Your journal is very interesting! Can you post an update please?

This is great. Keep on man !

***You Want Lobster, I'm Thinking Burger King***

May 2012

Online. 40 year old 5'2" brunette. Smoking hot HB9, she hit me up on okcupid. We talked on the phone, texted, and met for a dinner date.

All the time she kept complimenting me, on my looks, my attitude, she told me things she liked about me, etc. I reciprocated. Only when I did, she would say "Of course! I'm unforgettable." Or "I'm once in a lifetime", etc...I hate that shit. But I want to fuck her so I just laugh it off with her.

We talk and text the next few days. She sends me texts, pictures of her face, her wearing nice clothes. She starts telling me she wants to go shopping, pick out clothes for me (that I am supposed to buy). Telling me what I need to wear, that her sense of style is perfect, etc. Her personality is annoying as fuck. But I'm trying to get into her pants so I put up with it.

One day I asked her what she was wearing, in text. "Clothes" she said. I should have picked up on her reply...but like an AFC I said what I would like to see her wearing.

She replied:

Her: I take it your not interested in getting to know me first.
Her: Good luck!
ME: That's not true. I will not apologize for being a man though.
ME: Well if you can't handle a little flirting or like that then we probably arent a good match. I wish you good luck too!
Her: I want a man that is a man in every sense of the way.
Her: Flirting is one thing. Treating me like I'm a piece of meat from the beginning doesn't go well with me. Treat a woman right and you will get more than you hoped for.

That hit home. She was right. I did that to my last girlfriend...girlfriend #2. I was all take and no give with her. Women like attention and like to feel special, secure in a relationship. I need to work on that.

I didn't treply to that last text. She called me later and we had our first REAL conversation. I'm thinking this one I can learn from, if nothing else.

Date #3. Dinner at her place. We're cuddling on the couch after, watching netflix. Talking about our profiles and how many dates it takes to fuck. Mine says 3-5, hers says 6 or more. I tell her our first phone conversation was an hour long, it counts as a phone date. Laugh. We start making out. I begin talking dirty to her...but I don't touch her anywhere, just saying what I want to do to her. She fucking loves it. Tells me she's dripping wet. I go to rub her pussy but she pushed my hand away. No big deal I acted cool.

I tell her "the next three dates are going to be Mcdonald's on Wednesday, a walk in the park Thursday, and a movie Friday. Then we can fuck all weekend" She says "Are you cheap?" I tell her no, and I'm wondering how it went from her approaching me to me paying for everything and having to change my style. I copped an attitude. Totally killed the mood. I fucking hate when I do that.

So when I left her house (four days ago), we kissed and said good night. Haven't heard from her since. I haven't called or texted either. Not interested.

Lessons learned:

- No matter how hot she is, I won't degrade myself to have a woman
- When her pussy is wet, don't complain about anything!!
- I need to slow down and be more smooth in my approach with sex (I'm pretty smooth but a bit rusty)...even after we have had sex several times.

***Let's Ride***

May 2012

Online. 35 year old 5"5" brunette. HB8. Biker chick. I said hi to her two months ago, she never replied. I recently bought a motorcycle, put a pic of me sitting on it in my profile. She contacts me a few days later. Talk, text, phone conversation, date. We met in person for the first time last night. She paid half for dinner. We went out for a drink after.

Our conversations were undemanding, effortless. We talked about riding and how I'm a newb. She said she can teach me a lot. She started kino'ing me at the bar. So I ignored that. It only made her do it more. I reciprocated, and soon our hands were in each other's lap. At the bar. It felt so natural sitting there with her, my hand on her knee, her's stroking my leg, and us talking. She might become my next girlfriend.

We sat in her car and talked for two hours. When we were kissing, I did not feel her titties or even carress her body. I have learned to not to become too sexual too early (unless she is dtf and not girlfriend material, then I'm putting on a jimmy hat and diving in!)

Yeah, she might become my new girlfriend. I'll play it cool and see what happens.

***No***

May 2012

Online. 27 year old 5'8" brunette. About a 6. Slightly overweight, but she has good shape...her ass was actually nice. Something about her reminded me of girlfriend #2, so I contacted her.

We met at a restaurant/bar near me, took her for a motorcycle ride after. When she put on the pair of shades I gave her (they look like cop sunglasses), she looked ten times sexier. We stopped at a park, we talked and made out for a while, then back to my place.

Making out on the couch, she tells me how turned on she is, pussy all wet. I tell her I want to be inside her, she tells me

Her: "Me too, but I can't"
Me: "I know, I wouldn't want you like that on the first date" ((( I totally lied!! )))
Her: "No, I want to, but I CAN'T" *rolls eyes*
Me: "Oh that time"
Her: Yes, but I want to please you"

Took her to my room and I got some head in bed. She wasn't very good at giving head, I had to tell her what I like, what to do. She got a bonus point for deep throating me. And her tits are huge!

Second date the next night. Out for a drink and some food, then back to her apartment. Another blowjob, and no sex (she's still ragging).

She sent me texts for the next three days, but I'm not into her. I told her in text yesterday:

Me: I want to be open with you before you come over tomorrow. I don't feel a connection with you. I can only offer you friendship and sex.
Her: I am looking for more than that. And it takes more than two dates for me.

---> Yeah, right! That's not what she said the first night we met!

Lessons learned:

- Can't replace someone you lost
- What women SAY and what they DO aren't always the same.
- Even if she's slightly overweight, if she has good shape I can work with it

dude u have some problems, but I understand with the dead girl and all but u have to gett past that and i see that u can get a girl easily but cant keep her for more than a week or two so i would recomend to you the book called "THE SYSTEM" FROM "DOC LOVE" check that out it will tell u how to be a CHALLENGE with women IN A RELATIONSHIP
I PROMISE THIS BOOK WILL MAKE U THE BEST THAT U CAN BE
whatever u do good luck to you my friend

_________________
what ever makes u happy

***The Stench Of Desperation***

May 2012

Online. 35 year old, 5'8" brunette. She's a 7 in her pictures (she said "few extra pounds" none of her pics show the shape of her body), since I haven't gotten laid in over 3 weeks, and I know I can work with it if she has good shape, I begin gaming her. She lives 5 minutes away from me. Her profile said she's a lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets, so I'm thinking I can at least get wet and have some fun.

We met at a bar. She pulled into the parking lot right ahead of me. All I saw of her was a fat head and neck. I thought about leaving right then, but I didn't. She owed me a drink for being a bitch in texts earlier ."You can make it up to me by buying me a drink later" I texted, when she said she was sorry.

So I went in and saw a fat chick sitting at the bar alone. Dressed like a slut, she had a hundred extra pounds! Pretty face, sexy hair, and perfect dick sucking lips. Build like a cow. I was thinking "Here I fucking go again".

Within one hour of meeting her, I had called her a whore and a bitch, made her buy me drinks, was checking out other hot chicks as the place was filling up (I'm definately going back to that bar next weekend, there were several HB9's there), ignored her, was texting with the 40 year old HB9 from my previous post, etc. It only made her try harder.

Me: On another date, she's fat...I'll send you a pic
HB9: Bwahahaha
HB9: Don't let her see you take the pic

I send her a pic of my date's fat ass

HB9: Ewww!!!
HB9: Seriously!!!
HB9: *sends me a pic of her ass in the mirror* I bet you wish you were looking at this booty right now
Me: *no reply*

After two hours, the place was crowded, I'm hiding in a corner on the patio with this fat chick, trying to get out of there. The topic turned to sex. I told her she had what it takes to turn me on (I lied), she said her friend thought I was cute, showed me her friend's picture. Her friend is 34, nice figure, and sort-of good looking.

Fatty: What's the dirtiest thing a girl can do without using props/toys?
Me: I don't know, probably a threesome
Fatty: Meh, I don't know...
Me: I've never done a threesome, but I want to some time
Fatty: I can get my friend over here in one hour, she will like you

Now I'm interested. I imagine them licking and sucking my cock, in and out of each other's mouths. I don't even care if one is fat, I want that.

She texts her friend (She let me read the texts)

Fatty: Up for a 3 some?
Friend: with who, teach?
Fatty: Nooooo, with a very hot guy
Friend: pic?
Fatty: *sends pic*
Friend: test the waters...let me know

Dirty fucking whores, I'm thinking. Glad I have condoms. We go to her place, she's giving me head, I'm sitting on the couch. I just closed my eyes and tried to imagine she was girlfriend #2, it sort-of works. I told her to take me to her room, that I want to fuck her from behind...she put that big fat ass up in the air, and my condomed dick only went half way in...went soft. I told her "I haven't had sex in ten years" (I lied), and "I can't stay hard..it's mental" (I lied). Her body was gross, and she stunk like cheap perfume. So I said "masturbate with me. Lie on your back and take your tits out" (her shirt never came off the whole time)

So I'm standing by the edge of the bed naked, pulling my meat, she's laying on her back stroking her clit, we are talking dirty to each other. I say "Come here I'm about to cum" Shot my load in her mouth and all over her fat tits. Then we got dressed, smoked a few cigarettes, talked for a bit. When I left I told her I was interested in meeting her friend, perhaps next weekend. She said any time I felt like having sex to call her, and that she would make the threesome happen as soon as possible.

When I got home I washed my dick and balls for 5 minutes with soap and hot water, then crashed in bed. I stunk like her shitty perfume in the morning.

The HB9 texts me in the morning

HB9: Did you get my pic?
Me: Yes
HB9: You didn't say anything, I thought you liked the fat one better
ME: *calls HB9*

I told her exactly what I wanted to do to her, we had phone sex for about half an hour. She called me at 6:00 this evening and asked if I wanted to come up. She lives an hour away I declined, "at mom's for dinner, gonna be too late tonight" I am going to fuck that 40-year old HB9 like she's never been fucked before, the next time we meet.

Lessons learned:

- Body Type: Average = a few extra pounds, A Few Extra Pounds = fat, Curvy = obese.
- I'm a good liar
- Found a good local bar where HB's gather on Saturday night.

Awesome reports, anything new happened?

***Showing Some Restraint***

May 2012

Online. 33 year old 5'5" blonde. 7.5. I made first contact, I said "Hi", she sent three replies. We traded numbers, talked on the phone for an hour that night (last night). She remarked that she was a passionate, sexual person, and I immediately replied (not in desperation, but with confidence)"When can we meet?", she laughed and said "I'm free tomorrow". We made plans to meet at a bar near her place...her friend was the bartender.

She was sitting at the bar when I walked in. Nice, shapely body (has 3 kids...what can you expect...slightly curvy, nice ass, tits, and face). Her bartender friend was an HB8.5, a sexy blonde. Too bad she recently got engaged.

We have a couple drinks and order a chinese dinner from next door, play some music on the jukebox, and have conversation. She's kino'ing me the whole time. Stepping outside for a smoke we kissed, (on the second time out) she says to me: "I don't have sex on first dates - it never works out then". I have learned that when an HB says that, chances are good that you can have sex with her if you just play it cool. My reply: "Whatever."

15 minutes later she asks if I want to come over. "Yes." I say. We leave, go to her place and chill on the couch. She says how nice it is to just have someone close to her, cuddling with her. She misses that. "I want to make out" I said. She wasn't into it. I'm thinking she might be a nice girl to hang out with, then she says:

"Let me show you my new sheets. I'm not implying anything but I just got them". Now I know we're going to fuck, just a matter of time and playing it cool. We hop in her bed, start making out. 5 minutes later her our clothes were off, she's stroking me, I'm playing with her pussy (her hood is pierced).

Fucked her twice and got AMAZING head.

Cuddled, talked for a while in bed. There were 4 leather restraints attached to the 4 corners of her bedposts. "What would you do to me with those? Shove things inside me?" She laughed and said "Blindfold you and have my way with you." I asked her if she ever had a threesome, she said she has a "go-to girl" for that. Showed me a pic. She's nice looking, about the same 7.5 face and body - definately doable. She's down but she said she needed there to be trust with me before it happens. I told her I have a friend who would DP her, tall and handsome like me. She said that's something she wants to try once. I dropped the subject and we layed there for 30 minutes.

We smoked a couple cigarettes, talked for a bit then I left. Saying goodbye, she acted like she knew the routine - she was a whore and I'll never call her again. She might be right...maybe so...or maybe I can fake a relationship with her just long enough to get her friend over for a threesome. I want to try out those restraints too. Haven't decided yet.

The sheet were very nice. Now they are wrinkled.

***Friends First***

May 2012

These past three months meeting new women online, having sex again, even getting my poor heart trampled on, has given me the confidence and inner game needed to approach and strike up conversations with women in person. It's different offline. You have to be quick - no thinking about your replies, and you have to look good, and act right.

Louie Run NE Ohio 2012. It's 5000 bikers at a fairgrounds with vendors, bands, tattooists, games, food etc...I'm walking around alone, just wandering aimlessly throught the crowd, when I see this 5'10" blonde HB8.5 walking past me heading in the opposite direction. She saw me as well - our eyes locked as we past each other. A few steps later we both stop dead in our tracks, never losing eye contact. "Hi" I said we talked for a bit, traded numbers. She went to the same high school as me, she's a few years older (39). Said she remembers me, but I have no recollection of her whatsoever.

She texted me that weekend, inviting me to come to the bar she was part-time bartending at. When I got there around ten the place was dead. She was so sexy in her knee-high black boots, black skirt, and (I forget what kind of top she was wearing, something black with white underneath). I kino'ed her once when we were talking - I touched her hand when I was saying something to her. She reciprocated, stroking the side of my hand with her thumb and making eye contact. The kino was brief, but it was perfect.

Three nights later she texted me again. Inviting me to join her at a local bar where the Cleveland Blues Society was jamming. When I arrived, she had just parked her motorcycle and was packing her gear into the saddlebags. She was wearing tight bluejeans and chaps...fucking sexy biker chick.

We chilled at the bar for a few hours, listening to the music and we talked, drank and ate, then an extended hug goodnight in the parking lot. I'm playing this one very cool because I want to be friends with her...a riding buddy, and possibly a girlfriend later.

I left the bar without paying my tab (it was $8.45). She texted me informing me of that, but when I called the bar to pay with my credit card there was no answer. She told me not to worry, that her friend paid it for me and that she would give her friend the cash the next day. In the morning I texted her:

Me: "I'll give you 10 the next time we meet. Don't get excited haha...10 dollars"
Her: LMAO!

I have never been friends with a chick like this. It's...new and different. It's like the start of something good.

***You Know Me***

May 2012

Grocery store. 34 year old, 5'5" blonde. Face is 7.0, body is 8.5. Single mom, works at the customer service register. The first time I went to her for something, I chatted her a up a bit. The second time I went to her, she said:

Her: "Why do you look so familiar?"
Me: "I was just here the other day."
Her: "No...I KNOW you from somewhere!"
Me: "Well I grew up just down the street. Where are you from?"
Her: "Are you from ___(city)"
Me: "Yep, what high school did you go to?"
Her: "___(city high)"
Me: "What year did you graduate?"
Her: "1995"
Me: "I graduated in 1994"
Her: "What is your name?
Me: "(my name)
Her: "I'm (her name)"

I totally remembered her...she was HOT in high school. We never hung out but our social circles overlapped. My friend in high school had two kids with her and they got divorced. I teased her and flirted, said she looked great. Told her we should grab a drink some time and catch up. Asked her her number, she gave it to me. 20 minutes later, I went on facebook and she had sent me a friend request. I accepted.

That was Tuesday afternoon. Tomorrow (Friday) I will shoot her a text. I definately want to have sex with her, at least practice my game, kino, escalation, flirting skills, etc. I will take her to the new bar I found where HB's gather and build some social proof there.

Thank you!

Anything new happened? Yes. I forgot to add that girlfriend #1 and girlfriend #2 both dumped me near the end of April. Also, the 40 year-old HB9 and I have not spoken in a week. I do not think we will be wrinkling sheets any time soon.

***Cheer Down!***

May 2012

Online. 29 year old 5'5" brunette, single mom. HB7. Slightly overweight. Very sexy face and eyes, nice tits, nice tats. Nice personality as well, if a bit too cheerful for my tastes. Chatted, texted, *&trade sexy pics*, phone calls, finally set up a date.

Talking on the phone about where we will meet last night, she commented:

Her: "If I come out your way, I'm afraid I won't want to drive home later, not saying anything" *she lives 30 minutes away*

Me: "Well you could crash on my couch, it's comfortable"

Her: *Silence*

Me: "You know what, I'll just come out by you, we'll meet at that bar you mentioned you like"

Her: "Why don't you just come to my house and I'll drive us there. Also if you get tired there are several rooms here you would be comfortable in."

Inviting me for a sleepover on the first date? Now I know we're fucking later. I get there around 7:30, she comes outside. Her slightly overweight body had nice shape: a nice heart shaped ass, she's a cute dumpling. Blue and black hair. Visible tattoos. Sexy face sizing me up, I smile at her and give her a hug in greeting. She seems genuinely happy to meet me in person, and I am too.

We go out for dinner (Dutch), then for a drive talking and listening to music, then back to her house.

While driving around ( in her car), I hate having to listen to her stupid fucking stories, tolerate her awful woman-driving, listen to her shitty music (she likes everything I hate, but I kept saying "oh I love this song!"). She's 29 but acts like a teenager. All cheerful and shit. Stupid to boot. I find this very annoying and it's difficult to keep up the appearance of having a good time and being interested in her. So I start to get quiet, looking out the window instead of at her, reading texts, going on the pof app, etc. We stop for gas and she seems irritated. So I pumped gas for her (she paid), that seemed to help.

10:30pm. Back at her place. She wants us to play Guitar Hero then watch a movie. "Let's do something fun!" (I got your fun right here bitch!). We play a few songs, then she threw immortals in and we sit on the couch, start watching the movie.

Within 5 minutes I start kino'ing her, smelling her, put my arm around her. I stand up, say "Stand up babe," *takes both her hands in mine*, "I want to give you a hug". We hug, kiss, hug harder, kiss harder. Back on the couch making out, then we are in her bed grinding: first me on top, then her on top. I pull her tits out, start kissing her tits, licking and sucking her nipples, feeling ass. She says:

Her: "God, I'm so wet right now"
Me: "I want to slam my cock into your wet pussy"
Her: "What are you waiting for"

I like this one!

We take our clothes off, she's got my dick in her hand, I'm stroking her clit. She is dripping wet. I tell her to give me head, she was on my dick for 20 minutes. Rubbing her tits on my balls, I'm fingering her, she's moaning and sucking my cock, goddamn this is nice! We fuck for 20 minutes and both came. Her face is very sexy while fucking, the sounds she was making were divine, and we talked dirty to each other. She's a very good lay, for a chubby chick.

She has been dieting and exercising for 5 months, has lost 32 pounds in that time. Says she is still working on it. I believe if/when she loses 32 more pounds she will be HB8.5...and she's down for a threesome...and she has a couple hot friends (her roommate is HB8.5)

I am going to play it cool, stick with this one. I must corrupt her and make her less cheerful...or else I will be miserable.

***My First FWB***

May 2012

Online. 38 year old 5'7" brunette. HB6.5, she has a chubby stomach, but the rest of her body is doable, her ass is actually pretty nice, big tits, so so face (not ugly at all, just..a nice face). We text and talk for a week, I find her boring and bland. She is not seductive, not flirty, not funny...

I never text her first, never call her first. I broke a date with her Friday night. Today (Sunday) we exchange the following texts:

Her: ...So what u up to today?

Me: I have a lot of errands to run, heading out the door now. What are you up to?

Her: Have some yard work but thought later you might want to meet. Unless you're already seeing someone, then I'll stop texting you.

Me: (Her name), I believe in complete honesty. That said, I do not see us being together. However I am a man with desires, I think you are attractive, and I am very discreet...

Her: So married?

Me: Not married

Her: So what are you talking about discreet?

Me: No expectations, no pressure, and no drama.

Her: I have desires too.

Her: (2 hours later) Can your errands take u out my way?

Me: Yes, later this evening.

She answered the door wearing panties and a tshirt. I asked for a glass of water, she poured me one, then we went straight to her bedroom. I took my clothes off, jumped in her bed in my undies. We fucked and sucked for an hour we both came once. Sex with her was boring, just like her personality. She did had me fucking her in a position I had never tried before. I liked it! She said "Thanks" as I was walking to my car.

***Nut Nut Not***

May 2012

Online. 33 year old 5'10" brunette. HB7 single mom. She contacted me first. Talked, texted, hang out 1st date. Second meeting planned for her house, last night. She sent me a text:

HB7: "I'm almost done working and I'm ready to GO. I'll be home at 9:15ish"

Me: "My phone battery will be dead by then, when you hear my bike let down your hair rapunzel"

Hb7: "lol ok, wait til you see what I'm wearing"

Got there, we are chillin in her bedroom, she tells me she took a course on being a sensual lover and giving great blowjobs. She gives me a massage, we make out, take our clothes off. Suck and fuck, I nut. We talk, smoke, and relax on the bed. She starts kissing me 20 minutes later my neck, face, arms..so I kiss back, we have sex again. When she came she squirted all over my cock. I loved it. I came inside her...

Me: "I just came"

HB7: " You can't come inside me I'm not fixed yet. FUCK!"

ME: "It felt so good"

HB7: "I think it's okay. It's very unlikely I can get pregnant right now"

She is having a procedure done to plug up her tubes, should be done next month.

I left soon after. She sent me a text this morning:

HB7: "Hey, when u came inside me lastnite were u deep in me or did u kinda half pull out...i ask because it would be really dangerous to my health at this point if i were to get pregnant...im a bit upset."

Me: "Prob 3/4 deep..."

HB7: "Great"

HB7: "I know ur at work, i don't think its a good idea 2 see one another again. i feel disrespected in terms of my body...and im upset...to early in this for me to be upset...i dont see it going anywhere now...i knew i shouldnt have had sex with u lastnite...i regret it. im sorry but im concerned about myself. call me selfish if u want. im just really upset and scared now."

Me: *No reply*

Lessons learned:

-When she says don't come inside her, DON'T come inside her, it's disrespectful