I've recently started fucking a girl who is a functioning alcoholic (she sneaked vodka into the movies the first night we went out I touched on this near the end of this article: http://www.returnofkings.com/64057/new-m...-like-that) so it's safe to say that Jennifer won't elevate past FWB status.
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Since the start of our fuck fests, yours truly is laying down some serious D and as a result, this chick brings me dinner, makes me breakfast in the morning, and even brings me a pack of cigarettes (we meet every Friday night).
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She comes over, she makes dinner, we fuck, we drink, fuck some more, then she makes me breakfast in the morning and is out the door literally within minutes of finishing cooking me breakfast. The situation couldn't be any sweeter and as you can see, she just about worships me and is always worried she is inadequate and all I do is fuck her brains out every Friday night...nothing more.
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This past weekend, however, I added another chick to my roster, Michelle. I fucked her, Michelle, on Saturday night but the sex was lack luster. There was nothing wrong with her (great body, great head) but I was already spent on account of the previous night's sex-capades with Jennifer, getting maybe a couple hours of sleep, and a busy Saturday which didn't allow me to catch up on rest.
I couldn't cum while fucking Michelle because I was running on fumes at this point . This worked to my advantage because I told her I didn't cum (I said something to the effect of "I guess he doesn't like you") which sent her hamster into a tail spin grasping for straws to validate her sexual allure even after she left my place (as you can see in the below text exchange). She tried the typical naked picture beta bait to get validation but I ignored her feeble, predictable attempt at getting me to fawn over her. This made it child's play to set up another meeting which she gladly accepted to "show me what's really up." Standard game.
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I set up the meeting with Michelle for Friday night so as to not empty the proverbial tank the night before with Jennifer. This effectively switched their slots...at least for this weekend.
I've got more than enough sexual equity with Jennifer to have an "off night" and still have her poonani aching for more of the pipe so I let her know our next tryst would be a day later than normal. The text conversation was as follows:
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Now this surprised me a little bit because I fully expected her to comply without hesitation. But as you can see, her alcoholism seems to win out as she gets sloshed on Saturdays and expresses as much with her "party" excuse (probably why she leaves my place so early so she can go home and hit the bottle asap).
The sex with Jennifer is awesome to be sure but I wasn't about to cave in and switch them back for 2 reasons: 1) I'm trying to get Michelle addicted to me which requires a full tank (read: heavy balls) and 2) sticking to your guns and making the girl adjust to your schedule is an important part of game. So I kept my cool, didn't sweat it, told her it wasn't a big deal, and let her hamster spin for a bit. Here's what happened after I let her stew for a while:
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...and that was all she wrote.
What allowed me to be nonchalant about missing a day was the all important abundance mentality. This isn't to say that if I didn't have Michelle lined up for Friday night I would accommodate Jennifer's regularly scheduled Saturday drinking binge. But knowing I was already getting ass the night before made it a hell of a lot easier to stick to my guns. and Jennifer predictably made the adjustment and decided to come on Saturday anyway.
Keeping "2 in the kitty" as Chateau Heartiste states in his 16 commandments of poon (https://heartiste.wordpress.com/the-sixt...s-of-poon/) makes a man all but impervious to just about anything a woman can throw at you.
Since the start of our fuck fests, yours truly is laying down some serious D and as a result, this chick brings me dinner, makes me breakfast in the morning, and even brings me a pack of cigarettes (we meet every Friday night).
She comes over, she makes dinner, we fuck, we drink, fuck some more, then she makes me breakfast in the morning and is out the door literally within minutes of finishing cooking me breakfast. The situation couldn't be any sweeter and as you can see, she just about worships me and is always worried she is inadequate and all I do is fuck her brains out every Friday night...nothing more.
This past weekend, however, I added another chick to my roster, Michelle. I fucked her, Michelle, on Saturday night but the sex was lack luster. There was nothing wrong with her (great body, great head) but I was already spent on account of the previous night's sex-capades with Jennifer, getting maybe a couple hours of sleep, and a busy Saturday which didn't allow me to catch up on rest.
I couldn't cum while fucking Michelle because I was running on fumes at this point . This worked to my advantage because I told her I didn't cum (I said something to the effect of "I guess he doesn't like you") which sent her hamster into a tail spin grasping for straws to validate her sexual allure even after she left my place (as you can see in the below text exchange). She tried the typical naked picture beta bait to get validation but I ignored her feeble, predictable attempt at getting me to fawn over her. This made it child's play to set up another meeting which she gladly accepted to "show me what's really up." Standard game.
I set up the meeting with Michelle for Friday night so as to not empty the proverbial tank the night before with Jennifer. This effectively switched their slots...at least for this weekend.
I've got more than enough sexual equity with Jennifer to have an "off night" and still have her poonani aching for more of the pipe so I let her know our next tryst would be a day later than normal. The text conversation was as follows:
Now this surprised me a little bit because I fully expected her to comply without hesitation. But as you can see, her alcoholism seems to win out as she gets sloshed on Saturdays and expresses as much with her "party" excuse (probably why she leaves my place so early so she can go home and hit the bottle asap).
The sex with Jennifer is awesome to be sure but I wasn't about to cave in and switch them back for 2 reasons: 1) I'm trying to get Michelle addicted to me which requires a full tank (read: heavy balls) and 2) sticking to your guns and making the girl adjust to your schedule is an important part of game. So I kept my cool, didn't sweat it, told her it wasn't a big deal, and let her hamster spin for a bit. Here's what happened after I let her stew for a while:
...and that was all she wrote.
What allowed me to be nonchalant about missing a day was the all important abundance mentality. This isn't to say that if I didn't have Michelle lined up for Friday night I would accommodate Jennifer's regularly scheduled Saturday drinking binge. But knowing I was already getting ass the night before made it a hell of a lot easier to stick to my guns. and Jennifer predictably made the adjustment and decided to come on Saturday anyway.
Keeping "2 in the kitty" as Chateau Heartiste states in his 16 commandments of poon (https://heartiste.wordpress.com/the-sixt...s-of-poon/) makes a man all but impervious to just about anything a woman can throw at you.