Month: June 2014

September 21st 2013,

On Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday : It is in my boxer shorts in Mickey’s effigy and with a vile beard of 15 days that I revise my exams of accounting. I am strangely very put under stress and obsessed by the accounts of debit and credit. The lack of sex also begins to be CRUELLY felt, because stuck at my parents, I did not screw since the girl of the bodypainting. I even dream about it at night, then I sleep badly and I am unbearable. I pity my circle of acquaintances.

On Friday: yesterday thus, I sent a message to Virginie. I told her that I wanted her. Answer ” I have just gone to the osteopath and he told me no effort during 48 hours thus it is not possible”. My heart skipped a beat. By way of outlet, I sent to all the girls that I fucked and whose number I kept “do you have you a friend who needs to be filled?”

They have all, without exception, taken advantage of this shout of the heart to rub salt in the wound and patronize me. It is crazy, ho, as soon as you show a little of weakness, they try to stuff you instead of helping you. So I caught up the thing with a sincere text but which restores the order in the Universe “I want to fuck an unknown, to make her live the moment of her life, but I have no time to go out to pick up because I study for my exams”.

The good side of the business it is that I so established again the contact with Marie (my open relation of February) and she is OK tp go back to bed with me from time to time. So cool. That tempted me to shake me then I watched Tony Parker crushing the team of Spain. The second good news, I also managed to convince Virginie to come all the same (because the missionary is not considered as a physical effort by Dr Cyprine and she rather looked all right). An feverish “all right” thus, certainly because she was put under stress.

On Saturday morning: I received “euh I learnt a not excellent news this morning and I have complicated things in this connection with my mother. So I am not very motivated for this afternoon =/
– Okay ! I don’t want to oblige you to tell me about it if you don’t want to! Just tell me if you cancel or not
– So much the better because I have no desire to speak to you about it. Euh well I dunno, I don’t want to kill the mood.
– Kill the mood ? What do you mean ?
– Well, we can’t say that I am in a very good mood.
– OKAY, I see. Well that’s up to you to tell me if you think that it is better to change to you the ideas or to stay at your home…
– Hem, seen like that… I am going to try to motivate myself but I promise you nothing.
– I thus have not the impression that you really want it…
– It’s complicated =/
– I know it’s complicated. The problem with your mother on one side. Well yesterday you wanted to cancel because of the osteopath. I suppose that you have 1000 questions in your mind but isn’t it simpler to come and see by yourself ? Acting has never created real regrets, not acting yes, on the other hand. I need to know to get organized in the afternoon… 🙂
– It is more the Not Excellent News which put me in a bad mood than my mother. OK. I am going to write and I think that I will feel better later. Long live to the introspection!
– Okay tell me then
– No no, I planned to keep you waiting, that seems obvious =P
– Lol =p Well I am going to organize like if you were coming then because I think that it is the most intelligent thing to do in this situation:)
– One thing’s for sure, you master rather well the art of the persuasion rhetoric. Especially about the contain of the message.
– I don’t try to. It is just that it seems to me to be the good decision. Otherwise every time we will plan to see each other you will have a dose of stress which will make you doubt. But the introspection will tell it to you as well as me… I am sure =)
– Nope in this case that is not at all about stress. Ah well I will tell you that. Sometimes that helps and sometimes not. Suspense!
– Yes
– Well writing did not solve my problem – at the same time it is logical – but I feel a little better.
– That’s fine! and in addition we are going to try to change your ideas:) see you later then

Two little words about this TEXTING-GAME: we apply the same rules by message than during a communication IRL. Namely: we use the same smiley(s) than her to create report. We show some detachment and we make her understand that we are a busy man. We oblige her to go in the rear and to assume if she really wants to cancel and we don’t let her force us into error. Important : never admit that we use processes of influence. Otherwise, I think that she was very put under stress and dreaded sleeping with me thus she was tempted to use any excuse to cancel. Certainly to test my motivation too. Why I accepted her whims? The reward was simply worth it there. If she comes, we are going to do naughty things. If the only reward was a coffee or a meal, I would simply have answered “too bad” to her first message. But I like this girl. Thin, cute, blue eyes, VIRGIN, respectful and motivated. A little bit strange that she chose me but she certainly wanted a confident guy who knows a minimum of things more rather than a fag half virgin like she sees a lot of it in her faculty of literature. Two virgins together, what an horror after 16.

She arrived at about 2 pm as expected. I then started to warm her in the lounge. Then cunnilingus in my bedroom. I asked her if she preferred to rise on me and to put it herself or if I put it to her, she told me to do it. Everything went well, she did not have pain and even took some pleasure during her first time. In fact, I had probably broke her hymen last time, I think that is why she had no pain today. Later we recovered from this effort by watching The Lion King 2. In the middle of the movie, I caressed her again then almost led her to the orgasm. I have taken her again, her small quite firm body excites me as much as the body of the cutie from Toulon (or even more). I really want to see her again regularly and to make of her one of my sources of affection. As would say Aurélien, it is “with the blood of a virgin” that I wrote these “devilish verses”.

Cherry on the cake, when she left, I photographed her.

Like Nico would say “for me it was a shitty week, so imagine what I think about yours”.

NB: I had sent her my long monologue about the dating sites in July.

September 27th 2013,

Virginia had her first orgasm !

May the God of the Game be with you !

September 13th 2013,

I have almost been flaked by little Virginie but she eventually came to see me. The poor girl was put under stress, it was necessary to reassure her. I do not really realize anymore how much it is difficult for a beginner to go out of her comfort zone to make love with an unknown. It is way easier to stay at home reading a book… but it is impossible to have the satisfaction of having moved on in her life otherwise. Not doing what we really want to do at the bottom of us while we could very well, I call this “weakness.” She wasn’t weak.

The etymology of the first name Virginie is something like “pure/virgin”. I had kissed her in front of The Lion King last week, we had undressed and I had licked her. She thus came watching the end of the movie, and getting a massage. I have undressed her again (she is still hot) and approached her of the orgasm… Then I suggested making love, and thus making her lose her virginity. Her answer : “I really want you but I can’t”. She took advantage of it to tell me that she was on her period. Cold shower. But I do not give up so easily.

After many discussions, she told me that I could take off her tampon. Bad luck, when I wanted to catch it, it broke inside. I thus left for expedition to find it then I took it off. A little bit gory, I have never had to do that before, but we laughed at it.

I asked her if she wanted me to put a condom. Answer: “it is better”. Obviously it is better, I even wonder why I ask the question. Then, I approached her vagina, I don’t really know if I penetrated her or not, ” it hurts too much, stop, I don’t want any more”.

I tried to tell her to shake me or to suck me or whatever but nothing to do. “It is the 3rd time of the week that I feel guilty : Two guys told me that they were in love with me but because I am not polygamous I rejected them, and you tell me that I frustrate you… sorry”.

The subject is the following one: did I penetrate her ? Am I a not delicate person ? On the other hand, I do not really know what different I shall have been able to do ? Besides, she arrived at 3 pm and left at 5 pm for her buses : we had a problem of time.

Fortunately, she said that we would see again each other next week, if I was OK. I think of making her jump on me so that she put it inside of her alone.

Then yeah, we could wonder if it is not a waste of time, getting bored with these problems of virginity, and so why not just nexting her ?

Yes but no. It is without taking into account the human dimension. First of all, because it is necessary go 2 minutes in her skin : if for once that she makes a step towards the guys, I rejected her, that would have been able to traumatize her. And don’t forget that it is an honor to be chosen to be the first one. Then, I have no problem with making efforts if the other person does the same, I just don’t want to be the only one. Finally, because I feel a strong connection with her. I want to say, she attracts me physically she is cute and everything. But there is something more… First of all, she has an enormous IQ and good emotional sensibility too, thus she is a superior intelligence and I like that. Then, she is really mature for her age in spite of her sexual inexperience : I have the impression to speak with somebody of my age or more (that it is because she reads a lot and because her parents separated and work a lot so it is her who takes care of her family). To finish, she is a pearl of purity: she does not drink, does not smoke, does not take the pill, she eats healthy and not too much (I think she is going to LOVE sex to compensate if you want my opinion), she has problems but remains positive and reads my blog. In brief, she is a very good genetic environment for possible genes of Cyprineman Junior! Roughly, I admit that I like her very much, she has something special in my eyes, I’m not saying that everybody would like her but for me she is very good, in addition she doesn’t look like against an “open relation” and all this frightens me a little! Me in the other hand, I do not risk to wimp out for once that I find a girl I really like (even if we seem to be two opposite (libertine/virgin) we are alike on quite a lot of points!) Time will tell…

May the God of the Game be with us !

September 9th 2013,

On Wednesday evening, because I had no fresh plan, I connected on Facebook, the hopeful heart. I commented on the new profile picture of a girl of my age I have in my friend list for something like 4 or 5 years. I had picked her up on Badoo ages ago and we spoke to each other once a year, by saying that “yeah, we should meet, I tell you when I am free”. For 3 or 4 months, I guess a renewed interest: she regularly comments on articles which I posts and agrees that doggy style is awesome.

On the photo in question, she was photoshoped : a strip of painting around the eyes then I wrote an innocent “yeah we should do a session of bodypainting”. This opening gave rise to a discussion by private message and a daring date, on Sunday, yesterday at 3 pm.

I went to buy some bodysuit-paint for the occasion: I thus waited a return on investment. For her part, she came with a cover and brushes. I had no idea what I was going to do to her until I see her, but I was not disappointed. Scrap of a woman, she is hardly more than 5ft25 but cute and sexy. Her long brown hair and a little curled like a wild girl which fell on her very suntanned skin reminded me a lioness. I thus decided that she would be my feline. When I announced it to her, this idea pleased her, I believe that she even mewed at this moment. That inspired me a lot : very sexy!!!

Once in my room, we a spoke little (around 30 minutes) and we agreed that it would be better to reflect stark naked. We play rock-paper-scissor to decide who will be the first to undress, it made me hard because I lost. She then removed her clothes one by one and I admit that I enjoyed my life. This is exactly why I game : A stomach so flat than I guessed her abs, firm tits perfect for my hands and a butt quite sexy.

I learnt a little more about her, she is from a family of people freed sexually. Her brother is a street stripper, she spends her summers in le cap d’Agde and goes regularly to libertine clubs : she is a very good investment. We discussed to know if in partner-swapping clubs it is seduction or not, “undoubtedly” according to her. Other interesting thing, she does not kiss easily “I certainly sucked more guys than I kissed. Some people tell me : fuck you have just given a blow job to me and you don’t want to kiss me?!”. Something else about which we spoke, she made an internet profile of cute guy and tried to pick up girls… Conclusion: she is in total agreement with my article on the subject: it is really very difficult to get out even if we are good looking, because most of the girls are shy, afraid and only here to boast. Of course, they will not admit it and some will not even do it consciously.

While I got down to make of her my work of art, I always touched her in a pseudo-innocent way to make rise the sexual tension. The result was really not bad, I made her black tasks, some red around the mouth like if she had just devoured a poor gazelle, and finally a big fluorescent yellow mark on the right buttock (the signature of the master), for fun.

For her part, she made of me a blue robot, my brain was connected with my sex by electric cords. When she painted around my sex, she said “I have never been so close to a sex without sucking it”. I said nothing, tried nothing, did nothing to break this sacred tension. Moreover, we should always get naked for an Internet date: the current passes so well then, it is something way more honest.

After the session of painting, she wanted to take photos (of me, her, us). She wants to put it on her blog then I had to hide my sex with a hat. I had fun making it hold thanks to my powerful phallus, but fuck at the end of 4 hours, my dick fell a little… so the hat fell too. She said, “I am going to help you a little” kneeled down and sucked me during 1 minute. It was so good after all this expectation! We put back in place the hat and made the famous photos then “I am sorry for just now”, she kneeled down again and finished the work. I have to admit that she knows her business, she swallowed me by saying “very good taste”. Flattering !

After that awesome moment, I lengthened and licked her up to the orgasm. She suckedme again, this time seated on a stool, then our respective paintings mixed in a carnal embrace (me on her, me under her and standing doggy style). She likes the balance of power, very good, me too.

When we went out of our bubble : 9:30 pm!!! It is incredible how the afternoon had passed fast. Really interesting temporal phenomenon of distortion. On the other hand, I didn’t work, and I felt guilty, I have to lock myself all this week to catch up and make a success of my final exam which will take place at the end of October.

In the evening, she suggested paying me a pizza if she could stay the night. What a deal. We had a walk in town to get some fresh air, we spoke a lot… she compared the street pick up with the street art because she sings with the guitar and improvise things. Then we returned, she has sucked me again and I have licked her again. This girl knows so well how to play and gives so much that I want to give to her a lot too in return. This morning in the awakening, we have done it in 3 or 4 positions. Balance sheet : she came 6 times and me 4. It is way better with girls who feel sexually at ease and know their body.

On the other hand, I am afraid of having shocked my new roommate. Oh, she needs to become used to it, eh. That one is not going to piss me off. It is necessary to say that I miss my ex-roommate a little but fuck he is in the nick for drug trafficking.

It was awesome, I really want to see her again ! May the God of the Game be with you !

PS : as I write this FR, she has just sent me a mp3 that she recorded for me without I asked her anything. What an artist! In brief what she says in this song it is that she was fucked well and that inspired her! Coming from a girl who has a lot of experience like her, I appreciate all the more the compliment!!!

Vidéo : http://youtu.be/WYpc5H8kXlk

PS 2: I wrote some times ago that the girl “lambda” could not appreciate the confidence as an attractive quality. In fact, what I meant to say is that she can be attracted for example, many girls are attracted by Chuck Bass. But because he is inaccessible… if they had him in front of them, many would chicken out : social pressure, stress, feeling uncomfortable with her body, has blockings, is intimidated, is afraid of not being good enough in bed, etc. And they would throw this frustration to his face! That’s the truth ! Of course, it does not necessarily mean that all the girls would like him, but among the girls who would like him, he could fuck not all of them. Taking the plunge would need notch, except that, few people have it. This is the concept of the “comfort zone”.

Colonel Cyprine to the report,
September 7th 2013,

It is with the dick still hard that I write you this FR. I think that I kissed thanks to the karma (or to the King Lion). I explain to you. I was at my parent’s this morning to study better my exams when, around 7 o’clock, I heard a big BANG and a distant voice “help, help”. A guy had just crashed in the crossroads in front of the house and he was stuck in his car. I got up and saw some smoke to the window then I called fire brigades… they asked me a lot of questions and treated me like if I was a guy who had just that to do in his life to indicate wounded persons who do not exist. There are probably a lot of idiots outside who enjoy making them jokes, it is dismaying. Then, I ran through the road to see the guy and speak to him, he was a little bit conscious but I didn’t dare to touch him. Anyway, it is necessary not to, I think I heard that. In brief, they deigned to send a car of patrol who then called a bigger one. They cut the car and took him out by the roof. I like believing that I a little saved the life of this guy. Especially that, among my neighbors, I was the only one to move, to call… later, some people came watching, but fuck it was necessary to act quickly. That really moved me all this then I came back to Aix. In brief, I a little regild my karma which needed it at the moment, and it is maybe why I met a girl I liked very much. The story now.

I re-did my profile AUM at the beginning of the week and I spoke with Virginia on Adopt, then texts and we agreed on a date to watch THE KING LION together. God knows how we came there to speak about that, but I was in shape and the hour was late then I pushed the vice until asking her if it would not be better to watch it in underwears. She said yes, and she added that many things are better in underwears with this heat.

She had a birthday before and she came at 5:45 pm knowing that she had to take the bus at 7:15 pm : last delay to return at her home. Hard, but well, I accepted the crenel, knowing that it’s better than nothing. At set time, in front of my intercom, a very thin brunette extremely flat stomach with a tiny ass and great legs and boobs as I like it. Really good rank from the back, cute face with green eyes. In brief, I enjoyed my time, knowing that she had not FB… I had taken a risk.

I drank a tea and her a hot chocolate then direction my bedroom for the movie. I told her “so, you undress or not ?
– as you want.
– ok, so yes.” She laughed. In front of the film, I took her hand, she said nothing. I touched her boobs, she said nothing. I ventured into her breeches. I have licked her, she liked it. I put a finger into her, that was OK but two that hurt her . Weird, it was quite squeezed, it made me hard. She was passive, she let me do, but that’s it.

I tried to remove her bra but she said to me “no I am not ready for that, we cannot do it.
– why ?
– I didn’t imagine my first time like that.
– do you want me ?
– Yes, I would have difficulty in lying in this position”. Punchline !!! So, I kissed her softly, I went down on her again. I removed my boxer so she shakes me or whatever but no way she didn’t want to touch it. As a result, I licked+fingered her, certainly the first time of her life at the age of 19, she said to me that she would like to become a little more debauched and that she liked it very much. My sex penetrated into her slightly through her shorty but nothing more to do. Having said that, bodies like that, I want it every day. I have just walked her back in the bus. I don’t know if I hastened her too much or not…

It would be not really ethical to take her virginity and to kick her out of my life but if I see her regularly and if I teach her things (intensive sexual training) ? Her concern by leaving, it was what she was going to say to her friends, friends who had formally forbidden her to see me… and she met another guy on Adopte who would like to go farther with her. Yeah, I take shortcuts when I can. But there, it was quits or doubles. It worked so much the better, I roasted the line.

In her bus, she wrote me that she had liked the sensations of what I did to her. That pleased me as far as I also liked her. We shall do better next time ! There is all the same something weird : that girl knew very well what I was going to do by coming, and she blocks. Except for this schyzo side, she is charming. Well, needs that I go masturbating to recover from it. I am frustrated. But I forgive her because she made big efforts also from her part!

May the God of the Game be with us !

September 6th 2013,

I would have liked beginning by speaking to you about the war in Syria but it is true that it has nothing to do here. Then I am rather going to tell you the party of yesterday.

11pm, departure with HAFID for a MEDICAL party. The first one of the year, I heard that it is necessary to do not miss that, we will see. Needs to know that we praised a lot to me the virtues of these evenings, because I am not at all a medical student. The club was full, all the presales were sold, we could not come in without. Fortunately, I have buddies I knew through the Game, who are student in surgery, who had bought us some. 10€ for an evening of debauchery, that is worth it… in theory. The theme was the beach, I had a green polo which I would never have thought of wearing one day to go to a nightclub and a straw hat.

I approached some girls by asking them “do you wanna play with me?” or “are you a good kisser?” But I fell only on silly bitches “yes I am a good kisser but YOU will never taste it”. No prob, you should never loose courage. The wheel of Fortune is always turning.

After establishment of an eye contact, I went to speak to a brunette. I kissed her in 1 minute on the dancefloor but I didn’t try to have more, certainly because I was not in a good momentum, then I simply left. I found myself in a line with a girl who came on me, propelled by I don’t know which girl in underwear. “Are you hetero?
– Yes.” And SHE kissed me. Classic intro will you say. The thing is that in addition I moved on with “did you make love today ?
– no.
– Do you want to ?
– oh yes”. So I took her by the hand and said “we go in my car ?
– if you want”.

Except that it was just 2am and except that at the exit the bouncers tried to make me fail “IT IS ONLY DEFINITIVE EXIT”. She wanted to stay with her friends but “you don’t leave without me, okay ?” (that’s what she said). During this time I was on vacation in the club, I saw Hafid approaching a fine-looking four-eyes and kissing her. Well done. I saw one of the surgeons kissing a girl and a cockblock (ugly friend) stuck them then with the other surgeon we caught her and we kicked her ass with losses and crash. It was funny.

At around 3 o’clock, I found my almost sex friend. “We go now and come back later.
– No I am still going to stay a little.
– C’mon, it is the adventure, this is the way we make memories…
– OK I am going to warn a friend then wait for me here “.

We walked 10 minutes to join my car, she didn’t stop asking me what is my first name and what I do for a living “Do I ask you so many questions me? I shall tell it to you later. At the moment I realize your fantasy of the unknown, you will thank me later…
– I don’t usually do it.
– I know, me neither.”

I destroyed her in missionary and not very practical doggy style because the ceiling of my cyprinemobile is rather low. Hafid who had returned to the car was waiting outside… He told me that the car was full of vapor and moved. He probably saw my ass in close-up in the window, so classy. Then I took her FB for fun and I got dressed again in the street. The good news is that I put the condom YEAHHHH.

Return at our home. This morning, alarm clock at 1 pm, the rain knocked on the window and I opened, because I adore when it is wet.

May the God of the Game be with you !

August 18th 2013,

Sometimes you’re sit on the Cours Mirabeau with friends and sometimes tourists walk past you. Then sometimes, this group speaking English gives a look, and you don’t really know why nor how but you get up and you go there, unguardedly… Just like an obvious fact. Sometimes one of the foreigners is a tall blonde with blue eyes with a body just taken from Gossip Girl that leaves you speechless… Girls like that really exist in the real life ?! But you succeed in articulating some words and, in the course of the discussion, you find some common points (like the practice of the dickslap (just kidding)). She tells you that she is unfortunately going to go back to her country where people wear kilts the next day and that thus, it would be useless that she gives you her number.

Sometimes, you return towards your buddies and they are laughing at you (it is just that they would have liked having the balls to try their luck but did not dare then they pretend to be over that while they masturbate every night… so sad). For your part, you do not consider what has just taken place as a rake… seriously, too much ego is useless. Especially that, dramatic turn of events: the girl comes back to you, taps you on the shoulder and explains that, finally, you can see again each other again at the end of the summer because she is going to come back two weeks in Aix. Nice. The girl maybe wanted to see if you were going to be a needy guy who was going to annoy her or if you are a guy comfortable with himself who agreed to respect her decision whatever it is. But you do not really believe in it over the moment: you know that the promises of most people have no value.

What a surprise when, some times later, she calls you.  A hottie who is not begged, it is remarkable. Remark, it is not the girls comfortable with themselves who are the most difficult… I have the impression that The Game was created to make a sorting and allow us to seduce this kind of girls. Indeed, it teaches us to become more confident and everything but it is not the girls with problems who can appreciate to feel this kind of energy. It frightens them, intimidates them, makes them jealous, etc.

Date in a bar, at 10 pm. She is tanned, white dressed. Her low neck reveals you a breast like we only see it in movies and her tunic presents you two magnificent rounded legs. She acts more and more tactile, like if you had weeks to be caught up. Sometimes, nights promise to be hot… Then, you move in a club and your mouth is wildly assaulted by a bagpiper. Your jeans becomes suddenly too small for you, like if you had been operated to enlarge your penis. She drinks and dances, getting closer more and more. She arrives little by little at the ethylic point of no return. She makes funny comments “you have an angel’s face but you are the devil in fact”. She asks you to walk her back at her home. You walk straight ahead and support her in the street so much she is drunk, but are proud of you all the same to return a world-class beauty. She opens the door, and once at home…

I insist on this fact : she removes HERSELF her tunic, so finding herself in underwear. It is just when you unfasten her bra that she opens your jeans and kneels down spontaneously. Damned, what a blowjob ! The excitement due to her beauty makes it one of the best of your life. She suckes but doesn’t want to fuck, so, you go back home by realizing that your sperm cells are going to take the plane soon… When two badgers call out to you and take you out of your trance to piss you off “it was you the guy who was with the too hot blonde in the club, right?
– Yep.
– Fuck she was too hot. What did you do with her ? Did you destroy her fucking ass ?
– Just walked her home. That’s it.
– Ah OK I said to myself well that she was too hot for you. Can you give us her address? We will fuck her, we are not gays !
– But… she is not French ?
– No prob. I give language courses. »
You give a false address to these two bad-mannered jerks, by giving them a condescending smile. You did well: it is the only thing they deserved.

To return to Alicia, she will never answer your SMS post-blowjob… and when you will add her on FB, your attempt will find only a single echo « I am too much ashamed. I was so drunk. » I preferred her when she was shameless… End of story, one more who does not assume, nevertheless the embarrassment was only in her head!

The morality it is: dare, that leads to everything. Then that allows to make one crowned reserve of memories for your old days …

May the God of the Game be with you !