Piña Colada Date To Sex: Friday Evening Field Report [NSFW]

Friday evening, I made my way to a familiar spot in the city called the Beehive.

Plan was to meet up with a chick whom I’d picked up on Facebook a few weeks back (another 1 😉 ).

I told her my location, she said she would meet me, and she did.

I ordered myself a Pina Colada and she took a Hurricane (how ironic since Hurricane Matthew had just passed the island the previous day).

Since it was our first time physically meeting, I was highly impressed by her comfort and easygoingness given the situation of meeting with a stranger.

I ate some fries as we drank our drinks while I caressed her thighs.

Caressing her thigh while I had her hand resting on my lap

On a side note: always look to sit beside your date instead of in front of her. Side to side; you get to do just as you see me doing in the photo above.

Girl: “You don’t even know if I have a boyfriend and you’re this bold to rub on me in public? What if someone sees me who knows my boyfriend”!?

She said exaggeratingly.

We then walked back to the crutty guest house, she sat on the bed and played Candy Crush while I took a quick shower since I hadn’t showered in like 24 hours!

I felt very leery about leaving her out there alone, not knowing whether these chicks have sticky fingers or what have you.

Thank goodness I remembered to hide my debit cards, mobile devices, other valuables and cash before I brought her over.

I jumped on the bed with her as she lie down playing games.

I immediate began caressing her thighs, hips and ass. I was able to take a pic at that exact moment.

She gave me massive LMR (Last Minute Resistance) from start to finish.

I rose her up by both hands and pulled her shirt over her head in order to remove it.

I tried un-hooking her bra but she kept stopping…so I relented and settled for playing with her tits while they were concealed in her brazier.

She had some big-ass jugs for her size (fondling her jugs…below).

I whipped my dick out, took her hand and placed it on my balls sack.

She began caressing my testes while I groped her boobs.

My fingers made their way down to her crotch area where I gently rubbed her pussy while she stroked my cock vigorously.

I motioned for her to put it in her mouth, but she refused and shook her head no.

I kept positioning myself on the bed in a way, which will facilitate an easy blowjob, but she just wouldn’t budge on sucking me.

A while later, my cock slid into her mouth and she sucked and sucked to the point where I felt as though I would cum in her mouth.

I was hoping that she would make me cum, I go down on her just to buy some time, gain another full erection, then fuck her for a long duration.

The thing is though: it is extremely difficult for a girl to make me cum via blowjob!

In fact, only 2 girl in my lifetime has ever achieved this feat of making me cum by sucking me.

This girl however, was so good, that she might have made the lucky #3 had she persisted just a tad bit more, but she kept complaining about her neck hurting from being contorted in an awkward position.

I dragged her up to a seated position and hauled her pants and panties off, and began finger fucking her as she urged me to suck her nipples harder!

She climaxed very hard from the sucking of her nipples!

I got over her in the missionary position while rubbing the head of my cock along her clit.

She thought I was about to slide my cock inside of her so she asked, “Where’s the condom”?

Although it is extremely easy to bang girls without condoms (as I used to do), I wasn’t about to chance it that night (Friday). So I got up, grabbed a rubber from out of my traveling bag, slid it onto my shlong and began fucking her missionary style.

She laid there motionless as if she wasn’t even feeling a thing.

I said to her, “what’s the matter with you”?

Girl: “I’m not enjoying it”.

Me: “How come”?

Girl: “I don’t know”.

She kept urging me to hurry up and cum as if she wanted this done and over with quick.

Personally, I am not the type of guy who takes light to a girl rushing me during sex, and if she isn’t enjoying the sex.

Now, what I think was happening as to why she wasn’t enjoying the sex, is this:

1.) Either she felt guilty that she was cheating on her boyfriend

2.) Since she had already climaxed when I was sucking on her nipples and finger-banging her, she might have lost the desire for sex…just as when a guy cums, sex is the last thing on his mind

My hunch tells me that it is the latter (#2).

In any case, I said to myself, “Fuck this bish! Whether she enjoys it or not isn’t my concern”! So I fucked her harder and harder in the missionary position until I came.

She grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back into her, urging me to put the dick back inside of her while I was cumming (inside the condom).

I did.

She aggressively gyrated her pussy upon my cock while she moaned louder and louder until she came again.

Upon climaxing, I was scheming a way to kick her out so I can go party. It was about 11:30 PM the Friday night. Still ample time to go clubbing and pick up some more girls.

Her ass dozed off though before I was able to kick her out. So I lay myself down beside her, hoping that she wakes up and leaves. Instead, she woke up, grabbed my arm and put it around her as if she were trying to tell me to cuddle her.

I reluctantly rested my arm around her waist and dozed off. 😦

Around 2 AM, I was startled by someone waking me. It was her: “Are you gonna follow me home”?

Me: “Oh yea, let’s go”!

Both of us hopped up and got dressed.

After I walked her down the bloc and parted ways, I made my way to the other side of the city to a Palestinian food joint where I got some late-night grub (stripped Shawarma chicken and fries).

When I woke up the Sunday morning around 7 AM, I realized that the network (Digicel) was down. So I had very limited to zero internet or cellular connection. I couldn’t make nor receive calls.

I was left to stealing some WIFI from an open-connection area downtown.

I had messages from the girl saying that I didn’t contact her to see if she was safe after she went home. So I let her know that the network (Digicel aka Digi) was fucked up due to the passing of hurricane Matthew I later found out was the cause of the downed systems across the island.

[Her messages in white]

More field reports to come from the weekend. 😉

Chick Freaks Out About Condom…During Sex [Thursday Night Field/Lay Report]

I was to hook up with a girl Thursday night, someone whom I’d met via Facebook about 2 weeks ago.

This was our 2nd sexual encounter within the last 10 days.

The Day1/1st encounter ended in shambles just as it did Thursday.

Okay, so what happened?

Here’s a post which I posted to my Facebook just after leaving the girl’s home.

This bish is fuqing crazy! Ever met a chick who’s super cautious and nervous when it comes to sex? This chick I picked up about 2 weeks ago takes the cake. This is our 2nd time going through this shit. I just put my clothes on and left this chick’s crib after she completely fucking killed my vibe by jumping off the dick and asking if I still have the condom on! Bish! Yes!!! I put the dick back in, she jumps off 5 seconds later and go…”Wait! You took the condom off”!? My cock is barely in the pussy for 2 seconds and the girl pulls my cock out to feel if the condom is still on!
No you cunt!!! She did that shit like 5 more times and my dick eventually died from the bullshit. I put my clothes on and left. Blocked her ass on Whatsapp messenger so that’s why she decided to Facebook me just now.

That was verbatim: the post I posted subsequent to leaving the chick’s place in annoyance.

I also simultaneously posted the same status to an RSD PUA Facebook group, just to get some feedback from the other guys there who can relate.



Now, here’s the screenshot of the conversation just after I barged out of her house.


Evidentially, I blocked her on Whatsapp so she decided to message me on Facebook, begging for me to return.

Why was I so pissed?

Not only was this the 2nd time in 10 days she’d freaked out and acted panicky as intercourse commenced. But I specifically warned her ass prior to coming over, that any such antic will NOT be tolerated for a 2nd time.

She agreed that it won’t happen.

Lo and behold: she had a panic attack as I was able to get an erection…which took me over an hour to achieve.

Words alone cannot describe how pissed I was after she kept pulling out and going, “did you take the condom off”!?

She was utterly convinced that I would either remove the condom midway, or that I have.

The thing is, it takes tremendous amounts of cock stimulation and mental fortitude for me to gain and keep an erection while wearing a condom.

The lack of natural sensation which one gets from raw vaginal to penile connection, causes me to go limp. So I really have to have my mind into it, or the girl has to have a mean fucking blowjob game.

In any case, I had managed to get hard on both botched occasions, but the constant state breaks caused by the girl stopping and pulling away, only made the situation worse until I ultimately got pissed off…which facilitated the nosediving of my cock.

To add insult to injury, while going limp as she pulled away while in the doggy position, she says to me, ” Why don’t I get on top of you and ride you”?

“Hello!!!! How the fuck are you going to ride my cock when it’s soft”!!!

I shouted at her in dismay!

I put my shit on, slammed her door and left while she protested for me to stay by trying to physically bar me off.

What a Thursday night it was with this chick whom I picked up on Facebook 2 weeks ago.

I since deleted her # and moved on from it…though she keeps blowing up my phone with SMS and calls.

Just for shits and giggles, having a girl chase you to come back in order to have sex, is an empowering sensation, to know that you can walk out on a hot girl and have her beg you to return.

I guess that’s the bright side to this botched lay.


The Weirdest Lay Situation Of My Life…EVER [June 13th Lay Report]

I’m not sure whether to share this field/lay report because of the situation surrounding it.

Screw it!

Monday night, just before midnight actually, I get a friend request on Facebook from a female cop.

Although I have a thing for cops as far as a fetish, I wasn’t expecting to be friend requested by one of them.

It was so uncharacteristic that I wasn’t sure whether to accept or decline.


Minutes later upon accepting the friend request, my messenger app goes off: someone is calling me…the cop. 😯

How I knew she’s a cop is because I skimmed her profile and seen visual and textual proof.

I answered but the call was dropped.

I then get the following message below.


The person (the cop) then calls back.

I figured it would’ve been the female cop on the line. It was at first:

The cop: “Hi. Sorry for adding you just like that. But a friend of mines have a crush on you and she’s been checking you out on Facebook”.

I was taken aback for certain.

I didn’t know whether this was some sort or prank or if I were being punk’d.

She then puts the girl on the phone: the girl who supposedly had an FB crush on me.

At that time, it was just about 12 AM the Tuesday morning as you can see from the screenshot above.

As weird as it seemed, I was somewhat flattered by the weirdness of the occasion.

We talked for about 5 minutes until she got straight to the point:

Girl: “Would you like to come over? I’m home alone for now. My friend [the cop] is leaving just now”.

I wasn’t sure how to answer this.

For all I know, she’s a mammoth of a girl: an unsightly one for that matter.

No doubt she was DTF as hell: so was I. But I had to get a visual of her first before I commit to possibly fucking her.

She then rings me on IMO messenger video app so I can see exactly how she stacks up in the looks department.


Not bad.

I’ve seen worse.

She wasn’t the most adorable-looking hen in the troupe, but she did pass my boner test.

Not to mention that I was actually up watching amateur porn on my smartphone. So I was already in the head space of shagging someone.

Here’s a willing participant, not so cute, not the best body as far as my idea type goes, but “why the fuck not”, I rationalized to myself.

I then give her the nod: “I will come over”.

She gave me her address (over the phone) and other logistical details of how to get to her place.

Having heard the name of the street, I knew it wasn’t that far (about a 35 minute walk).

I quickly grabbed the fastest shower known to man (I basically washed my dick and balls alone), hauled on some sweat pants and ran out the door like Speedy Gonzales.

“Walk, run or ride”?

Walking would take 30-35 minutes.

I don’t own a vehicle so driving is out of the question.

Run? I would be breathless by the time I get there.


“A bike”!

I hopped on my neighbor’s bicycle and decided to peddle the way. 😆 🙂

“Oh what a man will do for a little poon-tang”.

I peddled as fast as I could but the fucking bike was going slower than an old lady crossing an empty street.

Since I hadn’t ridden a bike in months, my thighs were frikkin’ burnt out within 2 bloc’s ride.

“Holy shit I’m winded”!!!

Halfway there, I began having 2nd thoughts.

“What if this is some kinda setup”?

“What if these bitches are trying to rob me”?

I quickly allayed those trepidations once I reminded myself that a female cop was behind this all. So I doubt she would’ve orchestrated a plot with mal-intentions (though crooked cops are rampant in the Caribbean islands).

In a way, I now knew what celebrities feel like when having to deal with stalkers, ardent fans and secret admirers.

Shit’s a bit scary to be honest!

You never know what is going through some fan’s head.

After all, this total stranger has been crushing on me through Facebook, yet she never added me personally, nor do I know if she even owns a Facebook.

For all I know, she could be some old-ass lady in a wheelchair about to croak, looking for some farewell cock.

You never know!

I proceeded anyway.

Got to her building, rang her through messenger (I rang the cop actually, and she relayed the message that I was outside).

Weird to say the least.

Either I’m gonna be killed or killing some pussy.

The girl comes out- well- not actually out out, but she flags me over from behind a screen-like thingy while I stood on the sidewalk.

I entered the building to where she lived on the first floor. It was pitch-ass dark might I add! I couldn’t even make out the girl’s face, let alone get a perfect view of her shape.

We made our way to a bedroom and the rest was history [sparing you the details].

On a 1-10 scale (sex), I give it an 8. This speaks volumes since I haven’t had decent sex in months.

It always strikes me as ironic that the not-so-hot girls are always awesome in bed, while the hotter the girl, the more the sex will have sucked.

The reason for this is because hot-hot girls never had a reason to have to perform in bed since they get preferential treatment from their Beta-provider type boyfriends. Hence, they become spoiled, lazy and lackadaisical in the sack.

Be as it may, we quickly wrapped up and I existed the building after 1 AM.

Screenshot below (her texts in white).


I guess the “anyone saw you” part was because she has a BF, or didn’t want anyone who might have known her to see me emerge from her place?

All in all; the weirdest lay experience ever…at least that I can recall.

Moreover, what made such a lay possible though?

My Facebook: a chick magnet.

Guys- my FB isn’t anything special.

There’s nothing intrinsically different with my page and yours.

What makes my page attractive to women is the shit that I post and the interesting dialogues that my posts generate.

See ya!

4 Lays In 4 Days…Friday Lay Report With DTF Chick

Ok, here we go!

One of the girls I contacted on Tagged yesterday evening turned into a super-solid prospect whom I end up shagging last night.

The “4 Lays in 4 Days” mission now stands at 1 for 2: one girl slept with out of 2 nights thus far.

As I write this post, it is now 6:30 PM on Saturday night.

As expected, I have plans tonight with girls #3 of 4.

Before I get into that (tonight’s rendezvous), let’s backtrack to last night…the chat-log.

After picking up the girl yesterday at the last second on Tagged, she messaged me on Whatsapp.

The chat-log below [her texts in white. Mines in green].


I got straight to the point, knowing she was ultra DTF.


Yep- logistics were handled.

Honestly speaking, I was leery about this move [though I’m always taking such risks].

There I was going to see a girl in a strange village that I never been to before.

For all I know, it could’ve turned out bad for me…but I still went through.

I must say that it was the worst sex ever.

It had nothing to do with her but me.

My cock couldn’t maintain an erection.

In fact, I hardly got hard [no pun intended].

What I surmise is that I was tense and somewhat nervous that I was so far outside of my comfort zone (a strange village), and not knowing whether this girl had bad intentions or not, so this played into the overall situation in a negative sense on my part.

Anyway, so we had about 2 minutes of penetration until my cock eventually went limp limp (though it was never rock solid to begin with).

She gave me a blowjob in hopes to resuscitate the cock but to no avail.

That chick couldn’t suck to save her life!

WTF is up with these girls nowadays and these mediocre-ass blowjobs!?

The last 15 or so girls I met who happened to go down on me, were all amateurish at cock-sucking! 😡 😡

With this girl, the more she sucked, the more limp my dick became!

I honestly wanted to tell her to get the fuck off of me!

I became semi-erect a bit afterwards, so she pulled out another condom and slid it on me but I was only able to manage about 20 seconds more of penetration before it died again. 😦

Anxiety and nerves are a muthafucka!!! 😡

I simply called it a night and left with the condom still on my dick up until the time I woke up this morning (Saturday).

I honestly forgot that the condom was still on my phallic object.

In any case; it still counted as a lay, though I bombed. 😦

With that, the count is 1 for 4 so far. Tonight (Saturday), I have a chance to make it 2 for 4: 2 lays in 4 days with tonight being the 3rd attempt.

At the moment, I am typing up this post from a bar and grill joint as I sip on a Pina Colada.

The photo below was taken in real time.


Stay posted for the next article which will feature my entire Friday night before and after I (sorta) banged this girl.

Sunday Night Lay Report: Couldn’t Maintain A Hard-On

Where do I even start.

Let me quote the status I posted to Facebook last night.

Just ‘Almost’ full-closed a chick whom I’ve been trying to close for the last year…yes- I did indeed say a whole year.

Guess what happened? I couldn’t maintain an erection. I attribute this to a combination of 2 factors:

1.) I just had sex last night which expended a drum load of ejaculate leaving me empty…nearly.

2.) Anticipation and performance anxiety from finally being able to pin this chick down after 12 months of push-pull, flakes, hard-to-get games,  fallouts, delete and re-add to Facebook, etc.

Finally getting a shot to punish this chick for 12 months of shit and the man downstairs couldn’t stay erect for 2 full minutes.

Am I embarrassed? No. I’m more shocked than anything else. This has happened to me a few times over the last few years [this is fairly normal for men]. But never really with a chick whom I am so sexually charged up about.

This sort of shit happens with girls who don’t really excite me much. But man oh man; I am still so shocked [not embarrassed] as I am currently on the road heading home.

An hour and a half of trying to maintain an erection, while only having about 4 minutes top of actual penetration.

Fuck it! There’s always another night.

That status was posted to Facebook as I left the girl’s place around 1 AM Monday morning.

Anyway, so that was the situation.

As I mentioned above, there were 2 factors which could’ve been the culprits for my sucky performance.

1.) Sex Saturday night

2.) Anticipatory anxiety

As for point #1 [sex the night before], since I had sex the night before, I had expended a huge amount of semen [a week’s worth] which left my tank dry…though semen is produced by the millions per minute…but that’s besides the point.

With that being the case, if you’re used to getting laid on a regular basis, there will arise cases where your sex drive/libido wanes from the lack of stimulation [or over stimulation].

It is quite simple: repetitiveness kills drive.

Hence, if you’re a guy like me who’s having sex with new girls on a daily to weekly basis: Sex Becomes Old!

I call this the catch 22 of becoming good with women. 😉

It becomes repetitive and its savor dies.

Conversely, had I not have sex in a while [let’s say weeks or months prior], not only would I have been a horny-little dog, but because of sex-depravity, gaining an instant erection would not have been an issue…[though premature ejaculation would’ve been likely…which is another caveat and a catch].

Therefore, since sex is a norm for me, I believe what took place last night was a product of just that: low stimulation because I had sex the night before.

In addition to that, what could’ve also accounted for my poor-ass performance was my current state of affair.

Shit- when the chick contacted me on IMO Messenger and video chat, it was about 10:20 PM and I was already in bed- in shut-down mode physiologically.

In other words; my body was prepared for sleep…though I usually stay up until 3-5 AM almost every morning editing pick-up videos…which could’ve contributed to my erectile issue due to lack of sleep/rest.

Anyway, so when the HB contacted me around 10:30, I was in bed watching some RSD Max videos on Youtube. 😆 😆

Here are the actual screenshots with time stamps.





Basically- it was late and I was totally not thinking of sex and I was already in bed for that matter.

When you look at it from that angle; I was not in the head space for sex.

Secondly, “Anticipatory Anxiety” is another factor that could plague you here.

With this girl, I’ve been hoping to lay her for an entire year. This kept falling through because of flakes, head-games and the usual games women play.

When the time finally came- last night- which caught me totally off guard, it was a recipe for disaster.

By the way, it didn’t just happen like that. We had a normal non-flirty conversation prior to her wanting me to come over.

In fact, this girl and I haven’t even spoken in like 5 months! 😯

I totally deleted her number from my phone and everything.

At the end of the day, these small bouts of erectile dysfunctions are common and they happen to the best of us.

If this does happens to you- and it will- try not to feel embarrassed about it to the point that you beat yourself up.

Remember: the more you show the girl that you care, the less valuable she perceives you to be.

As I decided to call it a day and put my clothes back on, the most I expressed to the girl was that it probably was the beers I drank but there’s always another night.

That’s it!

No apologies, no shame-faced, no tears, no fright, etc.

On that note: I’ll keep you guys posted.

PUA Field Report: Hooked Up With My 1st British Girl For The Year

A great portion of my lays during my pick-up tenure come by way of British girls.

For the year however, I haven’t been as fortunate to come across a fair share of Brits.

Earlier in the year, I picked up a British chick from Leicester, England but never got to seal the deal because of her sudden departure.

Before she left, we were supposed to hook up- under the guise of “meeting up” 😈 – at her mother’s place, hence the logistical information in the following screenshots from a recent convo we had over Facebook.

Anyway, some weeks ago, hadn’t already forgotten about her since she departed, something told me to message this chick on Facebook just to say hi…so I did.

To my surprise: she was on island. 🙂

I got straight to work, resuming from where we left off in January, 2015.

The following Facebook Messenger screenshots- though disjointed- says it all.






After getting lost a couple times I managed to find her place.

The night culminated with some action. 😉

All in all guys: you don’t have to take a chick out on a date to get laid.

There are some cases where a so-called date is a given. But there are lots of cases which don’t call for date.

It comes down to your ability to persuade/influence and to make a woman feel comfortable with your vibe…and to use subtle cues which women lay out there for you to capitalize off of.

The reason why women will rarely tell you to come to their place is the lack of comfort factor.

Some guys just do a good job at weirding chicks out.

Bear in mind that over 65% of the girls I slept with, either came to my place [hotel] or they invited me to theirs.

This takes tremendous amount of trust/comfort and persuasive vibe to get the bulk of your lays outside of the traditional-dating realm.

I’ll speak more about this in a future post.


Weirdest Lay Report @ Hotel With Girl I Met On Online-Dating Site

My latest video, which I published today, dates back to the 1st week of April, of a field and lay report of a girl I met on an online-dating site just days before we met up at my hotel while island hopping.

Pretty-hot damn girl as you can see from the photo below…at least body wise.


Check our the video for the entire field report and what actually transpired…everything from erection issues to being hustled…

The Smoker-Chick Lay Report Part III: Failed 3-Some Attempt

On the heels of the last encounter which possibly could’ve turned out violently bloody, I wanted to be done with this chick once and for all but she kept blowing up my phone trying to get me to see her, apologizing for the incident and so on.

She was definitely becoming attached. But this’ a situation I couldn’t afford as I had just entered a relationship a month earlier to even be thinking about getting attached to another girl…for more than just sex.

I thought about the great mind-blowing blowjob she gave me and it made me consider going by her again.

She assured me that the ex-boyfriend was out of the picture…not that I cared if he was in the picture. I just wanted to know that I wasn’t gonna get stoned to death over some dumb shit.

We scheduled for later towards the weekend when I would pass by her.

Midweek, she dropped a bombshell on me that she just got her tongue pierced so she won’t be able to give any blowjobs since her tongue is sore.


“Should I even bother go see this chick since I won’t get a blowjob”(?), I asked myself.

To be honest, I didn’t feel safe going over there alone because of the incident last time so I decided to bring reinforcement via a younger coworker whom I was tutoring in pickup at the time.

Apart from being a witness in case anything shady goes down, I wanted him to get a real-world sense of how it is to interact with women in a sexual manner, since he was still an 18 year old virgin without any experience in mere small talk.

This was gonna be his trail run where he would witness me interact with the smoker-chick, then I would encourage him to chime into the dialogue and become comfortable at conversing with women.

A 3-some was NOT in the picture originally…but it evolved [if that makes any sense]!

Anyway, so the weekend came around, I told her that if I do come, I will bring along a younger buddy of mines just to make me feel safer because of the last incident.

She said “ok”, so we headed over.

At this point, I was already jaded with the pussy but still in love with the blowjob…which I wasn’t gonna get for a while.

We got there, made introductions, put on a DVD and watched a movie for a bit.

Smoker-chick said she was gonna go lie down in the room so I can meet her there when I’m ready to cuddle.

My student/coworker did sub-par in the conversing department but it wasn’t that bad to create a terrible impression.

I went into the room to cuddle a bit with smoker chick. While there, I happened to ask her about my coworker and the impression she has of me.

Girl: “He’s young. Looks like he’s 15”.

Me: “Lol I know. But age is just a #. He’s still a virgin too so that’s why he’s on the shy side”.

At this point, I was setting the stage for a possible 3-some by subtly talking up my pupil in a way that will highlight his lack of sexual experience and how good it would be to have an experienced girl take his virginity… 😉 although a 3-some wasn’t my original intention.

She took the bait eventually and entertained the idea of fucking him. But she kept stressing that he was way too shy and it’ll make her feel super uncomfortable.

Now, I never told her or asked her to fuck him.

I simply planted the seed, made some insinuations and she conjured up the idea of sex with the virgin.

Ok, so the stage was set for both of us to bang this girl in an MMF 3-some (Male-Male-Female).

The sex was for the taking!

I exited the bedroom to talk with my 18 year old pick-up pupil about the new development.

Me: “Yo, this chick likes you bro”!

Pupil: “How you figure. She told you so”?

Me: “Yea! And she said she would actually want to have sex with you”.

Pupil: “For real! I don’t know man! How’s that shit supposed to happen”!

Me: “This’ what we’ll do. Both of us will go into the bedroom, sit on the bed with her, just have some casual and normal conversation then you follow my lead”.

Pupil: “I don’t know Kenny. Sounds crazy”!

I went back into the bedroom solo and relayed to the girl that he will join us shortly just to chat.

Ok guys, 1 quick pointer when it comes to structuring 3-somes with another male: You always want to make things seem neutral and not-3-some like as possible.

For instance, I didn’t go back into the bedroom and say to the girl that my buddy will come and fuck you shortly.

After all, she’s still a female and her #1 fear is to be perceived as a slut. So you can’t just make the 3-some an obvious endeavor. Hence why I said to the girl that my buddy will join us shortly but just to talk.

This puts her slut-alert or ASD at ease.

All my pupil had to do is to enter the room, sit next to her on the bed while she lie down, and we all have a normal 3-way chat about anything but sex while I physically get her aroused since she’s already used to my touch and my cock!

Eventually, my pupil should’ve joined in by starting off real light by caressing her body along with me.

I motioned to him with a wave of the hand trying to get him to come into the bedroom but he wasn’t budging.

“Do I have to make this shit any more obvious”, I said to myself”!

Also, in 3-some situations with 2 males, it’s best to turn all lights off whereas the girl cannot see the other guy so as to avoid her feeling all slutty. So the room was pitch dark!

Five minutes went by and my coworker/student was still watching the DVD glued to his seat.

“Fuck! This dude is fucking everything up when I’m literally on the verge of getting him free sex without having him having to lift a finger”!

The girl begins to get iffy about the situation due to the stalling.

I head out to the living room and quietly said to my student, “Dude, this chick is waiting on you. You have nothing to worry about. It’s a new experience but let go and go with the flow”.

I go back into the bedroom to resume the caressing and massaging of smoker chick’s back and shoulders, expecting my virgin coworker to eventually man up and join in.

Minutes go by and he’s still fucking glued to the chair!

I SMH in frustration!

Free and easy pussy about to slip through this guy’s fingers because of fear…though understandable.

The situation became mighty awkward after so much time has elapsed without a 3rd or 4th hand on the girl’s body, so she aborted the entire plan altogether.

I wound up shagging her myself for the last time then my dejected coworker and I left.

The end!

With my virgin pupil coworker’s dilemma aside, I felt it was best that I terminate this fling early, as the smoker girl was beginning to show signs of attachment.

As for the ex-boyfriend, I don’t believe he was an official ex, nor do I believe the relation was terminated officially.

Women are notorious for using moments of fallouts as excuses to cheat on their boyfriends while justifying it due to the fight, when in all reality, the relationship was never terminated.

I just happened to pick her up during this fallout period which progressed to sex.

She took a liking to me. And as most women who cheat end up doing, she wanted to trade off men (or upgrade) by dumping the ex- for the new guy.

She eventually got back with the ex-boyfriend (who wasn’t really an ex) as we spoke on a future occasion a week after our fling came to an end.

The Smoker-Chick Lay Report Part II: Angry Ex-Boyfriend Stones The House


It’s been 2 weeks of steady sex with this newly met girl who would otherwise have turned me off due to her habitual smoking of tobacco.

Nevertheless, I enjoyed her blowjob skills which was enough to have me lighten up on such a stubborn position of mines, which is to not get involved in any way with a girl who smokes.

Two weeks of mind-blowing sex had me spending nights at this chick’s place while neglecting to even spend 10 minutes with my girlfriend whom I’d met just over a month earlier.

I would go see my girlfriend just to show my face, smelling like cigarettes, unbeknownst to me, then a huge argument would erupt about me having cigarette breath when I claim that I don’t smoke.

This sort of shit I wasn’t having because the relationship was still pretty much new (4 weeks in I would say), and I was NOT gonna stand for an ultra-jealous girlfriend this early into an LTR.

This drove me to spending more time with the smoker-chick as she was much less of a headache, understanding her role as a casual fuck-buddy.

She forgot to tell me however, about the maniacal ex-boyfriend who would stalk her place every night or so.

One night while lying in bed with her [the smoker-chick that is], her phone kept ringing so she finally decides to answer and an argument ensued about being broken up, finished and how she didn’t want anything to do with him anymore.


This is awkward to say the least!

The guy on the other line (ex-boyfriend) made some vague threats which made me have second thoughts about lying down naked. So I put on my briefs, pants and flip-flops as I had a gut feeling that something crazy might go down here.

She assured me that everything was cool and that he’s just a jealous ex-boyfriend whom she’d dumped and didn’t want anything else to do with.

“Well that’s the fucking problem girl”! 😡

“A dumped boyfriend is liable of doing some crazy shit out of rage and jealousy. I do not want to get caught up”.

She pleaded with me to stay with her.

A while went by and her phone rang again.

She answers:

“Hello! Can’t you get the fucking message already! I have a new boyfriend and he’s here right now with me about fuck me! And he’s pissed that you keep calling! Leave me alone”!

At this point I’m like, “this bitch is crazy”!

Why the fuck would she tell a raging ex-boyfriend that she was home with another guy about to get her fuck on!!!!?

Worst of all; I’m supposed to be a new boyfriend!?

That’s news flash to me! I thought this was only a fuck-buddy type of situation! ❓

Now, I know she didn’t mean that she and I were actually together and she’d only said that to piss the ex- off some more.

But dammit; that’s like throwing gasoline on a fire that’s already out of frikkin’ control!

Now I’m even more paranoid that the ex-boyfriend knows that another guy is at his ex’s place…about to screw.

I got up off the bed to go sit in the living room by myself just to get some time to think.

She continued arguing with him over the phone, exacerbating the situation even more by daring him to come over and try to do something to her as he must have been throwing threats at her amongst those lines.

Minutes later, couple apparently huge rocks get tossed onto the rooftop creating a loud bang which had me hunkered down near the sofa in case 1 of them comes flying through the window!

“Bitch you wanna fuck with me”!

Some more rocks are thrown as the ex-boyfriend shouted like a madman from across the street!

Remind you, this is a very secluded and rural area in this part of town.

There isn’t much of a neighbor presence, as her place was the only house on the entire bloc- both sides of the road. So the ex- didn’t have much to worry about as far as neighbors calling the cops or anything.

At this point, I was scared as shit, not knowing this guy’s intentions, whether he had a key or not…and this chick kept egging him on like a fucking idiot! 😡

I went into the bedroom and told her to cut the fucking shit out and that this is the last night I’ll ever have anything to do with her.

The doorknob rattled as if someone was trying to break it to enter the house.

“Open the fucking door”, he exclaimed!

I motioned to her to hush!

She obliged.

He kicked and pounded at the door as if to break it in.

This must have lasted 10 minutes, with every kick seeming to jar the door open an inch. 😯

In case the door gets smashed in, I hid right beside it to make a speedy exit as he rushes in to head for the bedroom.

The adrenaline and fear were so high that I almost felt paralyzed in my tracks!

She threatens to call his brother if he keeps trying to kick the door in.

Guy: “I don’t give a fuck! You can call him all you want”!

She makes a phone call:

“Your brother is over at my place trying to kick my door in and acting real crazy because we broke up days ago. Come talk to him please. I don’t want to call the cops”.

Minutes later, everything went quiet on the other side of the door, seeming as though he left.

She gets a phone call seemingly from her ex’s brother, saying that he spoke to him and told him to leave and just accept that she doesn’t want to see him right now.

This incident had me shaken up and totally not wanting to see this chick at all.

She comes out of the bedroom to console me and to try to convince me to stay the night.

As she pleaded, I put my shirt on and cautiously left the house wondering if there was someone hiding in the bushes waiting to do damage.

I made it home safely and that was it for that night.

To be continued…

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