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This was one of the most awkward interactions of my fucking life. But I still fucked her, so who cares?
I'll details to you guys as closely as I can remember, but I can tell you beforehand why it happened the way it happened:
I've been working on my approach anxiety lately -- probably still my biggest bottleneck in seduction. Once I'm able to talk to a girl I can pretty much go from there. But I don't wanna rush things so I'm not thinking about meeting girls and betting them to my bed in 30 mins for now otherwise I'll get frustrated and fuck up my progress.
So I've finally created a Tinder profile and been using it for finding DTF girls. I don't particularly like the idea, but fuck it. I'm swallowing for now for progress' sake.
Tuesday
So on Tuesday I matched with a girl that I couldn't believe it. She was gorgeous, hot, and well traveled (from her pics I could tell). It was my first match so I didn't know how to open her so I just complimented her smile on a pic GC style. She didn't reply so a few hours later I sent some other message that didn't go anywhere. It was sad that I screwed up on such a girl but fuck it, I moved on to the next.
Wednesday
So I matched with this cute-on-some-pics-but-not-so-cute-in-others girl on Wednesday. She mentions she exercise "when she feels like it" on her profile. So I messaged her:
I text her right away:
Then we proceed with some more 3-4 due to my autocorrect feature fucking me up and she's the last one to text. I say nothing the following that and text her 1 am in the morning on Friday.
Friday
About 5:30 pm she texts me to say that she got off work early, her phone isn't working very well, but she tells me she'll go there. I'm in the gym, but today is a PR day so the bitch has to wait I finish lifting some heavy shit. Unfortunately I didn't break any PRs that day but it was a good session. I rushed home, got ready and went out.
I probably got there 7:45 pm looked around, didn't find her and got back looking for her near the door. I'm rocking a longer hair but I only had good pictures with short hair so that's what I used on Tinder and I was afraid she wouldn't recognize me because I sure as hell probably wouldn't.
But I did.
She wasn't as cute as I expected. Fuck. But I as I was walking towards the girl I thought it was her, she looked to me and seemed to recognize me, so I just walked there and sat down.
I walk in front of her to a square table, sit, and she sits in front of me.
I can't recall how things progressed from here, but here's where the two issues I mentioned earlier flourishes. I get her to deep dive about her work, some of her interests we had in common, plans, dreams BUT -- there's no sexual tension. This time around I failed to introduce some sex frames and/or sex talk.
This was the first time in my life where I felt slightly uncomfortable talking to a girl over coffee because I knew I wasn't fully steering it to where I wanted. I was deep diving, but eventually we ran out of things to say and there was this awkward silence for a couple of seconds. Often times she'd pick up on a rather random topic and others times I'd do it.
In fact, I pathetically referred to a trip of hers THREE FUCKING TIMES well after that thread was over. I had nothing else to talk about and, and since she went to a city where I lived a couple of years and was trying to steer the conversation towards clubs, going out and shit to no avail -- she didn't had time to go out when she was there.
I'd say shit like
Eventually the place was getting ready to close so I asked for the bill. The waitress handed it to me and I faked not being able to read and handed it to the girl to see if she was going to propose that we split:
We pay and get up. I didn't put my hand on her back but I led her to where I wanted. I should mentioned that during the entire conversation I acted as if I didn't have a car; so I started leading her to the parking lot {where I parked my car) without saying a motherfucking word.
Originally I was planning to kiss her on our way back to my car because I couldn't pull her home, during our conversation I screened for logistics to pull to her place and it's worse than my place. So I thought, "well fuck it, at least I'll get a makeout out of this." I knew there was a perfect place to do it during our way, and I as approaching it, I was thinking about stopping her right there and then and...
Guess what? I motherfucking didn't do it.
So we get on my car and I'm thinking "I've GOT to do it." I turn to her and ask, in an effort of buying time/creating opportunity:
And go for the kiss. She liked it and we started making out some more. Since the place was closing, the remaining people there were walking off to the parking lot as well we could hear some voices of people talking to themselves while walking to their cars. I parked in a pretty dark spot behind all the other cars and I got tinded windows as well, but I think their voices scared her off a little bit.
So after a couple of minutes she pulled back, looked herself in the mirror, looked to me and said
She was a little bit more on chubbier side now that I was touching her (surprisingly, given the amount of calories she burns per week and even count her calories). Not really my thing but fuck it, I'm going for it.
She let me grab her ass since the first kiss I gave her, but she was getting more comfortable. She was almost on top of me now (sideways), completely feeling my hard-as-fuck dick pressing against her ass.
I was grabbing all over her ass, putting my fingers inside her pants and touching her ass, but when I reached for her bra to undo it, she said
I ignored it and after a couple of minutes tried to grab her tits over the bra and she said "noope..." the first time I tried. I kept going for it and she'd keep taking my hand off and eventually said "you're persistent!"
Right there, on the back of my mind, I knew I was on the right track
I also knew I was running out of time because all the cars would get out and the staff would come to my car and say we'd have to leave. So I planted the seed (while making out with her):
So even though she said that I should take her to bus stop before, I asked her which way should I take to her home. She gave me directions. Small talk ensues. She mentioned I look like some singer she likes, and says she'll put some music for us. I don't her to do it because I wanted to keep talking to her and possibly convince her.
So I stole Hector's idea and ask her
And then I put her hand on the stick and change gears a couple of times showing her the motion. Then I just tell hew "now, do it." and she gets all nervous and keeps asking all kinds of shit and then I have to do it myself. She does it a couple of times as well, but she forgets about the music so I'm OK with it.
She's giving me directions, and I know a motel on the way to her place so I purposefully make a "wrong turn" and she says
I turn and I know I have a couple of block until we get to the motel. So I'm drive as slow as I can and hopping for a lot of red (traffic) lights because I've got an idea. I stop on the first one and turn to her and go for the kiss again; she kisses me back without the slightest hint of resistance. Light goes green. Small talk ensues.
Unfortunately, that's the only red light we get and get past right through the motel. I'm going towards her place right now, and I assume there's two more traffic lights on my way there and therefore only two chances to escalate and convince her. We get to the first one and it's motherfucking crowded, there's people walking on the street all over the place so I don't go for it.
We get to the second one, I hesitate for a good 30 seconds but eventually go for it for about 10 seconds. I only have about this block and my next turn to convince her. So I say again
Then I put on my helmet, incorporated Brian O'Connor and activated my NOS and drove as fast as possible back to the motel. Rented a room, got there, and she said she'd text her friend that she was there because I could kill her. I asked if she was serious (because at this point she'd be fucked if I really wanted to kill her, lol) and she said "kinda" and just sat on the bed when she was trying to turn on her phone. She came over and I finally got her bra off and I sucked on her tits a little when she got up and tried turning on her phone again.
I got up and carried her back to the bed and fucked her for two hours, no LMR. When we were fucking in the dark and her face remembered me a LOOOT of this girl of my last report. That was a bonus because it still haunts me to this day that I didn't push hard enough to fuck her. Damn it. At least didn't drop the ball this time.
She didn't like to suck dicks though, that was disappointing She gave me a 5-minute BJ and that was it. We fucked for two hours and during the whole time where we talked about the hotel I framed as if we were going to split the bill.
Then on checkout I just said "actually, could you please split in two?"
And I fucking made this bitch pay twice for her half of the bill when we checked out, like a boss.
(Still, this shit is not sustainable, I'm a broke ass student. I'll have to screen for logistics better the next time.)
I'll details to you guys as closely as I can remember, but I can tell you beforehand why it happened the way it happened:
- 1) I spent the majority of my teens playing MMORPGs so I became quite a skillful chatter over the Internet; when I transitioned to face-to-face talk, I stumbled on some barriers. Namely, 2) below.
2) I'm afraid to be too sexual with a girl I barely know during a conversation because I feel I come too awkwardly strong (the reason for this is that I'm both not sexual enough and calibrated). As mentioned, I was a master of setting the proper frames over text/chat and then just incorporate that persona when I eventually met people in real life.
I've been working on my approach anxiety lately -- probably still my biggest bottleneck in seduction. Once I'm able to talk to a girl I can pretty much go from there. But I don't wanna rush things so I'm not thinking about meeting girls and betting them to my bed in 30 mins for now otherwise I'll get frustrated and fuck up my progress.
So I've finally created a Tinder profile and been using it for finding DTF girls. I don't particularly like the idea, but fuck it. I'm swallowing for now for progress' sake.
Tuesday
So on Tuesday I matched with a girl that I couldn't believe it. She was gorgeous, hot, and well traveled (from her pics I could tell). It was my first match so I didn't know how to open her so I just complimented her smile on a pic GC style. She didn't reply so a few hours later I sent some other message that didn't go anywhere. It was sad that I screwed up on such a girl but fuck it, I moved on to the next.
Wednesday
So I matched with this cute-on-some-pics-but-not-so-cute-in-others girl on Wednesday. She mentions she exercise "when she feels like it" on her profile. So I messaged her:
Me: Hmm, and how many times do you feel like it?
Her: Few, very few
Her: And what about you, do you feel like it?
Me: Haha, yeah
Me: I was going to make a joke now, but since I don't know your naiveness level, I'll leave it alone
Her: Hahahahahahahaha
Her: You're funny, I like you
Her: My naiveness level used to be higher, I admit
Me: So now you're not even the slightest naive?
Her: Nooooooo
Her: I said I used to be more naive
Me: Haha, well, I'll be the judge for that
Me: My notion of distance is horrible
Me: It says you're X miles away... where exactly is that?
Her: Tell me first, where are you?
Her: I'm at X street [she challenges me, then right away changes her mind and answer my question before I do]
Her: I don't know how far is x miles too hahaha
Me: It's close, it seems. I'm at X.
Me: Do you live there?
Her: Work
Me: Haha, I'm not so sure about you naiveness... Tindering from work haha
Me: Tell me your number, let's move over text
Her: (number)
Her: I'll defend my naiveness from there hahaha
I text her right away:
Me: So when do you get off work? [I'm still in the same subject, but now screening for logistics]
Her: About 7 pm
Me: But do you live around here? [Still screening for logistics]
Her: Nope, it's a little far away [Fuck, I can't pull girls home ATM. I'm thinking what the fuck I'll do]
Me: I understand
Me: And you're going to do something after work tomorrow or Friday?
Her: Tomorrow I have muay thai class, Friday I'm free
Me: Let's hang out on Friday, then?
Her: Yep
Me: Haha, let's meet up in a public so we can make sure none of us is a weirdo
Then we proceed with some more 3-4 due to my autocorrect feature fucking me up and she's the last one to text. I say nothing the following that and text her 1 am in the morning on Friday.
Friday
About 5:30 pm she texts me to say that she got off work early, her phone isn't working very well, but she tells me she'll go there. I'm in the gym, but today is a PR day so the bitch has to wait I finish lifting some heavy shit. Unfortunately I didn't break any PRs that day but it was a good session. I rushed home, got ready and went out.
I probably got there 7:45 pm looked around, didn't find her and got back looking for her near the door. I'm rocking a longer hair but I only had good pictures with short hair so that's what I used on Tinder and I was afraid she wouldn't recognize me because I sure as hell probably wouldn't.
But I did.
She wasn't as cute as I expected. Fuck. But I as I was walking towards the girl I thought it was her, she looked to me and seemed to recognize me, so I just walked there and sat down.
I walk in front of her to a square table, sit, and she sits in front of me.
I can't recall how things progressed from here, but here's where the two issues I mentioned earlier flourishes. I get her to deep dive about her work, some of her interests we had in common, plans, dreams BUT -- there's no sexual tension. This time around I failed to introduce some sex frames and/or sex talk.
This was the first time in my life where I felt slightly uncomfortable talking to a girl over coffee because I knew I wasn't fully steering it to where I wanted. I was deep diving, but eventually we ran out of things to say and there was this awkward silence for a couple of seconds. Often times she'd pick up on a rather random topic and others times I'd do it.
In fact, I pathetically referred to a trip of hers THREE FUCKING TIMES well after that thread was over. I had nothing else to talk about and, and since she went to a city where I lived a couple of years and was trying to steer the conversation towards clubs, going out and shit to no avail -- she didn't had time to go out when she was there.
I'd say shit like
Eventually the place was getting ready to close so I asked for the bill. The waitress handed it to me and I faked not being able to read and handed it to the girl to see if she was going to propose that we split:
Me: I'm not wearing my glasses, I can't see shit (I was wearing contacts). How much is that?
Her: $XX [I waited for a few seconds to see if she was going to mention we splitting...]
Her: Yours is $Y [Great
We pay and get up. I didn't put my hand on her back but I led her to where I wanted. I should mentioned that during the entire conversation I acted as if I didn't have a car; so I started leading her to the parking lot {where I parked my car) without saying a motherfucking word.
Originally I was planning to kiss her on our way back to my car because I couldn't pull her home, during our conversation I screened for logistics to pull to her place and it's worse than my place. So I thought, "well fuck it, at least I'll get a makeout out of this." I knew there was a perfect place to do it during our way, and I as approaching it, I was thinking about stopping her right there and then and...
Guess what? I motherfucking didn't do it.
So we get on my car and I'm thinking "I've GOT to do it." I turn to her and ask, in an effort of buying time/creating opportunity:
And go for the kiss. She liked it and we started making out some more. Since the place was closing, the remaining people there were walking off to the parking lot as well we could hear some voices of people talking to themselves while walking to their cars. I parked in a pretty dark spot behind all the other cars and I got tinded windows as well, but I think their voices scared her off a little bit.
So after a couple of minutes she pulled back, looked herself in the mirror, looked to me and said
She was a little bit more on chubbier side now that I was touching her (surprisingly, given the amount of calories she burns per week and even count her calories). Not really my thing but fuck it, I'm going for it.
She let me grab her ass since the first kiss I gave her, but she was getting more comfortable. She was almost on top of me now (sideways), completely feeling my hard-as-fuck dick pressing against her ass.
I was grabbing all over her ass, putting my fingers inside her pants and touching her ass, but when I reached for her bra to undo it, she said
I ignored it and after a couple of minutes tried to grab her tits over the bra and she said "noope..." the first time I tried. I kept going for it and she'd keep taking my hand off and eventually said "you're persistent!"
Right there, on the back of my mind, I knew I was on the right track
I also knew I was running out of time because all the cars would get out and the staff would come to my car and say we'd have to leave. So I planted the seed (while making out with her):
So even though she said that I should take her to bus stop before, I asked her which way should I take to her home. She gave me directions. Small talk ensues. She mentioned I look like some singer she likes, and says she'll put some music for us. I don't her to do it because I wanted to keep talking to her and possibly convince her.
So I stole Hector's idea and ask her
And then I put her hand on the stick and change gears a couple of times showing her the motion. Then I just tell hew "now, do it." and she gets all nervous and keeps asking all kinds of shit and then I have to do it myself. She does it a couple of times as well, but she forgets about the music so I'm OK with it.
She's giving me directions, and I know a motel on the way to her place so I purposefully make a "wrong turn" and she says
I turn and I know I have a couple of block until we get to the motel. So I'm drive as slow as I can and hopping for a lot of red (traffic) lights because I've got an idea. I stop on the first one and turn to her and go for the kiss again; she kisses me back without the slightest hint of resistance. Light goes green. Small talk ensues.
Unfortunately, that's the only red light we get and get past right through the motel. I'm going towards her place right now, and I assume there's two more traffic lights on my way there and therefore only two chances to escalate and convince her. We get to the first one and it's motherfucking crowded, there's people walking on the street all over the place so I don't go for it.
We get to the second one, I hesitate for a good 30 seconds but eventually go for it for about 10 seconds. I only have about this block and my next turn to convince her. So I say again
Then I put on my helmet, incorporated Brian O'Connor and activated my NOS and drove as fast as possible back to the motel. Rented a room, got there, and she said she'd text her friend that she was there because I could kill her. I asked if she was serious (because at this point she'd be fucked if I really wanted to kill her, lol) and she said "kinda" and just sat on the bed when she was trying to turn on her phone. She came over and I finally got her bra off and I sucked on her tits a little when she got up and tried turning on her phone again.
I got up and carried her back to the bed and fucked her for two hours, no LMR. When we were fucking in the dark and her face remembered me a LOOOT of this girl of my last report. That was a bonus because it still haunts me to this day that I didn't push hard enough to fuck her. Damn it. At least didn't drop the ball this time.
She didn't like to suck dicks though, that was disappointing
She gave me a 5-minute BJ and that was it. We fucked for two hours and during the whole time where we talked about the hotel I framed as if we were going to split the bill.Then on checkout I just said "actually, could you please split in two?"
And I fucking made this bitch pay twice for her half of the bill when we checked out, like a boss.
(Still, this shit is not sustainable, I'm a broke ass student. I'll have to screen for logistics better the next time.)
