| After the lair talk I went to the Nevermind for a friends birthday. I got introduced to two British girls who were with them, a blonde who the birthday boy was hitting on, and her brunette friend. I gave them both a hit of fire eyes and got back to the game of pool.
Later me and the birthday boy were at the bar, and I tapped a random girl on the shoulder. "Hey. Its his birthday!" They started chatting so I moved around to her tall friend and said "Oh now you look left out"
"No, I'm fine" she said dismissively.
"It's his birthday"
"Oh…"
She kept looking at the ground and giving one-word answers. In the past I would have got nervous from this tension, thought she was a bitch and walked off. Instead I recognized that she was just shy because a cute confident guy was talking to her. I knew if I just stuck it out a bit more it would pay off. It reminded me of one of the first things James said in the Masterclass.
"Always stay in set a minute longer than you feel comfortable." It's so true on so many levels. The point in the interaction where you feel tension is the point the many guys leave, but it's usually a sign things are going well. In that extra minute is often when the magic happens, that make or break moment where you get her number or make her laugh and you think "Thank fuck I stuck this out!"
"Do you have an accent?" I asked her.
"No. I'm Australian."
"Oh cool. So you like throwing shrimps on barbies?"
"Haha uhhh no. I like eating shrimps though"
"Without cooking them first?"
"No of course I cook them!"
"I think it would be cool to put a shrimp on a barbie doll. To make like an alien toy"
"You’re weird".
"Yeah. I know. Are you weird or normal?"
"I'm normal"
"Bullshit. I bet you have something weird about you" I love it when girls tell me I'm weird because it’s usually a sign that they like me. Most girls who say that usually have sex with me soon after that. The fact that I don't get defensive when they say that makes them like me even more. Plus it reminds me of the scene in Donnie Darko when she says "you're weird...that’s a good thing".
At this point my other idiot friend barges in and pulls me and the birthday boy away and then retardedly realized what a cock block he was being halfway through, but the damage was done. The birthday crew headed upstairs and I followed.
"Come up stairs with us" I said to her friend.
"It’s cold upstairs!" she replied.
"Good answer!" I said with a devilish smirk and walked off. We were only sitting down for 20 seconds when both girls came up the stairs. I walked over and invited them to come sit. My tall girl took my seat, so I told her she could sit on my lap. She happily obliged, and proceeded to sit on my lap, cutting me out of the conversation by blocking my view. She was talking to my cock block friend, and they found out they would both be in France at the same time. They started exchanging details. This was a powerful moment for me because it forced me to relax under pressure. For starters I was totally blocked out of the group (by the girl on my lap) and now I was having the deal with my friend flirting, hitting on and number closing her. If I was paranoid, insecure or desperate, all those issues would have been bought to a head in that moment. I felt a twang of frustration but instantly saw the bigger picture. She was flirting with him, they were talking about France, but SHE WAS STILL SITTING ON MY LAP.
I kept my cool and eventually she started talking to me again. I said "We should get married. Then when you go to France and hook up with him it will be more exiting because you're cheating."
"Yeah! Awesome idea!"
We got married and were joking about what we'd name our kids, where we'd go on honeymoon etc. She told me the craziest place she'd ever had sex was a house with 6 other people in it so they had to be really quiet. "We’re going to get rich so we have a sound proof sex room. Then you can be as loud as you want"
"cool!"
I put my hand between her legs and she squeezed her legs tight. "Hey! What are you doing!?" She was resisting, but I could tell that her resistance was not because she didn't like it but because people would see.
"Just let me rest it there between your legs. If you keep your legs closed no one will see"
"No...this is just...we can't…" she protested, squirming as my hand rubbed her through her panties. This might seem very forward of me, and it is, but if she was REALLY uncomfortable she would have just got up and left. No one was forcing her to sit on my lap.
"Stop moving! You're making it more obvious! Just hold still and it'll be our little secret. You can do the same to me if you want". She grinned, and reached her hand down and found my cock, pressing hard against my jeans. She started rubbing it. "See! How subtle is this! We look like an innocent couple sitting her and no one knows we're really doing bad things to each other"
She giggled and made a face at her friend. "You just gave her a look that said "this guy is creepy...but I kind of like it..."
"Ha! True. You're bad..."
"Don’t forget weird! And I still don't believe you. I think you're weird too." We chatted about uni and work and I said "Hey we did it backwards. You're supposed to do small talk first and then go deeper and more sexual but we just went straight to mutual masturbation and marriage and did the small talk stuff after. Isn't it cool how we knew so much about each other so fast? You could tell I was weird but in a sexy bad way that you liked, and I could tell you were a naughty girl..."
She was still rubbing my dick and I told her we should go back to mine. First she said no, but when I asked again she said "Maybe" and looked at her friend. She was just worried that her friend would be left alone. She leaned in and tried to kiss me, but I said ‘not here…’ and instead just grabbed her tits from behind, cupping them in my hands. She arched her back and closed her eyes.
“You’re really horny aren’t you”
She nodded silently, then opened her eyes grinning. “You are SO bad…”
“Come home with me then…”
“I can’t…my friend is here. Maybe another night…you have my number”.
I said cool and went to the toilet.
Downstairs me and Birthday boy ran into the two British girls who were there for his birthday. The one he was into asked me where I lived. BAM. I could tell she was really saying "Us four should go back to yours for sex".
"Where do I live? Glen Iris. Good idea, after-party at mine!" Of course she instantly said no and protested against the idea. But I knew she would say yes because it was really HER idea to start with, even if she wouldn't admit it out loud.
Her friend was instantly keen on the idea, because she could see how the numbers were adding up. Birthdayboy+blonde leaves her+Liam. So the brunette was conspiring with me to make the after-party happen because she knew she would get to fuck me if we all went to my house. I knew that the blonde was going to resist the whole way and that I would have to play the aggressive role, but this was just the way it had to play out. She kept saying “oh god we really shouldn’t I have work tomorrow…” but I could see her turning it over in her mind.
After lots of back and forth, I said "ok we're going" and started walking out. They all followed. As soon as we got outside 3 birthday guests who had already left came back for some reason and ran into us. This could have been a massive cockblock but I just said "Hey guys sorry we thought you were gone. Our afterparty only has room for four, see ya!" They are my friends and they saw our 2 girls 2 guys matchup and thankfully left us alone.
I held my girls hand on the way to the car: I knew she was into me but I had to let her know she was getting laid so she would relax and flow with it. We drove to my house and went to my party shed for some drinks. I knew we had to get the girls separated so I suggested we go get more cups, and told brunette to come with me. We walked inside and I took her to my room. "The cups are in here"
"No they're not!"
"uhhhh...yeah they are." I said as I pushed her against the wall and kissed her.
She leaned over and turned off the light, we undressed each other and had some quick, fast sex. In no time we were dressed and back in the shed as if nothing happened. One of the girls said "I want to play checkers" so we used the squares in an upside down milk crate, and little round candles as the pieces, one team being kit and the other not. We had a great time and it reminded me of something me and birthday boy had talked about before "fun people doing boring things". I said to the girls "so this afterparty doesn't sound so cool on paper: hanging out in my dindgy shed, just the four of us, playing checkers, with only one glass of gin to share. But it's been fun hey!"
I found it interesting how much of a role reversal it was, and seeing how much the girls were ‘leading from behind’. Birthdayboy’s blonde girl was the one who really suggested the after party, even though she didn’t say it with words and protested the whole way there. By asking where I lived, unprompted and with a gleam in her eye, I KNEW she was subtly telling me that she wanted us all to go there.
Also it was funny how much her friend was seducing me and leading from behind as well. As soon as I threw the after party idea out there I saw her face light up and she was SO keen to make it happen, whispering in my ear ‘if we just keep convincing my friend, she’ll eventually fold…’.
I see this as the final expression point of all the seduction experience I've had paying off. I'm at a point where I just give off a 'sex guy' energy that girls pick up on, and they can just feel that I will give them the fun, no strings attached pounding they crave. She had barley met me for 15 seconds and already she was pleading for the group to go back to mine where she knew she would receive some hard cock.
All the rejection, all the time infield spent getting my intent clear and my energy levels right, all the time I've practiced escalting and been rejected, it's all paying off now. Girls can just feel the wealth of sexual experience I have, see it glimmering behind my eyes, sense it in the way I walk, talk, move, breathe. The more hard work you put into getting this stuff sorted, the easier it gets over time to the point where you can just have a girl chasing you for sex as happened here.
Another important point is that whenever you have two girls and two guys it’s really important to have a subtle yet powerful reason to get separated. It is SO easy to fall into the trap of everyone just sitting together and no one getting laid.
Birthdayboy and his blonde girl didn’t hook up in the shed while we were gone as planned, but they ended up having a night of crazy sex a few days later so it all worked out.
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