Escalating the Conversation Using a Women’s Test
There are a lot of ways to create tests, and just so everyone knows,
a test is when a woman asks you a question or says something to get a
reaction from you, and then judges you based on your reaction. The best
ways to create tests in my experience are:
Cocky and Funny
If you overdo the cocky and funny act, most women will test you.
Being too cocky, and that will prompt tests as well. The idea here is to say
something so outrageous that the woman feels prompted to call you on it,
giving you an opportunity to pass that test. You’re basically baiting her by
saying stupid shit, hoping she’s going to test you on it.
Player Game
This requires you to brag about your sex life or dating status. I brag
a lot about the women I have dated or the many girlfriends I juggle or that I
have been compared to a porn star. Doing so will make her want to test you.
This is not always the best strategy and sometimes back fires. They may
feel they can’t trust you, but it does prompt testing.
Obvious Lies or Messing With Her
Telling women that you’re a virgin … that you have been compared
to a porn star … that you’re celibate… messing-with-her-type statements …
or any other obvious lie will cause tests.
Sometimes I tell women that I’m Brad Pitt’s brother. I will say, “No,
Chad Pitt. That’s my name.” That sparks a woman to test me immediately.
Again, it’s fun and they know I’m messing with them, but they will test, and
they will become attracted when I pass the test.
Push Backs
This is one of my favorites. This is where you brand the girl with an
unflattering stereotype, like being prude, not getting out much, being oldfashioned,
or being a missionary/lights-on kind of girl. This will cause her to
push back and test you. Be careful using this strategy, because if you do
them the wrong way, they become insults, and then the woman gets mad
and she’s no longer testing you, and will likely tell you to fuck off.
Make sure the woman knows that you don’t think she sucks and
stack a push back with a compliment, like “You know what? You’re a really
cool girl, but I can tell we probably wouldn’t be able to hang out because
you’re a little prude. It’s not a big deal.” Then the woman may respond with,
“No, I’m not a prude.” And that’s what you want, control of the
conversation. Don’t overdo it, because it will end with you looking cocky and
not getting laid. It’s a good general rule to follow with push backs.
Passing Tests
There is just one rule when it comes to passing tests: don’t try to
argue.
If the woman says something like, “Oh my God, you’re such a player.
You say this to all the girls. You’re so cocky and such asshole,” in a playful
way, don’t try to argue. Always agree, and then use one of the following
tactics.
The first one is the classic agree and exaggerate. You want to make
it absurd, so when she says, “You’re an asshole,” you would respond with,
“Yeah, you’re totally right. I actually am a really big asshole. And it doesn’t
get better. It’ll just get worse the longer you stay. Pretty soon, I’ll be asking
you to borrow money and seeing if I can move into your place. You should
really leave.” Make a point and be a little ridiculous about it. You want to
make the test seem silly. That’s the whole point of agreeing and
exaggerating.
Number two is, go silly. Don’t even address it. Tickle her or start
singing. Sing something on the spot, such as, “Oh my God, you think I’m
gay,” Make her laugh. Mock her even. I will sometimes repeat the question,
like, “Are you a player?”, “Are you a player?” That works. Those going-silly
tactics will make sure you pass the tests and show her don’t take things too
seriously.
Fourth-grade comebacks are also one of my favorites. “I know you
are, but what am I?” is a classic and is used in the: “Are you a player?”, “I
know you are, but what am I?” situation. This will pass the test because,
again, you’re not taking it too seriously.
Those are the three ways to pass tests. They really do work and are
considered to be 100% foolproof, so anybody could do this!
Next, how to use her tests to escalate. Eventually you want to start
ramping up the sexuality by getting a girl to test you about sexual things. To
do this, I like to use a technique called fast forward/rewind, which works
like this: Fast forwarding is when you joke in a way that takes sexuality too
far. For example, “When we have sex, it’s going to melt the paint of the
walls.”
I’m just assuming we’re going to save sex. Once you’ve done this,
the girl will either agree – at which point, it’s on. And if she’s says “Yeah,
it’s totally going to be hot,” you just need to hang out, wait a little bit
longer, and move her somewhere, where you can have sex.
Or she may disagree, and argue, or test you on this statement. She
could say “We’re not having sex.” Or, “What makes you think we’re having
sex? I’m not having sex with you I’m not that kind of girl.” So this brings us
to the next step…
Here’s where you rewind, by now taking it too far in the other
direction. I’ll say, “I mean, not tonight, because I’m a virgin and I don’t
believe in sex before marriage because it’s a sin, and Jesus died for our
sins.” This is a rewind. Now I’m taking it so far the other direction. Once the
woman starts to play with the rewind and settles down and realizes I’m just
messing with her, it’s time to fast forward again with sexuality. This way
the girl never gets offended, and you’re able to escalate consistently.
Once she plays along, then I fast forward again and say, “I don’t
believe in sex before marriage, but if I bang you in the bathroom, then it
doesn’t really count, because God isn’t watching in the bathroom.” Then she
will say something like, “Oh my God, we’re not doing that.” Now I rewind
again, and I can just keep this pattern going for five or ten minutes.
The pattern of the fast forward/rewind goes like this: you make a
sexual statement, which is your fast forward, she’s going to test you, at
which point you rewind, then she’s going to settle down, and then you make
a sexual statement again to fast forward to cause another test.
This can literally lead all the way to the bedroom. I’ve literally had
women test me all the way to sex – “I’m not getting in the cab with you. I’m
not coming back to the hotel with you. I’m not having sex with you. Get a
condom,” just because I passed the tests all the way through, and that
really can be the difference between getting laid and not.

Hope you enjoyed and learned a lot from this nice Tips. Do not be shy and just apply them.

My boyfriend Mark and I had been driving across the USA East coast to West coast for 3 days. It was midday and we had been on the road since 5am. It was hot, very hot and the air conditioning in the car was broken. It was cold and dark when we left this morning so I had put on a long shirt and jeans.

“You are sweating like a pig,” Mark commented to me as I wiped the sweat from my brow.

I undid my seatbelt and looked in the various bags in the back seat for my shorts.

“I have to get out of these jeans, but I can’t find my shorts,” I said to him feeling irritated.

“There is nobody on the road so why not just take off your jeans!” he suggested in a naughty tone.

I couldn’t take the heat anymore. My cotton shirt was soaking through and my jeans felt like they were strangling me. I felt claustrophobic and sick from the intense heat.

I lifted my feet up on the dashboard, I peeled the jeans off my legs and I then took off my long shirt. I sat there in my pink g-string cotton panties and my white satin underwire bra. There were no cars around so I didn’t think much about my state of nudity. I felt much cooler now.

“That’s looks much better, but I bet you are too much of a prude to take your bra off?” Mark dared me.

I quickly looked at the long empty road ahead and through the rear windscreen behind us and there were no cars around. I unclasped the buckle and let my bra drop off to the floor.

I felt so strange being topless in the car. I had been topless on the beach only once before, but being naked in the car seemed out of so wrong. The strangeness made me feel self conscious and a bit slutty at the same time.

Mark was ogling me. He was looking at my c-size breasts. My breasts although of fair size, are still quite perky. My nipples appeared quite pinkish red with the tiny little dots surrounding each nipple standing out. I cupped my breasts with my hands and then let them drop free.

“They need some tanning,” Mark commented while peering over at my white breasts which had a contrasting bikini tan line around them.

Mark slid his left hand onto my one breast and with his fingers started to caress my nipple, twirling it in between his fingers. It had been a while since we had sex and I was horny. It took only a few seconds of his touching and my nipples became erect. I felt a rush of excitement course though my body. I wanted him to keep touching my nipples, to rub them until they were raw. I was on fire within. I stretched my shoulders backwards and close my eyes as my nipples he touched and pinched my nipples. It felt so good!

I put my hand onto his knee and I slid it up onto his shorts. He had an enormous hard-on bulging out of his shorts. I slowly slid my hands over the long hard tube on top of his short and grasped his erection in between my fingers.

He was slowing down as his concentration got diverted. He put his fingers on top of my cotton panties and started to gently rub up and down its front, tracing vertical lines against my labia. My clit was swollen and was screaming to be touched. He touched me with greater pressure pushing inwards into my slit. I pulled my knees up and in to my body, anchoring my feet on the seat. I opened them as wide as I could to give him easier access to my throbbing, hot and wet pussy.

I felt the sun shine through the window onto me as I squatted on the front seat with my legs wide open and my pussy folds clearly visible as they pulled my panties in to them. I was aching to be fucked.

My tits wanted attention too, but Mark could only spare one hand, needing the other to hold onto the steering wheel, so I with my left hand rubbed slow circles around and over my pinkish nipples, sending blasts and volts of sexual tension through them. My pussy was welling up and my panties getting sticky. I noticed a big wet spot appearing on the front of my panties.

I stroked his hard on up and down as best I could on top of his shorts while he was driving. I was just about to free his huge cock from under the confines of his shorts.

“Take your panties off?” Mark commanded.

I followed orders without much thought.

I lifted my sticky thong panties over my knees and pulled them off my legs. I had a short regrowth in the shape of an inverted triangle. It had been a month since I had last had a Brazilian wax. I was now totally nude in a car travelling at 70 mph. I felt very naughty being naked on a public road. It only made me feel even hornier.

Mark didn’t delay and slowly rubbed my damp clitoris up and down. I watched as my pink folds glistened in the sunlight, enjoying each and every nerve ending point being touched. I was still squatting with my knees wide apart. I gyrated my hips up and down to help guide his fingers in towards my throbbing pussy. His fingers followed my lead and then first one finger and then second entered into my pussy. I felt them touching me deep inside. I was already way into the journey beyond.

I took my hand off his pants and I squeezed my nipples in little circles as I do when I masturbate.

“Let’s pull over and do it!” I said.

“We can’t pull over here. There is no stopping for next 30km,” he said.

We had slowed down and with my focus elsewhere I didn’t notice the tour bus pulling up behind us. It was overtaking us when I noticed it. I quickly tried to cover up, putting my hand in between my legs to cover my pussy and quickly closing my knees together.

I had no hands left to cover up my naked breasts. I looked up and saw two guys staring from the window of the tour bus. They could see my tits. I knew from their expression. I don’t know what came over me, but instead of covering my tits, I arched my shoulders backwards and sat with my back upright and my tits perking upwards displaying my hard nipples.

My exhibitionism conveyed the message “Yes, have a good look and enjoy!”

I looked back at them as they took in every detail of my body.

“Why didn’t you cover up?” Mark asked me.

“I didn’t have time to” I lied.

Something deep inside me actually enjoyed the attention and it revved up my hormones once again. As the bus passed our car, I sat back and I opened my legs wide like in yoga. I flicked my right index finger against my clit. I had never masturbated in front of a guy before. I just didn’t care and I did it for a minute until I felt another wave of orgasm relief. It didn’t satisfy me though. I wanted action badly.

The bus had slowed down to turn left and we were going to pass it this time. The guys were still gawking out the window looking out for our car.

“Should I give them a show?” I asked Mark.

While he was about to tell me not to I lifted my legs straight wards onto the dashboard, sat on my hands and slightly opened my legs and lifted my torso as if doing a yoga backbend. I looked up at the window and watched them taken in my naked pussy. It sent shivers down me.

“Why did you do that?” Mark tensely asked me.

I sat up and turned to face Mark.

“You are too stressed out,” I said.

I stretched out over Mark and I pulled his shorts down to his knees and freed his huge cock from his shorts. It was hard and felt hot. I opened my mouth, encircled my lips with my tongue to moisten them, puckered them and slowly went down on his dick. With my one hand I gripped the underside of his balls and cupped them tightly as I gave him a blowjob.

It only took a few minutes when he started ejaculating. I felt his cock pulse. I squeezed his balls to milk him of his cum. His cock jumped up and cum burst out of it. I withdrew my mouth just in time. His cum landed in spurts all over my breasts.

“I want you to touch yourself more for me,” Mark begged.

I was too frustrated and at edge to resist. I sat back on the chair, lifted my feet into a crouching position on the chair and I opened my knees again. I slowly flickered my right index finger up and down my clit, getting a rhythm going as I spread the cum on my breasts over my nipples. It didn’t take long for me to start feeling an orgasm. I slid two fingers into my wetness and pushed and pulled them out in quick but strong jolts. I felt my juices start running down my thighs. I quickened the pace of my fingers. It happened.

I moaned “I am cumming.”

I felt Mark’s finger go into my butt. I was holding myself up on the chair as I pushed my butt deeper onto his finger to take it up deeper. With my other hand I thrust my fingers deep into my pussy.

Another orgasm came over me. I could not hold back. It just took over. I was breathing quickly and whimpering loudly. I felt a series of waves wash through and over me. I just went with the flow. I ejaculated some sticky whitish stuff which flowed down to my butt and onto the seat beneath me. I breathed out a breath of release as I withdrew my fingers from my hot sticky pussy. My fingers were soaked.

I put one of my fingers in Mark’s mouth. He slowly sucked my fingers and tasted my salty juices.

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Here is my story too that I want to share with everyone..

If you’d told me I’d have phone sex with the woman of my dreams on the day I met her, I’d have thought you were nuts.

If you’d told me I’d fall in love with her before even meeting her, I’d have simply laughed at you.

If you’d told me I’d have sex with more than 15 women in the three weeks between talking to her for the first time and actually meeting her – all with her blessing – well, then I might have been speechless.

Then I would have laughed at you and called you nuts.

I guess that’s why we’re not usually informed of the unbelievable things that are going to happen to us before they actually occur. They’re just that – unbelievable – before they happen.

Oddly enough, this whole thing happened because of perhaps the most innocent thing you could ever imagine.

——————–

It was a simple phone call to my mother.

I did this every now and again – call my mom at work in the middle of the day. No Oedipus complex or anything; I’m just very much a “momma’s boy,” and since the Marine Corps had stopped dipping its bucket into my well three days ago, I didn’t have a lot to do. I figured giving my mom a call would be as good a way as any to kill five minutes.

After all, I was sure she would welcome any break from ensuring that the specialized taco flippers of the world were properly compensated for their single-digit IQ efforts.

Only, my mom didn’t answer the phone at the Taco Bell office building, and neither did Betsy, the middle-aged woman who worked down the hall from her. Instead, someone new answered the phone.

“Taco Bell offices, this is Kelly, how can I help you?”

The voice instantly stunned me. I opened my mouth, closed it, opened it again, croaked out something that didn’t even remotely resemble English, and then coughed.

“Hello?” the voice said again.

This time I cleared my throat, so as not to sound like a moron again.

“Hi. Sorry, didn’t expect anyone to answer the phone that fast, and my mouth was full.” It was a blatant lie, and she probably knew it. This wouldn’t be my last conversation with her, but it would be the last lie I told her.

Well, almost.

“It’s okay. What can I do for you?”

The voice struck me again, but this time I was prepared for it. I didn’t think she was trying to sound sultry, but it was working either way. She could have been an operator on one of those sex lines – yeah, I know, most of those are men using voice changers, but still – because her voice sounded that good. No hint of an accent, so I guessed she was a native.

“It’s Kelly, right?” I said, hoping to get myself back on solid ground.

“Yeah. Who is this?”

“Hi, Kelly. I’m Brad Carver.”

“Related to Linda somehow, I’m guessing?

“That I am. Is she around?”

I was a bit surprised someone besides my mom, Betsy or Ron answered the phone.

“Actually, she’s in a meeting right now. I can take a message for her, though.”

“Are you a new person they just hired over there?”

“No, actually I’m an assistant manager at one of the stores. I was just in the office to pick up some things, but the whole staff – Linda, Betsy, Ron, everyone – they all went into a meeting. I’m off today so they asked me to watch the phone.”

“Ah. Lucky you,” I replied. “Well, I’m Linda’s son. Was really just calling to say hi for a few minutes. I’m kind of like you – I’m off today and I’m bored.”

“Well, I was going to take a message for her, but you can keep talking to me until they’re done. It shouldn’t be too long now.”

Nice. A come-on, maybe?

“Sounds like a plan.”

“So, Brad, you know what I do. What do you do to be off today?”

“I’m – actually, you’re sitting at my mom’s desk, right?”

“Yeah.”

Even just one word, a simple “Yeah,” was stirring something within me. This woman sounded smoking hot – yes, I know, that meant she was probably bordering on the 400-pound mark and would probably stop a rhino dead in his tracks with a glance, especially if she worked at Taco Bell. Still, there was a chance she looked as good as she sounded, and if she looked even half as good as she sounded, she’d still be gorgeous. So I figured I would see what I could do. After all, I’d be home in a few weeks, and I had nothing immediately lined up as far as.. physical arrangements went.

“Turn around and look on top of the large bookcase behind the desk.”

I knew my mom kept a picture of me back there. And not just any picture – the picture from boot camp, when I was wearing Marine Corps Dress Blues. I had yet to meet a woman who saw that picture and didn’t start drooling.

“Wow.”

“What?”

“Is that you?”

“Yeah, that’s me in the uniform.”

“That’s all I can really say. Wow.”

I was in, at least from a physical standpoint. Good to know.

“I’ve gotten a bit bigger since then, in all the right areas, and I’ve grown a mustache and a goatee as well.”

“I thought you couldn’t have those in the Marine Corps.”

“Mustaches yes, goatees no. But I’ve been on terminal leave for four days now, and I’ve decided I’m not shaving around my mouth ever again. I swear, I could get shot in the heart and not lose as much blood as I have from razor cuts over the last four years.”

That got a laugh out of her, and I couldn’t help but notice how sexy she sounded when she was laughing. Once again, I know – voice and face seldom match.

“What’s this terminal leave you said you were on?”

“We get 30 days of paid vacation a year. My contract is up in early July, and before I get out, I have to either take all my unused leave, or they pay me for it. But with all the extra allowances I get for being in my chosen job field, it’s better financially to just take the leave. So I’ve been pretty much out for four days now.”

“Are you coming back?” Was that a hint of hope I heard?

“Yes, I’ll be back in a few weeks. I leave here Thursday morning.”

“It takes you that long to drive from.. where are you anyway?”

“San Antonio, Texas. And no, it doesn’t. I’m making quite a few stops along the way.”

“Like where?” I’d gotten in a few of my destinations before I heard some noise in the background, and I could clearly hear my mom’s voice and also Ron, the operational director of the offices.

“Sounds like they’re done,” I said when I finished telling her about Sumter, South Carolina, and how I was going to visit family there.

“Yeah, they just let out. Let me get your mom,” she said, and I tried to get her attention, but the phone dropped before I could get a word out. A few seconds later my mom picked up.

“Hi, Brad.”

“Hey, mom. Sounds like a busy afternoon.”

We chatted for a few moments, but I kept tabs on the background voices. I heard Kelly and Ron talking, and then I heard Kelly telling my mom to tell me to have a safe trip. I wasn’t quite done with her, though.

“Mom, can you get Kelly back on the phone for a second?”

“Why?”

“Well, I was telling her about my trip, and I told her I was going to Pittsburgh. She said she’d been there, and I was going to ask her about some spots to hang out when you guys came out of the meeting.”

I tried not to lie to my mother, either, but it seemed like a better idea than the truth right then – “Mom, I was trying to arrange some action when I get home, but she gave you the phone before I could close the deal.” In this case, what she didn’t know would definitely not hurt her.

“Ok.” She told Kelly I wanted to talk to her, and I heard her say “Me?” before picking up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hi. I heard you telling my mom to tell me something, but there’s no reason you can’t tell me yourself.”

“Well, yeah. I was just telling her to tell you to drive safely and have a nice trip.”

“Heh, well, I’d planned on doing that anyway, but I’ll definitely try even harder for you.”

We shared a chuckle, and then the moment got awkward. I figured she might try to hand me back off to my mom so I went ahead and said my piece.

“Listen, Kelly. I really liked talking to you, for the five minutes we got. I’d like to meet you when I get back to town. What do you think?”

I figured, hell, worst-case scenario, she laughs and gives me back to my mom and I never see her again. Best case – at least I thought it was best case at the time – I had a date in a few weeks.

It just so happened that this was my lucky day, one of the many I would have over the next few weeks.

“I’d like that,” she replied, and then she did me one better. “But I don’t want to wait that long.”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to, either, but with a bunch of concert and game tickets purchased and several hotel rooms reserved, I couldn’t back out. Before I could form something coherent, she read my mind. “I’m going to give you my cell number,” she said. “Give me a call sometime while you’re on the road.”

Nice. Didn’t even have to ask, although I would have had she not volunteered. “How ’bout I do even better than that?” I asked when I finished scribbling her number in my notebook.

“What do you mean?” she replied.

“What are you doing tonight?”

**********

Even as I sat at the table and listened to Chuck, Jerry, Adrian & Co. murder the latest hard rock hit with their dueling pianos, there was one feeling in particular that crept up on me and threatened to take over.

It wasn’t excitement, though under the circumstances I guess it could have been.

It wasn’t worry, though with an uncertain future and one big financial problem left to solve, I probably should have been worried.

Hell, it wasn’t even horniness, despite the hot Puerto Rican waitress who had practically been begging Russ, Chad and I to take her home from the moment we walked in.

No. I was tired.

Five years in the Marines had drained me almost completely, and the few ounces of energy I had left were being diverted to the drawing breath department. It was Wednesday night, and between packing, the moving company and trying to tie up loose ends before I left, I hadn’t slept since Sunday, and even then just an hour or two.

I’d spent more time in the gym earlier today than I’d slept in the past week.

Yep, the sleep monster was coming, and it wasn’t stopping till it rendered me comatose. I wasn’t arguing – I had a seven-hour drive tomorrow, and trying it without sleep would be pretty stupid at best. I would have probably passed out on our table if Chuck hadn’t picked that moment to tell the whole bar my story.

“You know,” the bald, slightly chunky black man said from behind the black baby grand piano, “we here at Howl At The Moon appreciate everyone who walks through the door. But we especially appreciate our regulars. The guys and gals – and assorted others – that come in here night after night and listen to us and have a good time. We thank all of you for not having lives.”

That drew a laugh, even from me, but Chuck was far from finished.

“But there’s one guy here tonight who outdates even me. This man has been coming in here since before any of us up here on stage even worked here. Three and a half years, ladies and gents.

“But now, after five years of working his ass off for the United States Marines-”

That of course, drew cheers. I was silently plotting ways to kill Russ and Chad for selling me out.

“-this guy is leaving the Alamo City tomorrow morning, and we want to send him out in a way that we reserve for only our most loyal customers. So Brad, you already know what’s coming. Get up here.”

Everyone applauded, but I felt like complete shit. Getting up on stage and singing “I Touch Myself” in an octave that would challenge Mariah Carey was not on my to-do list. But I was on the spot now, and I had to come through.

I climbed up on stage and grabbed the mic.

“All right. Before we start, I’d like to say that I’ve been through hell in the past week, and I’m not really feeling up to this. But, you know, it is Chuck asking.”

I turned toward him and continued.

“And over the past 3-plus years, I’ve probably tipped ‘ol Chuck enough to put at least two of his illegitimate kids through college, if not all three. So, what’s one more favor for a friend, right?”

Chuck laughed and began hammering the keys. Despite my oncoming exhaustion, I did as I was told and put on a pretty dang good show. I kept my voice as high as possible and did all the hand movements I thought were necessary. I basically compiled a greatest hits collection from all the guys and girls I’d seen do this over the years. Toward the end of the song, I walked up to where Chuck was playing, cupped my crotch and rubbed the back of my hand against his shoulder right as I hit the final “I touch myself.” He laughed it off, while most of the bar patrons shouted and cheered. A couple even tossed $1 bills at the stage.

When I got done, everyone cheered. Over the next two hours, I didn’t have to pay for a beer – and beer was about all that was keeping me awake. I was in one of those sleep-deprived hazes, where things are just kind of happening around you and you’re almost semi-conscious. I’d lost Chad and Russ shortly after my singing performance – I was just sitting at the bar now, letting people come up to me, kiss me on the cheek or shake my hand depending on sexual orientation, and give me beer.

Sometime around closing time – I think – either Russ or Chad put a hand on my shoulder and told me it was time to go. I offered no arguments – I had to be on the road around 7 a.m. that morning, or right around five hours from then. I chugged the rest of the beer in front of me, threw a $20 on the bar for a tip, and stumbled out of the bar after them.

The hot Puerto Rican waitress was hanging all over Chad, and there were two other girls walking with us, too. I knew I would have absolutely no energy to mess around when we got home – one of the other guys was just going to have to double-dip. I was sure neither of them would mind, just as I was sure that both Russ and Chad would get all they wanted of all three girls by the end of the evening. I figured there was a safe bet they’d be awake and still going at it when I woke up at six to shower for the first of many, many days of driving.

The car was designed to seat four, or maybe five if everyone in the back seat was small, but since there were six of us, someone had to sit on my lap on the way home. I didn’t even care – as soon as my butt hit the seat, I was out. The girl on my lap could have started giving me head on the freeway and I’m not sure I’d have noticed. Maybe if she was really talented.

—————–

When I next opened my eyes, the car was stopped in front of what was about to be my old apartment building. The girl was still on my lap, and she grinned when I woke up.

“Up for a little fun?” she asked me in perfect English. In reality, it was probably slurred as all hell English, but since I was sloshed as all hell, my translating abilities matched up perfectly with her speaking ones.

This one was blonde, bubbly, well-built and probably about as dumb as the seat belt I had strapping me in. Such women were usually prime targets for sex, but like I said. Not happening tonight.

“I’d like to, but I can’t,” I said, and she frowned. “I’m exhausted, and I gotta drive in the morning. But I enjoyed the ride home, anyway.”

She giggled. “As bad as the roads are around here, I basically just gave you a 20-minute lapdance, and I didn’t even get your name.”

“Brad Carver,” I said and offered up a hand that might have been misinterpreted in the Castro District. I was so tired it just kinda hung there.

“I’m Kelly,” she said, and I smiled feebly back at her. The name bounced around in my beer-soaked brain for a minute, though, and it finally swam through the Miller Light to the surface.

“Oh, shit,” I said.

Kelly.

My mind immediately shifted back to the phone conversation I’d had that afternoon. I remembered how much I was looking forward to another one, and I instantly perked up.

“What?” the girl on my lap asked, confused.

“Nothing,” I said, and opened the door next to me. No one else was in the car, and I didn’t even hear any noises, so I guessed Russ and Chad had left this particular Kelly in the car to wake me up while taking the other two into the apartment.

She slinked off my lap, grinning toothily at me as she did. She even licked her lips, which I thought was a bit over the top considering I’d told her nothing was going to happen. I slid out of the car and shut the door and immediately headed for the apartment.

“You’re certainly awake now, soldier,” she said, and I cringed a little. Marines were Marines, Army guys were soldiers. Marines had nothing against the Army folks – for the most part, anyway – but we didn’t like being called one.

“Actually, I’m not, hon,” I said as I opened the door. Kelly gasped at what we saw – I might have been surprised except A) I’d seen it a few dozen times and B) I expected something like this anyway.

Chad was on his knees next to the couch with the Puerto Rican chick bent over in front of him. Her skirt was still on, but her white lace panties were around her knees. Her ass could have been made of caramel – it certainly looked good enough to eat. Or at least melt and drizzle over some apples. I didn’t know why I had these kinds of thoughts, but they made me laugh out loud. I wouldn’t mind getting me a taste if I didn’t have other things on my mind.

She was giggling as Chad buried his face in her pussy, but I knew she’d soon stop laughing and start moaning. Almost on cue, I could see Chad shift his tongue directly onto her clit, and she let out one of those long, low moans that went on for most of a minute.

Across the room, Russ was sitting on the edge of the dinner table, his pants and boxers just a memory as a redhead knelt in front of him, taking his cock about as far as she could down her throat. Russ wasn’t that big – maybe five, six inches at most – but this girl still couldn’t deep throat him. I chuckled at what she’d think when she saw Chad’s dick or if she saw mine. I couldn’t see anything but the redhead’s back, but I thought I remembered a pretty hot redhead hanging around us when we first got to the bar. Knowing Russ, she was at least a little attractive – the man had been known to turn down naked women lying in his bed if they didn’t pass his internal sexy test.

Russ grabbed the redhead’s shoulders and started fucking her mouth, making Kelly gasp.

“Wow,” she said.
“Ever done anything like this?” I asked her.

“I’ve never even seen anything like this,” she replied. Her face was flushed – from the alcohol or just from being turned on, I’m not sure. Probably both. “Have you?”

“Yes.”
“You’ve seen it?”
“I’ve done it.”

She just looked at me, almost in awe, or so my drunk ass thought.

“More than five or six times, at least.”

She just gasped again and turned her head back to the action. Chad had the waitress bent over the couch now and was quickly pumping two fingers in and out of her pussy as he tongued her asshole. Chad’s black fingers repeatedly pounding into the pink pussy surrounded by the mocha-colored skin made me think of dipping a chocolate bar in a cup of coffee. He was spanking her ass cheeks every so often with his left hand. I figured it wouldn’t take long before that girl was adding another wet spot to the couch, and I knew it wouldn’t be long till Chad was dipping an even longer and thicker chocolate bar in there.

The redhead had gotten off her knees and was now laying on the dinner table. She’d taken everything but her panties off, and Russ was straddling her chest. I saw now that she was rather well-endowed – a C cup at least, with probably somewhere around a 34 chest size. And she was pretty attractive, or so my beer goggles told me. Russ was slipping his cock in and out of her cleavage, making sure her red hair was lying everywhere as he did so. He grabbed her neck and held her face up so he could hit her lips with his cock every time he pushed forward.

SIMON

XX

I would like her fanny so dry… mmmm

xx

simon

Closing the bathroom door behind me, before turning off the room light it was clear she was on her side in bed, naked, but with the covers up (it had been a cool evening outside on the covered terrace), her favored toy still where it had been left. The reading lights were left on, but she seemed uninterested in anything except essentially fading quickly into sleep, the room in a comfortable glow after the ceiling light was off.

Drinking has roughly the same effect on my horniness as it does on my wife’s own desires – her pussy is almost always soaking wet when really drunk, and she is generally happy to share that fact with anyone who wishes to check. My cock was hard as I reached over her blanket, and picked up the long handled vibrator. Moving the blanket, I turned the magic wand on, and rolled her onto the squared towel, then dragged one leg to the side, providing the space for the large rounded head of the vibrator to fit between her legs, and to start trying to find her clit. She mumbled ‘what are you doing to me?’ while I said nothing, knowing no answer would be needed and that even now, her other leg was moving, and her hands beginning to reach down towards her hairy bush.

My imprecise motions were just enough of an excuse for her to begin playing with herself, so I let her take the handle, the cord trailing to the side off the bed, and she moved the blunt tip precisely to the area she desired. In just a short amount of time, she was as clearly turned on as I, now contentedly stroking my rigid cock, pleased at the prospect of enjoying ourselves again, drunk in bed, with the time and privacy to just get off. As the evening was so cool, our window was closed, as was the bedroom door, so there wasn’t anything concerns to pose a distraction as things began to follow their natural course.

Watching her, I could her labia quickly start to darken and expand, the unstoppable rhythm of her now opening pussy, showing the perfect pink of her glistening cunt, her clit covered by the buzzing toy. I was getting lost in the mindless pleasure of my own stroked cock, watching her. Both vibrators have always worked quickly on her sexy body, but the newest one has more power, which she enjoys fully. As seen by her now fully pulsing pussy, her legs spreading drunkenly wider as the magic from her wand became more intense.

Heavier and louder than her previous favorite, the sound not easily covered by a down blanket, being a machine purely intended for female fun – no way to fit a cock cap on it, even though the deeper and more powerful vibrating was delightful on my cock when she moved her toy over my turned on cock, often with my hand controlling the sensations, sometimes making me cum, both enjoying a new addition to our toy collection over the last 3/4 year.

Bought late last fall, its deeply throbbing power rapidly delighted and enthralled her, and at this point, it remains essentially irresistible, the sensations on her hot cunt causing her first orgasm in a moment. In a way, it is the female equivalent of a glory hole, providing intensely focused pleasure with minimal social interaction. Cocks cum better the longer they are teased, quite literally the more ups and downs the greater the final orgasm, while women enjoy a consistently intense motion against their wet clits, whether tongue, fingers, toys, or cock.

Her bountiful fluids, in rhythm with her gaping pussy, always makes me hot. Her cum flows intensely with a vibrator, very different from urine, which after two children also occasionally seems connected to intense orgasms, and easily dealt with by the abundance of towels. Her ‘cum’ is not as delightfully slippery as the ‘honey’ of her tight pussy, though. Watching a woman cum like that has become one of the habits acquired in marriage – no other women I have had sex with did the same, though sometimes with other women, the wet spot on the bed was quite large.

Being so drunk just made her less concerned about anything but her pleasure, and after both of us getting thoroughly aroused over 10 minutes, she began to cum again. My finger moved lightly on the outside ring of her ass, thoroughly enjoying my middle finger feeling her cum while watching her pussy open and wet, lips full and dark, my right fist tempting my cock to feel as good as her, to cum hard stroking while playing with someone’s sexy hot cumming asshole, a mutual desire of ours, one my wife shares when finger fucking my ass as I stroke myself to another fantastic orgasm.

She finds it ‘dirty’ fun, while I still call it ‘kinky.’ Getting sucked off at a glory hole is something kinky too – her use of ‘dirty’ seems a fairly literal association. When enjoying such pleasures, soap and water have always been an obvious aspect, and the terms we use aren’t important – both of us consider playing with asses irresistible, especially when near orgasm. In its way, a fairly finicky treat to be shared on special occasions, which is what such games often seem to end up turning into.

Her relaxed state after orgasming did not last long, as she started moving the vibrator again, circling the top of her hairy swollen pussy, shiningly wet with the pink striking deep into my body’s awareness. With her legs bent, widely and wantonly spread, it was clear that my finger was more distraction than temptation at this point. A few minutes later, both of us panting and almost cumming, she began orgasming again, so it made sense to again start moving towards her. In turn, she shakes her head not now, which was fine, as it was delightful to keep stroking my erect length, until her eyes began to close, and her breathing started its now familiar change to a deeper panting, and her thighs started to quiver in that particular motion that shows a high level of excitement, verging on orgasm.

Wetting my index finger in her pussy, I had already started to again play with her hot ass with my middle finger, smeared with saliva before sometimes lightly, sometimes more insistently, pressing against the opening. She often enjoys a teasing touch of the hairs around the area, a tickling unspoken foretaste of what would be coming, but drunkenness does not add subtlety in bed. Now, my index finger began to circle around her hot ass, well coated in honey from her wet and recently orgasming pussy, while the tip of my middle finger continued its movement within her tight ass. After several circuits of her loosening and rhythmically moving hole, the index finger easily slipped into her, where I began to slide my fingers against each other in her snug butt, a slow twisting against the smooth skin leading to her turning her ass for easier access.

My right hand was furiously playing with my rigid cock, barely in control while moving the second finger deeper into her smooth tightness. Clearly, she was enjoying this, as she began to play with a nipple using her free hand. As her nipple crinkled into its own sexy hardness, she began to really pull at it, her head turned, playing with her vibrator on her clit, while I fucked her hot ass with two fingers, talking about how good it was to finger her, my words mixing with her low moans, my hand pumping my stiff length, riding the feeling without going over the edge, as she was, yet again. I truly envy how long her pleasure can last, without frustration, which is an essential component of an intense male orgasm.

After she stopped cumming, it was time to gently withdraw my fingers, but she kept the toy between her legs, and I had a certain inspiration. We rarely use lubricants, but Vaseline remains perfect for anal games. Unfortunately, like lambskin, it doesn’t have much place in the age of AIDS.

Opening the container, I put my left index and middle fingers into the jar, a decent amount coating the fingers, which then quickly moved towards her opened legs, Her motions, with the vibrator back on her pussy, legs wide, a hand spreading her pussy, were obvious signs showing how aroused she still was. Which matched how stiff I had grown, my hand again stroking my cock. Putting the now well lubricated fingers against her tight and contracting ass, I began to press lightly, my fingers sliding in as the Vaseline turned slippery from her heat, and she began moaning – deep, dark moans, which grew louder and more primitive as I fucked her. Echoing her, I was talking about ‘good ass fuck finger cock cum finger fuck ass hot’ while stroking myself, basking in knowing how good I was making her feel, in a game we both try to be better at than the other. And her low, drawn out animalistic moans showed that at this point, my skills were at their peak, and there was nothing she wanted more right then than to feel her ass being finger fucked as her toy played over her clit.

My wife began to cum in rolling waves, and as tempting as it would be to start pumping my own hot cum to her own ever sexier abandoned moaning, it remained possible to keep my concentration remained centered on getting her off as long as possible. She was on her side, offering a perfect view of her beautifully aroused body, a sexy breast, long hair, and after a blissful period at the edge of my own pumping orgasm, her moaning began to taper off. Her ass had been fingered fucked to her obviously deep enjoyment, and there was no way I could restrain my throbbing need to cum, with her sexy ass so available, waiting for me to push my reddened and turned on cock against her still slippery and hot hole.

My greased fingers slid along the length of my cock, positioning the cock head to enjoy another opportunity to feel her ass. Holding my cock, I began to slide in the Vaseline lubricated and now nicely opened asshole, pushing the ragingly turned on head past the tight ring of her anus, now pressing around and underneath my flared cock head, the most sensitive area. Feeling her sexy grip as she squeezed her already tightly pressed muscles, I just started cumming, milky semen pumping unstoppably as I arched above her, her hot ass underneath me, feeling the hot flood from my no longer aching balls, finally releasing all the pent up lust into her hot slippery ass. My moans became as loud and as powerfuls as hers had been, and she added her own sexy words – not really recognized, but adding to the pleasure she was providing.
We both feel asleep after a minimal amount of cleaning up, both of us completely worn out after more than a half hour of playing truly wonderful games with her magic wand.

x

Remember: If you are gay, bi, lesbian you can use this tips aswell, Get inspired!

Sexual Touching
When you’re touching a woman sexually, you need to think about
what arouses her and turns her on. But be carefully not to get too carried
away and go over the line into foreplay. There’s a thin line between foreplay
and sexual touching. Sexual touching builds arousal, foreplay starts to let
that arousal out.
Foreplay is things like touching a woman’s vagina, touching her
boobs and her ass. You can go ahead and finger a woman at a club and
sometimes that leads to getting laid, but sometimes it doesn’t. It all
depends on the woman.
However it is safer to try things like running your nails down her
back, lightly stroking her hair, massaging her neck, nibbling, breathing in
her ears, whispering, holding her wrists tight, controlling her hips, lightly
rubbing her legs (without getting too close), and slightly touching her lower
back once she’s comfortable with you.
All these things can really get a woman aroused and turned on, but
don’t go over the line. That’s what you want to do: sexual touching. You
want it to almost be subtext.
Sexual Facial Expressions
Facial expressions are incredibly powerful. However, for creating
sexual attraction, you want to use facial expressions in two ways. First, you
want to flash her sexual expressions. You want to make a really sexual face
and look at her like that for a second or two, and then smile and break it. By
flashing these sexual expressions, we’re kind of sending nonverbal signals
that she’s registering.
Is the girl going to start sucking your dick because you do this? Of
course not, but it starts to send the signals of sex on all the various
channels that are open to us. You don’t want to stare at her like you want to
fuck her, because she will be weirded out. But if you flash it for a few
seconds and take it away, you can start to get her comfortable with it.
The second thing you want to do is watch her facial expressions and
while you’re escalating. This is one of the major benefits of being able to
read facial expressions. You want to watch her face closely as you move
forward with these techniques. Does it change? If it changes, is she
uncomfortable, or is she comfortable?
As you’re physically escalating and verbally escalating, watch the
women’s face to see if she flinches or acts uncomfortable. Does she look
mad, sad, surprised or disgusted? Any one of these universal expressions
besides happy, or blank, and you know that something is not right with your
escalation. Slow it down and keep this in mind as you move forward.
Let’s move on to step number three, which is creating and passing
her tests. One of the most consistent ways to create attraction is to pass a
woman’s tests. This is even more true with sexual attraction as being able
to pass her tests related to sex; it gets you that much closer to having sex
with her. Let’s look at how to use creating and passing a woman’s tests to
escalate the interaction.

Hope you enjoyed. There will be more coming on..!

See you back on our next posts…

As Promissed !

Sexual Eye Contact
Eye contact is one of the best ways to send signals of sexuality. The
eyes are a great way to lead a woman, as well as give a sexual subtext
without saying anything. If I look at a woman a certain way, all she can
really say is, “What are you looking at me like that for?”
You can reply with, “How am I looking at you?” But she gets it.
When you look at a woman in the sexual ways that I’m going to talk to you
about – these three ways – she understands what’s happening.
The first one is the triangular gaze. This is a classic. This is when
you look from a woman’s eye, to her other eye, to her lips. It’s the eye, eye,
lips triangle (or lips, eye, eye). This is a great thing to do before you go in
for a kiss, because it really slows the woman down. You can get close and
build a lot of sexual tension.
The second technique I like is called “bedroom eyes”. This is when I
look at a woman as if we were having sex and I imagine all the things I
want to do to her. Sometimes I’ll do this with a woman from the beginning,
and you can really see the effect it has on her. My eyes are burning a little
hot. She can see it. She’s attracted to it, but there is nothing to talk about.
This is a great punctuator, especially once you already have some
attraction.
The third one is dominant eye contact. This is where you stare
straight at a woman to show her your strength. When you get into those
fun, play-fighting, combative situations, make dominant eye contact with a
smile. It shows a woman you aren’t backing down, but you’re not mad.
You’re not domineering or threatening, either. It’s also good to use when we
talk about creating and passing her tests.

Our next TIPS post will go about Sexualy Touching

This article is displayed as from the female perspective, but gays and lesbians you can get inspired by this!

Displaying Dominance

First, I have a quote that comes from Sarah Lonoir “Beauty is a
currency system like the gold standard. Like any economy, it’s determined
by politics, and in the modern age in the West is the last best belief system
that keeps male dominance intact.”
This is an interesting quote because she is saying that beauty is a
currency system, and it’s determined by politics and it’s the best belief
system for keeping male dominance intact. The idea that beautiful women
are thought to be the one aspect that can motivate men more than anything
else is pretty true in my experience. I think in the global economy, women
are motivating standards and are a tangible asset. Women are used in
business transactions; there’s a pretty face in the room a lot of the times.
A way of being more dominant is to have more women. It’s kind of a
two-way street; the more dominant you are, the more women you’re going
to get, and the more women you get, the more dominant you’re going to
look.
Dominance is the most academically recognized source of sexual
attraction. I’ve boiled down all the evolutionary biology for you. I’ve read
“The Red Queen” by Matt Ridley, and “Sperm Wars” by Robin Baker, and
“The Selfish Gene” by Richard Dawkins.
They all share the idea that the most dominant male gets access to
90% of the sex, and everyone else gets to fight for 10% of the scraps.
Oftentimes, this idea manifests itself in the idea of the “alpha male.” I put
alpha male in quotes because the typical alpha male is very misunderstood.
Really, dominance is about being in control of you, the situation, and the
conversation. It’s not letting other people get you emotional; it’s not
reacting too much to other people – it’s leading, and a few other things,
which I’m going to address.
Leading
When it comes to displaying dominance, the best advice I can give
you is to lead. As a man, we’re designed to be sexually aggressive, while
women are designed to be sexually receptive. You have to be the leader.
You have to start the conversation, lead the conversation and then you are
going to have to transition off your opener. However even though you
started the conversation, whether it was direct or indirect, it’s up to you to
lead into a normal conversation.
You are going to have to lead the conversation into a direction that
is all about her. You’re going to need to lead the conversation into
qualification, into sexuality, into getting a phone number or trying to go
back to your place. You will have to lead the conversation the whole way.
You’re going to have to know where you’re going and push consistently to
get there.
A lot of time, men think I meet a woman and end up pulling her
home that night. They think it was simple and I acted like, “You want to go
back to my house?” and she was like, “Yeah of course!” Right? Wrong! A lot
of the time you have to push things; you have to move things forward; you
have to convince girls to do things. That’s very important to being dominant.
You need to lead.
The next step is to lead her physically. You’re going to need to
initiate the touching, the first kiss. You are re going to need to take the first
article of clothing off, and so on and so forth. Again, women are just not
designed to do that. Do they sometimes? Of course, there are always
exceptions that prove the rule, but 90% of the time, you’re going to be the
one who makes all the physical moves.
You’re going to need to lead logistically. You will need to either set
up a date, or try to move her back to your place, or go somewhere where
you can have sex. The girl is not going to do that for you and she won’t just
give you her phone number. Even if she likes you and wants to see you
again, most girls are not going to make that step. Women will sit and wait
and leave opportunities open for you to ask. But they won’t just come out
and be like, “Here, have my phone number.” You need to lead that.
You will also need to lead on the date. You need to set up the date,
get her phone number, call her and/or text her. You need to lead the date
back to your house or it won’t just happen. You will need to use whatever
means of transportation you have to get her there and yes, you will need to
lead this.
That is part of being dominant. You need to be in control of yourself,
the conversation, and the situation.

Conversation Control
When it comes to displaying dominance, unfortunately we can’t just
walk up and club a girl on the head and drag her back to our place. Instead
we need display dominance socially through leading the conversation. This
means you need to control the subject of the conversation, the pace (how
fast you’re talking – slow down or speed up), and control what you’re
building up to (getting a phone number, setting up a date, or getting her to
come back home with you).
It’s also where you do the majority of the talking. In the first five to
ten minutes, to display dominance, you need to do like 75% of the talking
and pick most of the subjects. We do this because we want to show her that
we’re in control and things are fun when she can relax.
Sexual Tension
One of my favorite quotes about sexual tension and pickup in
general is from a guy named Paul Janka out in New York. He says, “In some
of the best pickups I’ve done, there’s a level of condescension,
combativeness, and dismissiveness that isn’t acceptable in calm society.
But they are fun and they do produce great results.”
One is condescension, which means talking down to her. We all
know exactly what he’s talking about. It’s not mean or rude, but it is really
the best description of sexual tension that I’ve ever read. Keep that in mind.
It’s fun, not rude, and is more of a play fight that really starts the sexual
tension.
Combativeness creates sexual tension, and tension needs a
resolution. For example, when you want to mess with a woman, pick on her
a little. This is how you start a little fake fighting.
It’s really important to display dominance in this situation. When
people are talking about sexual tension, they are talking about sexualized,
attractive combat with no resolution which leaves sex as the only way to
end the frustration.
Remember, emotions are your friends, even if this emotion you’re
creating in a woman frustrates her. You always want to pick a fight, in a
playful way. Again, you’re not going to be rude. You’re not going to pick a
fight about anything that’s too important or close to her heart. But you
want pick on her just enough to create a little tension. This sexual tension
brings on the condescension, combativeness and dismissiveness that, when
done in a fun, playful way – without insulting or attacking her – creates
massive amounts of sexual tension. Because the two of you are fighting,
you know it has to be resolved somehow.
If you combine that with the other steps in this book, you’re going to
see that the resolution leads to sex a lot of the time.
Now let’s talk about sexual nonverbal communication (step 2). When
it comes to communicating sexually nonverbally, we want to focus on three
main areas: eye contact, touching, and facial expressions.

We are going to get in more detail into each of these, starting with eye contact on our next post.

Attraction is a Valuable Emotion

Going back, sexual attraction is a type of attraction consisting of two
parts that are separate but equal. First, you need a filter of sexuality over
the emotion of attraction. Attraction is an emotion of “I want that.” and “I
want more of that.” And it is also an emotion of “reaching out for.”
The second thing you need is physical arousal. When it comes to
sexual attraction, arousal doesn’t always have to be physical. Arousal is
what sparks sexual attraction and is an actual physical process where the
woman gets ready for sex. She gets wetter, her body gets warmer, etc.
Sexual attraction is an emotional attraction – the emotion of “I want
that” that creates that longing with a filter of sexuality over it. There’s
going to be a filter of sexuality over everything we do in sexual attraction,
combined with sparking arousal – but not necessarily physically. We don’t
necessarily need to be touching the woman to cause sexual attraction, but
generally if you get sexual attraction quickly, the second part comes more
naturally.
This system is really different from the other techniques used to
teach attraction. Most guys teach emotional or value-based attraction. They
teach you talk about how cool you are … to demonstrate values … or they
teach you how to engage a woman’s emotions with cockiness, funniness, or
teasing. Those have their place, but they’re different from what I’m talking
about.
Sexual attraction plays such an important role in pickup because it is
the most useful type of attraction. If you can get a woman to be attracted to
you … to want you with a filter of sexuality and physical arousal … it’s really
easy to take things to the next level, which may mean you get laid that
night, or on the next date.
When you build that sexual attraction, women are much more likely
to want to get physical really quickly, regardless of what’s happening.
When you don’t create sexual attraction, you end up in the dead
friend zone with a woman who thinks you’re nice or fun, but not sexy.
I know a lot of you have been in the friend zone before, and I don’t
want you to end up there again. When you build up sexual attraction,
woman will be 100% sure that you are interested in her and she can’t put
you in the friend zone.
So now that you understand sexual attraction, I’m going to go over
my “5-Step Method for Creating Powerful Sexual Attraction”.
Step #1: Display Dominance
Dominance is the most scientifically-proven form of sexual
attraction. If you look at all the evolutionary biology reading, all the stuff
academically out there, it all boils down to dominance.
Step #2: Use Sexual Non-Verbal Communication
You need to use your body in a sexual way to communicate with a
woman. I’ll talk about three different ways to do that.
Step #3: Create and Pass Her Tests
One of the most consistent ways to gain attraction (regardless of
looks, race or anything else) is to pass her tests. If a woman tests you and
you can consistently pass them, you will gain her attraction. It’s a very
consistent mechanism for building attraction – probably the most
consistent, which is why I put it in here. You need to pass tests even if
they’re not there. This will build attraction while layering on step four,
which is:
Step #4: Progressive Sexualization
While we’re creating and passing these tests, we’re also
progressively moving things in a sexual direction. As things move forward,
they have to run smoothly. Do this by progressing slowly. In other words,
don’t immediately just pull out your dick and act like, “Hey look at my dick!”
You have to turn her on step-by-step. That’s what step four is all about –
progressively desensitizing her to sex.
Step #5: Demonstrate Direct Interest
Demonstrating direct interest is more than just qualifying a girl.
You’re letting her know you like her so she doesn’t feel like you’re just using
her for sex. We’re going to go into each of these steps in a lot more detail
now so you can understand, “Okay, if I do these five things, I can create
sexual attraction every single time.”

We will continue this article atraction are valuable emotnions very soon on our next post…

4 Awesome Dating Tips for gay, lesbian, bi, hetero what ever.

Great dating tips provide the best avenue for people to enjoy their dating life. Even if you are a newbie in the dating scene or a person planning to go back to the dating game, getting great dating tips will determine whether you will be successful in the long run or not. When it comes to dating, the perception is often that people who are more beautiful or wealthier find dating quite easy. This cannot be further from the truth as dating is never a walk in the park. This is the reason why every person looking to have a successful dating experience should thrive to arm themselves with quality dating tips. The following are some tips that are bound to help;

Tip 1 Preparation is very important: Do not let anybody cheat you that dating is an easy thing. A successful dating experience requires a lot of preparation in order to pull it off. As any dating coach and he will tell you that preparation is one of the key dating tips that is often not over emphasized. Do a lot of research into what you really expect from your date and the kind of conversation you expect on a first date.

Tip 2 Groom yourself: Ever heard of the saying that first impressions matter? Well that is very true. Grooming is one of the key dating tips that should always be taken into consideration. Looking your best during a date not only gives you extra points but also makes you feel good about yourself in the long run. Get a haircut, by some new clothes, get a massage e.t.c. anything that will make you look good and feel great is a plus. Good grooming is the mother of all dating tips.

Tip 3 Always surround yourself with people who take dating seriously: This will often give you an upper hand when it comes to approaching dating with the right frame of mind. Always avoid people who look down on dating and often do not believe that true love exists. Of all the dating tips i have ever hard, this is perhaps the most powerful one. Have you ever heard the saying show me your friends and I will show you who you really are? If you hang out with people who do not take dating seriously you will probably do the same.

Tip 4 Be realistic: Every dating expert will always tell you to always be realistic when it comes to dating. This is one of the best dating tips you are ever going to get. Before you date anybody be realistic on the chances of the date being successful. Ask yourself if the person you are asking on a date is really your type in order to avoid rejection. Dating hinges on both your looks and personality therefore learn to ask yourself if you truly think that the date will be successful.

The above tips will help you improve your chances of finding your best partner. Always have an open mind when it comes to dating and never forget to always have fun. These dating tips do work wonders.

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If you like sex, talk a lot about sex to feel the other person to see if you match on that.

If you like Cooking, check if he or she doesnt like Cooking so you can do more Cooking always. ETC ETC. You understand me right. GOOD LUCK.

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I remember coming out to friends and being a bag of nerves the entire time explaining my lesbianism. After the nerves die down; they accept you for who you are and love you the same. But, their first question after all that anxiety is, “how do lesbians have sex?”. At first I laughed at the question and responded easy!  Then I thought about it. Maybe people in the heterosexual community believe that there is a difference between lesbian sex and straight sex. Or maybe my friends had curiosities of their own that they wanted to explore through me. Whatever the reason, it started a dialogue that made me think. Lesbians have sex like straight people, but it’s more intense, passionate, and sensual. So for all my straight readers out there, I’ll give you a break down how lesbians have sex.

1. Body to body. Lesbians love body to body sex, sometimes it’s called body rocking when both bodies entangle with one another. This happens when one person lies on top of the other person, sort of like straight sex, but minus one thing. All of the body parts are involved from your head to your toes and the genital areas rub against each other. The friction alone from body to body sex can make us as lesbians have powerful orgasms because not only are you feeling the moist genitalia of your partner, but her erect nipples, her arms, her legs, her lips, her hands, etc. Another popular way to body rock is the scissor set. Each party parts their legs like scissors and have genital to genital sex. Just for clarification, during the scissor set, no one is on top.

2. Fingers and hands. Touch is the most stimulating action in lesbian sex. Whether it’s a light rub against her body, or a strong massage like motion to illicit a sexual response. Once she’s stirred up, using your fingers to penetrate her or to rub her genitalia is only the beginning. You can keep going with this until she’s satisfied with an orgasm, or it can be the precursor to other types of love making. But not all lesbians like penetration, this will only work for those that do.

3. Fisting. Like finger penetration, this only works for women who are into it. It takes time, concentration, and gentleness to be able to execute this properly without hurting your lover. The flat hand approach followed by closing your fist as it’s inside works best. This is one of the sexual acts that thrusts your lover into female ejaculation.

4. Mouth. The obvious sex for two women. It is what people outside of the lesbian world believe that it’s all we do. While the mouth is integral in our lovemaking; cunnilingus and anilingus, it’s also used throughout sex for kissing, sucking, and licking.

5. Mutual Masturbation – There’s something very erotic about pleasing yourself while watching your partner please herself. But, this isn’t the only way to enjoy mutual masturbation. You can play masturbate each other while kissing, and body rocking.

6. Penetration; Vaginal and Anal – This section I am only speaking of toys. From dildos to strap-ons to butt plugs. Lesbians love their toys, and enjoy them the same as heterosexual women do. But the fun part is that you don’t have to do it alone! All of the toys can be used anally or vaginally. It’s up to that couple to experiment to find what they like.

For lesbians, it’s all about using every body part to achieve the best orgasm possible. Touch is the most important during sex, but not only the genital area. The entire body is an erogenous zone that we love to explore.

Some people believe that just because it’s two women, we know how to please each other. Well, you’re right. We do, but it’s also a learning curve because every woman is different. Learning those differences are just as fun and exploring them.

Hopefully I’ve given some insight.

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As a gay latino immigrant living in the United States illegally, Alex Aldana acutely understands his double-minority status. Not only does he fear deportation, he can’t seek citizenship by marrying a partner because the federal government doesn’t recognize same-sex marriages.

He and other gay activists are hoping the new immigration debate at the top of Washington’s agenda will change that, and they are betting on a newly forged but still fragile alliance between a pair of voting blocs considered critical to President Obama’s re-election: Latinos and the gay community.

The gay rights movement is working to make sure bi-national same-sex couples are included in immigration reform legislation making its way toward Congress, a tricky task for a constituency at the nexus of two hot-button social issues. So far, it has done so with strong backing from its liberal Latino partners.

Groups such as the League of United Latin American Citizens, the National Council de la Raza and the Mexican American Legal Defense and Education Fund — all of which endorsed same-sex unions last year — reiterated this week that married gays should be part of a reform plan that provides a pathway to citizenship for the 11 million illegal immigrants in the U.S.

Both Obama and the Congressional Hispanic Caucus have included bi-national gay couples in their immigration reform blueprints. The framework that eight leading Democratic and Republican senators unveiled this week did not.

Republicans John McCain of Arizona and Lindsey Graham of South Carolina, two of the senators working to hammer out a bipartisan immigration bill, already have rejected the idea that gay immigrants have a place in the coming debate.

“I’m telling you now, if you load this up with social issues and things that are controversial, then it will endanger” the endeavor, said McCain, whose wife and daughter support marriage rights for same-sex couples. He does not.

Aldana, 26, is torn. He encourages Hispanic groups to include gay rights in their struggle, but reminds gay activists that immigration rights go far beyond just fighting for legal residency for foreigners in same-sex marriages.

“The reality is that immigration is not just about married couples. That’s a middle-class concern. It’s a privilege I support, but it’s not something that will benefit all our immigrant communities,” Aldana said.

Rep. Mike Honda, a California Democrat and vice-chair of the Congressional LGBT Equality Caucus, plans to reintroduce stand-alone legislation next week in hopes of getting its provisions incorporated in any overarching immigration bill that reaches the Republican-controlled House.

“In the bow of the ship is immigration reform, and the big iceberg out there is reuniting families with bi-national couples,” Honda said. “They cannot be excluded from the definition of family. Otherwise, we can’t call it comprehensive.”

Another factor is the U.S. Supreme Court’s consideration in late March of the federal law that currently bars U.S. citizens in same-sex marriages from sponsoring their foreign-born partners for permanent legal residency. If justices uphold the Defense of Marriage Act, gay-friendly lawmakers would have less leverage to press the issue.

Gay rights leaders have focused attention on building strategic coalitions with ethnic and racial minority groups since the passage in 2008 of California’s constitutional ban on same-sex marriages. Exit polling showed that about seven of 10 black voters and more than half of Latinos supported Proposition 8 on the same day Obama first won the White House, revealing a gap between gay groups that were seen as white and privileged and minority communities that were viewed as inherently anti-gay.

Ari Gutierrez, chairwoman of the Latino Equality Alliance, a Los Angeles-based group of gay, lesbian and transgender Hispanics, said important inroads have been made since the election. Gay contingents now participate in the immigrant rights marches held every May Day. Last week, the National Gay and Lesbian Task Force sponsored the first daylong workshop at its annual organizing conference devoted to working in Latino communities.

“There is work that still needs to be shored up, but I think it’s pretty much understood that, if it’s legal for one, it should be legal for the other,” Gutierrez said.

A survey by the Pew Hispanic Center and the Pew Forum on Religion & Public Life released in October, just before Latino and gay voters were credited with key roles in Obama’s re-election, found support for gay marriage rising quickly among Latinos, with 53 percent favoring allowing gay and lesbian couples to wed. When the same survey was conducted in 2006, 56 percent of Latinos opposed same-sex unions.

Ultimately, though, decisions about whose needs are addressed and whose are left for another day lies with lawmakers and the White House, not the good intentions of advocacy groups, said Frank Gilliam, dean of the Luskin School of Public Affairs at the University of California, Los Angeles.

“If I were a Democratic Senate aide and this (issue) was a discussion in our staff meeting, I would tell our member that this is something you better be prepared to give up,” Gilliam said. “We are talking politics. We are not talking about what the right thing to do is.”

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