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Hey guys, I fucked up so bad.
This girl was the most gorgeous I ever had yet.
She's also very stylish which is a quality I like very much.
She's funny, adventurous and unpredictable, drinks a lot, has lover qualities.
The moment I saw her, I knew I needed to take my chance.
She threw multiple SOI at me.
I was considering to let this one go since all my experiences with coworker left me with bad memories and the last one nearly fucked my mind up about the game.
But I couldn't resist to stumble on her long legs every other day so I guess I will let my dick decides.
By the time I made my move I had some doubt if her window would still be open.
My plan was simple. Teasing her every time we met, being sexual, keeping a strong frame and being bold but discrete.
I planned a little bit too much when I talked to this girl. Since we didn't meet every day, I made sure all our encounter were perfect!
I did my homework, preparing for something to say the night before, just like a noob again!
And it was fun! I felt like a badass teenager talking to his crush on the schoolyard.
What I want to say is that my frame was hard (Correct me if I'm wrong on this one)
I inject sexual stuff into every exchange. A typical conversation goes like this:
After some time and before this little game gets to repetitive, I suggested her to meet on a chill bar after work.
She declined at first, but I persisted so I managed to book her for a Friday evening.
It was only me and her. We sat in face of each other. I didn't waste any time to set the tone so I told her to sit next to me on the sofa.
She complied.
I reward her by telling her that she has a cute face when she blushes like this. This was true; she didn't stop smiling and laughing during that whole evening.
This was a big green sign for me.
Then I run my usual game: deep dive, banter and teasing.
I decided to play the same game I always played: the Lying Game from The Routine Manual Volume 1 by The Don and Savoy:
- "Tell me four things about yourself. Three are true and one is a lie. I’ll guess which is which"
- "What ? What is that?"
- "I'll begin so you know what it's about"
... Here I don't remember what I said but I remember that it was something lame.
When her turn came, she deliberately put someting sexual in the mix:
- "I don't like cats, I like being submissive in bed, I have no siblings (I knew this was true), and I don't drive motorcycle"
- That's hard. What do we play for thought ?
- What do you want ?
- A kiss
- No! I don't kiss a stranger!
- Okay, if I win this one, you'll give me a massage. I'm tired and a little bit drunk
- Okay! And if you lose you'll give me one.
At some time, the power went out, everything was pitch black. We made out and caress each other until they bring back the light.
I immediately cash in on that momentum and suggest to find a room and chill. It was too upfront but we were getting a little bit drunk, and it was getting dark outside.
She knew what I meant by that. She was exited but presented many objections like not sleeping with stranger, the room being too expensive, etc.
I saw her physical reaction was positive so I didn't care about what she said anymore.
She told me that she'll take a shower. I told her that I'll go outside to grab something to eat in the meantime.
This is where it's getting messed up. I had ED problems in the past, so I always bring pills with me... except that this time I forgot to bring one.
So I'm getting a little nervous but I thought that it's not a big deal. I can handle it. I grabbed some chicken and went back inside.
When I came back, the mood was already set:
So I play with her a little bit. I gave her a massage and finger her... but still nothing. I knew that I needed a little bit of help from her.
She touched me but after 30 seconds, she realized that my dick wouldn't get hard so she gave up.
Of course she shared her frustration. She asked me a bunch of question which I cannot answer:
It was all perfect! All I had to do was slide my dick into that pussy but ... This mf refused to get hard!
In the morning, she asked me the same question again. I fingered her a little bit while playfully telling her that I could've finished her in another way if she wanted it but the she wouldn't buy it! The magic was lost!
I proposed more meeting but she always came up with an excuse.
I was getting more invested in her at this point:
I'm not that fit but I'm not overweight either. I have a small man boobs from the time I was fat. I knew that fucking man boobs is a symptoms of a deeper problem!
Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was stress, or the girl being hot! I will never know.
But I know that I didn't completely lost her that day. I lost her after what I've done after that night:
I lost my frame that night. I acted as a boyfriend.
I was not that sexy adventurous guy. I was just a pathetic guy who doesn't have enough testosterone to get his fucking dick hard.
And she realized this. She was probably relieved we didn't fuck.
I realized that I lost my frame. She gave me a chance but I missed it.
I told her that she is getting distant and that I understand her. She replied but I don't care about what she said for I don't want to be needy. I just wished her good luck.
How will I react when I see her again ? I will just act cool, make small talk about boring things.
It's crazy that the root of all this was not remembering to bring some fucking viagra.
Avon Barksdale: "And how you ain't gonna never be slow? Never be late? You can't plan through no sh*t like this, man. It's life."
This girl was the most gorgeous I ever had yet.
THE GIRL
A very extroverted brunette, a little bit short, afro hair, small boobs but big ass and very long legs.She's also very stylish which is a quality I like very much.
She's funny, adventurous and unpredictable, drinks a lot, has lover qualities.
The moment I saw her, I knew I needed to take my chance.
THE MEETING
She's another coworker. I know that I should not mess with coworkers but I really couldn't help myself with this gorgeous girl.She threw multiple SOI at me.
I was considering to let this one go since all my experiences with coworker left me with bad memories and the last one nearly fucked my mind up about the game.
But I couldn't resist to stumble on her long legs every other day so I guess I will let my dick decides.
By the time I made my move I had some doubt if her window would still be open.
My plan was simple. Teasing her every time we met, being sexual, keeping a strong frame and being bold but discrete.
I planned a little bit too much when I talked to this girl. Since we didn't meet every day, I made sure all our encounter were perfect!
I did my homework, preparing for something to say the night before, just like a noob again!
And it was fun! I felt like a badass teenager talking to his crush on the schoolyard.
What I want to say is that my frame was hard (Correct me if I'm wrong on this one)
I inject sexual stuff into every exchange. A typical conversation goes like this:
- Her: Why do you shave your beard ?
- Me: It smells bad when I go down
- Her: Haha
- Me: Plus I don't like to have a beard like your boss
- Her: You're right! He's awfull. Plus I don't like uncircumcised men
- Me: You're bad!
After some time and before this little game gets to repetitive, I suggested her to meet on a chill bar after work.
She declined at first, but I persisted so I managed to book her for a Friday evening.
THE NIGHT
It was a chill place around 6:00 PM at Antananarivo (It was safe at the time; around one month before the current protest)It was only me and her. We sat in face of each other. I didn't waste any time to set the tone so I told her to sit next to me on the sofa.
She complied.
I reward her by telling her that she has a cute face when she blushes like this. This was true; she didn't stop smiling and laughing during that whole evening.
This was a big green sign for me.
Then I run my usual game: deep dive, banter and teasing.
I decided to play the same game I always played: the Lying Game from The Routine Manual Volume 1 by The Don and Savoy:
- "Tell me four things about yourself. Three are true and one is a lie. I’ll guess which is which"
- "What ? What is that?"
- "I'll begin so you know what it's about"
... Here I don't remember what I said but I remember that it was something lame.
When her turn came, she deliberately put someting sexual in the mix:
- "I don't like cats, I like being submissive in bed, I have no siblings (I knew this was true), and I don't drive motorcycle"
- That's hard. What do we play for thought ?
- What do you want ?
- A kiss
- No! I don't kiss a stranger!
- Okay, if I win this one, you'll give me a massage. I'm tired and a little bit drunk
- Okay! And if you lose you'll give me one.
At some time, the power went out, everything was pitch black. We made out and caress each other until they bring back the light.
I immediately cash in on that momentum and suggest to find a room and chill. It was too upfront but we were getting a little bit drunk, and it was getting dark outside.
She knew what I meant by that. She was exited but presented many objections like not sleeping with stranger, the room being too expensive, etc.
I saw her physical reaction was positive so I didn't care about what she said anymore.
THE PULL
We grabbed a cab and went to the hotel. It was very quiet.She told me that she'll take a shower. I told her that I'll go outside to grab something to eat in the meantime.
This is where it's getting messed up. I had ED problems in the past, so I always bring pills with me... except that this time I forgot to bring one.
So I'm getting a little nervous but I thought that it's not a big deal. I can handle it. I grabbed some chicken and went back inside.
When I came back, the mood was already set:
- The room smelled good
- It was dark except the TV screen
- She played the first Fifty Shade movie on mute.
So I play with her a little bit. I gave her a massage and finger her... but still nothing. I knew that I needed a little bit of help from her.
She touched me but after 30 seconds, she realized that my dick wouldn't get hard so she gave up.
Of course she shared her frustration. She asked me a bunch of question which I cannot answer:
- Why ?
- Is this normal for you ?
- Am I not attractive enough ?
- Are you drunk ?
It was all perfect! All I had to do was slide my dick into that pussy but ... This mf refused to get hard!
In the morning, she asked me the same question again. I fingered her a little bit while playfully telling her that I could've finished her in another way if she wanted it but the she wouldn't buy it! The magic was lost!
THE AFTERMATH
When we met again, she always made sure to tease me on this. I also told her that part of it was her fault: she was never down for a foreplay. The moment she sensed that my dick was soft, she just gave up and yelled like a baby.I proposed more meeting but she always came up with an excuse.
I was getting more invested in her at this point:
- buying a gift for her birthday (I thought this was normal because even if friends did this. What I was thinking !?)
- calling every other day
- proposing her to go shopping
THE LESSON
I don't know what's wrong with my dick. I'm 27, I have a little bit of fat but I'm doing physical exercise at least 2 times a week.I'm not that fit but I'm not overweight either. I have a small man boobs from the time I was fat. I knew that fucking man boobs is a symptoms of a deeper problem!
Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was stress, or the girl being hot! I will never know.
But I know that I didn't completely lost her that day. I lost her after what I've done after that night:
I lost my frame that night. I acted as a boyfriend.
I was not that sexy adventurous guy. I was just a pathetic guy who doesn't have enough testosterone to get his fucking dick hard.
And she realized this. She was probably relieved we didn't fuck.
I realized that I lost my frame. She gave me a chance but I missed it.
I told her that she is getting distant and that I understand her. She replied but I don't care about what she said for I don't want to be needy. I just wished her good luck.
How will I react when I see her again ? I will just act cool, make small talk about boring things.
It's crazy that the root of all this was not remembering to bring some fucking viagra.
Avon Barksdale: "And how you ain't gonna never be slow? Never be late? You can't plan through no sh*t like this, man. It's life."
