You look like you get pussy a lot - Kate

3 weeks ago on a 1st date. Did a lot of things right to get there yet this story starts 5 years ago with

I wish you were the guy that just wanted to fuck me - Annie

 

Annie was a young med student back then, met her through a mutual friend and fell hard for her. I fidgeted a lot trying to get the courage to ask for her number. I had many options to get girls numbers

• ask their friend's for the number
• stalk look them up on social media and send a request
• hope she asks for my number
• give her my card and hope she calls
• hope to see her again and may be then I'll get the balls

Hope isn't a strategy. But I did get the balls to ask for her number. She gave it. I called her to took her to fancy first date dinner - it was pricey but its what you do with a Quality Woman^TM and that is the proper way to treat her. I told her all about myself and dreams and aspirations and what I did for work. We kissed on that date and she was really into me. She said "You are different, unlike most guys" - which fanned the flames of my efforts to show that I was different.

 

I can't go home with you tonight, I haven't shaved down there - Annie

Said that once and in my mind I was like - "I don't wanna bang you yet, just want to cuddle and talk - let's have sex when we're ready -which can be now or you know, after years..." I told her the same and she hit me with the same line "You're different from other guys" in my mind I was like I'm winning this Quality Woman^TM over!

 

I opened up to her about my feelings, where she stood in my life and my plans for her (us). I got her gifts and fell so hard for her and proceeded to orbit her on an elliptical path for another 3 years. Elliptical because I had these intense sweet (yuck) moments with her and then distant ones where she'd put me on the back burner for months and so went the cycle. Sometimes I'd say "Fuck It" and I'd initiate "The Talk^TM" and precipitate a DTR^TM moment. She'd (predictably) find a plausible reason - "I'm too busy for something serious" (she worked at some point in a nearby town), "let's take it slow" , "I'm broken and you're too good for me" to the tried and tested "Lets be friends first, build a good foundation of our future" and yes to the initial line

This would be easy if you just wanted to fuck me. I wish you just wanted to fuck me.

You gents can predict my responses to all the above.

 

Are you fucking her? - Tim

Years later I finally meant it and said I needed to know - are we something or not? Called her up for a meeting for us to "discuss/decide what we are" and "figure it out together" because "communication is the key".

 

Earlier I'd met Tim, an older man and we began talking about girls and I asked his opinion about this one Special Girl^TM literally an hour before meeting her. He asked if I was fucking her - I said "no" - he took a deep sigh and told me two things. First, "You are the man", I make the choice to be with her or not, there is no "lets figure this out together shit" - he asked if I knew what I wanted for sure and truth is I didn't - I was half waiting to hear what she said to base my responses on hers. Secondly he said "Cancel that meeting and give no explanation and no rescheduling just simply cancel it. Then ignore her calls and texts for a week"

 

How could I? It is rude? It's almost time to the meeting? I did it anyway. She called everyday, I didn't pick up. She texted, I texted days later with a zero effort text.

 

Then I felt the power - this girl whom I'd chased for years was now calling me off the hook. It was like a drug.

 

Some months later I discovered this sub and thought you fuckers are insane. Yet Tim had taught me how the world wasn't what I thought it was and slowly I unplugged.

 

• I discovered Intermittent Fasting and lost 20+ Kgs (that's 50 pounds for the MexiAmericans)
• I felt more confident, got complements, my family stopped saying how much weight I'd added
• I bought better clothes - more fitting ones, more to my style and I liked how I felt.
• I stopped googling girls that I liked by painfully approaching them in public initially. I said very cringy shit initially but very slowly it became better.
• I became a gym guy - I never was, never thought I was "one of those guys" but I like lifting, I like seeing muscles grow and veins pop.
• I started having sex. I read sex god method I felt like I gained a tonne (dominance). I learned how to last longer, to make them cum and more importantly to not be so invested in whether they cum or not.
• Because I was lifting I could lift girls from my couch and move them to my bed. They love that shit. Its just a dividend of worshiping at the Iron Temple^TM.
• The list is long, but most importantly I looked out for numero uno. I read NMMNG & WISNIFG and worked to think of myself first!
• I learned that regret is worse than rejection - it sounds theoretical until I tried it. Last time I talked myself out of approaching a girl I felt worse than I did for all the times I crashed and burned. Who knew?
• I tried something new with my hair - never had the guts to color outside the lines with my hair but I said fuck it and I did. I love it, half my family hates it - it is not the "me" they knew - the rest kinda like it. I like it.

 

You look like you get pussy a lot.

An obvious shit test from Kate. So I hit her with "I can neither confirm nor deny" with a smirk. She giggled in a way I had come to learn also generates Tingles^TM

 

I'd met her for coffee near my house, hugged her when she walked in and checked over her shoulder, saw her ass and I wanted to fuck her. I found things to tease her lightly about, told her what she should have at the restaurant, bossed her around and hinted that I could boss her all the way to the bedroom. She smiled and giggled. I picked up on this line and teased about how she likes to be tied up. We ended up talking about submission themes and she'd always bring the conversation back with "can we have a normal conversation?" - sometimes I would (Pull) at times not (push)

 

She ended up in my house!, by the time we got there I had teased her mind so much she couldn't wait to take off her panties. I carried her to my bed. Tied her up on her back with some old ties I had. Blind folded her, fingered her and she came, fucked her and she came. I turned her around. Took her from behind then I came.

 

Met her one other time since then and heard these.

I like submitting to you sexually

You are actually so strong (when I lift her and carry her)

I felt like you owned my body, like it was yours, i love that

Yeah I was out last night and some guy was offering dick but blah blah blah

 

In a way this specific girl reminded me I've come full circle. 5 years ago met a med student and fell head over heels and went the way BP ways go. Now post RP met a med student, same age as before, same set of circumstances (initial attraction on her side), different man, different outcome. Kinda like I got to do the test again - this triggered a lot of introspection and I thought I'd share it with you gents.

 

Still feel regret for not discovering this shit earlier, still feel like I have so much to learn yet.