I was intoxicated. I had far too many wobbly pops and was probably talking louder then I should have. I'm sitting with my buddies in a very mediocre bar that had been blasting terrible house music. I barely knew what anyone was saying. I spot a gorgeous brunette walking past my table. I stand up and touch her shoulder.

Me: Hi
Her: Hi, I have to get back to my friend.

I move in close as fuck, predatory almost, I'm in for the kill.

Me: You're sexy as fuck.
Her: Haha, thank you.

I was lost at this point, my intoxication removed my sense of smoothness I'm accustomed to when I'm only tipsy or sober.

We start talking about her career, and then talking about my schooling. I'm getting bored.

Mid sentence I start making out with her. At this point I have her. I start grabbing her ass, the only thought on my head is fucking. That's it. She can see it in my eyes.

The whole time we're making out, talking, whatever, keep in mind I'm close as fuck, completely in her space. She knew this is what I wanted, and what she wanted, I just, how do pick up artists say, made it happen.

After two minutes of making out, her friend spots her. Her anti slut defense kicks in.

Her: I have to get back to my friend.
Me: No, you have to dance, although I doubt you're very good. *Big smile*
Her: I'm really good! (Or something to this degree)
Me: Prove it.

I pull her to the dance floor, we start dancing immediately, I'm basically just standing there while she grinds my dick against her ass. I want to fuck the shit out of this girl.

Her friends start coming by and talking to her. I look at them like, "what the fuck is your deal" and shake their hands while she's standing there and smile. They walk away, I didn't think I'd handle the cock blocks that easy, but she's having so much fun I guess they'd be fucking assholes to pull her away.

As she's grinding me, I whisper in her ear: "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you tonight." She smiles, and then grabs my hand and puts it on her pussy.

I'd like to point out at this point that this girl wasn't nearly as drunk as I was, and she definitely wasn't dressed to fuck like most girls there. She actually quite the "good girl," but I realize more and more that's only a myth.

After I'm done groping her pussy, she slides my hand onto her tits. I feel my phone buzz, I look at it as my left hand is feeling her breasts, I forgot I invited another female over to my place. She says she's almost at my home. Anyways, I turn this girl that I'm dancing with towards me, make out again, this time for five minutes. I look into her eyes tell her I have to go but grab her number. Comically right as I get her number her friend yells "what the fuck! who is this guy!" I laugh in her face and walk away.

So. No fuck close with this lady, but it reassures a core concept when I'm at a club. Direct caveman "lets fuck" game works wonders. I've done this with numerous women of all status levels. I preffer the smooth underhandedness simply because it seems "cool," but I always get the greatest results thinking purely with my dick.

I simply look at her with this lust to fuck her like no other, tell her my intentions in the form of "you're sexy as fuck" or the classic apocalypse opener, and then move from there. I ignore any shit test and keep plowing until I get what I want from her. Seriously, this unleashes the sexual animal in her like no other, and you have to realize mostly zero guys do this shit.

Dope.

Seriously, this unleashes the sexual animal in her like no other, and you have to realize mostly zero guys do this shit.

Dope.

I was intoxicated. I had far too many wobbly pops and was probably talking louder then I should have. I'm sitting with my buddies in a very mediocre bar that had been blasting terrible house music. I barely knew what anyone was saying. I spot a gorgeous brunette walking past my table. I stand up and touch her shoulder.

Me: Hi
Her: Hi, I have to get back to my friend.

I move in close as fuck, predatory almost, I'm in for the kill.

Me: You're sexy as fuck.
Her: Haha, thank you.

I was lost at this point, my intoxication removed my sense of smoothness I'm accustomed to when I'm only tipsy or sober.

We start talking about her career, and then talking about my schooling. I'm getting bored.

Mid sentence I start making out with her. At this point I have her. I start grabbing her ass, the only thought on my head is fucking. That's it. She can see it in my eyes.

The whole time we're making out, talking, whatever, keep in mind I'm close as fuck, completely in her space. She knew this is what I wanted, and what she wanted, I just, how do pick up artists say, made it happen.

After two minutes of making out, her friend spots her. Her anti slut defense kicks in.

Her: I have to get back to my friend.
Me: No, you have to dance, although I doubt you're very good. *Big smile*
Her: I'm really good! (Or something to this degree)
Me: Prove it.

I pull her to the dance floor, we start dancing immediately, I'm basically just standing there while she grinds my dick against her ass. I want to fuck the shit out of this girl.

Her friends start coming by and talking to her. I look at them like, "what the fuck is your deal" and shake their hands while she's standing there and smile. They walk away, I didn't think I'd handle the cock blocks that easy, but she's having so much fun I guess they'd be fucking assholes to pull her away.

As she's grinding me, I whisper in her ear: "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you tonight." She smiles, and then grabs my hand and puts it on her pussy.

I'd like to point out at this point that this girl wasn't nearly as drunk as I was, and she definitely wasn't dressed to fuck like most girls there. She actually quite the "good girl," but I realize more and more that's only a myth.

After I'm done groping her pussy, she slides my hand onto her tits. I feel my phone buzz, I look at it as my left hand is feeling her breasts, I forgot I invited another female over to my place. She says she's almost at my home. Anyways, I turn this girl that I'm dancing with towards me, make out again, this time for five minutes. I look into her eyes tell her I have to go but grab her number. Comically right as I get her number her friend yells "what the fuck! who is this guy!" I laugh in her face and walk away.

So. No fuck close with this lady, but it reassures a core concept when I'm at a club. Direct caveman "lets fuck" game works wonders. I've done this with numerous women of all status levels. I preffer the smooth underhandedness simply because it seems "cool," but I always get the greatest results thinking purely with my dick.

I simply look at her with this lust to fuck her like no other, tell her my intentions in the form of "you're sexy as fuck" or the classic apocalypse opener, and then move from there. I ignore any shit test and keep plowing until I get what I want from her. Seriously, this unleashes the sexual animal in her like no other, and you have to realize mostly zero guys do this shit.

Dope.

Each girl has a different response curve, and that could even be moment to moment(mood to mood). So while this may work in the club when there is initial attraction or when they went out with the soul purpose of getting laid. Or even if they just need to get laid lately. Each girl is different as far as what they are made of sexually and so each needs a different response rate. This situation worked perfectly, but some of these kids shouldn't be this aggressive.

I'm just saying this won't work with every girl because they all respond differently. While I agree most of them have a serious desire to get laid, this doesn't mean they will be ok with that behavior, and even worse they may not want to meet that guy again after you get their number.

I love the style, I would just say this is for more the advanced student then beginners. Someone who understands how far you can go with what type of person, you get a feel for it.