| This happened mid 2010, only got around to posting it up now.
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The other night James, Zanna and I did a public talk on High Energy vs. Low Energy Game. As James was talking, I noticed there were a number of sexy girls in the crowd. One of them was the Blonde girl from ‘Passive Income Sex 2: Blonde Hottie.’
I spotted another one sitting in the crowd. She had straight black hair and big ol’ eyes, and this face that had a really great combination of innocent/cuteness with a total dirty naughty girl vibe. I found out that one of our female coaches had brought her along. After the talk a bunch of us ended up at a local bar and she was there. As we were sitting in the smoking area we got talking. She was being a bit cold to me and kept leaving to talk to other people.
Later, still in the smoking area, she told me French was her first language, so we started talking in French. Eventually she was telling me how cute and charming I was, and how horny she was, and how much she wanted to fuck. She said she gladly would, except that the female coach who had introduced us had a crush on me and that I was off limits. That same friend also had a crush on a few other guys, so me and the French girl agreed that this limit was a bit selfish and excessive.
Changing to French was a big change in the vibe: it was like once she started speaking in her native language she could just speak freely. It was also so fun and exciting because no one else in the smoking area spoke French (or so we thought at the time...later someone said ‘Salut! Ca va?’ in French, indicating that they had understood everything...a bit embarrassing, but no big deal.)
It’s so hot hearing it in French because some of the translations are so funny. She said ‘J'ai mal à la tête.’ If I translate directly she said:
‘I am sick in the head.’
In this context it really means ‘I get crazy horny’ but its more funny in that ‘Engrish’ way.
Anyway the way she just straight up told me she wanted me, but said it in French, was the CUTEST thing I’ve experienced in ages. It was such a massive contrast to the pleasant, curt conversation we had been having in English. And she wasn’t showing any kind of intent non-verbally either, her voice was still social and polite, so it came as a huge shock. She just said it so normally; I had to make sure that I was translating correctly. She wasn’t doing sex eyes or anything so I was a bit taken aback, in a good way.
I think it had such a big effect on me because it reminded me of when I was 15, in France, drunk at a house party, chatting to this stunning girl in French. It was like since I was drunk and speaking another language, everything came out slow and smooth and sexy. I have so much nostalgia to a time before I lost my virginity, remembering back to all the excitement and fear and excessive emotional investment in any girl who showed me interest, remembering how much one kiss used to mean... so speaking in French with this girl about romance just made all those feelings come flooding back.
Eventually our friends left and we ended up being alone downstairs. She didn’t have money for a cab so I said I’d drive her home. As we were walking to my car we were flirting heaps. She was still expressing really strong verbal intent and saying how she wanted to fuck but we couldn’t because her friend told her not to.
I kind of rolled with that and used that to pump the sexual tension.
Me ‘damn, you’re right. I guess we can’t fuck then.’
Her ‘shut up! Stop talking about it!’ (playfully, in a sexually frustrated kind of way)
Me ‘what…My boner you mean?’
Her ‘don’t!!!!!’ (hits my ass playfully)
Me ‘did you just grab my ass? You’re just making it harder. I would love to pound you with it’
Her ‘shhhhhhhhhhh STOP FRUSTRATING ME WE CAN’T DO ANYTHING OKAY!!!!!?’
(She pretends to sook for a bit but I can tell she is basking in the sexual tension)
We got to my car, which was out front of the Natural Mansion, but I just walked inside and she followed. Everyone else was in bed/getting ready for bed so we were sneaking around the house, which was really fun and sexy...we narrowly missed getting caught twice, and had to hide behind the stairs. I put my finger to her lips for her to be quiet and she stared sucking it. The tension was through the roof.
We went downstairs and I just walked into the office, which was totally dark, and left the light off, and closed the door. It was like we were hiding from the other people in the house. I started running my hand up her legs under her skirt. I was planning to fuck her right there but she was a bit tense, so we walked back out towards my car. In the driveway I just turned around and started fingering her face on. She kept looking around in case anyone was watching, and then closing her eyes and savouring the moment.
This was a pattern throughout the night. She would mumble something that sounded like resistance but then as soon as I would escalate, she wouldn’t resist, and later while I was fingering her she would say ‘a little to the right...’ ‘more penetration and less clit...’ and ‘harder...fuck me!’ also move her hips in a way that was angling her pussy better on my finger.
She was caught in this mental battle between guilt about not wanting to have sex because her friend told her not to, and also an intense burning desire to be fucked really hard, so she created this weird line in her mind where it was okay for me to finger her but that was it.
Now this whole area of knowing when a girl is REALLY resisting and when its just part of a game to her is a VERY fine line...it takes a lot of intuition and experience to be able to know when she wants you to escalate and when she doesn’t. I don’t want anyone to take this the wrong way.
I want to make it clear that NO MEANS NO. This was an anomaly, a special situation where it was very clear that she wanted me to keep going and didn’t want to be responsible for what was happening. Keep in mind that she had already told me she was so horny for me and had left the bar to my car.
She made it very clear that she was comfortable with fingering but did not want to go all the way that night. She drew the boundary there and I accepted that. I was very respectful of her limitations.
We got in my car and started driving. She started complaining about how she hasn’t had an orgasm for two days, and about how she can’t live without them, and how she was gonna have to have a shower when she gets home to get herself off. I pulled over and I started fingering her again and she put her legs up on the dash. She looked so fucking hot, her long black hair all messy, her cute little skirt riding up, and her long black socks leaving the soft pale skin of her upper thighs exposed. They looked so supple against her black clothing.
I pulled my dick out and put her hand on it, but she pulled her hand away. So I just started jacking off with one hand and fingering her with the other. As she came close to climax I was furiously finger fucking her while beating off pretty hard, and she squirted all over the seat of my car right as I blew one of the biggest loads all over her legs. Its probably the most cum I've ever seen from myself, and rivals some of the big cumshots I've seen in porn.
Her leg was absolutely coated in my thick white jizz, and as she sat there in a post squirting orgasmic haze, she started running her fingers through my cum and licking it off her fingers. She had a few good mouthfuls but there was so much that I had to get an old rag from the backseat to clean her off.
She said ‘that was fun...on my face would have been better.’
Also at some point a road worker dude in a fluro orange jacket walked past and had a look. That was pretty funny. He didn’t stare long though. Good on him. I’m sure he sees all kinds of strange things like this if he has to walk through the city at 4am every day for work.
She couldn’t get into the place she was staying because she had no key, so she came back to mine and stayed over. On the drive home we just chatted, it was good fun. I found myself having a crush on her; I said ‘if we were in highschool I would ask you out’. I think its because she reminded me of being young and innocent in highschool and all the feelings that go with that. The combination of seeming so naïve but she also being so sexually adventurous was so hot.
She told me a sexy story from that has stuck with me ever since. With one of her previous boyfriends, they were on a train, in the daytime. She was wearing one of those sexy little tartan skirts. She wasn’t wearing any panties, the carriage was empty and they were both so horny that she told him to pull out his dick and fuck her. This creates such a sexy mental image for me; her being insatiably horny and demanding to be fucked hard in her skirt on the train. She told me lots of other stories about times when she had been super sexually frustrated; it was interesting to hear from a woman. I know this all logically already, and I’ve experienced female sexuality, but it’s still surprising to me on some level. I think this is a by-product of living the first two decades of my life under the socially conditioned delusion that women don’t really like sex and don’t think about it all that much. Hearing her complaining about all the times she’s wanted to be fucked but couldn’t find the right guy to do it was both insightful and exciting.
This was awesome for me: Firstly because it’s a fun conversation, and secondly because it’s an expression of the lifestyle I’m choosing to create for myself. I love that my sexual screening means I end up hanging out with girls who are happy to chat about naughty topics openly. It’s great for your inner game to talk to women about sex, it helps you undo and rewire so many ‘nice guy’ beliefs about sex and understand the true nature of how sexual women are. There is a myth that women are pure, innocent angels, and I think it is actually grossly disrespectful to women to hold this belief because it is denying them their nature and judging them for being sexual. I encourage guys to talk to any willing woman about her sexuality; you might be surprised what she tells you.
We got into bed and were spooning, and she was fine with my running my dick all over her butt cheeks, but then I moved my hand onto her tits and she tensed up and told me to stop, annoyed.
So keep in mind, this is someone who was happy to be aggressively finger fucked in a car at 4am in brightly lit public area, happy to be ejaculated on and lick it off herself, happy to tell me within the first 20 minutes of meeting me that she is crazy horny and wants to fuck me, BUT gets weird about me putting my hand on her tits...
My first thought was ‘this just shows how illogical women can seem at certain times!’ But in retrospect, her rejection might have also been her knowing that me touching her tits would she would make her horny and want to fuck again, which she felt guilty about but knew she wouldn’t be able to resist.
In the morning I fingered her again, and remembering her request from the previous night jacked off onto her face. It didn’t quite make it though, so it just coated her scarf that was around her neck. We ended up with me on top of her finger fucking her, and I reached for a condom and said ‘I might as well stick it in now’ but she still protested. Strong willed woman.
I'm kind of glad she didn’t want to fuck because it made it so much more interesting and unique. It was a strange new experience, being in bed with a girl, both of us feeling crazy sexual chemistry, and having to stop because of an outside influence. I thought ‘this must be what it feels like for religious teens who want to fuck but are waiting till marriage.’
Again I just want to be super clear that 99% of the time a girls resistance is legitimate, and it takes extensive experience to be able to suss out when they seem to be resisting but actually want you to escalate. This was a super unique case; usually when a girl resists, I respect their wishes, stop and give them space to relax. They need to feel safe and know that if they actually say no you will stop. We had built a lot of comfort and trust so I was able to take more risks. I don’t normally do that.
This is VERY dangerous stuff and I would strongly advise guys to stop at the first sign of resistance.
You are much safer to stop escalating and allow her to seduce you if she wants to, which can be just effective, than to keep escalating when they are resisting. It’s actually extremely sexy for a woman when a man can feel when she’s uncomfortable and respect her boundaries: it shows that he is able to read her signals. In this case, her signals were saying ‘my guilt means we can only go as far as mutual masturbation but no sex’ and since she saw that I understood that, she was happy to relax and enjoy our time together.
In this case this girl obviously felt safe with me, as I was friends with her friends and her friends trusted me, and she also knew that one of her friends had slept with me. Therefore she was able to be guided through the experience without taking any responsibility for it.
The other thing to take from this is that a lot of times girls will act weirdly from the sexual tension. She was being seemingly ‘bitchy’ to me at the start of the night, but it was really just her way of dealing with the fact that she was attracted to me but had been told not to act on it by her friend.
It’s easy to take it personally when they act cold/distant and seem negative but keep in mind that it might actually be because she's dealing with her sexual tension in her own way. I could have been offended when she was being curt with me at the start but since I didn’t take it personally it allowed her to open up to me later.
Also, at no point did I kiss her! Kissing is not always necessary for a sexual experience; don't place too much importance on it or fall into the trap of thinking about sex as a linear thing of ‘kiss, boobs, fingering, sex’. Sexual experiences don’t always work like that, as this story demonstrates.
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