Category: Diary of a French PUA

16th February 2013,

It is a little the shit for me now because I have three good nights to tell … I am not up to date in my diary then I am going to try to resume everything in order chronological to forget nothing (I have not a good memory).

Tuesday, February 12th : A bar and a student association had organized a speed-dating at about 9:30 pm on the occasion of the Valentine’s Day.  Seriously, it was very funny, some PUA buddies were there: the Coach of Marseille and one of his friend who also game, Hafid and the president of the Student Union of the faculty of literature. A girl I know well, this president, because I have poked her and since that day she enjoys my texts on Facebook. Then, we got on every time we crossed in the parties. So, I have not the desire to screw her but she is very nice and enjoys an important social position, it is thus a relation after which I look (in my way). And no, I do not poke only girls whom I want to fuck : I do it fast and I sort out then among those who answer.

The decoration: 20 girls sat behind tables, the boys changing tables at every echo of bell. Except for the players I know, the other guys made me the impression to be a beautiful band of losers. Big geeks asexual and desperate as it teems with it on the forums of seduction. I enjoyed moreover pissing off the one who turned clockwise, behind me. At a given moment I even stuck a chewing gum on the chair by leaving. To return to the subject: the problem is that the private meetings did not last for a long time, seriously  : not even three minutes. Otherwise, I am rather proud to have avoided all the boring questions (what do you do for a living ? etc.).

In the order: the president of the BDE, a Chinese Brazilian (no matter the age, the race or the social rank of the target, the game always works) Then I was entitled to a brochette of three girls who I had poked but who had ignored me by taking me I quote “for a psychopath who poke all Aix”. Except that I had realized it: when you approach a lot you do not remember who you approached but the girls remember you especially if you are scandalous … Finally in brief the first one was cold with me then I was cold with her (lex talionis)… The second was very nice, without joking, she even poked me again the next day … With the third I installed a frame of authority “we are going to play a game : we avoid pronouncing the word poke”, that passed well. I was then entitled to 2 or 3 foreigners, Brazilians and German … There is moreover one that I convinced to come to my party of the 23. I fell at a given moment on the lean but cute girl whom Hafid had kiss last Friday but I had not recognized her over the moment (the Coach of Marseille screwed her later thanks to this student Speed-Dating). Then sausages galore and I ended with a beauty who I had also poked : apparently we had exchanged messages but I had no memory of it, needs to say that I do it automatically and that I copy a lot otherwise I don’t get out of it… I placed all the same two or three cult line like saying “Well, this tonight, I am opened to any proposals”. At the end, I lost the paper on which I had noted the FB I had taken, well, I left a note on the wall of the event « nice night »… this way they can find me if they want orgasms.

Then, the evening really started. A completely crazy chick named Pauline came to talk to me: are you Cyprineman (that’s my name on FB) ? She had recognized me from my texts and everything and she had even my “spotted” registered on her phone because that had made her have a good laugh. It is a little that the beginning of the celebrity I guess …

Bonsoir à toi mon amour, (I do not translate because it is a poem)
Fille non levrettée à ce jour,
Je rejoins la longue liste non-virile des mecs pédés,
Lâches et mous qui publient sur Spotted afin de te bourrer.
Toi, ma petite chérie avec ta mèche coiffée au foutre,
Je t’ai traitée de pute parce que faut que je te poutre,
Mon rôle d’homme je n’assume pas, je me cache comme une petite fiotte afin de t’écrire ceci :
Je kiffe ton cul, tes seins et ta bouche de suceuse. J’suis pas une tafiole au fond, youpi!
Mais ça tu le sais déjà… c’est pas la peine que je joue au poète de mes couilles,
Alors au lieu d’écrire un texte de poète refoulé qui cache sa nouille,
J’espère que tous les mecs qui ont posté sur cette page mourront puceaux,
Et que la prochaine génération de mecs retrouvera ses burnes. Oh!
J’vais retrouver ma dignité en allant aux putes,
Signé : un poète sodomite (un crétin efféminé) qui veut que tu joues de sa flûte!

An easy shot will you tell me? Except that this Crazy Pauline and her Red-haired friend kissed 2 or 3 other guys in the evening thus not so easy … At a given moment, a game : two people Boy / girls had a card and you have to find who has the same card. She told me “if you find the same than I, I kiss you”. I did not really look for because to tell the truth, my real target of the evening just turned up with her best friend, as hot as her btw.

Beautiful Name is a girl I like, just my kind in fact, tall brunette with green eyes and baby’s head. Nice cutie who I have poked and then we talk a lot on FB and then text msg and everything and we agreed to meet this evening, in this bar. Her best friend admitted to me that Beautiful Name dreaded our meeting … Then I played the guy who also dreaded, but by remaining teasing and sexual without too much! Subtle, me ? Never.

In brief, good evening, no kiss but I returned with Crazy Pauline (the crazy who is a fan of my « spotted »). We walked in the street and everything and then she did not stop giving me kisses on the cheek with her purple lipstick, I had even a big track which she photographed. At the moment I turned and I stole her a smack, for sport … I do not count it I did it just for the frenzy.

To finish, Hafid slept at my home. Needs to explain: Hafid ages badly, he becomes more and more crazy. At the moment, he rents a studio for 400€ to his landlord and later he sells it to travelers for 39€ per night. A good margin of monthly 200€ happens while keeping the apartment for some evenings. The rest of the time, he squats at too stupid too good budd, at his parents or in his car. There for example, he was obliged to sleep with me because his room was rented. I should ask a % on his trick, fuck, I am not an hostel. Especially that I am soon going to have a new roommate (the other one left to Australia, lucky guy). Well, Hafid fell asleep while I chated with Crazy Pauline on FB (because she added me by going back home = big Indicator of Interest).

Thus, I told you that I am soon going to have a new roommate (next week) who has a cat. I hope that he will not prevent me from fucking nor that he will not be too much shocked by my birthday party.

Wednesday, 13 : Awakening by Pauline of the day before, who discovered that we are almost neighbors. I let her come because she had promised to bring me a chocolate croissant. She is crazy, a real electric cell who says bullshit and run everywhere … but she pleased me: she woke Hafid by jumping on him. In brief, we flirted by SMS during a good moment and she returned me another friend of hers, Lolotte, enough fresh also and funny.  I kicked them out at around midday because I had to go to the dentist for a descaling. It is true, it is important to have beautiful white teeth to kiss Beautiful Name.

The evening of Wednesday, I spent it watching the Nouvelle Star replay because there is an Asian a little typified girl who looks like my ex, so I have the impression to have fucked her, and that creates links.

On Thursday, 14: date fixed in club with Beautiful Name. I told her by text message that the one who does not kiss in the 1st date is a gentleman but the one who does not kiss to the second, is a fag. She enough agreed with this idea then I asked her if we could consider this evening as a second date and she said yes. That smelt good thus.

In the afternoon I went shopping with Hafid for our birthday. We approached a girl in Plan de Campagne who looks rather happy to come to our birthday with 2 or 3 friends. I bought handcuffs in toy and I remember having attached her to our car. It was funny.

We made a before at Crazy Pauline, with Hafid and the Captain. I emptied a wine bottle and Lolotte was too kind and fun, she ceaselessly gave me to drink and everything and to eat. In return, I handcuffed her to the coffee table. We all moved in the club, masks party, had also the group of Germans there of the last week. In brief, I lost rather quickly everybody (and my handcuffs) in the club and I stayed with the captain who played the role of the mute. He likes those challenges: kissing girls by giving himself a handicap. At a given moment I confided him to a chick by asking her ” guard my cousin autistic 5 minutes please for example by dancing with him” and they kissed. Other anecdote: a girl threw herself on him by bawling ” YOU ARE ON ADOPTE YOUUUUU “. During this time I looked for my girl Beautiful Name sweetheart.

The girl Beautiful Name made me a thing not Catholic during the evening. At the beginning she was kind like kisses in the neck on the cheek and everything and then BAM she disappeared with her group of buddies and did not calculate me any more during a good hour… The captain bet me 10€ that I would not kiss her. Then what have I done? Beh, I tried to pick up other girls and there she came, telling me “yes, what is it blah blah blah “. In brief, the ant is not unselfish ! Then I lied saying that I already knew the girls in question, saying that they were friends of mine and everything and I took aside her to try to kiss her … and there she put me a miserable STOP “not in the club”. So I thought either of an excuse of shit to put myself a kind rake or whether there was eel under rock with another guy who she liked also present then I told her « beh let’s go out outside then (because going out inside it is difficult)” she was kind enough, we went out and everything, and there in the street we isolated and MAGIC she was allowed to kiss… then later, in the club, she re-kissed me it is just baffling then I asked her why and everything she told me « Beh for a first kiss in a club it doesn’t mean anything » ! At the time I thought that I had not signed for a doggy style and a kiss on the forehead but for a girl who wanted a couple. We decided to return at about 4 am with the captain because he worked the next day. I left without saying goodbye and she ran to me later to kiss me.

By going out I contacted another girl who I poke and who gave me her number and everything but every time I do not honor dates (I stood her up twice). There, when I went to buy my presale for the party in the bar she recognized me and came to speak to me. I noticed enthusiastically that she was sexy, I believed that she was not top according to her photos. Exchange of text messages later in the night :

« MOI : I was stone.
ELLE : stone of what ?
MOI : like elsewhere lol
ELLE ::p are your high ?! lol
MOI : a little bit. C U later if you want. Time I come back in my body.
ELLE : hahaha ok no soucy (I am just a little drunk me) :p
MOI : lucky you
ELLE : no needs to be obvious because I handle the changing rooms
MOI : lol come to the M***al
ELLE : no I have to stay until my bar closes but you can come you
MOI : yeah I will visite you
ELLE : ok I didn’t moved :p
MOI : I hope you didn’t plan to sleep early
ELLE : oh no if I have to I can’t not sleep of the night 😉
MOI : Well you know we sleep better in my bathroom
ELLE : yeah but your bed is maybe more comfortable
MOI : So you will negotiate it at 4am J
ELLe : haha ok
MOI : hahaha would it be better to let you sleep with your friend who snores ?
ELLE : none of my friends snore :p
MOI : lol don’t kill our Valentine’s excuse
ELLE : a no no I don’t kill it no worry :p
ELLE : btw 4am isn’t it late ? Meet me at à « club where I have been refused once since I am hurt » I will tell you when we are there
MOI : OKAY bb
ELLE : ok so I was there I don’t know why you didn’t come so I took a cab and sleep with my friend, good night c u soon !!! » She motivates me no more than that, I dunno there is not really a connection it can’t be explained, I hesitate to tell her that I moved in the North Pole.

In brief, the Valentine’s Day of the last year was more a success all the same. I shall tell you that another time.

Friday, 15 : date with a girl of Adopte in the afternoon (blond Pauline kind of working girl style). We caressed our feet in the bar at the end, we stayed something like 2 or 3h… She liked very much well me : I read it in the eyes and the physical language. I didn’t kiss her because she was distant at the time of saying goodbye and I retained certain lessons. Sometimes is better not to be thought of as a dead man of hunger, especially with thoses girls’ a little bit serious. Who « goes piano goes lontano » My slogan of the moment. And I believe that it is not so stupid with some. Needs that I qualify my game.

In the evening, I saw things really knackered. The evening was rotten, we returned to the club where there were the Swedish last week but nothing. It was boring to die except that there was 2-3 funny things all the same. I opened a girl by asking her “did you fart?” She was foreign and understood nothing … She absolutely wanted that I explain to her and everything she spoke to two-three cms of my face … instead of kissing her I told her that I was gay. I dunno why, I read it in The Game, I wanted to test. Bah, it was knackered but I leave at least with the pride to have made 30min of discussion to a not too bad girl by approaching her like that (who dares win).

Other news : I was released by one of my sexfriends, my preferred moreover, Marie who studies medicine. That broke my heart, to tell you everything. I quote « I am really sorry to answer only now. But it is because I thought for a long time about the answer which I was going to give you. I wondered what at the bottom of me I really wanted, and I believe that I would prefer that we remain just friends. You did absolutely nothing bad, and know that I really adored all the moments we shared, I felt very good with you but … Certain things there blocked me a little, and then I see good that it is not top for you to do with all my constraints of time, work … I am not very available. Once again I appreciate you a lot thus that would have pleased me to see you this weekend to discuss.. But I fear that if I spend the night with you I less feel at ease than usual and that does not take place as you would want it … It is my fault I know. And also my mother would not have appreciated I think that I do not see her on Friday knowing that on Saturdays she leaves with her friend for two weeks in Thailand and the fact that I have my periods… Know that it would hurt me that you never want to talk to me anymore because of that, if you want we can always meet to talk, if you do not want I shall understand. OK so, excuse me. » I had balls. I translate her message “It gets on my nerves that you do not want an official couple, now I found another guy who is then willing I prefer to give up everything with you and try with him because even if it is less good and even if I do not really know him, it is socially better admitted. In two weeks I shall not be with him anymore but well I am going to waste everything because of this FUCKING social pressure.”

Then, I fucked Precious Stone without condom, to let off steam. I abuse I feel dirty. In fact, I had difficulty in being hard, not eaten of the day and lack of excitement. Then she sucked me and there it came but here is to maintain it were needed at least good sensations then I gave in to the appeal of the vaginal abyss. Well, what reassures me it is that she told me « If you have something I kill you. I made the tests and I have not fuck since. Olalala what did I do?!” She felt very guilty and everything. Reassuring. Well, that tempts me to lay off all my sex friends and to start again in 0 with the empty testicles.

Small exchange with Crazy Pauline on FB, after the masks night :
– You kiss who you want no need to make me a report eh sir
– Well I admit . I kissed Lolotte then
– Good
– I guessed she liked me
– You guessed well
– well me too I like her a little but well I thought that she preferred my cousin (we tell to everybody that the Captain is my cousin and we wait that the fiction joins the reality)
– it’s OK you won’t complain ?!
– complaining about what?
– having kissed her
– lol . nope I was kidding . I didn’t kiss her , I lost her in the club . but now I know what I wanted to know

Saturday, 16 : the day before my birthday, I guess that I have just had my present early and it is ironic.

Beautiful Name : Hola how do you perceive the fact that we kissed each other on Thursday?
Moi : blablabla I cloud the issue. And you ?
Beau Prénom : I didn’t regret what happened on Thursday evening but I admit that I do not feel to be in a relationship with someone today for some reasons blablabla. I just look for friends.
Moi : okay I don’t wanna put you under pressure blablabla. I sexualize and tease her and tell her that she if don’t wanna kiss me anymore she just have to tell it.

Roughly : I screwed up, but I do not know how … Nor why. She maybe had the buyer’s remorse : she left happy and in one WE  with her parents she writes me some shit like that. That dreams up too much these small animals: why complicating what is simple ? The life is short even if we live in an overprotected society, we can die whenever or have some big annoy, then when there is a good moment to live, it is necessary to live it. It is in the movies of shit of romanticism that it makes a beautiful story when it is complicated and when we frustrate ourselves. But the life is not a movie MOTHERFUCKER. In brief, because of her state of mind, I believe that it is dead for me …

May the God of the Game be with us !

11th February 2013,

Well. Yesterday, poeple have obliged me to drink… again. I swear you, that becomes a habit, and a bad one. Late, arrival at the Breton’s at about 10:30 pm: we persuaded her that the captain is my cousin and she dared to comment « Ah it is him who took the good genes then ». I was in another world around midnight and I think of having acquired alcoholic’s great powers because I have been teleported in one of my favourite bars by the city center. Good !

Answered present Hafid and the captain. I saw Chacha at a table not far: Chacha it is a girl on whom I broke my teeth in December. I had kissed her and everything, then had warmed her at my place but she preferred to leave meanly rather than having orgasms. A last-minute Resistance that I had seen coming, and that I did not know how to handle… and finally a lose-lose scenario. Big deal.

In brief, I saw again her, and having practically had no contact since this story (except for dates which she had meanly flaked at the last moment) I invited her to come drinking with us. She was with a friend not that cute who is here to make her feel more pretty thus I shall not talk longer about the subject. All this to say that it moved me to see her again like that, so cold and distant after the connection and passion we had. With her small air which seemed to say ” you will never have me, you will even never know if I am a good in bed or a starfish “. I also vaguely remember having seen the Coach of Marseille and having treated a girl of “diary unicorn”. The mysteries of the drink… Well, balek, at around 2 o’clock we abandoned them and we went to the same club as the day before : The captain, no here the night before, really wanted to approach Swedish.

Unfortunately, no Swedish on the menu last night but we tasted two German instead. One to whom I had already spoken yesterday who had a tall friend and cuter friend than her. Well, two blond cuties. In brief, the short girl already liked me the day before but the tall one was not interested in Hafid, then all this played against us. Except that this time, the captain knew how to catch her attention. They spoke a moment then the captain came to me “One thousand scubbles, she doesn’t stop talking about her boyfriend.
– But you want her or not ?
Yeah, she is OK (the captain is strangely very demanding for a guy who did not have sex since August… He probably tries to justify his abstinence by superior aspiration but it is bullshits)» Then I came to his girl and told her “You know french kiss?
– What (said with a very cute accent)?
– You know frenchkiss?
– Yes (said with a very cute accent)” and I pushed her on the Captain. They looked in the eyes a few seconds and kiss kiss. I made the dance of the victory around them!!! Then, I turned mine on in a dark corner. I dunno what I have with the foreigners but I like them. They always make me a lot of effect even if I rarely arrive to something with them!

From this moment, the evening became totally BNS (big nonsense). I swear, I saw not Catholics things :
– I saw Youyou, the fat guy of yesterday, taking two or three rakes by the same girl but always trying again then complaining that it does not work! He wanted that I compromise with him, the coward I meanly gave him up pleading to have to practise a cleaning oral according to the rule book. I have to take care of the relations between France and Germany.
– Hafid cleaned himself the nose and took out two very yucky pieces. I also saw the Captain making faces, imitating Führer in front of the German and everything. He is very funny this guy. A girl had looked at me in the eyes and diverted her trajectory until striking me supposedly casually … “Approach invitation” will you say, except that I laughed. She took it badly. Seriously, I’m fed up of their girls’ manners who do not assume they want to fuck. I don’t see why I would make efforts while they content with being totally passive.
– At the moment, I dunno why, the Breton stuck me to the wall. In fact, she was up against the wall and I back to her and we spoke to each other by turning the head. Except that at the moment I too much turned to tell her I-don’t-know-which-unhealthy-thing in the ear and she kissed me. I saw nothing coming, but I was drunk then I have kissed her back and I ran away by pretending to complain. It was nevertheless not so unpleasant but… quite legendary scene.
– I also explained to my German that we had to drink a tea naked at my home with her friend and the captain but it was not possible. In brief, not grave, they say that they will come to my birthday the 23. Having said that, I hope to fuck mine in the meantime (2 weeks it’s more than enough).
– In the kind funny scene, the Breton proposed her mouth towards Mytho, a buddy of Hafid (he adores making friend-friend with misfits) and she approached like to kiss him but she turned away at the last moment. I laughed. Really needs that I speak about Mytho because I have not did it yet (I just saw him 2 or 3 times in my life)… In fact, his girl is a model in Paris, from a rich family but we have never seen her, and she has not Facebook. His brother is the dealer of Orelsan, and so he knows him personally, but are no photos. Moreover he knows a lot of celebrities (but has no photos), lived a lot of adventures (but no photos), all the girls try to pick him up but he does not want of them, they are not well enough for him (but they do not remember him). And more…
– Then, we went to the smoking corner. We saw there the Breton approaching a guy. I sat on her knees and the captain next to her. And we splendidly screwed her luck: I licked her the arm by going in the neck up to her ear in front of the eyes of the guy, stunned. She said nothing. I then kissed her tits whereas the captain took them in his hands (through her T-shirt all the same). I dunno, the guy did not understand anything, and that amused us. Then we made fun of her and everything. It was funny. Hafid immortalized the scene.

The club closed. A waitress said “si vous auriez l’obligeance de sortir”. Not one not two that the captain answered “aviez”. He approached her and it was funny. She tried to justify herself and everything but no way, you don’t know how to speak, girl. It is moreover certainly why you are 25-year-old waitress. They make me laugh these idiots, people try to pick them up all night long so they feel powerful but seriously… The waitresses and the waiters, it is the same thing, passed certain age that is not glorious.

We also saw guys trying heavily to steal our girls. By leaving I put a hand in the bottom to the Breton and she touched my cock (through my pants).  We went out and she was approached by a ugly blond. English, I believe : “you return with me?” Told with an accent of shit in front of the club. “Yes”. She left with him… I did not believe it. Then, 5mn later realized her mistake and called us for help. We are too nice, we saved her.

I forget certainly things because of alcohol (I several times remember having said “fuck it’s a pity I will not remember it tomorrow”) but well. The main part is here. Kiss.

May the God of the Game be with you.

9th February 2013,

Catastrophic beginning of night : exhausted by body-building + by the time school starts, I fell asleep on my bed and woke up at near 9:30 pm! The Captain and Padawan were already on their way to Aix, whereas I dragged in boxer shorts the empty stomach like a pale ghost who would haunt an old Scottish castle. I quickly cooked some pastas (it was that or I came down to the truck of pizza in underwear), I shaved this beard of 10 days I kept all this week in spite of me (I didn’t took a shower because I did not have time but that doesn’t bothers me and also girls often say that I smell good that has to be the pheromones) and I went down at top speed the staircases of my building (by taking the elevator).

Padawan and the Captain were a little irritated because I made them keep waiting 15 minutes in front of at my home. It doesn’t matter, I acted just like if it wasn’t important and it contaminated their state of mind: we moved on. First bar (rich people), we debriefed the week: the Captain has poked the same girls than me, did not fuck since August and Padawan is in lack of sex too.

Pokes, that works : without joking I poked about fifty girls and I had 16 answers and 5 friends’ requests and a lot of private messages. A real industry. I had even a date this evening, but I had badly looked at her profile and when I spoke about her to the Captain, he told me: « The face OK, but she is fat ». Zebbi, I had badly looked in my haste at poking everybody who moves … So I flaked her ! Balek ! She took for all the girls who pissed off me lately! Otherwise I have one fresh girl in reserve, I have her number, we send hearts and everything, she is really hot : Brown hair, tall, stylish and long hair, thin but with forms and a great first name. I dated her for Valentine’s Day, that promises ! I AM TOO ROMANTIC. Otherwise on Adopt, I have taken two numbers also! A profitable business. I am going to become a true cyber hunter : it is restful but deafening.

The second bar, it is there that I really came on stage. The cyprine-man in all his magnificence finally showed the real face. I approached a lot of sets with lines which I would consider as legendary :
– You have beautiful croup my mare, I would like to be astride you to win at the trifecta.
– I am master in these places, be allowed court and you will have audience in the court of king.
– You are not bad, I want to do things without delicacy to your ass.
The last line does not work, but thanks to both first ones: We were quickly surrounded with about fifteen people, among whom 3 funny girls and two shy persons. I have brilliantly taken their Facebook.

Well, Padawan had to go back home… so they both left as a matter of urgency and I joined Hafid and the Breton as well as their big but nice buddy, Youyou. Direction an Erasmus’s club, they took me by surprise and presented me a fait accompli: 10€ the entrance huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… But open-bar then I was tempted, group dynamics and all this … I wanted shooters but the bar was full, so I had to resort to manners a bit unorthodox to give way to me.

I had to put 10 hands in the bottom to the same English before she turns around by laughing and sticks me a pépito in the mouth. Hafid told me « You can do what you want with her. » She stank of the mouth then I made nothing at all, I pushed her away and ordered a drink. I flirted with the Breton also, I dunno why but I told her «During my birthday, will you agree if I put you some alcohol on the tits and lick them?
– Yes.
– Are you kidding ?
– No, if you want. » Then here we are, we decided that it would be some champagne. Understand, Breton I like her very much as a party buddy… But if it is just for sex why not. Finally here we are, we put ourselves hands in the bottom during the evening and I kissed her tits at a given moment by surprise. She didn’t even looked irritated. But, I had something else to think for the moment: this clubs hurt my eyes. A pool of Erasmus, blondes, brunettes but especially blondes and tall and not ugly.

First of all, I spoke to a very nice Italian with beautiful eyes: Facebookclose. Then, go on the dancefloor, but without dancing, I am not gay… Did you ever see James Bond dancing in a club ? I spotted a group of tall blondes (Swedish) and I told to one of them « I love you.
– You’re nice.
– And you, do you love me ?
– Maybe in 15 minutes. Why me, you would have been able to tell it to 5 girls tonight?
– You are not a bad dancer.
– Thanks, and you ?
– I dance like a God but I prefer that we go have a drink.
– OK », go at the counter, we spoke our faces to 5 cms one of the other one, our noses contacted from time to time, it was sexy. Contact of lips, we returned on the dancefloor, danced together, and kissclose. Then Facebook close. (Or the opposite I remember).

One of her buddies was jealous and wanted to play the cockblock but I left her, he spoke and he didn’t notice it but I was discreetly caressing her back and her butt and everything, that made her laugh and the other idiot got nothing. In brief, we agreed with my Swedish to see again at my home to drink a tea (green tea with lemon) = I am going to do things without delicacy to her ass when she will come visiting me. Hafid has kissed too, a short but cute brunette. He noted my Swedish 7.5/10.

Here we are, then I decided to adopt the opener « je t’aime ». So here we are, the Valentine’s Day approaches and everything, I really want to have sex with the girl who has the beautiful first name. I really like her.

To finish, some nice lines this morning on FB :

WITH ONE OF THE GIRLS OF THE SECOND BAR:
–          Ah all right I thought that you were lesbian. But so much the better
–          Not at all lol
–          Lol I thought of that because you did not look very interested in my number yesterday. I said to myself “she probably do not like men”
–               Not I got nothing, I was tired lol and ill ahaha

This girl is a buddy of a girl with whom I fucked a few years ago. A bisexual (I shall tell you the story). And I think that they did it together, then that, that excites me.

WITH THE GIRL WHO HAS THE BEAUTIFUL FIRST NAME:
–          By the way, you will see it certainly in my text, you woke me up this night at 4 am !!!!!!!!
–          Our first night together. You snored  darling, not well!!!
–          Mddrrrr yeah all right it is beautiful, dreaming!
–           What do not tell me you do not remember!!!!!!! You smoked after love. And you slept against me and you snored. A small angel drooled on my shoulder lol
–          Sorry not I do not remember myself I had probably too much drink…

I sexualize since a moment but well there I admit that I was obnoxious. It was funny.

WITH THE SWEDE :
–          You slept well? Not too much dreamed about me!
–          I slept very well, thank you and you? No, not too much just a little
–          You imagined me naked????????????? I dreamed that we drink a tea at 4 pm
–          Really? I I have dreamed the same thing it’s a pity it will stay just a dream
–          Unless you come to drink a tea at 4 pm (I have some green tea and lemon)
–          Not bad that you remember. But I have forgotten to tell you that my sister will come today to visit me. I shall be occupied
–          OK. Then we do not see each other?
–          Not today. But I can not imagine myself that you leaves me so fast.

Looks like she wants my cock ? Not really, she did not make any counterproposal. In my opinion, she is just a player. May the God of the Game be with you!

PS : By going down le Cour Mirabeau, Captain and Padawan fell on two girls who returned them at their home with them. Padawan screwed one, the not very beautiful one while the Captain ate chips in the lounge. The other one, who was apparently less ugly, tried nevertheless to suck him but nothing to do. He impresses me for someone who didn’t have sex for a while.

4th February 2013,

Well, it’s been a while since I had not posted anything, shame on me… by way of purgatory to repair this slander, I am going to quickly tell you the last two weeks!

Continuation of the story with the 16-year-old girl : would you believe that the two guys I did not know who had come to my aperitif with the Breton told everything to Precious Stone (yeah they knew her : Aix is a little town) and as a consequence she did not want to see me anymore « so… you bang young girls, I don’t want to see you anymore, you’re disgusting »… ? Well, I didn’t try to defend myself, knowing that it was jealousy speaking. I would have been able to claim that not, that she was just a friend and everything but well… I have a chronic lack of tact which made me send « yes she came in my bed so we made love ». Notice how I skillfully am thought of as a victim in this sentence.

Thursday after these events: Padawan, the Captain Haddock (a buddy of Padawan who as looks like the captain in Tintin as two peas in a pod) and Julia (ex of Padawan) were present. We were drunk in a Corsican bar and we imitated their fucking accent, we saw a hobbit, set fire to the hair of a girl then we went to the reopening of this club which I despise cheerfully, but famous for its population, young sexy and full of coke. I have let a hand at the entry again (20€) but I enjoyed my night. I drank in the glass of the ex of Padawan but at the end of the 5th time she got annoyed and I got chewed out then I left towards more green pastures. I fell on Precious stone, accidentally in the club, then I warmed her and she was not necessarily against : she touched my cock, put her hands on my butt and everything. Well, at a given moment she made me hallucinate « do you have a condom ? » I really believed that I was going to fuck her in the club but finally when I took one out of my wallet, she said « forget it ». A whimsical girl if you want my opinion. A guy hallucinated by watching the scene, that made me laugh, it is already that. I saw again Mary too, the girl who had bled on my bed, the one who thought that we were a couple because I had fucked her once but who was disappointed well when I told her my scandalous medical party (I really have to learn how to lie). Since then, she had blocked me on FB and so I wanted to speak to her in face-to-face but she did not let me say anything and avoided me. That’s why it is important to be really clear from the beginning (and that’s what I do), the aim is not hurting women. The thing is that most of the time they don’t WANT to understand. Bah no prob, I was kissing Precious Stone in front of her to piss her off by way of punishment. Then, I got lost in the pit (or dancefloor for the close friends) where a girl fixed me, I fixed her in return but I did not speak to her and she left. What a dick I am : she was cute. In fact, at the moment I am in search of « routines » for when my brain is « OFF » because I would like to approach in automatic mode (my game is based on provocation…it is difficult to be original with 10 grams). In brief, by leaving, I have crossed Precious Stone in the changing room « It cannot be a coincidence !
– ahfkezhgksjdhgskjh (she was even more drunk than me)
– Kill yourself nasty starved pedophile (her roommate and best friend threw herself on me, bawling as a fishmonger and gave me fingers so, well, I did it back to her, it was funny). » After, I proposed fucking to Precious Stone but a black intervened « you’ve missed your luck, she is coming back with me ». He was a little aggressive and she did not react then, ben, I showed myself vulgar, I gave them a finger to all « MOTHERFUCKAAAAAAAAA » and I returned alone… With the head up but the testicles full.

On Friday, she sent me a text: Precious Stone wanted to fuck, that was urgent, the situation of the day before had excessively turned her on. Then, on the evening, ben, I took her up against her front door. It was very exciting except that at a given moment the condom left and I put her some unprotected back-and-forth before noticing it. I hope that it will not be sufficient for having caught a shit (answer in 3 months). With that said, it was all the same cool so then we fucked again on her bed and on her cooker. She reassured me when I knew that she had not even let the black of the day before kiss her : what a big shit this guy, another hopeful jerk who understands nothing to the Indicators of Interest nor to women in general. In the same style, one of the guys of the aperitif also tried to fuck her, he took out his cock when he walked her back home and told her “Precious Stone I want you now.” Fail. Last thing which made me happy, I fucked in the bed of her bitchy roomate.

Saturday : I saw Marie, my darling spoils love. We made brownies and while they cooked… I fucked her doggy-style on the table of the kitchen. She asked me if I had screwed without condom some other girls meanwhile by swearing on the Bible that she either had not made a bullshit but I lied because I wanted her so much. In fact I did not really lie, well, only the two back-and-forth in Precious Stone bothered me. For my defense, she sucks very good Marie, I am addicted. Then, we have a privileged relation based of the fact that she is the only one whom I take unprotected (I know that she is clean). I don’t wanna lose her.

Still on Saturday : we made the event Facebook for our bithday with Arnaud and Hafid then we went out at Place Richelme at night. Except that these two traitors left me at the time of 1:30 am then, ben, I went alone to the nightclub. It was cool anyway : I approached a set of two. Then, I have met and fucked again Marine the girl with the blue eyes of November… bam, same problem of condom but this time in position missionary. It is just baffling!!!!! Should I change mark or verify the size?

Well, the next week : search for internship and everything, I measured the city from top to bottom during 48 hours, I looked at the Nouvelle Star and I settled in a restaurant, Wednesday noon. I ordered a croque-monsieur then I left in search of the government-regulated Holy Grail. BIP BIP : In the afternoon I received a surprise message on Adopte « do you often come to XXX ? » it was the confectioner/waitress/maid who had recognized me. Then, ben, I invited her at my place this WE, for the Candlemas. This story of internship which I do not find perturbs me … Especially because if I have  still nothing on April 18th I am going to lose one year and shall not be awarded a diploma before December 2014… Then a shot in a baker would allow me to release a little of pressure. I guess, if she contacts me like that it’s because she likes me.

On Friday, small aperitif at Hafid’s place : this girl, Mélissa was there, a kind  of psycho if you want my opinion : at about 00 am, she had already removed the shirt of Arnaud, Hafid and mine. We were not necessarily against then here we were, we were passive. But seriously, she frightened me a little in fact, I not at all wanted to screw her. Finally I want to say, at the moment I have three quality Regular Fuck Friends (Marie, Marine and Precious Stone) then I am not going to force myself even if I have to recognize that she has beautiful eyes and that she is not the worst girl on the planet. I was so much not motivated that I guess that I had a nap on Hafid’s sofa…  We did not go out and at the end of the night when I woke up, we were JUST THE THREE OF US : her, Hafid and me. It almost turned into threesome especially that at a moment : I went to the bathroom and she joined me there and began to masturbate me in my jeans (I didn’t ask for anything). Hafid came to see what was going on and we acted casual (then I had not too much desire) then I said that I was going to leave. She said « me too » and convinced me that she was going to suck me in the staircase in the black in the corridor of Hafid. Well, I let her do but I felt that something was wrong. I felt a presence. I heard frictions against the wall, I was persuaded that we were not alone. Then I asked her to stop and everything then I switched on the light and we actually saw the neighbor of Hafid, a 35-year-old old man without hair who smoked his fag casually sat on the staircase ! Well, I was so to speak put down, the voyeurism it is check. Outside, hopeful Mélissa tried a « you come to my place ? » I said « no » And I returned without turning around. I was not in a mood. The air disgusted, she released a « farewell». It is true what, making me suck it is a thing but if the girl wants that I lick her and everything, it is another debate. On the other hand, I am well afraid of being corruptible by means of the blowjob.

On Saturday, the Candlemas : pancakes party with The Confectioner and the dreamteam (Hafid, his Breton neighbor, Arnaud) and captain Hadock and Padawan who didn’t stay long. The Captain Haddock is the buddy of Padawan that I like very much, he is very funny and he looks like my cousin I do not see any more a lot that then it builds links. In brief, during the meal, I sent a text to The Confectioner, and I gave her a discreet DATE in the black room (aka my bathroom but I did not changed the bulb for a long time) to do naughty things. Once inside, I asked her to show me her tits, just with the mobile which enlightened the room… It was sexy but she kept a certain distance thus I did not kisskiss her. Then here we are, since then, we send messages. I’m not saying she is a pure hottie (even if she is cute) then she looks like an adiot when she laugh but she is tall (around 5ft9) and looks like she is good in bed. Thus it is in negotiations…

At about 00:30 am, go to the pub and the clubs. In the pub, I have met Alex. Flash-Back : Alex was the hottie of my prom when I was in the UNIVERSITY INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY and additionally a good friend. She had a boyfriend and was faithful during the TWO-YEAR TECHNICAL DEGREE except during a short period when she and her guy (who also became my buddy) paused for I don’t know which dark reason. In brief, I made many neg with Alex, because she always was flatting me (and because it was the only technique I knew), and I believe that more I pushed her away and did not show my interest (while the other guys of the class showed openly that they had only a desire : destroying her pussy)… More I rejected her, pushed her away  and pushed her to the limits and more she was attracted. Finally, she made two-three things which consolidate me in this theory. She said all the time that she found me handsome (I am always fascinated to notice that I often am liked by the girls I really like and that I am almost never liked by those I don’t like), she made rise my quotation with the other girls by laughing to all my jokes and everything and then she stuck to me, let drag the hands on my legs, gave me the hand by walking in town, and one day at noon in a corridor she told me « Kiss me » another casual crazy thing to her certainly but I dashed wanted to take her there like that. Except that well, had my buddy and an another friend were two meters there farther and they would have probably found that strange then I said « no ». I was such an AFC. My friends hallucinated by seeing that I the plump young I put a rake to the hot girl of the class. Nevertheless, this rake which I put will haunt me forever. Finally she slept with a skinny guy I didn’t like. She had regrets. For my consciousness I repeat that the situation was not ideal nor anything finally I look for excuses but in the day of today I still regret my lack of testicles of when I was 18 years old. I find comfort by telling to myself that even the  handsome waiter and the DJ of the most prestigious club of the region gave up to her: I am probably the only one in the world who have put her a rake. Anecdote : physically and mentally, she reminds me of the girl of Toulon… but in brunette. Sometimes I wish I had the skills I have today. I am not maybe very romantic but I am sentimental.

Return in the current events : I kissed a red-head, and took her Facebook in the first club. I saw again Marine in the second and we kissed each other in front of the Breton, just to piss her off a little. Well, the Breton is not a girl who I try to pick up, because it is cool to have a girl in a group of buddies, that doesn’t bothers her to go speaking to girls to bring them to us… But well for a one night stand that would not bother me to put my head between her big tits.

All this to say that the situation becomes complicated … I have three sex friends what makes that even if I fuck them only once a week each: that leaves me fewer time and desire (motivation) to go hunting and that risks to feel the effects in my papers. Maybe that I should make a choice, and drop one or two (but keep Marie my love of course). Especially because I started again intensive sending of « pokes », and it seems good : I talk with 2/3 this week which do not look like against the idea to meet me to kiss me. Pokes are cool, you send a lot, 98% girls ignore you or offend you and 2% blow you. The game it is statistical, friends.

News of the girl from Toulon also, the one who is 16: she will come to my birthday apparently. Needs to say that I recently put her back the ideas to their place : « You know, I am probably not the only one, but a girl adrift, I find that terribly delicious. Kind of girl whom you want to take care of her and put back on the rails to make her the ideal woman…
– I am a fantasy.. I dunno if I have to laugh at it or to cry for it. »

To finish, I dunno what you think about this fashion of « Spotted ». In any case, I feast on it, I left bloody comments on the page « Spotted : Campus d’Aix ». Here is a memorable exchange :
– A girl called Léa : yeah spottez moi fuck ! Mouahah
– Me : I can poke you and take you doggystyle if you want, it’s the best I can do for you
– A girl called Alison : Less romantic
– Me : I can’t see what that has of more romantic saying that we want to doggystyle a girl but that we have not the testicles for approaching her IRL… Spotted encourages the small carpet beaters not going out of their comfort zone. Then they jerk off while writing a completely stupid text of two pages which would give even the runs to a poet. All this, hoping that their “soul mate” connects, recognizes herself, reads it, and have some respect for such a gay.

The cyberwomanizer tells you: Kiss kiss. May the God of the Game be with you !

19th January 2013,

Get ready, I will tell you a story about defilement of a minor, incest, and almost threesome.

Let’s begin from the start… I still post bullshits on my blog and I have some groupies… one in particular, we will call her the-girl-from-Toulon, who asked for my phone number something like two weeks ago. Because she looked hot and sexy, well, I gave it to her. I learnt she was from Toulon : it’s not near but it’s not very far of my city (at the beginning I don’t know why but I thought she was living in Metz so a bit of nooky became instantly possible). Well, we flirted by text message, have I to say that it’s not really « hard » to find me at this game… (?) and I recently sent her the speed seduction. Well, I admit, I did not get much involved, I transferred the same messages than I used to fuck the-girl-with-the-name-of-precious-stone (cf. previous story).

It was understood that she comes visiting me on Friday evening and that she sleeps at my place EXCEPT THAT on Thursday evening, the day before, she sent to me « You are going to kill me but finally I will come and see you on Saturday morning I am going to sleep with my boyfriend » I informed her that I was not a sucker nor anything and that she could get lost but I remained extremely polished for once… then I dashed wanted to sleep so I stopped answering. I dared all the same to add « I hope that you took the good decision ».  Her boyfriend is a guy from Aix too apparently, but she says that she has several guys at the same time and that she doesn’t care.

Well. Yesterday evening, we were drinking at my place with Arnaud, Hafid, the Breton neighbor of Hafid, and two buddies of her… When I suddenly received this text « I made the wrong choice.
– I know.
– I want to die right now. Do you think that if I run away it will be OK ?
– Hell yeah you just have to join me.
– But how can I, please ? I have no means of transport.
– You do how you want, Aix it is not that big and I live in the city center. » I have been a bit « hard » with her by text message then I thought and I phoned : she explained that her guy had broke up with her because she did not want to fuck. OK. Never mind, Padawan was coming to my bachelor apartment then he made a detour by car to take her (I will buy you a drink for that brother it is promised). They arrived while I was already drunk but it was a good thing, it helped me taking the shock when she announced with dismay being 16 years old… I thought she was 19 when I invited her MOTHERFUCKA (need to better read the FB profiles).

We then decided to go out in town. We have drunk heavily again FUCK ME I had said that I stopped. The naughty girl always managed to tax the drink of the one or the other one… Padawan and I began an operation of merger with the pitchoune. She touched our butts. At a given moment, she was speaking a little too much to a guy then we suggested her thinking if she wanted to sleep in the street this evening or not and that calmed her… We were in two different clubs, it is in the second that I lost her one moment then I found her speaking with another guy… a blond … I came and I introduced myself as her older brother.

In brief, we drank on his account and she danced with him. Later we have lied to his congeners with Padawan by saying that we all three were from the same family and everything and they believed us « Ah but yeah you have the same shape of face and the same nose … On the other hand your sister doesn’t really look like you.
– Yeah but it is our stepsister (this is why we can fuck her). » After a while, she returned and I asked her why she was dancing with him, if she liked him and everything « No but it is so that he offers drinks to us. I never pay anything in clubs. » Beautiful mentality ! Then I suggested her kissing in the back of the guy while he danced and while he would not see us. She answered « no ». I went away then she came towards me, I informed her « I am a bad loser ». She said « Oh no we can do what you want but not here need a more quite place » so I took her hand and… kiss. Afterward, she was so drunk that she kissed the blond in question then came back to me « ah fuck he is ugly and kisses like a mammoth, he put me some slaver everywhere ». Listening her, it was squalid, then explain to me why she gave him her phone number ?  In brief, you suspect it, we left and he immediately sent her a typical loser’s message « Hello its jérémy of the club. How are u ? » Of course, she never answered.

Direction my place with Padawan and the teenager from Toulon. We were high… especially her… me I felt better, so we talked to everybody in the street, I remember a black, a kind of dealer who wanted to discuss with me of the respect for the woman « It is necessary to respect the woman.
– nope.
– But, your mom, you respect her?
– nope.
– But all the same without the women, we would do nothing.
– You know, the male chauvinism and the pornography it is guys’ inventions. They just invented the polonium. » I believe that he did not know what it is then he shut up and left.

At my place, we ate chips all three together, we excited her and we were ready to propose a threesome, but the girl went to bed before… in my bed. With Padawan, we a little spoke and everything then he told me « go and take care of her before she fall asleep ». He is really a buddy. No sooner said than done, I put myself in underwear and I came into the bed with her. A little earlier, she had made us hard by telling us that she loves to be submitted so I stuck to her I touched her tits, she was hard, I caressed her stomach but she resisted « I want to sleep.
– me too. » Because she presented me her back, I kissed it then I came down and I licked her during a moment. When she approached the orgasm I told her « say that you want me » she answered « yes I want to feel you and everything » but she did not want that I put a condom then I insisted (new resolutions of 2013). So we fucked. Frankly, she had an attractive face, a blonde with blue eyes as if they had been retouched on Photoshop, a thin body as we find there only very rarely on the girls of our age, tall, really thin and everything (I learnt moreover afterward that she was anorexic during 2 years). She told me that she had not slept for 3 weeks because she did not want but I had tempted her because I « lick pussies like a girl, and it is a compliment » (yeah she is also bisexual, I dunno if I specified but I am almost hard only thinking again about it).

She wanted to sleep against me and we did it again this morning. She pleased me when she told me « ah looks like you do body-building in fact ». Besides, she told me that she had 53 lovers in 2012 (not my business)… She told me that 90 % of the guys are bad in bed and she congratulated me « it is obvious that you have experiment, you are a good you know » (well if she wants to send me her friends no problem). I was very surprised when she told me that her father stopped talking to her because she fucked a lot of unknown strangers this summer, he told her that she was a « slut » so she lives with her mother and everything I don’t remember the details because I was totally fucked up. Also, she sucks guys in her high school because they ask her firmly, it is totally crazy… (I don’t know if it is a good idea to believe everything she says). The new generation is thus totally crazy… and entirely shaved. Another exciting thing, she really wanted to clean my apartment before leaving … I walked her to the bus and she gave me a kiss on the cheek. So cute. She has just left and I am still excited, fortunately, at noon I eat with Marie my open relation, I am going to ask her to suck me because the teenager did not do it, naughty girl !!!!!

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

17th January 2013,

Hello dear friends ! I will tell you a story about ass, as usual… but, this time, also about pancakes and speed seduction (yes, I’m innovating).

First of all, what is speed-seduction ? The man who invented this method is called Ross Jeffries. It is based on Neuro-linguistic Programming and hypnosis. The NLP is a set of models and of techniques of personal development coming from the United States which are intended to improve the communication between individuals and to improve personally. Well, it is the official speech. The reality is that they are techniques of manipulation intended to influence the emotional state of people. Unfortunately, there is not a lot of translations in French so I have to do with few. I thus translated myself the first ebook of Ross (on my blog : Comment mener au lit les femmes que vous désirez). Very instructive.

I approached this chick on Adopte in December and then we had stopped talking because she did not connect any more then I had sent my number point-blank… in the nerve! She had answered simply by her number (look for the error). Since then, we sent more or less hot texts but nothing crazy, we also spoke about pointless things (Gossip Girl, our parties, etc.) By the way, last Saturday, she was my plan B : I asked her to come too to the club where I had planned to meet the girl of the ice cubes (if you do not remember, read my previous texts) just to be sure to have a fresh plan and to make profitable the 20€ of admission. Hey yeah, I am not a dead man of hunger, my sexual satisfaction depends on no girl in particular. None of the two having come, but this one didn’t lie to me, I thus decided to cross a speed with this-chick-who-has-a-name-of-precious-stone (we will call her Precious Stone) and to next the other bipolar.

I turned her on by describing her what I would like to do through the three communication channels : what she would feel (kisses, caresses, penetrations, etc.), what she would hear (breath, words, etc.) and what she would see (my body, etc.) I thus described what I would do for her then made her tell me what she would like to do to me. I read that making them write naughty things is a good way to sleep with them.

I give some explanation: If I manage to make her say that she wants to kiss my stomach, then to go down taking my sex between her lips: SHE is going to imagine herself doing it while she writes it and it will become an obvious fact for HER that it is necessary to do it for good. Additional argument, a girl with whom we have already made love virtually will only very rarely make a last minute resistance.

Excited by so much lyric, it has been one week since she begs me to fuck her. I was not able to take care of her case before because my aunt died, then my parents left to Lyon for the funeral and I guarded their house. As a result, I made her wait (I didn’t want to go to Aix just to bang a girl). In brief, yesterday, I believed that she was flinching because she had to come to my place… but, at the last moment, she asked me to come picking her up at 10pm. Good point for her on the other hand: she kissed me when she saw me, without hesitation. We went to my place and we made love after she took some Fervex. She announced that she was sick so I also took one Fervex, in prevention. What an hypochondriac ! I hope that I have not the flu now due to exchanging physical fluids. I don’t want to be immobilized all the WE because I have, so to speak, some projects.

We fucked 3 times, she had 3 orgasms but the last time I didn’t finish : I was so tired. Then, she watched a movie and I fell asleep (she said I snored). In the morning we did it again, and she shouted my name « Oh mon Dieu, oh oui Fabrice » it turned me on but still not finished !!!!! Later, we cooked pancakes, I ate a lot and we did it again-again… This time, I finished (and fuck, it was soooo good, would need to be frustrated more often)! For the anecdote: I saw that she had received a text of her friends « go and enjoy his dick , lucky girl ». After knocks, she got dressed and left (it scared her that I open the window of my bedroom to aerate).

This girl, is one of those little princess from Aix who goes to the law faculty,  who drink a lot of alcohol and take coke every week-end in the VIP room of a club I cheerfully despise even if we cannot deny that there are a lot of cute hotties. Her best friends are hot too (at least in the pictures I saw : I can intend to go to parties with her and to make my buddies taste her friends). I feel a pleasant connection with her, although she does not suck on the knees, and so I hope to see her again !

Description of the precious stone: A beautiful 18 or 19-year-old girl, tall, brown hair, styled, with a naughty face («I worship the women with heads of dogs as the Egyptians » as says a contemporary poet) and her lips are made to welcome my penis. She is almost 5ft10, even taller than Marie I guess but motherfucka : it is so good taking doggystyle a pretty girl full of herself like her.

It ain’t over yet ! I received then a text of an Asian girl I kissed in September in a park (reread my adventures if you have difficulty in following). My blog had shocked her because she did not want to be, I quote « the number 150 before 2013 »… She exaggerated of course, but we had not meet again. Except that, all the same, a libertine of my tempering : it turned her on… Then she came and I told her that I did the pancakes for her. I can tell you that I scored points!!!!! We visited my cuddly monkey on my bed (its name is Arnaud like my buddy who offered it to me) and we kissed, then we undressed a little but she did not want to do anything more then I fell asleep against her… until now, more or less.

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

13th January 2013,

Continuation of the story with the girl of the ice cubes.

She turned me on by text messages all day yesterday then asked me to choose how she will dress for me tonight : red dress or blue electric dress ? The average guys would have said red (color of the desire) then I chose blue to be a pain in the ass. She made an appointment with me in a club at 2 am.

OK, I know that you should not organize the nights according to a girl but well… like an idiot, I contacted Arnaud, Hafid and Padawan and we went to the club in question… That has cost us 20€ but because we rarely go there, that changed us. Except that I did not see her. I texted her, called her… no answer. 2am, no one. 3am, still no one. “It is probably a swindle otherwise she would have called to apologize”. With Padawan and Hafid, we searched everywhere in the club and we went as far as getting incognito into the VIP area. Not there.

Well, I didn’t want to approach a lot of girls in case she would arrive (for not losing an easy shot) so I have rather been the perfect wingman. With that said, it was a good night : I pissed off a guy who looked shy, I laughed like rarely, and there was even a girl whom I would have been able to kiss easy peasy I am sure because I approached her then I went back speaking with my buddies and she ceaselessly came back talking to me. I told her to kiss her friend (a cute girl), she answered “ok if you kiss your buddy before”… we cheated with the technique of the thumb between the lips but THEY they kissed for good. Cool, we won. Padawan has even taken the number of a girl ! We have just made a big step forward !

I then met the nice buddy of the girl of the ice cubes, the guy a little bit fat with the head of teddy bear, who had offered drinks to us the day before (Cf the previous narrative). It turns out that he works in this club. OK, so, with such a social status :
– she used me to try to make him jealous and to bang him ;
– or then they had read my blog and wanted to make fun of me because they take me for a poor virgin who tries to compensate by writing about seduction.

He nevertheless told me that she was there, in a blue dress, that he had seen her and that she would never have left without saying goodbye to him. I read “I know that you’re lying” and “Psychology of the liar” but I had really too much drunk then it was hard to analyze. Pissing around and plot or big misunderstanding? I tilted for the first option but hope makes you live as said my mom.

This morning, I noticed with dismay that the girl had deleted me of her FB. Who knows what happened in her little cute disturbed mind… She published on her wall “I heard you are a player. nice to meet you, Im the coach” with a picture (bottle of champagne & ice cubes) : it is probably for my attention. What did she try to prove? Wasn’t it a little bit useless ?

Do you think that her challenge was to see if she would be able to make me run up in the club ? But, once again, I don’t see the interest to do that… I go there from time to time and I had planned to go out anyway thus that did not bother me… then, especially, it is very normal for a sexual guy wanting to screw a fuckable girl who turns him on like that. If I had not tried, it would have meant “I am gay”. Conclusion : there are really a lot of people who have nothing to do in their lives ! Finally here we are, she is probably not a panther at my height, rather a little pussy.

Well, motherfucka, I will not take the abject step of contacting again a young tease who maybe did just flinch and cave in completely. I will treat it with hatred. I deleted her number in order to do not be tempted to contact her during an evening of weakness. Especially that we shall re-meet certainly in parties.

So, I spent a nice night all the same but I would have preferred doing her things without delicacy in doggy style position at around 5 am o’clock. We would have had orgasms both of us, win-win scenario. Well, like I often say, it’s her loss more than mine and then it will all the same make a good story to tell on my blog.

The morality is: when a chick comes from nowhere and tries to pick you up while you have no social status, nor the face of Johnny Depp, nor the body of Brad Pitt nor the size of Josh Hartnett nor the money of Clooney… There is most of the time a trap. Be careful. But nevertheless I do not want of all this: the true PUA fucks girls with only his cock and his knife.

May the God of the Game be with us !

12th January 2013,

Hello ! Hope you’re fine ! Rested and relaxed after a few days in a mountain, I am back for a new season of scandalous pick up in Aix. Welcome in 2013.

Yesterday evening, it was an awesome night : I ate a burger in town with Marie (my open relationship), I fucked her of course and… when she left, I opened Facebook.

I chatted there with a girl almost as scandalous as me, who added me as a friend a few days before. Slight drawback, she is so full of herself that is not really credible : she claims she is “top of the range ” and that she deserves “only the best in her bed”. I founded it highly overrated that she dares to game me like that. She said “someone told me about you, you make me laugh a lot, so I’m half in your bed, your job is doing the rest”. I found it so beautiful that I almost blubbered. She also told me that she was at the moment in the bar in front of my house and put me in the challenge to come.

I just thought it was fate : I had a date with my Padawan (a friend from high school who has almost always been in a relationship but who broke up during the Christmas Holiday so he decided to learn the Game) so we went to this bas, in order to do not lose face. We had a few drinks, we looked for the scamp in question and when we had localized the target… Here is the exchange of messages :

23:34 MOI : Come to toilet
23:35 ELLE : Did you recognized me?
23:37 MOI : It is very easy to remove your bra with this dress (she had a naked back)
23:37 ELLE : Lolll I can’t see you
23:39 MOI : I ‘m making obscene signs just now !
23:40 ELLE : I do not see you

There, our looks crossed and I raised my glass like to say “cheers”. I drank heavily a Get-Perrier. Then we went out to get some fresh air with Padawan.

23:42 MOI : I will come to see you later, now, we are smoking a joint
23:43 ELLE : Give me some
23:45 MOI : Behhh, get out or come to the toilets
23:45 ELLE : Meet you outside
23:47 MOI : Are you afraid that I rape you ? Well, we go to the counter
23:47 ELLE : Come outside I’m smocking with a friend

We a little spoke with her buddy and she then we drank to their expenses at their table but someone spilled half-bottle of rosé on us. She said “look, me too I have some on my jean” and she took my hand to put it on her thigh. Red alert ! Well, after, we touched each other (she kissed me on the cheek to try to turn me on but I remained stoical like James Bond) then she went dancing on a chair like a delicious biatch and her buddy took advantage of it to whisper me “she doesn’t kiss at the first date!
– me neither”. Then I went to find her and I whispered to her “I don’t kiss at the first date!” she laught “me neither” (we are on the same wavelength).

I went to sit down again then she tried to turn on her buddy by rubbing herself to him. I began to put my jacket, she then ran up and asked me “are you jealous of my buddy, do you leave?
– No I was cold.” Then she sat down again next to me, began playing with ice cubes then put me three in the mouth before coming to take them with her tongue. Well, we kissed and everything then I suddenly received a text message. Because I had not put the number in my phone, I sent an elegant man “who are you ?
– Mélanie and you ? (another one who added me on FB at the beginning of the week)
– Barney Stinson.” We agreed to meet near the city hall to go in a club together.

Because I am one of these rare guys who can do two things at the same time, I danced at the same time with the girl of ice cubes. At a moment: she took my right hand, put it on her butt and told me “It is my trump card, my buttocks. (she probably likes doggy style)
– Would need that I see them without the jeans to confirm.” She violently pushed me on the seat and danced with one of my legs between her legs… She wriggled, came up and came down… Which means that, OK, she probably moves well in the bed too.

I missed the time of the appointment with Mélanie because of her, as a consequence I received “you are scandalous” by text message. Well, it motivated me to move. In any case, the player with the attractive legs wanted to leave in order to sleep and her buddy (nice head but become a little bit fat due to drinking) too. She gave me a kiss on the corner of the lips and I commented “what is this ?”On my way for the city center I received her address, it excited me but well… It seemed to me slightly too beautiful to be true and I had another plan, thus… A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush as said my mom.

01:08 ELLE : 7 Lou**** street
03:37 MOI : Sorry, I was in a club, I just received now (I lied to stay on course)

Padawan returned home and I went in another bar with Mélanie this time (beautiful green eyes but less hot than the girl of the ice cubes) : we met Hafid and Arnaud there. The girl tied my hands to the stripper pole with her scarf so I bawled “set me free anyone, help” but no one cared. Selfish men’s World ! She then joined me on the podium and I said, in a provocative way, “when do you wanna make love ?
– when you want.” I kissed her and she stayed stunned… she probably didn’t think that I would dare in these conditions. Well,  I also talked with a guy who carried a blond wig but this bastard licked my cheek by surprise. True story.

We finally went in a club, I really wanted to have a pee. Then, I opened my shirt as well as my pants and I kissed Mélanie again : I danced with my butt against her, discreetly fiddling her pussy. I looked like an idiot but it was original and discreet. After, we went to my place, we drank a tea to purify ourselves and we fucked.

She told me she sometimes attends to big orgies so I had to be good in bed so she wants to invite me. Well, now, I will see if I can have sex with the ice cubes’ cutie (I lied to her, I told her that it is my birthday today and she says that she wanna give me a gift tonight). Useless tease or true hedonist ? Time will tell, I have nothing to lose.

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

30th December 2012,

2012: it’s almost over… And this is probably my last post before the New Year’s doggystyle. Stopping alcohol, drugs and STDs were my resolutions of 2012. I almost succeeded, I am proud of myself and I really want to continue this way. Moreover, I found a nice girl (things come to those who wait)… I know we should not cry victory too soon with these things, but I feel good. Now I’m gonna tell you what happened this week because this is why I am officially here, to write this shit.

Wednesday, got lazy so I canceled a date « fuck-ensured » with a girl I like since more than one month. I really like this girl, we have a special connection. She had sent me « I have my period but if you want to see me even if we can’t have sex I ‘m in town this afternoon » and I was asleep so I forgot to answer. Butterfly effect : she insulted me through text messages then I called her to explain that she woke me up during my nap and everything but that it was a misunderstanding and that of course I wanted to see her. Date at 5pm, I finally rescheduled it at 6pm and then at 7:45pm…. because, damn, theses fucking Christmas decorations require a lot of time when you do not have the eyes in front of the holes. So we went to the movies, I paid so she forgive me and she chose the film. I didn’t remember she was THAT cute , otherwise I would have moved my ass more quickly .

She is the girl of Medicine (but not the one of the party) , tall, blonde , rich, hot , green eyes, Freemason and funny : the one who sucked my dick because I spilled a sugar pancake on my pants. She chose to watch « Popular » with the friend Duris, I like this actor so I smiled while leaving. I then proposed to make pancakes because I wanted to eat and while the dough rested : we had fun in the kitchen (on the hotplate it is hot, in an oven it is boiling )… I told her I really wanted her despite her flowing red river, so she kindly offered me to sodomize her. Not my thing ! During the second round, she chatted to me that this was only the beginning of her periods so we could finally do it (like what, when we want, we can ) . Indeed, the condom had just a slight pinkish tinge. Then we ate to regain strength and we did it again. I love this girl because in doggy style, she touches her clit alone, she had two orgasms Wednesday night and two others the next day. Because, yeah, I wanted her to stay the night … and I do not propose it to everyone ! Far from it ! At bedtime , she noticed the trail of blood left by Mary last time, so I chatted it was jam because I often eat on my bed  (no I didn’t change the sheets since – being more careful will be one of my resolutions for 2013).

I have offered to sleep with me because she is awesome. Let me explain: since she had sucked me, we had maintained telephone contact only because of her exams. But I often thought of her . Out of sight, out of heart, it’s true… Except that when I review her, everything came back to me in memory and we could go further. We deepened our relationship if I can say it this way. It was full of naughty stuff pretty funny : she coated my body whipped and fully licked me, I did the same (should always return the favor). We played with handcuffs, she was funny too. When I go into her mouth, her blowjobs are especially magical when she sucks on her knees, and when I lick her, it tastes good (rare) : she is very open and not afraid of anything. One of those rare precious stones that I do not want to lose… A female me ! So, we opted for a special relationship : I ‘m the only one and she is the only one with whom we do it without condom . This is not just sex , far from it , she is really THE girl I am with in an « open relationship» . What else ?

The next day we got up at 3pm and we made ​​love. Then we watched « Looper » that I had downloaded. I was hard for Emily Blunt then I fucked Marie (this is the law of the nearest pussy). One slight note of caution, while we watched the movie, she sent text messages to a Mister « Thibaut M » … I preferred to pretend seeing nothing rather than showing me uncomfortable or jealous. After all, he tries to pick up her while I sleep with her (this is the law of the nearest dick).

Thursday night , exhausted by too much sodomy, I suggested to the Coach met during the medical party to come in Aix. At the bar , we talked to quite drunk chicks and he made ​​me happy by practicing the « cash game » (Fabrice’s touch), that is to say, he told her « your lips are pretty » she said « you have to test » and they kissed. Then she left to join her « Belgian lover » , I quote. Then we went in the small clubs which are free but nothing to do there. I danced twice with girls except that after 5 minutes , they disappeared . I understood nothing , I probably didn’t smell good because I ate a shawarma before coming. Anyway, I dunno , I told to myself that it is like that sometimes, there is good evenings and nights without luck… Fortunately, on my way back , I found € 10 on the ground and I received a message from Marie of medicine : she wanted to spend a week with me… « challenge accepted ! » So , on Monday 31 , well I leave for a week with her ​​in the house of her parents in a small village which I forgot the name but where there’s snow.

Otherwise, I didn’t tell yet but the day of the end of the world : an ex (I’ll tell her story another day) came to collect her belongings but forgot her machine to smooth hair, I made an « instant date » with a girl who looked at me at the bus station and I went out solo in a festive before where I met some friends that I didn’t see for a long time. Some had taken MDMA, they understood nothing so I made ​​them sing « gnagnam style »  in Korean . One of them kissed me as soon as he saw me, I did not understand what happened , I was on my ass so I shouted « kissclose » raising arms . It was a kiss of friendship between addicts but… The only time I kissed a guy before it was to convince girls to do a foursome. Briefly, after an aperitif , still out in small clubs of the center of Aix, between mustaches, too much people there , so it fed me up. I tried the approach « do you want to have sex before the end of the world? » I’m not saying that I could not have fucked because I opened several groups and noticed one or two opportunities, but no, I dunno why , a lack of « mojo » probably and I was thinking of Marie ! To be honest , right now it’s not a party everyday in my pants, I reckon I’ve given a lot of energy this year and I gotta recharge my batteries. In addition , I have no more fresh plans, and you know, I love new pussies…  Last but not least, I saw a friend I had not seen for more than one year : he told me that he had become bisexual and he fucks a lot thanks to a libertine dating website. To meditate.

Yesterday, Saturday, I contacted the girl of the « instant date », maybe interested, maybe not, I can’t tell, it’s not crazy … Well, out with Arnaud and Hafid, I approached a girl in the crapper of a club but later in the club there was nothing to do. For example, I approached a chick and she cooled me cash « is it not better to dance with a guy ?
– Nope, me, I like animals » (she does not know is that I’m a beast in bed). Now, when a chick rejects me, I don’t care because I have this little voice in my head telling me « you do not know what you’re missing my dear little pussy, too bad for you. » Then I think to one of the amazing hotties I fucked, eg the Audrey Hepburn lookalike. It is for these small victories that I practice the game.

In short, one more bad evening, with only my left hand to escort me… It is the third one in few time then I’m questioning in my head. I’m gonna stop going out for a time, I guess. Come on, it was the night sexual frustration. Good night kids. Kiss and see you next year (I know you’ll miss me).

May the God of the Game be with you!

16th December 2012,

Last night we went out with Arnaud and Hafid (the dream team which make girls lose their virginities) : it was quite fun.

Weird thing : the day before, Arnaud had a date with a chick he met on Adopte, he kissed her and everything but when he showed me her profile: we understood that I also talked to her and that we planned to meet the following day. So instead of intelligently propose her a threesome, he sent her a ridiculous text message, something like « hi honey, I’m with  the Chabal’s cousin » (I don’t tell it to everyone but I told it to her because she is a fan of rugby). Arnaud is an idiot sometimes… he didn’t realize that he wasn’t the only guy she was flirting with online. He put her uncomfortable, well, I lost a chick but it doesn’t matter. I’m happy that Arnaud has fun (I just hope that his needy behavior will not make him lose her).

Back in the small clubs of Aix with Arnaud and Hafid. Big contrast with the big medical party, but well, we decided to get there early to enjoy the rush of chicks which occurs at around 1:30/2 am ! It was a good plan : we were approached by two girls , one who excited me a lot with her glasses. She said « you were at the bar -where-fucking -people-spilled-shooters-on-me, right ? » But they were not very funny so we moved on another set, 3 girls… the grass to graze seemed greener. Hafid and I cooked a lengedary sandwich with a miss-big-tits as ham (I didn’t see her face , I was behind her and in front of him ), but he put his thumb in the air like saying  « well ». Then I danced with another girl of the group « We know each other, right ?
– Do you think that we already kissed ?
– Yes. » Flash . « Ahhhh yes : last winter. You are Charlotte (I surprised myself, fucking memory – definitely there are many Charlotte in France) .
– Yes, did you pass your exams ?
– No.
5 minutes later (she was drunk) …
– By the way, did you pass your exams ?
– No.
5 minutes later (well, I want to know what drug she takes, looks amazing) …
– Anyway, are you gratuated ?
– Yes. » It made ​​me happy to see her so I sent her a short and naughty text message after the night but she did not answer.

Later, I wanted to move to the next club which receive the rush at 3pm (later there) but an horrible thing happened. Huge stress. My jacket that I put in a dark corner (I like dark corners) had disappeared (with my glasses, gloves, scarf and everything). I asked everyone to finally understand that a fucking idiot brought it back to the cloakroom. I got a terrible fright! Seriously, take care of YOUR life, people. After this bad news, I was so relieved that I felt full of energy : I approached 4 or 5 groups and made good jokes, a girl has played hide and seek with me, it was funny but I lost it in the club because I was high and I forgot what she looked like in the meantime. Arnaud suddenly disappeared.

At 4am, Hafid wanted to go back home but I wanted to save the honor so I told him that we would persevere. I spotted the last group of chicks available on the dancefloor, the tallest had just been approached by a lambda dude and danced with, so her friend was alone « it is not cool,  dancing alone. » She instantly made ​​me the dance of the ass on cock and I became hard… don’t ask me why but I probably was still turned on by the nurses I saw Wednesday night. I then kissed her neck and she turned, facing me. Kiss. Shortly after, she left and I didn’t think about taking her FB : she was such a bad kisser… well, I mean it is subjective, but we had no synchrony.

Morality :
– Taking a cloakroom at 1 € 50 is better than risking  to lose €300 of clothes and an anxiety attack;
– Persevering until the last second to successfully pickup girls, even when you’re not in a good night and you missed easy opportunities.

In any case, it was really a good night, we had a lot of fun. Anyway, I think I have the backlash of my year of pickup. Soft shot if you want to know (well, not everywhere when you know what to do)… But yeah, I slept with more than 2 girls per month on average so now I rest on my laurels like Julius Caesar and I even doggystyled my Cleopatra. Btw, if she reads me one day, I want her to come to my place or I go to her place and without a word I will do everything she wants. I want to be her toy boy delivered in 20 minutes. I want to be her knight who will make her succeed in her quest (she looks for pleasure)… What?! It is better than a party with a vibrator and your best friend, right? Well, I leave, the space-cake I have just swallowed is driving me crazy.

May the God of the Game be with you.