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I just spent 18 hours of the past 2 days sitting on a bus. My rowing team had a regatta in Sacramento that we had to drive up for. My boat ended up getting third, and after giving all I had on the course I was seriously drained, with girls being the furthest thing from my mind. I slept the majority of the 9 hour drive back, and then made a decision to go out despite craving rest. Honestly was not expecting the night to go anywhere, but those type of nights seem to always prove assumption wrong...
Night of
Arrived at this house party hosted by my senior team captain around 12. I showed up alone, but knew plenty of guys at the party. Didn't have the desire to dress up in costume, seeing that I had no care whatsoever, so I just threw on a tight crimson v-neck from guess that really accentuates my build, along with a nice pair of jeans and my new black chelseas. I look exactly like that image Darius threw up in his latest article for reference. Anyone who asked what I was dressed as merely got a cocky smile in response, and I was actually able to build up a lot of intrigue by not letting anyone know who I was supposed to be lol. I walked in, immediately was social, and had several girls come up to me asking if I remembered them. I didn't haha, which is hilarious because I never drink that much at parties and wouldn't have forgotten them due to being too inebriated. Just been meeting too many girls... From here I locked in leaning against a wall and letting people come talk to me. Usually I am more engaging, but let me tell you how powerful it feels to be leaning against the wall, minimal effort, having freshman and seniors alike all talking to you, and having girls stare at you from all corners of the room. What's funny is that during the day time when I hang out with the guys I knew at the party, I am by no means the clear and cut alpha male, I'm more of a brooding sigma/lone wolf type. Yet once there are girls around and everyone is drinking,it's like my social rank doubles. Anyway, I notice this group of three girls come in, and one of them starts yelling across the room that it is "That guy", and then she proceeds to try to remember my name. I'm just smiling, having no idea who this girl is or who her friends are. I wrap up a conversation with my buddy, and then toss a ping pong ball into one of the three girl's cups from across the room to get her attention. I then nonverbally get the girl and her two friends over to my side simply by smiling sensually and pointing at them.
Interaction, FB and I Make Each Other Jealous, and Pull
From here I get all their names and start ribbing them about their costumes. Example:
It is loud, which I use an excuse to get real up close and physical with all three. From this point I am just enjoying myself; I'm not putting any pressure on myself to get results. The girls are all cute, but not that cute. After bantering with them for a bit, I decide want to do something else. So I grab some of my friends, and I direct everyone including the girls to start some rage cage, and after that degenerates we do beer pong, except with coke and rum since we were out of beer (my idea haha). One of the three girls was dressed as a mermaid, and she made sure to be my partner. We ended up losing, but the girl was grabbing me all over and flirting like crazy with me.
It is at this point that the girl from my last LR, SophomoreBabe, arrives at the party. I was not expecting her to be there at all, and she sees me with the three girls. She immediately starts talking to other guys. I realize that this girl probably wasn't expecting me at the party either, and by the way she is dressed I can tell that she is on the prowl. This pisses me off for several reasons. For one, I gave her this incredible night last time we saw each other, where I completely ravaged her and gave her many orgasms and made her yell and groan and writhe in pleasure all night, and here she is looking for someone else. Second, when I catch her eye and smile at her and try to beckon her over, making it clear I want to direct my focus on her, she ignores me and throws herself at the nearest guy.
Angry that I wasn't enough for her, and frustrated that I had inadvertently thrown her into auto-rejection, I focused back on the three girls. The mermaid girl really ramped things up from here, maybe in response to my aloofness from when I was trying to get my FB's attention. At this point all I really had to do was recall the Chase article You Really Should be Having Sex and I figured why not. There were hotter girls at the party, SB of whom would be my first pick, but this one was primed and ready to go and pretty good looking. So I figured, "Why not?" I pulled her to a couch and gamed her pretty hard, easily breaking through any tricks and ploys she tries to pull. She starts kissing me, which I am pretty indifferent about, and I only let her kiss me for like 3 seconds at a time before stopping, which drives her crazy. She eventually mentioned something about how she had never been in my dorm building before, which I used to pull her back to my place very handily.
Escalation
On the walk back to my room the mermaid girl tries to find out all these things about me, which I use to intrigue her easily by revealing sparingly little about myself. At one point I slam her against a wall and kiss her in response to some playful thing she did. Honestly this seduction was so easy that I kept getting bored. No challenge at all, which is cool, because not too long ago I was a nervous wreck obsessed out of my mind over That One Special Girl, but at the same time it just isn't the same as, for instance, when I seduced my old girlfriend and took her virginity and lost my own. That night was legendary, this night was routine. I get her back to the room, put a sock on the door, and easily get her fishnet leggings off. At this point she tells me she is a virgin, so I decide to give her a special first time and proceed to fuck her pussy to oblivion. She was very tight and it was a painful experience for her, but due to my proficiency in the sack the pleasure overshadowed the pain and I was able to put her in an orgasmic trance. She was very loud. I relished in the thought of my neighbors being able to hear us. This girl was putty in my hands. We end up going for two hours, and she literally can't speak or even breathe properly after. I have to help her put her clothes back on and walk and direct her back to where she told me she lives. Girl has no idea that very few men will be capable of replicating my prowess. Don't bother getting a number.
Aftermath, and Return to the Party
After she leaves I realize that my sheets are soaked with her juices and blood. It is around three at this point, so instead of going to bed I decide to go back to the party and talk to SB. I get my stuff back on, head back, and to my surprise the party is still going fairly strong. I try my best to smoothly get SB to talk to me, but all my efforts fall flat. I pull my cousin to the side and he tells me that she has been super flirty with everyone that night, and while this is really frustrating since we had such good chemistry and now it was blowing up in my face, I also find it absolutely fucking hysterical that none of the guys there actually managed to pull her, despite her best efforts. Imbeciles. Did I mention I am SUPER competitive?? I revel in my rival's failures. Anyway, I remembered Chase's advice from the Ultimate Guide to Getting a Girl Back, and realized that at this point any efforts I make would cause attraction to take a big hit, and I abandoned trying to talk to her. Not sure how to handle the girl moving forward, other than giving it time and meeting other girls. Any advice would be appreciated; she and I had a lot of fun together and I would love to fix things, but at the same time if it falters oh well. Girls... I talked with all the other girls, but had to watch myself since at this point in the night most of the girls were paired with my friends and teammates, and though I can tell that nothing will happen due to my friend's/teammates lack of game and my knowledge of how easy I could steal a girl, I don't want to alienate my teammates and my friends. Funny story: One of the guys on my team was talking with this stunning brunette, but I was able to easily wrest her attention from him to me. Not wanting to blatantly steal this guy's girl, knowing how easily I could, I decided to be cordial, and pulled the guy aside, telling him that since he had been talking with her first and that he was older than me, I would let him try to make something happen, and if it went well, good for him, and if he fucked up, my turn. I came back 10 minutes later, and he was where I left him, but the girl was gone. She ended up leaving alone lol. I told my teammate that in the future I will be going first Kind of a dick thing to say, but he did completely blow it. I ended the night having a long talk with a teammate who was at the party, and then heading back to my room and sleeping on the floor.
So, interesting night. I have nights like these where it feels like I am a seduction God, clearly the 1# guy there, but don't get me wrong, I'm not always this way and still have ways to go. For instance, last time I was at this captain of mine's house, I blew out early with this girl I invited who was testing me pretty hard, and it ended up ruining the night and I felt like a fraction of my full self. Nature of the game I guess. Overall, it sure is great to be where I am at as far as physical escalation and sexual prowess goes. Handling resistance was a giant sticking point for me over the past year, and I missed out on many girls, but know I have it down now. It's neat being the guy on my team who pulls girls easier than anyone, but then again I am in San Diego and I know there are many creme de la creme guys out there who would obliterate me if we both went for the same girl. I still have a long, long journey ahead, despite recent progress...
Thanks to Chase Amante, Ricardus Domino (still love his articles though it has been years since he left), Hector Castillo, Alek Rolstad, and Darius Belejevas.
-Ambiance
I just spent 18 hours of the past 2 days sitting on a bus. My rowing team had a regatta in Sacramento that we had to drive up for. My boat ended up getting third, and after giving all I had on the course I was seriously drained, with girls being the furthest thing from my mind. I slept the majority of the 9 hour drive back, and then made a decision to go out despite craving rest. Honestly was not expecting the night to go anywhere, but those type of nights seem to always prove assumption wrong...
Night of
Arrived at this house party hosted by my senior team captain around 12. I showed up alone, but knew plenty of guys at the party. Didn't have the desire to dress up in costume, seeing that I had no care whatsoever, so I just threw on a tight crimson v-neck from guess that really accentuates my build, along with a nice pair of jeans and my new black chelseas. I look exactly like that image Darius threw up in his latest article for reference. Anyone who asked what I was dressed as merely got a cocky smile in response, and I was actually able to build up a lot of intrigue by not letting anyone know who I was supposed to be lol. I walked in, immediately was social, and had several girls come up to me asking if I remembered them. I didn't haha, which is hilarious because I never drink that much at parties and wouldn't have forgotten them due to being too inebriated. Just been meeting too many girls... From here I locked in leaning against a wall and letting people come talk to me. Usually I am more engaging, but let me tell you how powerful it feels to be leaning against the wall, minimal effort, having freshman and seniors alike all talking to you, and having girls stare at you from all corners of the room. What's funny is that during the day time when I hang out with the guys I knew at the party, I am by no means the clear and cut alpha male, I'm more of a brooding sigma/lone wolf type. Yet once there are girls around and everyone is drinking,it's like my social rank doubles. Anyway, I notice this group of three girls come in, and one of them starts yelling across the room that it is "That guy", and then she proceeds to try to remember my name. I'm just smiling, having no idea who this girl is or who her friends are. I wrap up a conversation with my buddy, and then toss a ping pong ball into one of the three girl's cups from across the room to get her attention. I then nonverbally get the girl and her two friends over to my side simply by smiling sensually and pointing at them.
Interaction, FB and I Make Each Other Jealous, and Pull
From here I get all their names and start ribbing them about their costumes. Example:
It is loud, which I use an excuse to get real up close and physical with all three. From this point I am just enjoying myself; I'm not putting any pressure on myself to get results. The girls are all cute, but not that cute. After bantering with them for a bit, I decide want to do something else. So I grab some of my friends, and I direct everyone including the girls to start some rage cage, and after that degenerates we do beer pong, except with coke and rum since we were out of beer (my idea haha). One of the three girls was dressed as a mermaid, and she made sure to be my partner. We ended up losing, but the girl was grabbing me all over and flirting like crazy with me.
It is at this point that the girl from my last LR, SophomoreBabe, arrives at the party. I was not expecting her to be there at all, and she sees me with the three girls. She immediately starts talking to other guys. I realize that this girl probably wasn't expecting me at the party either, and by the way she is dressed I can tell that she is on the prowl. This pisses me off for several reasons. For one, I gave her this incredible night last time we saw each other, where I completely ravaged her and gave her many orgasms and made her yell and groan and writhe in pleasure all night, and here she is looking for someone else. Second, when I catch her eye and smile at her and try to beckon her over, making it clear I want to direct my focus on her, she ignores me and throws herself at the nearest guy.
Angry that I wasn't enough for her, and frustrated that I had inadvertently thrown her into auto-rejection, I focused back on the three girls. The mermaid girl really ramped things up from here, maybe in response to my aloofness from when I was trying to get my FB's attention. At this point all I really had to do was recall the Chase article You Really Should be Having Sex and I figured why not. There were hotter girls at the party, SB of whom would be my first pick, but this one was primed and ready to go and pretty good looking. So I figured, "Why not?" I pulled her to a couch and gamed her pretty hard, easily breaking through any tricks and ploys she tries to pull. She starts kissing me, which I am pretty indifferent about, and I only let her kiss me for like 3 seconds at a time before stopping, which drives her crazy. She eventually mentioned something about how she had never been in my dorm building before, which I used to pull her back to my place very handily.
Escalation
On the walk back to my room the mermaid girl tries to find out all these things about me, which I use to intrigue her easily by revealing sparingly little about myself. At one point I slam her against a wall and kiss her in response to some playful thing she did. Honestly this seduction was so easy that I kept getting bored. No challenge at all, which is cool, because not too long ago I was a nervous wreck obsessed out of my mind over That One Special Girl, but at the same time it just isn't the same as, for instance, when I seduced my old girlfriend and took her virginity and lost my own. That night was legendary, this night was routine. I get her back to the room, put a sock on the door, and easily get her fishnet leggings off. At this point she tells me she is a virgin, so I decide to give her a special first time and proceed to fuck her pussy to oblivion. She was very tight and it was a painful experience for her, but due to my proficiency in the sack the pleasure overshadowed the pain and I was able to put her in an orgasmic trance. She was very loud. I relished in the thought of my neighbors being able to hear us. This girl was putty in my hands. We end up going for two hours, and she literally can't speak or even breathe properly after. I have to help her put her clothes back on and walk and direct her back to where she told me she lives. Girl has no idea that very few men will be capable of replicating my prowess. Don't bother getting a number.
Aftermath, and Return to the Party
After she leaves I realize that my sheets are soaked with her juices and blood. It is around three at this point, so instead of going to bed I decide to go back to the party and talk to SB. I get my stuff back on, head back, and to my surprise the party is still going fairly strong. I try my best to smoothly get SB to talk to me, but all my efforts fall flat. I pull my cousin to the side and he tells me that she has been super flirty with everyone that night, and while this is really frustrating since we had such good chemistry and now it was blowing up in my face, I also find it absolutely fucking hysterical that none of the guys there actually managed to pull her, despite her best efforts. Imbeciles. Did I mention I am SUPER competitive?? I revel in my rival's failures. Anyway, I remembered Chase's advice from the Ultimate Guide to Getting a Girl Back, and realized that at this point any efforts I make would cause attraction to take a big hit, and I abandoned trying to talk to her. Not sure how to handle the girl moving forward, other than giving it time and meeting other girls. Any advice would be appreciated; she and I had a lot of fun together and I would love to fix things, but at the same time if it falters oh well. Girls... I talked with all the other girls, but had to watch myself since at this point in the night most of the girls were paired with my friends and teammates, and though I can tell that nothing will happen due to my friend's/teammates lack of game and my knowledge of how easy I could steal a girl, I don't want to alienate my teammates and my friends. Funny story: One of the guys on my team was talking with this stunning brunette, but I was able to easily wrest her attention from him to me. Not wanting to blatantly steal this guy's girl, knowing how easily I could, I decided to be cordial, and pulled the guy aside, telling him that since he had been talking with her first and that he was older than me, I would let him try to make something happen, and if it went well, good for him, and if he fucked up, my turn. I came back 10 minutes later, and he was where I left him, but the girl was gone. She ended up leaving alone lol. I told my teammate that in the future I will be going first
Kind of a dick thing to say, but he did completely blow it. I ended the night having a long talk with a teammate who was at the party, and then heading back to my room and sleeping on the floor.So, interesting night. I have nights like these where it feels like I am a seduction God, clearly the 1# guy there, but don't get me wrong, I'm not always this way and still have ways to go. For instance, last time I was at this captain of mine's house, I blew out early with this girl I invited who was testing me pretty hard, and it ended up ruining the night and I felt like a fraction of my full self. Nature of the game I guess. Overall, it sure is great to be where I am at as far as physical escalation and sexual prowess goes. Handling resistance was a giant sticking point for me over the past year, and I missed out on many girls, but know I have it down now. It's neat being the guy on my team who pulls girls easier than anyone, but then again I am in San Diego and I know there are many creme de la creme guys out there who would obliterate me if we both went for the same girl. I still have a long, long journey ahead, despite recent progress...
Thanks to Chase Amante, Ricardus Domino (still love his articles though it has been years since he left), Hector Castillo, Alek Rolstad, and Darius Belejevas.
-Ambiance
