I can't remember if I've already posted this before but even if I have I've just added a whole new section to the 2nd half of it breaking down a lot of the beliefs that allow me to manifest such crazy sexual experiences.
This happened on the 2010 Eurotour (
http://www.thenaturallifestyles.com/eurotour/)
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Travelling between Prague and Siófok was uneventful apart from James opening the door for a smoke during slow moving traffic, and us gliding past a young hottie and her dad.
“Heyyyyyyy…' James drawls, dragging on his cigarette, the epitome of ironic Hollywood hyper-cool. They smile and wave back. “Well, that’s my approach for the day guys.”
After a 6-hour drive from Prague we arrived at the shores of Lake Balaton.
We’re travelling in style for this trip, so James has booked us classy apartments in every city. From our balcony overlooking the main square, we saw three thick set Russian guys, all with soviet tattoos...one with a HUGE gold chain around his neck...and one with a baby in a towel! Such weird accessories for mid-20s looking tough guys at the beach.
After dinner, I was WRECKED. I just lay down for a second on the bed and before I knew it, I was fast asleep. Apparently it took me 10 minutes to wake up, even when the other guys brought a boom box in my room and were dancing and yelling and shaking me. I struggled out of bed and stumbled downstairs, still half dreaming. Gradually I got my energy back and we checked out the local nightlife. There was just one long strip, with heaps of free open bars all playing European techno. The vibe was ‘intense party zone’, like schoolies in Brisbane or spring break in USA.
It was frustrating as a musician, because there would be 4 clubs in a semicircle all facing each other (same setup as a food court in a shopping centre but with clubs) and all of them were blasting this eurotech dance stuff, at different tempos, in the same direction. So you would be listening to 4 songs at the same time; it was either very postmodern, or just plain fucking annoying.
My student for the night was Jack, a bloke from Sydney with a typical broad accent and a larrikin Aussie vibe. He was sitting outside with a short cute brunette who spoke slow, limited English. Her friend was this absolute stunner, tall blonde with big tits, (her friends called her "barbie"), she probably has one of the most amazing bodies I have ever seen.
I said to James “Okay, I’m willing to wing Jack and take one for the team by fucking that blonde...just to distract her so her can fuck her friend, of course.” I love my job.
I went and sat with them. The blonde literally spoke zero English, but this was cool because it allowed me to communicate with her non-verbally. I grabbed the little plastic sword that was stuck in her big tropical drink, and started tracing it over her arms. She grabbed it off me and did the same, so without having said anything we're already sensually touching each other. I get her to take off her glasses and I put them on, make some suggestive faces and she does the same. Then we grab the straws and start sword fighting.
Under the table I’m running my hand up and down her leg. It was a really good energy, a cool non-verbal experience. It just shows how little you really need to talk if you can communicate in other ways.
She says she has to go dance, and I was still exhausted, so I let her go. Me and Jack bumbled around a bit after that, waiting to see if they would bounce with us to the hotel, but it was the blonde chicks birthday and she wanted to keep dancing all night. I think I didn’t do the seduction any favours when I went inside and stood next to them without dancing, she was giving off this vibe like “Hey you idiot, how about you grab me and dance with me” but I was not in the mood for pretending like I enjoyed dancing while half asleep.
I saw the potential outcomes, and I wasn’t willing to risk spending 30 minutes dancing with them just to get in her pants when I was that tired. There were plenty of other girls. Jack got his girls number, and we left. They’re staying at the lake too so hopefully we'll see them tomorrow.
We decided to go for a stroll down the strip, and after encountering mafia dudes pushing us into strip clubs and this big fat Boris looking chap with a huge fuck-off snake around his neck, we walked past two ladies, one tall brunette and a shorter one with lighter hair and big blue/green eyes.
I opened with the best opener ever. “Hey girls.”
We started chatting, they were very friendly. Eventually I suggested that the clubs were more quiet than usual because it was Sunday and everyone was in church, and then I said “Lets go to church.”
They said okay and we started walking. Obviously this was just a reason for us to walk towards our hotel. We ended up paired off into couples pretty quickly. The girl I was talking to was named Gobby.
The vibe was awesome, lots of light fun flirting, teasing, we were all enhancing each others night. We walked past this coin machine called 'box4sex' which was a punching bag, and if you hit it hard enough, condoms, edible G-strings and a cock ring came out. We got a photo with them in front of it, me urging them to be sexier with their poses.
Sex came up in passing a few times during the walk, and the way me and Jack spoke about it/interacted with the topic was very positive. This wasn’t some sexualizing routine, this was just our core selves/inner truth’s shining through in the moment. The vibe the girls picked up was 'these guys are cool with casual sex, awesome'.
I asked my girl to marry me, she said no, but we joked around about it for a while. It set a fun and playful tone for the interaction.
After walking for ages, I turned and asked Jack “Umm is this the right way?”
and he said “No dude, the hotel is back that way. I thought you were going somewhere else!”
We walked back in the other direction, and missed the turn off AGAIN. The girls were still cool just walking up and down with us so that was an awesome sign.
It’s so funny because someone mentioned the word 'game' today and it’s such a contrasting idea to what happened last night. There was no 'gaming' of the chicks, all we had to do was go talk to some girls, be ourselves, and let the fact that we've developed and cultivated our personalities that make leading to sex easier. The self-evident fact of us just being cool normal guys did the work for us.
They could sense who we were (cool guys up for casual sex) and that made every other aspect infinitely easier.
Eventually we got back to our place and led them to the pool. This was a moment where me getting more comfortable with my body paid off. It was clear we were gonna get in the pool, the energy was there, but it was all uncertain how naked we were all getting. So me and Jack just started stripping down, shoes first, the girls followed, then I just threw caution to the wind and took off my pants down to my jocks. Dresses and skirts and jeans started coming off, and once me and Jack were in our jocks the girls said “Oh! Good idea” with a sigh of relief, and stripped down to their underwear too. They’re thinking “Cool, these guys aren't gonna be weird about it. Glad we're on the same page...we all know we wanna all see each other naked anyway so lets not fuck around about it.”
It was a turning point for me, because I used to wear t-shirts too the pool to hide my slim, untanned body. The difference now is not that my body has changed much (sure I’ve hit the gym and put on a BIT of weight but its still nothing special)...the difference now is how I see myself. I am a sexy guy, and that is not just related to having a sexy body.
In the past I’ve been with some girls who didn’t have perfect bodies, maybe they were a bit chubby or didn’t have a perfect tan or had small tits, but because they felt sexy and didn’t act weird about it, it didn’t matter. And I’ve been with girls who've had near perfect bodies, who have been weird about it, shrank away shyly, put their hands over their tits after their top came off, asked to turn off the light etc. which are all a big turn off for me. Being comfortable in your own body is sexy in itself, and it’s also about where you direct the energy/attention. If you're caught up worrying about your body, your missing out on opportunities to create sexual chemistry and tension.
We splashed around in the pool, I touched my girl a few times, running my hands over her body as I was talking to her. She didn’t really reciprocate, and moved away. It was still a good fun swim but she was giving me mixed signals. It’s clear to me now that she just didn’t want it to get heated in front of the others.
At this point, I realized we needed to get them separated. It was very difficult though as they were very non-compliant to any attempt to separate them. I said to the other one ”Hey, why don’t you go inside and help Jack with the towels?”
“No, he’s fine” he replied with a smile in a chirpy tone. She was playing dumb.
We dried off, and sat by the pool. We had fun sitting, chatting and joking around. I told Gobby what her name meant in English (slang for blowjob), she laughed and said she'd prefer to be called Gabriella from now on.
We joked around a bit more then there was an awkward silence, I could see the girls were tense, so I said “Lets go inside for a drink.” This released the tension, they were thinking “phew, good idea”. It’s like they were freaked out for a second that we're gonna be pussies about it and not escalate, and then when we did push the seduction forward they're thinking “Good, these guys know what they're doing, we can trust them to lead this all the way to sex.”
We went inside, and ended up sitting around a table in the dark drinking vodka. I put Guns ‘n’ Roses on my iPod, but the vibe was still dead. I was just sitting there thinking ‘fuck, why are these girls making it so hard to separate them'. I made a few attempts to take my girl to my room, suggesting I show her some music, but she didn’t comply.
After another moment of silence I said “Me and Gobby would like to announce we're getting married.” She protested and didn’t go along with the joke.
The whole process was a really good example of keeping the meta-frame in mind. It’s like when I’ve had girls over for dates, and they've rejected multiple kiss attempts but still stayed with me alone in my room. Because I’ve kept the awareness ‘she’s rejecting my kisses but still staying here, it’s still on' they've eventually come around.
Last night was no exception. There was MULTIPLE times where Gobby gave me textbook "indicators of disinterest", didn’t invest in the interaction, and rejected my flirting attempts...and I could have easily let that get to me. She didn’t want to marry me, she moved away when I touched her in the pool, she rejected many attempts for me to get her alone....
But the overriding factors are...they’ve both complied at all the major points (talking to us initially, walking with us, coming back to our pool, stripping down to their underwear), they're still here with us, girls love sex, we are two fucking hot exotic Aussie guys, OF COURSE they want to fuck us, we just have to lead it and be men and make it happen.
At all those separation attempts, even though they were rejected they still played to my favour. I was subtle, but at the same time the subtext was very obvious that my intent was "We're having sex tonight." Escalation is attractive, even if you get shot down or rejected.
I was close to giving up so many times, but I knew it was in the bag. Eventually we were talking about late night phone sex TV adds, and Jack says to his girl “Come to my room and lets watch some on TV” while standing up. She hesitated a bit, but he held his ground, and gradually she stood up and followed him, leaving me alone with Gobby.
There was about 4 seconds of silence after they left, maybe one word exchanged, when I just reached out and took Gabriella’s hand. We stood up together and she melted into me, grabbing at my ass and shoulders passionately as I kissed her neck.
Just as we were getting into it Zanna walked in, but he knew the deal and walked past to our room, leaving us alone. I took her straight to the closest bathroom, slammed her against the wall and kissed her. There was so much electricity between our bodies; I stripped her down till we were both naked, and stood there just feeling the energy. She got on her knees and sucked me off slowly and sensually. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I rolled on a condom, bent her over the sink and fucked her (hard).
After we were done, she said “Welcome to Hungary” in a sexy-as-fuck voice. I hereby nominate her as the Hungarian ambassador for sex and tourism.
We went upstairs, and heard Jacks bed shaking on the way past his room. His girl sounded like she was enjoying herself.
We got upstairs and my girl asked for a shower. I was so drained at this point I just wanted to sleep, so I told her she could fuck Zanna while she waited for her friend. She said “Good joke” and I said “no, I’m 100% serious. It’s totally cool if you want to.”
I left them together in the bathroom as he was doing his teeth, and for 30 seconds I thought it was gonna happen. The next day he said she looked him up and down approvingly, then stepped into the bathroom and started chatting. He would have fucked her, but I later found out he also thought I was just joking and didn’t know I had already fucked her, so he didn’t make a move.
After her shower we went downstairs again to check on Jack, who was still pounding away. On the walk back up, watching her long brown legs gliding up the stairs and her ass shaking, her sexual energy got the better of me and even in my exhausted state I had to have my way with her again.
My bed was in a loft/mezzanine kind of thing above the lounge room, and Will was on the couch on his laptop. So he couldn’t see us but we were technically in the same room.
I took her up, and the sexual energy was even more intense this time. I think it was to do with the fact that we had gotten over the stage of releasing the tension and uncertainty we had built up throughout the night, and now we could just focus on enjoying each other’s bodies with a clearer head.
She started sucking me off again and it felt amazing, it was that sweet combination of the sensation being awesome but not being anywhere near coming, so you can just relish the energy without worrying about ejaculation. I put on a thinner condom this time and slipped inside her. She was so wet, her body was so receptive to being pounded. After a while I said “Can Will come upstairs too? You can suck his dick while I fuck you.” She said “Ok.”
I yelled out for him to come upstairs, but then she changed her mind and said “No.”
He was already at the top of the stairs at his point, so he just said “Hi, I’m Will” and she said “Hello...goodbye” so he went downstairs. I continued to pound her while grasping her throat, she was loving being dominated.
After we were done she came downstairs and chatted to Will; it was very friendly and there was no awkwardness at all. It was a very normal thing, but something I’m sure is outside many peoples realities, definitely my own in the past. I think the fact that she saw we were cool with sex/free love allowed her to relax and not stress about it either. She didn’t mind being fucked while someone else was in the room, mostly because she saw that we didn’t mind and weren't needy or weird about it.
The lesson from this story is keep the bigger picture in mind and don’t let the little things throw you.
Even though she rejected some of my small compliance requests(touching me in the pool, not playing along with the marriage joke, not coming to my room with me when I first asked), overall it was clear from her actions that she wanted to fuck. Having internalized the belief that all women want to fuck, and that I’m the kind of guy who can bring that out of them helps a lot too.
Note: I fucked Gobby while she knew that other people were in the room. The previous 2 nights, Will had brought a different girl home and fucked her in the loft.
One night Will said he was going on a date with a sweet Catholic girl. I said “He’ll be fucking her within a few hours.” My predictions were correct. 2 hours later, Will is pounding her relentlessly on the bed in the loft, technically in the same room as me James and Zanna.
We’re just sitting there chilling on the couch, listening to music and talking about the workshop that night. Every now and then we yell at him:
“Hey Will, we're starting work in 20 minutes yeah?” and then “Hey Will, can you chuck down my pants?”
We can just see the top of his head bobbing, and her legs up in the air. The girl sounded like she was having a blast, her quiet gasps and moans were clearly audible. He did the same thing the next night, with a different girl.
So over the 3 nights we were staying at Lake Balaton, we had 3 girls willingly fuck in the loft, fully aware that there were other people in the lounge room below. So that was 3 girls who were having sex while technically in the same room as the rest of us.
Is this a coincidence? Did we manage to find the 3 sluttiest girls of the town? Far from it.
This is product of the fact that me, Will, James and Zanna all have very relaxed, open and accepting attitudes towards sex. The girls would have been able to sense that in the short time we met them, as they were coming into the apartment, and that would have contributed massively to her being comfortable having sex in a room with other people there. We all just give off a vibe and energy that we are okay with girls expressing their inner sexuality, and it puts them at ease and allows them to open up. This is not an act we put on: this is our reality, our truth. We really do value girls who are kinky and crazy, and instead of judging them for it, we respect them more for being so in touch with themselves and being honest with themselves, and they can feel that from us.
It’s funny because it makes me think of guys who watch porn and hear crazy stories like this and think “How come crazy shit like that never happens to me? Where are all these freaky chicks? It must just be a myth that many girls are like that, because I’ve never seen any evidence of it in real life.”
And the truth is those 'kind of girls' (for want of a better expression) are all around you, most guys probably know many of them in their day to life...most guys are just are not open to the girls acting like that, they don’t believe it’s possible, and even if they did meet someone who was open about their sexuality, it would clash with so many of their subconscious beliefs that they would probably react negatively to it and pass judgement.
So this all combines to destroy any chances of meeting girls like that or having them open up their sexuality in that way. It’s a vicious cycle. They don’t believe that ‘good’ girls are ‘like that’ therefore they give of a very hostile energy towards any expression of edgy female sexuality, which in turn discourages women from ever sharing that part of themselves with them, thus proving their belief because they never see any evidence of how sexually adventurous women truly are.
So if you want to start attracting girls like that into your life, or allowing the girls that are already in your life to open up to you on that level, you have to address your internal beliefs and attitudes towards it first. It’s all well and good to just want some down and dirty sex vixen, but if you can’t handle the other things that come with it (accepting that she enjoys expressing her sexuality, that its natural for girls to do that, that all women are sexual including their sisters and mothers) then you don't really deserve to experience that aspect of the female psyche.
If you continue to subconsciously resist and judge women for being sexual (because you hate what this means about your mother, sister, wife, daughter), women will sense your attitude and continue to put on a ‘good girl’ act around you and keep you locked out of the world of wild sexual adventures.
CHAT
