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How would we seduce if we could not speak ?

10th March 2013,

It has been a while since I did not write. Don’t ask me why, I don’t know, nevertheless I have things that need to be told … Then I am going to sum up these last fifteen days in order chronological.

The Thursday after my birthday, Pauline came to my place. Remember, she is the girl I decided to make wait 10 dates before showing her my dear penis … Well, it was the number 7 there and I have fingered her on my bed so I had difficulty not taking more initiatives. I was strained as a nutcase but she is rather the kind of girl who is passive, a fucking passive starfish then it helped me holding on my positions. I like very much well the chicks who show me their excitement by jumping on me and by licking me everywhere. Well, that arrives not often but it is beautiful, dreaming … As a result, she went back to her home with great difficulty at about 3 am and I masturbated. It is sad, right? These lousy principles? I pity the girls who impose it themselves every time…

The last WE, night out “Harlem Shake” with the captain, Arnaud and Hafid. We had taken our water gun then we shot the floozy girls in the club. Some danced like naughty girls and waddled and everything and suddently BAM in the mouth. Some believed that it was some beer, so one almost made a shampoo in the washbasin. We retested a “crash and burn” with the captain, but nothing : it didn’t work. If somebody knows the parameters which can determine the success of this kind of operation, thank you for communicating them to me. Like : free club or not, it changes anything? The hour of attack also certainly, the type of place etc., everything was different this time … Otherwise, I approached all the same two girls who did not let me leave anymore: “you  are so cute, we want a picture with you.
– Thanks you. ” Seriously, what the fuck, it is really the first time that someone tell me that. Arnaud took a picture.” But we cannot kiss you, we have boyfriends “. They added me on FB and I negotiate to fuck them (or only one at least) in the common showers of the university hall where they live.

Otherwise, there is a guy who, when I tried to pick up Beautiful Name, came  bullshiting me “let her go, you are ugly and not fun”. Well, he clearly wanted to fuck her and everything but this shit is waiter in the club in question, the club where there is a lot of Erasmus. He even blocked me with the page FB of the club, if it is not sad, being so stupid. Let me clarify the things for you : he never did anything with Beautiful Name, he is just a big frustrated jealous person dressed like a ridiculous hipster… In brief, we saw him again and the captain shot him with his water gun. This asshole came trying to be alpha male there, he was received with a “WHATDAFUCK?” from the captain and his accent from Marseille and so he came back apologizing at least 3 times. Too good, this captain. That is called charisma, I guess. Bah, I have to say, he is brilliant this guy, he approaches girls on Couchsurfing and tries to find a naughty girl who will make him sleep with her in Aix being thought of as a Canadian in journey while he actually lives here … Awesome !

End of the night, we have switched to another club to join a girl with whom I had to have a bath which suggested me going to my place in order to (I quote) “play to the Monopoly”. Except that the last time, when we had met her, she was dressed well and everything and now I dunno, I saw her and I didn’t want anymore. So, I preferred to go back to my place to sleep rather than screwing for screwing … I said that my cousin had felt sick and had vomited to do not hurt her.

The week, I spent it in the papers because I am going to work in the finance since Monday then here we are, my life is going to take a new rhythm and will certainly be healthier. Unless I continue to cook Tatin pies in the rum with my roommate at around 4 o’clock. Needs that I talk to you about my new roommate: he is a sort of hippy night mechanic, who smokes weed 3 times a day, who drinks heavily all the time strange things and who eats only sandwiches full of mayonnaise. He is apparently an ex-dealer who waits that his trial takes place and has weapons in his room so: he does everything to be unnoticed even if he has fines for drink-driving and of course no licences anymore. Otherwise, he is very open-minded: everything seems to flow on him, I like him even if he turns on the music full tilt till 5 hours of the matt and even  if thus the neighbors pull a bad face to me in the morning. It is all the same a sacred misfit, well, me too after all even if in fact he is maybe even a dangerous madman! That I know nothing about it, we have had no subject of quarrel yet.

On Thursday, party “Adopte” in town with the Coach. I found Marie there, remember the FR of my birthday « I am in full negotiation with Marie to go in her car (which was not baptized yet) stop in a dark corner and have a drink 🙂 ». She is adorable this chick, she a little reminds me of an elf with her face. But I was irritated because she had flaked last WE by saying that she finally had to go to Nice then did not give any news during 3-4 days. I believed that it was dead for me but she excited me excessively then I re-feeded the conversation by the routine “how would we seduce if we could not speak? ” And BAM she answered me… and followed an innocent “are you coming this evening to the Adopt party?
– Yes, are you going to adopt me?
– Yes:)” as a result, here we were, we flirted during a long hour but I didn’t make the first step, I just  caressed her (the back, the hips, the legs) she got closer moved closer and closer and when the tension was in its paroxysm, we found ourselves lips against lips but it happened alone… I didn’t have the impression to give the order to my brain to kiss her nor anything. We just kissed each other passionately, we even danced on the tables of the bar and she took my shirt off because there was a group next to us who was fun and did the same thing… We did not have sex because she began early the next day. Last message: ” then, I reserve you my evening of Saturday?
– I suppose. ” Rendez-vous on Saturday evening, for a night-stroll in her car.

On Friday, the cutie from Toulon came back to my place. I have called Padawan and the captain: hang out in a bar, mussel gathering, we returned to my house with a group for an improvised party. They were girls, artists of Les beaux arts or I do not know what. One I knew btw, we had met in a nightclub and I had slept with one of her delicious friends months ago. Me, I already had my sandwich with a first name of the 20s then I didn’t dug too much the question. Padawan said to her this legendary sentence “I dunno if it is because you are young or whatever but you really have a sexual thing.” Well, it is true that she is h*t… When they left, the chick from Toulon did not want to go out again, we then went to my room and she kissed me. We warmed more and more, her body is really thin, it is excessively exciting and she became my big buddy. Has no notion of property nor anything there even if she puts messages like that on my wall FB « I remind, friendly, that I smash the face, I defuse her race, to every girl licking too much your cock (which belongs to ME). So bb ♥. » Furthermore, she made me a hickey: welcome to adolescence. Then, I undressed her but her river poured red apparently so she gave me a blowjob in string. She swallowed, I travelled, I adored. She confessed that she swallowed only three guys in her life “I don’t swallow whoever: the guy with whom I am in love, the one who forced me and you.” Cool, I don’t believe everything girls say but that pleases all the same, it flatters the ego. To me, the blowjob is the most important. I even prefer to finish in the mouth of the girl bicause I have more pleasure than when I screw like Woody Woodpecker !

On Saturday, Marie picked me up by car. I expected that she cancels, that she flakes me and everything but absolutely nothing. We settled comfortably in a sort of way or a street or I do not know what. It was not enlightened. I can tell you that we quickly disappeared in the vapor like the Black Pearl sinking into the fog. We drank two shots of tequila on the back seat “I don’t like tequila” she said “but I am going to drink it all the same”. Phew, she was thus full of willingness. We spoke, I kissed her, she rose on me, we tipped over the seat, we got naked. She was very wild and took initiatives : she scratched, bit, rubbed, hummed, her breath accelerated … I wonder if two cats which kiss hum? Well, I admit, it is a stupid reflection.

In brief, we then passed in the back, she sucked me and it was really good. Very good rhythm, very good appetizer. The congratulations of the jury. I have fingered her “I want that you take me RIGHT NOW”. Then here we were, we contorted in the back then she rose on me “I didn’t tell you everything …
– Tell me.
– I have cardiac problems, I can die by making love there because everything accelerates.
– OK”. We ended our business then she explained that she will be operated in two months and everything to have a pacemaker and everything and that this is why she lets her hair grow to hide the future scar… I suggested her to do it again but she asked me for a respite, for her heart and everything. OK, after all even if it shall be a beautiful death, I have not the desire to kill somebody. She has sucked me again, and we did again then we spoke till 1 am in the morning. She told me that she has already crossed Marseille naked under a mac for a guy, that she has already driven naked by night to join a lover and other cool things. It is her frenzy to do things like that… I hope that she is going to become one of my partners of game because she is funny and a little bit strange. Rather strange to be sexy, she has a mystic and geek side in the look! I asked her if she wanted a doggy style “next time: I want to see you again. Well, I drive you back?
– You do not want to return me in 20 minutes by chance ?
– No no no no. When I say no more than three times, it means yes.
– Ah well.” And we did it again. For the anecdote, the next day she saw the guy whom she had met in my birthday: he came from Avignon just to screw her if I understood well.

End of the night in a club, I found the girl of the street-fucking and her friends and I had a date with Pauline the working girl for a 8th date in a club. Except that I didn’t find her and I could not contact her : I accidentally put some Vigor on my telephone and it then soaked into the tequila in the car. Ugh. I am thus not contactable now, that risks to damage my sexual life! Otherwise, anecdote: I said “get naked” to one of the friends of the girl of the street-fucking and she answered me “let’s go you first” then I opened my shirt and my pants. She laughed. I told her “it’s your turn, at least show me your tits”. Then here we were, she pushed aside her top. I was surprised. Well, nothing more: she is married. Last anecdote: as soon as a guy who they did not like approached them, they came dancing against me. Seriously, I looked like a fucking pimp with his 3 cuties … So class ! Arnaud was in the club too, I told him for Marie and asked him to do not repeat it to her ex who is additionally his best buddy: the first thing which he did was to tell him. :/

I came home completely done, my computer overheats every twenty minutes, impossible to lead a correct pick up on FB, I have no fresh plan and my telephone is dead. Fucking week. Besides, I am under stress for my job on Monday.

Let’s cross our fingers. May the God of the Game be with you !

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My birthday 2013 which ended with a doggy style in the bathroom

28th February 2013,

It snowed on Sexe-en-Provence, on this February 23rd. Big flakes of cyprine. It even so much fell that I began to receive mass of cancellations for my party. Some due to the bad weather there (“I am stuck in my fucking village I cannot come “), some due to the fact there that it is girls thus we can never rely on them (“I know that I had said yes and even confirmed yesterday but finally we are tired then we will watch movie instead it is so much better…
– It is me who am sorry for you, after all, you are going to miss an awesome party”) and I also underwent cancellations because most of the guys are bad with the girls (“yeah I had invited girls and everything but at the last moment they do not come because [insert here diverse lousy explanations] then I come with guys instead”). Seriously, guys, even The Greek who is one of the worse guys of the Earth in his relationships with the opposite sex (he even has no phone) came with a chick for the ratio, and you nothing… Shame on you !

NB: I even received a “my mother didn’t give me money so I cannot come” lol

I didn’t lose courage for that because my two targets were very motivated: Charlotte and Marie. Two girls freshly poked and facebookly worked so that they suck me in the black room (the bathroom). My fault: in my haste, I had forgotten to remove the bulb then it was not really a black-room but rather a fuck-room (my new roommate had generously lent a mattress moreover will need that I speak to you about him because he is such a fucking phenomenon). All the same, I had done well to try to pick up these two girls: one came with 3 other hotties for the ratio and the other who works at Monoprix gave me a lot of bottles of alcohol free of charge. Seriously, the party cost me only 30€ thanks to her.

I had invited people at 6 pm (and had promised them a crepe batter to motivate them to come early), but I am a big asshole then I came back from shopping at about 6:30 pm (procrastination when you hold us). Hafid was already there, he came with a lot of accessories of parties, and Le Gothique my buddy-photographer-official-of-the-party who waited. The guests began to arrive at about 7 pm: just the time for us to prepare the apartment and for me to suit up. Hafid, as for him, got dressed like Gros Minet. The pancakes were hot, and certain girls too.

As a result, we began to eat (I have soaked my tie inside), I made obscene signs, fired with my pistol with balls on the first one who said a word and launched a playlist of rewarding movies on my computer. In fact, I had prepared it so that it broadcasts the good word :
1) Young People Fucking (7pm-8:30pm)
2) X project (8:30pm-10pm)
3) Daredorm
4) College Fuck Fest
5) College Rules
Three last ones are a little bit funny amateur and student porns which take place in apartments. I hoped sincerely that they would give ideas to some chicks and that was the case (I shall return there later).

Finally here we were, from 7 pm till 8:30 pm it was little “soft party”, nothing very nasty, approximately 20 people, then everything suddenly accelerated: a group of hotties came in my threshold: Charlotte and her friends. Then other girls, and guys (my ratio was done but had sexy bitches there all the same). The temperature shot up with the games of alcohol (in particular a miniature basketball there and when you fail sending the small ball inside, you drink one tequila (bim bam bang)).

First thing Very Bad Trip : at about 9 pm, we rang, everybody told me “Come to see, an old woman is there.
– Fuck already the neighbors who are going to piss off me?! ” And no, it was grandma Lucienne. I had put a word in the mailboxes of the building by inviting the residents to be polite and a sort of participant in the student and workers’ protest movement of May 1968 very cool in her head came. Extraordinary. It was HER, the mascot of the party : no dwarf in the oven but an adorable grandma who relived her youth. Unfortunately, my neighbors are not all cool : at about 10 pm I received a call ” idiot what is this mess, we shall talk again of it, it won’t be as easy as that “. It was the first one of a long series of annoy, and at one moment the cat disappeared and we looked for it everywhere (it was terrorized under a bed). At this moment, the coach asked me “how are you Cyprine? “; the captain: “fuck there is really people who call you Cyprine? “.

I thus began to do not feel really comfortable, then when the Coach announced me “the DJ of the NRJ Music Awards There is coming” I said to myself “noooooooooon I will die, I have to start looking for a new apartment” but, finally, it was funny to have him at home. It was really VBT that he comes mixing at my place, I didn’t believe it when we had spoken about it fast made the day before but here we were.

Around 11 pm, Marie and the DJ arrived, we switched off the lights and the party really started. It is at this moment (of course) that Le Gothique the photographer tidied up his device, bad timing, too bad!!! But I understand him: he did not want to take the risk to break it and then anyway it is not so grave. The main part will stay in our memoirs and in this text.

Midnight: the naughty girls swayed hips, the guys drooled. I remember having settled on the couch with the rum in the honey of my roommate, alone. That it is the technique of the sofa: you sit down and expect to see who will make the effort to approach you. Marie came to speak to me, then I handcuffed her and we danced stuck squeezed. Face to face, she goes down great low this girl, and I had wandering hands. Then I turned her and caught as when we choke somebody from behind. That excited me to feel her buttocks against my hips and her hair perfuming my nose … I was king of the world until a silly bitch vomits on her. The floozy in question is a girl that a buddy (we shall call him the mytho) immediately tryied to screw in the B-Room. Fuck of alcoholic then ethylic comas, I guess, because they stayed there 2 hours (even I, I do not fuck for such a long time) Update : in fact he did not even got hard. Marie went to clean herself while turning me on with just her glance I smelt that she wanted to play, then I tried nothing just to make rise the pressure. Then, at a moment, one called me in a room and I left. Afterward, Marie was all the time approached except that when I passed in front of her, she left her pretenders and returned towards me (WHO IS THE BOSS HERE ?!). At a given moment, her ex tried to kiss her then she presented her cheek by means of a dodge of great distinction then perceived me and came towards your servant “So, you fall again into your old faults?
– I don’t want to go out with a guy, on the other hand I will not say no to a good lover.
– Is it an advance or a proposal?
– Who said that I spoke about you?
– Touché.”

I left because girls offered me presents: boxes of condoms, sextoys, shirts, tea, a sculptured potato, a megaphone and others. I decided to change, removed my suit and put on my T-shirt “I <3 Cyprine”. The girl of the Street-Fucking began to kiss me in the corridor in front of Marie and the Breton. The Breton, it is the girl of our group of friends in whom I put all the time small beatings and who repeats me indefatigably “what a jerk, I will never sleep with you” but who had promised me “during your birthday, you can drink some champagne on my breasts”. I informed her and asked her if it always OK this story, and she answered “yes”. I was surprised but I like when girls keep their promises. The mytho always occupied the bathroom so I asked to sturdy buddies to kick him out.

I fetched the bottle of champagne that the Coach had lovingly offered me and that I had hidden, then went to find the Breton. She removed her top, I removed mine. “You are not obliged to undress, you know …
– I know but it is so that you feel more at ease.
– But you know that there will be nothing more, you are just going to drink some champagne and I go out ” she did not spontaneously remove her bra, so I have took it off. I didn’t directly put it on her tits, first of all on the bottom of the neck and I licked by going back up up to her ears. I still overturned and began again until I felt her breath accelerating. We put the mattress in the bathtub and she lengthened … I put myself on her to lick her breasts and I began to make comings and goings against her loins “Stop, it’s enough”. I said “OK” I put back my T-shirt and pretended to block me she told me “wait”. There, I kissed her, I caressed her against the wall and my hand went into her jeans. I put her a finger then caressed her clit. She was boiling. I opened her pants to better finger her before trying ” Do you want to have sex?
– Yeah go go for it, have you got condoms?
– Always.” You know, we had just offered me three whole boxes. As a result, we just copulated in missionary in my bathtub bicause to lick her or to suck me “it is too intimate” that she said. Charlotte entered the bathroom while I got ready to go out “have you a hairdryer?
– yes, wait, it is for what?
– A jerk fired me some vodka above with a water gun”. Ah OK. Then here we were, she dried her hair and I fiddled with them (in front of the Breton, balek). ” Well I am going to leave you.
– You do not bother us.
– I am going to leave you all the same.” Then here we were, I was with Chacha, caressing her hair: we spoke to say nothing and even if she did not withdraw when I approached, she sent no active IDI. So I didn’t kiss her and was blocked. Needs not to mess around, that is not enough being hot, also needs to make an effort there.

Marie sat on a buddy of me: I cannot be jealous, I do not absolutely know how long I was absent. I was not happy of course, but I sat in front of them and she avoided kissing him when I was there. What a politeness from her… Also, everybody asked me what happened and I said nothing. Everybody suspected: them, her, me. But I said to myself that by not admitting my crime, I opted for the strategy of the discreet guy, and that could make tilt the balance in my favor for a possible heterosexual report with Marie. Then we were there, her on Vincent’s knees and I with the girl of the Street-Fucking on my knees. We then went to speak in the room and as soon as Vincent did not look I put her a small spanking: she did not say protest and played the game, the perfect submission …

I met a girl who wore a mask of Nicolas Sarkozy, I kissed her unguardedly. I don’t know who it was then that doesn’t matter (and that risks to remain a mystery). Eloïse brought down her telephone in crappers by going to the toilet and I lost mine by wanting to help her. She tried to kiss me, I evaded her, (too much filled she didn’t smelt good) and she said “we are friends, right ?” You are too much intoxicated, girl. At the moment, I believe that a space-cake circulated but I didn’t taste it.

At about 2 am, I told to everybody to go out, that we met in the club. The Breton went to the bathroom and made a sign to tell me to come. I have taken her doggy style against the wall and it was the first time of my life that I heard (I even believed to dream) ” stop, stop, I am going to have an orgasm.
– Well… then?
– I don’t want to have an orgasm with you, it is too intimate”. Then, the condom fell ” it doesn’t matter continue without.
– Ah no no no, I don’t know where you dragged. “I made a squalid thing, I resumed the condom and have put it back in her vagina then we continued in missionary in the bathtub (it is not something I would do sober). Suddenly, the door waltzed, the Captain entered and photographed me at the heart of the action. I shall publish certainly on my FB (a little censored all the same) when I shall have finished my job with Pauline (the girl who takes me for an angel with whom I decided to wait for 10 dates) and that the bellows will have a little fallen again. She is so VBT this photo.

So here we were, I noticed with dismay the mess that it was in the staircase. The girl of the street fucking, the coach and the captain made every effort to make people leave but my neighbor in pajamas prevented everybody from going out because he had called the cops. My party had turned in a disturbance of the peace at night and this band of sheeps waited wisely for the punishment… it was necessary to reframe them “Oh, seriously, do not miss to him some respect but leave. And you, you have never been a young person whom you piss us off ? OK, it is once a year and it is finished then go back in your bed”. As a result, the cops had nothing more to notice because my roommate and I had prepared our defense “yeah, it has been three days since we didn’t go out and we drink heavily, we were only both of us.”

In brief, in the club, the girl of the street-fucking put hooks to me above (I have already fucked with her thus that didn’t matters. But Morgane came to speak to me “you dance with me?
– I am empty” (by showing her my glass). I had not desire to complicate things by gaming her there, it was 3 am but I had the impression that it was 5 am. Morgane, didn’t stopped touching me, coming to speak to me, and now she added me on Fb and gave me her number directly “I don’t like FB, send a short SMS”. Too many IOI kill the IOI (I don’t give you all the details).

I stayed with the girl of the street fucking and we spoke, while I watched the captain kissing a 35-year-old woman by approaching her as follows “you like men with a moustache? “. Beautiful. She is really top the girl of the street fucking, because while we ate French fries in front of the club, Pauline the working girl passed in the street then I asked her “hey there is a girl with whom I sleep, does it bothers you if I say hello ?
– No go for it” so I kissed Pauline in front of her and everything and she did not say a word. To reward her, we went to my place and had sex. Then, the next day, she almost cleaned everything (finally we helped her but that lasted something like 5 hours). We rocked 200 balloons through the window, it was magnificent. We erased tags in the apartment, it sucks. We noticed thefts. In brief, everybody lived this evening in his way, I think. It was my version of it but I certainly forgot full of things VBT. Having said that, I arrive every year at the same conclusion there: to appreciate completely a party, needs to do not be too much involved (responsibility, organization, etc.) – in this case, I was too stressed. Then, when someone colored me hair in yellow, it was the pompom and I went off the rails. Btw, needs that I tell you the party of last year and the year before.

To conclude: it was a successful party even if that could have been 10 times better: I know that the coach fucked, I know that Yannick fucked, I know that Valentine and Marina fucked (with them then necessarily), I know that I fucked the Breton and the girl of the street-fucking, I know that the mytho (almost) fucked, I know the other girl (almost) fucked, I know that Eloïse fucked with a handsome buddy of the coach and I forget others certainly. Marie and Charlotte made nothing on the other hand, Marie came back home directly after the party (tired) and Charlotte was in the club with us. It will be for another time, I hope. I am yet in negotiation with Marie to go in her car (which was not baptized yet) stop in a dark corner and… have a drink:)

May the God of the Game be with you !

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How to easily kiss 12 girls in only one night out

22th February 2013,

Yesterday’s night can be divided in two phases. Both parts more mythical the one than the other. I am going to tell you everything in order chronological.

I ) Date with Pauline (the blonde from Adopte) to eat together. I brought her in a burger bar just to see if she is a snob or if she just looks like a haughty girl. In my opinion, she is the kind of working  girl who sucks without undoing her bun and keeping her glasses. That makes me a lot of effect. To the restaurant, she seemed comfortable: it was cool, the discussion derived slowly and she suggested herself coming “to see my cat”. OK, if it wasn’t obvious, she wanted to come to my place. But, during a previous date, she had challenged me ” I shall not come to your place before the 10th date.
– Ah well, it’s OK for me because I never sleep before the 11th date.
– You will not can wait.
– Bah if you say that, it is that you don’t know me well.
– I could do what I want, you will resist?
– Yeah.” Then here we are, it is a challenge for me… Spending at least 10 dates before sleeping with her: it will establish a psychic connection and I will see if sex is better when we enjoy a deep relation. As a result, once at home, I turned her on and everything and the Coach of Marseille rang at the door so I decided to kick her out.

 

II ) The Coach is my buddy who is a coach in seduction in Marseille (I met him in the medical party of December (I have already spoken about him several times (fuck needs that I stop putting brackets in the brackets (that becomes difficult to follow)))). It was nice nights then here we are, we became so to speak “occasional wingmen”.

Yesterday evening, I had duly won places for the “Champagne Showers” (in fact I got on with the guy who works in the club : the buddy of the girl of ice cubes then I made 15 000 invitations on his FB event and he gave me free entries) in one of the clubs the best the esteemed in the city center. Then here we are, I was on the guest-list and it is so class. The thing is that the club is rather small and, without lying had there at least 600 people. It was highly full (one hour to put his jacket in the changing room it’s boring) …

The Coach had a T-shirt “I <3 doggy style” then I was jealous but he promised me that for my birthday of Saturday, he would give me one ” I <3 cyprine “. Phew.

I chose to invite the Coach because he is the only guy about whom I knew that he would follow me in the frenzy which I had planned. There are others certainly who would have assumed what I proposed to him but I was not 100%sure that they would not flinch. The idea: a crash&burn. The principle: we attack groups of girls by telling them not more but not less than “would you like to kiss me?” In brief, we forget all about the phase of attraction and comfort and we use the confidence conveyed by the pushy attitude to have our way. Our best trump cards : maintain the eye contact, the touch, and the formulation of the question. Many people answered us “no I have a boyfriend ” then we changed at a given moment we tested “are you single = > YES (ladder of yes) = > would you like to kiss me?”. But well that filled up me because it was too much complicated and then I said to myself that I had  no desire to kiss only single women.

We had difficulty starting because we were pushed aside in all directions, by children moreover. I didn’t drink so I was deprived of superpowers … I even missed an IA. An IA is what I call an invitation to the approach : in this particular case, a girl whispered something in the ear of her friend and she returned, agreed then the first one came dancing against me. So : she asked for confirmation to her friend to know if I was cute enough for her because she liked me. I did nothing. She was correct… Shame on me.

I believe that we had to really begin to play at around 2 o’clock (the club was full and the spirits began to warm up. At the beginning, I began because I did not feel the Coach convinced by my idea.

1) A group of 3 passed in front of me and I asked the first one “no”, I asked the second: she looked at me like if she did not understand (she couldn’t believe her eared) then threw herself on my mouth like if she had not eaten for 6 months (nevertheless she was not ugly : tall blonde, thin with a head of doll but a little bit stupid face because of drugs needs to say it). She kissed me everywhere in the neck and on the trunk and bent, I even believed that she was going to suck me on the dancefloor. That was VBT. I left her after 10 minutes of pleasure (because it was all the same pleasant). On the other hand, we did not see her again in the club, she probably got banged in a car or against the fountain behind the club. I didn’t care: I played to a very funny game.

2) I have kissed another one but impossible to remember her. Nevertheless I force my memory now, no offend for her. What I remember is just that the score was 2-1 when we positioned in the main corridor. (Moreover, Coach, when you will read that, if you can share  your memories concerning her, it would be very cool, and I shall re-post behind. Kiss kiss.)

3) In the corridor, we put ourselves in ambush: like that we could ask every girl who passed. In brief, thanks to the stopping-off place: we did not even need to move and ewes had just thrown themselves into the mouth of wolves. At the moment one not bad rose to the bait. I asked her and she told me “go for it”: a short-term kiss then she passed.

4) The girl of ice cubes (cf. in January) passed there: kiss express, I didn’t even finish my sentence. And by the way, she has me re-added me on FB this morning, thus it is cool and she is cute (a lot of boy would break a leg to be kissed by a girl like her but I feel something is wrong with her… but it’s cool to play with her all the same).

5) Her best friend, brown hair, not tall not short, accompanied her and she convinced  her “go ahead you can kiss him too”. Friendship is beautiful.

6) At one moment, a chick came and told me “if you help me to find my friend, I kiss you”. I do not like these little games then I said yes but I did not move. She left on her way then returned and there I handcuffed her by surprise. Yes I had a walk with a pair of handcuffs in plastics “you stay with me.
– (laughing) OK.
– you wanted to negotiate with a gangster then assume now, normally it is: half before the delivery, half later.
– OK.
– thus we kissed without the tongue before and with later.” Smack like young people of schoolboy. I found her friend, her ex came bullshiting me and we almost fought. I sat her free just in time before he punched me. Seriously I don’t care about this girl, so they solve their problems between them, I am not a therapist for couples who broke up. Poor France!

7) As a result, her friend who we looked for, a tall one : I asked her “just to be sure” and she rushed on me. The girl of the handcuffs came back (she had apparently got rid of her pot of glue) and threw to me “too bad for you, I do not give second chances”. I don’t care, darling.

8) I arrived at the table of the organizer of the evening (which was a success): the a little bit fat waiter with a head of teddy bear. There was his buddy, the girl of the ice cubes (FDG) and other one of his female friends. They kissed each other (three of them), the principle is cool, they explained to me (we do it because we consider were are of the same family). Moreover, the waiter has also smacked me, well, it was funny in the party and everything then he is nice this guy.
– FDG: are you part of the family or not?
– Cyprineman: when we are of the same family, we bath together, no?
– FDG: Yes.
– Cyprineman: Then yes.” Thus we kissed with 4 mouths.

9) I also kissed a beurette [A young Frenchwoman of north-African origins] (pretty) who danced with her friend. The groups of two are my favourites.

10 and 11) Next to the bar I fell on two 17-year-old high school student SO FRESH : thin, attractive with blue eyes and all the fuss. In fact it was a group of three but I have just kissed two of them. One quickly but the other one stuck me: ” how old are you, what’s your name, etc.”. In brief, an interrogation according to the rule book and I don’t like that then I answered some shit. She told me “wait I am going to order a drink” and I left as soon as she had turned the back.

At this moment, (at about 4 am) we had approached more or less all the girls in the club, except the VIP area. We tried to go there 2-3 times but no way. In any case, it is knackered the VIP area, the very fresh girls go there like they want and we are refused because we have hairs in the snout but not full money pockets, it is a shame. I want to rebel against the system. Then as a result, we attacked them by side, we turned around the VIP area and we spoke to the girls who were against the windows of edges. Like if we besieged a castle-fort.

12) One put us in competition : she asked us to turn around to see our backs and butts, and to dance. I don’t like dancing then I told her that I would not do everything she wants, that she had only mouth and nothing in the string and everything, and that I had no time to lose. As a consequence, she asked for more explanations: we have lied as usual, we told her that “the one who will lose has to do a striptease on Saturday” then she gave me a lot of advice to win lol. Then, she pushed her tongue in my mouth and gave me a kiss of great distinction. This girl was apparently older than us, I would say 27 or 28 years. Then, I can make a mistake but… I already doggystyled some thirty-year old women, and they excite me, thus I want to believe it. The most mature women, fresh young girls and the chicks of our age: I believe that they all have something which excites me.

Then here we are, we have kissed 17 girls together. We didn’t make of doubles, even if we have a doubt on one but apparently the account is good. I think that we had approached hundred girls so approximately 20 % of success with this technique. We kissed 10 % of the club (more by counting only the fresh girls). Good job, bro.

We took some mythical rakes also. A lot of simple “no”. Some “no thank you but it is nice to ask”. One ran after me in the club telling me “but are cute you know but I can’t :(“. Two gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then needs to say that we were going to ask it to the same girls thus “no + neither” and others “no + you even less”. Girls who felt that you give them a little power and who feel like the masters of the world. IE floozies not funny who want to hurt too confident guys. Sometimes we approached circles, we asked them and we crossed and we continued. The girls were laughing out loud. Also “no, it would be too easy!
– Bah for you too it would be too easy.” We had a lot a lot of “I have a boyfriend” others “you have already asked me” and even one “you have already asked me three times”. Seriously I realize that I have a shameful memory. I can remember the street and the number where lives the girl of the ice cubes while she told it to me only once but not at all the things maybe more vital like going to school, feeding the cat or paying my invoices. Alors, I guess, some thought we were joking.

Then here we are, I made out with 12 but I can count only 11 because the girl of ice cubes (who moreover redid me the thing with the ice cubes) was already checked. Next stage: a blowjob, I lick her pussy, and a hard doggy style of 30 minutes virgin bitches like her deserve.

At the end, we approached a last girl together. She did not want to kiss because she “had already kissed a guy tonight and that would stand out badly (like if everybody was eying her)” then she asked us why she should kiss us “I do not kiss without reason” then without consulting the other one we murmured to her ear at the same time “because people say I am a good kisser”. I believe that we are a little bit connected, finally it was beautiful lol. I left by grumbling that she was not funny and the Coach continued to try to pick her up, he took her number. Well done, bro, even if I doubt that you will screw her according to her state of mind of shit full of principles submitted to the social pressure.

When I told the party to Padawan, he told me that 12 it was not a lot all the same that I would have been able to do better. He really has to go out more often because he doesn’t realize I think how the field is difficult (not a real club in this fucking city, little places, 70% of men, etc.) and then the fucking mentality submitted to the social pressure of those people who go out to be seen rather than to have fun. In other words, Aix, it is really hard as a field, especially when you have no cash. But it is cool to train here, that really makes you become good.

 

III ) Otherwise, it’s done, I found an internship. Just a step from at my place moreover, in the Allées Provençales in one of the biggest French groups of chartered accountancy. I am going to work for the boss who has a partnership with the implementation of the metropolis of Aix-Marseille and I am going to make full of relations, to have certainly a good grade at my UE7 because the mission which they proposed to me is original and important. We promised me bonuses and summer job. I am satisfied, very relieved especially. On the other hand,  it sucks, my boss called me just now with a hidden number and I answered by saying “Ouaiyeee”. Seriously : I thought it was Hafid who wanted to go out. Big silence then… he laughed. Phew.

Who could think that a guy like me who likes very much bukkakes, who thinks that DSK was right to fuck a chambermaid and who has a lack of respect for everything which breathes (except cats) could find such a good job? I am going to try not to arrive too much late in the morning, because I don’t like justifying myself (“ouaiiiiis had traffic jams on foot”), I hope that I shall not work on Saturdays, that the secretaries (who are fresh and young, seriously, it is not Raymonde from Carrouf, it is rather Paris Hilton) practice the blowjob during the hours of break. In return, I promises to leave their intact bun and to do not come on their glasses. There will be also, I hope, a head of Turkish to take care of and a distributor of vodka in the hall. I know that in the United States, we can sometimes come working in flip-flops then because it is soon the return of beautiful hot weather in the daytime I would like to put myself barefoot on my desk. I dunno how to formulate my request. Then here we are, I took my time but at least I found an internship where the distributor do not proposes only coffee and bottles of water and moreover, the policy on the sexual harassment is not very strict. Because I am Cyprineman (and I am proud of it, that’s the worst thing).

May the God of the Game be with you !

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She made me shooters like in projects X

18th February 2013,

Very Bad Trip night yesterday. This is for living such crazy adventures that I am a player, I guess… Flashback !

Everything started with a battle of pokes on FB during several weeks, then this chick who smells sex sent me « we send poke all life long or we meet ? ». She sent her phone number, then we talked about more sexual things. She has a strong personality, her eyes can open your « fly » and especially she sends me naked photos of her for a week. Well, needs to say that I a little pushed her but she was not against. I negotiated her coming in my humble bachelor pad on Saturday, to celebrate with dignity my birthday. I had not warned her that there would be only she and I.

By arriving at about 9 pm (First real meeting) she said « My father told me: my daughter have fun! But do not leave any proof. » I wondered if she was going to kill me later or whatever but well … I’m just a man, the call of the pussy is powerful and she began to serve the téquila (she took me by the feelings). We made shooters in cups except that mine was twice as big as her. Salt, lemon… one, two, three.

Then I switched off the light and the computer crashed. We were suddenly plunged into the darkness. She made me shooters like in projects X by asking me to lick her neck, to put some salt there and to lick her then to drink the shot and come taking the lemon in her mouth. Kissclose. She did the same on me.

Then, she did not stop making me drink shots so that my tongue came on her… in particular on the stomach and everything. I was not necessarily against so I did it. I drank 7 or 8 in one hour and she had drink only something like 3 or 4. She swindled me, I felt it but well I didn’t care. I was excited, I started to undress. I didn’t controlled myself anymore, I was an animal, I became more and more sexual…

I have not too much memories from this moment, I know that I wrote messages to the captain with a lot of spelling mistakes. « You did no screw her yet?
Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn » or something like this… I saw fuzzy there, everything turned. My vision became strange, like moved towards the right. She led me in my bedroom, and gave me a handjob while everything turned. Then, I fucked her. I remained a moment lengthened on the bed then I pretended to go drinking water to the faucet and I took advantage of it to vomit discreetly. A long time since last time I did. « Done : I fucked her and I vomited.
– Fucking wreck » sent me the captain. It was approximately midnight.

She refused to suck my dick by pleading that it was necessary to keep new ideas for the next week. Cool except that I do not plan to fuck her again: I have two or three fresh targets in my party and I hate blackmail thus I am going to punish her. If she had sucked me like a queen, in this case, yes, we would probably have done it again!

I lengthened on the bed one moment, then she started another handjob and I fucked her again. I got up to really fetch to drink and I didn’t understand what happened: it was already 5 am. We had slept well but frankly I had got nothing. I had a message missed from Pauline the posh working girl who had sent me her good night and who moreover was hurt today that I did not answer to her. And Beautiful Name wished me happy birthday at midnight sharp I believe. Any hope is not thus lost with her even if I have the cock on fire then at the moment I don’t care.

Text messages with the captain :
« Some news ?
– I am drnuk With a girl Who want to keep shirt
– What ?
– H am totrtly hgkh
– You are high ?
– yse Yes H will destrnoy hre
– Not sure
– Promise I will vomite ifit contuene
– You did not fuck her yet ?
– Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
– Lol ok I think it will take a while (23pm22)
– I just banged her and vomited (00am06)
– Lol you’re a wreck
– Lol I will vomite again
– She is hot ? (00am11)
– Yes (05am05) »

She slept at my place and we fucked again this morning. That crazy psycho wanted to finish the tequila for breakfast, I refused (1/8 of the bottle). She is really crazy, a furious Italian mixed with a Corsican or I do not know what. Her father looks rich, I know that they own several buildings in Aix. In brief, she contacted me again in the afternoon, thus she had probably appreciate the sex. Her little pussy was comfortable by the way, really wet, even if I thought at times of other girls by taking her. It is human… Or it is the alcohol.

The bottle line is that she got me drunk to be sure to enjoy my dick. She probably had not enough confidence to have sex with a stranger without alcohol in the blood. Not good for her.

May the God of the Game be with you !

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Even if they drop-dead want to kiss you, they feel better with making a little resistance

17th February 2013,

I just blow into town because I am very busy tonight. OK, so, concerning Beautiful Name I sent « In fact, I want to kiss you again and again and again so your Friendly Relationship, you can forget it. Her answer « Ah… ». Now, I freeze her out, she pissed me off. I let her the time to think. We will see if she is smart.

Well, this afternoon, I decided to go out and walk during one hour because I was tired, don’t wanna spend the day in front of the computer, and I had an idea : what if I contacted Pauline the blond working girl, my Adopte date of yesterday ? I sent « Are you waiting that I send the first post-date message ? » Getting some fresh air gives good ideas. We talked and she said she was in town. Another drink, we discussed and we even got that we were in class together during 1 year but she had a boyfriend. I probably noticed her but… nothing more. In brief, we talked about gender relations, we made fun of each other, she is always ready for a laugh and quick to respond and our body languages synchronized. I caressed her feet under the table like the day before and it looked like she didn’t mind.

On our way, passage in front of my apartment whereas she returned to her car. I was walking fast without saying goodbye to her and she came to me. She was waiting something so I said « handshake ? » She said yes and I kept her hand in mine whereas I came closer and kissed her… she moved back a little but not too much: I smacked her and then she kissed me back. After these two kisses, silence and I said « embarrassing, right ?
– No, it’s OK. » She left with the smile and I admired her butt.

So that’s crazy, even if they drop-dead want to kiss, they feel better with making a little resistance. Is it a way to test the confidence of the guy ? Did I forced her and was wrong ? Or, they are simply complicated and no needs to try too much to understand them ? I vote for the answer A. I had to kiss her, what would I have looked like otherwise? Who does not kiss at the second date is a gay man, at the third is a lost cause.

End of the date : 9:30 pm, perfect timing because I have a girl of FB, I have never seen her but she sends me naked  pictures (in all the positions) she said she will come visiting me and drink shots of tequila (and probably fuck). So here I am, waiting for her : Plans like that, I never know if it smells good or not … I will tell you tomorrow if it was an « epic fail » or an « epic win ».

In any case, Pauline made me feel happy. I like her and, I guess we can say she is my cutie birthday present (the one of the naked pics worth it too). And I have to say, Beautiful Name and Marie my Open Relationship pissed me off so I have to bang someone.

Marie, my ex-lovely darling, wanted to talk this afternoon. It’s true that I promised her we will meet without fucking, but I can’t be everywhere. Now, she is hurt and sent me a « I hate you ». It’s OKAY, I am immunized.

Kiss, family. May the God of the Game be with you !

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10 tricks to stand out on the sites of online dating

I have been a little bit negative in my last article about online dating. I have to admit that awesome girls can be met online. Moreover, it would be very hypocritical crying out the opposite because I see frequently at the moment several kinky girls met online. But to achieve such a outcome instead of being plucked as a pigeon, it is necessary to know how to take advantage of online dating (or being lucky what I wish for you). Here are thus 10 tricks which will help you to improve your game online.

#1 it is marketing, you have to sell a product, and this product it’s you:

– the nickname : choose something which draws attention, something funny or which allows her to start a conversation. For example, a buddy has chosen “click-here”. So catchy! My “Bio Product” works well enough too because it allows me to tell girls that I am a man as a sex object who they can eat without getting fat. On the other hand, forget the things like “sex god”, “big dick”, etc.
– The choice of photos: The main photo is determining then forget pictures taken topless in the mirror or your bathroom on which we can see your pubic hairs. Selfies with duckfaces also, so cheap. On the contrary, the girl has to think “hmm this guy looks interesting I am gonna click on him”. It is the packaging of your product : it is necessary to attract the eye. If you d not look like Ian Somerhalder, do take pictures like if you were a model… Choose funny or intriguing photos who allows girl to start a conversation thanks to the staging.
– The description : I advise you to put so much text as you can and to write without spelling mistakes. Your text has to contain punchlines. No ideas? You can be inspired by advertisements which knew the success or you can visit some profiles of girls and to use their techniques against them. Finally, as in a job interview, make so that your claimed defects are in fact qualities.

#2 you do not take Online Dating too seriously :

in the women’s minds, even if they are on the site, only losers need Internet to pick up girls. Thus, and it can seem paradoxical, you have to adopt an attitude which conveys the fact that you do not need it.

#3 suggest the fact that you are good with women :

don’t put any photos on which you seem to like very much a girl… Rather photos on which girls seem to desire you. Also mattering : don’t kiss any girls on your photos: The jealousy is a good thing only if it is mixed with the uncertainty.

#4 do not brag and do not look weird :

avoid the things like “handsome sexy guy with six pack”… I mean, girls can see if you are sexy, no need to write it “Womanizer wants to play with your smlittle string” bragging communicates a lack of confidence (even if it is not your case case in fact), in the mind of the girls it is like the guy who compensates for a small cock with a big car. Furthermore, on the Internet, the girls will eliminate you at the first detail which will seem “weird” to them because it is well-known that there is a lot of strange guys and psychopaths online. But if you are too “normal”, you are insipid thus not interesting either. A middle ground has to be found.

#5 do not answer to every question in your description to make women send the first message :

if the girl has the impression that she chose you and that she came talking to you… Then the frame of the discussion will be that she tries to pick you up you and you will thus be from a position of strength. Then, your work will not any more consist in differentiating you of the mass, simply in not wasting everything. For example, do not lose your virility by becoming needy just because a girl is interested in you (I think of these guys who send 15 messages when she does not answer or who harass her by the telephone)… That would inform her that you are a loser because the other girls are not interested in you.

#6 sort out :

statistics are your friends. Some guys think that quickly by sexualizing the conversation, they lose girls because quite a lot of girls stop answering. The truth is they do not lose girl but they win time. These girls who look shocked when we start talking about sex are in fact pains in the ass, frustrated, girls who look for suckers to exploit, etc. I mean, you would not have fucked them anyway, then it is better to know it rather sooner than later, no?

#7 copy and paste the first messages but do not get caught :

the idea it is to be able to send messages of 10, 20 or 30 lines in 30 seconds. Why? First of all, because writing so much sets you apart (many losers send “hi hw r u” ? ” or “u know ur cute baby”). Then, because the girls who answer are obliged to write everything they thus invest with time for you… More than you for them in any case. And, this invested time, they will probably want to make it profitable. Do not forget to personalize your text a minimum all the same.

#8 contact the women who visited your profile even if they did not send you a message:

Many girls have no courage to approach you IRL but do not have it either to approach you on the Internet. They are also submerged by messages from needy guys, etc. Those who visit your profile are generally attracted at least a little : they are most of the time OK for talking with you. It is an indicator of interest.

#9 to really see what the girls look like, ask for other photos or for their Facebook :

in any case, be careful, because a girl is not a photo. The least good photo is generally the one they look like the most IRL . Certain minors lie on their age also, etc. In brief, it is better to cross-check several social networks before meeting.

#10 meet only when the plan seems solid to you, really concrete :

to avoid being stood up and other flakes, I meet a girl only when I feel that she is really motivated and when we have already talked a lot about sex. I plan dates only when I have nothing else to do and when that does not oblige me to travel specially. So, during the last 2 years, I made love to 90 % of the girls whom I met on the Internet. And I met on average 2 a month with a free thus limited account. Well, you know everything now. It’s your turn to enjoy life !

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I opened a girl by asking her “did you fart?”

16th February 2013,

It is a little the shit for me now because I have three good nights to tell … I am not up to date in my diary then I am going to try to resume everything in order chronological to forget nothing (I have not a good memory).

Tuesday, February 12th : A bar and a student association had organized a speed-dating at about 9:30 pm on the occasion of the Valentine’s Day.  Seriously, it was very funny, some PUA buddies were there: the Coach of Marseille and one of his friend who also game, Hafid and the president of the Student Union of the faculty of literature. A girl I know well, this president, because I have poked her and since that day she enjoys my texts on Facebook. Then, we got on every time we crossed in the parties. So, I have not the desire to screw her but she is very nice and enjoys an important social position, it is thus a relation after which I look (in my way). And no, I do not poke only girls whom I want to fuck : I do it fast and I sort out then among those who answer.

The decoration: 20 girls sat behind tables, the boys changing tables at every echo of bell. Except for the players I know, the other guys made me the impression to be a beautiful band of losers. Big geeks asexual and desperate as it teems with it on the forums of seduction. I enjoyed moreover pissing off the one who turned clockwise, behind me. At a given moment I even stuck a chewing gum on the chair by leaving. To return to the subject: the problem is that the private meetings did not last for a long time, seriously  : not even three minutes. Otherwise, I am rather proud to have avoided all the boring questions (what do you do for a living ? etc.).

In the order: the president of the BDE, a Chinese Brazilian (no matter the age, the race or the social rank of the target, the game always works) Then I was entitled to a brochette of three girls who I had poked but who had ignored me by taking me I quote “for a psychopath who poke all Aix”. Except that I had realized it: when you approach a lot you do not remember who you approached but the girls remember you especially if you are scandalous … Finally in brief the first one was cold with me then I was cold with her (lex talionis)… The second was very nice, without joking, she even poked me again the next day … With the third I installed a frame of authority “we are going to play a game : we avoid pronouncing the word poke”, that passed well. I was then entitled to 2 or 3 foreigners, Brazilians and German … There is moreover one that I convinced to come to my party of the 23. I fell at a given moment on the lean but cute girl whom Hafid had kiss last Friday but I had not recognized her over the moment (the Coach of Marseille screwed her later thanks to this student Speed-Dating). Then sausages galore and I ended with a beauty who I had also poked : apparently we had exchanged messages but I had no memory of it, needs to say that I do it automatically and that I copy a lot otherwise I don’t get out of it… I placed all the same two or three cult line like saying “Well, this tonight, I am opened to any proposals”. At the end, I lost the paper on which I had noted the FB I had taken, well, I left a note on the wall of the event « nice night »… this way they can find me if they want orgasms.

Then, the evening really started. A completely crazy chick named Pauline came to talk to me: are you Cyprineman (that’s my name on FB) ? She had recognized me from my texts and everything and she had even my “spotted” registered on her phone because that had made her have a good laugh. It is a little that the beginning of the celebrity I guess …

Bonsoir à toi mon amour, (I do not translate because it is a poem)
Fille non levrettée à ce jour,
Je rejoins la longue liste non-virile des mecs pédés,
Lâches et mous qui publient sur Spotted afin de te bourrer.
Toi, ma petite chérie avec ta mèche coiffée au foutre,
Je t’ai traitée de pute parce que faut que je te poutre,
Mon rôle d’homme je n’assume pas, je me cache comme une petite fiotte afin de t’écrire ceci :
Je kiffe ton cul, tes seins et ta bouche de suceuse. J’suis pas une tafiole au fond, youpi!
Mais ça tu le sais déjà… c’est pas la peine que je joue au poète de mes couilles,
Alors au lieu d’écrire un texte de poète refoulé qui cache sa nouille,
J’espère que tous les mecs qui ont posté sur cette page mourront puceaux,
Et que la prochaine génération de mecs retrouvera ses burnes. Oh!
J’vais retrouver ma dignité en allant aux putes,
Signé : un poète sodomite (un crétin efféminé) qui veut que tu joues de sa flûte!

An easy shot will you tell me? Except that this Crazy Pauline and her Red-haired friend kissed 2 or 3 other guys in the evening thus not so easy … At a given moment, a game : two people Boy / girls had a card and you have to find who has the same card. She told me “if you find the same than I, I kiss you”. I did not really look for because to tell the truth, my real target of the evening just turned up with her best friend, as hot as her btw.

Beautiful Name is a girl I like, just my kind in fact, tall brunette with green eyes and baby’s head. Nice cutie who I have poked and then we talk a lot on FB and then text msg and everything and we agreed to meet this evening, in this bar. Her best friend admitted to me that Beautiful Name dreaded our meeting … Then I played the guy who also dreaded, but by remaining teasing and sexual without too much! Subtle, me ? Never.

In brief, good evening, no kiss but I returned with Crazy Pauline (the crazy who is a fan of my « spotted »). We walked in the street and everything and then she did not stop giving me kisses on the cheek with her purple lipstick, I had even a big track which she photographed. At the moment I turned and I stole her a smack, for sport … I do not count it I did it just for the frenzy.

To finish, Hafid slept at my home. Needs to explain: Hafid ages badly, he becomes more and more crazy. At the moment, he rents a studio for 400€ to his landlord and later he sells it to travelers for 39€ per night. A good margin of monthly 200€ happens while keeping the apartment for some evenings. The rest of the time, he squats at too stupid too good budd, at his parents or in his car. There for example, he was obliged to sleep with me because his room was rented. I should ask a % on his trick, fuck, I am not an hostel. Especially that I am soon going to have a new roommate (the other one left to Australia, lucky guy). Well, Hafid fell asleep while I chated with Crazy Pauline on FB (because she added me by going back home = big Indicator of Interest).

Thus, I told you that I am soon going to have a new roommate (next week) who has a cat. I hope that he will not prevent me from fucking nor that he will not be too much shocked by my birthday party.

Wednesday, 13 : Awakening by Pauline of the day before, who discovered that we are almost neighbors. I let her come because she had promised to bring me a chocolate croissant. She is crazy, a real electric cell who says bullshit and run everywhere … but she pleased me: she woke Hafid by jumping on him. In brief, we flirted by SMS during a good moment and she returned me another friend of hers, Lolotte, enough fresh also and funny.  I kicked them out at around midday because I had to go to the dentist for a descaling. It is true, it is important to have beautiful white teeth to kiss Beautiful Name.

The evening of Wednesday, I spent it watching the Nouvelle Star replay because there is an Asian a little typified girl who looks like my ex, so I have the impression to have fucked her, and that creates links.

On Thursday, 14: date fixed in club with Beautiful Name. I told her by text message that the one who does not kiss in the 1st date is a gentleman but the one who does not kiss to the second, is a fag. She enough agreed with this idea then I asked her if we could consider this evening as a second date and she said yes. That smelt good thus.

In the afternoon I went shopping with Hafid for our birthday. We approached a girl in Plan de Campagne who looks rather happy to come to our birthday with 2 or 3 friends. I bought handcuffs in toy and I remember having attached her to our car. It was funny.

We made a before at Crazy Pauline, with Hafid and the Captain. I emptied a wine bottle and Lolotte was too kind and fun, she ceaselessly gave me to drink and everything and to eat. In return, I handcuffed her to the coffee table. We all moved in the club, masks party, had also the group of Germans there of the last week. In brief, I lost rather quickly everybody (and my handcuffs) in the club and I stayed with the captain who played the role of the mute. He likes those challenges: kissing girls by giving himself a handicap. At a given moment I confided him to a chick by asking her ” guard my cousin autistic 5 minutes please for example by dancing with him” and they kissed. Other anecdote: a girl threw herself on him by bawling ” YOU ARE ON ADOPTE YOUUUUU “. During this time I looked for my girl Beautiful Name sweetheart.

The girl Beautiful Name made me a thing not Catholic during the evening. At the beginning she was kind like kisses in the neck on the cheek and everything and then BAM she disappeared with her group of buddies and did not calculate me any more during a good hour… The captain bet me 10€ that I would not kiss her. Then what have I done? Beh, I tried to pick up other girls and there she came, telling me “yes, what is it blah blah blah “. In brief, the ant is not unselfish ! Then I lied saying that I already knew the girls in question, saying that they were friends of mine and everything and I took aside her to try to kiss her … and there she put me a miserable STOP “not in the club”. So I thought either of an excuse of shit to put myself a kind rake or whether there was eel under rock with another guy who she liked also present then I told her « beh let’s go out outside then (because going out inside it is difficult)” she was kind enough, we went out and everything, and there in the street we isolated and MAGIC she was allowed to kiss… then later, in the club, she re-kissed me it is just baffling then I asked her why and everything she told me « Beh for a first kiss in a club it doesn’t mean anything » ! At the time I thought that I had not signed for a doggy style and a kiss on the forehead but for a girl who wanted a couple. We decided to return at about 4 am with the captain because he worked the next day. I left without saying goodbye and she ran to me later to kiss me.

By going out I contacted another girl who I poke and who gave me her number and everything but every time I do not honor dates (I stood her up twice). There, when I went to buy my presale for the party in the bar she recognized me and came to speak to me. I noticed enthusiastically that she was sexy, I believed that she was not top according to her photos. Exchange of text messages later in the night :

« MOI : I was stone.
ELLE : stone of what ?
MOI : like elsewhere lol
ELLE ::p are your high ?! lol
MOI : a little bit. C U later if you want. Time I come back in my body.
ELLE : hahaha ok no soucy (I am just a little drunk me) :p
MOI : lucky you
ELLE : no needs to be obvious because I handle the changing rooms
MOI : lol come to the M***al
ELLE : no I have to stay until my bar closes but you can come you
MOI : yeah I will visite you
ELLE : ok I didn’t moved :p
MOI : I hope you didn’t plan to sleep early
ELLE : oh no if I have to I can’t not sleep of the night 😉
MOI : Well you know we sleep better in my bathroom
ELLE : yeah but your bed is maybe more comfortable
MOI : So you will negotiate it at 4am J
ELLe : haha ok
MOI : hahaha would it be better to let you sleep with your friend who snores ?
ELLE : none of my friends snore :p
MOI : lol don’t kill our Valentine’s excuse
ELLE : a no no I don’t kill it no worry :p
ELLE : btw 4am isn’t it late ? Meet me at à « club where I have been refused once since I am hurt » I will tell you when we are there
MOI : OKAY bb
ELLE : ok so I was there I don’t know why you didn’t come so I took a cab and sleep with my friend, good night c u soon !!! » She motivates me no more than that, I dunno there is not really a connection it can’t be explained, I hesitate to tell her that I moved in the North Pole.

In brief, the Valentine’s Day of the last year was more a success all the same. I shall tell you that another time.

Friday, 15 : date with a girl of Adopte in the afternoon (blond Pauline kind of working girl style). We caressed our feet in the bar at the end, we stayed something like 2 or 3h… She liked very much well me : I read it in the eyes and the physical language. I didn’t kiss her because she was distant at the time of saying goodbye and I retained certain lessons. Sometimes is better not to be thought of as a dead man of hunger, especially with thoses girls’ a little bit serious. Who « goes piano goes lontano » My slogan of the moment. And I believe that it is not so stupid with some. Needs that I qualify my game.

In the evening, I saw things really knackered. The evening was rotten, we returned to the club where there were the Swedish last week but nothing. It was boring to die except that there was 2-3 funny things all the same. I opened a girl by asking her “did you fart?” She was foreign and understood nothing … She absolutely wanted that I explain to her and everything she spoke to two-three cms of my face … instead of kissing her I told her that I was gay. I dunno why, I read it in The Game, I wanted to test. Bah, it was knackered but I leave at least with the pride to have made 30min of discussion to a not too bad girl by approaching her like that (who dares win).

Other news : I was released by one of my sexfriends, my preferred moreover, Marie who studies medicine. That broke my heart, to tell you everything. I quote « I am really sorry to answer only now. But it is because I thought for a long time about the answer which I was going to give you. I wondered what at the bottom of me I really wanted, and I believe that I would prefer that we remain just friends. You did absolutely nothing bad, and know that I really adored all the moments we shared, I felt very good with you but … Certain things there blocked me a little, and then I see good that it is not top for you to do with all my constraints of time, work … I am not very available. Once again I appreciate you a lot thus that would have pleased me to see you this weekend to discuss.. But I fear that if I spend the night with you I less feel at ease than usual and that does not take place as you would want it … It is my fault I know. And also my mother would not have appreciated I think that I do not see her on Friday knowing that on Saturdays she leaves with her friend for two weeks in Thailand and the fact that I have my periods… Know that it would hurt me that you never want to talk to me anymore because of that, if you want we can always meet to talk, if you do not want I shall understand. OK so, excuse me. » I had balls. I translate her message “It gets on my nerves that you do not want an official couple, now I found another guy who is then willing I prefer to give up everything with you and try with him because even if it is less good and even if I do not really know him, it is socially better admitted. In two weeks I shall not be with him anymore but well I am going to waste everything because of this FUCKING social pressure.”

Then, I fucked Precious Stone without condom, to let off steam. I abuse I feel dirty. In fact, I had difficulty in being hard, not eaten of the day and lack of excitement. Then she sucked me and there it came but here is to maintain it were needed at least good sensations then I gave in to the appeal of the vaginal abyss. Well, what reassures me it is that she told me « If you have something I kill you. I made the tests and I have not fuck since. Olalala what did I do?!” She felt very guilty and everything. Reassuring. Well, that tempts me to lay off all my sex friends and to start again in 0 with the empty testicles.

Small exchange with Crazy Pauline on FB, after the masks night :
– You kiss who you want no need to make me a report eh sir
– Well I admit . I kissed Lolotte then
– Good
– I guessed she liked me
– You guessed well
– well me too I like her a little but well I thought that she preferred my cousin (we tell to everybody that the Captain is my cousin and we wait that the fiction joins the reality)
– it’s OK you won’t complain ?!
– complaining about what?
– having kissed her
– lol . nope I was kidding . I didn’t kiss her , I lost her in the club . but now I know what I wanted to know

Saturday, 16 : the day before my birthday, I guess that I have just had my present early and it is ironic.

Beautiful Name : Hola how do you perceive the fact that we kissed each other on Thursday?
Moi : blablabla I cloud the issue. And you ?
Beau Prénom : I didn’t regret what happened on Thursday evening but I admit that I do not feel to be in a relationship with someone today for some reasons blablabla. I just look for friends.
Moi : okay I don’t wanna put you under pressure blablabla. I sexualize and tease her and tell her that she if don’t wanna kiss me anymore she just have to tell it.

Roughly : I screwed up, but I do not know how … Nor why. She maybe had the buyer’s remorse : she left happy and in one WE  with her parents she writes me some shit like that. That dreams up too much these small animals: why complicating what is simple ? The life is short even if we live in an overprotected society, we can die whenever or have some big annoy, then when there is a good moment to live, it is necessary to live it. It is in the movies of shit of romanticism that it makes a beautiful story when it is complicated and when we frustrate ourselves. But the life is not a movie MOTHERFUCKER. In brief, because of her state of mind, I believe that it is dead for me …

May the God of the Game be with us !

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I’m fed up of their girls’ manners who do not assume they want to fuck

11th February 2013,

Well. Yesterday, poeple have obliged me to drink… again. I swear you, that becomes a habit, and a bad one. Late, arrival at the Breton’s at about 10:30 pm: we persuaded her that the captain is my cousin and she dared to comment « Ah it is him who took the good genes then ». I was in another world around midnight and I think of having acquired alcoholic’s great powers because I have been teleported in one of my favourite bars by the city center. Good !

Answered present Hafid and the captain. I saw Chacha at a table not far: Chacha it is a girl on whom I broke my teeth in December. I had kissed her and everything, then had warmed her at my place but she preferred to leave meanly rather than having orgasms. A last-minute Resistance that I had seen coming, and that I did not know how to handle… and finally a lose-lose scenario. Big deal.

In brief, I saw again her, and having practically had no contact since this story (except for dates which she had meanly flaked at the last moment) I invited her to come drinking with us. She was with a friend not that cute who is here to make her feel more pretty thus I shall not talk longer about the subject. All this to say that it moved me to see her again like that, so cold and distant after the connection and passion we had. With her small air which seemed to say ” you will never have me, you will even never know if I am a good in bed or a starfish “. I also vaguely remember having seen the Coach of Marseille and having treated a girl of “diary unicorn”. The mysteries of the drink… Well, balek, at around 2 o’clock we abandoned them and we went to the same club as the day before : The captain, no here the night before, really wanted to approach Swedish.

Unfortunately, no Swedish on the menu last night but we tasted two German instead. One to whom I had already spoken yesterday who had a tall friend and cuter friend than her. Well, two blond cuties. In brief, the short girl already liked me the day before but the tall one was not interested in Hafid, then all this played against us. Except that this time, the captain knew how to catch her attention. They spoke a moment then the captain came to me “One thousand scubbles, she doesn’t stop talking about her boyfriend.
– But you want her or not ?
Yeah, she is OK (the captain is strangely very demanding for a guy who did not have sex since August… He probably tries to justify his abstinence by superior aspiration but it is bullshits)» Then I came to his girl and told her “You know french kiss?
– What (said with a very cute accent)?
– You know frenchkiss?
– Yes (said with a very cute accent)” and I pushed her on the Captain. They looked in the eyes a few seconds and kiss kiss. I made the dance of the victory around them!!! Then, I turned mine on in a dark corner. I dunno what I have with the foreigners but I like them. They always make me a lot of effect even if I rarely arrive to something with them!

From this moment, the evening became totally BNS (big nonsense). I swear, I saw not Catholics things :
– I saw Youyou, the fat guy of yesterday, taking two or three rakes by the same girl but always trying again then complaining that it does not work! He wanted that I compromise with him, the coward I meanly gave him up pleading to have to practise a cleaning oral according to the rule book. I have to take care of the relations between France and Germany.
– Hafid cleaned himself the nose and took out two very yucky pieces. I also saw the Captain making faces, imitating Führer in front of the German and everything. He is very funny this guy. A girl had looked at me in the eyes and diverted her trajectory until striking me supposedly casually … “Approach invitation” will you say, except that I laughed. She took it badly. Seriously, I’m fed up of their girls’ manners who do not assume they want to fuck. I don’t see why I would make efforts while they content with being totally passive.
– At the moment, I dunno why, the Breton stuck me to the wall. In fact, she was up against the wall and I back to her and we spoke to each other by turning the head. Except that at the moment I too much turned to tell her I-don’t-know-which-unhealthy-thing in the ear and she kissed me. I saw nothing coming, but I was drunk then I have kissed her back and I ran away by pretending to complain. It was nevertheless not so unpleasant but… quite legendary scene.
– I also explained to my German that we had to drink a tea naked at my home with her friend and the captain but it was not possible. In brief, not grave, they say that they will come to my birthday the 23. Having said that, I hope to fuck mine in the meantime (2 weeks it’s more than enough).
– In the kind funny scene, the Breton proposed her mouth towards Mytho, a buddy of Hafid (he adores making friend-friend with misfits) and she approached like to kiss him but she turned away at the last moment. I laughed. Really needs that I speak about Mytho because I have not did it yet (I just saw him 2 or 3 times in my life)… In fact, his girl is a model in Paris, from a rich family but we have never seen her, and she has not Facebook. His brother is the dealer of Orelsan, and so he knows him personally, but are no photos. Moreover he knows a lot of celebrities (but has no photos), lived a lot of adventures (but no photos), all the girls try to pick him up but he does not want of them, they are not well enough for him (but they do not remember him). And more…
– Then, we went to the smoking corner. We saw there the Breton approaching a guy. I sat on her knees and the captain next to her. And we splendidly screwed her luck: I licked her the arm by going in the neck up to her ear in front of the eyes of the guy, stunned. She said nothing. I then kissed her tits whereas the captain took them in his hands (through her T-shirt all the same). I dunno, the guy did not understand anything, and that amused us. Then we made fun of her and everything. It was funny. Hafid immortalized the scene.

The club closed. A waitress said “si vous auriez l’obligeance de sortir”. Not one not two that the captain answered “aviez”. He approached her and it was funny. She tried to justify herself and everything but no way, you don’t know how to speak, girl. It is moreover certainly why you are 25-year-old waitress. They make me laugh these idiots, people try to pick them up all night long so they feel powerful but seriously… The waitresses and the waiters, it is the same thing, passed certain age that is not glorious.

We also saw guys trying heavily to steal our girls. By leaving I put a hand in the bottom to the Breton and she touched my cock (through my pants).  We went out and she was approached by a ugly blond. English, I believe : “you return with me?” Told with an accent of shit in front of the club. “Yes”. She left with him… I did not believe it. Then, 5mn later realized her mistake and called us for help. We are too nice, we saved her.

I forget certainly things because of alcohol (I several times remember having said “fuck it’s a pity I will not remember it tomorrow”) but well. The main part is here. Kiss.

May the God of the Game be with you.

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I approached a lot of sets with lines which I would consider as legendary

9th February 2013,

Catastrophic beginning of night : exhausted by body-building + by the time school starts, I fell asleep on my bed and woke up at near 9:30 pm! The Captain and Padawan were already on their way to Aix, whereas I dragged in boxer shorts the empty stomach like a pale ghost who would haunt an old Scottish castle. I quickly cooked some pastas (it was that or I came down to the truck of pizza in underwear), I shaved this beard of 10 days I kept all this week in spite of me (I didn’t took a shower because I did not have time but that doesn’t bothers me and also girls often say that I smell good that has to be the pheromones) and I went down at top speed the staircases of my building (by taking the elevator).

Padawan and the Captain were a little irritated because I made them keep waiting 15 minutes in front of at my home. It doesn’t matter, I acted just like if it wasn’t important and it contaminated their state of mind: we moved on. First bar (rich people), we debriefed the week: the Captain has poked the same girls than me, did not fuck since August and Padawan is in lack of sex too.

Pokes, that works : without joking I poked about fifty girls and I had 16 answers and 5 friends’ requests and a lot of private messages. A real industry. I had even a date this evening, but I had badly looked at her profile and when I spoke about her to the Captain, he told me: « The face OK, but she is fat ». Zebbi, I had badly looked in my haste at poking everybody who moves … So I flaked her ! Balek ! She took for all the girls who pissed off me lately! Otherwise I have one fresh girl in reserve, I have her number, we send hearts and everything, she is really hot : Brown hair, tall, stylish and long hair, thin but with forms and a great first name. I dated her for Valentine’s Day, that promises ! I AM TOO ROMANTIC. Otherwise on Adopt, I have taken two numbers also! A profitable business. I am going to become a true cyber hunter : it is restful but deafening.

The second bar, it is there that I really came on stage. The cyprine-man in all his magnificence finally showed the real face. I approached a lot of sets with lines which I would consider as legendary :
– You have beautiful croup my mare, I would like to be astride you to win at the trifecta.
– I am master in these places, be allowed court and you will have audience in the court of king.
– You are not bad, I want to do things without delicacy to your ass.
The last line does not work, but thanks to both first ones: We were quickly surrounded with about fifteen people, among whom 3 funny girls and two shy persons. I have brilliantly taken their Facebook.

Well, Padawan had to go back home… so they both left as a matter of urgency and I joined Hafid and the Breton as well as their big but nice buddy, Youyou. Direction an Erasmus’s club, they took me by surprise and presented me a fait accompli: 10€ the entrance huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu… But open-bar then I was tempted, group dynamics and all this … I wanted shooters but the bar was full, so I had to resort to manners a bit unorthodox to give way to me.

I had to put 10 hands in the bottom to the same English before she turns around by laughing and sticks me a pépito in the mouth. Hafid told me « You can do what you want with her. » She stank of the mouth then I made nothing at all, I pushed her away and ordered a drink. I flirted with the Breton also, I dunno why but I told her «During my birthday, will you agree if I put you some alcohol on the tits and lick them?
– Yes.
– Are you kidding ?
– No, if you want. » Then here we are, we decided that it would be some champagne. Understand, Breton I like her very much as a party buddy… But if it is just for sex why not. Finally here we are, we put ourselves hands in the bottom during the evening and I kissed her tits at a given moment by surprise. She didn’t even looked irritated. But, I had something else to think for the moment: this clubs hurt my eyes. A pool of Erasmus, blondes, brunettes but especially blondes and tall and not ugly.

First of all, I spoke to a very nice Italian with beautiful eyes: Facebookclose. Then, go on the dancefloor, but without dancing, I am not gay… Did you ever see James Bond dancing in a club ? I spotted a group of tall blondes (Swedish) and I told to one of them « I love you.
– You’re nice.
– And you, do you love me ?
– Maybe in 15 minutes. Why me, you would have been able to tell it to 5 girls tonight?
– You are not a bad dancer.
– Thanks, and you ?
– I dance like a God but I prefer that we go have a drink.
– OK », go at the counter, we spoke our faces to 5 cms one of the other one, our noses contacted from time to time, it was sexy. Contact of lips, we returned on the dancefloor, danced together, and kissclose. Then Facebook close. (Or the opposite I remember).

One of her buddies was jealous and wanted to play the cockblock but I left her, he spoke and he didn’t notice it but I was discreetly caressing her back and her butt and everything, that made her laugh and the other idiot got nothing. In brief, we agreed with my Swedish to see again at my home to drink a tea (green tea with lemon) = I am going to do things without delicacy to her ass when she will come visiting me. Hafid has kissed too, a short but cute brunette. He noted my Swedish 7.5/10.

Here we are, then I decided to adopt the opener « je t’aime ». So here we are, the Valentine’s Day approaches and everything, I really want to have sex with the girl who has the beautiful first name. I really like her.

To finish, some nice lines this morning on FB :

WITH ONE OF THE GIRLS OF THE SECOND BAR:
–          Ah all right I thought that you were lesbian. But so much the better
–          Not at all lol
–          Lol I thought of that because you did not look very interested in my number yesterday. I said to myself “she probably do not like men”
–               Not I got nothing, I was tired lol and ill ahaha

This girl is a buddy of a girl with whom I fucked a few years ago. A bisexual (I shall tell you the story). And I think that they did it together, then that, that excites me.

WITH THE GIRL WHO HAS THE BEAUTIFUL FIRST NAME:
–          By the way, you will see it certainly in my text, you woke me up this night at 4 am !!!!!!!!
–          Our first night together. You snored  darling, not well!!!
–          Mddrrrr yeah all right it is beautiful, dreaming!
–           What do not tell me you do not remember!!!!!!! You smoked after love. And you slept against me and you snored. A small angel drooled on my shoulder lol
–          Sorry not I do not remember myself I had probably too much drink…

I sexualize since a moment but well there I admit that I was obnoxious. It was funny.

WITH THE SWEDE :
–          You slept well? Not too much dreamed about me!
–          I slept very well, thank you and you? No, not too much just a little
–          You imagined me naked????????????? I dreamed that we drink a tea at 4 pm
–          Really? I I have dreamed the same thing it’s a pity it will stay just a dream
–          Unless you come to drink a tea at 4 pm (I have some green tea and lemon)
–          Not bad that you remember. But I have forgotten to tell you that my sister will come today to visit me. I shall be occupied
–          OK. Then we do not see each other?
–          Not today. But I can not imagine myself that you leaves me so fast.

Looks like she wants my cock ? Not really, she did not make any counterproposal. In my opinion, she is just a player. May the God of the Game be with you!

PS : By going down le Cour Mirabeau, Captain and Padawan fell on two girls who returned them at their home with them. Padawan screwed one, the not very beautiful one while the Captain ate chips in the lounge. The other one, who was apparently less ugly, tried nevertheless to suck him but nothing to do. He impresses me for someone who didn’t have sex for a while.

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Sometimes I wish I had when I was younger the seduction skills I have today

4th February 2013,

Well, it’s been a while since I had not posted anything, shame on me… by way of purgatory to repair this slander, I am going to quickly tell you the last two weeks!

Continuation of the story with the 16-year-old girl : would you believe that the two guys I did not know who had come to my aperitif with the Breton told everything to Precious Stone (yeah they knew her : Aix is a little town) and as a consequence she did not want to see me anymore « so… you bang young girls, I don’t want to see you anymore, you’re disgusting »… ? Well, I didn’t try to defend myself, knowing that it was jealousy speaking. I would have been able to claim that not, that she was just a friend and everything but well… I have a chronic lack of tact which made me send « yes she came in my bed so we made love ». Notice how I skillfully am thought of as a victim in this sentence.

Thursday after these events: Padawan, the Captain Haddock (a buddy of Padawan who as looks like the captain in Tintin as two peas in a pod) and Julia (ex of Padawan) were present. We were drunk in a Corsican bar and we imitated their fucking accent, we saw a hobbit, set fire to the hair of a girl then we went to the reopening of this club which I despise cheerfully, but famous for its population, young sexy and full of coke. I have let a hand at the entry again (20€) but I enjoyed my night. I drank in the glass of the ex of Padawan but at the end of the 5th time she got annoyed and I got chewed out then I left towards more green pastures. I fell on Precious stone, accidentally in the club, then I warmed her and she was not necessarily against : she touched my cock, put her hands on my butt and everything. Well, at a given moment she made me hallucinate « do you have a condom ? » I really believed that I was going to fuck her in the club but finally when I took one out of my wallet, she said « forget it ». A whimsical girl if you want my opinion. A guy hallucinated by watching the scene, that made me laugh, it is already that. I saw again Mary too, the girl who had bled on my bed, the one who thought that we were a couple because I had fucked her once but who was disappointed well when I told her my scandalous medical party (I really have to learn how to lie). Since then, she had blocked me on FB and so I wanted to speak to her in face-to-face but she did not let me say anything and avoided me. That’s why it is important to be really clear from the beginning (and that’s what I do), the aim is not hurting women. The thing is that most of the time they don’t WANT to understand. Bah no prob, I was kissing Precious Stone in front of her to piss her off by way of punishment. Then, I got lost in the pit (or dancefloor for the close friends) where a girl fixed me, I fixed her in return but I did not speak to her and she left. What a dick I am : she was cute. In fact, at the moment I am in search of « routines » for when my brain is « OFF » because I would like to approach in automatic mode (my game is based on provocation…it is difficult to be original with 10 grams). In brief, by leaving, I have crossed Precious Stone in the changing room « It cannot be a coincidence !
– ahfkezhgksjdhgskjh (she was even more drunk than me)
– Kill yourself nasty starved pedophile (her roommate and best friend threw herself on me, bawling as a fishmonger and gave me fingers so, well, I did it back to her, it was funny). » After, I proposed fucking to Precious Stone but a black intervened « you’ve missed your luck, she is coming back with me ». He was a little aggressive and she did not react then, ben, I showed myself vulgar, I gave them a finger to all « MOTHERFUCKAAAAAAAAA » and I returned alone… With the head up but the testicles full.

On Friday, she sent me a text: Precious Stone wanted to fuck, that was urgent, the situation of the day before had excessively turned her on. Then, on the evening, ben, I took her up against her front door. It was very exciting except that at a given moment the condom left and I put her some unprotected back-and-forth before noticing it. I hope that it will not be sufficient for having caught a shit (answer in 3 months). With that said, it was all the same cool so then we fucked again on her bed and on her cooker. She reassured me when I knew that she had not even let the black of the day before kiss her : what a big shit this guy, another hopeful jerk who understands nothing to the Indicators of Interest nor to women in general. In the same style, one of the guys of the aperitif also tried to fuck her, he took out his cock when he walked her back home and told her “Precious Stone I want you now.” Fail. Last thing which made me happy, I fucked in the bed of her bitchy roomate.

Saturday : I saw Marie, my darling spoils love. We made brownies and while they cooked… I fucked her doggy-style on the table of the kitchen. She asked me if I had screwed without condom some other girls meanwhile by swearing on the Bible that she either had not made a bullshit but I lied because I wanted her so much. In fact I did not really lie, well, only the two back-and-forth in Precious Stone bothered me. For my defense, she sucks very good Marie, I am addicted. Then, we have a privileged relation based of the fact that she is the only one whom I take unprotected (I know that she is clean). I don’t wanna lose her.

Still on Saturday : we made the event Facebook for our bithday with Arnaud and Hafid then we went out at Place Richelme at night. Except that these two traitors left me at the time of 1:30 am then, ben, I went alone to the nightclub. It was cool anyway : I approached a set of two. Then, I have met and fucked again Marine the girl with the blue eyes of November… bam, same problem of condom but this time in position missionary. It is just baffling!!!!! Should I change mark or verify the size?

Well, the next week : search for internship and everything, I measured the city from top to bottom during 48 hours, I looked at the Nouvelle Star and I settled in a restaurant, Wednesday noon. I ordered a croque-monsieur then I left in search of the government-regulated Holy Grail. BIP BIP : In the afternoon I received a surprise message on Adopte « do you often come to XXX ? » it was the confectioner/waitress/maid who had recognized me. Then, ben, I invited her at my place this WE, for the Candlemas. This story of internship which I do not find perturbs me … Especially because if I have  still nothing on April 18th I am going to lose one year and shall not be awarded a diploma before December 2014… Then a shot in a baker would allow me to release a little of pressure. I guess, if she contacts me like that it’s because she likes me.

On Friday, small aperitif at Hafid’s place : this girl, Mélissa was there, a kind  of psycho if you want my opinion : at about 00 am, she had already removed the shirt of Arnaud, Hafid and mine. We were not necessarily against then here we were, we were passive. But seriously, she frightened me a little in fact, I not at all wanted to screw her. Finally I want to say, at the moment I have three quality Regular Fuck Friends (Marie, Marine and Precious Stone) then I am not going to force myself even if I have to recognize that she has beautiful eyes and that she is not the worst girl on the planet. I was so much not motivated that I guess that I had a nap on Hafid’s sofa…  We did not go out and at the end of the night when I woke up, we were JUST THE THREE OF US : her, Hafid and me. It almost turned into threesome especially that at a moment : I went to the bathroom and she joined me there and began to masturbate me in my jeans (I didn’t ask for anything). Hafid came to see what was going on and we acted casual (then I had not too much desire) then I said that I was going to leave. She said « me too » and convinced me that she was going to suck me in the staircase in the black in the corridor of Hafid. Well, I let her do but I felt that something was wrong. I felt a presence. I heard frictions against the wall, I was persuaded that we were not alone. Then I asked her to stop and everything then I switched on the light and we actually saw the neighbor of Hafid, a 35-year-old old man without hair who smoked his fag casually sat on the staircase ! Well, I was so to speak put down, the voyeurism it is check. Outside, hopeful Mélissa tried a « you come to my place ? » I said « no » And I returned without turning around. I was not in a mood. The air disgusted, she released a « farewell». It is true what, making me suck it is a thing but if the girl wants that I lick her and everything, it is another debate. On the other hand, I am well afraid of being corruptible by means of the blowjob.

On Saturday, the Candlemas : pancakes party with The Confectioner and the dreamteam (Hafid, his Breton neighbor, Arnaud) and captain Hadock and Padawan who didn’t stay long. The Captain Haddock is the buddy of Padawan that I like very much, he is very funny and he looks like my cousin I do not see any more a lot that then it builds links. In brief, during the meal, I sent a text to The Confectioner, and I gave her a discreet DATE in the black room (aka my bathroom but I did not changed the bulb for a long time) to do naughty things. Once inside, I asked her to show me her tits, just with the mobile which enlightened the room… It was sexy but she kept a certain distance thus I did not kisskiss her. Then here we are, since then, we send messages. I’m not saying she is a pure hottie (even if she is cute) then she looks like an adiot when she laugh but she is tall (around 5ft9) and looks like she is good in bed. Thus it is in negotiations…

At about 00:30 am, go to the pub and the clubs. In the pub, I have met Alex. Flash-Back : Alex was the hottie of my prom when I was in the UNIVERSITY INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY and additionally a good friend. She had a boyfriend and was faithful during the TWO-YEAR TECHNICAL DEGREE except during a short period when she and her guy (who also became my buddy) paused for I don’t know which dark reason. In brief, I made many neg with Alex, because she always was flatting me (and because it was the only technique I knew), and I believe that more I pushed her away and did not show my interest (while the other guys of the class showed openly that they had only a desire : destroying her pussy)… More I rejected her, pushed her away  and pushed her to the limits and more she was attracted. Finally, she made two-three things which consolidate me in this theory. She said all the time that she found me handsome (I am always fascinated to notice that I often am liked by the girls I really like and that I am almost never liked by those I don’t like), she made rise my quotation with the other girls by laughing to all my jokes and everything and then she stuck to me, let drag the hands on my legs, gave me the hand by walking in town, and one day at noon in a corridor she told me « Kiss me » another casual crazy thing to her certainly but I dashed wanted to take her there like that. Except that well, had my buddy and an another friend were two meters there farther and they would have probably found that strange then I said « no ». I was such an AFC. My friends hallucinated by seeing that I the plump young I put a rake to the hot girl of the class. Nevertheless, this rake which I put will haunt me forever. Finally she slept with a skinny guy I didn’t like. She had regrets. For my consciousness I repeat that the situation was not ideal nor anything finally I look for excuses but in the day of today I still regret my lack of testicles of when I was 18 years old. I find comfort by telling to myself that even the  handsome waiter and the DJ of the most prestigious club of the region gave up to her: I am probably the only one in the world who have put her a rake. Anecdote : physically and mentally, she reminds me of the girl of Toulon… but in brunette. Sometimes I wish I had the skills I have today. I am not maybe very romantic but I am sentimental.

Return in the current events : I kissed a red-head, and took her Facebook in the first club. I saw again Marine in the second and we kissed each other in front of the Breton, just to piss her off a little. Well, the Breton is not a girl who I try to pick up, because it is cool to have a girl in a group of buddies, that doesn’t bothers her to go speaking to girls to bring them to us… But well for a one night stand that would not bother me to put my head between her big tits.

All this to say that the situation becomes complicated … I have three sex friends what makes that even if I fuck them only once a week each: that leaves me fewer time and desire (motivation) to go hunting and that risks to feel the effects in my papers. Maybe that I should make a choice, and drop one or two (but keep Marie my love of course). Especially because I started again intensive sending of « pokes », and it seems good : I talk with 2/3 this week which do not look like against the idea to meet me to kiss me. Pokes are cool, you send a lot, 98% girls ignore you or offend you and 2% blow you. The game it is statistical, friends.

News of the girl from Toulon also, the one who is 16: she will come to my birthday apparently. Needs to say that I recently put her back the ideas to their place : « You know, I am probably not the only one, but a girl adrift, I find that terribly delicious. Kind of girl whom you want to take care of her and put back on the rails to make her the ideal woman…
– I am a fantasy.. I dunno if I have to laugh at it or to cry for it. »

To finish, I dunno what you think about this fashion of « Spotted ». In any case, I feast on it, I left bloody comments on the page « Spotted : Campus d’Aix ». Here is a memorable exchange :
– A girl called Léa : yeah spottez moi fuck ! Mouahah
– Me : I can poke you and take you doggystyle if you want, it’s the best I can do for you
– A girl called Alison : Less romantic
– Me : I can’t see what that has of more romantic saying that we want to doggystyle a girl but that we have not the testicles for approaching her IRL… Spotted encourages the small carpet beaters not going out of their comfort zone. Then they jerk off while writing a completely stupid text of two pages which would give even the runs to a poet. All this, hoping that their “soul mate” connects, recognizes herself, reads it, and have some respect for such a gay.

The cyberwomanizer tells you: Kiss kiss. May the God of the Game be with you !