Category: Diary of a French PUA

June 4th 2014,

I received this text from the girl met at the Gala des Arts et Métiers.
“Tomorrow it’s OK for me.” (that we meet up and have sex)
“Okay I’m free from 7pm, tell me what time is good for you. Do you wanna have a drink at my place?”
“At about 8 pm so? Don’t you wanna go rather in a bar ?”
“Hmm yeah at 8pm it’s good for me. You want me to make love to you in a bar ???”
“Well in fact nevermind, forget me. I’m getting cold feet.”
“Lol. OK that’s awesome. You’ve already seen me, you’ve kissed me last Saturday and everything and needs to go back to the public place now? What’s the point ?” No answer.

 

It is often the same thing with women : It is chicken, weak, without any will. They prefer to stay in their comfort zone rather than to live a nice adventure… I find it saddening but it is a life choice after all ! Life choice that I don’t understand because I always prefer to give it a try even if it means making mistakes more often that in my turn. But so, the only person who will deserve a slap it is the other one who will get cold feet and not my image in the mirror of my Castorama bathroom. Let’s not forget that mirrors too often pout in the morning.

 

Finally, what quite a lot of people have difficulties to understand it is that the sorting is made by itself, between those who deserve my magic tongue and those who will never know it. It is not because I propose my divine seed that it is beforehand won for them, it is rather a good test to differentiate those who have a little “pluck” and those who will never do anything “crazy” in their life. Forgive this peremptory tone but it is true!

 

Personally, I am constantly led by the desire of discovery of a new body (it is a real drug I enjoy it) and the fear of losing this high-powered long hard cock (John-David is the name of my dick – 5kg without the balls – 1300 mega watts – when I’m getting hard it’s the beanstalk).

 

Fortunately, by logging on the world-famous cursed social network, I received a message from Misty (a buddy in Paris) that cheered me up. I share it with you because I find the end totally legendary. It a little restored my faith in humanity.

 

If you are not happy because you wanted to read one of my adventures, I challenge you to channel-hop. There are pictures of Laurence Ferrari naked who has sex with a horse on ADS thus go there, fucking Peeping Toms. Yeah yeah I’m taking to you the red-haired person who scratches his testicles take out your hand of your boxer shorts right now it is yucky! And to you too the nymphomaniac who phones to your friend the mytho to tell her with whom had sex this WE. Thus go sucking Sélim’s penis if you are not happy.

 

“ It’s been two-three times that I date Marie, this young blonde with a thin body and with a sexual ardour that I had never known previously. You thus easily understand why I like this girl. Every time her tiny ass crossed the threshold of my home, I knew that the pleasure party was going to be really nice.

As a reminder, we had kissed each other during a party at a buddy’s. After two-three kisses, the temperature quickly rose (the alcohol had already warmed us, then we didn’t need much more so that we want to mutually touch), and as a result, we found ourselves in the bedroom of my buddy. After a fast passage of my hands on her legging, I went inside, grasping in full hands her buttocks and slightly pulling her string. She could not handle more tension, then she decided to go down to please me, alone, like a woman. Stuck to the door making me suck, my buddies began to ask themselves questions and tried to open. I had the presence of mind to lock to avoid that an unwelcome visitor comes to steal us this precious moment between two human beings in total sexual connection. Except that my buddies, these suckers, began to bang the door, until one of my buddies who knows Game told them to go away. Unluckily, that cooled us. We thus decided to meet up again, and the next time, it was sooo hot !

For this Friday night, I was partyless. No plan, I thus unsheathed my smartphone to see Marie. Only the idea to see her again was enough to give me a beginning of erection. Luckily, she had nothing to do either that night. The problem, it was because neither her house, nor mine were free. As a result, I told her that we would improvise. Having driven until my home with her car (about ten kilometers all the same), I jumped in her car and we found ourselves in the small recess where we had stopped the first time we had sex in her car. Between a zone of works for a national and a sports complex, just behind a small low wall, she parked, and we fell over on the back seat. We started soft: little kisses, petting, contact with the fingertips … No I’m kiddding, it was wild.

I was just on the back seat that she jumped on me (technical exploit seen the available place), removed her top and I began to touch her tits by kissing her. In passing a hand in the back, and the other one on her attractive bent buttocks, I felt her very hot. She took off my pants with so much envy that just this fact alone could have made me hard. This girl is so much endowed for the preliminary that I had to excite her as much as she had done for me. I thus lied her down on the seat and I licked her until I feel her leaving her body. Then, still hot, she began to ride me, while pressing my hands sometimes against her breasts, sometimes on her buttocks. The desire to take her doggy-style naturally appeared in me: I turned her around, caught her buttocks and penetrated into her rather hardly. Windows had become opaque because of the vapor caused by our romps. We continued during tens of minutes until we perceive lights coming from the outside …

I lost my erection right away. She was afraid, and a voice of man came from the outside of the car: « Police, go out of the vehicle »

She freaked out like crazy, and I was not very reassured either. Still trembling because of the sexual excitement (or because of stress), I put back on with great difficulty my jeans, my shoes without socks and I went out by putting back on my t shirt, followed by Marie. « ID cards please. »

We gave it to them. And then :

Policeman: « Hmm ok. Well, we know what you were doing, but here it is a private place, it is not public. There are cameras here, watch out. Next time, get a hotel, or go to your place.

Marie : « Yeah, I agree »

Policeman (talking to me) « Did you finish your affair ? »

Moi : « Not really »

Policeman: « Well, finish quickly and never come back here anymore. Ok ? »

Moi : « yeah ok »

They left, and we stayed there, outside in the cold. Holy shit! I still trembled! And I still wore the condom! It was really a funny situation when I think about it. Marie told me that we were lucky and I laughed. She said that she did not well put back on her string and that it is back to front, haha.

In spite of that, the sexual excitement had totally disappeared, and impossible to be hard correctly after the savage sex and the funny event of the weekend.

She drove me back home, and left back direction her place after two-three fags and a little talk.

Adventures like that, I want it more often !”

 

I applaud my buddy with feet and I go back trying to make a fortune by writing a scenario for Canal+. A fucking story of clubs with orgies and Senegalese whores that would be even funnier than Dominique Farrugia’s laughter.

 

May the God of the Game spares us all police custodies.

June 3rd 2014,

I have just realized one of the most improbable Pick-up of my career. I violently quarrelled with a girl on FB then I met her to have sex with her. Incredible!

 

It is a girl whom I have poked two weeks ago, since that day we speak to each other: student in 1st year of medicine, cute, fresh, wants to become a little bit naughtier, has flaked me last Saturday “I am chaos” instead of “I am KO” okay I wipe the slate clean… I won’t knock her out with a Larousse dictionary.

 

 

[PART 1: THE ROW]

 

Then here we are, we had a date at 8 pm in Aix except that at 7:30 pm she sent me “we see each other rather at 11 pm” and at 11 pm “is it a problem if I come and see a friend before she doesn’t feel good because of a guy?” I downright freaked out! It was disproportionate I don’t know what happened to me. Especially that like a horribly normal student I am at my parent’s to revise my exam of October at the moment, and thus I had reserved my night and especially I had told to my parents that I was going to fuck a chick :it’s too much of a shame to be flaked like that in front of your family !!!

 

This conversation is very interesting from a point of view psychology*communication (a lot of shit tests), especially for the twist in the drama, then I put here the full text (I would not write all this if I was not excessively paid so like my FB page and follow my Twitter/Youtube to encourage me PLZ) :

 

06/02/2014 11:12pm

ME : I don’t want to put the pressure on you nor anything but I dress up or I go to bed ?

HER : Ah I’m with my friend.. But otherwise we can settle comfortably in a car. Don’t necessary dress up well ? But if you’re too tired another day ..
Don’t dress up well doesn’t mean come naked ^^

ME : lol no no I’m motivated

HER : What do we do then ? Because I would like that we settle comfortably in a bar but I am in a pullover and don’t really want to dress up ahah

ME : 30 seconds ago you told me we settle comfortably in a car
but well you’re with your friend until IDK when…..

HER : But you wanna go to bed?

ME : I think you will flake lol
And I as much want to go in a bar as to shoot myself
And obviously if you give me no clear answer I am going to go to bed! Moreover it is already late while we had to meet at 11 pm thus we will postpone I guess

HER : What is a flake? No I know I am sorry but I told you that my friend was not feeling good. And understand my dilemma we don’t know each other I have never seen you I don’t imagine myself going up in a car without anybody all around do you understand?

ME : Well listen I reserved my evening for you to finally do nothing, I wasted my time so that irritates me
a flake it’s when the girls get cold feet with shitty excuses
And the thing to settle comfortably in the car it is not me who spoke about that eh ^^ it’s up to you if want you it or not

HER : Yes I want it but I am with my friend so if you want to go to bed then go to bed. No I’m not getting cold feet . If you’re tired sleep.

ME : ah well if you want , as we say “when you want you can”
Yes I am tired but I am ready to make an effort for you, but that does not seem to be mutual, it’s a pity

HER : if I proposed you that we see each other last time it is not for nothing

ME : well ! you look in shape tonight
I have a concrete thing to be proposed to you
How long approximately will it takes with your friend?

HER : What do you want to propose me? I don’t really know… not long I think

ME : you are in L***** that’s it ?

HER : Yes

ME : okay

HER : ??

ME : Good because my osteopath is in Mimet so I took advantage of it to eat at my parent’s, I am still there and I would have taken advantage to come to see you to coming back in Aix but I don’t want to drive now especially if I don’t know if you will not finally tell me “no I stay with my friend” thus if you want to pick me up here there are nice places for a night-stroll there (it’s approximately at 10mn of L*****)

HER : Eeeeh your plan is weird.. Did you understood what I said when I said “we don’t know each other” you can not be mad at me for that. Then I won’t tell you that, I just need some more time with her.

ME : no it is not weird
I have no desire to drive at midnight because I am fucked up

HER : At the same time you had told me that you were in Aix

ME : No I live in aix under normal circumstances
We had to see each other at 8 pm eh ^^
I would have came back easily

HER : Yes but tonight you are not in aix. And I warned you early enough for the fact that it would not be eight o’clock..

ME : yeah I know
So I’ve eaten with my parents and I’m still here

HER : Ok ok so what ?

ME : well or you pick me up here and we settles comfortably somewhere and we spend a great night; or we do absolutely nothing

HER : Ok well me I don’t know your town and I don’t want to get lost. I was OK for aix. I think we did not understand each other well. So have a good night.

ME : okay
your loss eh
Due to making your princess and making yourself movies
I’m fed up with being taken for an idiot

HER : At no time I took you for an idiot. It can be the case the other times seen your manners of speaking indeed.

ME : not related
I’m disapointed
all this for this …

ME : We could have a good moment together, finally I lost my evening waiting for you, you are going to stay with your friend, and I have nothing to blame me for concerning this fiasco eh the efforts I would have made them eh and you begin to freak out for nothing, to play the unsuspicious and hopppppppppppppppppp very very disappointing but well it is just like most of people : adventure frightens you

HER : The efforts? It is you who didn’t any more want to drive while we had agreed for aix. Finally it is not too bad because your reaction proves me that I would have wasted my time with you..

ME : you wuld have lost nothing eh darling
you are 100 % at fault in this story have at least the honesty to admit it
I have other things to do than waiting during 1:30 am after the arranged hour, that is what I call “respect”

ME : That would not have hurt you to be seduced and to have orgasms but going out of her zone of comfort it is hard I understand! Seriously what are you afraid of ? Hello I am not an old man with a moustache who made a profile of young person eh and if I am irritated it is because you made me lose ALL MY EVENING THAT I HAD RESERVED FOR YOU all this for nothing, you got cold feet you in the end and especially do not apologize eh blame me instead

HER : What I admit it is that I left seeing my friend but I spoke to you about it you said it was OK , needed to say it at this moment. And you really believe that if there should have happened something between us that would have been tonight? Maybe I would not even have liked you. We could have meet once and see if that could work.. I ‘m not looking for a boyfriend understand me please, but I’m not looking for a dead man of hunger either. I thought that in 25 years you would be capable of understanding the fact that I am careful and especially that you know that I was very afraid just two nights ago. And it’s a pity because once again, at 25 years old, I thought of finding somebody who would have been on the same wavelength and who would know how to not COMPLICATE THINGS. But I see that it is not the case.

ME : Not to complicate things that means not commanding respect and agreeing to be taken for an idiot?
Try to don’t make me be thought of as a dead man of hunger or an immature eh
Yeah but apparently you are too careful when it is not worth it and not enough when it would be necessary
Ah yeah you are the kind of girl who sees a guy who you like then to abandon him on principle to frustrate both of you? No but needs to overcome her conditioning eh
And let’s be clear if you went seeing your friend it’s because you were put under stress to see me that made a diversion to save time
(If ever you really visited somebody)

HER : I went to see her because she needed me. I won’t repeat you give me a headache for nothing. I recognized that having visited her while I had told you a certain hour it was borderline but when I spoke to you about it you pretended that you didn’t care. And in addition it is you who said that you didn’t want to drive anymore. It is none of my doing me if you are not in aix because as so you told it so well “when you want you can”.

ME : Okay let’s admit it
But when you pretend that the idea of sleeping with me tonight had not even crossed your mind : I say LIAR
And I don’t see what it changes for you it is the same distance it is even less far for you to come here
For your friend I didn’t think that it was going to last 1:30 am eh

HER : Well then even if it was the case you feel obliged to send your dirty sentences saying that I take you for an idiot while not at all and understand it is everything but sexy. I don’t understand why you piss me off now because it is you who finally did not want to drive any more.

ME : Well, yes it was the case then don’t play the unsuspicious, it irritates me the thing “I am not a whore me” you took me for one of these poor guys for whom a girl who thinks about sex is obviously a whore? I thought that you had understood who you are dealing with
And excuse me but your behavior is so classic
Girls I tried to pick up a lot eh and it is often the same thing, you have those who are adventuresses those who want to run wild, they visit me and have a lot of orgasms and ask for more of it
Then those who behave meanly, then pretend that I am a dead man of hunger to justify that they have not the courage to go out of their zone of comfort, and I didn’t think that you belonged to this category you disappointed me
In brief, good for you if you do not know what you missed
(And don’t call me asshole it would be overrated, I just tell you things as they are)

HER : OK you are definitively hopeless. At no time you tried to pick up me love. I assume perfectly the fact of being interested in a relation without consequences but I also assume the fact of being careful. I am like that, and I do not believe it is a bad thing. Now good for you if you are used to girls who join you in a lost place but it is not my case.

ME : but the thing
it is that you think you are smart right now
And do not take a condescending tone because that irritates you that I deliver an analysis of your psychology
you assume absolutely nothing the proof 10 minutes ago you told me “I never do anything the first night blablabla”

HER : Yeah all right about my psychology, you don’t know me so what are you talking about seriously?

ME : The thing that irritates me it is to be the only one to know that if you had come you would have been satisfied of you and I still have to make efforts and beg you for that! That irritates me
But it’s ok you think you are unique, while in fact you are all quite more or less similar

HER : I didn’t say that, I said that I would not join you in a place I do not know while I have never seen you. We would have been able to begin by having a drink and yes at this moment if that was ok we could have finished the night together. Then stop with your insults. You know nothing about what could have happened if at least you had the courage “to drive”…

ME : ok what did you risk? In the worst case you went back home
Ah we would have been able to finish the night together now? Who had believed it? 10 minutes ago you told me that “you were not a girl like that”
the “courage” no but seriously girl are you trying to manipulate me like that? I don’t take the car at 1 am for a girl who kept me waiting 2 hours eh! It was in your turn to make an effort, you did not do it, it’s a pity for both of us but it is you who messed around there

HER : I know nothing about what I risked it is not careful that’s it. I just want to have fun, to spend good moments. But what you can’t understand it’s that I don’t want to get lost in a lost place with a guy I don’t know. At no moment I told you that I was not a girl like that. I think that is needed a minimum of seduction. And of course if I did not like you I would have left that’s it.

ME : well then why didn’t you just do it ?
It is the 1st time you meet a guy who don’t get confused and who tells you things as they are? Some male energy that’s strange eh
did you think that I was going to throw myself on you like a madman or what… I reassure you I have eaten tonight eh lol
The answer: you risked nothing
you have my name, you have my photo, you know where I live you know that I have a blog

HER : It is me who manipulate? While I was ready to come to meet up with you? And that it is me the first one who have proposed that we see each other ? Dude you told me I don’t drive at 1am that would have changed what for you? I don’t understand that a 25-year-old guy does not understand that a 18 year old girl does not want to go anywhere when she does not know the person nor the place.

ME : It is exactly because you don’t know me that it would have been an adventure and that you would have been able to have fun
And it is not lost there are 10 000 inhabitants here
me I am not angry eh I just told you what I had to tell you then calm down!!!
don’t cry eh you still can have your orgasms if you put aside your ego

HER : Yes it is the first time that it happens to me indeed. Moreover it is what I liked , to know that you were not one of these honeyed hypocritical. But there are limits all the same. I don’t think I deserve this false trial while you have never been in the shoes of a girl and you don’t know all what can happen to us…

ME : that’s ok I know it but I thought you had understood who you are dealing with
When you treat me like if I was as dangerous as a villain of the north districts it is hurtful

HER : You think that I am going to cry for you? But where are you coming from? I can find guys like you at every corners of street.

ME : Ah and btw it is exactly because I am not a dead man of hunger that you cannot manipulate me
H’m no lol guys like me are very rare but this is another debate
then if you prefer the guys who lick your boots, who play the romantic and everything, all this because you can make them do what you want just because you are cute… well it is pathetic and in addition they will badly fuck you

HER : No you are not going to make feel guilty like that me. I don’t care if I hurt you when I tell you that I don’t know you and that I have no idea of who you really are. You would have been able to promise me all the orgasms of the whole world (still to be proved) I would never have come there without anybody who knows where I am except my friend who would have been able to do nothing if I had found an old pervert at the meeting. If you are not capable of understanding that it is because you need some notions of life.

ME : Yeah “still to be proved”, well let’s see, as if by chance you do not let me the opportunity to do it 🙂
well you just have to say to who you want that you come I have nothing to hide and I am not an old pervert I am me
You , you go sexy-dressed alone at gare St-Charles and you find that dangerous to come to see me in a enlightened village no but seriously do you realize what you say

HER : you look so confident. me I don’t care that we lick my boots it is not what is going to make a difference in my life believe me.

ME : I don’t “look confident” … I am and it is exactly this confidence that pisses you off
but finally I am not going to let you treat me like an average guy
like I said I have nothing to hide, everything I told you is true, including the orgasms, and to verify it you have only one single thing to do, have fun a little and come to let off steam of this frustration

HER : Jean basket is it sexy-dressed ?! Lol you don’t need much then. I thought I was safe with a friend that night. But he did not show his balls is it my fault? That will not work like that, I find that my too careful reaction for your taste is very appropriate.

ME : I don’t know how you were dressed, and it is not my fault if you hang out with pussies, but do not treat me like them thank you
Your reaction IS too careful because you risk nothing, and not appropriate seen that it has wasted what would have been able to be a good night for both of us
Always needs to complicate everything while that could be simple… fuck why why why ?!

HER : don’t you understand that to meet you I would like that it is in a more secure place first? We have a problem then

ME : all this is bullshit

HER : Are you insane ?

ME : pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
I dunno who you think I am but you are totally wrong, and stubborn in addition

HER : Ah no you are hopeless that’s it. When you will have understood then call me back. I am going to sleep. Alone by your fault, and your laziness to drive.

ME : ah yeah because you assume now ?
where is the public place that is in fact useless because we want to sleep together?
The worst it is that you are persuaded to be right while at the beginning of the conversation you didn’t even assume that you intended to sleep with me

HER : that serves to see if you are not the perverse old man… I don’t even understand why I continue to explain it to you seen that you do not understand.

ME : And if you did not make love tonight, and especially had quality orgasms as I doubt that you already had, it is because you didn’t move your ass
I have nothing of a pervert eh
we are chatting for weeks
you have seen 200 pictures of me
you have my name, you know where I live you can find me easy
And if ever it is an old pervert who comes well you just leave right? I don’t even know why we speak about it seen that it will not happen

HER : Where didn’t I assume ? And you repeat yourself that is useless. I will continue to think that I must be careful if I don’t want to finish in a cellar or I do not know where.. And it is not your whim that is going to change things.

ME : But I make no whim
I make a fair proposal

HER : And I did not spend all my time on your pictures by the way.

ME : “and do you really believe that if something should happen between us that would have been tonight?” did you write it or not ?
In brief frankly if we stay in this dead end we are two idiots

HER : Yes I wrote it because you are too confident, you don’t even know if I would have liked you. Maybe I would have found you ugly and I would have left you know nothing about it.

 

[PART 2: THE TWIST IN THE DRAMA]

 

ME : I admit that I was a little bit excessive, but admit that you were dishonest

HER : I have not the habit to have a change of mind. For me I was right. And a man who wants to taste me he gives himself the means. (I’m not asking you to lick my boots as you said but to drive a car).
A little bit excessive? Downright excessive.

ME : it’s ok I’m not saying the opposite you are an attractive girl

HER : You know why I did not do that thus

ME : I also say that this small quarrel just made me want to see you but tonight while we are still hot, so that you see that I am no guy who has only a mouth on the Internet
I think that you did not do that because you found that weird, and you found it weird because I didn’t give some good explanation

HER : Ah?
Yes it is certainly that.

ME : Yeah because you could say to yourself that I am just a guy who speaks on the net but who IRL has no balls like the others
Yeah that loaded me with sexual energy, then it is healthy the quarrels at least we said what we had to say

HER : I imagine that not with everything that I’ve read.

ME : Ah you read things about me? well it is not the subject

HER : Yeah but you had a flying start.
What you wrote at the moment.

ME : ah okay
I admit you took it in the place of others

HER : Bah it is not fair you don’t know me not and you send your clichés.

ME : well yeah but you fitted inside, and then admit you tried to test me

HER : Testing you about what?

ME : to see if I was going to be chicken out
well, do you smell any energy in you after this quarrel & do you want to evacuate it ?

HER : To chicken out ?
I have some energy in me yes

ME : Have already made you love after a quarrel?

HER : Yes of course

ME : how was it ?

HER : it relieves

ME : do you want that we meet half-way ?

HER : the problem remains the same..

ME : well listen if you don’t like me, or if I don’t like you, we go home but at least we wouldn’t have stayed at home like two idiots with this sexual energy into us
Then do not always imagine the worst scenario like that, look at me I stay positive

HER : And what if you are the old pervert..
Yeah but you are a guy ^^

ME : Lol enough is enough with that ^^
I am the guy who is on the photos
You know the commonplace guy you can find at any street corner ^^

HER : No but seriously we laugh about it but it happens sometimes
Ahiii you’re so sensitive

ME : don’t worry I am not hurt lol
I stay zeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen ^^
do you have skype ?

HER : Well I really want you now. I really want to see you. But the problem remains the same and this quarrel will be useless if I come to see you now
It would not be logical
Skype no

ME : fuck you could have seen me in your webcam
me too I really want you
This quarrel will rather have been of no use if we do nothing ^^

HER : I know..

ME : I swear you I have so much sexual energy in me that I begin to be cramped in my boxer
And it in spite of the fatigue it is a big time

HER : Because you have a boxer?

ME : Well yeah we have a hot weather

HER : Exactly…

ME : lol ! Well come on stop losing some more time
I’m serious it is the adventure right now! And it can be so good to let off steam

HER : I know

ME : you want it, I want it, we are not going to let imaginary barriers dominate us all the same

HER : I am for the adventure. But the anxiety is still the same.

ME : It is the stress of the adventure you feel ; I feel it too
The adrenalin

HER : But where would you want to meet up ?

ME : Well we can find a place, you don’t go out of your car especially, so that you can see that it is really me
In this way you will take no risk

HER : I don’t really like it..

ME : Well anyway I don’t know why we speak about that , it is me
how do you want me to prove it to you
We quarrelled well and it would be really too awesome that we see each other now and that we release all this
But well needs that we both make concessions

HER : I know but it is not in my habits to join somebody I have never met at 2am.

ME : Yeah me neither
It is a so atypical situation
I would really like to see what can happen
Seriously according to the plan we are at less than 10km from each other

HER : And would we go to your place?

ME : Well, no in the car to add some hot pepper
Ah nope 14km to be precise

HER : And if I don’t like you ?

ME : Then you go back home and I do the same
But well do not always imagine the worst scenario like that
You know I am not going to make a disease, I have not an oversize ego, and at least I would say to myself that I gave it a try
I am optimistic, I say to myself that we are going to make love and that will be awesome after such a verbal fight

HER : It’s not wrong

ME : well I tell you where we meet ?
I’m on “google maps” there

HER : Seriously I’m scared

ME : me too
that you eventually send me to hell
I feel nervous in fact
But needs to control ourselves and to know what we want
right now I really want to see you , even really want you I admit
seriously it can be legendary , an original meeting like that

HER : But is it comfortable in a car?

ME : Didn’t you ever try? That has its charm honestly

HER : It is a strange idea. Where would we meet up?

ME : There is a nice quiet spot next to my place I send you the route
It is really quiet and if ever we like each other we won’t be disturbed
Unless you want that we meet up somewhere else

HER : I would prefer somewhere I know

ME : like where ?
because if there is a lot of people in the street it won’t be a good thing

HER : I don’t really know but at least to meet up so that I see that are you not the perverse old dude and that we discuss a little the time of a fag or whatever that would reassure me

ME : okay where concretely?

HER : well I don’t really know your place thus I don’t know

ME : Lol otherwise come where I told you it will be so much simpler
We will discuss don’t be worried I am not a savage ^^
And I guess that you a little know who you have to deal with if ever you have no desire to go farther you will just have to tell it to me and we will go back home
If you go now in not even 10mn we are together

HER : Yes but I don’t feel good I don’t know the place nor you and I am pulled.

ME : I really want you and you want me you told it to me
Nothing bad will happen seriously we are at 10 minutes the one from the other one it is nothing
I am going to wear a jeans and a T-shirt so you will can take them off if you want 🙂
but plz come so that we did not all this for nothing now it would be too stupid

HER : Do you want to come to L*****?

ME : yeah ok ! where concretely?

HER : There is a small park there I don’t know if there will be people but at least to meet up.

ME : well okay how is it called so that I look on the plan?

HER : I don’t know in fact it is just next to a day-nursery

ME : Are you sure that you don’t want to come to the precise address that I gave you lol
it would be soooooooo simpleeeeeeeeeeee

HER : No
You really don’t want to come to L*****..

ME : well in fact because you look undecided then I say to myself that I am going to arrive over there and that you are going to tell me “finally no I’m not coming”
in addition you are not able to give me a precise place
Whereas I know that if you come, I am fully going to assume that I want you
Needs that we stop our bullshit we are going to waste everything
That would be too stupid

HER : I would find security in being next to my place but it’s up to you

ME : you will be just 10km away from your place …
don’t be a pain in the ass earlier you said yes to come here
come on plz so that we did not all this for nothing
I swear that it can be really awesome but needs that we both make the effort

HER : You said yes to come to L*****

ME : yeah I know
come on plz
It is no debate it is sterile what we’re doing right now
Nobody is right nobody is wrong

HER : I would not make you come if I didn’t think about it seriously

ME : in 10 mn we meet
c’mon plz me too I think about it seriously

HER : Yes if you come to L*****

ME : Give me a precise address
seriously “A park next to a day-nursery ”
so glamour

HER : But I cannot open the plan

ME : well do you have google or not ?
You don’t know how to give me a precise address
while I have given you one since 1h
You would already be there it would be good
Come where I told you I swear that it’s not dangerous
date at 2h55
We have lost enough time
I swear on everything you want that you are not going to regret I don’t know what better I can tell you

HER : No at L*****seriously

ME : Needs that you control yourself right now and that you leave direction adventure

HER : I give you an address in two min

ME : Come now that turns in a loop
Why don’t you want to come while you know that I am too tired to drive and everything
It would be so simple
make a little effort plz all the same

HER : well no , too bad , another time then if you are too tired to drive you are too tired to do it too… Besides you will have to come back in Aix at a moment or another one

ME : Well it’s been 30mn that I tell you that CONTRARY TO YOU I AM GOING TO MAKE THE EFFORT TO DRIVE UNTIL L*****
and you are not even able to give me an address seriously …

HER : You don’t let me enough time

ME : you asked “2 minutes” 15 minutes ago

HER : You don’t stop talking to me

ME : move your ass

HER : Rond point L***** B***** it’s ok ?

ME : yes ! Well if I come at how much % are you sure to join me?

HER : sure to join you. there is a park for child there try to go here I am going to walk there and go out of your car too ^^

ME : Okay well then if are you sure we make an appointment there at 3:10 am! But give me your number as guarantee plz

 

Then, I sent her a text and she answered. Well, I left at 3 am, I saw no car on the road. I arrived in less than 10 minutes, I had a little difficulties in finding her but she answered her phone thus that was OK. Her voice was very stone, I do not think that she had taken drugs but well that’s surprising, certainly the fatigue!!! I parked in a parking, I joined her under a lamppost. Everything took place on the body language level, my calm, my confidence, etc. I approached, I saw that she tried to kiss me when I said hello to her then I took her in my arms after having given a kiss on the cheek to her. Then we sit on a wooden barrier, and I caressed her hair, her back. She turned to me. Seriously, she is attractive, thin, but she smells the fag! She kissed me then came against me, put the hand in my jeans and began to shake me up in the city center. Then, I did the same (I caressed her), her legs began to tremble. At the end of a few minutes, she asked me to go in my car. Just like my cat, I am a night-hunter!

 

I put her in underwear, then she caught my cock and shook me. I wanted to do other things but she wanted to do only that. I jerked off ! Well, that was fucking good for me to exult through this masturbation all the same. I was fucking excited and full of sexual energy I slapped one liter! Good thing the osteopath told me no excess to don’t be too tired this evening… Then, I lied her down on the back seat I managed to put my hand in her string even if she resisted “I am not comfortable, I am stressed, I don’t like the place, I don’t know you, but I want you, we should see again each other somewhere else”. She was very stressed! I made her rise with ONE SINGLE finger, she rose very high, she removed her panties (with the hands moistened by my compulsive masturbation) alone just before enjoying, certainly to do not dip it. During the rest, I took off her bra. She told me “it is not a normal situation…
– but who decides on what is normal or not?” Finally here we are, that made me be hard again and I would very gladly have fucked her like she deserved… Instead of that, she made a nasty Last Minute Resistance, but I admit that on an enlightened parking with the look slightly napping and the cars all around it was not very glamorous either then I can understand it is just too bad to have gone there for no more. I asked her if she did not have the impression to be in a dream “yeah totally” and I asked her for what she would have done in this dream “we would have made love”. But IRL nothing. In brief, I suggested her moving the car in a dark corner but she did not want either, too much afraid of me , that I kidnap her apparently. At a given moment I locked the car door so she cannot open it by clumsiness when she enjoyed, she demanded that I UNLOCK IMMEDIATELY!!! Otherwise, she wanted to go from L***** to Aix, having sex at my place, then that I drive her back at her parent’s and that I return then at mine. I admit that I am a little crazy but there are people out there who are really crazy!!!

 

In brief, then I resigned myself and we a little spoke. Her, installed comfortably in my arms. She knew only 2 guys in her life. Several years relationships (when Hafid tells me that there are only dirty girls in medicine I answer LOL). Then, an unknown like that, that excites her but that makes her feel fear. Besides, she really has no experience if I understood well. She asked me if I was going to put the story on my blog and I said yes: that probably did not contribute to make her feel comfortable… I admit I should maybe have lied but I don’t like that. She asked me how I could be so imperturbable in this situation, I think that it is the experience that spoke. Not much destabilizes me about girls : seriously, that does not make me raise even anymore an eyebrow all this… It is not the first time I jump without parachute! I guess that she has reliable problems (in herself and in the others): plenty of guys promised her the moon and chicken out. She told me that I will never call her back after that blah blah blah. She asked me why a 25-year-old guy like me made love with a kid of 18… I answered her that youth has charm… but at the time, I prefer them a little more experimented because the blockings it gets on my nerves. She would have been able to enjoy much more and stronger if she had gone at the end of what she had so well begun… finally maybe that once again, I demand too much to the others.

 

In brief, I was not even back home when she sent me a text: she wants that we see again each other, but in my apartment this time, to finish the work. I hope I have given her a lesson of life “nothing is impossible when the will is here”. I shall give her a lesson of sex next time! On the road, don’t ask me why I had put the radio Nostalgie and they wished me “hello and good awakening” that was funny !

 

I hope that she will not have buyer’s remorse. Like, when she left, she was satisfied to take on herself to come to meet me and to enjoy. But with time, she will maybe feel guilt (or her friends are going to make her feel guilty even if I asked her to don’t tell them that) and considering me inequitably as a big jerk. Seriously, if she tells that :
– The guys who would have liked taking her doggystyle will call her whore because they would have liked this is their testicles that she empties;
– The girls who do not have the courage to have fun a little are going to call her whore to consolidate in their shitty position of ease even if they would have liked living an original adventure like that.

 

[PART 3 : a big doubt]

 

Otherwise I am too satisfied, I took a rank in tae kwon do (yellow belt: like the sun which gets up, I am at the beginning of my learning in this domain). And Virginie began cooking me too good things (last time it was a cake zucchinis / salmon no but seriously needs to marry her. In brief, what makes me want to follow my reflection to conclude… It is crazy how I become touchy: as soon as we piss off me, I send to hell quickly. Before I was less extreme all the same, more tolerant! These shitty flakes, it’s common practice, nevertheless, that still manages to irritate me while I should be armored for a while. Sometimes, the girls even manage to make me feel guilty a little: I say to myself that my Game is maybe too aggressive, that I demand too much to them. That it is maybe me who make some shit and the common run of people who is right. Maybe that I am stupid and 100 000 km away from reality. Seriously, it is impossible to make have a logical reasoning to people. A lot repeat and will always repeat during all their life the same bullshit… It is inconceivable for me! I come up against walls, even in my own family: my brother assaults me by telling me that I am too thin and that I have to be in poor health all this because we begin to see well my abs while he and his wife are obese and smoke in spite of the fact that she is pregnant. And nevertheless, in everything I said, if I put aside what I see and the fucking social pressure and the conditioning of the morons: I notice that it is so logical. I’m fed up with hearing always the same chicken arguments of ignorant girl “and if I don’t like you IRL ? And you are too confident that you believe that you are going to manage to give me orgasms, you are a dead man of hunger because you assume that you want to fuck me I prefer the pussies move forward masked they less frightens me even if they are coward traitors in the fact, etc.” Fuck you band of embittered discouraged by your boring life!!! Needs that they stop reading not intelligent women’s magazines – pleonasm. It is not because I don’t do like the others nor like you (and what I am less bored) that I am wrong (and that you have to annoy me to compensate for). I return to my sentimental short stories far from the pains of your rotten world. Ah yeah and before I forget here is the worst shit test that a girl who wants to force you into error because she does not assume can use “ah yeah, it is good what you are do, you will find a lot of girls who will sleep with you continue … ah but no me of course”. LOL. Look for the logic. The truth it is that it is the ones who assume to go at the end of the attraction who are rare and remarkable (the courage to take on themselves) not those who get cold feet or who do not assume while pretending to assume, beause we can find hundreds of thousands like them.

 

May the God of the Game kiss all of you on the mouth.

May 27th 2014,

Hello ! Here the writer of Sunday (what leaves me all week to pick up on Tinder). Needs that I tell you the news a little! Warning : as a good dictator, I oblige you to read to me, otherwise I condemn you to make you cut the cock with a nail scissors or fill the pussy with some cement.

Two weeks ago, I received a message from a girl I fucked last December: she wanted to present me one of her friends who had not fucked for a long time. I went to see the profile in question: a pure bimbo of Marseille, hot but biatch. Well, let’s see farther than appearances, I said to myself in my big generosity, and I added her on FB. “yo what r u looking 4 ?” huuuuu what a bad start… We a little talked and she was OK so that I fuck her next Friday. She knew only one single guy in her whole life and wanted to learn how to run wild with a professional. Her friend had advised her my cock and my magic tongue. The day before the date “where do u invite me 2morrow ?
– At my place.
– sry I have a boyfriend now”. AS IF BY CHANCE! FAKE. LIE. Roughly, she freaked out at the last moment like a lot of girls who are afraid of going out of their comfort zone. Needs not to make me waste my time presenting me not reliable girls, you will know it. Already that she applied, needed that I pay in addition a restaurant or other thing?! Needs not to mess around, girls…

Last week, I went to get tested. The face of the doctor when I said that I had more than 30 partners since my last test (in August 2013) was legendary. She asked me if I prostituted myself… true story. She also asked me if I had somebody in my life, then I spoke to her about my open relationship. She was close to the syncope. I believe that the common run of people is not ready for that. By going out, I have seen Hafid who came getting test like every week by whistling.

On Saturday evening, official reception of Arts et Métiers (a very famous party in Aix) with Padawan, Le Gothique and his friends. I said to Virginie (my little “open relationship” darling who reads my blog and whom I like very much to death) “I go out tonight
– ah, you will do some NPU ?” she killed me there. Otherwise good plan: we had places for €10 instead of the normal price of €30 (a girl who could not come resold it in front of the school) and I found money on the ground by going there. What a karma!

There was a girl there who threw herself on me into the entrance “it’s him !!! (aggressive)
– him who ?
– the fake-fucker of Internet! You think you are too beautiful because you fucked more than 150 girls? I don’t believe you, you are short and ugly eh then stop writing bullshits on the Internet.” I did not even got excited. She continued her frenzy “I know a guy, he is better than you eh he fucks 40 in 1 month and everything, hahaha you really are a shit.
– OK, but
1) your story there I heard it 1000 times but never met such a guy yet (in addition I understand what I’m doing, I do original things, etc. it is not sex for sex and to boast and say I’m the best, pff, I experience then I’m fed up to justify myself that’s it)
2) even if it is true I don’t care it is not my purpose to fuck the maximum, I am an artist, I try to come true.” Then, she continued to assault me. “ yes , it’s true, in addition he is too hot not like you, and I tested him!!!
– well then if he is hot then he has no merit!
– Why ? He does on the contrary! Ah why is it always the ugliest guys who have the biggest ego?!” Seriously, one more who understood nothing. Where have I written that I fuck because I am too handsome? Full of prejudices, it is sad. In brief, we left Le Gothique with his uninteresting friends and we went to pick up with Padawan.

A guy came to shake hands with me “hello, do you recognize me ?
– heuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
– I work at [club in Aix], I invit you on events on fb, me I read your stories
– ah heuuuuuuuuuu yeah hello”. The guy maybe fucks girls by telling that he works at this club and by inviting people on FB. Good for him but me I don’t care. Besides, what pissed me off it’s that he didn’t assume that he likes reading me he said that he was obliged because supposedly I spam FB. Hmmmmmm. That made me the same effect than finding myself encircled by a bustle of Brazilian travestites rutting. He would have showed me his cock that that I would have remained unmoved. After all, the superheroes like Batman are often hated because not understood by the population. I am the super-hero of sex who crosses the world with the a hard cock to save all the hotties who are really horny in buildings in flames. In brief, even if people do not dare to be seen any more with me I don’t care: I shall go sunbathing in Ibiza with some models whom I would have saved from sexual boredom, France do not deserve me.

I made a failed approach. In fact, I began my movement to approach a girl and I stopped right in the middle. I was not ready. Basically, that was that: “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
– ???
– aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
– ???” then she cleared off. Padawan did not stop pursuing me afterward by singing “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaïe will always love you”.

Well, I had to wash this insult. Where was the PUA, seriously? I wasn’t going to let myself be destabilize by a silly bitch all the same.Second approach: a girl passed, I returned on her and she maintained my eye contact “ouuuh not baaad”. She smiled. I approached and continued “didn’t we kiss last week ?
– no.
– and are you interested ?
– why not.” Thus then we eat each other’s mouths. The sexual connection when we approach random ly is sometimes surprising! Then I asked her if she wanted to kiss Padawan. And finally, if she wanted to make a 3some. She told us that she had already almost made one but that the guys had got cold feet and that she is really interested. We made an appointment at 3 am to go at my place to make an orgy. I took her num then I rang her on the spot, I know that that is not correct but I don’t give a shit. In fact, I do what I want. I have the impression that when we become “good”, well, we can do shitty things. I mean, in the mouth of an AFC the “ouuuh not baaad” it would have very badly passed. The check that it was a real number too. But me I believed in it when I said that she was attractive then when I said it, it was spontaneous and natural. The talent, isn’t it finally to simplify everything and to manage to be yourself and to express it (the real you not that conditioned/frustrated) ?

In brief, we knew that it was not a very solid plan. But we didn’t want to waste it either. Thus we a little calmed down. We talked rubbish and spent a good night up to the arranged hour. I called her twice, I sent a text. No answer. My telephone vibrated “Misty (a bro in Paris) = I just kissed a hottie
– bitch, I thought it was the text of a girl I wanted to fuck
– me too I love you.” The plan was thus dead but not buried, as a result, we went back to hunt. We met quite a lot of people we knew. In particular a girl I had kissed at the music festival last year. I don’t know how I recognized her, I had a flashback. That was funny.

There was also a German girl I had picked up last September. An attractive blonde with blue eyes. She liked very much me to death but wanted absolutely “something serious” (even to kiss on the mouth) then I had sent her to hell. She was there, this scamp, and she had the nerve e to call me. With a friend even more hot than her in addition. Then, I proposed them a 3some : normal. They did not want, they claimed to be dykes and kissed each other twice in front of us : normal. I caught her hot head, took her hand, approached ready-close to her and said ” will you have the nerve to say that you don’t like me”. Fuck, her friend started strangle me with my tie. Bitches. We didn’t believe in their pseudo-lesbians’ things and we were right because we saw them later with fat and dirty guys… they looked down. Seriously, why lying like that? In brief, I will poke all her friends’ list as a way of punishment. As for myself what irritates me most it is the ones who look down and pretend they don’t recognize me and/or the kind hypocrites in front of you and nasty from behind (I’m not talking about doggy style) !

Then, we saw the ex of Padawan. The one with whom we had to make an orgy in November. The one who was OK, who wanted to go to at my place. Then who chicken out at the last moment, justified the whole thing by a “Fabrice I don’t feel him” and we found to drink a tea till 5 am like hard idiots. The one who pissed us off because she wanted to suck only with condoms and in the black. Well, so we approached her friends. They told us that she had forbidden them to touch us. It is ridiculous. As a result, he sent her a text to tell her that he would never fuck her again and we let them throw up their whiskeys (they stank out up to Marseille).

We approached a lot of girls in uniform. Because, there, the girls who do the Arts et Métiers wear a uniform and I find it extremely sexy. The first one approached was kind and everything, but tight-ass and in couple. She even treated us aggressive perverts just because we dared to speak about something else than the following flat and uninteresting subjects “how old are you ? what do you do for a living?”

A second bitch came to see us. We proposed her the 3some and everything and she said “I’m interested but I finish at 5 am, now I am in the stand, I sell some tapenade, dried tomatoes and I don’t remember what else, come “. We told her that she would not have us like that. She eventually admitted us to have a boyfriend and not to be interested at the idea of cheating on him but wanted all the same to sell us her stuff thus she pretended a fake. Very kind the girl but, seriously, using her charm and lying to try to sell her goods on slightly too naive guys: I find it shameful.

I stopped a group of 2, a cute half-blood and a fat blonde. Of course, the cute hang back and it is the ugly who spoke to me “do you want to make a 4some ?
– nooooooooooo AND ESPECIALLY NOT WITH YOU! (Classic: we waited for this one, we still had not had the aggressive and nasty answer)
– Ah well, you imagine you are so better than us LOL ?
– No it is not that but I have a bac+5 then don’t come BORING ME by talk to me about sex
– Why do you send back your frustration on me?
– It is not because I don’t want to fuck with you that I am frustrated ASSHOLE!!! I AM NOT INTEREST IN THIS BULLSHIT
– ah, but yes, you get excited thus you are frustrated, look I am calm “. Short of arguments, she caught her friend and cleared off. Isn’t bullshit the anxiolytic of poor people?

An average girl (I more wanted to ask her to leave than a phone number) came talking to me “have you got a cigarette?
– no
– even if I kiss you ?
– well no… “ and she cleared off to do the same thing with another guy. Distressing. Who told them that they could obtain everything this way? Seriously that irritates me this difference in the balance of power between both sexes. And there are always guys there to pay them stuff otherwise they would not do it any more for long, it is sad! I am persuaded that the heart of the problem it is that the guys do not have sex enough otherwise they would not be so subdued to the smell of the pussy!

The girl of the beginning, the kind of silly bitch with whom I would have loved consuming crack on an old bench full of snow in Stalingrad (she claims she comes from there but I forgot her name something like Svetlana finally an unpronounceable name for a mouth very pronounceable) came back. “How are you the fake fucker?
– fine and you ?
– fine.
– by the way, Le Gothique told me you didn’t have sex for 3 months, poor girl ?
– ah the asshole he told you
– so why do you come pissing me off by throwing your frustration to my face?” Turned out that she was totally unstable “Me the guys I fuck them and I throw them like paper tissues if I want but I don’t do it because everything comes out in this city
– Ah you are a victim of the social pressure then
– no.
– ah
-it’s me who manipulate people I am very good in psychology I always have what I want.
– ah”. In brief, unhealthy to death the girl. I told her at a given moment (I don’t know why)“do you know that I could make you come with one single finger like E.T. ?
– ahahah how do you plan to do that ? me I need a big cock, a train in my tunnel, you see.” Besides, she knows nothing about sex, this bitch. I a little discussed with her then told her that I found her attractive even if we had a bad start (because it is an objective fact that she is not ugly) : that a little relaxed her and everything and at this moment she admitted “you look like my ex…
– so do you want to show me your tits ?” She lowered her dress, lowered her bra in front of everybody and showed me her boobs. Just because I had asked her, like that. That suited her at the level of nipples it was very explicit. Well, then with Padawan we said to ourselves that we were going to go back on this positive note. We are all ugly and beautiful in fact: It just depends in the eyes of who! Knowing it and accepting it allows to make a step forward and to don’t be affected nor destabilized anymore by the small lousy games, it is powerful! Before leaving, I murmured to her tenderly “come on I fuck you the silly bitch” for the provocation.

We left because she began speaking with feather dusters but she ran after us. She absolutely wanted that we walked her back. This crazy chick started telling us that she already had sex in the street … and because we didn’t care, she added “but you, you will NEVER fuck me
– ok but you know we didn’t ask
– YOU WILL NEVER FUCK ME
– your loss
– ah yeah it’s true, you are so beautiful, you can have who you want (irony)”.

She pissed off Padawan in two seconds then caught his arm by calling him pervert because he put a hand on her butt (me too moreover to piss her off). All this by telling him that it was strange that Le Gothique has friends like him, so nasty and perverse while Le Gothique him, he is so classy and nice (he is a typical AFC so he doesn’t make women react). Padawan asked her to stop, to leave him, several times but she caught him more. A strange energy invaded him, I have never seen him like that, the face hardened and he make her a little bit strong armlock.

The madwoman found that surprising. Me too, especially for a guy who is going to be 3rd dan of tae kwon do. A big silence. I read a moment of hesitation in her eyes then she ran away in the street by waving. I think that she is used to control guys thanks to her ass but that because it did not work with us, she freaked out. Here is where arrived the men due to don’t showing their balls.

Phew. Finally freed. She needed it at least. She was persuaded that by behaving like that we would be at her feet or what? Then, Padawan felt a little guilty, but well… It was no bad thing I guess. All this for a bad mussel. Me I would not have done it because I am too kind but I think that it is not so grave. The wrist a little cracked but well.

In the street we met two girls, one blubbered “beuhhh but I’m in love with him“. I hadn’t the courage to explain her that there was 99 % of chances she is not in love with him in fact. That she was simply persuaded that she was because of the television propaganda that people undergo. But that would have been too long to explain then I went to bed.

The next day, the girl whom I had registered at “3some” on my mobile answered that the champagne had risen to her head and that she had forgotten the hour and everything. Then she admitted to me that she was afraid to bang 2 unknowns like that. I like honesty then I have just suggested her screwing her at the end of the week. She answered me that she is free Friday and Saturday… to be continued! In the meantime, I will poke all the girls who were at the official reception. Hey yeah, needs that I fuck, needs that I buzz!

Ah yeah and incidentally: the European elections, I don’t give a damn. It is some shit and it is useless to complicate things with that. I went to put a bulletin “Orelsan President” because seriously I’m fed up that we take us for idiots in the media while only asking us to vote for rich disconnected of the reality who do not respect us to choose which one will have the power on us. Not one single demonstration to cut the head of the presidents of all the political parties? Move your ass suckers. Make bombs explode plz (rather one that I have already fucked PLEASE). We are fed up with those conceited jerks who are nevertheless obliged to look at their popularity rating with submarine so much that falls in gap.

May the God of the Game be with you !

PS : After the party, the crazy girl told Le Gothique that my confidence had made her wet but that she would never admit it in front of me. To want to prove I don’t know what, she has just missed some good orgasms (and the best cunni of her life). Fuxelife, I am not going to fight to give some pleasure. Her pussy is doubtless deep, but she, is a severely retarded person. In brief, I shall see again her certainly by making my shopping like all the young inhabitants of Aix at my dealer in the street Tiers.

PS 2 : I approached a short fat person to piss him off during the night “hello are you a good kisser? ” And he answered “screw your mother”. I followed him by taking very calmly his insults and by speaking to him normally. I remained very cool during 10 minutes, that made him break freak out. He wanted to punch me. I am going to push the harassment until the poke on FB.

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May 10th 2014,

Well, after the adventure with the MILF, I had decided to take into account what she had taught me: I saw Virginie and I made her enjoy but I have stopped just when she came. It was awesome to do nothing and to see her struggling in the space, being stricken by cramps and convulsions. She told me that for her it was way better, more sensations. Well, then I did it again. 4 times.

This week I also saw again Marie of Médecine by chance in a Zara store. We exchanged banalities but fuck we were both disturbed. This girl and I we do not see each other anymore biblically but there is still a fucking sexual connection there, it is crazy. And it’s not just because she is hot eh (it is Wendy from the movie Les Poupées Russes but in blonde) it is… I don’t know… I can’t explain. There are girls like that with whom it passes, but it is rare that that is so powerful! Ouhhh, I feel out of sorts there.

Needs to say that summer is coming then it helps to be in a good mood. I am going to be able to get my dick tanned on my balcony by watching flip-flops and small asses as far as the eye can see in this ocean from Aix. Under a sun so radiant that it allows all the pigs (yes, I eat pork) to expose their knuckles of ham at the terraces of the coffees of the Cours Mirabeau. In clubs on the other hand, it is an orgy of night-sweat: miniskirt and maxi thighs, Lady Gaga of 120kg who go back to sport only 2 weeks before wearing a bikini, no pity for my hypersensitive eyes. All this fat makes me want to fuck, my testicles swollen and blue like a bull under Redbull. Just kidding : like a well formated moron, I prefer the photoshopped anorexics who pose in magazines.

Otherwise I had a date tonight. A naughty girl of Adopt who approached me thanks to my naughty profile. Old school pick up : I didn’t talk about my blog nor anything (that would probably have been counter-productive because it blocks a lot of girls – needs to say that it is a true battlefield against politically correct and tight-ass in general). I tried to make her come to my place directly but she insisted on going have a drink before… Just to see if she liked me and everything. Well, because the weather was beautiful, because she asked honestly and because I liked her (and additionally because her request is a little bit justifiable all the same)… I decided to make concessions. Or rather some wine in my glass. In the bar, I more wanted to crunch in the thigh of the foreign waitresses than in the apéritif they gave to us.

Her, it is doctor Zazou. A short sexy brunette, full of charm and sparkling… and sportswoman. She makes some running but for good : she is not one of those who run weakly 30 minutes a week and have the impression to go in for sport. She finished 7th in Aix en Foulées, I guess. 25-year-old, internal general practitioner at the hospital of Aix. When I learnt that, as a hypochondriac, that turned me on. I wanted a free consultation in the course of which she would order me to put myself stark naked.

She has just arrived in town, before she is was in Toulouse and is native of Montpellier (I made fun of her accent). Well, in the bar, we talked about this and that, I mean that we did not speak only about sex. Even very few in fact. But everything happened at the nonverbal level. In brief, I applied all the principles of sexual tension by the body language what makes that that it quite turned her on. She felt attracted and put it into words by “you know that you are better looking IRL than on your pictures” (at this moment I knew that I was going to fuck her)… Then after 1 hour of chatting, she said “well, I go for a pee and we go there?”

Because an alpha is not needy I simply answered “OK if you want” and I sat down again comfortably on my chair. When she came back, she stayed up in front of me and asked again “let’s go I follow you”. I got up casually and led her to my place. We beat all around all in all five minutes… then I kissed her in the neck.

From there, it went very fast. Fingering + caresses on the clit while we were up, her clothes went down like ninepins, she shook me. She managed I don’t really know how to suck me in an acrobatic position then slid and kneeled down. Then, I put her on the ground by strength and licked her there (don’t worry I did the cleaning 15 days ago). Finally, I led her on the bed, her on me (I admired her firm and well-sized breasts), me on her (I looked at her in eyes), from behind (not bad her ass). I have to admit that she fucks very very well. I don’t know, there was a great sexual connection in fact. Needs to say that I found a way to hold for a very long time (like 1 hour): when I feel that I am coming, I catch myself the foot or the ear according to the position… That hurts just a little but that allows to enjoy more on the long term. I had not desire that it stops seriously, it is rare that it makes me feel this way, there was a very good energy between us. Because she had not come yet nevertheless I had banged her hard, I licked her. She got wet as an the sea and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh “you are the fourth guy who manages to make me come in my entire life”. She almost apologized for having dipped my sheets.

We a little discussed on the balcony. We laughed well both (it is funny how the current passes better with me when there is a brain behind the prefrontal cortex). It was too hot yesterday evening even at night eh: we would have imagined in summer. She told me some of her setbacks of Adopte.

There was a guy there who invited her to the restaurant as 1st date (bad start). He paid and everything then tried to fuck her but she did not want (I’m not surprised because it seems he has quite a lot of anti-attractive characteristics). Then, he demanded that she pays off him the restaurant by check. She sent him a 23€ check to the order of MR BIG CHEAPSKATE. Besides, apparently, he is 30, with a good financial situation, a landlord of his apartment, etc. Unbelievable, what it is necessary to hear, right? I mean or you pay or you share (or you are invited): but in any case you assume. For my part, I paid the first drinks €7 and I told her that she will pay the next ones. It is the best compromise in my opinion: neither I am a skinflint nor I am a pigeon. Otherwise another guy fucked her then told her during doggy-style “ah but are you a big slut you
– Ah no because I’m not asking you to pay! I am just a girl who has fun.
– You’re right, you are a big whore”. Ush. It pissed her off and I can understand… but some of girls like it 😉 In brief : the key word for her it was the respect. If you are not in a good state of mind towards sex and women, I recommend you to read the book the MILF liked very much.

Then, we did it again. She sucked me with appetite. “You are a very naughty girl you!
– Yes but it is because I like you.” Then, I took her doggy-style in front of the mirror: it was rather awesome. When I took her up against the wall, I was not able to refrain my cum. Finally, she enjoyed a second time with a cunni again “ahhhhhhhhhh I don’t know how you do that!!!
– You know, I am a polite boy, thus I simply return the favors you made for me.
– Han… It is not everybody’s case.
– I know. And then, we also get along well that comes into account…” I didn’t want to let her leave after having risen so much but without having released the pressure. These healthcare professionals work a lot and hard (72 hours this week she told me) and nevertheless they are very important for us all thus needs to take care of them 😀 (the nurses too don’t worry). Then, we made a huge cuddle.

In brief, she is really very nice. She is my type, she has no fat, brunette with brown eyes but an intense look. It seems that I am her type too : which means that there are customers for dark-haired with brown eyes and rather thin with a little muscle but not too much. The only defect she has, it is that she smokes a little, but she knows it and is going to try to stop. I a little want to see her again : strange, that does not make me that every time far from that. Finally, I mean that I would see them again with pleasure… But I am not ready to move the ass. For Zazou, yes. I think that having a drink with her before let me time to want her rather than to make her come to my place directly like I did it lately. That has some charm.

She almost slept with me but she is on call tomorrow morning at 8:30 am thus well… She said that she was going to send me a photo with her coat and her stethoscope. Cool !

Well, in fact I say to myself that it is maybe better to keep a good memory there. In brief, I am going to let it slide, chances are the choice will be made by itself.

It is 2:47 am, I am going to hit the hay. May the God of the Game stay with me !

PS : for the curious, here are the advice that the MILF who had forgotten her glasses when we saw each other (then I did not make her any facial) gave to me to improve myself.

“I am not going to speak in the name of all the women but you can maybe give and take some more pleasure with your girls thanks to the following advice that work on me:
– Be very wrapping with your gestures, I give some explanation: caresses with your hands on all the body firmly but with a beautiful amplitude from thighs and go back up until breasts, same thing on the back the nape of the neck is very sensitive.
– The doggy style is exciting for the animal side but later, chose a position which will be accompanied with a great closeness of a contact skin against skin as much as possible your arms around the body your legs your bust and kisses her mouth her face a lot, when your face is very close to your partner you inform her involuntarily that you like her that you would eat her that you “loves her sexually” and to let yourself go it is quite good
– When you stimulate a woman the caressed part: back, breasts, mouth is charmingly pleasant for her and all this pleasure comes down in her vagina! You have firm gestures it is you who decide even when she takes initiatives keep this firmness in your hands that you have , your legs also do not release this firmness in the moments hand-to-hand think of keeping as much as possible of physical contact also between every “half-time” do not leave a space of distance between you so that her pleasure does not go away from her thoughts, a simple caress has to make her restart!
– Thus the most attractive girls of the world have a problem with their physical appearance (we have one less gene of self-satisfaction) so destroy this obstacle to their orgasms by saying to them that their body drives you crazy! They are going to relax and you are going to enjoy!!!
– I am not sure that all the women like what I like and the context the place can make vary the pleasure but for a “classic” fuck it is paying.
– I had forgotten : change nothing to your preliminary: your fingers are divine…..”

NB : In addition to the three ebook I’ve linked above (secrets for seducing on the internet, how to sublimate your body language & the inconvenient truth about gender relations) if you really want to examine the question from all sides I recommend you to read also my first Diary of a French PUA and my Personal development manual that is going to kick your ass. The other books I’ve writen IE Do not read me and A story of cyprine : It was just for fun but that will not improve strikingly your Game. As I publish, with my translations of Ross Jeffries and Cajun and Sinn, it is my complete work (I plan to integrate the other articles and the other stories into new books at the end of the year).

May 2nd 2014 (not censored original text)

On April 18th I connect on Adopt, a little disappointed at the moment because I have to deal with men who do not go up to the end of their initiatives, cancel or forget dates, talks without purposes… finally in brief, flakes, Fabrice will teach the word me later.

I have to tell you two three little gifts on me all the same so that you know who you are dealing with.

I am 47 years old I am separated from the father of my 3 teenagers for approximately 8 years. I registered on Adopt at the beginning of February to take up essentially with a sexuality limited to my hands since my separation ! Thus on April 19th I was looking without too much conviction for a man with whom sharing some pleasure and because I am fed up with too undecided young fellows I change the range rover and choose 50-80 years old, and there I see a profile of a 74 years old dude with fresh skin, curious I decide to eye up this profile: a not bad physical appearance a little bit Parisian but which seems to me very young and a rather brief description, in return I receive a charm that I have accepted without too many convictions.

We start a discussion, I am not very enthusiastic and he gives me the link of his ebook…. And there obviously it changes the situation!

Date decided on next Friday, I have one week to nose about on his site and discover with whom I now hope to have a good time, I laughed a lot with ” do not read me ” I skimmed through the diary of his exploits, and read the extract from his ebook. He is awesome : 24 years and yet such a knowledge of the women and of the cogs of the seduction : good work!

The D-day my period : the disaster! Because I had a date the next day with a strong silent type, I chase him for weeks! Two of the most important date since my registration on Adopt must be postponed. I knew that for Fabrice there would be no problem of adjournment but for my strong silent type…. Actually he almost made the dead man, and crashed me in the middle of an exchange, jerk fuck! Boo boo… what ? I liked him …

I still had Fabrice to console myself, and oh my good the business is more than tempting. Thus adjournment in next Friday, another one week with my hand between my thighs, it’s enough at the end!

The D-day we agreed on a date at a friend’s who lends me her apartment in the city center, she is in Anjou.

Fabrice arrives and I welcome him with a little apprehension but also amused, not very tall but a nice little face, and then a disarming confidence I have to l admit it, but I try to make good impression and try to keep my self-control Oh! I am a woman no one of these small hens that he crunches in two seconds

I show him the rather big apartment but I feel such a sexual tension so finally I limit myself to common parts and I face him in the office, he is terribly disturbing. I take off his jacket and remove my coat he already has his hand or hands in my lace shorty I do not remember any more very well because a wave of pleasure invaded me, I lose control and my good manners I remember that a chair is near my left leg so I put it on it to offer myself more, my hands remove his pullover I lift my t shirt and stick my skin on his. I come very quickly so much his fingers in my intimacies are prying and skillful !

To recover my feelings I propose him a glass of white wine, I quickly drink it and want to lick his trunk while sliding in his feet, performing blowjob to him he express his pleasure that also makes mine! Then he takes me doggy style against the table of the kitchen, I try to get up I want to feel his trunk against my back but he pushes me away with a firm hand, I caress myself at the same time and again I enjoy!

I want to climb him so we go to the lounge where the sofa is arranged by a meridian line (very good idea), and I jump on him in rider his hands travel my body I am full of desire, his and mine… He takes me in missionary we maintain our eye contact during a long moment then I close eyes and totally let myself go, my hands seize his hips that I block against mine during the time of a new orgasm. He will make me the reflection later that when I enjoy I don’t want him to move anymore, I explain to him that it is to better feel the contractions in my low stomach and am amazed that the other women do not live it nor ask in the same way?

In his turn he comes in me by making sounds “arch arch” that make us laugh.

We get dressed again and we settle comfortably the one against the other one, we talk about us, tell our stories, the discussion is fluid I feel good, I hesitate to suggest him to stay the night . it would have been possible but I wanted to wake up in my bed.

When we decide to leave places we realize that it is 2 am and that we have spent 5 hours together although it does not seem like it! We didn’t realize it !

I drive him back in front of at his home, a quick smack and bye bye.

The next day I send to him via adopt a thank-you letter (of sex) I thank him for this very good moment and for his look on me, I am lucky to have met him and to have enjoyed with him.

May 3rd 2014,

 

I – Among the fantasies of a modern man: there is the EAST GIRL.

There is something like six months, I had registered on VK, the east FB. I had a little talked to Ukrainians then had fallen a Russian hottie who lived in Aix. I had approached her a little bit hard and she had felt hurt (it happens sometimes). Aix being a very small town, this girl turned out to be a friend of the girl we fucked together with Padawan (the one who watches Chinese porns). As a result, I briefly met her in a bar this winter. Recently, I sent her a poke and she came talking to me. She told me that she read my blog and likes very much that but that she has a boyfriend and thus that she would do nothing with me… at least for now.

Because most of the girls play silly narrow-minded games like that to test us, I said to myself that I was not going to stop there. I waited 8 days after our first conversation on FB and I sent her an extract of the erotic novel I’m writing at the moment. I did it a little for fun, it was not nasty, but she got excited. She asked me for my number and tried to charm me and while telling me that her guy was not there the whole week. I found it tremendously weird “do you believe that I am born yesterday? “; “why do you change your behavior like that? I expected you to tell me to go to hell maliciously…” She guaranteed me that no, that everything was fine, that she had just thought about it and that I had to give her my number so that we can warm on the phone. I refused but she insisted during almost 1 hour!

Then, I thought and I said to myself that she was friends with Padawan’s FF. That Padawan knew her. And that thus, she could not do something bad otherwise that would suck seen that we are all the same connected socially speaking. Then I gave her my number. She tried to call me all night long: the big deal, I was with Virginie then I didn’t answer. The following morning, same thing. Well, I eventually picked up at around midday… A voice of guy “YO FABIEN, I REALLY HAVE THE IMPRESSION THAT YOU PISS ON MY FACE BY TRYING TO PICK UP MY GIRLFRIEND WHILE YOU KNOW THAT SHE HAS A GUY THUS GIVE UP NOW OTHERWISE MY TEAM OF RUGBY IS GOING TO FALL ON YOU AND IT IS NOT A THREAT OF SCHOOLBOY!!!
– Heeee… yeah ?! And cannot she tell me herself that she is not interested?
– SHE ALREADY TOLD IT TO YOU BUT YOU DON’T WANNA UNDERSTAND THEN I HOPE THAT NOW THE MESSAGE IS CLEAR!!!
– Heeeee… yeah.” That was of no use to speak with a monkey seriously. I understood what happened. Her, too satisfied that a quality guy tried to pick her up, repeated it to her boyfriend to boast. Him, feeling threatened and like a jealous orangutan banged fists on the breast before picking up his phone, so trying to prove her his love and his virility. But the truth is somewhere else (not in Scully’s mouth) : the truth is I only approached her once, then I sent her a naughty text in which we made love in the street. Then, it is her who warmed me and who insisted: she would not have answered, the interaction would have ended like that. I don’t really understand why they insisted like that until I pick up the phone me to lecture. A little bit a simple-minded couple certainly which tries to prove to themselves things and I was just a brick of their foundations. I am sure that he fucked her just after that, she said to herself “MY MAN CARES ABOUT ME WAHOOOOO LET’S GO I OPEN MY LEGS !” But I know something that they do not know… in one year, they will not be together anymore and she will regret my magic tongue (that she does not deserve by acting like that: I don’t know what she tried to prove but that took place between her and her guy eh I was just an unfortunate instrument… what lets me think that it is a little bit unhealthy their thing).

 

II – Among the fantasies of a modern man, there is also the MILF.

As a PUA, I had to test this facet of the contemporary sexuality. I thus approached a woman who corresponded to the profile on Adopt, something like two weeks ago. 47, woman of character, classy, well-preserved, three children, 1m66 for approximately 60 kilos. One thing on her profile particularly made me have a good laugh:
– Sirs, if you are more than 50 years old go away: you like younger pussies, and well me neither I do not love the old men and for the same reasons than you.

Let’s say that she had interested me but I was not very hot either. A little apprehension in fact. In the sauna, Padawan told me ” yeah that will be one more experience in your seducer’s career. You advocate the open-mindedness then show the example. ” OK.She and I finally agreed on a meeting yesterday evening at 9:30 pm. I slicked my hair back like in the 50’s so waking up the possible nostalgia for my target.

I arrived in a magnificent apartment in the street Mazarine. It was at least a T8, with garage and an interior courtyard which gave onto the cinema Cézanne. Just for that, that was worth it! She led me in a small room and took off my jacket. She then trailed round directly the hand near my crotch but I quickly refocused her. I immobilized her arms, then caught her hair with one hand and that made her laugh. Then I put my other hand under her skirt, then began to make circular movements. She struggled but I held her firmly. I passed under her panties, she was wet. I have fingered her then continued to caress her clit. Then I released her and took care of her with two hands: one which fingered her and the other which caressed her. She began to contract, to tremble, etc. and she came. What is best with the girls old compared with the older guys it is because they do not need to take some viagra.

After that, she asked me if I wanted to have a drink of wine. I had come for that officially then I said yes. We went to the luxurious kitchen, she took out two stemmed glasses then kneeled down in front of me. She opened my jeans, asked me to remove my top and sucked me. It was really very good. After a while, I told her “either I take you, or you finish me ” so she turned around. I did not take her on the billiard table like Stifler’s mom but I did her things without delicacy in doggy style up by sticking her head to the table of the kitchen. She enjoyed again at the end of long moment.

She wanted to pass in the lounge. She rose on me and jumped on me. She came again. I pointed out to her that the way she enjoys is atypical: she fucks, fucks, then stops any movement and begins being entirely browsed by cramps… Usually, girls continue to make comings and goings when they achieve orgasm. Finally, usually girls depilate their pussy too thus that has to be old school style. In brief, fuck off, it is maybe the experience that spoke, maybe that exactly: she knows better her body than the very young. I am very open-minded !

To finish, I took her in simple missionary. During all the rodeo she chastely kept a part of her clothes. I asked her if I ended in her or if she sucked me but I believe that she was lazy “go for it finish in me”. Bad point: a little bit selfish. She told me that she found me handsome and tough “I don’t know what you were thinking about but certainly not my ass! But finally so much the better, for me, it was very good like that “. Well, it depends. Sometimes I hold 10 minutes sometimes I hold one hour. That really depends on my physical shape, on if I ate or not, on the girl, efforts that I made during the day, etc. Her conclusion: “I would not like that my daughter falls on you… in fact, yes, it would be good for her. ” It seems that her children know that she is on Adopt and bangs guys under 25.

After knocks, we sit on the sofa and we chatted till 2 am in the morning. She fiddled with my abs with greediness and complimented me: it is true that it begins to look good then it is cool. Well, if I understood well, this woman is in fact only the bursar in this apartment which landlord left for weekend. Her husband died some times ago, without forerunner, then she understood that the life it is carpe diem. Interesting anecdote: She told me that, according to her, my texts on my blog were very hard but that I was really cool. She found the contrast interesting… On the other hand she likes very much, she tells me that she also reads the Blog Artdeséduire in feminine held by a girl called Anoushka (or something like that) but that it is a mess, that it is badly written, brief that it is some commercial shit…

At a moment, I put my little finger in her mouth and asked “have you already seen a so small cock (than my finger) ?” She had a good laugh and said yes and began to tell me her loose story with a German. In exchange, she wanted to know one of my worst stories. Well, I was not going to tell her a thing about a small vagina or about a small breast… then I told the time when I slept with a girl without fucking her. I was 18 or 19 years old. I am still ashamed today. This girl was called Léa. She had made out with one of my buddies then they had broken up but I had stayed in touch with her. One night, she came sleeping over, she came in my bed and everything but I did nothing. She came back one second time: same scenario. I made erotic dreams next to her in which I took her but I did not dare to touch her in the black. Except that this time, that had probably pissed her off, she pleaded an urgent call of her brother and cleared off. I have never seen her again… But I have not all the wrongs either, seriously if she wanted it as much as me (what I believe) she would have been able to begin to fiddle with my cock that would have started the thing. In brief, conclusion of the woman: “oh fuck you were really tight-ass when you were young…” That a little reminds me the recent story with the seller who told me “my boss is there thus I come in the cabin with you but be wise” and who in the end does not call me back… I am persuaded that in fact she wanted me to warm her to death in this cabin, while her boss was close by, that would have turned her on and she would have come to my place. In this case, why saying the opposite? As for myself, I have nothing to regret, it gets on my nerves to have to read between the lines and decipher lousy tricks like that. HELLO GIRLS, BE SIMPLE, IT WILL BE BETTER FOR EVERYBODY !

Otherwise, funny thing on Adopt: She sends the free extract of my book to all the guys who try to pick up her badly and they get angry. A guy tried to pick up her and suggested her having sex for €1000. It is not a joke. I should try to do that. Another one proposed her a masturbation-date in the cabins of the sex shop of Plan de campagne. Of course, she did not go there (at least, it is what she pretends). She explained me that she did not have difficulties to find a lot of young people to fuck, that they all believed that old cougars have superpowers, but that concretely she had only bad experiences with the “young people” until today. Things like: they make an appointment, warm almost alone on their computer then flake. Or then, they come but are quite shy and everything and thus she loses the attraction that she had felt on photos (mention: lack of balls). According to her, they have a big mouth but are afraid of women and/or of sex. That a little reminded me what we have to undergo with certain nincompoops. So sad ! Men and women are the same, for the best and especially for the worst…

Well, here we are. It was an experience to do, the cougar. That passed well, it was nice. I expected even as it is softer… I don’t know if I will do it again but I do not regret, it is the most important (except maybe to French kiss Marine Le Pen, to convince Laguillet to subscribe to the MEDEF, or to see Bachelot coming)! By leaving, I took a snap’ and I sent it to my contacts “directly from the apartment of the MIFL I am banging hard”.

Of course, you can find out my secrets tricks to pick up on the Internet here.

Bye ! May the God of the Game be with us !

April 25th 2014,

On Wednesday morning, I sincerely did no think going to the Thursday evening Champagne Showers… then, I aimed to poke a little in the list of the guests! Indeed, this kind of party at the heart of the bourgeoisie from Aix reminds me too much that we were all born equal except for a few thousand euros. Finally, we motivated at the last moment with Padawan. A little bit by magic knowing that he twisted his ankle during the training just before.

From the start, the music assaulted our ears and seeing all these 17-year-old kids drunk and full of drugs, happy to waddle in a as virile a way as Guillaume Galienne to try to pick up siliconed floozy, overstrung nymphomaniacs and apprentices starlets which mercenary lips and opportunist pussies are only interested in Gold credit cards, destroyed our morale in two seconds. Not a good beginning.

Well then, chacun fait fait fait ce qui lui plait plait plait, after all… so their lifestyle is their problem. Except if there is a collective conscious or a common energy that connects all the human beings and in this case they would pollute us all (certain esoteric theories aim towards that). Well, we will never know anyway thus fuck off. I ate organic grilled almonds next to those who took shots and drugs (no more need to drink to feel drunk: goodbye the ugly who become beautiful when I’ve too much drunk/but on the other hand I let them drink to become beautiful).

Fortunately, at the end of half an hour that Padawan spent sulking, one of the girls I had poked and with whom I had chatted on FB passed in front of us… then, I caught her by the arm and she came talking to me. Attractive, rather tall, thin, hot, funny. I played the game of the questions and that fairly turned her on. In the meantime, she tried to test me so I reframed her. Conversation dissected like my almonds):

[1 CHANGE THE FRAME: SHE IS NOT THE PRIZE]

– SHE: You know, I love when people want me…
– ME : Yeah so what ?
– SHE: I don’t kiss so easily…
– ME: You’re shy or you don’t like me ? Because if it is just that you want to play, it is better to do it with a bigger challenge… As for myself, kissing or not, I don’t care…
– SHE: OK, I like challenge.
– ME: What is the challenge in this case? Because, as for myself, I would prefer to warm you without kissing you, it would be funnier…
– SHE: You’re not wrong haha!
– ME: Even I bet that it is you who could not handle sexual tension anymore and who would kiss me the first one
– SHE: That’s what you think, I would resist!

[2 WOMAN, IT IS ME THE PRIZE]

– ME: If you start with this logic, I am not going to play… I do not see why you should “resist” while I am not going to hurt you… That kills me this shitty logic but I do not doubt that it works with the starved dudes! You make me laugh when you try to make the fact of kissing me looking like my reward: I’m not saying that I don’t like you, you kiss certainly very well but… if you kiss me then I also kiss you (and I heard that I am a good kisser)… it is thus a two ways reward like the autorute, do you see? As a consequence: no little game of power with me, you would be nice… then, I know very well that you are going to test me to see if I am a virgin/a guy who has no balls and it is your right but know that I will test you too!
– SHE: It is sure that in this club there are a lot of starved dudes, a lot…
– ME: Yeah and then, you make them do what you want: buying drinks and everything…
– SHE: Yeah it’s not wrong!
– ME: I rather look for a partner for a game which is a little less for the virgins of this club.

…(then we talked about sex and she seemed interested)…

– ME: Women often did it to me, the trick of the disinhibited girl, a little open-minded but finally the girl get “cold feet” at the last moment… we will see if you are a girl who keeps promises or one more who talks a lot but does not much… We have the potential to have a lot of fun, then, it’s up to you to see what are your limits: for my part, I never get “cold feet”… but if you’re like me, as you claim it, if you’re a partner of game at my height: that could be an interesting meeting which can give rise to cool adventures. The ball is in your court.

[3 THWART HER SHIT TESTS]

– SHE: By the way, how old are you?
– ME: Why ? Are you looking for excuses qualify me or not ?
– SHE: No, more you will be old more it will be exciting.
– ME: Oh really, tell me more ?!
– SHE: The more I see frequently a boy with a bigger difference in age with me, the more I find that stimulating…
– ME: Do you mean that the more he is old and the less chances he is bad in the bed?
– SHE: That’s it!
– ME: I’m 25 and you ? And when you say “to frequent” I hope that you speak about OPEN relation…
– SHE: The couples it is not too much my thing. How old do you think I am?
– ME: I think you are 19 !
– SHE: No : 17 !
– ME: In the nature, the best genes are passed on in the couples which have around 10 years of gap (man older): This is why the woman is instinctively attracted by older men. On the other hand, the social pressure makes so that it is badly seen, people do not assume their attraction, fear of being judged and everything… And it makes the sexually frustrated society in which we live now.
– SHE (irrelevant) : Btw where do you live ?
– ME: 5 minutes away on foot from La Rotonde.
– SHE: Great ! On the other hand it must stay between you and me, our relation, do we have a deal?
– ME: That is not my style to broad nor to tell with whom I sleep.
– SHE : Tonight I HAVE TO sleep at my friend’s but if you want tomorrow in the beginning of the afternoon we meet up ?

Then, I suggested her playing to warm without kissing but her friend stuck her. As a consequence : she came, stayed 5 minutes with me, warmed a little, kissed me in the neck, then turned to see her buddy… And so on till 3 am. The hour in which I received a quite disappointing text.

03:19 “I’m gone”
03:20 “ With 20 mn more without your friend you would have left really frustrated ”
03:21 “Tomorrow we meet up ? ;)”

So here we are : I think that it is the fact of not having kissed her in the party that made that she said to herself “fuck but this guy did not validate me like all the others would have tried to, there is something wrong, I should go to his place to be validated”. Once at home, we will just have to let the sexual tension speak. The girl wanted to come on Saturday afternoon but I said no to her because I have training on Saturday thus it is on Friday that we had to see each other… strike while the iron is hot ! Fuck when I think of it if I banged girls like that at the high school, I would have been fucking happy!!!

Otherwise, in the club, we saw again the Captain! He is always funny and we played to steal caps the organizers had distributed. A girl said “c’mon dude give my cap back it is my boyfriend who gave it to me !
– no, I don’t believe you, YOU you have a boyfriend ? You want me to buy this ?
– Fuck yes I have a man so go AWAY”. On the other hand, he put on weight : 6kg of alcohol (that’s it to have the constitution of a Breton sailor). Then, further to the pokes I had beforehand sent, a lot of girls smiled to me or said hello in the club, it was funny to clear the land like that (even if I did not always recognize them). Finally, a girl wanted to sell me her packs for another party/even by coming to try to charm, I hate that then I messed with her: I eventually stole her cap and steal her a smack. Caught at her own game!

09:08 “Still ok for this afternoon ?”

No flake. The 17 years old chick directly came to my place without creating a fuss. I love the girls motivated like that: it is necessary to encourage them, I thus decided to take care of her.

We rather quickly warmed on the sofa: licking of pussy lied down on the couch then caresses/fingers up against a wall. At this moment, she had nothing else than her string (really fine-looking and firm the girl, it is good to see that, and especially her breasts are very cute). She could not handle more, her legs trembled, she rose rose rose. At the moment, I consider that she really really could not handle it any more: she wanted to go back on the couch to recover from it. It is the lack of experience, I think, that makes that she rose very very high but did not manage to come (lack of confidence in me after all she knows me hardly and then she does not maybe know very well her body either). Finally, she enjoyed, and she told me she had never felt that before in spite of the fact she had 8 20 years old partners before me. I have to say that she was sooo wet, in a way I’ve rarely seen!

She told me, “sorry I don’t know what is happening to me, I feel strange, I am going to go back home”. I let her rest 5 minutes on the sofa of the lounge. Then I removed my top next to her (because I still had all my clothes) by fingering her again. She pretended to resist but she liked very much that. At this moment, I got that in fact, she did not know too much by which end to catch me, that she panicked a little inside and everything.

I thus took all the initiatives, I brought her in the bedroom, lied her down, put myself in boxer shorts and she came on me. She began to shake me by telling me “ If you ejaculate do not do it on me plz…
– don’t you prefer that I take you ?
– it’s an option…
– OK !
– But put a condom PLZ… oh but you already have it ? I understood nothing, when did you it?!
– MAGIC!” Thus, she was on me and rode me. First time of her life that she did that apparently, she did not say it but she needed a moment to get her bearings then I saw her feasting. At the end of 5 minutes, she asked me “did you finish ?
– no why ?” After knocks, she admitted to me after she had never been taken so long/strong. Nevertheless, honestly, the next day of a party, tired, I did not make a crazy performance… Well, that will make for her all the same a good point of comparison in the future. In fact, at the moment, I do not much of my days and nevertheless I feel all the time tired with less and less desires. I do not listen to too much myself but it is painful! In brief, I hope that she will not live as a burden this rock ‘ n roll sex education she has just received.

She really excited me then I quickly wanted to take her again but she really had her dose. I see it from her perspective, at the beginning we are not very tough. In any case, I think that it made her feel good being really fucked for once. Maybe that I will see her again and that I can teach her other things! To finish, she told me “you’re strange as a guy all the same
– but you like strange people
– really, why ?
– they are less boring
– oh yeah that’s true”. I like brutal love!

In any case, on Facebook, my blog did not block her. She even asked me to call her Ljubljana in my text (I don’t know why but if that can please her I am not contrary). OK, it will be our “open” secret.

May the God of the defloration be with you!

PS1 = The fact that I had a fight with her brother a few years ago and that she is the niece of the girl of the ice cubes just makes her more delicious. (Seen on her FB).

PS2 (not the games console) = The guy of Adopt about whom I had spoken to you last time “AT YOUR FOOT”: He drove 30 miles to go to fuck the girl of my last FR except that once there, he was fatter and less cute than on his photos. I suppose that in addition he had an AFC attitude and badly communicate with her. As a result, he went back home after 20 minutes, frustrated, the ego broken… That’s why, the dates on the Internet, it is never won beforehand (and also why it is better to make the girl come than to go to her place). Find out all my advice in Secrets for seducing on the Internet.

PS 3 = We filmed a video with Padawan in which I approach a girl in a park of Aix.

PS4 = Little trip at the ASSOM with Alex, a new Padawan who had just read my book about gender relations. First time he approached in club/street… and : 3 kiss. The WE that followed, he made 1 FC thanks to the technique of the book. Ah, he makes me proud this young boy!

PS5 = We beat out record: last time, Virginie had 7 orgasms in the evening.

PS 6 : At the Showers, I proposed a threesome (her, Padawan and me) to one of the girls who organized. I was very direct but it was above all for fun. Her answer: “no sorry, you’re too ugly”. Hmm, hmm. So :
1/ don’t be sorry because it is your loss there : do not try to look smart by telling that (bitchshield) while in fact it is just that you do not feel at the height to manage two guys… like if you had every day this kind of proposal… and I know that you have already slept with many guys uglier than us. Also, maybe you are uncomfortable because don’t know if we are serious.
2/ Why do you feel like you have to answer maliciously while we ask you a kind and flattering question? The answer hatred VS love shows that what most pisses you off it is that you saw it as an assault on your reputation, you have the impression that we treat you “whore” by asking you for that.
3/ I know well that it is largely because you find me slightly too confident that you feel like you have to put me back in place. You are not going to persuade me that you are so nasty and rude in fact.
4/ I know that you have many tattoos and that you like very much that but me I have “doggy style” writen in Chinese tattooed on the left buttock thus I win ! 😉 kiss for you

PS 7 : This FR is sponsored by the brand Triaaangles [no it is not a spelling mistake] which offered me a funny T-shirt “dispo pour un 5 à 7 peinards (available for a casual nooner)”. I would also have imagined an even more provocative thing like “je suis le roi du cunni (I am the king of pussy lickers)”.

April 6th 2014,

I was chatting with a buddy, yesterday evening, on Facebook. He started to tell me that he approached a girl on Adopt and that he was maybe going to have date. That suddenly reminded me something “Ah but YES, it is true that I have date I tonight… and in less than one hour in addition”. Well, all this to say that I was totally relaxed. Almost convinced that I was going to screw a girl, I a little tidied up the lounge then I took a shower. I put on the same pullover than yesterday: no prob, I did not plan to keep it for a long time. I had to move my ass to pick up this girl at the bus stop in front of the Séphora at 9:15 pm.

Problem: I did not even remember any more what she looks like. Finally I mean when I spoke to her on Adopt, I selected her for the photos, thus she was cute but I didn’t remember anymore her face. Neither of her size nor anything. Not even what we had talked about. I vaguely remembered that I had warmed her on Adopt by promising her doggy style and orgasms as usual, that we had chatted a lot and that we had agreed on a RDV but that she had wanted to take my number because she would not connect anymore because of her internship. The next days, I answered hastily: a text message every 2 days, often one-word-answers, during 6 days… Needs to say that it royally pisses off me to write texts with my HTC quite broken everywhere. It is true that for that I miss my Blackberry (but I broke it too during a too rough sexual intercourse). In brief, we had not spelt during the D-day either… Thus here I was : I did not know if she was really going to come, but well she had not cancelled either. In the doubt, no regret is my policy. I thus went to a date taken hastily 6 days earlier, without any guarantee. Fuxelife.

In brief, I was thus there looking for a girl who would look like waiting for somebody. Bingo, there were only five. I looked around the bus stops and… one smiled to me. “Well, it must be her”. I came to her, gave a kiss to her and everything then we went to my place (that would have been funny that it is not her). Hello the girl, fuck, 6ft, classy, plunging neckline. As she saw that I was not very tall, she commented ” ah I had a good idea not wearing high heels…
– No but girl I don’t care if a girl is taller than me eh, I would even say that I like very much tall girls… It is the complexed, frustrated guys, etc. who do not like them. A guy at ease with himself : he appreciates the perfect figure!”

By walking to my place, I didn’t make any effort of conversation on the way. I didn’t want to put her ill-at-ease, but I didn’t want to kill the sexual tension either… I had especially nothing to say. She started talking to me about her internship with homeless people. We went up, I sat her on a sofa and made her talk. All the people are egocentric persons in fact, what interests them it is only:
– them and their lives ;
– what happens in your life that can help them in their life. And that’s it. I speak about it in my first book moreover: if you want to seduce girls, make some active listening, that makes them feel comfortable. Then try a kinaesthetic escalation. Practical exercise: at the end of 10 minutes next to her on the sofa, I started caressing her thigh. The idea: if she doesn’t like me now, she won’t like me more within 2 hours. Thus it’s better to quickly know. Thus I put the pressure on her : if she doesn’t want me to caress her, she leaves and I do something else tonight like for example traumatizing teenagers on FB by telling them bullshit and by sending them photos of burning kitten or beheaded horse. We continued to talk during 1 hour like that in the most natural way in the world without putting into words my caresses which took more and more initiatives. At the moment I downright took her hand, she caressed mine, perfect. She commented “I feel totally at ease with you.”

Well then. After a while, I believe that she could not handle the tension anymore, because she asked me if we could go in my bedroom to rest a little. We went there, I lit candles then I understood nothing to what happened: she turned me, jumped on me and undressed me in two seconds (in a dominant way). I thus did the same on her, then I a little fingered and licked her. Certainly not the best cunnilingus of my life because I didn’t managed to put the hand (nor the tongue) on her damned clitoris. At the end of a few minutes, I told her all the same that it disturbed me “oh yes oh yes don’t worry even if you don’t feel it you are on it!” Ah well all right, hmm, let’s say that I see more or less where that must be thus so… After in-depth study, it appears that in fact it was really tiny and covered like very covered but nevertheless extremely sensitive. Well then I guess that she appreciated all the same the session because she started sucking me by specifying “usually I don’t do that on the first date”. What an honor!

Then, without lying I think of having destroyed her during 1.5 hour. I mean… we went in my room at about 11 pm, and we stopped fucking at 2 am. I dunno where did the time disappear, I understood nothing. There were preliminary and everything but well… I doubtless acquired superpowers, I dunno how, it must be the moon: I took her in about ten positions. I got a “you are sturdy dude”… I think that the word she looked for is “tough”. She moves great well in the bed, that it is necessary to recognize it, at the same time she lived for a long time in Guadeloupe thus I imagine that they are hot over there. I had the heart that beat very quickly after having fucked so much and so hardly, fortunately I applied the breath that we learnt in the internship with the great master Kim Yong Ho then that made my exciting get down rather quickly. I asked her if she felt hers: by paying attention to it yes it beat fast also but otherwise no. Strange, me, the slightest tea makes me feel it. She added, “the only thing I really felt it is your dick”. No, just kidding. But it is true that it is boring to always feel my heart especially that the rare moments when I am quiet and I don’t feel it, well, I worry about it as a consequence.

Then, we a little chatted. We even chatted a lot… and it was very interesting! Fuck, I love getting acquainted on the pillow after our satisfied sex drives broke the ice. I am now going to speak to you about human psychology (like often) but also about sex perverts (I think I have not done it yet on this blog). Then first of all, it is a girl who is in Master of psychology (I really wonder why I waste my time trying to pick up any sorts of girls while I have the impression that all those I have sex with are either in psychology or in art school). Then, it is a girl who lost her mother rather young: thus it makes her laugh when the big drama of the life of her friends it is to have no boyfriend or that their ex kissed another girl (or that Chuck did not say “I love you” to Blair). She agrees with me that people are formatted to forget to live, to forget to take advantage on behalf of shitty ideals. Then even, they stay in their zone of comfort by fear of the comparison or I dunno what. These girls who absolutely want to be in couple at all costs with the first to come, it is for what in your opinion? It is to keep the guy on a lead, that’s it… And they are afraid that if he tests another one, he realizes that she is knackered and leaves with the other one. Or other variants of the lack of self-confidence. Or then if they do not want to fuck, it is because most of the guys are hopeless in the bed. Thus for them, having sex, it doesn’t mean taking some pleasure but rather being penetrated 5 minutes by a guy who is going to ejaculate just egoistically as a sea lion. For a lot of people, that’s it, the sex… Then don’t be surprised when you hear “sexfriends, it is some shit, without feelings sex is pointless…” If all the guys were a good fuck, the girls would fuck more easily also because they would find an interest there (let’s not forget that it is the girls who have the sexual control, who choose us, in our society). Well I’m going away from the subject but let’s say that the girls who are pains in the ass, who act tight-ass, who play hard to get or others: it is often that they understand nothing to life. But well, we can do nothing about it… We will not change the mass of sheeps, we can just content with avoiding them, with avoiding especially wasting time with lost causes convinced to be right (only idiots never doubt, moreover some very stupid with a big mouth would sometimes almost persuade me that I understood nothing about gender relations) or to put them in front of their contradictions so that the least stupid can think and possibly go out of this plan. The conclusion: when we lived a little, got slapped or other, I have the impression that we know better how to live. And thus, that we live good moments when we have the opportunity of it because we do not know if we will not have an accident tomorrow. To finish on a more joyful note, I am anxious to share with you what she told me which made me laugh a lot.

She was approached by a guy on Adopt last week. Another one, not me : one who clearly did not read Secrets for seducing on the Internet. Nevertheless, she will meet him on Tuesday evening, but let’s say that he is a little bit special. What he likes, it is to be submitted. He addresses as “vous” her and calls her “your Highness” or “Powerful mistress”, it depends on days. So, he asked her if she could spit at her shoes so that he then licks them and to spit in his mouth as a reward. If she could crush a banana so that he can eat it on her bare feet. If she could walk on his mouth and crush him. I kept the best for the end: he wants that she makes a ball with his socks and that she throws it so that he can go get it like a big doggie. It is not bullshit, I’ve read the messages! He looks very happy, very enthusiastic and everything. She asked him “but otherwise, do you also like vaginal penetration?
– yeah it’s ok”. I asked her if that would make her enjoy to humble a guy like that, she said “I dunno I have never done that, thus I will see I am going to experience even if I won’t be hardcore with him.” When I said that she was open-minded! It’s nice that girls report facts like that : I guess it is good for us to become aware of everything that exists. The competition, all this, all this. LAUGHING OUT LOUD. With this, she slept with me and I guess that I snored like a pig. It was the romantic minute.

By returning from tae kwon do this evening, I found this message of her on Adopt ” You honored your word successfully ! I really spent a very good moment and I like your mentality.
Then see you soon for new adventures I hope. Kisses everywhere.”. The nurse of last week sent to me “That disrupts me that you did not finish in my pussy, wanna fuck tomorrow night?” and also Marie-Antoinette who reopened me for the nth time even if I do not answer “You excites me, make me panting, wet and you do not even want to relieve me…” At the same time, if they insist on fucking and that the guy doesn’t want : they jolly question themselves seen that they are used to the deaths of hunger ready for anything to ejaculate in any pussy with their cock of bastards. Then they insist and find themselves in the needy position usually occupied by the average guy. No prob, it’s good for them from time to time… I am the avenger of the orgasm. Hmm, what else ? In bulk, I have fucked Clémentine again without condom, it sucks, I had held about 9 months without messing around. I learnt that the Teenager of Toulon had told all her school that she was pregnant of me but that she miscarried. I spent my first whole night with Virginie <3 And I finally exported my first ebook in English, the one about body language, to an Australian (the GDP of France thus owes me €21.5: I boost the economy while making a reputation of great leg to French guys so I ask to be knighted chevalier of the Legion of Honor).

It’s a lot of good news ! Now, lights off. May the God of the Game be with us !

The April 1st 2014,

It is the ass between Hafid and 100g of flour that I write this text (flour that strangely often finds itself on the end of our nose when we get out of bathroom). I admit, we sniffed all night long a coke pure enough to be still awakened at noon, having spent the night like excited by the looped viewing of a dirty video of Paris Hilton. A smell of hukka useful for keeping our good mood is floating in this apartment that was not aerated since Hafid moved there. That is to say, 3 years ago.

 

In this city where I meet only superficial floozies, I decided that my texts would also be it from now. I am thus going to keep it short to please this bitch of housewife under 50 who does not like reading when it is written too small or who stops right in the middle when it is too long… but who paradoxically watches bullshit presented by Benjamin Castaldi till 1 am in the morning.

 

This morning, in an unknown bed, a young Eurasian quite hot leaned on my trunk. Having opened eyes and giving her my nice sleepy smile, I admired her tattoo that totally recovered her back. On the other side, a black slept peacefully under my right hand. Her hands of black panther with sharp claws had caressed almost all night long night my small fragile stomach of polar bear by leaving lively red marks there.

 

Fuck that could have been a dream but it is a nightmare. “Where am I? Would you have the kindness to remind me your first names, your ages and the circumstances of our meeting?” I received as answer only a dialogue between both accomplices “keep silent the white dude and lick our pussies then you will introduce a cucumber in each of us. The black gave me this order by now threatening me with a sexy gun.
– Eeh, I think that we have nothing else than carrots in the fridge. Corrected her friend.
– That’ll do.”

 

At the risk of offending my readers belonging to the Triads, I decided to run away, in boxers (but I find their daughters/wives/mothers very beautiful and respectable it is just that I am not sitophile nor vegetophile (I don’t fuck food)). It is thus half naked, lost in the streets of Aix-en-Provence with a half-hard dick that I decided to go back home. I guess that I was given drugs the night before in my favorite bar, they had probably put a bullshit in my drink : It is the only plausible explanation in my state and in the fact that my reaction seemed to me at the time completely relevant, adequate and logical.

 

Suddenly, a car honked me and stopped at my level. “Come on, handsome boy” told me an almost feminine voice. “What the fuck now ?!” I exclaimed by seeing the ugly and fat driver. But understanding that crossing the city dressed like that (it was not a dress) was not necessarily the best idea I had during this last quarter of century, I did sit in the car without trying too much to understand. “Do we know each other? Did we already kiss?” I asked my rescuer by praying so that the answers was no. “Don’t worry”. How did she guess that I a bit worried, fuck?! Finally, that could not be worse than my situation of this morning between two maffiosos. That’s what I thought…

 

She gave me, at the end of a few minutes, two pills. Fuck, my name is not Neo. She wanted that I swallow them but because they were shady, I said no. Thus she threatened to kill both of us and started driving at a speed of 150 on a road way less wide than Kim Kardashian’s butt. Well, done for done, I gave up. She stopped then in a street with little traffic and her eyes of willow miller started looking at me with appetite. “Agueh agueuh” I said to defend myself. The shit she had given to me made me high, saying yes to everything and having an fucking hard erection although the context did not suit me. Thus she started taking advantage of me. This is when we were interrupted by two policemen in service, who typed in our window full of vapor. Right when I feigned the ejaculation of a rabid bear, in addition. Well, I have nothing against the idea of being raped by girls, but still they would have to have been correctly operated.

 

I had difficulty in making the slang understand that I was a victim of a rape… then they put me in cell of sobering up. What they did not like, it’s especially the moment when they asked me for my papers and when I gave them the packaging of the condom. The big cow, her, was released on parole. Hell yes, women are always innocent and victims of the guys, these little fragile beings, it is well known. The most painful moment was the search, or rather the rectal touch: I felt at the bottom of the hole while they ferreted about in mine. The sentence was irrevocable: 48 hours of custody.

 

At the end of one hour or two, a rather cute cop came to me to say that she read my blog and to ask me to make her one of these rather brilliant cunnilingus of which I have the secret discreetly in my room. In exchange, she would make for me escape by leaving “inconveniently” the door of my cell open. My tongue and my fingers are thus now in the register of offences. Because she is good at negotiation, she wanted to keep my boxers as souvenirs. A pair of underpants that was full of testosterone, it is necessary to specify it.

 

It is thus without my pair of underpants that I escaped of the commissionership, the eyes doubtless as lively as the perverse cocaine addict who was in the cell next to me (He must have thought that it was a hallucination when she came). I met a nth girl who stopped me. She told me that she was happy to meet Cyprineman in the flesh (and sausage) because she had still never achieved orgasm at the age of 25. She begged me to make her finally taste the carnal pleasures and to sign her an autograph… all this with a look of Rumanian who begs in the subway. I was not able to resist. I told her that it is my specialty and promised that I was going to put my talent in her profit for the moderate 100€ sum or for virile clothes. She accepted the second condition and led me at her home: phew, it was close by. She came several times like the madwoman that she is then invited me in a party that very evening. In the meantime, she locked me into her cellar stark naked… for me who am not used to revealing so easily my body, it was a difficult time. I have no sexual slave who waits for me in my cellar: I missed my life.

 

Dressed in an way too expensive for me suit that was oversized, I found myself in a kind of orgy with DSK (aka the bull from Washington). Two so high level perverts in the same room, that could only go awry. He proposed me 1000€ to sodomize me while making me drink heavily an old corked Bordeaux. I am an easy boy who cannot drink a lot. He put all the same a Yves Saint Laurent condom. He then proposed me 10 000€ for teaching him my secrets to fuck girls without having to pay them. He took notes on the back of a young one Slovak desk clerk, claiming to be frivolous drug-addict and dyke, nevertheless busy with alternately blowing us.

 

An ex first lady of France (a little old but still hot), nicknamed “TGV station” by poets who have gold teeth (but her the identity has to remain here as secret as the recipe of Coca-Cola), was also at the party. Having let her got me drunk with some champagne-rosé like a gay, she proposed me game in sadomasochistic mode (domesticating me with her crop) that I was not able to refuse. She asked me if she could film the scene to send it to her husband, a very high-ranking man who likes Flamby, to make him grumble. Thinking that with any luck, I would finish on the cover of Voici and then be able to write a best-seller full of spelling mistakes, I said OK. Steevy Bouley held the camera. Nabilla sucked the microphone. Some are less stupid than we say it. Others more stupid than they think they are. Others finally take us for idiots by persuading us that they are idiots. It is their case.

 

What followed is rather funny: Alain Delon said I am megalomaniac and an old leader of the UMP offered me a chocolate croissant.

 

By going back home in the early hours, I made a detour by Hafid’s to tell him these adventures before I have a memory lapse (Ingrid’s ordeal in the Colombian forest, it was Jet Tours by comparison). I found him sleepy at the foot of the front door, the key pushed in the lock. The guy was doubtless drunk with vodkapple. He mumbled in his sleep that he imagined his young trisomic niece naked. It is stunning how narcotics can make us crazy.

 

Did you well read the date, dead losses? I wrote that on April 1st (Fools’s Day)! April fool!!!

 

Fabrice J.

Scriptwriter for Canal –

We won’t stop telling you stories

May the God of the Game teach you the benefactions of the sperm on the health!

March 27th 2014,

Well. What’s up ?

I have fasted during a few days and I rather badly lived it in fact. Palpitation as Hafid when he is in lack of cocaine and difficulties falling asleep in this double bed where I sleep alone like an idiot. But I need to cleanse myself for the arrival of the spring!

The Marie-Antoinette of last time (the one who had cooked me a salad of rice) continues to send me many texts so that I fuck her again. But the more she writes me and the less I’m interested. I feel oppressed as a voter of the FN would be by Nicolas Sarkozy. That’s why you do not ceaselessly have to re-open the girls: the lack of affection scares off. And then, I already have Virginie thus I am not going to make a commitment in several relations at the same time. And I tell you all that with eyes of cute kitten.

With the inhabitant of Lyon, we keep in touch! We chat a lot in fact. I think that we created a link between the friendship and the attraction during these 3 days of non-stop sex. It’s kinda cool. Besides, it is a useful friendship, when you know how beautiful she is: I shall have not too much problems in exchanging her if ever we go to a partner-swapping club.

Otherwise, concerning the hot seller with the light blue eyes: she pissed me off. Seriously, she is exciting but I gave up fucking her. Knowing that she had already cancelled last Saturday, that’s what she had the cheek to answer my new proposal:
Me : On Saturday it is good or not?
Her : Saturday , it’s in a long time [3 days in fact]
Me : I am just having the impression that you’re making fun of me in fact! It’s a pity I like you
Her : Me too
Me : Well answer honestly: have you decided to turn me on for fun or did you really plan to visit me and have orgasms?
Her : I really think of coming, I am slightly too old to turn on guys in the unique purpose to raise my capacity of self-confidence
Me : Well that’s what I thought, I liked your state of mind and your body … I would have been hardly disappointed but here I am reassured! Thus the thing it is that next week I am not at all available it would be really awesome if you could block me your Saturday, you will see you will not regret it and will ask for coming back
Her : I would tell you that; but having a work and a high school diploma) in preparation, free Saturdays evenings are rather rare … even nonexistent, I will tell you, good night Fabrice
Obviously, no more news for 15 days and the excuse of the high school diploma in literature it is naturally some shit… When you want you can: it is the only thing to be kept in mind. Moreover, her message was full of spelling mistakes, so she really has to work hard to have her diploma I guess. She pretends that she is different, that she has an open mind and everything but finally that seems to be bullshit all what comes out of her mouth (not even a mouth of sucker). Maybe I am on waiting list while she checks if she can bang one or several other guys. She is not like the others, she is worse because she sells dreams to innocent men (I’m very innocent). It is all the same sad that it is necessary to pray the girls for making them come with my Niger size sex. Thus for my part it is finished this story, these kids piss me off. If she contacts me again by herself that will be OK but otherwise I deleted her number and the file is closed.

Irrelevant but: I thought again about the friend of the girl of the ice cubes, the one who had pissed me off sleeping with the music and moving in the bed till 5 am… but who also had invited me in her big awesome house, with a swimming pool like in a movie and at least 10 James Bond cars in her garden. In brief, I dunno I want to screw her again at the moment (it has been 2-3 days since that lasts and I do not manage to go limp with my non-circumcised sex but I don’t dare to visit my regular doctor). I see again in my sleep her breasts (breasts like that, that must be heavy, needs to make them profitable), her buttocks, her quite wet pussy when I lick it and then her attractive smile. I am maybe going to send her a small message if I find the time!

This afternoon, I saw Virginie. She : I do not fuck her, I make love to her wildly. Really, there is a shade (one of the fifty shades of Grey) there. Then, she is smart this girl… Moreover I learnt that she has IQ 136 (we are labelled gifted child > 130) and that it can affect the relations. Because me too I have a big one (btw I’m talking about IQ) I say to myself that there is really something precious between this girl and me, I don’t want to lose her. Especially that we begin to really fuck… and she comes faster and faster. Finally I want to say: she has to trust me or I dunno what but she came 4 times in the afternoon then we rested in front of the movie Cloclo. When I think that we almost stopped seeing each other because of her friends, pff, that would have been a pity. In fact they told her “you start caring about him then stops seeing him or that risks to hurt you later” except that in their “serious” relations of couple to them it is exactly similar. It is the quite rotten logic of certain girls who are pain in the ass “there is a good moment to live there but I advise you not to live it because after that risk to hurt, then hurt yourself now by forbidding yourself to see him”. Ridiculous.

Let us go now into… the heart of the subject. Let us handle the current events… in depth. A girl approached me on Adopt. A nurse who works on the intensive care in Marseille. Because she is next to death on a daily basis, she knows the price of life… not like all these small idiots conditioned by our overprotected society. So : she does not make fuss, she has fun when she has the opportunity because she knows that life can finish at any time. Consequently, she liked very much my blog and told me that it excited her because I seemed to be a good lover in bed. And also that my style reminded her Bukowski. Okay.

(Her photos were ugly. I’m not saying that she was ugly on the pictures, just that her photos were badly taken or badly lit or poor quality. Her, she had something and I felt her rather well in fact. Needs to listen to your instinct sometimes without trying too much to understand. The trying to pick up was a little weird : she wanted that we meet up in a hotel halfway between her home and at my home… that is to say in Plan de campagne. Yeah, I had neither desire for bringing my ass over there nor to pay 50€ for a night then it was boring and that’s it. But by certain aspects, she compensated her weird ideas. It was funny in fact, by texts I made obscene remarks to her and I liked her answers :
– do you know that I am going to make you come like never tomorrow?
– oh really who told you I’m gonna come ?
– my little finger
– good repartee. Well, if you manage to make me come then you can give me a forfeit, anything you want.
– the bets are placed.

In brief, she came to see me in Aix this evening and we fucked after 5 minutes by starting in the elevator. She was anxious to keep her bra and her garter belt blacks (or I dunno how’s that is called this kind of tights that stops in the middle of thighs): in fact that excited me, this dressed/undressed. Her skin was very smooth, her legs fine, attractive tits not big nor small with nice little nipples and her buttocks in doggy-style made me hard. She wanted to keep her bra all the time, I’ve still not understood why. When I took her doggy-style (with beatings) she moved her vagina except that sometimes as a consequence she twisted my cock or except that I put knocks against her wall and that hurt me then I caught her and immobilized her “stop moving”… it turned her on like crazy ! Please do not come telling me anymore that it is necessary to treat girls like princesses when you see how much some like to be submitted. In brief, she came twice in doggy-style and she did not stop telling me that I knew how to do it well and that I was good. It is cool all these compliments. When a girl enjoys her life like that, I think of all these bitches who patronize me as soon as I talk about sex. And well that is what you miss to be also formated, floozies. And the little seller there, well here we are, she prefers to stay at her home masturbating or watching TV rather than coming to impale herself on a real very hard tail. For advice more authentic than the lips of Angelina Jolie to improve your on-line game: read Secrets for seducing on the Internet. You will see that we can make love quickly and simply with quality girls.

After knocks, the nurse asked me “do you believe that we shall see again each other?” hmm well yes… and because I had won my bet, her forfeit will be to find a girl to make a threesome. Ah yeah because I did not specify but she is bi… a real one. Btw, logically, because she came twice, I should give her two forfeit. She is rather cool, calm, very quiet. Important detail: she looked rather intelligent. For the anecdote, she found out my profile by looking for vegetarians/vegans because she is too. It is not so much for reasons of health like me, she, it is rather to save animals. So noble! And also, she said that vegetarians had almost no cancers. The only negative thing (which made me freak out) it is when she asked me “it is a little late to ask you but, were you detected?
– yeah I have nothing and you ?
– me neither, I am detected every month because in my service many of my patients are AIDS-patients but don’t worry I have nothing and if I had the slightest doubt I would be in emergencies making a combination therapy.” Woaw, in fact the words like “AIDS” make the hypochondriacs like me freak out. Well, we protected ourselves after all thus I am not afraid… except when she sucked me (she sucks very well moreover and I have in a run-up of egoism come twice in her mouth). I have read that the fellatio does not transmit it unless both protagonists bleed. Well, needs that I calm down. I am really too much put under stress at the moment… and I make a lot of bullshit. Finally minor things like passing in front of my car 3 times in the parking without seeing it then I did panic, not managing to count my money in the toll or losing my credit card. I hope that I will not have a big problem , I need to regain self-control before!

In the street after having walked her back, I gave money to tramps. I don’t know why but well I wanted to. In brief, that will regild maybe a little my karma. Her, she went to sleep at her ex, because it is what she had planned in case I was an old ugly pervert (and then that arranged me, I do not want that a third person hears the sadomasochist frenzies that I murmur in my sleep). She told him that she was in a party. In brief, in my opinion she is again going to have a hard time and tomorrow she will have difficulty in walking. May her sex rest in peace.

May the God of the Game be with you !