I was doing an introductory session with a student in the city. I met up with him after 3 hours of Daygame that had so far netted zero numbers. A big fail day. As James Marshall said to a student recently "It only takes one good seduction to justify all the hard work you put in."
As we were talking I saw a striking woman glide past. She looked elegant, feminine, seductive. "I have to go do this..." I said, and ran after her. I was dressed in a ridiculous outfit:
Side note on this getup: I wore it because the only shoes I had were runners so I figured I might as well go all out with gym gear. I got SO many looks that day, girls checking me out (I counted 30), guys calling me a faggot, two guys tried to fight me (so I pretended to hit on them and they backed down), one metal head told me I rule and we started talking about metal, one girl TOOK A PHOTO OF MY ASS.
My friend went over to her and said "Did you just take a photo of my boyfriends ass?!" and she got all embarrassed and said "I do kickboxing and I just want a pair of shorts like that!" At the sushi shop an Asian chick told me I have great legs and that the pants work for me. I caught another girl staring and said "I saw that" and she said "Sorry!" and went red. "You're really hot!" she yelled out as I walked off, and I blew them a kiss and her friends erupted in a fit of giggles. Another two teenage girls were staring and I said "You're a bunch of perverts, the lot of you!" and one yelled back "It's hard not to be when you're showing that off like that!". I got to experience just ONE day of what it must be like to have that much attention from the opposite sex EVERY day for hot women. I'm guessing it's a combination of how much skin I'm showing and also them being attracted to me having the balls to wear something so outrageous.
Anyway, that all happened on Monday when I first wore it, but this was on Thursday, where instead of all that good feedback I had 3 hours of fail. This inspired me even more to keep approaching the girls I was really keen on, so when I saw this elegant beauty walk past I ran after her.
"Hi! You look great." I told her.
She looked a bit taken aback, smiled, mumbled something, then kept walking. I had a feeling she was just nervous so I persisted, and kept up with her. Again she brushed me off.
I followed her around to front of the tram stop where she had walked to and said "I'm just going to talk to you until your tram comes."
This is a great example of social freedom: to an outsider watching, it would have certainly looked like I was pressuring or bothering her. It seemed like I was persisting despite the fact that she was giving me signs that she wasn't interested, and on top of that I was dressed weirdly. I was willingly to let the strangers at the tram stop perceive me as a weird, uncalibrated idiot or sleazebag. I know I'm not one, so I don't let strangers decide my self perception for me.
I complimented her on her color coordination and we talked about that for a while. I asked for her number, she told me she'd take mine. I could tell she was interested and just nervous, so I kept encouraging her to give her number, telling her to just do something wild. She told me she didn't normally do this, I told her there was a first time for everything. She reluctantly agreed and gave me her number.
Here's the text exchange:
Note: I didn't really send it to John 5 the Marilyn Manson guitarist, I meant to write that my friend said it reminded me of Master and Commander! You can listen to my version of his track here
John 5 "Dénouement" Orchestral Cover Liam McRae
My car broke down so I called her while I waiting, we talked about film music and Harry Potter porn. She told me about her reading romantic Harry Potter fan fiction with Draco and Ginny hooking up. After 15 minutes we set up a meeting for the next week. She said she was nervous and I told her it was okay to be nervous.
I met her outside her work, it was pouring rain. She gave a seductive glance, said "You'll need an umbrella... Follow me." and led me back through her lobby to the lift. "Holy fuck!" I thought. "She's going to take me up to her office and have her way with me right now!"
It all made sense: a stressed out older woman approached by bold younger man, needs a good hard fucking to get her mind off her work, is mature enough not to play games, takes me straight to her office for desktop sex. Score!
Alas, it was not to be. We shared a tense lift journey laced with tension and seductive glances, got an umbrella then went to get something to eat. At the restaurant I touched her a fair bit, sitting close, running my hand on her leg, touching her lower back, and playing with her hair. Every time she would act shocked but was clearly enjoying it.
I was being a deadly combination of suavely mature and playfully fun. Social freedom+social calibration= sexy confidence.
"You're really tactile" she noted. "You are just so relaxed about touching me! I like that though. I certainly wouldn't do it...it's good you take the lead."
She commented on me being young, then mumbled something about me being 'jailbait'. I thought it was SO hot that a woman was using that word for me, it was such a role reversal to this type of thing:
We went to a packed out venue, ending up with an outdoor seat on a hard wooden bench in the wind. Not very seductive. I told her we'd find somewhere better and we ended up at Gin Palace, a classy seductive upscale bar. They had a secluded couch area with pillows that we lounged in and things got really physical. Eventually I was brushing her hair, it felt great for both of us. It felt so relaxed and I could feel she was enjoying it. I was caressing her neck, running my hands across her chest and massaging her back. She would close her eyes and moan softly. It was like we were together already.
Every now and then she’d stop me and say “We can’t be doing this here! People will see!”
I was telling her about social freedom and acting how you want in public. At some point she said "Where's the line though? You can’t just go around doing whatever you want..."
"Of course not. If you had reacted badly to my initial touches I wouldn't have kept doing it. Social freedom doesn’t mean being an weirdo, it means deciding which rules to follow and which ones just get in the way of everyone having fun. It means being okay with strangers thinking you’re a weird idiot, and not letting that get in the way of your own fun. You're enjoying this touching, right? Imagine if we let our fear of other people around us judging us stopping these good vibes from flowing! Fuck that! I don't even know that guy, I sure as hell aren't going to stop touching you for him. And you know the biggest joke? HE DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING CARE! It's all in your head! No one has so much as glanced at us yet! It's arrogant to think that strangers give enough of a fuck about you to care what you do...on a scale of 1 to 10...how important do you think this is to them? ZERO."
She smiled and relaxed a lot after that rant. "What else makes you angry?" she asked, and I went into a rant about the double standard women face about sex and being labeled a slut, and about how the guys who judge women as sluts are just projecting their own fears. Fears of being cheated on, fears of their mothers or sisters acting slutty, fears that girls are being slutty with everyone else but them. She agreed. Throughout the conversation we really opened up to each other and she noted that, and later said that's part of what made her comfortable to sleep with me so fast. "What am I telling you all this stuff?" she asked, then went on "I think it's because you're interested in what I'm say. You're interesting because you're interested..."
I explained some of James's simple but effective conversational techniques about making a conversation personal to her, and she loved it. "Wow! This is such a great way to make smalltalk less boring! I'm going to use this at the water cooler on Monday."
"It's also because I'm opening up to you. I'm being real with you, which allows you to be real with me. I'm opening the door to a human connection, you're walking through it." This is why techniques and tactics that are indirect or out of alignment with your core values are ineffective: the whole process of trying to 'game' a woman actually creates a psychological barrier between you! It's hard for her to be open and honest with you if you're not being that way with her in the first place! It's been a cool shift for me to see how much faster girls open up to me that since I stopped using scripted game and tactical 'pickup' tools, and integrated natural seduction principles into my personality instead. The techniques that I thought were 'building attraction' back in 2007 (negging, playing it cool, feigning disinterest, back turns, false time constraints) were actually just holding me back and slowly down the connection process!
Our touching continued as if we had already slept together. After an hour or so I was kissing her neck. It felt so warm on my lips. “Oh! That feels so good...I really want a massage now...”
"I'll give you a massage then. Let's go."
"Okay..." It was that simple. I just boldly suggested it, lead her and she complied. I took her by the hand and walked her to my car. As we were driving there the student I was going to meet called me, he was earlier than I expected. "I have to go meet my friend...I'll have to drop you off. I'll walk you to the doorstep like a Gentleman. And don't worry...I won't try to awkwardly kiss you at the door."
"Why not?"
"It's just so predictable" I said, and went into a role play describing awkward date endings which both cracked her up and showed her that I understood the dating world from her perspective.
She left her umbrella in my car "so you'll have a reason to come back" and I walked her inside. Her house was very warm and cosy. I picked her up and swung her around romantically, then carried her to the bed and slammed her down, kissing her neck and whispering in her ear. "I have to go now. I'll come back tomorrow...to give you a massage."
"And you can kiss me a bit too..."
I sent her a text the next night saying "How foolish of me, it seems I forgot to return your umbrella! I couldn’t stand the thought of you being on umbrella adown in this weather so I insit on returning it to you post haste this evening."
My car tire was flat, so she said she’d pay for my taxi to her place the next night. I intended to stay the night.
Her house was so warm and cosy. I arrived to soft candles, an inviting couch and jazz on the stereo. Everything was tidy, she had obviously been fussy around to make the place inviting and perfect for seduction. I could tell she was nervous which just made me more relaxed. I was really comfortable around her, touching her with ease because I knew she liked it. After brushing her hair and kissing her neck she asked for a massage. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, and took off her top.
She was very comfortable with me massaging her back and kissing her neck, but very sensitive and resistant to me touching her erogenous zones. I started with a baby oil massage on her back, feeling her smooth slippery skin melting under my touch. “I should pay you to come and do this!” she said. “I enjoy doing it for free...” I said. Her skin was so soft and nice, it felt great to be rubbing my slippery hands all over it.
After 10 minutes I told her it was time for legs, and she acted surprised and then awkwardly took her pants off while I looked away. I knew I would have to not be too pushy about it as I could tell she was nervous (and I would soon find out why).
She was half Brazilian and had a great even tan and super smooth skin. She was older but really looked after her body. I guessed her age to be around 32. Her legs were as smooth as her back, and I gradually moved from her ankles to her calves, then onto her thighs. From there I inched closer to her pussy, eventually brushing against it, to mild protests from her.
“I don’t think you need to massage me there!” she said, acting shocked.
“The fact that you said that means I definitely need to massage you there...” I replied, and carried on.
This was a common theme, her pretending she wasn’t okay with something, me showing her I understood how she felt, recognizing it was just a nervous response, and proceeding anyway to her enjoyment. It happened from the opening on the street right up to the sex. It’s a great example of why having solid inner game, being able to read her signals and responding appropriately to them is important.
It was like seducing a virgin...I had to be willing to take the lead, but back off when the pressure was too much for her. I asked her how long it had been since she last had sex, and she muttered “Ummm....2...”
“2 what? Days? Weeks?”
“No....2 years.”
My head exploded. She hadn’t been touched in 2 years, not even kissed! No wonder she was so hesitant and seemed slightly unfamiliar with the process!
I started fingering her, then flipped her over and kissed her. She was still a bit nervous and tense until I started kissing and licking her nipples, which made her start panting “oh my god...oh my god...” over and over. She started sucking my dick and then we got some lube and she grasped it firmly and gave it a good stroking. “I’m going to put it in you now...” I told her, and she spread her legs excitedly. She gasped as I squeezed it into her tight pussy, pulling me in deeper with her hands wrapped around my back.
I was on top rubbing my abs into her clit and she started moaning louder and louder. “I’m gonna come!” she gasped as I pumped her towards the finish line. She came, and I turned her over, fucking her doggystyle. I started slow because she had a tight pussy, but I said “How does it feel? Should I just go for it?”
“Yes please...” she whispered, and turned around to grin at me. I slammed her from behind until I collapsed on top of her. She later said “It really turned me on when you first arrived and you kept joking around and bending me over, and coming up behind me and pretending to hump me from behind. I know you were being silly but I could feel you were horny...that I was making you horny. What woman doesn’t want to turn a man on! What a thrill to feel how hard you were getting!”
I finally brought up the age gap...I thought she was 32. 36-37 tops. I couldn’t believe it when she told me her age. 45!!!
When we woke up she was really horny. I wasn't that excited, till we started talking about cumming on a girls face. I've never done this before. I've done legs, backs, necks, tits, assholes, stomachs, in mouths...but never on their face. Well, once, by accident, when I overshot her tits. It turned out she hadn't either, so I we decided to do it together. "First time for everything!" I said. She kept touching my back and shifting around, clearly horny, and after her massaging my cock with baby oil, I was hard and inside her again. I told her I was gonna cum on her face, and she grinned like a naughty girl.
I pulled out, pulled the condom off and jack off all over her face. The first big load went above and to the side of her eye, and the rest went on her cheeks, lips and in her mouth. It was fun for about 15 seconds till she got cum in her eye and I had to clean it. She wasn't annoyed and it was fun all around.
Talking to her after was amazing. She sensed that I had a really open attitude so she felt comfortable telling me everything, even some weirder stuff. She told me about a fantasy she had to kiss me while a guy sucked me off, and to suck me off while a guy kissed me. And the same fantasy with two girls.
She told me about some German guy on the tram who she sees every day and how she's talked to him, saying stuff like "Oh I wouldn't sit there, that seat is wet". "Was it because you made it wet thinking about him?" I asked.
"Haha. No it was raining. Anyway I slipped him a piece of paper with my number on it once... Heard nothing from him. He still smiles at me and talks to me on the tram though."
I told her he's either got a girlfriend... Or is a total pussy and too scared to do anything.
I told her to go and try that move on 10 more guys and she’d easily pick up. “No, but I like this guy...”
I found it funny how she rationalized that she "liked" him. "You barely know him though!"
"Well I like the way he looks..."
I loved the fact that I didn't tell her I was a seduction coach. It's so easy for me to say that girls now, I'm beginning to enjoy just being Liam the charming composer.
Another interesting fact: she had only slept with 6 guys in her life!
She also told me about her lesbian experiences. She used to have sleep overs with girls from school, and she described in detail how they’d be in their pyjamas, then slip into bed together and hold each other ‘for warthm’. Then gradually their hands would start exploring each others bodies, they’d touch each other ‘down there’ and lick each other out. She did it with two different girls from school separately, and then had a 3some with both of them! So hot to hear all those porn scenarios of curious young women doing naughty things to each other when they’re alone actually happen!
She kept commenting on how she normally wouldn’t do this, and that it was mostly because I was so relaxed with the situation, with touching her, with handling her resistance and smoothly escalating past it. It ties in with something I’ve been coaching guys on recently: your outer game is an expression of your inner game. You can have the smoothest escalation in the world but if you don’t believe that it’s okay to do that, or you think she won’t like it, then you can’t bring it into reality. The fact that I made her feel so comfortable reflects on the fact that I feel comfortable doing it myself, and I have mindsets like:
-women want to be touched
-it makes them feel sexy and desired
-respecting women means respecting their boundaries when they set them, not deciding what those boundaries are in their head
-escalation is sometimes going to feel a little funny or produce tension, thats the point
-her being nervous or a bit hesitant to your escalation doesn’t mean she doesn’t like it
It was also noteworthy that I had zero results after 3 hours of daygame, and this last approach just made it all worth it.
She sent me a text the next day:
"Am sitting on the tram laughing MY ASS OFF. 23! What a trip! It was fun an I feel sexy as hell
I had the most amazing time in the city today. Strutting my little a$$ off. Go me!!!"
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