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When I was 16 I took a life guard certification class to work at a surf school the summer before my junior year in high school. There was a cute blonde beach girl that took the class with me and I had liked her from the very first day.
This was back in the extreme scarcity days when I would get a crush on any cute girl nice enough to exchange small talk with me. I'm sure some of you can relate... you sit next to a cute girl in class, you exchange platonic pleasantries, and proceed to fantasize for the next two weeks straight about what it would be like to date this girl exclusively.
Sad aint it? hahaha
Anyway after the week long lifeguard class I mustered the courage to ask for her facebook information and we became facebook friends. Here I would hit her up every once in a while and have a long clever conversation attempting to make her laugh over IM and come up with ways to ask her out in which I never pulled the trigger on... she drifted off and away just like every other high school crush I had due to failing to move fast enough and being rendered to the friend zone.
Fast forward 6 years later to ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------->Last Night
At this point it's about 1:30 AM and bars close at 2:00 AM. I'm at World of Beer in my hometown and there is no one in the bar except a ton of kids from my high school graduating class. I went to this bar by myself to pick up but I ended up knowing everyone and wasn't really trying to game any of these girls I've known for the past 8 years too hard.
At around 1:40 quit shooting the shit with everyone (which is wasting my time for the most part) and decide to burn down the bar next door and then hit the streets for some nightgame street action.
I'm walking out of the bar when two cute girls are walking towards me, a sexy small boobed brunette with great facial expressions and a cute blonde beach girl (the one from lifeguard class) both dressed up in slim black dresses.
I'm decisive as fuck and immediately take action by casually making eye contact with the brunette and then the blonde and take note on which one gave me better eye contact.
As I make eye contact with the blonde I realize it's my old crush from 6 years ago. She recognizes me too and I notice a spark of attraction kindle slowly in her eye.
I very smoothly open her
She makes a comment on my rosary beads and tells me about her neck accessories in which I tell her I take in my hand and examine.
I make a witty comment on our fashion (neither of us are overly fashionable) and as she is laughing and having fun I tell her to move with me to a table to sit down.
So up until this point their has been NOTHING flashy about this conversation and it has been about as average of a conversation as you could have but the vibe was very fluid and with energy.
Now we're sitting down at this table together secluded away from everyone else at the bar. She inquires on my drink in which I tell her it's water and that I don't drink. She calls bullshit so I let her take my cup and drink. She likes the water and asks if she can drink some in which I give her permission to do so.
The fact that I don't drink intrigues her to no beyond and she inquires on my past. I briefly tell her an overview of why I don't drink. I keep things vague and aim to paint myself as a rebellious youth with an addictive personality that became reformed through hardship. She likes this and her pupils dilate more (attraction for Byronic personality traits... I love my drug/alcohol ridden youth for that reason).
She then pokes a bit of fun at me for being sober to see my reaction by saying I am "straight edge".
For those of you that do not know people that are straight edge refrain from using drugs, alcohol, and sex for purposes that I am not really aware of. Back in high school cliques of kids would claim straight edge and get shit for it because they were seeking validation for how different they were for being abstinent.
*Best part of whole interaction... I tell her I am completely "straight edge"
After about 10 minutes of talking and at another high point of the conversation (she's right about to tell me about what she wants to do with her life) I tell her it's too loud and we should go sit outside and talk.
She complies but we have to go tell her friend where we're going first.
We walk over to the friend and she starts telling her what she's about to do. I'm standing right next to my girl and I make sure to casually say hey to the friend with a fun vibe. I then make eye contact with the friend and tell her "I'll keep her safe and have her back in no time" (delivered with sincere empathy through my eye contact). The friend holds eye contact with me to see if I flinch and tells me "Okay, but I'm holding you too it!" (said in a half serious half playful manner).
I take her outside and we sit down and she tells me about her chosen career path and I build a bit of a connection with her.
We're genuinely having fun and enjoying one another's company. I would've liked to have been more sexual in my conversation and more explicit just because I want to further integrate that into my game but it was not necessary for this interaction so I chose "not to fix it if it ain't broken" and keep things fun and with a platonic surface level and sexual undertone.
At this point in time we had been talking for about 25 minutes and I given her level of investment and compliance I could tell it was time to make a move and make things happen.
Time to Pull Baby
My spidey senses started tingling and I knew that as soon as we finished our current conversation thread its time to seed the pull.
At a high point in the conversation (before the vibe drops down after a good conversation thread) I immediately took both of her hands in mine and said
I find out she lives 10 minutes down the road from my house. Perfect!
I prompt her to leave with me but she says she needs to go tell her friend goodbye and that she's leaving with me. This is always an area prone to getting fucked up (pulling a girl and friends interrupt, cock block, or worse) so I'm mentally preparing myself for any bullshit that may arise.
Turns out the bar door we last saw her in is locked. Yes! She tells me she'll just call her friend and let her know what she's doing. She mentions that her friend is going to judge her to which I tell her "no she won't because I'm just giving you a ride home". This helps relax her state.
She calls her friend but her friend tells her that she needs us to walk her to her car (she's a little girl by herself without a way to protect herself so I agree to this without much hesitation).
We walk her to her car and then walk to my car. Along the way I'm just keeping conversation light, playful, and even a bit random (pull talk to focus her logical mind off going home with me. I find pull talk to be incredibly useful even when a girl is committed to going home with you as it just keeps the mood more fresh).
We get to my car and begin the 30 minute drive home (sound familiar anyone?).
My state drops quite a bit and I'm struggling in the car to keep things on track and the vibe up enough so she doesn't get bored or have her pussy dry up and then request to be taken home. I'm proactive by keeping conversation fresh but I talk too much and carry to much of the conversation weight. A couple choppy moments here in which a doubt creeps in that I might drop the ball.
However I stay calm and collected and do my best to play it all off as if I meant for this to happen... "it's all part of the plan".
We get home I struggle a bit more to get the vibe back turned on right but I know I just need to keep leading and forget trying to be smooth to make things go perfect.
I offer her a drink and she obliges so I pour her a shot real quick which she chases with an orange slice she cut up with me fruit.
I tell her I'm going to give her a tour of the house. I show her my living room and my workout room/yoga studio in which she inquires on.
I tell her I do naked yoga and look at myself in the mirror and get turned on by looking at how sexy I am. (I've been playing around with excessive pride/narcissism for a while now as I find it to be a great technique to turn girls on QUICK)
I have her pulled into me and she's breathing heavier in anticipation of whats going to happen. I ask her if she ever gets turned on by looking at herself and she admits she doesn't.
I stop trying to be smooth and pull her in and start kissing her. She reciprocates no problem.
I push her against the wall quick and dominant but not reckless and start making out with her and grab her ass. Her breathing increases rapidly. I take her dress off leaving her with only her panties on. I'm stroking up and down her abdomen lightly and circling close to her sex.
She tells me to take her panties off... I tell her to beg. She complies and begs for me to take her panties off.
I play with her pussy for a second and find it wet and ready. I command her to undress me in which she complies.
I command her to stand up, face the wall, and bend over and grab my workout bench that's against the wall.
She is highly submissive and does what she's told the first time without further prompting. She also prompts me to fuck her hard and fast before I enter her.
I enter her and fuck her hard and fast...
Keep it pimping gents
-Rob
P.S. One of the greatest take aways for me from this lay was a further unveiling of sexuality and the masks women wear (or the masks society/men force women to wear).
I think Drexel Scott has a post on "women are water" being that women conform to whatever shape cup you put them in. If you put them in a sexually liberated cup they will act like naughty girls. If you put them in the chaste virgin cup they will act like chaste virgins.
Perhaps it was my old beliefs that I held when I first met this girl or perhaps this girl just wouldn't seem like she's a fun naughty slut and seems more like a "good girl" without much of a sex drive.
Like being in conversation with her I just couldn't picture her being so dirty and naughty but once she got horny and knew I wouldn't judge her as being a whore she turned into the dirtiest little whore I've fucked in a long time.
Never judge a book by it's cover.
All women want to be fucked by sexy dominant man.
Don't be an asshole... give women what they want!
=)
This was back in the extreme scarcity days when I would get a crush on any cute girl nice enough to exchange small talk with me. I'm sure some of you can relate... you sit next to a cute girl in class, you exchange platonic pleasantries, and proceed to fantasize for the next two weeks straight about what it would be like to date this girl exclusively.
Sad aint it? hahaha
Anyway after the week long lifeguard class I mustered the courage to ask for her facebook information and we became facebook friends. Here I would hit her up every once in a while and have a long clever conversation attempting to make her laugh over IM and come up with ways to ask her out in which I never pulled the trigger on... she drifted off and away just like every other high school crush I had due to failing to move fast enough and being rendered to the friend zone.
Fast forward 6 years later to ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------->Last Night
At this point it's about 1:30 AM and bars close at 2:00 AM. I'm at World of Beer in my hometown and there is no one in the bar except a ton of kids from my high school graduating class. I went to this bar by myself to pick up but I ended up knowing everyone and wasn't really trying to game any of these girls I've known for the past 8 years too hard.
At around 1:40 quit shooting the shit with everyone (which is wasting my time for the most part) and decide to burn down the bar next door and then hit the streets for some nightgame street action.
I'm walking out of the bar when two cute girls are walking towards me, a sexy small boobed brunette with great facial expressions and a cute blonde beach girl (the one from lifeguard class) both dressed up in slim black dresses.
I'm decisive as fuck and immediately take action by casually making eye contact with the brunette and then the blonde and take note on which one gave me better eye contact.
As I make eye contact with the blonde I realize it's my old crush from 6 years ago. She recognizes me too and I notice a spark of attraction kindle slowly in her eye.
I very smoothly open her
She makes a comment on my rosary beads and tells me about her neck accessories in which I tell her I take in my hand and examine.
I make a witty comment on our fashion (neither of us are overly fashionable) and as she is laughing and having fun I tell her to move with me to a table to sit down.
So up until this point their has been NOTHING flashy about this conversation and it has been about as average of a conversation as you could have but the vibe was very fluid and with energy.
Now we're sitting down at this table together secluded away from everyone else at the bar. She inquires on my drink in which I tell her it's water and that I don't drink. She calls bullshit so I let her take my cup and drink. She likes the water and asks if she can drink some in which I give her permission to do so.
The fact that I don't drink intrigues her to no beyond and she inquires on my past. I briefly tell her an overview of why I don't drink. I keep things vague and aim to paint myself as a rebellious youth with an addictive personality that became reformed through hardship. She likes this and her pupils dilate more (attraction for Byronic personality traits... I love my drug/alcohol ridden youth for that reason).
She then pokes a bit of fun at me for being sober to see my reaction by saying I am "straight edge".
For those of you that do not know people that are straight edge refrain from using drugs, alcohol, and sex for purposes that I am not really aware of. Back in high school cliques of kids would claim straight edge and get shit for it because they were seeking validation for how different they were for being abstinent.
*Best part of whole interaction... I tell her I am completely "straight edge"
She momentarily melts in her seat.
After about 10 minutes of talking and at another high point of the conversation (she's right about to tell me about what she wants to do with her life) I tell her it's too loud and we should go sit outside and talk.
She complies but we have to go tell her friend where we're going first.
We walk over to the friend and she starts telling her what she's about to do. I'm standing right next to my girl and I make sure to casually say hey to the friend with a fun vibe. I then make eye contact with the friend and tell her "I'll keep her safe and have her back in no time" (delivered with sincere empathy through my eye contact). The friend holds eye contact with me to see if I flinch and tells me "Okay, but I'm holding you too it!" (said in a half serious half playful manner).
I take her outside and we sit down and she tells me about her chosen career path and I build a bit of a connection with her.
We're genuinely having fun and enjoying one another's company. I would've liked to have been more sexual in my conversation and more explicit just because I want to further integrate that into my game but it was not necessary for this interaction so I chose "not to fix it if it ain't broken" and keep things fun and with a platonic surface level and sexual undertone.
At this point in time we had been talking for about 25 minutes and I given her level of investment and compliance I could tell it was time to make a move and make things happen.
Time to Pull Baby
My spidey senses started tingling and I knew that as soon as we finished our current conversation thread its time to seed the pull.
At a high point in the conversation (before the vibe drops down after a good conversation thread) I immediately took both of her hands in mine and said
I find out she lives 10 minutes down the road from my house. Perfect!
I prompt her to leave with me but she says she needs to go tell her friend goodbye and that she's leaving with me. This is always an area prone to getting fucked up (pulling a girl and friends interrupt, cock block, or worse) so I'm mentally preparing myself for any bullshit that may arise.
Turns out the bar door we last saw her in is locked. Yes! She tells me she'll just call her friend and let her know what she's doing. She mentions that her friend is going to judge her to which I tell her "no she won't because I'm just giving you a ride home". This helps relax her state.
She calls her friend but her friend tells her that she needs us to walk her to her car (she's a little girl by herself without a way to protect herself so I agree to this without much hesitation).
We walk her to her car and then walk to my car. Along the way I'm just keeping conversation light, playful, and even a bit random (pull talk to focus her logical mind off going home with me. I find pull talk to be incredibly useful even when a girl is committed to going home with you as it just keeps the mood more fresh).
We get to my car and begin the 30 minute drive home (sound familiar anyone?).
My state drops quite a bit and I'm struggling in the car to keep things on track and the vibe up enough so she doesn't get bored or have her pussy dry up and then request to be taken home. I'm proactive by keeping conversation fresh but I talk too much and carry to much of the conversation weight. A couple choppy moments here in which a doubt creeps in that I might drop the ball.
However I stay calm and collected and do my best to play it all off as if I meant for this to happen... "it's all part of the plan".
We get home I struggle a bit more to get the vibe back turned on right but I know I just need to keep leading and forget trying to be smooth to make things go perfect.
I offer her a drink and she obliges so I pour her a shot real quick which she chases with an orange slice she cut up with me fruit.
I tell her I'm going to give her a tour of the house. I show her my living room and my workout room/yoga studio in which she inquires on.
I tell her I do naked yoga and look at myself in the mirror and get turned on by looking at how sexy I am. (I've been playing around with excessive pride/narcissism for a while now as I find it to be a great technique to turn girls on QUICK)
I have her pulled into me and she's breathing heavier in anticipation of whats going to happen. I ask her if she ever gets turned on by looking at herself and she admits she doesn't.
I stop trying to be smooth and pull her in and start kissing her. She reciprocates no problem.
I push her against the wall quick and dominant but not reckless and start making out with her and grab her ass. Her breathing increases rapidly. I take her dress off leaving her with only her panties on. I'm stroking up and down her abdomen lightly and circling close to her sex.
She tells me to take her panties off... I tell her to beg. She complies and begs for me to take her panties off.
I play with her pussy for a second and find it wet and ready. I command her to undress me in which she complies.
I command her to stand up, face the wall, and bend over and grab my workout bench that's against the wall.
She is highly submissive and does what she's told the first time without further prompting. She also prompts me to fuck her hard and fast before I enter her.
I enter her and fuck her hard and fast...
Keep it pimping gents
-Rob
P.S. One of the greatest take aways for me from this lay was a further unveiling of sexuality and the masks women wear (or the masks society/men force women to wear).
I think Drexel Scott has a post on "women are water" being that women conform to whatever shape cup you put them in. If you put them in a sexually liberated cup they will act like naughty girls. If you put them in the chaste virgin cup they will act like chaste virgins.
Perhaps it was my old beliefs that I held when I first met this girl or perhaps this girl just wouldn't seem like she's a fun naughty slut and seems more like a "good girl" without much of a sex drive.
Like being in conversation with her I just couldn't picture her being so dirty and naughty but once she got horny and knew I wouldn't judge her as being a whore she turned into the dirtiest little whore I've fucked in a long time.
Never judge a book by it's cover.
All women want to be fucked by sexy dominant man.
Don't be an asshole... give women what they want!
=)
