So I didn't want to have to post this but Johnny has been on my ass all week.  Last Friday I was out with SecretKeeper, JohnnyC69 and Inbred.  It was a weird night bc Secret is only 20 so we can't really go to the better venues.  All day long I was texting this ho I met online.  Johnny is all about pof so he has been getting me to mess around with online game.  So this girl is sending me pictures of her snatch and tits and whatknot and of course I'm showing the boys.  But we are out for a night of cold approach and she has a date.  As we are heading out I text her that if her date doesn't close the deal to let me know and I'll come over to smash her.

At midnight I get the call.

At 2am we are heading to the car and we get cat-called by two girls in a car.  Inbred runs over to talk to them.  The girl in the passenger seat is smoking hot.  The girl driving is a troll.  SInce Inbred stepped up, me and Secret head off to our car.  We see Johnny and Inbred get in the car with these two girls and I'm like Secret we need to get the F outa here or those two idiots will blow the deal.  Needless to say they have the girls drive them to Secret's car.  It's like 100% on between inbred and the smoking hot Princess.  Needless to say when we are all in the car I am giving him endless shit.  I mean wtf?  I am yelling at him and calling him a pussy.  A 10 stops her car and asks him to smash her and he can't do it. 

So then he calls her bc we made him feel so damn bad.  I just keep shouting the whole time to make him feel bad.  He can't really hear what she's saying but he tries to get her to meet up with him again.  I was like dude you blew that one!  So we are really torturing him as Secret is driving me to this online ho's house.  It's in the middle of goddam nowhere.  A good 45mins to an hour from my place.  I'm like what the crap?

But hey whatever.

Finally we get the to girl's place and I'm like Secret do not fucking drive off until I walk into the house.  Needless to say those fuckers start driving off as soon as I'm out of the car.  So I get to the front door and this chick opens it.  And my first thought it "RUN!"  But I know that if I try to get the guys to take me home they will just ditch me.  Inbred would totally do that just to get me back for the shit I was giving him for getting out of that girl's car.

So I just close my eyes kiss the girl once and say "Where do you want me to fuck you?"

I throw her into her bedroom and just shove her face on my cock and try not to look at her.  I was like I need this bitch to drive me home so I have to get through this.  So after I make her gag a bunch I just start hate fucking her.  She gets on all fours and I just push her face into the bed.  I keep grinding her face into the mattress and I'm shouting "Don't look at me!  Don't you fucking look at me!"

I mean I did NOT want to puke.

So I start slapping her ass as I can.  But it's not enough.  So I just start punching her in the ass.  I am going back and forth between grinding her face into the sheets and punching her ass.  I make her lie on the bed upside and throatfuck her and tea bag her and maker her toss my salad.  You know the stuff to make a girl feel really special.  I keep trying to think of more depraved things to do to her.  All I want to do is dehumanize her.

The ONLY reason I didn't try to get a blumpkin was bc I didn't need to shit.

So finally I finish down her throat and she is like gagging but loving it.  It's weird.  I literally haven't seen her face since she opened the door and I'm trying to keep it that way.

So I go to pee and grab my phone.  I'm texting Johnny and telling him how much I hate him and online game now and need some steel wool to shower with.  And I come out and tell her that my house mate is locked out and she needs to drive me home right away.  She is like I don't have enough gas to drive that far.

So I have to put $10 in her damn tank AND she makes me pump.  WTF is that about?  I would have put in $5 but we might have run out of gas on the way to my house, or GOD FORBID, in my parking lot. 

So the whole car ride back I'm texting Johnny and making him promise not to tell Secret and Inbred.  But that bastard is texting everyone he knows.  I'm shocked that he didn't post about it on every forum on earth.  She keeps telling me more and more lame things about herself.  Driving at night is hard on her eyes.  Her date was boring.  Dead end job.  Small house.  Tough being a single mom. 

She has 3 cats and a dog and her house was filthy dudes.

She was so gross I literally had one of the worst allergy attacks of my life in her car.  I am like turning red and crying my eyes out and she offers to stop to get an allergy pill.  I'm like fuck that.  Pharmacies have bright ass lights.  I don't wanna see her in that fucking glare.  She just keeps on saying things to make me hate her more and more and more.  Traffic confuses her.  It's hard to see the lanes at night.  Where should she turn.  Dude it's one freeway all the way to my house.

So finally she gets to my house and I don't say a word.  I just jump out and run into my house with the 6pack that Johnny made me pick up at the gas station.  That bastard found a silver lining.  I take a long shower.  I felt like Ace Ventura when he realizes that he kissed dude and just showers and cries all huddled up.

I was painted into a corner and I had to fuck my way out of it.  So I got my ride home.

Oh and Inbred started texting that girl the next day and on Sunday took her on a lunch date WITH HER AUNT.  WTF?  When he walks up she goes "Oh, I thought you would be the guy in the tie."  I WAS THE GUY IN THE TIE ONE FRIDAY!!!!  So if I had just run when she yelled to me from her car.  I would have had a 10 instead of a zero.  Ok I need to go get some more tequila to wash away my shame.

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A few weeks ago I was covering for another teacher at this uni I have been teaching at. I did a 1on1 4 hour English lesson with this super rich Kazakhstani dude. We were chilling. Basically unlike most douche bag English teachers I can talk to rich people about normal things like badass high end clubs and beautiful women. So we connected and I almost got him to buy a table at Jalouse through my homey. I gave him my connections number there and thought I would never see the dude again

last week I got asked to cover all 3 days with the dude. Of course! It was badass. He realized that the uni is crap and that an mba from there won't actually help him, so all week we just chilled. He took me out to lunch all three days, gave me a carton of parliament ciggies, invited me to visit his homeland to hunt wolves and asked me to come to a high end brothel with him.

This last one really freaked me out at first. I was like isn't this a moral decision? I guess only if people find out. I gave him a tentative yes, but then I texted like 5 of my friends. They all offered to go in my place. So then I talked to my house mate. I figured if anyone would talk me out of it, it would be him. He was like go for it. It seems like a badass experience.

So we meet and jump in a taxi right at 7. we saw from the website that this is when all the girls start their shifts. He originally wanted to go right after out lesson at 2, but then there would only have been 2 girls there. A big part of me was nervous about him paying etc. but I just put that to the back of my mind and did something I normally would never do.

We get there and have to pay this creepy dude 20 pounds each to go inside. There is a locker room, steam room, showers and a sauna. Hence the fact that the sign calls it a sauna. We have to go into the locker room and change into towels. It's obvious we have never been there before as we keep getting lost. Then we don't know if we keep our boxers under our towels.

Finally I am like fuck it let's do this and I just skin up. He does the same. We go into the lounge. By lounge I mean room with 18 pros staring at us. We are nervous as shit. I don't know why he is bc he has been to dozens of these before. So he tells the girls that I have low self confidence. It's kinda funny. I gauge the reactions of the girls to see which ones I'm afraid of. Haha

it takes us about 10 minutes to choose the ones we like. Basically only a few of the girls were actually cute in my opinion. I got this blond girl who looked Russian. She was really stunning but actually Spanish. His girl was Brazilian. This meant they could talk shop in Spanish. Fair enough.

We go up to the vip room and man it was one small vip room. We could never be more than 10 feet apart. He of course pays for everything up front, including an hour with the girls. The total cost from walking us both in to partying for an hour was 690 pounds. He just paid cash. I think he was really intent on impressing me. I think there is something cool about taking your English teacher to a hor house. I certainly wasn't complaining.

It took a few minutes to get going, but then it was on. She just threw a condom on me and started blowing. I'm sitting in a chair next to my boss getting the same action. It was so cool. After all of my previous group sex experiences, close proximity to another dude fucking doesn't affect me. They moved to the bed while I got a badass bj. It actually wasn't the best of my life, the mouse was still better. Maybe I should tell her?

This girl was definitely the hottest girl I've ever played with. She had beautiful natural breasts and just everything was smooth and nice. After a bit we joined the other two on the bed and started fucking. We did a good set of positions. My boss finished after about 20 minutes. I was like dude? We are on the clock!

I smashed my girl for a good 30 minutes and then gave her a 5 minute break. The other girl was like dude wtf are you doing you're going to break her! And my boss was like fuck! My girl was like I can handle it ok! Aahahah. The best part was a bigass mirror right in front of the bed so I could see myself smashing this girl. I could really see how much better shape I am in. I still got 5 more kg to go, but that is another blog post. Hehe.

After a little break we got back too it. Soon she was covered in my sweat and body hair. I shed like a damn golden retriever. Oh well. She did make me do about 90% of the work and every time I slowed down she was like come on baby you're not tired are you??? she got on top once per session for like 2 minutes. I mean I know she probably had 10 more dudes to go that night, but seriously.

At one point she did say something telling. She said that it's really hard for girls in her profession to ever find guys. They just have no ability to trust men anymore. I think this has a lot to do with my boss being married with 3 kids and not so much about me. But I think it's reasonable. With what I have seen of women in the last 2 years a lot of my beliefs have been shattered.

So I slammed this girl for the full 60 minutes. She kept saying how bad she wanted me to come. I wonder if she gets in trouble if I dont. I almost got that impression. So finally I came at the last possible moment. It was awesome. She was like wtf? That's not very much milk for so much work! I was like I'm not a cow! She loved it and laughed and repeated it.

I think that was the one moment where she actually thought something was funny. Like the real her happened, but only for like 5 seconds. I am not stupid enough to think that we had a real connection. I have read about a lot of guys paying pros and then trying to game them. The only way to make a girl on the game like you more is to pay her more money.

Overall my experience was awesome. I felt so relaxed. It was really nice to have sex without a load of bullshit. If I was rich I would definitely have a new vice. I mean amazing sex with a beautiful woman and she doesn't give you shit afterward. After all the shit I have been dealing with lately with other girls in my life, it was just so refreshing.

I felt so relaxed afterward and I ran some supertight sets as well. Both sets are still texting me and I have a date with one tonight. I never thought I would pay for it, but this year I had been considering it. Just as an experience, so when it came my way I did it.

I just spent a weekend with my man October, and with how much fun that was I realized I fucking love real girls and pros aren't a replacement.

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So I texted her again a day later here and there and I set up a date for monday night after a short 1on1 with a student.  We met at 9 and had a single drink in a bar.  We chilled and it was nice.  Unfortunately, I finally run into the Italian girl I saw a few weeks ago when I’m with this girl.  The Italian girl is so beautiful and I can see the jealousy in her eyes.  I don’t know if that set is dead, but I am trying to avoid gaming one girl while on a date with another.  I mean a guy has to have SOME limits don’t he?

So after an hour we just start walking.  She can tell where we are going.  I am like we are just gonna chill a little at my place.  We get straight into bed and I put her into another one of my shirts.  Unfortunately, the hilarious game shirt from Starlight that I had her wear on Friday was still in the wash.  So she was wearing a shirt that I actually like and wear a lot.  We just snuggle a lot and I keep trying to escalate.  It was like the battle of Stalingrad.  A war of attrition.

It took hours to break down her defences.  She has the most arbitrary set of rules I have even encountered.  She won’t let me get under her shirt or jeans all night.  After about 6 hours I get her hot enough that she lets me party in boob town.  Usually with a girl once I’m there is it on like Donkey Kong.  But not with her.  We are making out so hot and heavy.  I decide to drop a CaliPimp move and put my finger in her mouth.  She destroys it.  I am like I gotta get my dick involved in this action.  But she is having none of it.  She won’t touch my cock at all.  Not even with her hand.

She will let me rub her crotch over her jeans, but only if we are dry humping.  If I am lying next to hear I am not allowed to touch it.  It is so strange to try and decode this girl.  I mean she has her legs wrapped around me and it is sex with a little denim in between us.  By the end I am totally naked, even though she still has her jeans on.  We dry hump like crazy and eventually I kneel over her and blow my load on her belly, but most of it gets into her belt buckle.  I wasn’t really focusing.  I probably could have come on her face, but that’s really not a big fetish for me.

Finally, I crash out and she leaves in the morning.  This time I am awake when she leaves.

I found out in the middle of the night that she has a boyfriend back home.  The source of all her resistance.  She asks how I would feel if I found out she has a boyfriend in her village and I told her I wouldn’t care.  I really don’t.  I don’t have time to be jealous or whatever.  And I certainly don’t think less of her.  Of course she wants to hook up with me.  I’m awesome sauce.

We have been on another date since, but she is staying with a host family so can’t sleep over a lot.  Mystel really likes her.  She loves his magic and she thinks she is hot and cool.  He actually warned me not to break her heart.  She sent me a text last night to let me know how special she feels with me.  Tonight is our last date before she leaves the country.  Will let you know….

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Part 1

I meet up with the lesbian I went out with last fall in Leicester Square.  She has 2 girls with her.  One is a sexy blond she is trying to bang and the other is that girl's friend.  A freckly, young brunette.  They are all gay, so I just chill and don't think about game etc.  We hit up a mixed gay club and find a little spot to toss down a few drinks.  I chat to the blond some and talk about being  dating coach.  She is a writer and will hopefully take me to an opera.  We go for a dance and we start grinding like crazy.  Mostly to torture my friend.

She tells me that she only became gay for her current girlfriend and that the relationship has reached a plateau.  She is wondering what to do next.  I smell opportunity.  We joke about my friend's crush etc.  I say she would freak out if we kiss, the grinding is already bothering her.  She says let's do it and we start frenching.  Now I have two Xs who went gay right after me.  So I feel I am owed some compensation.  Fair enough right?  So we are making out and her hand is on my ass.  It's funny because everything feels a little off, even her dancing.  So I ask if she's the dom in the relationship.  I'm totally right and it explains why she kisses like a man.  She keeps leading.

When we kiss my friend rushes up and breaks us apart and yells at the girl for having a girlfriend.  It's hilarious because we all know my friend wants to bang this blond!  Everyone disappears and I end up alone with the blond for a while.  We are just chilling.  Then we go outside and find them all and I have to go back to my date with the German Girl.

Part 2

After the debacle of the German Girl going home from work early, I head back to the lesbian/gay club.  It takes about 15 minutes.  I would say I was gone for 30-40 minutes.  I can't find any of the girls I know.  I am texting my friend and the cute blond and no love!  I am standing on the middle of the dance floor and wondering where they all are.  I am trying to control my frame and not feel uncomfortable.  It's more that none of my mates are there than it being a gay club.  I mean the first club I ever went to was a gay club on my 18th birthday.  Another lovely tale from my memoirs.

So I am waiting for a text back or something.  I mean it sucks that my date fell apart and now this!  So then I go outside after what feels like a thousand years, but was just 3 songs or something.  I run into two other girls from earlier that I didn't talk to that much.  We start chatting and they are hugging me and screaming.  It's all good.  They drag me inside and buy me 2 shots.  These girls don't play.  They musta bought me like 10 shots last nite!

Things get fuzzy from here.  So I'm not sure about the order of events anymore.

I am standing outside alone while the Freckly girl is all over some other girl I don't know.  This freckly blond comes and asks for a light.  Within 5 minutes she is LOVING me.  She starts asking me about the scene in LA.  I tell her I'm not gay and she tells me that I pull of gay man very well.  I think it's a compliment.  My friend rolls up right then from taking the hot blond to the bus stop and is visibly impressed by me skillz. The girl is telling my mate how she loves me and I'm super amazing.

Some dude tells me I look like wolverine.  Another tells me I look like a guy from Big Brother.  They are both trying to bang me.  I smile and play coy.

I am dancing with a couple girls and a twink, when on of the bartenders starts making out with the freckly girl.  I look away and when I look back he is fingerblasting her.  Impressive.

I am standing at the bar while the two girls are buying me even more shots and the hottest black girl I've ever seen rolls up in between us and starts talking to me.  I'm trying to play it cool.  Ten seconds later she is making out with some other hot chick.  This bar is rocking a lot of hot girl on girl action.  Hopefully, I will see this girl again next time…..

When the night ends I offer to have the girls come to mine for guitar hero and some smoke.  They all decline except for freckly girl, who then asks if she can stay at mine.  We share a cab with another girl who is going a little farther.  We come back to mine, smoke a little and bang for a few hours.  Even some morning bang.  While she was asleep I hit the toilet and was looking for her panties.  I mean we were banging right under the ones I nicked the other week.  She was wearing tights so I guess no panties.  Sigh.

In the morning we bang more and she is like the quietest girl ever.  It's so strange.  I'm like did you come babe?  She says no, so I know what I gotta do.  I bring spider man into bed with us and I make her squirt.  There is a big stain on my bed right now bitches!  I am so glad I took that sex skills class.

Then we are on the couch smoking some and I try to get her to blow me.  I mean what could be cooler than that.  She's like 'I don't know you that well…"  Girls have the strangest arbitrary rules.   I walk her to the bus stop and say I'll see her at the lesbian bar next week.  She asks me not to tell her friends we banged.  She doesn't want to be judged.

So when my friend texted this morning I told her nothing happened.  Also she told me this morning she's not gay. Fair enough.  I think I might be the cure for lesbianism.

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I meet up with my new homie Gsand and his buddy Friday night.  I thought  I would have a student with me, but he can't make it, so it's just the three of us.  They are members of a secret society that gets us in free.  So we cut the whole cue and meet up with Egypt inside.  He is with a ton of cute girls, but I can't really get on the same page with them.  The lovely club is filled with beautiful girls, so it's not a problem.  It is a drunken haze, so like many of my stories I will present a collection of events.

Some russian girl with a giant camera is next to me in line and we start chatting.  I can instantly tell she thinks she is really pretty.  Unfortunately for her this is not the case.  She is ok, but I would never date her.  Although I think gsand would, hehe.  We are just having a normal chat, when these two dudes behind her start tapping her on the shoulder to get a picture taken.  I can see her visibly freeze up.  She clearly hates them.  The guys tap her like 5 times even after she looks at them and turns away.  They annoy her so much that she freezes to me to.  Nice.

I like the bartender dude's hair and I ask him what he uses to keep it up so high.  He disappears and comes back with the actual tin to show me.  We chat for a bit and shake hands etc.  All these rich dudes around me were so shocked.  I was like do you bitches know who I am!?!  So the dude hooked up the drinks for me and didn't make me wait.  He was a cool dude and if I go to that joint again, I will only order from him.

I walk up to gsand talking to some ugly chinese girl again.  He keeps talking to her.  But isn't sure why.  The photographer girl comes up and his mate takes her camera and takes some photos.  I am pretty shocked that she lets him.  I chat to her for quite a bit and get the number.  We make plans to go out saturday night, but she was working too late.  We texted a bit on sunday too, but haven't linked up yet.

We left the bar to avoid the chinese girl, possobly overkill, and hit up amika.  We got in there free too.  We walk in an several amazing things happen.  Number one, there is a midget.  And not just any midget.  This guy is BAD-ASS.  He is dressed exactly like Mr T.  Red t-shirt, overalls, american flag bandana and of course the gold chains.  He is dancing with these two girls, who I immediately say aren't cute enough for me.  (Translation we took them home.)

I met some really famous footballer who plays for England.  I had no idea til he walked away and gsand told me.  I just thought it was some normal dude.  He forgot and I had to remind him the next day that he is the one who told me.  For some reason I really thought this was cool.  It's the first famous person I've been excited to meet.  Well after the fact at least.

Gsand's friend was hooking up with one Turkish girl, so I grabbed the other one to play around.  I took her to the dance floor and decided she wasn't that pretty so I really pushed it.  I was fingerblasting her within minutes.  I really push-pulled her.  More to see what I could get away with than anything.  She was really into me.  We kissed a bunch.  I kept taking her back to be by her friend, so her friend would get affected by her horniness.

I met a bunch of random dudes in the smoking section.  As usual, I was too drunk to remember.  But it seems like it was a happy time.

We leave the club and lose Gsand.  I later found out he banged some random black chick he met as he was leaving the club.  Good-looking bastard.

We get to the dudes apt.  Which he shares with like 50 people and I take my girl into the lounge.  We are banging before the door closes all the way.  I am way too drunk.  I have my first experience of whiskey dick and I start really freaking out.  I realize after a while that it's not my dick that's broken.  It's her wicked dry vagina.  I assume it's broken, you may assume that I'm too ugly to get her wet.  Either way it takes ages to shove my badboy in there.  I finally do and we bang for a little while.  Probably my worst perfomance in a year.  Hehe.

She tries to take up the whole couch and in the morning when I try to play more she keeps putting me off.  So I steal her panties.  I'm not proud of that.  Ok I actually am.  They  were hilarious.  And now they are tacked to my posterboard in my room.  How dare she deny me morning-sex.

I later realize that I left my used condom under the coffee table.  I asked the dude about his house mates and he said he figured I wouldn't care if they walked in.  Fuck me, he's right!

So on the walk to the train station, I discover she doesn't know my name either.  Phew.  We didn't even pretend to swap phone numbers.  She had great tits, but how could I possibly see a girl who doesn't like morning sex AND has a dry vagina again?  At least I finally got my turkish flag.

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Either way here is my newest adventure.  I write it here and post it on no public forums.  It is about keeping a record of my journey and rememebering what I have learned along the path.  I do not write this seeking accolades or condemnation.  And I won’t post any pictures because I respect the girls privacy.  (actually yet again my efforts at sex pics were rebuffed!!!)

Allow me to begin my tale.

There is a dusky girl from Cyprus on my course at uni.  She has black hair and dark golden skin.  She is very pretty and mysterious.  I confidently got her number in class last week and tried to get her to leave with me in the middle of a lesson for a drink.  My plan was to make her miss her train back to Brighton, whoops!  Alas she already had plans with some other girl and so I reverted to text game.  I should look through my texts to see exactly what I did, but I mostly ran my normal game via text.  I was confident and I escalated, then I would pull back.  I have learned that getting too sexual with a girl over text, that you haven’t slept with, leads to trouble.  It will usually make her pull away.

Anyways I esclate texts telling her I wish she was over as I would cook her dinner.  I say that she doens’t need to go to the gym her body is already sexy.  Things along this line. Eventually I realize it’s on.  She tells me to come over on wednesday as she has no work on thursday morning.  This is a clear signal!

I get on a train wed and have a crap journey as someone has died on the tracks.  So all trains are hours late etc.  I finally see her at the train station and I grab her hand and start leading her.  I don’t even know where we are going but I am on a super alpha kick.  Trying to find the leadership wall.  Around the corner I throw her against a wall and shove my tongue in her mouth.  We start walking and she tells me that she’s not allowed to have guests in her house or even to drink there.  She lives with a gay religious couple.  And her gay cousin and his bf.  It sounds like the house that hates heteros and fun.  So she has taken the liberty of renting a room in a little hotel.  Five minutes later I’m inside of her. I don’t ask.  I just lead.  Assume.  Take.

We spend the night in heated passion.  We finally stop around twelve hours later when her legs, vagina and neck are all too sore to continue.  Along the way I learned a few things so I will continue my sordid tale.  She was texting me all day and sent me one text asking me to define love.  I refused and said it’s got nothing to do with us.  She replied by saying it’s two birds in a cage.  This almost freaked me out enough to get me off my train.  I mean I do not want a girl to cage me.  What a horrible metaphor.  After our first session in bed, she started a sentence by saying “if we break up…”  I had to throw her off me.

The old me would have fallen into the prison of her frame.  Of course two weeks later I would resent her so much for trapping me that I would dump her.  I used to promise anything to a girl in bed.  Then I would hate her for “tricking” me by asking then.  So I restated my position that Sheriff taught me.  I date multiple girls until I develop more feelings for one.  I don’t think true love can develop in a vacuum.  Etc.  She accepted my position.  I was very clear.  I know exaclty why I can’t have her as my gf as well.  She smokes and she is too chubby for me.  But Sheriff would love this girl.  She is just at the chubby end of skinny and soft skin.  And her face is insane.  Esp in the half light…

So we went to dinner.  Thai.  It was so good.  Reminded me of my Thai lover of a few years ago.  On the way back I tell her that I think I will take the train back.  I don’t want to spend the night in her arms.  I know I will wake up in the middle of the night trapped in a hotel room with nothing to do.  And that’s what happened.  But really I tell her I think she will develop love feelings for me.  Sleeping in the same bed = great rapport.  Hey I know I’m doing EXACTLY what the Mouse did to me a few weeks ago.  So yes I am learning.

She promises that she won’t fall in love and will accept my relationship frame.  She kept dropping little jokes tho along the way.  So I had to keep breaking rapport.  However, I think this will increase her feelings for me.  I should have done like 5.0 does and pushed her off me right after sex to separate her post-coital love chemical feelings from me as much as possible.  Oh well.  I tried some new sex stuff.  Yet again no pictures or anal, but I did try.  She said just one finger hurt.  Damn!  I was hyper dominant and spent the whole night moving her head and pulling her hair.  I used to think this kinda stuff was dispespectful.  But at one point she told me she loved it.  So keep pushing the envelope.  It turns out that the world isn’t flat after all.

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I hung out with different friends throughout the night and I also spent some time wandering around a lot.  There were some really strange things and some magnificent things.  I don’t have to strength to describe it all.  But I really learned a lot and I recommend it for expanding your horizons.  There were a few puas there that I mostly avoided.  I said hi to all my friends and stuff, but I was again pretty introspective.  I didn’t talk with my mask on all night and around 5am or something this small girl came up to me.  She kept talking to me and trying to guess what country I was from.  She looked over 30 and had a tight little body in her latex dress.

I just grabbed her and told her that I was going to fuck her.  Then I dragged her to the couple’s room where we waited in line for 30 minutes or something before we entered the unltimate chamber of debauchery.  I saw some really intense things. Some of the hottest girls in my life were in there getting fucked right in front of me.  I had wanted to try out some sub stuff, but all the girls in the club seemed like subs to me.  So I just took the bull by the horns and threw the girls mouth on my dick and fucked her like crazy.  I shoved it in her ass for a while ( i think…i was pretty fucked by this point).  I was mostly looking at the room to see all the other crazy shit happening.  After we finished I chipped off and never saw her again.  I never learned her name.

It was a really cool and crazy experience.  When I finally got home on my own and freezing in my outfit I discovered that my hands and boxers were covered in blood.  That wasn’t on my list of goals but it seems to have happened to every other guy I know, so I guess life is moving forward.  I am definately gonna explore more fetish parties in the future.  I like the openess there and the good vibe.

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So we met outside a train station for our masquerade party and she was already wearing the cutest cat mask.  I was smart enough to have my mask on when I met her.  She wore hers on the train for the hour it took her to get to me and she told me a bunch of guys including a cop meowed at her.  She was wearing the cutest ballerina skirt and top.  She immediately mentions finding the stop for her night bus home.  I just ignore it even tho it’s a hiccup.

I kissed her immediately and and took her and and we went to a cool bar my man Yad took me too once ages ago.  It’s got a funky motif and two stages for bands.  It was on the way to the club for our masked party.  We grab a couple of drinks and I actually let her pay for her first one.  We each have two and are wasted.  She thinks I’m faking and asks if I was drunk at the beginning of this date too.  We are just having fun and talking about high school days etc.  I guess it’s funny because she was ten when I graduated.  She did let it slip out that she is turned on by fight stories.  Lucky her I was in a ton when I was an idiot.

We slip outa the bar and head off the the dance club for our masquerade party.  We are both tipsy and we’ve been making out all night.  We are like the first two people into the club.  We dance on two different dance floors on our own and down a pair of shots of vodka each. We are dancing really sexy and all these dudes and the bar staff are watching us.  No one else is wearing masks.  It’s just a bunch of losers.  I hate people who don’t wear costumes to costume parties.  But I digress.

I am wasted so I buy a pack of smokes and I have one outside.  She has her first smoke of a cigarette ever.  I have to talk her through the whole process.  I’m such a bad influence.  We make out some more all over the club and she bites me a few times.  She goes into a ton of detail about her specific vampire fantasy.  It’s so intense and awesome that I can’t even write it here.

By midnight she is wasted and tired and just wants to go home.  She’s not a club girl at all.  But we had so much fun.  As we are leaving there are finally people coming into the club.  I realize I don’t care about them.  I just wanna spend time with the mouse.  I jump us into a taxi and don’t even listen to her protestations about a night bus.  I’m like it’s 3 buses home for either of us or a ten minute taxi.

The guy takes ages and she falls asleep in my arms.  We get to my apartment and I take a page out of Sheriff’s book.  I just hand her a big t-shirt and tell her to change for sleep time.  She says she can’t stay and I just tell her to shut up and not be silly.  And I go to the bathroom so she can get changed.  Man what a genius move.  Now instead of having to deal with tights and a costume etc, she is just wearing a t-shirt and panties.

We make out and talk for 20ish minutes and she tries to logic out of sex even though we both really want it.  She talks about how after we have sex she might get scared and run away tomorrow. I just tell her I’m living in the moment etc.  I really don’t remember the discussion.  I just really focus on making her feel safe and secure.  I even get to bust out my new scented tea lights, which smell hella strong. and my new condoms.

She is amazing.  Pure sexual beauty and energy.  She is as amazing naked as she is in her clothes.  We have mind-blowing sex.  I use more of the stuff Sebastian taught me and she squirts like a champ.  I was really nervous that I wouldn’t fit but it was perfect.  I wasn’t too big for her.  I was just at her limit.  She was fantastic.  She was screaming and moaning and shouting my name.  I felt electric.  We had sex for 4 hours and every moment was perfect.

It was really my best performance ever.  She bites the crap outa me and it’s so intense.  We do all these different positions and we share a favorite and she just somes so many times it’s insane.  After a while I take off the condom so she can go down on me for a while and I don’t know what she did, but it was the best head ever.  I almost had a seizure and I had to make her stop.  Bad-ass.  She asks to see my note from the std clinic with my clean bill of health.  She has just been as well so she jumps on me bareback after saying she’s on the pill.

I haven’t done that in ages.  But hell if two people have both been checked out and she’s on the pill.  Why not?  So we bang for ages more and she squirts again.  Along the way we talk about everything and she told me she wants to try anal some day.  I am not in the zone for pushing that tonight, but it’s filed away….  Finally she is just too sore from me for any more and she tells me that she won’t be able to sit all day.  So finally I allow myself to come and it’s my hardest orgasm in years.  I black out almost instantly.  I wake up fifteen minutes later to her phone ringing with a text from her housemate, who is becoming my bane.

She can’t sleep so she gets dressed and has me take her to the bus stop.  It’s a shame but it was a really amazing experience overall and I’ll call her later or something.  She was so loud.  It was awesome.  A whole week of pent up emotions and playing it cool.  She even told me that we could have had sex after our first date, but then I probably never would have seen her again so she’s glad we waited.  Even now I’m not sure how this will play out.  I did let her know that I was too tired for my A game in bed, so that next time I would do better.  She told me that my A game might kill her then.

These are the first actual pics of me I’ve ever posted on my blog.  The injuries I sustained while bedding a little vampyre.

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I was chilling with them inside the club and she tells the girl form my class that I remind her of the movie Hitch.  My classmate starts laughing and tells her that I’m like hitch and I’m an instructor.  I just roll through and don’t talk about it anymore.  I certainly don’t tell them that our crew is filled with instructors and former students.

Inside the club I isolated her and tried to kiss her, but she told me she was conservative.  I spent the night bouncing around with the other guys and getting super drunk at our table.  I started chilling with this really cute girl Mystel brought out and I dragged her to the dance floor.  She was being cute and I went direct on her by saying that all the guys were staring at us because she was so sexy.  To be fair one old creepy guy was staring.

Needless to say while I’m all close to her the Koreans walk by and then chip off. I think to myself, well there goes that set.  Guess I’m in this one for the duration.  We bounce all over the club and I take her outside for a smoke.  I was trying to build up the kino but she was being really slow.  It wasn’t a no, so I heard not yet.  Eventually, I lose her in the crowd as I go looking for the rest of my crew.  I brought out a bunch of x-students and wanted to see if they were rocking out.  They are all cool dudes, so it was pretty safe.

I run into the Koreans and isolate mine right away.  I leave the girl from my class talking to Mystel or one of my other wings, I can’t remember.  I just spin the girl and kiss her.  I used my alpha kiss and it was on the money.  Then we go back to see the other girl and she is wasted.  Big Time.  So they go to the bathroom and are talking in Korean.

I spin around and start working the Finnish girl that Mystel brought again.  We are dancing and it’s all really sexy.  Becksters girl is there messing around too and just making me look cooler than I am.  I am all up on this girl and then the Danish girl I’ve been texting for two weeks sees me.  I didn’t recognize her at first.  Two weeks is like eternity for me you know….

So girls keep seeing me with other girls.  I absolutely don’t care as I’m just drunk as hell and flowing from girl to girl.  Then the girl from my class shows up without her friend.  I can’t really understand where her friend went.  I thought she said home.  I’m like well…damn.  So I drag my classmate towards the bar and I start trying to kiss her.  She saw me kiss her friend ten minuts earlier.  She asks why I want to kiss her.  So I tell her I want to kiss her because I think she’s pretty.  So then we kiss some.

We go and find the friend and I make my 3some intentions very clear.  The friend is up for it.  Big Time.  It takes ages to get our coats and by then some other jazz happens and I lose my nerve on that point.  I let the classmate go home alone, as I’ve already fooled around and regretted it with another girl in my class.  So I take the friend back to my house and try out all the stuff Sebastian taught me.

I came on her face.  Put 3 fingers in her ass to prep her for anal.  I came on her face.  I dominated her like crazy.  I had her toss my salad.  I made her squirt.  I tried out a couple of other hand moves he taught.  They were all money.  I took some sex pictures.  She even blew me on my back porch while I smoked a cigarette.  And in the morning when we woke up she tried to resist, but I made her go down on me again.

Here’s the story.

Direct = powerful.  Dominance is awesome.  Social proof and tight inner game are money.  If you let your confidence slip you can lose the threesome.  I decided a 100% chance of sex was better than a good chance of a 3some.  Next time I will choose the other way.

PS It was Magic Man’s leaving do.  There was a bunch of other stuff that happened but I do wanna say that he is money in the bank.  It is a damn shame this guy is leaving town because his game is tight.  Plus he is an awesome dude.  Gotta throw him into my lay report fo sho.

PPS I gotta thank Vercetti too.  I was on one of his challenges starting thursday.  5 more days to go.

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I met Starlight’s business partner and we went for a stroll through the club.  I blew open a few sets as I was in super mood to make up for the other thing.  I somehow number-closed a German girl in like 5 minutes.  I found her number in my phone today and she’s already texted back once.  Who knew?  My game has drastically shifted into a combination of Shane, Soul and Sebastian Drake.  3S game. HEhe.  I was pretty drunk as I had two glasses of wine and a vodka/redbull that the dude bought me.  Gross, but I totally drank it.  I can’t handle lots of caffiene or alcohol so that’s all it took.

I bounced around talking to my boys and stuff and Switch wasn’t feeling the club at all, so we went outside for a smoke and just chilled.  I got to see his style up close and personal.  It’s tight as a drum.  The guy is operating on an amazing level.  He really just doens’t care.  And that makes it so powerful.  So we just start opening everyone who walks by.  Some random young dude is all up my butt and starts just chatting to me and yapping about how cool I am.  He is like have you read The Game?  I was like dude,  I have instructed at their bootcamps.  Have a nice night.  I mean what am I supposed to do?  Sometimes I just want to go out and chill and take time off from instructing.  And for the last month I have been trying to get alone time with Switch.

Soul speaks really highly of him.  They are best friends.  And my rule is that if Soul likes something I like it.  He has been right with every piece of advice he has dropped on me so far.  I met Switch for the first time a month ago.  We chatted for five minutes, but I was intrigued.

So we’re in the smoking section and I’m just absorbing the concept of his game.  His inner game is tight as a drum.  He just keeps running sets and talking to girls.  He just flirts with whoever comes by.  He opens with compliments.   But he does it in a really powerful way that I can replicate in person, but I struggle to explain in just words.

Anyways he sees two girls that Sebastian met.  He calls them over and we start chatting.  It’s a blond and a proper Chinese girl.  Guess which one I wanted.  The Chinese girls is 20, studying philosophy and insanely hot.  She had the best body I’ve seen in person on an Asian girl.  All natural too.  So we are chatting like ten minutes.  Ten minutes in Switch turns to me and says ok we’re leaving let’s all go get our coats.  The girls step ahead and he goes follow my lead.  Don’t do anything weird and just do what I say.  At first my instinct was ego-protection.  I wanted to say what the F man?  Don’t you know who I am.  Then I reined that in and remembered that I just want to learn from Switch and spend time with him.

I just stick to super low-variance game and totally follow his lead.  I focus on keeping the girls separated and distracted.  We get our coats as somehow there is finally no line.  We leave the club and the girls keep asking where we’re going.  We are going to a better party and he keeps saying he has a couple ideas.  They love it.  Five minutes later we’re at the bus stop standing there about to jump on the bus to his apartment for the week in London.  Suddenly, the blond girl is like hell no I’m not going home with you.  Even though she said she had nothing to do tomorrow, suddenly she claims to have lectures in the morning.  I know my job and I get a pillar between the two pairs.  So I am isolated with my girl and chatting.

She asks me if I’m gay.  I’m like you must be joking.  Would a gay guy do this?  And I pull her in to kiss.  She says sorry I’m just not feeling it.  You understand right?  I ignore it and let it flow.  I should let you know that I’m wearing a new outfit which replicates one of my favorite Shane looks.  I’m like babe I’m dressed like a gay woman.  I don’t say it, I just think it dudes.

Anyways, we keep chatting and suddenly Switch is hailing a cab and we all get in.  I was so hungry and we were next to a pizza place, but Switch didn’t say I could eat something.  I’m totally focused on just doing whatever he tells me.  I have faith.  In the cab it’s girl girl me.  And Switch facing backwards.  Suddenly he tells me to sit on the backwards seat next to him.  I just do it.  I’m not questioning anything.  I’m totally compliant.  If there’s one thing I know it’s that there can only be one chef in the kitchen.  The cab pulls up to his place and he asks the girls to each bust out some money.  They end up paying for the whole ride.

We start walking to his apartment and the girls keep talking about playstation karaoke.  Wow that sounds like a lot of fun.  I am just keeping as much space between the two pairs as I can.  I want as much isolated conversation as possible.  Every time these girls talk to each other, they start talking about going home.  It’s so insane.

We get into the apartment and start trying to pick a movie.  I back Switch up perfectly and force the girls into choosing “The Girl Next Door.”  Like I really wanna watch that movie.  I realize that I’m in Freedom of Speech’s aparment.  I have somehow never met him.  We talked via email about me moving into this very apartment a few months ago.  He gave a talk to the rockstars on the night of my final university essay in August.  So I wasn’t there.  And now he’s on vacation somewhere and I’m in his apartment.  Surreal.

Switch just keeps controlling every aspect of the situation.  Cuts the lights and sits us boy girl boy girl.  I am watching him like a hawk.  He puts an arm around his girl, I put an arm around mine.  I am 100% mirroring him.  Eventually, we both have and arm around a girl and her hand locked into ours.  It’s just slow, sexual kino compliance building.  That’s big talk for we are touching them in a sensual, masculine way.  He tells his girl to check out his room.  They turn the corner and we hear a loud THUMP.  I turn to my girl and I’m like I guess their banging.  She is like hmm…  So I kiss her.

It was really interesting.  She is proper Chinese and lived their til she was 10.  So she has got a really unique style.  We are making out like crazy and I’m trying to rip off her sexy dress.  Her tits are huge and I’m here to play.  When a girl calls me gay now I wanna bang her so hard.  So we are making out and I got my hand down her shirt and she’s like I have a boyfriend.  I’m like I just wanna be your friend.  We are just two friends who make each other feel nice.  I just keep breezing through her resistance.  Ignore and ignore.  She is like I should have told you earlier.  Her words are negative but her body is escalating.  And her body felt so nice, I’m getting hard right now writing this….

So we are grinding and I’m putting her hand on my throbbing cock.  She tells me her boyfriends name and I’m like cool.  She seems to be comfortable with me playing with her tits and putting her hand on me, but not letting me get in between her legs.  I try to get her to go down on me but no dice there.  Maybe I should have tried freeze outs, but I went with a different tactic.  I just pull it out.  I get her titties out and we are grinding like 17year olds.  And then the Freedom of Speech’s roomate comes out to make some coffee.  The guy has a strange gift.  Somehow he doens’t break her state.

He takes like 5 minutes and then leaves.  We get back to grinding.  Switch and the blond come back and the blond is like I want to go home.  I am so annoyed.  Switch keeps telling her to stop being lame.  Me and my girl are like let us finish the movie, give us ten or twenty more minutes.  Finally she gets the message and leaves.  We get back to grinding.  I am like let me see your pussy.  She is like waht?  I keep pushing and she’s like I gotta see my boyfriend tomorrow.  This is with her tonge in my mouth and my cock in her hand.  Plus her titties are out.  And boys they were luscious.  Huge.  Soft.  With light brown nips.  So I’m rubbing my bare cock on her and she finally let’s me feel how hairy she is.  The answer is mostly shaved.  But that’s as far as I get.

So I’m like ok.  You make me so hard.  You are so sexy.  Where do you want me to come?  Inside you?  In your mouth?  On your face?  Or on your tits?   She is like how about on my tummy? I’m like ok.  She is on top of me with her hand on my cock, rubbing it against her belly.  Her dress is still on there and I’m like baby I’m about to come.  She is like dude I’m gonna have to get this dress dry cleaned.  But she isn’t stopping.  I’m ready to blow.  And then Switch and the blond come back in.  She is like I’m ready to go home.  I’m like of course.  This girl is killing me.  This time they actually leave.

And I’m on another Vercetti challenge.  I haven’t beat off in 2 days.  Which is an eternity for me.  So needless to say my balls are smurf blue right now.  Before the girl leaves I do make her kiss my bare cock.  That’s two girls that have done that in the last 10 days.  My game really explodes when I don’t beat off.  Anyways the girls are gone.

Switch was like dude you were perfect.  We had a really long chat after that.  He is an amazing guy.  We talked about where I am in life, game, as an instructor.   We talked about Soul and Virgo.  Travel and religion.  It was really nice to just connect with the dude.  We are definately hanging out again while he’s in town.  I can definately say that this guy is bringing a lot to the table and his game is amazing.  It’s simple and sublime.  If you get a chance to be around him, take it!

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