” For me, sex is the man’s responsibility. However, reversing roles sometimes is enjoyable (and relaxing).

She lay on her back and leaned her head over the edge of the bed: funny but unorthodox technique. I had never seen such a thing.With her hands on my butt, it was her who hold the reins of this session. After a while I traveled. The euphoria invaded my body. I understood the meaning of life, why we are on Earth and everything (but I forgot in the meantime)… I was thinking of a super ugly Lama so I don’t come, quickly, to extend the session. My anxieties were veeeeeery away at that time. Shestarted moaning like if sheenjoyed it even more than me (and maybe she did).On the other hand, the return to reality was hard after that.

Her performance finished, she smoked a cigarette. I drank a caramel tea and offered her some BN. I like all the blowjobs but then frankly it was magical.

Maybe I could one day, me too, enjoy by making a cunnilingus (licking a pussy).

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Is it possible to stay one month without ejac ?

Is it possible to stay one month without ejac This text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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The game, if I can call it a game, was to do not ejaculate during one entire month. I was thinking I was going to succeed easy-peasy because at the momentI was in a slump, but when I took this fucking decision, I think I pissed off the whole universe because that is apparently not my mission in this world: I strangely received plenty of calls … including a lot of girls that I had stored in the folder “Mission aborted” for ages and who suddenly came back tempting me.Like if a higher power was telling me “you just had a really dumb idea so I will make you regret : they will all want to blow you …”

And, indeed, it was harder and harder every day. After one week, a simple kiss in a club was enough to make me hard all night. I tried to give orgasm to girlfriends who pressured me on the phone but fuck, it excited me too, what a torture! Anyway, they enjoyed, perhaps even more than usually because I focused on their pleasure and not at all on mine. I’ve licked a lot of pussies too without asking anything in return.

After fifteen days, I decided to have sex for good … but to firmly hold on. It was hard, very hard, if you know what I mean. As if I wanted to stop smoking when people are smoking a cigarette in front of me: you must have a strong motivation to succeed. Must say that it is a habit ingrained in me, satisfying my impulses … I admit that I have more or less jerked off on average once a day since I was born (with a girl or with my personal girlfriend ie my hand.) So here we are, I’m a kind of cum-addict and I wanted to wean myself.

At one point I had the idea to train myself to enjoy without ejaculating some great masters of Tantra like are able to do. I have not been able to orgasm, but I have not finished either … phew (I stopped just before) … So, this session of sex rather put me in shape me instead of tiring me. Once is not custom. So I repeated the experiment with others girls.

With that said, the fact that I did not finish in doggy style disrupted more than one “YOU DON’T WANT ME, HUH, WHAT’S WRONG ? WHY THEN ARE YOU FUCKING ME ASSHOLE !” Women are just too accustomed to the fact we ejaculate, they feel guilty or disgusting when it doesn’t happen.

I admit, I lost a lot of fuckfriends during this period. A real massacre: but I am very stubborn (it’s not my fault it’s in my DNA)! Must say that I gave back to my semen its sanctity, making it rare and it was not nothing. After twenty days, I did not even have pain in the balls anymore when sitting down. I could dominate me, control me, and stay away from girls. The hard part was probably behind me (no, I have not tried to get sodomized).

So I resumed my seduction activities on the well known social network that begins with Face and finish with Suckerberglapute. I talked to this girl, a cute brunette. We warmed each other, like before I started this little challenge. Understand, I have never met this chick though she lives in the same city than me … Because she talked a lot but did nothing in fact (like many cause it allows them to stay in their comfort zone while feeling desired), it remained a fantasy relationship (so much the better because that’s what I needed at that time).

She said “come for me on Skype and we’ll meet up.” I said “no”. I resisted a little and then I said OK after the 24th day. We did never meet up after that, she was just a biatch who had challenged herself :I won’t let me trap so easily again, besides “you deceive me once shame on you, you deceive me twice shame on me“. It’s the hormones that disrupted my judgment, I guess, fuck. Needs to precise that she had assets !!!

But I do not care, because I shared something sexual with her in a way… I saw her naked, and everything (on the webcam). Finally, it’s different, I know, but … Understand me, when I don’t fuck, I approach and when I don’t approach I imagine naughty things. The girls that I want and I cannot get in real life, I’ll fuck them in my head. You are now warned, ladies !!!

In some ways I am addicted and proud of it.

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Really a shitty idea

This text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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Do you know this nice little story written by Haruki Murakami?

Once upon a time a man and a woman made eye contact in the street and immediately felt something rare. They miraculously found the courage to speak to each other and spend very pleasant almost magical hours together. Everything was perfect except … they wanted to test the Destin, otherwise there would be no story.

So they thought that if they are really made for each other, Destiny that made them meet once will make them meet twice. They thus left each other with no way to get back in touch with the other, thinking that if they meet again by chance, then they will get married and live together for the rest of their days blah blahblah. Really a shitty idea, if you want my opinion,but well let’s say it’s cute.

So far, this is all very romantic … but reality catched up with them: they didn’t find each other again. Years went by and everyone took other lovers … They then met again in the street but unfortunately did not recognize. True story.

The morality is that love is hanging by a thread, you have to seize your chance. This is also on this premise that street pick up isbased : this girl will disappear forever in Aix’s streets unless you find the courage to speak to her, and then, maybe it will be the beginning of the story of awhile life (or even just one night which is already better than nothing when you know how life can be hard). Who knows ?

All that to say that I met THIS girl some time ago in a bar. It was truly symbiotic and reciprocal between us, we hardly could believe it, it was impressive. Much in common, troubling coincidences, etc.

That same night, we did not sleep together nor anything, saying to each other that if we met again, we put together in couple because it seemed to us too good to be true. Except that the city in which I live is not so big: so one day, we met again.

Except that when she saw me again, weeks later in a bar, well, you might say I had my tongue in the throat of another girl. “You’re really like the others …
– So will you forgive my behavior because I am a Man? Or did you expect I’m better than my peers?
– Both, I think. ”

The thing is that we slept together but it was crap. Well, it was not awesome from my point of view. She also slept elsewhere in the meantime : so they are always readyfor morality but the truth is men and women are equal. They’re maybe worse than us.

Indeed, she told me she had a boyfriend, but not with herone true love, and that it was better that way. Because even if we got along really well, she did not feel comfortable with another man the himin her bed. That perhaps simply afraid her after all, to get into something else.

Me too, actually.

I’ll call Hafid. Back on the field.For better or for worse. I prefer the worse, btw.

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Have you already acceded to an inaccessible girl?

This text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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Have you ever met an”inaccessible”girl? The kind of somewhat haughty princess because she knows she’s hot, the kind that guys seem to annoy because getting what she wants from them is too easy for her, the kind who makes no effort to be friendly. Alice falls into this category. She is tall, brunette with blue eyes, quite lovely breasts and legs … I don’t wanna talk about it :I do not want to be held responsible for a wave of depression over the south of France! A perfectly flat stomach, a natural and beautiful mouth and a skin of an incredible purity. The kind that when she enters a room, the guys shut up their mouths to better stare at her: it’s like those girls in magazines, except that she is not photoshopped, HER.

Hafid had met her by doing some SPU the university of letters and had invited us all to a late aperitif in one of my favorite bars in the old town. In the eyes of the sexbomb, I was just aninhabitnt of Aix like the others (neither tall enough nor handsome enough nor rich enough to seduce her with my passive assets only)… I really had to try to change that.

I tried to include her in the conversation because she played it distant with the group, and I confess that she looked not really interested by naughty boy I am (that’s an understatement): “if women are more attracted to power, money and social status so why would they rather sleep with Guillaume Canetthan with François Hollande?
– Because Hollande, he isfat and ugly. “shehad responded casually without further explore the issue. I should have guessed that… after all, she is too good to bother to think or to developher answer. My goal was just to move the discussion on her, so I seized the opportunity to start a private conversation with Alice. We talked a bit about her: she wants to be a model, 18 years old, new in town, in a relationship with a rich 26 years dude.

This kind of girl is described as “inaccessible” because she is not connected to reality, at least not to the reality of Mr. and Mrs. Everybody. A sort of wall separates her from the problems of ordinary people. Then, I must say she makes no effort to bridge the gap: no unnecessary smiles, do not feed the conversation, not much culture, btw. Only one asset : I have already bangedhot girls but there she is another level. Here it’s the kind that if you touch her you’re blessed by the gods. If I fuck her I will have the right to self-proclaim PUA me for life.

2:00 in the morning, Hafid and his girlfriend offered us an after in their loft. OK, I accepted and she did too (the other people present at the bar: we let them go home). Once in his den, Hafidou left me alone for a moment with his girlfriend and my target. I do not really know what happened to the girls I guess they were quite drunk because we quickly came to talk about three-persons-massage. So I introduced the famous synchronized massage by two people on one. My target had nothing against (must be said that the currentHafid’sgirlfriend is not totally straight). We started to work on my target with my friend’s girlfriend.

Litlle by little, we started pawing her breasts, licking her nipples, to undress more and more. Warning: this kind of bomb does not give she receives. Must say for her defense that she did not have much to do to be a quality partner, thanks to her perfect body. What challenges the theory of the Game …

I removed her soaked panties. Meanwhile, Hafid joined us. So here, we made a foursome in their now famous temple of debauchery inAix… Morality : it has good sides to live with a girlfriend when she’s a swinger. The partys skins at Hafid miss, by the way.

At the moment, I was there, penetrating this feminine perfection and I said to myself “fuck but I cannot believe it is she blind or what? How could it happen? “After beating, Alice has told us a” I had never done something like that …
– Ah, and then?
– That was cool. ” A more developed response from her would have surprised me.

In the end, the experience was average but we don’t care. It was at least one experience worthy of the name, and I’m still fucking hard when I think again about her naked. It turned me on to see her hands on my body, my tongue against her tongue, her mouth around my cock, her mane in my fist and her buttocks making back and forth against my pubis. It excited me less when it was up toHafid, haha!We had to make a foursome, plus they hadto drink several beers at the bar, we had to be two players and a bisexual to get there… to convince her to sleep with us.

NB : I have still not fucked Hafid’s girl. I don’t wanna risk our friendship even I suppose we’re over that. I respect you too much dude.

Besides, when a girl rejects me, I look back on some hotties with whom I had an intimacy (like her or Marylou, the Audrey Hepburn look-alike) and I say to myself “you do not know what you’ve just missed girl.” I do not even insult the killjoy in my head anymore, because I know my value then I do not care much, that’s it. Too bad for her.

And so much the better for the next one to whom I will devote my talent instead … <3

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Explosive mixture

two sisters in my bedThis text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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Two sisters in the same bed, mission impossible? Even for Tom Cruise? We will see…

The young hedonistic

All wet, Pauline (one of the sisters) goes out of the pool of her parents. If you want my opinion, they have a wealthy father who used his status to marry a hottie … Hottie who made two daughters models then divorced because he was never home, reaching a beautiful pension she enjoys in this very moment under the sun with a young gigolo. Results: two hotties a little bit weak in their head, more or less left to themselves trying to fill a void by adopting an extreme approach to sexuality to try to interest a little bit daddy (even in a negative way) … without success. Luckily, our paths crossed when she contacted me via my blogwith a so shitty opener that if it was you who used it the girls would not even look at you before sending you to Hell, so “who’s your daddy”?

My air was filled with a strong smell of chlorine when she suddenly glued to me. The more I spent my hands almosteverywhere on her naked shoulders, on her muscled stomach by her cardio and her hip of young woman, the more we wanted each other. I love girls like her who take advantage of their 20 years by intensely and freely living the moment. No judgment, just fun. It is also my creed. So I guided her to her room (not easy when you’re mouth to mouth, in addition she closed her eyes). I violently thrown her on the bed, and it made her laugh: but a teasing and female juvenile laugh tickled my ears as I went down to kiss her swimsuit bottom. She stayed lying down, staring at me as claiming for more … even if she already knew the outcome.

What did this pretty blonde expected from me, basically I do not know. Maybe she was looking for a form of acceptance? After all, I was in her eyes, her “beautiful favorite writer” (I quote) … Maybe she was trying to getmore mature? Why do chicks look for it while it’s just a trap made by adults to try to make us become one day as miserable than them? Maybe she was just libertine, and only wanted to give, take and enjoy. In any case, it was the same thing for me.Anyway, this is the kind of answers I’ll never get, unfortunately.

The former – nun

Alexandra sweating, arched and bit her lower lip. She was sexy and wild, what an explosive mixture… Well, it was really exciting to watch her. An explosive mixture that filled my test tube of mad scientist. That said, it took a while for the preliminary to warm her at this point so I was very proud. She is on meme, trembling a little. Totally clenched, she clung to the sheets, like if she was afraid of losing balance. Oh, I’m not a bull at the Feria de Nîmes (even if I’m a bull in bed) !!!

A cute little metro ticket conceal her nudity … she had not tamed yet. She asked me to be “soft” I guess it’s what a girl alwayswish for her first time (I cannot imagine a “fuck me hard, I’m a virgin“). She had pushed away all her various suitors because she saw in them bounty hunters like BobaFett seeking reward after screwing Princess Leia with his lightsaber (but my favorite character remains Chewbacca). Everything must be perfect, she should be able to think about it again on her death bed and say it was really perfect.I had to prove I was a good choice. THE GOOD CHOICE. It put on me a sigh of pressure, but it went well eventually. Must say, I begin to know how.

It is also an experience that marked me in terms of understanding: I remember she sought her own gaze in the mirror of her room when she made me get in her. It happened between her pussy and her mind, so I closed my eyes and I left them together, being only a man-object at that moment.

Which one to choose? Why should I choose?

Pauline slept with 32 guys: I was not much to her eyes, while I was the total sexual story of Alexandra. I should not break her heart … I should not propose a 3some with her sister. Damned, it tempts me! It is impossible anyway, she chose a guy with a conscience … Consciousness that ordered me to don’t spoil the reputation of men in her eyes (others will do that for me, I have no doubt about that but the first impression is important). Thus leaving the place ready for the next seducer who would cross herdestiny. And yes, we are supposed to be united, us as men. I say “supposed” because some make me ashamed and are not supportivein my back. In short, there is not only female solidarity that is fucked up, eh!

So, I did not really have a choice, this is the hedonistic nympho who suffered. But that night, as I fell asleep with her sister, Pauline fucked an ex … A dirty drug dealer, a big asshole, but I had nothing to say … She chose to punish me, punish her sister , punish her dad and punish herself. One stone four shots, plus I think he was stone (no I’m kidding). There’s nothing worse than a girl with a broken heart who seeks revenge. It’s going to fuck all-out in this room if she destroys the bed, but I do not want to be held responsible.

Take cover.

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The night will be long

This text is a bonus in my Diary of a French PUA 2

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Hafid will come over, he wants to go out to meet girls. Fortunately he is late because I am too. I’m still in boxer: not shaved for two weeks, recovering from my last night hangover by chowing down on beer (seriously, it works). I have to move my ass : go take a shower (alone this time I really try to wash myself), then spritz the One Million (a real girl trap this perfume) and finally suit up with a black shirt (when I don’t know what to wear I choose black).

Despite my laziness, I am ready before he arrived (this guy is always even later than those who are late). Frankly, if it was not for him, I would have stayed at home to watch a hot porn and send pokes on Facebook. But Hafidou is a real bro … for example, if my car breaks down, without hesitation I call HIM to come and help me (what I mean is that we are not just linked by our relationship with the girls unlike with many other guys). So, I cannot refuse him anything (or almost). “Dringdring“, he landed around midnight with an incredible energy. Damn, what drug did he took this bastard!

We go out in a pub. Smile. Input.. Chicks in every corner, they drink, laugh, throw glances right and left (they want to be approached). Each girl is unique and increasingly intoxicated by the smell of PacoRabanne that invades the room. Each contains endless possibilities of potential adventures if we can tell them what they want to hear … and more important to say it the right way (body language). It has always fascinated me to realize how we should not trust appearances, how the nerve pays and how everything is possible with the Human. Sometimes they look like the worst bitches on Earth but in fact they are super cool (and vice versa, I guess).

Two hot babes who do look like bitches (in their twenties) approach the bar. Gottago approaching either I’m gonna twiddle my thumbs all night long. Hesitation … I’m not warm. I feel the hand of Hafid in my lower back that firmly pushes me towards the duo. Oh, I hate when he does that, why doesn’t he go there him? On the other hand, it’s a great concept for shy guys who need a wingman. I’ll patenting the Hafidou’shand.

If I listened to Marx, I would dismiss the responsibility of my hesitations on society. If I listened to Freud, it would be on my parents. And if I listened astrology, it would be about the Universe. In reality, I think I am the only one responsible for my actions and therefore my results … so I gotta move my ass, no choice, I must go there. Because in fact I think we can only blame ourselves if we did not have the courage to live out, if we did not listen to our desires, if brief we have not exploited our full potential (which does not prevent certain and certain to find excuses to justify their inaction and feel better) … Fuck, I should have done studies of philosophy.

I absolutely do not remember how I approached those two chicks, I just remember them having said to them “It’s now we’re young”. This sentence has since become my slogan. I’m surprised they are still talking to us … but I guess that people are happy to talk with new people if approached properly and if we do not try to sell them something. Personally, the only thing I’m trying to sell is my body … and free of charge in addition, does it count? The conversation was then divided and I attacked the tall blonde (in my opinion 175cm + 10cm heels) while Hafid was negotiating an unhealthy doggy with the sexy brunette.

By talking with my Barbie, I learn she is pregnant. Not for logn, but … I still continue to flirt because I like the dark side. I do not think I’m Darth Vader or anything (although I have a beautiful pink lightsaber) but this is the most interesting in my opinion, that’s all. Indeed, all the adventures you can live in Aix at night involve the dark side of the Force. Angels sleep soundly for a long time at this hour … and paradoxically dream about the dark side. Because the more one tries to silence it, the more it gets stronger… And yeah, it attracts everyone, just like Megan Fox does. Personally, I sleep like a baby: my dreams are full of kisses, pancakes and giant teddy bear. The dark side, for me, it’s to represent temptation in the eyes of some chickens. But I do it for their owngood. For the love of women. Someone has to do the job!

The conversation becomes so exciting that the bar closes, but we did not see the time fly. It’s crazy, it also happens to me sometimes when I have sex I guess it’s normal. Just like last time we got home around 10pm with a princess: we did it twice and when she left … it was 2am. But “what the fuck”, where did the time fly? What did we do? Seriously, I would have realized it if I had banged during 4 hours … Even if we also talked a bit, warm-ups, preliminary & co … In short, sex is time consuming. Perhaps even more than Facebook … So you should think carefully before having sex (no I’m kidding it sucks to think in these moments).Well.

So, they wantsus to accompany them … So here we are with Hafid each one with a girl : arm in arm. We protect them fromvillains and sex-starved dudes … the truth is I arrive at the shoulders of mine (so it is her who protected me) but if she doesn’t care about seize, me neither. On the other hand, having sex with her, that would be wrong. But I never chicken out, so I wanted see where it would lead us. But damn, she is pregnant, fuck! I am not going to ejaculate on a fetus! So I abort the mission. Hafid still takethe number of his girl before leaving, then we escorte the blonde to her place. She gives me a kiss on the cheek, and it is good for me after all the Frenchkissesthat happened that night. A threesome with her, it would have been too much.

On returning, the screen light of my computer and the purring of the cat (and the purring of the computer) soothe me. Marie is connected on FB on her mobile, it is almost 4am, she goes back home after a party and she wants us to meet up. Understand, I work this chip for two weeks and now she wants to come over… The girls also have a brain, she knows what she has just signed for by proposing this after.
Legendary text message with : « btw do you have a sex toy you ?
– no it is broken
– ah that’s why you want to meet up so »
The night will be long. Think about me.