[CJ]

I thought about calling this "Girls I didn't bang, but wanted to" or something like that.

I feel like my game has grown leaps and bounds over the past 4 years, but unfortunately every now and then I slip up. I'm going to put these stories here as a reminder and hopefully as a helpful "what not to do/what should I have done differently" lesson to everyone on the forum. My ego is still against telling these stories as some are quite embarrassing, but I learned from them and I hope everyone reading them does too.

I'll be posting the first story very soon...

[Dantes]

(08-18-2013 01:34 PM)CJ Wrote:  

I thought about calling this "Girls I didn't bang, but wanted to" or something like that.

I feel like my game has grown leaps and bounds over the past 4 years, but unfortunately every now and then I slip up. I'm going to put these stories here as a reminder and hopefully as a helpful "what not to do/what should I have done differently" lesson to everyone on the forum. My ego is still against telling these stories as some are quite embarrassing, but I learned from them and I hope everyone reading them does too.

I'll be posting the first story very soon...

This is good idea. This forum is filled with success stories. I think we can all learn from mistakes and disappointing experiences. I look forward to your posts.

[CJ]

Our first story takes place... sigh... last night.


Background : I'd actually met this girl last Fall, she was a waitress, I like to hit on waitresses, and she gave me her number. We hung out a couple times, but she had no car, lived at home and her parents basically turned the house into a youth hostel, so there were always other people around making things difficult to escalate.

So, obviously I should've tried to take her to my place, but I'd been moving around a bit, switched jobs last Fall, and was staying on my brother's couch. It happens.

Moving along, we'd text occasionally, but I saw it wasn't leading to sex, had my dick in other girls, and deep back burner'd her. Fast forward to a month ago and I was drunk, bombed out with whatever other girls I was working on, and sent her a text.

I'm drunk in a lot of these stories, needless to say I don't always make the best choices.

She responded immediately, was excited and we other hung out that night, or the night after. Same shit as before, only she was moving out, so I decided to keep the conversation open for that.


What happened was... So, this past Friday night I text her... late, she was down to hang out, but I fell asleep. Oops. She re-opened things Saturday, and we made plans to hang out, late again as she works at a bar. I meet up with her, head to her place, her roommate is cool, and we start drinking. Things are going fairly well, she makes a strange comment about getting kicked out of her house soon and having to move down the street, but things get back on course with another comment she makes about how I had some other girl before and that I wasn't into her... big opening here, so I start making slow moves.

This was a huge mistake, it was already late at night, her roommates had gone to bed, we were both pretty buzzed, if not drunk, I should've pushed full throttle.

We're nearly out of booze, and she decides she wants to party now, and show me the house she's moving to. Obviously this isn't a good sign, as it delays possible sex. No one is awake at the other house (it's already like 4am), so we head back, but then she starts texting people. We get back to her present house and she suddenly wants to leave to go to this other "party" where she says there'll be "bitches for me." This is a major WTF moment, as it makes little sense for her to try and hook me up with another girl if she's interested in me.

This is where she must've got a better offer from another guy, and I was toast.

So, I tell her I'm not really interested in hanging out with bitches right now, and we should just chill. She then goes into this spiel about how uncomfortable she feels at this house, because her roommates are kicking her out and we should just go to the other place. I flat out ask her what her ulterior motives are, and she claims there's none, but my instinct says otherwise. She persists, I reluctantly cave.

We end up going to the "party" and it's three dudes, and a passed out girl... called it! She's very clearly into this other guy, but continues to flirt with me too. Slut. I've never, and will never partake in a devil's threesome. She continues to play both sides, for an hour or so, the guy was actually laid back, and I could tell I had lost the match before even getting there.

Why the hell did I agree to go to this other place again? Oh ya, alcohol...

The place is one of those townhouses, and the guy has his room upstairs, and welcomes me to crash on the couch in the basement, which wasn't that bad of a set-up. I know what he's trying to do, but it's like trying to stop the Titanic from sinking at this point, so I abandon ship. I tell the girl I'm going to leave, when she shocks me by saying, ok, I'm going with you then. This I did not expect.

I should've just taken her back with me at this point, but instead I try to take her downstairs... again I'm an idiot when I'm drinking.

We head downstairs, I try to start escalating, very basic shit, and she says she has to go to the bathroom real quick. She's gone for more than 5 minutes, and it's about that time I realize the other guy has swooped in and pulled her into his room. Game Over.


Re-cap: This one isn't really, where did I go wrong, but where did I go right? So many rookie mistakes.

1. I should've pushed, pushed, pushed right from the start. We were sitting up in her room, on her bed at one point, should've just gone for it right then.

2. I should've been far more adamant to not go to another "party." She was fine with her roommates earlier, why the sudden change?

3. I should've snatched her phone at some point.

Truth be told, I may have been doomed from the start. Even though she was semi-touchy, provided some IOIs, and was fairly open to my touching, I may have been dropped too far down her ladder due to the amount of time I'd known her and not banged her.

She text me today to apologize, and say she didn't mean for last night to happen like it did, and it was all a surprise. Sure it was, slut I would've deleted after that, but I already did that on my way home this morning.


Next Time:

1. No more deep back burner. If I don't bang a girl within the first two weeks of getting her number, there's really no point. That happens so rarely that it's really not worth the time invested. This is why I'm such a huge advocate of the SNL.

2. I also need to stay in control, this can be accomplished by not getting too drunk. I feel had I been more sober, I'd have stayed focused, and found a way to either keep her at her current place, or get her over to mine.

3. Always, always, always trust your instincts. I knew there weren't going to be other girls up that late at this other "party" and I knew I was screwed the minute we headed over there. I fell for her sob story about her roommates, and I should be slapped for that.


Fortunately, these are all fairly simple fixes, so the next girl can count on getting punished for my previous mistakes.

[Pyre]

Good story!

Never trust this "gotta go to the bathroom" shit.

[Norset]

"1. I should've pushed, pushed, pushed right from the start. We were sitting up in her room, on her bed at one point, should've just gone for it right then.

2. I should've been far more adamant to not go to another "party." She was fine with her roommates earlier, why the sudden change?

3. I should've snatched her phone at some point.

Truth be told, I may have been doomed from the start. Even though she was semi-touchy, provided some IOIs, and was fairly open to my touching, I may have been dropped too far down her ladder due to the amount of time I'd known her and not banged her. "

Not just pushing all the time as in sexual aggression, but keeping the dominant frame. E.g. tell her a clear "no" to go to the other party. You spent months building sexual tension, then you say to do slow escalation moves?

She is not bothered by her roommates, she was bothered by your lack of dominance.. so she set up a massive shit test. As soon as you said a firm "no I am not going to stay here doing what you tell me to (other guy) like a good dog, I am leaving" her tune changed.. Then you went back into the other guy's frame (his house, his basement, his castle).

From what it seems like I think you were her #1 choice but fumbled along the way..

"Next Time:

1. No more deep back burner. If I don't bang a girl within the first two weeks of getting her number, there's really no point. That happens so rarely that it's really not worth the time invested. This is why I'm such a huge advocate of the SNL.

2. I also need to stay in control, this can be accomplished by not getting too drunk. I feel had I been more sober, I'd have stayed focused, and found a way to either keep her at her current place, or get her over to mine.

3. Always, always, always trust your instincts. I knew there weren't going to be other girls up that late at this other "party" and I knew I was screwed the minute we headed over there. I fell for her sob story about her roommates, and I should be slapped for that.

Fortunately, these are all fairly simple fixes, so the next girl can count on getting punished for my previous mistakes."

If you see her a lot and don't bang, yea. As in agree to hang out in escalation-impossible places for several times. If see a few times on your terms and some random texts.. I don't see the harm. But then you have to push really hard the first time you are able to escalate.

Maybe that is why you like the SNL so much, your escalation tactics are perfect for a 2-3 hour window having not met the girl before. So you don't scare the cat but boil the frog slowly. Then when you try to do that slow progression you are used to in an actually MORE difficult setting (SNL is harder than doing a girl you already sort of know).. it crashes when there is already some chemistry between you and the girl; you can fast forward.

Roosh's maxim applies: Always do the action that gives you the highest probability of success. No exceptions. Then you cannot be angry at your self for your decision, and do not build a negative feedback loop of self doubt. Clearly in this case staying in an environment where you can escalate was the highest probability.

Also the "there will be bitches for you" line is such an obvious shit test ala "why is not your penis in me already" (slow moves). I am not really sure what a good comeback is, but I'd say something like "I have all the bitch I need right here" and keep escalating hard.

This is a really good thread idea, and I will try to type up a story later today.

Edit: When I included quote tags my post would not display.. so " " it is.

[Albertron]

Good story. I definitely agree about how the overconsumption of alcohol can really fuck around with your judgement. I had a case where I was with this girl and a couple of her guy friends at the bar I work at and I was very drunk at this point. All I remembered from that period was when I had my arms around her shoulders and kissing her, then going to the washroom, only to come back and find that they weren't there anymore.

Turns out that during my drunken stupor, they overheard some overtly offensive comments to them while I was talking to my buddy.

I don't even know what I said. All texts have gone unanswered.

I was about to get a virgin flag too.

Lesson learned: drink in (in my case) low moderation.

[CJ]

Thanks for the feedback!

You too Norset, I just want to clarify a few things:

1. I did push back I think saying almost exactly, "You're the only bitch I want to hang out with." I *may* have added, unless you want to invite some more bitches here. Hard to remember though. She was really against staying with those roommates though, a couple that had headed to bed. The only thing I can think of here is they may know the guy she claims she's been seeing for a couple years, and she didn't want them to hear me bang her. Actually, I bet that's it.

2. This was definitely a girl I hung out with very rarely with occasional texts. Hence the "deep back burner' label I put on her. I had several other girls, including a semi-serious one between meeting her and last night.

3. I do really feel like the drinking is what let this one slip, but I have no idea if she'd banged this guy before. Entirely possible. Obviously I don't really care about this girl, so I'm not going to dwell on this for any more than educational purposes.

4. Your theory on me and SNLs is intriguing. I wonder if I've really conditioned myself so much to go for the SNL, that my ability to hang out once or twice before banging has dissipated. This is something I will definitely be more aware of going forward, as the more I think about it, I'd say possibly as high as 80% of my bangs have come from SNLs in the past two years. All things considered, I'd rather be strong on the SNLs and weaker at building something. Much better for dick that way at least.

[YoungBlood]

Well, I figured I should post one of my most recent fuck ups just to keep this thread alive. It's a very good idea, by the way.

I went to a friends b-day party about a month ago, assuming it was going to be a chilled night, i didn't expect much. I start shooting the shit with some guys there and that's when the girls start coming in. I got this massive urge to approach a good group but nothing seemed promising at the moment. I wanted to calibrate properly and not act like I am at some seedy nightclub.

Anyway, a group of 3 girls come walking in and I knew this is it. One girl (the mother hen) was taller than the rest. She gave this very uptight and prudish vibe right from the get-go. The second girl (active cockblock) was shorter than the mother hen but still just as uptight as her. She also didn't drink anything. In her words, "I just don't understand drinking..." The third girl was the one I wanted. She was pretty short but her posture exuded a very sexual nature and she had a banging ass. She also gave me a game-me-right-and-i-will-be-the-feakiest-slut-you-will-ever-get-with-in-life vibe. I decided to affirm my intuition by approaching them.

The girls sit down in front of the coolers and talk amongst themselves. I walk up to a cooler and play it off as if I'm trying to grab a drink. I turn slightly and say, "The BP tables are empty and I'm looking for a partner, you should join us. (i point to a table)" The girls all say that they have never played a game before. I knew they were lying and for good reason. They didn't want to split up there little group too soon without knowing who I was first. So, I chilled out and started to talk to all of them at the same time.

I would focus most of my attention on the MH(mother hen) in the beginning just to have her at ease first. This worked as she started to tell me more stuff about the other girls. She was the voice of the group, in a way. As I got to know all three, I realized that the MH and the CB(cockblock) had the same mannerisms and speech patterns. After realizing this, I immediately gave a shot at this cold reading. "Something tells me you two are sisters.." "OMG, you're right. We are and she's (the banging body bitch; BBB) is our cousin.

After 10 minutes of small talk, I decide to try again and invite them to a game. They all agree, and I get the BBB as a partner. At this point, I realize that the MH is feeling me. She's twirling her hair, laughing hard at my jokes, and following my lead. But this is not who I want, so I slowly withdraw my attention from her and to my partner now. The BBB is shy at first but through-out the first game she started to open up to me. She became louder (at times it became pretty annoying) and more loose. Before every shot, she would position her ass right on my dick and she would high five me (closed hand) every time she made a shot. I just know she's down to fuck. All the signs are right there.

We win the first round and we start to play another with the host and the MH. This fucking MH just doesn't give up, she wants it too. Half way through the game, the BBB says she has to use the rest room. I escort her inside knowing that she really just wants to make out. MH senses this and immediately starts following us.


FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MH grabs BBB and they both head off into the restroom. I grab a water from the kitchen and BBB comes out of the restroom only to pass out on the sofa. I go to her and talk to her for a bit while MH is saying it's time to go.

At this point, I should have realized it was time to cut my losses and just go for the number but I didn't.

I stayed and talked to MH and BBB at the same time working both of them. MH is shooting me many signs of interest but I just focus on BBB. I sit next to BBB and she lays her head on me. She's half awake but she's still talking to me. I mean this bitch has her head on my thighs at this point for christs sake. In my mind all I'm thinking about is isolating BBB for the bang. The CB returns and sits across from us.

All of the girls talk to me in turns and I'm really feeling king for some reason. It was sort of cool how I could see everything unfold in front of my eyes. My social acumen rose through the roof that night. But, apparently, It still wasn't sharp enough.

Out of nowhere, BBB starts to give me compliments on my voice and how I'm just so cool to her. MH agrees but CB now wants to leave. MH says in a bit but CB is hellbent on leaving at this point. BBB starts to feel sick and MH has no choice but to leave.

I didn't even ask for a number.

Needless to say, I kicked myself on the way home that night.

I really wanted to push this interaction forward and go for the SNL. I didn't want to b/s around and set up a date only to start at square one again. I was so focused on getting my instant gratification that I didn't bother to look at the big picture. Massive rookie mistake but I learned a lot from this experience.

I'll just toss this up as a reference experience.

[soup]

CJ your drinking is eating into your game.

This happens to me often because I'm out a lot.

I'd try to limit your drinking. Don't do any pre-gaming, don't drink in any non-social situations. You are clearly an aware guy, you just need to be more disciplined.

Also, get sleeping schedule together in a way that it won't interfere with your game.

[OGNorCal707]

Good write up, yes the main issues have been touched on, but to recap you should have escalated when you were in her room on her bed with her, kino, flirtatious innuendos, extended deep eye contact, go for the kiss, etc., etc. It was a horrible mistake to go to that other dudes place for the "party", it was too late, you already had the chick in "isolation", and your gut already told you it was a bad idea. Finally, when the chick said she was down to bounce with you when you wanted to leave you should have left immediately and tried to get her back to your or her place, trying to isolate in the dude's downstairs basement was a bad idea.

All in all I like this thread, lot's of potential here, I've fucked up in major ways, and on much deeper levels than just "not getting the lay", maybe I will share with you guys, but a lot of my story has already been told on here. Any how there is a lot to be learned from our mistakes in the game, as long as you learn from them and not repeat them again, even our failures and shortcomings can be seen as a positive, because of all the growth that occurs as a result of them. Personally one issue that I've been having lately is getting "whiskey dick" coupled with a little bit of anxiety when hooking up with a girl for the first time, it majorly sucks.

I need to work on not drinking as much and working it out with drinking more water in between drinks, plus banging more on the regular and relaxing to help dissipate a bit of my first time anxiety with a new chick. When you do everything right and pull a girl home, only to not be able to get fully hard can be a major mind fuck for me, fortunately it only happens on rare occasion, but it really sucks when it does.

[CJ]

(08-19-2013 01:01 AM)soup Wrote:  

CJ your drinking is eating into your game.

This happens to me often because I'm out a lot.

I'd try to limit your drinking. Don't do any pre-gaming, don't drink in any non-social situations. You are clearly an aware guy, you just need to be more disciplined.

Also, get sleeping schedule together in a way that it won't interfere with your game.

Oh, don't I know! As I post more stories, you'll see one common element - alcohol. Fortunately, my sleeping schedule isn't an issue though, as I work a 9-5 during the week. This was a one off situation, with a girl that I should've banged or forgotten a long time ago. As an update, she continued to text me since, apologizing profusely. So, I may hang out with her again, and see how many of her friends/co-workers I can bang. Once I've made my way through her circle, adios!

[CJ]

I've actually posted pieces of this next story in other threads, but never the whole thing in detail. This happened back in 2009, before I actually "got into" game. I knew how to talk to girls, but my skills were very raw and I didn't actually know what did and did not work. Nor did I know what green lights to look for.


Background : I had just gotten out of a three and a half year relationship. I foolishly had the mindset that I'd be able to nail every girl that had showed any interest when I was in my relationship. Obviously, that did not happen. My friends wanted to hook me up, so they invited this cute little Asian over to a party. We hit it off rather quickly, exchanged numbers and made plans to hang out again. The first "date" we had was a typical restaurant dinner , nothing happened (of course) and we made plans to hang out again.

The dinner actually was significant, as this was the last girl I ever took out to dinner before sex.


What happened was... She accompanied me, as well as, the friends that had introduced us to a house party. I knew this would be a good place to finally bang her, because she'd be comfortable with her friend there too (who my friend would distract) and the couple that owned the house were good friends... with plenty of spare rooms.

Logistics in place, before I knew how important they were.

The party was pretty good, sure I drank, but not so much that I don't remember what was going on. Typical party stuff, and I took the girl aside and made out with her. This happened repeatedly throughout the night.

Isolation, before I knew why you need to isolate.

Things continued to go well, and as the party winded down, near 4am, people were crashing upstairs and I took her into the spare room in the basement. I started escalating, pants came off, she was moaning so loud my friends later told me they were sure I was banging her. Just before I'm about to penetrate her, there's a knock at the door, the girl who helped introduce us barges in, says that her boyfriend (my good friend) is puking and insists we have to leave right now! Mother-fucking cock-blocker! GAME OVER


Re-cap: Truth be told I almost unwittingly did everything right. However, if I had it to do over I'd have made a few small tweaks.

1. I would've made it clear to my friend to stay sober enough to keep his cock-blocking bitch away.

2. I would've locked the damn door! I honestly can't remember if that room had a lock on it or not, but I'd have found a way to secure that door shut.

3. I would've gone for the bang earlier in the night. There were people partying downstairs all night, and I'm not sure any of the other rooms upstairs were open, and I'll never know now, but I could've taken her in the bathroom or any room with a damn lock, at least got things started earlier instead of waiting until I thought everyone else was asleep.

The sad thing is, it may not have mattered what I did, as that was arguably the most devastating cock-block of my life. The bitch later claimed that she didn't know she had done that, but I feel she did this on purpose. I hung out with the asian chick a few times after, but I think she got scared knowing sex was inevitable and that my godzilla penis would eviscerate her tiny asian vagina. Things quickly fizzled out, plus I was starting to discover "game" and lost interest.


What's Changed Since:

1. After that I stopped bringing any girl I had yet to bang around that cock-block. Never giving her that opportunity again.

2. I make sure if there's a lock on the door, it's turned, if I'm anywhere with other people.

3. In general, I try to be more aware of not just my surroundings, but who is in them, and is a threat to me getting a bang. Not that I applied that concept in my most recent failure.


The really sad part is, years later I found out that the girl actually claimed that we banged! Should I ever see her again, I'm asking her out, feeding her a few drinks, bringing her home, and in the words of Warden Norton, after she'll feel as though she's been fucked by a freight train.

[Jaylow]

Learning from our mistakes is what makes us men. It wouldn't have mattered if the door was locked CJ, she would still be pounding on it at full force. Do you think the cockblocker secretly liked you?

The biggest lesson should be to leave your fate in your own hands. You didn't have home court advantage and you probably didn't take the lead in that first date planning situation either. The safest play would have been to fuck her outside.

[CJ]

(08-19-2013 07:54 PM)Jaylow Wrote:  

Learning from our mistakes is what makes us men. It wouldn't have mattered if the door was locked CJ, she would still be pounding on it at full force. Do you think the cockblocker secretly liked you?

The biggest lesson should be to leave your fate in your own hands. You didn't have home court advantage and you probably didn't take the lead in that first date planning situation either. The safest play would have been to fuck her outside.

Quite the opposite, the cock blocker hated me. I think that's why she did what she did, out of spite.

I think the first date I suggested dinner, I have no idea, I actually looked at some old messages I exchanged with that girl via Facebook, and they were painful to read. Fucking her outside was not an option, as I remember there being snow on the ground.

I've got a few more stories that I definitely want to put up. I can think of six good ones that spring to mind right away, and then another couple of bar pick-ups that went wrong, but maybe could've ended in SNLs. Then again, in my opinion any girl I start a conversation with at a bar could end in an SNL.

[CJ]

As we head into the weekend, here's another story to enjoy, and actually... you could replicate this one if you wanted to! This happened back in 2005, way before "game" was something I understood. Fortunately, I was in college, and it was hard to not get laid.


Background : I had met a group of girls a few years prior, when I lived in the dorms. We hung out a little, but it wasn't until after we all moved into our own apartments that things started getting more fun. I had recently gotten out of a year long relationship, and was playing the field somewhat successfully. One of these girls' friends was interested in me, but she was also interested in dating before sex, something I didn't want at the time. I had made out with her a few times, but that was as far as anything went.

I later found out this girl's number was 1, definitely not worth sinking that much time into it, despite her having a nice body, but average face.


What happened was... I showed up at this little apartment party, solo.

I used to make a killing at these things, why did college have to end?

I knew the girls fairly well, and I had recently befriended one of the girl's boyfriends, so I was excited to see what other girls they had brought into the mix. I walked into the kitchen to pour myself a drink and this really cute Asian starts throwing herself all over me.

I don't have a thing for Asians, they just keep showing up, and I keep getting rooster blocked.

Most guys would know what to do from here, but I was sober and she was definitely drunk already. I played it cool, and told her I wanted to catch up (ie- get a buzz) or something like that. I started my drinking, but kept from going overboard, as she continued hitting on me. This was a proverbial two foot putt, but the apartment only had two rooms, and those belonged to the two girls that lived there. Damn!

Logistics, logistics, logistics.

Not to worry though, I took her outside and out to my van (yep I drove a van in college ) luring her in with one of my more clever lines. She pounced on top of me right away and things were starting to heat up when: KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! "We're busy!" was my reply, but the knocking persisted, and sure enough it was the girl I had made out with a month or so ago, come around to try and rooster block me. Maybe she thought she still had a chance, I don't know, but after she left, I closed the van door, and moved the thing to the other side of the parking lot. Same thing happened again, only this time the Asian girl's roommate (another friend) was there too, to take her away. I got a number that I never even called. GAME OVER???

Fortunately, our story doesn't end here. My penis was determined that night, and I headed back to the party. The selfish cock blocker was gone, so I picked a new target, a cute girl I'd never seen before. Turned out she went to a different school, an hour away. Perfect! She asked about the other girl, but I told her not to worry about it.

I'd imagine this is what throwing a no hitter feels like.

Learning from my mistake, I escalated this one quickly. This time, we didn't make out in the van, instead I hopped behind the wheel and took her down the road to my apartment, where I banged her all night and then again the next morning.

A perfect game would've been nailing them both.


Re-cap: Things worked out for me that night, but let's look at what I might have done to nail the first girl.

1. I'm not sure I was sober enough to drive when I got the first girl in the back of my van, still I could've at least moved across the parking lot before the first knock, so maybe they would've thought I was gone.

2. I could've pushed things faster, before things got late enough that "going home" was a viable excuse for the Asian girl's roommate. Got her in my van, banged her, let her leave, and then banged the second girl!

3. I regret never calling the Asian girl the next day or so. So what if I banged another girl in their circle? Turns out the two didn't really even know each other, so I probably could've got away with it.

I wonder if I could've got a threesome out of the deal? Actually there were three girls that wanted me that night, I wonder if I could've got a foursome!


What's Changed Since:

1. I don't wait around to get to the "same level of intoxication" as a girl now, especially if it's the first time I'm meeting her and it's a party. The first girl I took things slower, and got cock-blocked, the second one I pushed the pedal to the metal and got laid. You do the math.

2. I don't give up, ever. Most guys after such a brutal rooster block would accept the phone number, cut their losses and call it a night or just get wasted. I proved to myself, that if there's still one bang-able, available girl left at a party or bar, you can have her that night!

3. This was concrete proof, that girls see you as more attractive and get jealous when they see another attractive girl with you.


Anytime I'm in a slump, I remember that awesome night, and know I have it in me to succeed, regardless of the obstacles placed in front of me.

[Kickb]

I like these old war stories.

I have a few cringe stories to share. I'll start with the one that taught me the lesson of striking while the vagina is moist.

This tale took place during my infamous Winter Bender circa 2010. It was nearing the end of winter break of my freshmen year of college. This girl who I went to high school with was in town visiting from Texas Tech. I had invited her to one of the parties that me and my roommatee threw a couple days prior . I made out with her in the shower(With our clothes were on. That's a story for another thread) at that party. Anyways, I extended another invitation and she came over again.

This was a party of about 6 people. We start drinking and pretty soon, about 30 minutes into the party, she asks to use the bathroom that was in my bedroom. Of course I let her use it. I'm chilling at a table lamp nearby and she peaks her head out of the bedroom door and she's laughing and saying "what us this mirror doing here!"

I had just gotten out of my first fuck buddy relationship. That girl liked to watch in h self get banged in the mirror. I had taken this enormous mirror off the back of my dresser and placed on the wall near the bathroom. It looked really out of place leaning against the wall. Plus it had these flared out wooden pieces that extends into the doorway of the bathroom.

I don't remember how I responded but soon after, she was sitting on my bed and telling me how it was way better than the bed she had in her dorm room at Texas Tech. She had a bunk bed, she called it Mt . Mckinnley(her last name) , she told me to visit and that I could climb it..

We stood up and were about to go back to the party when I grabbed her, pushed her on the bed, and got on top missionary style. Crotch to crotch style make out; I was feeling up her boobs, hand on the back her of head grabbing her hair, the usual stuff that we do. She had the biggest smile on her face.

Who knows what was going through my head. Maybe it was because my door was slightly cracked open? I'm not sure, but I got up and told her "we should do this later"

There was no later! She wound up leaving an hour or two after that. One of the guys at the party said she was going to meet up with some guy she used to talk to.

[CJ]

That sucks KB! Much like in the first story I posted, your girl was DTF and was gonna get dick from someone one way or another.

Obviously an easy fix there, definitely should've banged her on the spot; as we both know too well that sometimes you only get one shot with a girl where her guard is down and her panties are willing to follow.

[CJ]

Finally got around to reading your story Youngblood. That's a tough spot to be in, when family is involved it's pretty unlikely you're going to get the bang. Plus you may have accidentally built too much of a connection with the MH, to the point where she thought she had a shot with you. Even had you got a number, it may not have lead anywhere. So, I wouldn't kick yourself too much over that.

The only way I think you succeed there, with TWO girls watching over your target, would have been for an awesome wingman (or two) to come in and distract at least one of them.

I think the main takeaway for you, from that interaction, should be to focus on your target selection. Not sure how many options you had at this party though. Either way, good story.

[CJ]

I was sitting in bed this morning (after being dropped off by last night's girl) and I was pretty awake, so I decided to make a list of girls I felt I really should have banged, but for some reason didn't complete my goal.

This wasn't a list of EVERY girl I've ever wanted to bang, but the ones I got way too close to banging (usually my dick in their hand or mouth) only to fuck up at the finish line. Then I remembered this topic! So, I'm back to tell more of these stories.

Again, this isn't to dwell on failure, but to give real life examples of mistakes and how I've adjusted or would adjust should the situation present itself again. Sadly, there's even a few more recent ones, shit happens and not every interaction goes perfectly.

[CJ]

This is one of the more interesting war stories, and a good lesson about adjusting your level of cockiness to the situation. This story takes place back in 2012, I was well into game, but mistakes will still happen.


Background : By this point in time I felt like my game had gotten pretty solid, sure my drinking was still debilitating (and still is sometimes), but I had gotten so confident that I was often able to overcome that self-inflicted handicap. This Autumn night I was out at a local bar, and there were a couple of decent girls, I ended up in a long conversation with the subject of this story.


What happened was... I hit things off with this girl almost immediately, she was pretty decent looking, slim, dressed well (especially for this bar), and had only one visible drawback... her friend! The thing is, by this point in time I was so adapt to dealing with cockblock friends, that I knew how to act proactively to stop this. So, I shifted gears and began to engage the friend. She wasn't nearly as attractive, so it was pretty clear in my head which one I was going for.

Apparently not so clear to the girls, as you'll find out as you read on.=

I switched back to the target, pulling her onto my lap and escalating the touching. Things were going pretty well, and as the night was winding down I figured at the very least, I was getting a decent number lead out of this. I was right, got the number and was invited over.

Here's where I screw up!

Everything seemed to be going too easy, the main issue was the friend was at the target's place too. I also got some bad news... she had kids, yes, that's plural! This girl was in her early 20s with 2 kids, which is always scary, but as we know young, single mothers obviously like fucking.

I figured the friend was not leaving, so I wanted to make sure that I had won her on my side, and was pretty much just flirting with both of them.

Big fucking mistake!

I thought I had made it clear who my target was, but I could tell her interest was waning. Maybe mine was too, due to the kid-factor... most vaginas never recover. The girls decided to go run and get some food, asked if I wanted anything, and told me to wait for them.

Puzzling to say the least. I was tempted to leave, since we know food is kryptonite to accessing a drunk girl's pussy.

I sat for alone for a little bit, trying to regroup and have a good strategy to salvage the night. The main hope was that the friend would go home, yet they BOTH returned of course. I could tell it wasn't going anywhere, plus it was super late (around 5am), so I excused myself, wondering what I could've done differently. GAME OVER


Re-cap: So where did things go wrong, well I got my answer pretty shortly after when I hung out with the girl again. She said I was far too cocky and acted like I could've had either girl at anytime. Ah ha! So, the lesson is:

1. Once you've picked your target it's important to make 'the friend' know she's out of the running, and pretty much unwelcome at this point.

2. I probably shouldn't have let the multiple kids things deter me, sure that snatch was probably more stretched than I'd have liked, but I've banged several single mom's before, and some of them were much tighter than you'd expect. Plus, most importantly I didn't get any of them pregnant (knock on wood).

3. I should've ejected earlier. When it became apparent sex wasn't going to happen (before they went to get food), I should've simply excused myself instead of lingering too long. That lingering for pussy definitely lowers your value.

I do feel if I would've played my cards differently, I would've banged that girl that night. The next time I was over, she had multiple random guys over, yet snuck into the bathroom when I was trying to take a piss to grab my dick and try to make out with me. I was a little disgusted at how slutty she appeared to me, and maybe things worked out for the best.


What's Changed Since:

1. I try to be more selective and not work multiple girls at the same time, it creates more problems than threesomes. Not that I'd have really wanted one in that situation anyway. Once I realize my target is DTF, I hone in and try to deflect cockblocks, rather than engage them excessively. My head was kind of in the right place, but I took it too far.

2. I don't always eject as soon as I should, but when I just know sex isn't going to happen, I get out of there and regroup for the next adventure. The only thing you do by hanging around when sex isn't imminent is make yourself seem too available and reduce the changes of a bang in the future.

3. The main takeaway here is that you can be too cocky, and once you've gotten her attracted to you, you can tone it down, otherwise you just seem like an asshole.


The girl actually got ahold of me a month or two later, wanting to hang out, but I'd kind of lost interest. I played it cocky again (real smart) and told her I might be able to meet up with her. She was smarter than that and had invited other guy friends again, clever little skank!

[ElJefe]

I just got annihilated.

Long-story short, I tried too hard, let my imagination get away with me, forgot core game principles.

Full-blown one-itis. Ouch, ouch, ouch.

Gotta get back on the horse, but the last two days have been really in the pits. Am trying to schedule a date with a russian hottie now.

[Col. Tigh]

(02-18-2015 04:30 AM)ElJefe Wrote:  

I just got annihilated.

Long-story short, I tried too hard, let my imagination get away with me, forgot core game principles.

Full-blown one-itis. Ouch, ouch, ouch.

Gotta get back on the horse, but the last two days have been really in the pits. Am trying to schedule a date with a russian hottie now.

Full-blown rookie mistakes like one-itis happen even to the coldest, most seasoned among us from time to time. They are reminders to re-hone our sharp edge, nothing more.

[ElJefe]

The Mystery Model (M3) is a good tool to identify where you are in the seduction process.

I mistakenly assumed I was in the comfort stage, and I was not. She didn't need trust-building. She needed more attraction - and the reason I know is because she wasn't qualifying herself to me (A3, if I remember correctly).

This is a reminder to me and my Roosh-bros to go re-learn the model and get it dwn pat, so you always know what stage you're at and whether you're in a position to move the seduction forward. For an analytical type like myself, I think it's a great boon.

[Foolsgo1d]

A few things. Nothing ground-breaking as I tend to be more focussed when drunk, especially when I haven't drunk in a while.

1: (Friday) I learned how to spot girls who are fuck buddies with other men this night. They hover around him or he will be near by mixing with other people and she will be around with a "fuck me" face.


So here we go;

- I spotted her within 3 seconds of turning my head towards her and she is into me.

- We dance, I escalate quite easily with her and she is enjoying it. Then this random guy is near us and I figure he and her are together so I start talking to him and what do you know? He does know her.

Now to put into perspective I did recognise him as a threat because A) he didn't look or act like a chode and B) he was mingling with other girls

- He says they're friends but I know better and I pick up fuck buddy vibes from them but I still wanted to see where this will lead. (stupid...sloppy seconds)

- Bit of light chatting with him and her, she buys HIM drinks and he asks if I like her. Red flags all over but my dick is overriding my judgement here and she has fantastic tits.

- He leaves and we're together. I slip the "lets leave" question and off we go...to the smoking area and my gut is immediately telling me something isn't right

- She goes up to him, tells him she wants to leave and he follows her out and like a good little boy I follow too. Get her a taxi, she climbs in, looks at me and I shut the door to the taxi and off she goes

FUCK

Guy: "do you like her?

Me: "Yeah, she's nice"

In my head I was laughing at how much of a crash and burn that was.

On review

1: I had a problem with the guy coming out and right next to me at the taxi rank. I was figuring whether I should climb in the taxi and risk him going "what the fuck m8?" and a scene where I am drunk and horny. Not a good combination.

2: I should have immediately acted on my gut impulse that these two were fuckbuddies but she is one of his harem girls and she had severe oneitis. He definitely lays the dick good on her I can tell (in retrospect)

3: I was tailing and not leading. If a girl does not comply you need to bail or put your foot down. Most often than not I bail and make it known.

I never got the number but nor did I care. I actually said to myself "game never ends" as I walked back into the club and laughed afterwards. What a dumbass I am.

[dirtybird]

Nice thread, I got one I can throw in here. This was a few years back in highschool where I was a pussy. I had been chatting with this girl for awhile back and forth via text (which in and of itself is never the best thing), but beta-me equated conversation over text to attraction, and it kind of was but I was such a pussy. She was giving me some signs but throwing me off to the point where I wasn't sure if she wanted it or not, and of course in my poor state of game I never made a definitive move, but one night during the week in conversation she said she wasn't feeling well and that if I came over to take care of her we would watch tv in her bed . Now keep in mind this is a weeknight during highschool, and I wasn't sure if I should go because in truth I wasn't sure we would do anything. I should have just gone but instead hesitated for too long and she eventually it played out along the lines of her saying she'll be okay... Never did get with her but hey that's life, you gotta live with your fuckups