Category: Diary of a French PUA

18th April 2013,

Last Friday, I spent the night with the red-haired girl. I am going to be quick because I don’t want to be long : she had her periods and everything but wanted my cock then she told me “somebody has to take advantage of it” then sucked me and swallowed. A naughty girl (in a relationship) like we like them. She sucks very well, because she greases my cock effectively, I have the impression to be in a vagina.Nice !

Since Monday, it is the holidays for all the teenagers but I work. I do my internship and everything, I am disgusted. Well, not grave, I went out all the same because there was a special event. It was the republication of the Champagne Showers in Aix and I had won again two places by making invits on FB for the organizers (it is the party where I kissed 12 girls in a raw in February). That was worth it a priori, then I have lied to my boss by telling him that I was at a customer’s the following morning to be able to snooze quiet with Cat. With that said I didn’t want to come back with a chick because kicking her out and going to work would have been a bad adventure. And yeah, I am a responsible boy. 😉

Well, this time it was a little bit different from last time … First of all, because I was with my buddy Padawan while the last time I was the Coach. Then also, there was less people (but had a lot all the same). Finally, the atmosphere seemed to me a little less hot. In brief, the morality is: it’s a bad idea to make a party on Monday evening because the problem when there are no many hot pussies is that we quickly approached them all.

At the beginning, we wanted to play it soft, except that I do not know how to play soft for a long time. I thus quickly made a crash&burn, but unfortunately not on the scale of the last time with Coach. At the beginning I was a little blocked, but Padawan made the first approach (thank you bro) and then I set the animal which slumbers in me free. I tested a variant in the catch phrase (opener): the last time we said “would you like to kiss me?” And this time I shortened “we kiss?”. Simply.

The first girl who heard a “we kiss?” was the kind of girl very full of herself. She was rather attractive then arranged in the last fashion this is why she played the prize, waiting for her friends who put their jackets in the changing room. Kind of girl the guys approach in an indirect way to keep their cards hidden because they are intimidated or I do not know what. I arrived in front of her, whispered her both magic words then waited for her reaction. She opened big eyes like if it was really surprising. She seemed to hallucinate when she couldn’t believe her ears and asked me “I didn’t understand can you repeat please? ” I laugh so much : her face was funny then I repeated the question. She had probably said to herself “ah yes I had well heard the first time, he is crazy”. She answered no and everything then had a good laugh. There is a lot who make funny faces in front of this at-least-disconcerting-of-simplicity approach, it was really funny. It is this game that I like very much: simple, playful and full of adrenalin.

In fact, a lot of girls had a good laugh, it was the most wide-spread case. Otherwise a lot of silly bitches there, even one who told me very proud of her something shitty like “ah I don’t think so nooooooooooooooo”. Another one stuck out the tongue to me, true story. One said “I am too old for you” then talked with me 5 minutes over my shoulder. Some girls I had already kissed during previous Shower then I went to see them but most did not remember me. Stop drinking seriously, even if that arranges me when you are disinhibited: I feel hurt in my ego when you have the insult to do not remember my holy tongue. One explained me that it is not like that that I have to do, I think she took me sincerely for a half-witted virgin who does not know how to do with women. One claimed me being a dyke, I told her that I did not believe it and she made a sign like to say you are “knock knock” my poor man. Another one told me “ah but I recognize you, I read your text on FB (I  have just published the FR of February on the page of the event and obtained 10 likes) …
– Ah OK. In brief, we kiss each other?
– No sorry”. Consecration all the same.

Ten approaches for no result and on the point to give up when I was finally able to enjoy the lips of a not bad blonde. I had already spotted her on the dancefloor moreover, good satisfaction. From there I had the second: I asked her, she turned to me and I read in her eyes “What The Fuck” (time that goes up to the brain) I maintained her eye contact and BAM. Second kiss close. Not too bad either, without being orgasmic.

A few minutes later, Padawan made a sign like to tell me “fuck guy she is on adopt this one” by indicating me a chick. Padawan enjoys a capacity to recognize people who are on Adopt by having simply overflying their profile once. This peculiarity applies nevertheless only to Adopte because we made a party with the red-haired once whose photos I had shown him on FB and he had not got that she was her. LOL. In brief, the girl in question: I went to see her by telling her “you are on Adopt you”. She laughed and we spoke a little about that and everything then I told her “we kiss each other ?” and she told me “yes”, “it was not a question”. Later in the evening, we met again and kissed again three or four times, but not enough so that I become hard unfortunately. I took a contact (her FB).

Then, that did not too much work anymore (the technique is awful all the same needs to say it, finally being so direct can work only on girls basically interested then needs to say also that I changed the approach because I did not remember who I had already approached, then I tried “wesh that gass my old woman?” And other shit which I do not absolutely remember. I made quite a lot of bullshit, took advantage of the crowd to give some hands in the butt and finally penetrated into the VIP area. I spoke from above to the girls who were on the dancefloor. I asked some if they wanted to kiss me and everything and those venal whores answered “OK if you invite us at your table.
– OK come”. The thing is I had no table, I was a parasite, then they were all stopped by the bouncer. Punishment mention “not hot enough for the VIP area” for your superficiality. Hurt as lice from whom the owner would use Head&Shoulders, they left dancing at the other end of the club. A girl of the VIP area gave a kiss to me and with the smile besides. Really has there a lot of different kind of girls, nice and silly bitches (but only few understand the second degree). Well, I was kicked out by the big black bouncer mention “nasty squatter stop approaching our girls it is reserved for the rich daddy’s boys”.

I met my buddy, the waiter, who gave me the tickets. I told him “the girl of ice cubes she wants your cock I guess” (she was not here because of exams but she is a buddy whom we have in common who kisses me by putting me ice cubes in the mouth every time). He answered “and she had it moreover since we do not talk to each other anymore too much.” You know, she was supposed to be his BFF. Except that I had got well that she ate his cock by the look. I asked him if that bothered him that I fuck her after and he told me “but she doesn’t want you, she just plays, she told it to me”. To tell the truth I don’t care even if she is hot but I don’t like that one takes me for an idiot because now she is on FB telling me “yeah after my exams we will fuck in the sea and everything” but concretely nothing. As for myself, I trust only acts. The pompon was when he taught me that she acts like that but she doesn’t know anything to sex : she was virgin and he has just recently taken her virginity.

Around 4 o’clock, last minutes in the club, I saw again the girl who is on Adopts and I kissed her decently. I tried to make her come to my place but no way then I contented with kissing her, and with touching up her ass while kissing her. Padawan took a picture, I guess that it is going to become our new game that, to photograph when one kiss girls in a club. Bravo bro, you have just launched a fashion <3! Otherwise one acted a little too much like if she was an inaccessible model then I went to see her and I bothered her “well, you  come over and we make love?” While I did not know her either of Eve or Adam. She was so fed up and told me “no thank you” with a stunned face. My buddy the waiter, sensibly in a relationship, kissed a hottie who waited for him at the exit of the club. I saw her moreover, she was not ugly.

By going out at about 5 am, weather was hot, then we settled on a bench with Padawan, in front of La Rotonde, just to review. He told me that it had motivated him taking so many rakes (rakes : we don’t give a damn because as say the wisdom “if everybody is your customer then nobody is your customer”) and that we were going to practise crash&burn in SPU. He also promised to film me when I shall try a “we kiss each other?” in daytime in the street. In brief, this game is addicting. The seduction is an addicting hobbie in any case. Otherwise, has quite a lot of things there which made me cogitate, and on whom I cogitate another two days later. Five points, mainly.

1/ Why do the girls fantasize over the waiters of this club? Seriously, it is not the summit of the pyramid of the bourgeoisie, it is just waiters, hello. In brief, it is too easy for them and even if crash&burn can be similar to the collection, it is nothing compared to barman’s role or waiter in a club. OK, I am strained on the waitresses also, but it is their subdued side which excites me exactly. The more I think of it and the more it is not logical this thing. A guy even fat and not specially handsome, takes so much value that pure hotties fight for him and wait for him at the exit of the club. Just because he is the focal point in the club? Or it is to brag with their friends? In brief, is this position nevertheless enviable? Because the girls that he bangs are probably not smart, drug-addicts and alcoholics but hot … We always return there… They can even act H2G! The same girls who patronize you we don’t know why, who sometimes are not even cute nor rich want to brag by kissing the waiter… Silly bitches, you deserve sodomy, it would be fun.

2/ The SPU it is the future. It is playful, it is the ultimate weapon of the seducer. Whoever, whenever, wherever, such is my new creed. Look, on Saturday I have a disguised evening, I am going to disguise as vampire, Cyprineman the vampire PUA who bites girls in the neck. We shall see very soon if it works.

3/ A lot of girls put me on waiting list… I have this fucking impression. Among whom in particular the girl of ice cubes, the one who has to come over to suck me express and Pauline. Pauline is the girl I had decided to make wait 10 dates before screwing her… Except that she ignores me since the 8th. Seriously guys, do not play that game and fuck them when the opportunity appears. Stop idealizing the girls, eh, they want sex even if they play the saintly hypocrites… In brief, I think that I will friendzone everyone, tell them “I like you I appreciate our complicity we can kiss from time to time but I think that it is better if we do not go farther” just to see how they will react. But that will work only if I am really desirable: thus I stop alcohol, I do not eat any more in the evening (or only vegetables) and I continue the body-building (3/4 time week). Objective flat stomach and six pack to fuck in the sea at the end of June.

You know, three girls in a night it is not bad. But I am not satisfied by my performance, I wanted to beat my record of 12 of last time… next RDV in June. Having said that, what is the purpose, if I don’t take any contact after having kiss? So, I give myself one month to kiss a girl stemming from the SPU. The thing is I have not a lot of time to dedicate to it, then I am going to try only direct game. Then fuck, needs that I go to Paris to be validated by the CPP to have access to the resources of Snipe (best famous french PUA in my opinion). Concerning intellectual masturbation, I’m reading Game Accelerator 2.0 (I am going to translate it soon) and I learned that the best American PUA who only do it on their life and who have good fields fuck only 9 girls a month the best months.

4/ The following morning, my boss called me at 9 am, nothing crazy, he wanted a code for a computer. I freaked out, I went out on the balcony to pretend I was in the street and took my most woken voice. Otherwise, the blonde of Adopte (yeah I kissed only blondes that night) came talking to me on FB “we spoke to each other yesterday evening, right? I have only vague memories.
– Yes we spoke to each other” then I sent her the photo where we kiss “ah all right”. I gave her my number but I have no desire to get tired to contact her again then I shall see if she calls me this WE. I am the prize, fuck.

After noon my boss waited for me firmly. To congratulate me on the file which I had given him the previous evening to occupy him. So much that the next day we ate together and that I enjoyed what I learned: he is mentalist, who would have suspected it ? We spent two hours doing magic. There are probably three-four women of thirty years that I would fuck gladly at work but here is the problem : my technique is very sexualized, if I cross the white line that can be similar to sexual harassment. I thus prefer to stick to the rules of the office.

5/ Otherwise Arnaud and my married wife always grumble like bastards. And I have a new Spanish neighbor very hot. Will need that I fetch some sugar. Well, also needs that I connect on Adopt, not that I like very much losing my time online instead of going in the street but when I meet them IRL in a bar (the city where I live is not big at all) it is easy to seduce them. Well, I shall re-post another time if I have new things that need to be said.

OKAY KISS YA. May the God of the Game be with you !

10th April 2013,

It is the first time which I write from the office. Paid to speak about ass, I believe that I finally found my vocation.

My internship supervisor took the bad habit to give me work. Then, when he hangs out in the area, I arrange so that he thinks that I am occupied. I am the kind of guy who runs from time to time through the agency by taking a worried air, just to avoid any suspicion. You would see the face I make at the moment, you would doubtless think that I am working to solve the problem of the world hunger (I deserve an Oscar). In brief, telling my WE on a forum of pick up/seduction is the best idea I had to continue to be quiet. Barefoot, of course.

I am thus going to tell you how I flirted with two red-haired persons and a platinum blonde (but not a Latin bomb).

I – On Friday: the American who discovers the frenchkiss

On Friday at 5 pm, by going out of the work, I had no fresh plan. I would have been able to go screwing Precious Stone (a sex friend who harasses me), but that would have been too easy, that does not interest me. I think that what I like very much, it is not so much to have sex but rather to discover new lands. Even if I fuck 10 girls in a month, if there is no 2 or 3 “new”, I do not feel satisfied.

I would have been also able to go to Picard to look for some deep-frozen cods but I preferred to go out in a bar (because after 10pm, in any case, Picard is closed). I made two-three approaches and one was rather nice: had a small fair-haired girl back to me there then I tapped on her shoulder and when she returned, I said “it was to see if you your face was attractive too”. We a little discussed but nothing crazy. Bad pickaxe.

Later, in a club, I spotted a short redhead very skin. I like when there is no fat on a body and this long curly hair tempted me to play with her tongue. She danced, then I went to sit down not far from her. She briefly looked at me of the corner of the eye, briefly smiled then looked away.

Zebbi, if that was not a passive IDI, I don’t know what it was. I was rather cash “Hello, I would like to see again you, give me your FB
– Oh yes” with a delicious American accent. This year, I don’t have a real success with our neighbors across the Atlantic. Am I going to succeed in breaking this curse which I drag since September?

We a little spoke and everything then I took her hand and squeezed her. Test of compliance = OK. I thus kissed her without other shape of trial. She was not reassured at the beginning when she caressed my tongue with her, this shyness affected me. I believe that she was discovering the frenchkiss. Later, her friends left and she wanted to stay with me. I said to myself that it was going to be easy, making her a frenchkiss on the pussy.

Except that not, at around 3 o’clock, she wanted to leave. I didn’t insist because in this kind of situation if you insist: you are thought of as a dead man of hunger and you can thus not see her again. If the opposite occurs, you lose value because too needy. A girl who wants a one night stand makes you understand it, if you tell her “are sure you want to leave? ” and she answers “yes I am sure”. I think that it’s dead for tonight. On the other hand, if she says anything like “what would you like to do ?”, you can probably corrupt her.

Once at her place, she spontaneously added me on FB and sent me a text: this is a motivated chick.

II – The German who wants to know if the French sperm is as good as beer

The next day, I a little chatted with girls on FB, just to test the ground. There was a German whom I had approached by telling her “I love you”: then I sent her a “<3” and she answered “<3 too”. Then, we a little spoke and everything, I asked her why she had not given me news (she thought I was in couple) and I suggested her seeing my cock that evening. Fixed fuzzy appointment, so I thought that it would be wise to contact again also the American. Just to be sure to have one at least one girl.

I thus invited my foxy to have a drink at my home with my buddies. I thought sincerely that she would come with friends but she jumped into the lion’s den alone. That went well and everything, I even showed her my room so that she can return there at the end of evening without being put under stress.

We then went out in a bar and I saw the German of the last month there. Zebbi, that was stronger than me, I went to try to pick her up. I knew that I made a big mistake by wanting to have them both but I did it all the same. I negotiated that she comes sleeping at my home at the end of the night, and she told me “OK I will call you”. Except that the American of whom I thought busy with conversing in French with Padawan saw everything, especially when I had my hand under the shirt of the German : I believe that these animals have a kind of peripheral vision.

She set face, pissed between two cars and cleared off without saying goodbye. She was really deceived. Needs to say that I fiddled well all the same with the German, I was not really discreet nor anything. As a result, I approached Poles who wanted that I join them in a club but I didn’t want to move my ass (will need that I poke them). They said something like “Join us over there…
– OK.
– Well, er, it was not hard to convince you …
– I am an easy boy.
– Ah, it is good that. ” OK, I’m hard.

At around 5 o’clock of the matt ‘ I received a message of the German “Can I come over?” I answered “Yes” in all the languages but apparently I received the message 20 minutes later, in brief a bug of shit, and she was already at her place. So much the better, I was tired. Screwing her would have needed a superhuman effort.

On Sunday: I masturbated by thinking to the Boche, I made a cake and I slept all day long.

III – The girl who mews and who creates a mess but it doesn’t matter

Needs that I start again from the beginning so that you understood all the factors which came into play in this story. I voluntarily separated it from the weekend because it is a little bit independent.

Last week, when I almost made a threesome with two girls who slept at my place (instead I made two twosomes because one fell asleep): I went to a party where I kissed three other girls in a raw in a bathroom. A crazy one (but very funny), a couchsurfer (who had to come to my place but did not do it because the girls do not often keep their promises – their word has no value) and a red-haired person (a real one).

All week long, the redhead spoke to me on FB by being rather explicit. Finally, I a little pushed her, you know me, but let’s say that she played my game…

Except that she also sent two-three messages to Arnaud and except that he thought he was a PUA because of it. That makes a few weeks that he annoys me because he was too proud because he had four dates via adopt (not decisive) and because he kissed the Red-haired (after me, while she was totally high). The guy read a book on the prizing, he considers arrived. Except that here we are, it is very beautiful all this, but if you don’t fuck, everything is useless.

I knew that she wanted me but the thing is that he thought that she wanted him, HIM… How to tell him without making him feel sad ? Seriously, it seems that she told him that he kisses badly and that she saw him just as a buddy but he continued to try…

On Friday evening, before going out, he insisted so that we go to give a kiss to Firefox. I was formally against but I went there all the same, because I am stupid sometimes. He stole her a kiss in front of me. It was poignant… Like the filled girl that you throw yourself on her and who is passive. Would need that he learns to distinguish a shared kiss and a kiss-from-a-girl-too-nice-to-say-no. We feel a little my nervousness in my words, the thing is, he really pissed me off.

In brief, I left them and went in a bar, by seeing that. I was a little bit jealous, but I did not show it because I was ashamed especially a little for him to be also poignant. She sent me a message on FB asking me why I had left and everything then I explained to her. She answered me that she would also have kissed me if I had made the first step. I friendly explained her that it was not the string party.

Later, when Arnaud joined us, I told him that it was obvious that he was in the FZ and that he had forced her to kiss him. He didn’t want to believe me this asshole. I told him that I was going to screw her, he didn’t want to believe me neither.

At the end of the night, we sent messages to girls. We all sent a word and it made a sentence. “You … want … to make … a bukkake … with  six bludgeons … from Aix? “. And things like that. The girl has to reconstitute the puzzle and everything. Arnaud did not want to give us the number of the redhead to play, that smelt like an OI … I should have been wary.

On Saturday, during the apéritif at my place, the captain found that it was a good idea to speak to the red-haired (THE FRENCH) on FB with my session, in front of Arnaud. He went there hardly needs to say. I remember this cult sentence “You flirt with me while are you on the phone with your boyfriend? Bitch.
– Yes it is true I am a little bit a bitch.” In brief, Arnaud pretended to laugh and everything but in reality, he saw red. But he told nothing to me over the moment. Me, I was in the bedroom fiddling with Miss America.

On Sundays, he invited the Mylène Farmer from Aix to come to see him dancing the salsa because he takes lessons since one year. He tried to kiss her and she answered “but what are you doing?”. In brief : she would not kiss him without being drunk. It is further to this slap that he sent to me “You have already begun to burn wings by betraying my trust. Continue and I am going to break them myself.
– whathappendtoyou
– I thus deduct that it is natural for you to try to steal the targets of the friends.
– I just avoid you a disappointment.
– OK goodbye I am going to send some SMS.
– Go for it, do your life. And if it is a threat, does not forget that every action will have a repercussion.
– You attacked the first one and you created a disappointment. It is thus a retort.
– Keep silent nasty kid. If you look for me you find me. Then think, please, about what you are going to do. You fall in OI too easily by fantasizing too much especially if there is a little something with a girl. You would do better to wonder why you screwed up. Needs that you understand that there is no theft : a girl who wants to have fun will go towards the one she likes the most … It can be a competition there but it is necessary to be good player, and it’s nonsense to self-appropriate girls.” Of fury, he deleted me of his FB, like if that could make me feel something … Seriously, in the limit, you can be irritated against the girl to have let you expecting or other but not to your buddy just because he has a good game (this reveals only frustration and jealousy). There, it is something like “if I can’t have her, so nobody has the right to fuck her. Na. Finally nobody whom I know because a big idiot can screw her if I do not know him it doesn’t matter. Na. I am a nasty kid. Na.” That rhymes in nothing, seriously. It is like these idiots who want to kill the guy who fucked their girlfriend while it is natural, if it is necessary to be irritated against somebody it is against their girlfriend for having cheated on them.

I then received the text message of a buddy of Arnaud who is absolutely not in the story. “Not very cool guy to gun down Arnaud.
– He is in the friendzone thus technically he has nothing.
– He has kc her thus no, he is not really in the fz. (The guy thinks he is a PUA who understood everything)
– Hello, he forced a  drunkgirl to kiss him and he self-appropriates her. And do not speak about things for which you have only one version sucker.
– I have only the version which we tell me. The rest it’s between you. (Even by rereading what he has just written has no sense)
– Bah then get involved in your life.
– You fall with a tone please;) thank you (the guy who believes that he has to play the Alpha in any circumstances… he didn’t really understand the concept)
– Get involved in your bottom. Thank you” Seriously, I had no desire for a sterile debate while I was in lack of sleep. When they will notice the blunder of their stupidity, they will come back to me. It is true that it is probably not easy for them … But I have nothing to blame me for. Arnaud imagined a lot of things. He is as we say “come down with a bump”, I am not even irritated against him for that.

Concerning my Armenian redhead: I had to see her on Friday so as a consequence I have little patterned her by text to turn her on and I received  “can we see each other on Monday evening for a kiss in 3D?” To be a great boaster, that pays. Thank you Ross Jeffries.

On Monday, 6:30 pm: date with the red-haired, the French, I specify (the other one will probably never give me some news because I believe that Padawan will act like a romantic to screw her). She had warned me by SMS “I cannot stay for a long time, I have to revise my exams”. Seriously, she is in Plastic arts, I don’t see what she has to revise when your exam consists in painting objects. Well. We a little spoke, and she did not want to return after the first drink.

We thus went to another bar, she paid (finally she almost forgot so much I flirted with her). It is cool. I repeated that I shall not kiss her this evening (while touching her leg), but that we could play to approach one of the other one without contacting. Then here we were, a bubble built up itself around us, we touched our mouths, I kissed her in the neck and she gave me kisses. She told me that her boyfriend sent her strange messages “he has to feel that there is something wrong…
– But no, we are just friends, right?
– Yeah…” It was a really exciting game “I have never played for such a long time, it is frustrating” she said. “I go back home, you come? Don’t worry, I know that I shall not make love to you this evening “. We went to my place, I continued to warm her, I even touched her clit. She wanted that I stop. I told her “we are in a dream, it is your dream, you can do everything you want”. I believe that I created a kind of parallel reality. “And in your dream, you want to undress me?
– Of course, but I can’t, you know why ” (her guy)

I leaded her in my bedroom, she followed me. “Are you sure?
– Yes…” I stuck her to the wall while repeating that nothing will happen “we can very well just undress that means nothing”. She opened my pants and shook me. It was very good then I threw her on the bed … I undressed her and came down to lick her. That drove her crazy in her turn. I ordered her “undress me” she turned me, kneeled down at the edge of the bed and took me in her mouth. It was so good. It was warm, and wet, and I felt her comings and goings correlated in the sensation of delivery and well-being … She said that she liked licking my cat : I did not know this expression. Otherwise, it is true what we say about the red-haired persons.

I put her on the bed, told her “say that want you me.
– I want you”. And so I penetrated into her. We fucked, twice. She ejaculated, once, during doggy-style. She mewed, also. Then, we slept and we did it again the following morning before going to work, then we took a shower together.

It is interesting to see how the roles are reversed when we fucked a girl. Before it is me who run after them and everything … And after the doggy style, it is them who do harass me by text messages and everything. It is not the first time I notice this phenomenon, and I find it interesting. Like if they were in control before sex and we take it when we come into their pussies. Or then it is just when we are a good fuck.

I still like making love to tall girls (more than 5’7), especially when they have beautiful hair, an attractive face, piercing green eyes, big tits and depilated pussy. I also like being sucked on the knees (feeling of ultimate submission). Having said that, at a given moment, she tried to catch my throat: I quickly reframed her.

She told me that she did not regret, because her friend deserved it (he lives in the North and did not come to see her for two months and then he beats her or I do not know what). I kept silent, I am only the instrument of her delivery. When I say delivery it is because her guy is too jealous to be honest. He probably sleeps with other girls but does not tolerate that she does the same. For example, he doesn’t want to show on FB that he is in a relationship nor anything … Seriously, it’s just fair. And I laughed well when I knew that Arnaud, once he knew that she definitely wasn’t interested, wrote to her “I am not a breaker of couple, I did not want you in reality” while he told me in private “needs that I fuck her to make her understand that her couple is dead.” Last point, the condoms “ultra fine”, it is not bad.

Miawww. May the God of the Game be with you !

30th March 2013,

Three girls have just left from my place. When I knew that the young hottie from Toulon who I fuck from time to time, was going to come with two friends to sleep at my home : the idea of the threesome and even the foursome was in my head … In fact, I thought of it all week long. Did I manage to realize this fantasy common to 99 % of the male population?

This month of Mars had been relatively quiet until now (3 new girls kissed for 1 new fucked) : I thought that my internship in the finance had castrated me. But Thursday noon, I received a text of the girl from Toulon who suggested me looking at the profile FB of both girls of her high school she wanted to come with.
– Clémentine, the blonde with the naughty eyes and the big tits, 19 years because she repeated grades.
– Déb the brunette with big mouth of 18 years because normal.
– By comparison, the girl from Toulon is 17 because skipped a grade.
I said to myself that there, really had there something special to do. I even hesitated to jerk off at work, so much I was excited. But I didn’t do, because it was the hour to serve coffees and to photocopy the mail.

On Thursday evening, Charlotte whom I have poked but never met wrote me “Hello how are you?
– That would be better if you sucked me.
– We shall see after the restaurant.
– Are serious you? What restaurant?
– I go to the restaurant with friends then I come I suck you and I leave.
– But what the fuck, I don’t believe in it one second, at the same time I always felt that you were a girl who had nerve…” Except that here we were, at about 11:30 pm I was tired and then I went to bed and I did well because the following morning I found a text messages sent at 2 am “sorry, I had bad adventures, next time”. Lesson: never plan your evenings according to a hypothetical plan with a sucker who does not respect your hours of sleep.

I also took advantage to be warmed on the computer to talk to Lolotte, from Lolotte and Crazy Pauline (I don’t know if you remember otherwise reread my diary because there I have so to speak the laziness to redo the presentations). On second thought, it is her who talked to me. In fact, Crazy Pauline sent me a SMS saying that Lolotte has a boyfriend and everything and I said “I don’t care I don’t want to marry her just to sleep with her one or two times”. That night I received on behalf of Lolotte “Well it’s been a while that we didn’t see you!
– And yes lolote it is because you didn’t give news and then you had to come to sleep to my place thus I wait for you this evening go go go
– Ahah it’s you who doesn’t go out anymore !
– Only the weekend bb
– We see you this weekend then
– OK darling

– Well btw on Friday evening, if I make a little party at my place… you come ?
– Yes my lolotte on Friday evening at your home perfect I hope you will throw yourself on me into a dark corner
– Don’t worry my apartment is not very big but it is possible!
– Cool then the password is “hamburger” when you say it I shall know that it’s time to find an excuse to isolate us in a corner and start taking initiatives
– OK your code is rather discreet, that should be good!
– Lol I will see if you have the nerve to start the operation hamburger
– We shall see on Friday; D finally having said that, still nothing sure for the party at my place, but I will try to contact some people
– perfect, and later you will come doing a Couchsurfing at my place?
– My best buddy spends the weekend at my home, I can’t leave him alone but I will remember the proposal!
– Well in the week if you want… and if it was an excuse to refuse politely, too bad for u
– Fuck my plan falls into the water then
– And yes you are going to have to assume
– Ahah I’m kidding
– Prepare your most beautiful underwears
– They are already put aside!
– Perfumed?
– Not yet, but you give me good ideas!
– You too you give me good ideas
– We shall already see the operation hamburger then!
– Yes but if you don’t kiss well I shall not set up the couchsurfing operation
– Don’t be worry about that, I am a queen !
– We’ll see
– We shall see that on Friday”

Here we are, yesterday my 3 girls of Toulon turned up as expected (I like when pussies keep their promises). I made a crepe batter to celebrate that and invited the Captain and Arnaud. Then here we were, we were with a perfect ratio of 3 guys for 3 girls there, then we decided to go to Lolotte’s party. “Are you sure that we are all invited?
– Don’t worry, I invite who I want where I want, I am Cyprineman.” A bottle for 6, it was light except that we attacked it well on our way and except that we arrived totally drunk.

I sat down on a sofa next to Crazy Pauline who asked me cash ” Cyprine, can I kiss you, to increase my list?
– If you want. Now?
– Wait we’ll do it discreetly. I catch the Red-haired (I don’t know how to spell her first name). “Thus direction the bathroom, we lock the 3 of us and we make one rock-paper-scissor to decide which one will taste my tongue first. It is the Red-haired person, the happy winner of an oral cleaning in due form with playing way strip-searches in addition. Not kiss of shit, an intense thing, that lasted one minute. Then it was the turn of Crazy Pauline while Arnaud tried to come inside. He pressed ceaselessly on the button of light of the bathroom which was on the other side of the door (needs to be stupid to install it like that), that made nightclub atmosphere, perfect! Later he had probably broken the bolt bicause a lot of people came inside, of whom was Lolotte… then here we were, we were 8 in the black in the small bathroom… and so I fiddled discreetly the low back of Lolotte and she said nothing. She then tried to isolate me, it was brilliant, “come on we are going to order some alcohol on easydrink in the kitchen”. OK. Bam, from that moment, I kissed her all night long except when the cutie from Toulon watched me.

She and Déb wanted to go in a bar but zebbi I had not desire then I let them go there alone. Not careful considering the dress which wore the girl but I was able to approach Clémentine who had wisely stayed with us and the bottle of vodka. I passed in bisounours mode and negotiated “naughty games of alcohol which imply to remove our clothes” by returning home. Crazy Pauline came speaking to us but we understood nothing, she is crazy “shut up Popo and rather show us your tits.
– Fuck off Cyprine”.

Then, everything became crazy, there was another party in the floor of the top and they friendly came inviting us. Then here we were, we made a party on two floors, which allowed me to isolate Clem.”Stop looking at me with your naughty eyes.
– But I don’t do it deliberately.
– It is because I make you too much effect?
– Maybe.
– I know what you are waiting for, but I am not going to kiss you now, it would be too easy.” Prizing. As a result, I went re-sticking Lolotte in the bathroom of the neighbor just to warm her a little before negotiating that she comes doing a couchsurfing to my place on Tuesday evening (code for sex, I translate for stupid people). On second thought, I would have had to fuck her on the spot (always take the opportunities when they appear). Well, I got down again with Clem, Arnaud was locked at Lolotte’s place with the Red-haired then here we were, I broke up the door, I guess… I have then kissed Clem in the kitchen, while Arnaud was on the couch of the lounge with his girl. It was really VBT this party. Seriously by counting the girl from Toulon, it was the 5th that I kissed and not even in a club but me what interests me it is to practice doggystyle. Seriously, I don’t understand those people who hold a list of people they kiss. First of all, because I lost the account when I began nightclubing then kisses mean nothing. I am not a rare pokemon fuck. Suddenly, the red-haired vomited on Arnaud’s pants, and that took us all out of our trance.

As a result, I phoned to the girl from Toulon “Hey do you mind if Clem sleeps with us tonight?
– Yes, I don’t want to share you.
– Ah OK.
– And come picking me up PLEASE it rains then I am dipped and the club is hopeless.
– OK.” As a result, I negotiated with the naughty girl that when the two other girls would sleep, we would meet in the lounge to fuck once or twice.

Then here I accelerate a little the narrative, track race in the rain, I caught the girls and I return with everybody to my apartment. Two hours to decide the captain to drive Arnaud at his home and during this time the cutie and Deb fell asleep. I took advantage of it for taking condoms under my bed “What are you looking for?
– My mobile, sleep bb “. Clem stayed with us on the sofa, patiently biding her time. Then here we were, I licked her at around 4 o’clock, we fucked with condom twice then we didn’t have any more and I was tired so she sucked me and I felt so much like banging her again without. Apparently she gives regularly her blood thus I am not too much afraid because they make the test before. Then, I went to join my other darling casually in my bed and this morning we fucked twice. I also screwed her without condom, seriously we fast get to like it, it is so much better at the level of the sensations. That frightens me a little bit but well, zebbi, she made a test 3 months ago so inch’ Allah.

Then we ate all together: three young hotties have just left whereas I go back into my body a little. Deb left her shoes with heels at my home, maybe that she wants to come back, after all it’s her turn. The plan is : when she will have spoken to her friends and know about the orgasms I gave them, she will want to enjoy life like that also. In brief, I am with Cat, I am going to have a little nap to rest. Like would say the Captain “has swell there, my boat rocks”.

May the God of the Game be with you !

24th March 2013,

On Thursday, 8th date with Pauline the POSH working girl. We went to the movies, to watch This is 40. In fact it was another movie than I wanted to see (Au bout du conte) but I confused the titles. So about the movie : Megan Fox, I lick her during thirty minutes if she wants, touchy games with Popo and hand in her panties. I had not seen her for two weeks: between the fact that she was sick and that I had other projects in brief it is a story which is long now… Maybe even too long.

After the movie, we went to my place, I cooked for her (just to shine at the level of the values Survival and Reproduction) then she showed me the video of Nabila: ” t’es une fille et t’as pas de shampoing ? Mais allô, quoi…” (it is a buzz in France) I didn’t know, but she too I lick her at will. In brief, Popo went back to her place, and I keep up the bad work at the moment even if when I slide my hand in her jeans that gives me an almighty desire to fuck finally her. What allowed me to hold, it is simply to have destroyed the married woman on Tuesday evening. In brief, another two date, and that will be ten times… once the experiment finished : it is going to be a hard time for her tiny ass.

On Friday, night out in the street. I found “the Evangeline according to saint Jean” in a phone box then I got everybody annoyed by reading them passages. There was even a guy who believed me that I was a priest, who looked interested and who called me “Sir”. He asked me for my opinion on a lot of things and everything … Then I played his game and everything and I told him that I was virgin and then I asked all the girls if they were virgin too. Natural way. We didn’t go night-clubbing because in any case I’m fed up of these clubs of shit in Aix which are in fact bars with 90 % of mustaches then I came back to bed with the cat and with the pride to have opened a group of 2 girls by reading them the Bible.

On Saturday, housewarming of a buddy with Arnaud. Lionel has a kind of 70m ² on 3 floors finally a new ground to be vandalized! OK, there were girls : even if they were not bad were in a relationship. I appropriated first of all automatically the role of the waiter because a buddy made shooters with his shaker. That allowed me to socialize well. And then, me too I made shots like I have the secret (I am not saying that I ejaculated inside). I persuaded three girls to drink 10 in a row. One vomited, I was proud. Another one held well and the other one wanted that I show her how to make shooters. That allowed me to isolate her in the kitchen. Ilona asked me “you are a barman and you don’t drink shooters? Allô non mais allô quoi” then I laugh out loud and I drank. I was totally drunk at the end of the fifteenth. That shit comes up fast, almost as much as my dick when I watch College Rules.

In brief, she told me that she will attend in June to the marriage of her cousin where there will be her ex (and her first one) then she looks for an escort boy to accompany her. Don’t ask me how I made her speaking about that, I don’t remember, I was drunk. I asked her if it would be paid, she answer “I will pay you with my body”. Excuse but my memory became selective from this moment everything is fuzzy. I pretended to reflect: I guess that she was cute. We spoke a little, her name is Ilona like the singer (apparently only twelve by year come to the world in France thus it is collector’s, a kind of pokemon rare). As a result, I made full of jokes and everything and I negotiated fucking her in a hotel room (funny idea… I was drunk). She told me that it’s too bad, that I was too short for her taster, then I answered “keep silent drunkard, I am the same size than Johnny Depp”. I pusher her against the refrigerator and kissed her then I started to caress her everywhere and her friends unfortunately joined us. Then here we were, they settled on a sofa bed in a room and Ilona fell asleep. It’s a pity, I would gladly have taken her to the wonderland. Well, I believe that the degree of alcohol made her become cute. In fact, I dunno. On her FB, on her pics, she looks good but well I don’t know.

When they left and when I realized the situation: I began to make some shit: to fiddle her tits, to take out my cock in front of her, to pretend to screw her in shadow plays (had a curtain and a light which gave onto the lounge). Arnaud took photos of all this. There was also a cuddly crocodile which gave me a great blow job (without teeth). Flash! She didn’t wake up.

The bottom line is, the parties in apartment are really the best. Otherwise, by coming back home I added on FB the girls that I had liked in the evening and Suckerberg blocked me. Fuck I am on his blacklist, I can’t do anything : I have messages, pokes and friend requests blocked during 30 days! Again! Seriously, it is a real pain to me! He decided to virtually castrate me. Well, that makes me an additional motivation to start trying to pick up girls in the street. The thing is that I am in lack of routines and  I don’t like the stupid or classic things like “I saw you passing I like your style give me your number”. As a result, I look for a practical idea that could serve again and again when I shall not feel inspired, rather fast and everything but not shits like that. Then here we are, tell me if you have ideas or what you use yourself.

Otherwise, no news of Margaux, the girl I kissed last week. The euphoria had probably dissipated or she read my blog and acts like a shocked saintly hypocrite. In any case, she was far from being unsuspicious when she had her tongue in my mouth and her hands on my butt. While waiting for the next one, I kiss you.

Good night. May the God of the Game be with you !

19th March 2013,

I should be sleeping to be in shape for the work tomorrow but I absolutely have to tell you three short stories. We are going to speak about inner game, instant kiss close and girl who cries.

After the WE during which the girl from Toulon made me shiver as much as if I had Parkinson and during which Marie showed her butt to a motorist, I was afraid that my internship seems to me insipid and boring. In fact, the first week was cool but exhausting. Seriously : I go back to home after 6 pm with only one desire it is sleeping.. I only fucked a sex friend last week (Precious Stone). I thus waited impatiently for the WE …

Friday evening, totally exhausted, I said to myself that if I did not move, I would regret it. Thus, night out with Arnaud and Padawan, we acted like gay people. It was funny, I told the girls “olala but lookat the DJ he is sooo cute” and “ahlala but you if I was heterosexual I would do you what you want” and other “we live all three together, we are soon going to adopt”. A two meter high girl was there (I’m not exaggerating) who believed in me and who was completely in, she took my FB to become “my best friend” except that she probably hallucinated by reading all the girls’ messages on my wall. Something else: a silly bitch treated me “gay loser who doesn’t dance” and a guy told me “don’t talk to my girl, the girls like that it is for the real men”. Poor France…

Well, second part of night, in a club, I tested an opener “you are hot you” without much success. In the best case, I had a “thank you” otherwise ” you on the other hand you are ugly ” and fingers confusedly. The girls who allow to say to a boy that he is ugly and everything, in particular without having even looked at him while he just compliments her in fact, are really bitches who do not realize damages they could make on a guy who would have a fragile inner game. Because it is about inner game that I want to speak now … Indeed, on Saturday I chatted with the girl of ice cubes, who asked me to piss off a girl on FB then I did it because I was at a loose end. It rather quickly went down the drain … “How are you, love ?
– But you have a problem in your head you? By what right do you call me my heart? I don’t know you you owe me some respect! Did you think that I was your buddy or what.
[ I didn’t answer because I was occupied and on Sunday morning and I had that]
– Well then there are some things which you should know: physically you are not attractive at all, I would even say that you are ugly. But also I believe that you a little forgot all about your place, and you see your place with me, it is to have the minimum of respect, maybe that your approach works with other girls (woe are they I would say, they do not have a lot of dignity). Thus to return to what you are, you are an idiot full of himself (without any visible reasons), you are certainly a guy who is going to miss his life, what makes me most pity it is that you hide yourself behind a computer because you know that in the real world nothing can be done the girls reject you. You post on Facebook to feel powerful, but what you don’t know it is that any girl with a minimum of dignity would refuse your cock. Now that things are clear small miserable man you do not deserve to have a girl like me, I would not want to brag, but I deserve certainly a level above yours whether it is physically or mentally. It would be time for you to grow up in your head and you will realize that the respect is the basis of anything especially when we do not know someone. Thus now I ask you to close your mouth and to stay at your place with me, IE I do not talk to the animals of the farm. Best Regards, fuck off.
– Hello love! Then first of all I was anxious to thank you for having taken time to answer me. I wanted to remind you certain points: the only respect that you deserve it is a facial. You are certainly hot but you have done nothing for that, thank your parents. You are certainly rich but you did nothing for that: dad’s girl you allow to patronize guys who succeed in the finance thanks to their work. Do not hold it against me if I do not take into account your attack on my physical appearance which reveals a sacred lot of frustration and superficiality. I think that you should have your ass destroyed you would feel better my heart. I also think that you have the hatred bicause you think that I am going to post you on FB but for it still you would have to be funny. Then even if I was ugly I don’t care because girls like you I eat them for breakfast : I have already screwed girls more sexy than you (well also less attractive I grant you that but they had something in the lemon and wrote in a drinkable style with fewer spelling mistakes). About dignity, I let you judge: I am a devotee practicing of sodomy. Indeed I would not want that you brag neither and I would not want that you lose an opportunity to lecture me (I see that you take so much pleasure there like if I did you a cunnilingus). I always had things in common with the girls who thus lecture me roughly you excite me bb. Last point concerning your notion of the respect : if by “animal of the farm”, you talk about a pig, then yes I am one. If you want that I close my mouth so that you can open yours and welcome my cock, I answer “OK but only if you swallow”. Best Regards, a big kiss on the mouth.”

With this, she shut up and blocked me. Seriously, poor nasty small bourgeois whore who allows to try to cause damage by pleasure. Even if all that she said was true, why saying it? And why ignite like that? Well, I believe that I reached a sacred level of confidence in me because I couldn’t care less about this kind of reflections. And that it is satisfactory indeed, I just have to think again about some awesome women I fucked and among girls who run after me to get that she is the one who is wrong. Fucking shit. You take yourself for a princess but you are only a moralizer for pussies! As for myself, sometimes I catch wondering if it is really my life or if I am dreaming, then… I’m not planning to question myself soon.

Small explanation now: why did the girl of ice cubes ask me to piss off this girl? Because apparently she is on the waiters of the club, and thus on the guy with a head of teddy bear. What lets me think that the girl of the ice cubes does not tolerate that we turn around him, she is thus a little in love with him. Small disappointment : I asked to Arnaud to support myself and to help me pissing her off, he said yes, he saw her pictures and found her pretty then he said ” finally no “. Like if he had a chance to screw her seriously. Small pathetic cock.

Well, otherwise, I tried a routine the same Saturday afternoon (in parallel) : “readyfor the poke party?
– What do you mean by poke party? Because according to what that is, yeah I’m in
– Ah and you are ready for what type of poke party you? Me it is very innocent
– Mdrr ba to meet you
– Haha rather direct but that pleases me. You lived in aix too?
– Mdrr it is more practical to be direct. Not far yeah. And for you what is a poke party?
– Yeah I always found that sexy the girls who take initiatives. So, this evening you come to Aix? Bah for me the poke party is to send pokes, some messages, to see you and to kiss you without the tongue
– Ah so much the better then. Yeah that’s it. Why you would want that we see each other in the evening? It’s OK for me indeed this kind of poke party in any case. Ahah and well I hope that you will be up to your reputation.
– Well, yes if you come in town or what I would like. Okay ben there I lost a bet I cannot kiss with the tongue
– Mdrr but at the basis I am not a girl who takes initiatives that well has to be the first time I am like that ^^. Ba in this case yes I can manage to go into town this evening. Mdrr it is not very grave that.
– Mdrr ah well it is the pokes which make you this effect ^^? In this case yeah that would be a good idea. Lol well so much the better if you prefer but I can kiss you on the neck and quite everywhere no problem! What did you plan this evening?
– Mdrr I don’t know, but at the basis I am a shy person me. Ba that’s OK then I would be on Aix this evening. Mdrr that goes ba we shall see that this evening. Ba I had nothing planned
– Lol bah with me you reveal another facet of your personality half angel and half devil. Yes don’t worry nobody ever complained
– Yeah mdrr but in the truth I promises nothing. Mdrr well ba then I should not complain either
– Lol bah I shall know well how to corrupt you but it will be our secret. It’s lucky!
– We shall see that we just met and we already have small secrets between us.”

In brief, we made an appointment at about 9 pm, small text before joining her “I’m leaving home I kiss you” answer “I kiss you too” so by seeing her I had to kiss her to say hello. She looked a little surprised: it was funny for unknowns and we spent a nice evening in a bar together except that Padawan joined us, he so to speak imposed, he was a little bit boring and scared her off. I see her again on Saturday normally, she wrote me on her way back “I want to be desired a little”. Otherwise, I made the same routine to other girls: having no sandwich in the morning I have three numbers among which two potential sex friends + her. So class. Thus, I am certainly going to screw Margaux, Charlotte and Lola. I do not put the other conversations because it was grosso-modo the same thing.

Well, otherwise at work and everything… There are two-three pretty collaborators that I would stuff more gladly than the printer but well. I great behave well over there, you would see that, unrecognizable. I believe that I have a kind of double personality … Even if I got on with the cute secretary (who is going be laid off soon moreover) and some girls who make some labor law… at the moment no way to introduce me in them even if it would be very nice during the breaks.

Otherwise, this evening I saw again the married woman of December 2012. OK, it was nice (a little less than the last time all the same) but she was a little bit sticky, always to give me kisses and everything and to tell me “I am going to miss you”. We fucked at my place and everything and I fell asleep one hour (normal I am constantly tired) then I walked her back to her hotel. By leaving, I returned and I saw her crying. That hurt me in the heart, so I guess that I have one…

May the God of the Game be with her !

10th March 2013,

It has been a while since I did not write. Don’t ask me why, I don’t know, nevertheless I have things that need to be told … Then I am going to sum up these last fifteen days in order chronological.

The Thursday after my birthday, Pauline came to my place. Remember, she is the girl I decided to make wait 10 dates before showing her my dear penis … Well, it was the number 7 there and I have fingered her on my bed so I had difficulty not taking more initiatives. I was strained as a nutcase but she is rather the kind of girl who is passive, a fucking passive starfish then it helped me holding on my positions. I like very much well the chicks who show me their excitement by jumping on me and by licking me everywhere. Well, that arrives not often but it is beautiful, dreaming … As a result, she went back to her home with great difficulty at about 3 am and I masturbated. It is sad, right? These lousy principles? I pity the girls who impose it themselves every time…

The last WE, night out “Harlem Shake” with the captain, Arnaud and Hafid. We had taken our water gun then we shot the floozy girls in the club. Some danced like naughty girls and waddled and everything and suddently BAM in the mouth. Some believed that it was some beer, so one almost made a shampoo in the washbasin. We retested a “crash and burn” with the captain, but nothing : it didn’t work. If somebody knows the parameters which can determine the success of this kind of operation, thank you for communicating them to me. Like : free club or not, it changes anything? The hour of attack also certainly, the type of place etc., everything was different this time … Otherwise, I approached all the same two girls who did not let me leave anymore: “you  are so cute, we want a picture with you.
– Thanks you. ” Seriously, what the fuck, it is really the first time that someone tell me that. Arnaud took a picture.” But we cannot kiss you, we have boyfriends “. They added me on FB and I negotiate to fuck them (or only one at least) in the common showers of the university hall where they live.

Otherwise, there is a guy who, when I tried to pick up Beautiful Name, came  bullshiting me “let her go, you are ugly and not fun”. Well, he clearly wanted to fuck her and everything but this shit is waiter in the club in question, the club where there is a lot of Erasmus. He even blocked me with the page FB of the club, if it is not sad, being so stupid. Let me clarify the things for you : he never did anything with Beautiful Name, he is just a big frustrated jealous person dressed like a ridiculous hipster… In brief, we saw him again and the captain shot him with his water gun. This asshole came trying to be alpha male there, he was received with a “WHATDAFUCK?” from the captain and his accent from Marseille and so he came back apologizing at least 3 times. Too good, this captain. That is called charisma, I guess. Bah, I have to say, he is brilliant this guy, he approaches girls on Couchsurfing and tries to find a naughty girl who will make him sleep with her in Aix being thought of as a Canadian in journey while he actually lives here … Awesome !

End of the night, we have switched to another club to join a girl with whom I had to have a bath which suggested me going to my place in order to (I quote) “play to the Monopoly”. Except that the last time, when we had met her, she was dressed well and everything and now I dunno, I saw her and I didn’t want anymore. So, I preferred to go back to my place to sleep rather than screwing for screwing … I said that my cousin had felt sick and had vomited to do not hurt her.

The week, I spent it in the papers because I am going to work in the finance since Monday then here we are, my life is going to take a new rhythm and will certainly be healthier. Unless I continue to cook Tatin pies in the rum with my roommate at around 4 o’clock. Needs that I talk to you about my new roommate: he is a sort of hippy night mechanic, who smokes weed 3 times a day, who drinks heavily all the time strange things and who eats only sandwiches full of mayonnaise. He is apparently an ex-dealer who waits that his trial takes place and has weapons in his room so: he does everything to be unnoticed even if he has fines for drink-driving and of course no licences anymore. Otherwise, he is very open-minded: everything seems to flow on him, I like him even if he turns on the music full tilt till 5 hours of the matt and even  if thus the neighbors pull a bad face to me in the morning. It is all the same a sacred misfit, well, me too after all even if in fact he is maybe even a dangerous madman! That I know nothing about it, we have had no subject of quarrel yet.

On Thursday, party “Adopte” in town with the Coach. I found Marie there, remember the FR of my birthday « I am in full negotiation with Marie to go in her car (which was not baptized yet) stop in a dark corner and have a drink 🙂 ». She is adorable this chick, she a little reminds me of an elf with her face. But I was irritated because she had flaked last WE by saying that she finally had to go to Nice then did not give any news during 3-4 days. I believed that it was dead for me but she excited me excessively then I re-feeded the conversation by the routine “how would we seduce if we could not speak? ” And BAM she answered me… and followed an innocent “are you coming this evening to the Adopt party?
– Yes, are you going to adopt me?
– Yes:)” as a result, here we were, we flirted during a long hour but I didn’t make the first step, I just  caressed her (the back, the hips, the legs) she got closer moved closer and closer and when the tension was in its paroxysm, we found ourselves lips against lips but it happened alone… I didn’t have the impression to give the order to my brain to kiss her nor anything. We just kissed each other passionately, we even danced on the tables of the bar and she took my shirt off because there was a group next to us who was fun and did the same thing… We did not have sex because she began early the next day. Last message: ” then, I reserve you my evening of Saturday?
– I suppose. ” Rendez-vous on Saturday evening, for a night-stroll in her car.

On Friday, the cutie from Toulon came back to my place. I have called Padawan and the captain: hang out in a bar, mussel gathering, we returned to my house with a group for an improvised party. They were girls, artists of Les beaux arts or I do not know what. One I knew btw, we had met in a nightclub and I had slept with one of her delicious friends months ago. Me, I already had my sandwich with a first name of the 20s then I didn’t dug too much the question. Padawan said to her this legendary sentence “I dunno if it is because you are young or whatever but you really have a sexual thing.” Well, it is true that she is h*t… When they left, the chick from Toulon did not want to go out again, we then went to my room and she kissed me. We warmed more and more, her body is really thin, it is excessively exciting and she became my big buddy. Has no notion of property nor anything there even if she puts messages like that on my wall FB « I remind, friendly, that I smash the face, I defuse her race, to every girl licking too much your cock (which belongs to ME). So bb ♥. » Furthermore, she made me a hickey: welcome to adolescence. Then, I undressed her but her river poured red apparently so she gave me a blowjob in string. She swallowed, I travelled, I adored. She confessed that she swallowed only three guys in her life “I don’t swallow whoever: the guy with whom I am in love, the one who forced me and you.” Cool, I don’t believe everything girls say but that pleases all the same, it flatters the ego. To me, the blowjob is the most important. I even prefer to finish in the mouth of the girl bicause I have more pleasure than when I screw like Woody Woodpecker !

On Saturday, Marie picked me up by car. I expected that she cancels, that she flakes me and everything but absolutely nothing. We settled comfortably in a sort of way or a street or I do not know what. It was not enlightened. I can tell you that we quickly disappeared in the vapor like the Black Pearl sinking into the fog. We drank two shots of tequila on the back seat “I don’t like tequila” she said “but I am going to drink it all the same”. Phew, she was thus full of willingness. We spoke, I kissed her, she rose on me, we tipped over the seat, we got naked. She was very wild and took initiatives : she scratched, bit, rubbed, hummed, her breath accelerated … I wonder if two cats which kiss hum? Well, I admit, it is a stupid reflection.

In brief, we then passed in the back, she sucked me and it was really good. Very good rhythm, very good appetizer. The congratulations of the jury. I have fingered her “I want that you take me RIGHT NOW”. Then here we were, we contorted in the back then she rose on me “I didn’t tell you everything …
– Tell me.
– I have cardiac problems, I can die by making love there because everything accelerates.
– OK”. We ended our business then she explained that she will be operated in two months and everything to have a pacemaker and everything and that this is why she lets her hair grow to hide the future scar… I suggested her to do it again but she asked me for a respite, for her heart and everything. OK, after all even if it shall be a beautiful death, I have not the desire to kill somebody. She has sucked me again, and we did again then we spoke till 1 am in the morning. She told me that she has already crossed Marseille naked under a mac for a guy, that she has already driven naked by night to join a lover and other cool things. It is her frenzy to do things like that… I hope that she is going to become one of my partners of game because she is funny and a little bit strange. Rather strange to be sexy, she has a mystic and geek side in the look! I asked her if she wanted a doggy style “next time: I want to see you again. Well, I drive you back?
– You do not want to return me in 20 minutes by chance ?
– No no no no. When I say no more than three times, it means yes.
– Ah well.” And we did it again. For the anecdote, the next day she saw the guy whom she had met in my birthday: he came from Avignon just to screw her if I understood well.

End of the night in a club, I found the girl of the street-fucking and her friends and I had a date with Pauline the working girl for a 8th date in a club. Except that I didn’t find her and I could not contact her : I accidentally put some Vigor on my telephone and it then soaked into the tequila in the car. Ugh. I am thus not contactable now, that risks to damage my sexual life! Otherwise, anecdote: I said “get naked” to one of the friends of the girl of the street-fucking and she answered me “let’s go you first” then I opened my shirt and my pants. She laughed. I told her “it’s your turn, at least show me your tits”. Then here we were, she pushed aside her top. I was surprised. Well, nothing more: she is married. Last anecdote: as soon as a guy who they did not like approached them, they came dancing against me. Seriously, I looked like a fucking pimp with his 3 cuties … So class ! Arnaud was in the club too, I told him for Marie and asked him to do not repeat it to her ex who is additionally his best buddy: the first thing which he did was to tell him. :/

I came home completely done, my computer overheats every twenty minutes, impossible to lead a correct pick up on FB, I have no fresh plan and my telephone is dead. Fucking week. Besides, I am under stress for my job on Monday.

Let’s cross our fingers. May the God of the Game be with you !

28th February 2013,

It snowed on Sexe-en-Provence, on this February 23rd. Big flakes of cyprine. It even so much fell that I began to receive mass of cancellations for my party. Some due to the bad weather there (“I am stuck in my fucking village I cannot come “), some due to the fact there that it is girls thus we can never rely on them (“I know that I had said yes and even confirmed yesterday but finally we are tired then we will watch movie instead it is so much better…
– It is me who am sorry for you, after all, you are going to miss an awesome party”) and I also underwent cancellations because most of the guys are bad with the girls (“yeah I had invited girls and everything but at the last moment they do not come because [insert here diverse lousy explanations] then I come with guys instead”). Seriously, guys, even The Greek who is one of the worse guys of the Earth in his relationships with the opposite sex (he even has no phone) came with a chick for the ratio, and you nothing… Shame on you !

NB: I even received a “my mother didn’t give me money so I cannot come” lol

I didn’t lose courage for that because my two targets were very motivated: Charlotte and Marie. Two girls freshly poked and facebookly worked so that they suck me in the black room (the bathroom). My fault: in my haste, I had forgotten to remove the bulb then it was not really a black-room but rather a fuck-room (my new roommate had generously lent a mattress moreover will need that I speak to you about him because he is such a fucking phenomenon). All the same, I had done well to try to pick up these two girls: one came with 3 other hotties for the ratio and the other who works at Monoprix gave me a lot of bottles of alcohol free of charge. Seriously, the party cost me only 30€ thanks to her.

I had invited people at 6 pm (and had promised them a crepe batter to motivate them to come early), but I am a big asshole then I came back from shopping at about 6:30 pm (procrastination when you hold us). Hafid was already there, he came with a lot of accessories of parties, and Le Gothique my buddy-photographer-official-of-the-party who waited. The guests began to arrive at about 7 pm: just the time for us to prepare the apartment and for me to suit up. Hafid, as for him, got dressed like Gros Minet. The pancakes were hot, and certain girls too.

As a result, we began to eat (I have soaked my tie inside), I made obscene signs, fired with my pistol with balls on the first one who said a word and launched a playlist of rewarding movies on my computer. In fact, I had prepared it so that it broadcasts the good word :
1) Young People Fucking (7pm-8:30pm)
2) X project (8:30pm-10pm)
3) Daredorm
4) College Fuck Fest
5) College Rules
Three last ones are a little bit funny amateur and student porns which take place in apartments. I hoped sincerely that they would give ideas to some chicks and that was the case (I shall return there later).

Finally here we were, from 7 pm till 8:30 pm it was little “soft party”, nothing very nasty, approximately 20 people, then everything suddenly accelerated: a group of hotties came in my threshold: Charlotte and her friends. Then other girls, and guys (my ratio was done but had sexy bitches there all the same). The temperature shot up with the games of alcohol (in particular a miniature basketball there and when you fail sending the small ball inside, you drink one tequila (bim bam bang)).

First thing Very Bad Trip : at about 9 pm, we rang, everybody told me “Come to see, an old woman is there.
– Fuck already the neighbors who are going to piss off me?! ” And no, it was grandma Lucienne. I had put a word in the mailboxes of the building by inviting the residents to be polite and a sort of participant in the student and workers’ protest movement of May 1968 very cool in her head came. Extraordinary. It was HER, the mascot of the party : no dwarf in the oven but an adorable grandma who relived her youth. Unfortunately, my neighbors are not all cool : at about 10 pm I received a call ” idiot what is this mess, we shall talk again of it, it won’t be as easy as that “. It was the first one of a long series of annoy, and at one moment the cat disappeared and we looked for it everywhere (it was terrorized under a bed). At this moment, the coach asked me “how are you Cyprine? “; the captain: “fuck there is really people who call you Cyprine? “.

I thus began to do not feel really comfortable, then when the Coach announced me “the DJ of the NRJ Music Awards There is coming” I said to myself “noooooooooon I will die, I have to start looking for a new apartment” but, finally, it was funny to have him at home. It was really VBT that he comes mixing at my place, I didn’t believe it when we had spoken about it fast made the day before but here we were.

Around 11 pm, Marie and the DJ arrived, we switched off the lights and the party really started. It is at this moment (of course) that Le Gothique the photographer tidied up his device, bad timing, too bad!!! But I understand him: he did not want to take the risk to break it and then anyway it is not so grave. The main part will stay in our memoirs and in this text.

Midnight: the naughty girls swayed hips, the guys drooled. I remember having settled on the couch with the rum in the honey of my roommate, alone. That it is the technique of the sofa: you sit down and expect to see who will make the effort to approach you. Marie came to speak to me, then I handcuffed her and we danced stuck squeezed. Face to face, she goes down great low this girl, and I had wandering hands. Then I turned her and caught as when we choke somebody from behind. That excited me to feel her buttocks against my hips and her hair perfuming my nose … I was king of the world until a silly bitch vomits on her. The floozy in question is a girl that a buddy (we shall call him the mytho) immediately tryied to screw in the B-Room. Fuck of alcoholic then ethylic comas, I guess, because they stayed there 2 hours (even I, I do not fuck for such a long time) Update : in fact he did not even got hard. Marie went to clean herself while turning me on with just her glance I smelt that she wanted to play, then I tried nothing just to make rise the pressure. Then, at a moment, one called me in a room and I left. Afterward, Marie was all the time approached except that when I passed in front of her, she left her pretenders and returned towards me (WHO IS THE BOSS HERE ?!). At a given moment, her ex tried to kiss her then she presented her cheek by means of a dodge of great distinction then perceived me and came towards your servant “So, you fall again into your old faults?
– I don’t want to go out with a guy, on the other hand I will not say no to a good lover.
– Is it an advance or a proposal?
– Who said that I spoke about you?
– Touché.”

I left because girls offered me presents: boxes of condoms, sextoys, shirts, tea, a sculptured potato, a megaphone and others. I decided to change, removed my suit and put on my T-shirt “I <3 Cyprine”. The girl of the Street-Fucking began to kiss me in the corridor in front of Marie and the Breton. The Breton, it is the girl of our group of friends in whom I put all the time small beatings and who repeats me indefatigably “what a jerk, I will never sleep with you” but who had promised me “during your birthday, you can drink some champagne on my breasts”. I informed her and asked her if it always OK this story, and she answered “yes”. I was surprised but I like when girls keep their promises. The mytho always occupied the bathroom so I asked to sturdy buddies to kick him out.

I fetched the bottle of champagne that the Coach had lovingly offered me and that I had hidden, then went to find the Breton. She removed her top, I removed mine. “You are not obliged to undress, you know …
– I know but it is so that you feel more at ease.
– But you know that there will be nothing more, you are just going to drink some champagne and I go out ” she did not spontaneously remove her bra, so I have took it off. I didn’t directly put it on her tits, first of all on the bottom of the neck and I licked by going back up up to her ears. I still overturned and began again until I felt her breath accelerating. We put the mattress in the bathtub and she lengthened … I put myself on her to lick her breasts and I began to make comings and goings against her loins “Stop, it’s enough”. I said “OK” I put back my T-shirt and pretended to block me she told me “wait”. There, I kissed her, I caressed her against the wall and my hand went into her jeans. I put her a finger then caressed her clit. She was boiling. I opened her pants to better finger her before trying ” Do you want to have sex?
– Yeah go go for it, have you got condoms?
– Always.” You know, we had just offered me three whole boxes. As a result, we just copulated in missionary in my bathtub bicause to lick her or to suck me “it is too intimate” that she said. Charlotte entered the bathroom while I got ready to go out “have you a hairdryer?
– yes, wait, it is for what?
– A jerk fired me some vodka above with a water gun”. Ah OK. Then here we were, she dried her hair and I fiddled with them (in front of the Breton, balek). ” Well I am going to leave you.
– You do not bother us.
– I am going to leave you all the same.” Then here we were, I was with Chacha, caressing her hair: we spoke to say nothing and even if she did not withdraw when I approached, she sent no active IDI. So I didn’t kiss her and was blocked. Needs not to mess around, that is not enough being hot, also needs to make an effort there.

Marie sat on a buddy of me: I cannot be jealous, I do not absolutely know how long I was absent. I was not happy of course, but I sat in front of them and she avoided kissing him when I was there. What a politeness from her… Also, everybody asked me what happened and I said nothing. Everybody suspected: them, her, me. But I said to myself that by not admitting my crime, I opted for the strategy of the discreet guy, and that could make tilt the balance in my favor for a possible heterosexual report with Marie. Then we were there, her on Vincent’s knees and I with the girl of the Street-Fucking on my knees. We then went to speak in the room and as soon as Vincent did not look I put her a small spanking: she did not say protest and played the game, the perfect submission …

I met a girl who wore a mask of Nicolas Sarkozy, I kissed her unguardedly. I don’t know who it was then that doesn’t matter (and that risks to remain a mystery). Eloïse brought down her telephone in crappers by going to the toilet and I lost mine by wanting to help her. She tried to kiss me, I evaded her, (too much filled she didn’t smelt good) and she said “we are friends, right ?” You are too much intoxicated, girl. At the moment, I believe that a space-cake circulated but I didn’t taste it.

At about 2 am, I told to everybody to go out, that we met in the club. The Breton went to the bathroom and made a sign to tell me to come. I have taken her doggy style against the wall and it was the first time of my life that I heard (I even believed to dream) ” stop, stop, I am going to have an orgasm.
– Well… then?
– I don’t want to have an orgasm with you, it is too intimate”. Then, the condom fell ” it doesn’t matter continue without.
– Ah no no no, I don’t know where you dragged. “I made a squalid thing, I resumed the condom and have put it back in her vagina then we continued in missionary in the bathtub (it is not something I would do sober). Suddenly, the door waltzed, the Captain entered and photographed me at the heart of the action. I shall publish certainly on my FB (a little censored all the same) when I shall have finished my job with Pauline (the girl who takes me for an angel with whom I decided to wait for 10 dates) and that the bellows will have a little fallen again. She is so VBT this photo.

So here we were, I noticed with dismay the mess that it was in the staircase. The girl of the street fucking, the coach and the captain made every effort to make people leave but my neighbor in pajamas prevented everybody from going out because he had called the cops. My party had turned in a disturbance of the peace at night and this band of sheeps waited wisely for the punishment… it was necessary to reframe them “Oh, seriously, do not miss to him some respect but leave. And you, you have never been a young person whom you piss us off ? OK, it is once a year and it is finished then go back in your bed”. As a result, the cops had nothing more to notice because my roommate and I had prepared our defense “yeah, it has been three days since we didn’t go out and we drink heavily, we were only both of us.”

In brief, in the club, the girl of the street-fucking put hooks to me above (I have already fucked with her thus that didn’t matters. But Morgane came to speak to me “you dance with me?
– I am empty” (by showing her my glass). I had not desire to complicate things by gaming her there, it was 3 am but I had the impression that it was 5 am. Morgane, didn’t stopped touching me, coming to speak to me, and now she added me on Fb and gave me her number directly “I don’t like FB, send a short SMS”. Too many IOI kill the IOI (I don’t give you all the details).

I stayed with the girl of the street fucking and we spoke, while I watched the captain kissing a 35-year-old woman by approaching her as follows “you like men with a moustache? “. Beautiful. She is really top the girl of the street fucking, because while we ate French fries in front of the club, Pauline the working girl passed in the street then I asked her “hey there is a girl with whom I sleep, does it bothers you if I say hello ?
– No go for it” so I kissed Pauline in front of her and everything and she did not say a word. To reward her, we went to my place and had sex. Then, the next day, she almost cleaned everything (finally we helped her but that lasted something like 5 hours). We rocked 200 balloons through the window, it was magnificent. We erased tags in the apartment, it sucks. We noticed thefts. In brief, everybody lived this evening in his way, I think. It was my version of it but I certainly forgot full of things VBT. Having said that, I arrive every year at the same conclusion there: to appreciate completely a party, needs to do not be too much involved (responsibility, organization, etc.) – in this case, I was too stressed. Then, when someone colored me hair in yellow, it was the pompom and I went off the rails. Btw, needs that I tell you the party of last year and the year before.

To conclude: it was a successful party even if that could have been 10 times better: I know that the coach fucked, I know that Yannick fucked, I know that Valentine and Marina fucked (with them then necessarily), I know that I fucked the Breton and the girl of the street-fucking, I know that the mytho (almost) fucked, I know the other girl (almost) fucked, I know that Eloïse fucked with a handsome buddy of the coach and I forget others certainly. Marie and Charlotte made nothing on the other hand, Marie came back home directly after the party (tired) and Charlotte was in the club with us. It will be for another time, I hope. I am yet in negotiation with Marie to go in her car (which was not baptized yet) stop in a dark corner and… have a drink:)

May the God of the Game be with you !

22th February 2013,

Yesterday’s night can be divided in two phases. Both parts more mythical the one than the other. I am going to tell you everything in order chronological.

I ) Date with Pauline (the blonde from Adopte) to eat together. I brought her in a burger bar just to see if she is a snob or if she just looks like a haughty girl. In my opinion, she is the kind of working  girl who sucks without undoing her bun and keeping her glasses. That makes me a lot of effect. To the restaurant, she seemed comfortable: it was cool, the discussion derived slowly and she suggested herself coming “to see my cat”. OK, if it wasn’t obvious, she wanted to come to my place. But, during a previous date, she had challenged me ” I shall not come to your place before the 10th date.
– Ah well, it’s OK for me because I never sleep before the 11th date.
– You will not can wait.
– Bah if you say that, it is that you don’t know me well.
– I could do what I want, you will resist?
– Yeah.” Then here we are, it is a challenge for me… Spending at least 10 dates before sleeping with her: it will establish a psychic connection and I will see if sex is better when we enjoy a deep relation. As a result, once at home, I turned her on and everything and the Coach of Marseille rang at the door so I decided to kick her out.

 

II ) The Coach is my buddy who is a coach in seduction in Marseille (I met him in the medical party of December (I have already spoken about him several times (fuck needs that I stop putting brackets in the brackets (that becomes difficult to follow)))). It was nice nights then here we are, we became so to speak “occasional wingmen”.

Yesterday evening, I had duly won places for the “Champagne Showers” (in fact I got on with the guy who works in the club : the buddy of the girl of ice cubes then I made 15 000 invitations on his FB event and he gave me free entries) in one of the clubs the best the esteemed in the city center. Then here we are, I was on the guest-list and it is so class. The thing is that the club is rather small and, without lying had there at least 600 people. It was highly full (one hour to put his jacket in the changing room it’s boring) …

The Coach had a T-shirt “I <3 doggy style” then I was jealous but he promised me that for my birthday of Saturday, he would give me one ” I <3 cyprine “. Phew.

I chose to invite the Coach because he is the only guy about whom I knew that he would follow me in the frenzy which I had planned. There are others certainly who would have assumed what I proposed to him but I was not 100%sure that they would not flinch. The idea: a crash&burn. The principle: we attack groups of girls by telling them not more but not less than “would you like to kiss me?” In brief, we forget all about the phase of attraction and comfort and we use the confidence conveyed by the pushy attitude to have our way. Our best trump cards : maintain the eye contact, the touch, and the formulation of the question. Many people answered us “no I have a boyfriend ” then we changed at a given moment we tested “are you single = > YES (ladder of yes) = > would you like to kiss me?”. But well that filled up me because it was too much complicated and then I said to myself that I had  no desire to kiss only single women.

We had difficulty starting because we were pushed aside in all directions, by children moreover. I didn’t drink so I was deprived of superpowers … I even missed an IA. An IA is what I call an invitation to the approach : in this particular case, a girl whispered something in the ear of her friend and she returned, agreed then the first one came dancing against me. So : she asked for confirmation to her friend to know if I was cute enough for her because she liked me. I did nothing. She was correct… Shame on me.

I believe that we had to really begin to play at around 2 o’clock (the club was full and the spirits began to warm up. At the beginning, I began because I did not feel the Coach convinced by my idea.

1) A group of 3 passed in front of me and I asked the first one “no”, I asked the second: she looked at me like if she did not understand (she couldn’t believe her eared) then threw herself on my mouth like if she had not eaten for 6 months (nevertheless she was not ugly : tall blonde, thin with a head of doll but a little bit stupid face because of drugs needs to say it). She kissed me everywhere in the neck and on the trunk and bent, I even believed that she was going to suck me on the dancefloor. That was VBT. I left her after 10 minutes of pleasure (because it was all the same pleasant). On the other hand, we did not see her again in the club, she probably got banged in a car or against the fountain behind the club. I didn’t care: I played to a very funny game.

2) I have kissed another one but impossible to remember her. Nevertheless I force my memory now, no offend for her. What I remember is just that the score was 2-1 when we positioned in the main corridor. (Moreover, Coach, when you will read that, if you can share  your memories concerning her, it would be very cool, and I shall re-post behind. Kiss kiss.)

3) In the corridor, we put ourselves in ambush: like that we could ask every girl who passed. In brief, thanks to the stopping-off place: we did not even need to move and ewes had just thrown themselves into the mouth of wolves. At the moment one not bad rose to the bait. I asked her and she told me “go for it”: a short-term kiss then she passed.

4) The girl of ice cubes (cf. in January) passed there: kiss express, I didn’t even finish my sentence. And by the way, she has me re-added me on FB this morning, thus it is cool and she is cute (a lot of boy would break a leg to be kissed by a girl like her but I feel something is wrong with her… but it’s cool to play with her all the same).

5) Her best friend, brown hair, not tall not short, accompanied her and she convinced  her “go ahead you can kiss him too”. Friendship is beautiful.

6) At one moment, a chick came and told me “if you help me to find my friend, I kiss you”. I do not like these little games then I said yes but I did not move. She left on her way then returned and there I handcuffed her by surprise. Yes I had a walk with a pair of handcuffs in plastics “you stay with me.
– (laughing) OK.
– you wanted to negotiate with a gangster then assume now, normally it is: half before the delivery, half later.
– OK.
– thus we kissed without the tongue before and with later.” Smack like young people of schoolboy. I found her friend, her ex came bullshiting me and we almost fought. I sat her free just in time before he punched me. Seriously I don’t care about this girl, so they solve their problems between them, I am not a therapist for couples who broke up. Poor France!

7) As a result, her friend who we looked for, a tall one : I asked her “just to be sure” and she rushed on me. The girl of the handcuffs came back (she had apparently got rid of her pot of glue) and threw to me “too bad for you, I do not give second chances”. I don’t care, darling.

8) I arrived at the table of the organizer of the evening (which was a success): the a little bit fat waiter with a head of teddy bear. There was his buddy, the girl of the ice cubes (FDG) and other one of his female friends. They kissed each other (three of them), the principle is cool, they explained to me (we do it because we consider were are of the same family). Moreover, the waiter has also smacked me, well, it was funny in the party and everything then he is nice this guy.
– FDG: are you part of the family or not?
– Cyprineman: when we are of the same family, we bath together, no?
– FDG: Yes.
– Cyprineman: Then yes.” Thus we kissed with 4 mouths.

9) I also kissed a beurette [A young Frenchwoman of north-African origins] (pretty) who danced with her friend. The groups of two are my favourites.

10 and 11) Next to the bar I fell on two 17-year-old high school student SO FRESH : thin, attractive with blue eyes and all the fuss. In fact it was a group of three but I have just kissed two of them. One quickly but the other one stuck me: ” how old are you, what’s your name, etc.”. In brief, an interrogation according to the rule book and I don’t like that then I answered some shit. She told me “wait I am going to order a drink” and I left as soon as she had turned the back.

At this moment, (at about 4 am) we had approached more or less all the girls in the club, except the VIP area. We tried to go there 2-3 times but no way. In any case, it is knackered the VIP area, the very fresh girls go there like they want and we are refused because we have hairs in the snout but not full money pockets, it is a shame. I want to rebel against the system. Then as a result, we attacked them by side, we turned around the VIP area and we spoke to the girls who were against the windows of edges. Like if we besieged a castle-fort.

12) One put us in competition : she asked us to turn around to see our backs and butts, and to dance. I don’t like dancing then I told her that I would not do everything she wants, that she had only mouth and nothing in the string and everything, and that I had no time to lose. As a consequence, she asked for more explanations: we have lied as usual, we told her that “the one who will lose has to do a striptease on Saturday” then she gave me a lot of advice to win lol. Then, she pushed her tongue in my mouth and gave me a kiss of great distinction. This girl was apparently older than us, I would say 27 or 28 years. Then, I can make a mistake but… I already doggystyled some thirty-year old women, and they excite me, thus I want to believe it. The most mature women, fresh young girls and the chicks of our age: I believe that they all have something which excites me.

Then here we are, we have kissed 17 girls together. We didn’t make of doubles, even if we have a doubt on one but apparently the account is good. I think that we had approached hundred girls so approximately 20 % of success with this technique. We kissed 10 % of the club (more by counting only the fresh girls). Good job, bro.

We took some mythical rakes also. A lot of simple “no”. Some “no thank you but it is nice to ask”. One ran after me in the club telling me “but are cute you know but I can’t :(“. Two gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then needs to say that we were going to ask it to the same girls thus “no + neither” and others “no + you even less”. Girls who felt that you give them a little power and who feel like the masters of the world. IE floozies not funny who want to hurt too confident guys. Sometimes we approached circles, we asked them and we crossed and we continued. The girls were laughing out loud. Also “no, it would be too easy!
– Bah for you too it would be too easy.” We had a lot a lot of “I have a boyfriend” others “you have already asked me” and even one “you have already asked me three times”. Seriously I realize that I have a shameful memory. I can remember the street and the number where lives the girl of the ice cubes while she told it to me only once but not at all the things maybe more vital like going to school, feeding the cat or paying my invoices. Alors, I guess, some thought we were joking.

Then here we are, I made out with 12 but I can count only 11 because the girl of ice cubes (who moreover redid me the thing with the ice cubes) was already checked. Next stage: a blowjob, I lick her pussy, and a hard doggy style of 30 minutes virgin bitches like her deserve.

At the end, we approached a last girl together. She did not want to kiss because she “had already kissed a guy tonight and that would stand out badly (like if everybody was eying her)” then she asked us why she should kiss us “I do not kiss without reason” then without consulting the other one we murmured to her ear at the same time “because people say I am a good kisser”. I believe that we are a little bit connected, finally it was beautiful lol. I left by grumbling that she was not funny and the Coach continued to try to pick her up, he took her number. Well done, bro, even if I doubt that you will screw her according to her state of mind of shit full of principles submitted to the social pressure.

When I told the party to Padawan, he told me that 12 it was not a lot all the same that I would have been able to do better. He really has to go out more often because he doesn’t realize I think how the field is difficult (not a real club in this fucking city, little places, 70% of men, etc.) and then the fucking mentality submitted to the social pressure of those people who go out to be seen rather than to have fun. In other words, Aix, it is really hard as a field, especially when you have no cash. But it is cool to train here, that really makes you become good.

 

III ) Otherwise, it’s done, I found an internship. Just a step from at my place moreover, in the Allées Provençales in one of the biggest French groups of chartered accountancy. I am going to work for the boss who has a partnership with the implementation of the metropolis of Aix-Marseille and I am going to make full of relations, to have certainly a good grade at my UE7 because the mission which they proposed to me is original and important. We promised me bonuses and summer job. I am satisfied, very relieved especially. On the other hand,  it sucks, my boss called me just now with a hidden number and I answered by saying “Ouaiyeee”. Seriously : I thought it was Hafid who wanted to go out. Big silence then… he laughed. Phew.

Who could think that a guy like me who likes very much bukkakes, who thinks that DSK was right to fuck a chambermaid and who has a lack of respect for everything which breathes (except cats) could find such a good job? I am going to try not to arrive too much late in the morning, because I don’t like justifying myself (“ouaiiiiis had traffic jams on foot”), I hope that I shall not work on Saturdays, that the secretaries (who are fresh and young, seriously, it is not Raymonde from Carrouf, it is rather Paris Hilton) practice the blowjob during the hours of break. In return, I promises to leave their intact bun and to do not come on their glasses. There will be also, I hope, a head of Turkish to take care of and a distributor of vodka in the hall. I know that in the United States, we can sometimes come working in flip-flops then because it is soon the return of beautiful hot weather in the daytime I would like to put myself barefoot on my desk. I dunno how to formulate my request. Then here we are, I took my time but at least I found an internship where the distributor do not proposes only coffee and bottles of water and moreover, the policy on the sexual harassment is not very strict. Because I am Cyprineman (and I am proud of it, that’s the worst thing).

May the God of the Game be with you !

18th February 2013,

Very Bad Trip night yesterday. This is for living such crazy adventures that I am a player, I guess… Flashback !

Everything started with a battle of pokes on FB during several weeks, then this chick who smells sex sent me « we send poke all life long or we meet ? ». She sent her phone number, then we talked about more sexual things. She has a strong personality, her eyes can open your « fly » and especially she sends me naked photos of her for a week. Well, needs to say that I a little pushed her but she was not against. I negotiated her coming in my humble bachelor pad on Saturday, to celebrate with dignity my birthday. I had not warned her that there would be only she and I.

By arriving at about 9 pm (First real meeting) she said « My father told me: my daughter have fun! But do not leave any proof. » I wondered if she was going to kill me later or whatever but well … I’m just a man, the call of the pussy is powerful and she began to serve the téquila (she took me by the feelings). We made shooters in cups except that mine was twice as big as her. Salt, lemon… one, two, three.

Then I switched off the light and the computer crashed. We were suddenly plunged into the darkness. She made me shooters like in projects X by asking me to lick her neck, to put some salt there and to lick her then to drink the shot and come taking the lemon in her mouth. Kissclose. She did the same on me.

Then, she did not stop making me drink shots so that my tongue came on her… in particular on the stomach and everything. I was not necessarily against so I did it. I drank 7 or 8 in one hour and she had drink only something like 3 or 4. She swindled me, I felt it but well I didn’t care. I was excited, I started to undress. I didn’t controlled myself anymore, I was an animal, I became more and more sexual…

I have not too much memories from this moment, I know that I wrote messages to the captain with a lot of spelling mistakes. « You did no screw her yet?
Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn » or something like this… I saw fuzzy there, everything turned. My vision became strange, like moved towards the right. She led me in my bedroom, and gave me a handjob while everything turned. Then, I fucked her. I remained a moment lengthened on the bed then I pretended to go drinking water to the faucet and I took advantage of it to vomit discreetly. A long time since last time I did. « Done : I fucked her and I vomited.
– Fucking wreck » sent me the captain. It was approximately midnight.

She refused to suck my dick by pleading that it was necessary to keep new ideas for the next week. Cool except that I do not plan to fuck her again: I have two or three fresh targets in my party and I hate blackmail thus I am going to punish her. If she had sucked me like a queen, in this case, yes, we would probably have done it again!

I lengthened on the bed one moment, then she started another handjob and I fucked her again. I got up to really fetch to drink and I didn’t understand what happened: it was already 5 am. We had slept well but frankly I had got nothing. I had a message missed from Pauline the posh working girl who had sent me her good night and who moreover was hurt today that I did not answer to her. And Beautiful Name wished me happy birthday at midnight sharp I believe. Any hope is not thus lost with her even if I have the cock on fire then at the moment I don’t care.

Text messages with the captain :
« Some news ?
– I am drnuk With a girl Who want to keep shirt
– What ?
– H am totrtly hgkh
– You are high ?
– yse Yes H will destrnoy hre
– Not sure
– Promise I will vomite ifit contuene
– You did not fuck her yet ?
– Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
– Lol ok I think it will take a while (23pm22)
– I just banged her and vomited (00am06)
– Lol you’re a wreck
– Lol I will vomite again
– She is hot ? (00am11)
– Yes (05am05) »

She slept at my place and we fucked again this morning. That crazy psycho wanted to finish the tequila for breakfast, I refused (1/8 of the bottle). She is really crazy, a furious Italian mixed with a Corsican or I do not know what. Her father looks rich, I know that they own several buildings in Aix. In brief, she contacted me again in the afternoon, thus she had probably appreciate the sex. Her little pussy was comfortable by the way, really wet, even if I thought at times of other girls by taking her. It is human… Or it is the alcohol.

The bottle line is that she got me drunk to be sure to enjoy my dick. She probably had not enough confidence to have sex with a stranger without alcohol in the blood. Not good for her.

May the God of the Game be with you !

17th February 2013,

I just blow into town because I am very busy tonight. OK, so, concerning Beautiful Name I sent « In fact, I want to kiss you again and again and again so your Friendly Relationship, you can forget it. Her answer « Ah… ». Now, I freeze her out, she pissed me off. I let her the time to think. We will see if she is smart.

Well, this afternoon, I decided to go out and walk during one hour because I was tired, don’t wanna spend the day in front of the computer, and I had an idea : what if I contacted Pauline the blond working girl, my Adopte date of yesterday ? I sent « Are you waiting that I send the first post-date message ? » Getting some fresh air gives good ideas. We talked and she said she was in town. Another drink, we discussed and we even got that we were in class together during 1 year but she had a boyfriend. I probably noticed her but… nothing more. In brief, we talked about gender relations, we made fun of each other, she is always ready for a laugh and quick to respond and our body languages synchronized. I caressed her feet under the table like the day before and it looked like she didn’t mind.

On our way, passage in front of my apartment whereas she returned to her car. I was walking fast without saying goodbye to her and she came to me. She was waiting something so I said « handshake ? » She said yes and I kept her hand in mine whereas I came closer and kissed her… she moved back a little but not too much: I smacked her and then she kissed me back. After these two kisses, silence and I said « embarrassing, right ?
– No, it’s OK. » She left with the smile and I admired her butt.

So that’s crazy, even if they drop-dead want to kiss, they feel better with making a little resistance. Is it a way to test the confidence of the guy ? Did I forced her and was wrong ? Or, they are simply complicated and no needs to try too much to understand them ? I vote for the answer A. I had to kiss her, what would I have looked like otherwise? Who does not kiss at the second date is a gay man, at the third is a lost cause.

End of the date : 9:30 pm, perfect timing because I have a girl of FB, I have never seen her but she sends me naked  pictures (in all the positions) she said she will come visiting me and drink shots of tequila (and probably fuck). So here I am, waiting for her : Plans like that, I never know if it smells good or not … I will tell you tomorrow if it was an « epic fail » or an « epic win ».

In any case, Pauline made me feel happy. I like her and, I guess we can say she is my cutie birthday present (the one of the naked pics worth it too). And I have to say, Beautiful Name and Marie my Open Relationship pissed me off so I have to bang someone.

Marie, my ex-lovely darling, wanted to talk this afternoon. It’s true that I promised her we will meet without fucking, but I can’t be everywhere. Now, she is hurt and sent me a « I hate you ». It’s OKAY, I am immunized.

Kiss, family. May the God of the Game be with you !