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Ahh, its good to be back. Adding a "Date" section since I always go overboard with the background leading up to it.
For those that don't know I recently broke up with my girlfriend of 7 months. We had a good run but we just didn't click. So I had my drunk cry and started plotting to get my dick wet. What better a place to start than to invite a bunch of girls to a party and network from there?
So me and a friend of mine scheduled a Halloween party at his house. Since I was single, I went to great lengths to get as many single girls there as possible. The ratio is key. Come party time we had invited ~10 single girls. I played host and engaged everyone and just looked for signals from girls. There's this blonde girl dressed up as Boo from Monster's Inc. Cute costume, fat ass, blonde, my eyes were on her. We talked but she left early. I'll call her CRBlonde in case I end up smashing in the future.
I switch targets and talk to another blonde girl dressed in a belly dancer outfit. I tease her relentlessly, but don't push too hard for anything to happen that night. I end up grabbing her number. Let's call her BlondeProject, since I've known her for almost a year and no one in the squad has hit it yet.
So I turn the turret and take aim at this girl dressed as Taylor Swift. Its not that I only go for blondes, just that they happened to be the cute ones at the party.
Little background, this girl helps out at a pool hall I frequent. She's A bit taller than me (not a feat since I'm 5'7"), skinny but has a sexy vibe about her. Like Rae Sremmurd says, "I don't got no type". I'm not really going balls out for anyone, just planting seeds in the garden.
That was that though, she left a bit later after making plans to play cutthroat the following day.
Me and my buddy that's an absolute beast at pool head over to the poolhall. She's there and we get a couple games in. While that's happening I build some rapport and we trade party stories. My friend has to foy, I contemplated trying to pull her that night but didn't have logistics figured out so I decided against it. My friend grabs her number, I just play dumb in proximity, then she asks me for my Snapchat. Clue #1, I give it to her then head out.
Fast forwarding to Thursday - in between this time we corresponded maybe once or twice over Snapchat with nothing serious - I head back to the poolhall with two buddies, my shit talking friend(I'll call him Guido) and including my friend that got her number initially. I Snapchat her earlier asking what she was up to, but she ended up being there anyway which worked in my favor. We end up playing 2 on 2, and I don't even bother being on her team. I do what me and Guido do best: dominate witty banter and talk mad shit. This works in my favor, and doesn't hurt that I end up winning most of the games. Losing doesn't mean you lose the girl, but winning sure as hell helps.
Providing Further social proof, these two obnoxious dudes keep throwing comments at us from the adjacent table. I either ignore or blow them out repeatedly, Guido snaps back quickly with wit, Taylor Swift weaves past them like a girl should, and my other friend lowers their. value with high value statements. This all adds to our value as a group, I.e. getting me closer to that pussy.
My friend once again has to work early, so I call some friends and decide to stay and practice. T-Swizzle decides to Snapchat me: "awe you're all by yourself?" Now normally, I'd see this as demeaning and her positioning me as an orbiter, but something tells me its not. I'm just chill and respond "haha yeah some friends are heading over"
She comes over and says she'll play me in a game. I'm down, so I wait calmly. She comes over and takes off her cardigan that she had on for all the games previously. My brain says: "clue #2". We play and I don't even talk much. I actually end up losing the game. Afterwards, we're talking and I lock in sitting down while she stands and talks. She tells me how my friend was texting her and how she didn't really like him. I stay chill here and claim ignorance. (at this point I'm one of two people: an orbiter she talks about other guys with or the guy that she fucks and fees comfortable expressing herself to. at this point I genuinely don't know which I was and don't figure it out until later in the date.) I ask her about bars since I recently turned 21 and know jack shit. She gives me some recommendations and I chain this by asking her what her off days are. She says she's off Mondays and Fridays. I say, "oh, so you're off tomorrow?" Then follow it up with, "we should go tomorrow!" She just nods in agreement and I say I'll Snapchat her tomorrow. (The craziest thing is, the way I deliver this is as if we were two friends going out to get drinks. The only reason I think this worked in hindsight was because it upped the intrigue and made her wonder if I liked her or if I just wanted to be friends. The distinction is key here, its me deciding if we're friends or not, not her. If you friendzone her, its a whole new world.)
DATE
My initial plan here was to invite BlondeProject to the bar with me and make it a 2 on 1 date. She ended up being sick which actually worked in my favor.
Ms. Swift snapchats me throughout the day which tells me she's either excited to have a gay friend to buy her drinks or really wants to see me. She suggests 7 or 8 but I think that's hella early and decide on 8:30. She agrees and I finish up my work day.
I get home, take a shower, meditate and listen to Shabba Ranks. I head over and get there around 8:25 ish. I don't mind being early because I still felt my value was ambiguous and wanted to scout the venue in case she really did want a gay friend. I also had an exit strategy to go to a club down the street.
She gets there around 8:35, I give her a hug and we both order drinks. She suggests sitting at this secluded little corner near the DJ booth. I don't know why but this felt like a good sign. We head up and I sit on one couch and she sits on the other. Mistake. I recalibrate and get up to "look at some pictures behind her", then she moves her jacket but I made no move to sit down. Seeing the green light I take a seat next to her. We get to talking and I just deep dive her interspersed with banter.
I know I need to close the gap between us, so something comes up where she goes to show me something on her phone. I scooch over to see it and I almost don't see her slightly lean back. I see the yellow light and immediately lean backwards against the couch to increase the distance between us. I continue to deep dive her and she talks a decent amount. She keeps saying things like, "I'm kinda weird", "this is super embarrassing" so I qualify her and share similar stories of my own to bring whatever value imbalance there was closer together.
She brings up my friend texting her again and says she felt conceited, not knowing she left herself open for mockery from me. She responds with laughter which is the reaction I look for and we vibe more.
She's actually really cool and we get along really well. I notice her crossed legs slowly getting closer to mine as we connect on more and more things. I bring the vibe up then leave her, then come back and build it up again.
We Periodically go to smoke and after she comes back from the bathroom asks me what my dating life is like. Here's where I know we're gonna fuck. I tell her honestly about my recent relationship ending and she shares stuff about herself, then asks me how many girls I've slept with. I do some quick calculations in my head and tell her not so honestly 9. she responds with 10 and I know she's bullshitting me, I can just feel it. Its probably higher. I take the conversation sexual and continuously give her more eye contact and we inch closer together. We talk about sex (thanks Alek), and some kinks. She complains how guys won't get rough with her and I relate and display some subtle sexual superiority with facial expressions and a few comments, nothing over the top. She says she likes being on top and I say, "so you're controlling, huh" in a we'll-see-about-that tone. She's giving me "anime eyes" and I contemplate stringing the tension until we leave or kissing her in the bar. I decide to at least give her something since neither of us have given a direct verbal or non verbal sign that we wanna fuck each other's brains out, but its just below the surface, like an undercurrent in the ocean about to pull us both in.
After coming back in from smoking, we're just about on top of each other physically and on a high point I lean over and kiss her. She wants more but I push her back. After this its like I flipped a switch in her brain. She tells me, "I had a feeling this wasn't a friend date!" And is all over me after that. At this point she's literally pulling me, a couple minutes after I suggested getting her cigarettes she says, "wanna get out of here?" Which I of course agree to.
We close out and head to her car. We drive to a 7-11, grab cogs and now begins my logistical situation. I can't go back to my place, she shares a room with her LITTLE sister so that's a no go. She's under the assumption that she's taking me home and I give her directions to my foolproof park of choice. I "spontaneously" say," Oh! There's this boat at this park that's usually unhooked, we should see if its there!" The fake on the spot excitement works. Of course there's no boat, but she had mentioned shagging in the back of her car before so I knew it was worth a shot.
We get to the dock and oh no oo, there's no boat... Well shit I'm cold, let's go back to the car. She tries to suggest going to my place, I lie and say I have family in town in my room. We chill for a couple seconds then start making out. I tell her we should move to the back and we start going at it. Her car is messy and I swear to God while we're in missionary I put my hand in some McDonalds ketchup and smeared it on her back lol.(she denied this when I asked her later) This girl was a freak though, it was the first time I was physically exhausted from dicking a girl down. My dick literally hurt. She gives me some of the best head I've ever had but I can never cum the first time with a girl for some reason. She seems disappointed and says, "this is never a problem for me" and I do my best to let her know she's still one of the best I've ever had. To be honest she ties for first place out of the girls I've fucked.
We cuddle a bit and eventually she drives me home. I wiwish her goodnight and tell her to text me she she gets home, which she didn't but whatever.
Honestly one of my best dates ever, we actually clicked and she rode some fantastic stick. Hope you guys enjoyed, I know, too long haha.
Jake.
For those that don't know I recently broke up with my girlfriend of 7 months. We had a good run but we just didn't click. So I had my drunk cry and started plotting to get my dick wet. What better a place to start than to invite a bunch of girls to a party and network from there?
So me and a friend of mine scheduled a Halloween party at his house. Since I was single, I went to great lengths to get as many single girls there as possible. The ratio is key. Come party time we had invited ~10 single girls. I played host and engaged everyone and just looked for signals from girls. There's this blonde girl dressed up as Boo from Monster's Inc. Cute costume, fat ass, blonde, my eyes were on her. We talked but she left early. I'll call her CRBlonde in case I end up smashing in the future.
I switch targets and talk to another blonde girl dressed in a belly dancer outfit. I tease her relentlessly, but don't push too hard for anything to happen that night. I end up grabbing her number. Let's call her BlondeProject, since I've known her for almost a year and no one in the squad has hit it yet.
So I turn the turret and take aim at this girl dressed as Taylor Swift. Its not that I only go for blondes, just that they happened to be the cute ones at the party.
Little background, this girl helps out at a pool hall I frequent. She's A bit taller than me (not a feat since I'm 5'7"), skinny but has a sexy vibe about her. Like Rae Sremmurd says, "I don't got no type". I'm not really going balls out for anyone, just planting seeds in the garden.
That was that though, she left a bit later after making plans to play cutthroat the following day.
Me and my buddy that's an absolute beast at pool head over to the poolhall. She's there and we get a couple games in. While that's happening I build some rapport and we trade party stories. My friend has to foy, I contemplated trying to pull her that night but didn't have logistics figured out so I decided against it. My friend grabs her number, I just play dumb in proximity, then she asks me for my Snapchat. Clue #1, I give it to her then head out.
Fast forwarding to Thursday - in between this time we corresponded maybe once or twice over Snapchat with nothing serious - I head back to the poolhall with two buddies, my shit talking friend(I'll call him Guido) and including my friend that got her number initially. I Snapchat her earlier asking what she was up to, but she ended up being there anyway which worked in my favor. We end up playing 2 on 2, and I don't even bother being on her team. I do what me and Guido do best: dominate witty banter and talk mad shit. This works in my favor, and doesn't hurt that I end up winning most of the games. Losing doesn't mean you lose the girl, but winning sure as hell helps.
Providing Further social proof, these two obnoxious dudes keep throwing comments at us from the adjacent table. I either ignore or blow them out repeatedly, Guido snaps back quickly with wit, Taylor Swift weaves past them like a girl should, and my other friend lowers their. value with high value statements. This all adds to our value as a group, I.e. getting me closer to that pussy.
My friend once again has to work early, so I call some friends and decide to stay and practice. T-Swizzle decides to Snapchat me: "awe you're all by yourself?" Now normally, I'd see this as demeaning and her positioning me as an orbiter, but something tells me its not. I'm just chill and respond "haha yeah some friends are heading over"
She comes over and says she'll play me in a game. I'm down, so I wait calmly. She comes over and takes off her cardigan that she had on for all the games previously. My brain says: "clue #2". We play and I don't even talk much. I actually end up losing the game. Afterwards, we're talking and I lock in sitting down while she stands and talks. She tells me how my friend was texting her and how she didn't really like him. I stay chill here and claim ignorance. (at this point I'm one of two people: an orbiter she talks about other guys with or the guy that she fucks and fees comfortable expressing herself to. at this point I genuinely don't know which I was and don't figure it out until later in the date.) I ask her about bars since I recently turned 21 and know jack shit. She gives me some recommendations and I chain this by asking her what her off days are. She says she's off Mondays and Fridays. I say, "oh, so you're off tomorrow?" Then follow it up with, "we should go tomorrow!" She just nods in agreement and I say I'll Snapchat her tomorrow. (The craziest thing is, the way I deliver this is as if we were two friends going out to get drinks. The only reason I think this worked in hindsight was because it upped the intrigue and made her wonder if I liked her or if I just wanted to be friends. The distinction is key here, its me deciding if we're friends or not, not her. If you friendzone her, its a whole new world.)
DATE
My initial plan here was to invite BlondeProject to the bar with me and make it a 2 on 1 date. She ended up being sick which actually worked in my favor.
Ms. Swift snapchats me throughout the day which tells me she's either excited to have a gay friend to buy her drinks or really wants to see me. She suggests 7 or 8 but I think that's hella early and decide on 8:30. She agrees and I finish up my work day.
I get home, take a shower, meditate and listen to Shabba Ranks. I head over and get there around 8:25 ish. I don't mind being early because I still felt my value was ambiguous and wanted to scout the venue in case she really did want a gay friend. I also had an exit strategy to go to a club down the street.
She gets there around 8:35, I give her a hug and we both order drinks. She suggests sitting at this secluded little corner near the DJ booth. I don't know why but this felt like a good sign. We head up and I sit on one couch and she sits on the other. Mistake. I recalibrate and get up to "look at some pictures behind her", then she moves her jacket but I made no move to sit down. Seeing the green light I take a seat next to her. We get to talking and I just deep dive her interspersed with banter.
I know I need to close the gap between us, so something comes up where she goes to show me something on her phone. I scooch over to see it and I almost don't see her slightly lean back. I see the yellow light and immediately lean backwards against the couch to increase the distance between us. I continue to deep dive her and she talks a decent amount. She keeps saying things like, "I'm kinda weird", "this is super embarrassing" so I qualify her and share similar stories of my own to bring whatever value imbalance there was closer together.
She brings up my friend texting her again and says she felt conceited, not knowing she left herself open for mockery from me. She responds with laughter which is the reaction I look for and we vibe more.
She's actually really cool and we get along really well. I notice her crossed legs slowly getting closer to mine as we connect on more and more things. I bring the vibe up then leave her, then come back and build it up again.
We Periodically go to smoke and after she comes back from the bathroom asks me what my dating life is like. Here's where I know we're gonna fuck. I tell her honestly about my recent relationship ending and she shares stuff about herself, then asks me how many girls I've slept with. I do some quick calculations in my head and tell her not so honestly 9. she responds with 10 and I know she's bullshitting me, I can just feel it. Its probably higher. I take the conversation sexual and continuously give her more eye contact and we inch closer together. We talk about sex (thanks Alek), and some kinks. She complains how guys won't get rough with her and I relate and display some subtle sexual superiority with facial expressions and a few comments, nothing over the top. She says she likes being on top and I say, "so you're controlling, huh" in a we'll-see-about-that tone. She's giving me "anime eyes" and I contemplate stringing the tension until we leave or kissing her in the bar. I decide to at least give her something since neither of us have given a direct verbal or non verbal sign that we wanna fuck each other's brains out, but its just below the surface, like an undercurrent in the ocean about to pull us both in.
After coming back in from smoking, we're just about on top of each other physically and on a high point I lean over and kiss her. She wants more but I push her back. After this its like I flipped a switch in her brain. She tells me, "I had a feeling this wasn't a friend date!" And is all over me after that. At this point she's literally pulling me, a couple minutes after I suggested getting her cigarettes she says, "wanna get out of here?" Which I of course agree to.
We close out and head to her car. We drive to a 7-11, grab cogs and now begins my logistical situation. I can't go back to my place, she shares a room with her LITTLE sister so that's a no go. She's under the assumption that she's taking me home and I give her directions to my foolproof park of choice. I "spontaneously" say," Oh! There's this boat at this park that's usually unhooked, we should see if its there!" The fake on the spot excitement works. Of course there's no boat, but she had mentioned shagging in the back of her car before so I knew it was worth a shot.
We get to the dock and oh no oo, there's no boat... Well shit I'm cold, let's go back to the car. She tries to suggest going to my place, I lie and say I have family in town in my room. We chill for a couple seconds then start making out. I tell her we should move to the back and we start going at it. Her car is messy and I swear to God while we're in missionary I put my hand in some McDonalds ketchup and smeared it on her back lol.(she denied this when I asked her later) This girl was a freak though, it was the first time I was physically exhausted from dicking a girl down. My dick literally hurt. She gives me some of the best head I've ever had but I can never cum the first time with a girl for some reason. She seems disappointed and says, "this is never a problem for me" and I do my best to let her know she's still one of the best I've ever had. To be honest she ties for first place out of the girls I've fucked.
We cuddle a bit and eventually she drives me home. I wiwish her goodnight and tell her to text me she she gets home, which she didn't but whatever.
Honestly one of my best dates ever, we actually clicked and she rode some fantastic stick. Hope you guys enjoyed, I know, too long haha.
Jake.
