A pretty face is a drug. And a tight and firm little girl body with ample breasts that are high and firm enough to have sprouted the night before will arouse me into a fervour of religious reverie.
I love being in love. Mutual love is the best possible drug.
I’ve tried heroin, crack, codeine, valium, pot, lsd, shrooms, and more. I’ve had experiences of strong meditative bliss, and screaming chi-kung ecstasies. But nothing comes close to the drug of being in mutual love with a hottie who orgasms regularly and easily.
XSplat, quick question: what is the best exercise or tip for increasing one’s horniness toward a particular female?
I wish I knew. There is a girl that I really like in many ways who doesn’t physically turn me on as much as I’m used to. It’s a shame. Especially as I recently took her virginity and she’s obsessively infatuated with me.
I’ve been in the same situation before, in Thailand. There was a time when I had two girlfriends – one I loved but would go soft inside sometimes only after a few minutes. The other one I didn’t like at all, but we fucked for hours and hours pretty well every day.
I really wish I had a choice in these matters.
It could get very confusing if I didn’t have the comparisons. I’d think my dick wasn’t working.
And the same happens for girls. For some girls they only come with me. But sadly, also for some girls they come for other guys but not me.
Chemistry can be discovered, over time, and it can grow. I’ve seen that many times. But I’ve also seen it not grow.
I wish I had a button inside me to push so that a girl with a great personality but body shape that doesn’t quite do it could turn me on as much as a hotty bitch.
And I wish my personality and skills were always enough to get 100% of all women’s motors fully running.
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I appreciate the different kinds of love and passion I can feel for women. The companionate appreciation can be real and deep and meaningful. But it’s very different from the effect of eye candy. I just love a pretty face.
And I know women can be the same way. They can love a man, but not feel that rush.
And yet chemistry isn’t an easy calculation. I’ve known girls to come easily and passionately with me, and not at all with model handsome men.
And the types of girls I’m most into would not do it for a lot of guys. I like them micro mini and way over the top neotenous. Like Japanese Anime girls. Sopping wet with sexuality, but with a look so young it’s on some edge. Blossomed, but freshly pink.
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I was out hunting yesterday. I started with the beach, and then cruised a shopping mall. It’s a fascinating endeavor. Scouting around, thoughts will scamper through my mind; “Is that girl hot enough for me to bother to approach? Na. Even if I got her interested I’d quickly lose interest in her. Woah! That one is so hot! I can’t possibly stand a chance. What is my state like? Am I in the best possible zone, or should I do a few practice sets and come back? I don’t want to use a hottie for practice – she needs my best possible a game, just for me to have the slimmest of chances.”
One girl was dressed up in a fuck-me outfit, walking with her plain friend. Boom I opened. “Hi! What’s your name? I had to stop you.”.”Why?” I look her up and down and say as if it’s obvious “because you’re so hot!” Everything I said came out with a side of lame and awkward and greasy, and I was leering at her with a creepy grandpa smirk. I was hurried and urgent in my rapid fire questions. “How long are you staying here? What do you do?” In the end I let her escape by handing her my business card for a purported modelling agency.
But you know what? She actually messaged me an hour later. And then gave me lols when I told her that her name Sasha sounded Russian, and that I would call her Natasha instead.
So I’m an old guy, creeping around the beaches and malls, hunting for girls who are WAY the fuck out of my league, so that I can fuck them and feel that most exquisite of highs. And bond with them and get them to fall in love with me and make my sheets all wet.
I met a girl at a shopping mall some months back. She chose my checkout lane at a department store so I struck up a conversation. I’d had one date with her and her friend, that seemed to go ok, but I could never get her out on a second date, so I gave up and hired her as a talent scout for my purported modelling business, and to do some part time data entry. She only visited a few times for training after that, but when she did I couldn’t help but stare at her face. I literally fell in love each time she’d visit. It would last at least an hour.
So yesterday I finally got her out on a date. I told her that I wanted to get to know her better, and so she agreed to an “interview”.
We started out on the beach, and the interview went well right off the bat. Two glasses of wine later I took her to a restaurant near my villa. During dinner I finally got to the three big questions that I wanted to ask her. 1) Is she a virgin? Yes. 2) Has she ever watched porn? No. 3) Has she ever masturbated? No. When I told her of of how I had to rape-start M21 and how it took her a year to grow into her strong multiple orgasmic sexuality, the little virgin threw her head onto my lap and started laughing. She was laughing all through dinner and then asked about my piano, so of course I took her to my room to play for her.
Then she kept going on about 50 shades of grey and comparing me to Dorian. “I can’t believe I’m in the arms of my boss right now! I’m so nervous! This is so wrong! You are my boss!”
The girl is petite and felt oh so good in my arms. My hand resting on her lower belly. Looking at her face made me nervous, but what a drug that eye candy is. She kept staring and staring at me, with a big nervous smile. We didn’t even kiss but it was electric.
So my dating skills are good, and my conversion rate for girls who I get on a date is high. And then keeping girls interested is a skill practised to an expert level. But day game is an entirely different story.
Walking up to some girl and stopping her, and then getting her interested in me? I’m nearly 50, short, noticeably well below average in facial attractiveness, and balding. And I go for girls in their teens and early twenties, and am only satisfied if I think they truly could be models.
A few days ago I was driving along and I spotted a pink haired hottie walking alone. I pulled right over, stalked her, crossed the street and overtook her, then doubled back to say hi as I walked towards her. She was on her phone but not one fuck was given. “Hi. You’re really cute. I had to say hi to you”. She kept talking on her phone and I kept not giving a fuck. I was there now. I took precedence, obviously. So she hung up her phone and chatted with me for a while and I did get the number. A student from another island, here for a week. A few days later she answers that she’s already flying back, but could be available next week.
And back in Java I got a girl I’d met out for a date – four months after I got her number. I must have invited her out 10 times before she agreed. The date went very well, and she all but offered to be my girlfriend, but I flew out to bali shortly after.
So it’s not impossible. It’s a matter of numbers, and state, and game. I am what I am, but even at my age, I can win sometimes.
I know what I want, and it’s a difficult thing to get. That perfect young hottie who arouses hot devotion. I have not yet built up my business pipelines to feed a constant stream of girls into my life. I’m working on that. In the mean time I’m just going to have to regularly hit the streets and do the hard work.
Because I’m not in mutual love with a hottie lately. I mean, I have sex with my girls all the time – sometimes pretty fucking good sex too. But I’m not in love with anyone. And I want that. I’ve had that. And I’m going to get that again, or die trying.
There is just nothing else like it.
Nem said:
msroisine said:
Hi there. I (a woman in her 20s) have been following our blog for a while now. Sometimes I agree with your content (at your best, you provide very good ideas and concept for your readers!), sometimes I don’t.
It’s very clear you don’t intend to follow the ‘normal’ path of falling in love -> monogamously coupling up -> having kids -> grow old together (best case scenario of course). As you yourself often said, you want to find at least one perfect young micro mini virgin, have her have your kids, and rinse repeat. You also say you are addicted to the feeling of being in love and can’t help it. All fine. But I see a problem with your plan: your attention span towards any specific woman/girl who has initially captured your attention wanes so quickly that she’s not even able to be a prospective mother of your kids any more. Not because you keep looking for more micro mini virgins (which in other cases could be a problem but in you case is very obviously part of your strategy) but because…my impression is that you conditioned yourself into having such a short attention span that it is pretty much impossible to fall in love with a woman of your choosing. Which results into a lot of fuck-and-discard cases. You may have your opinion on different types of women, but that girl you mentioned last as being mother-material (the smart, not so hot, but still pretty former virgin)…I imagine you are going to discard her very soon. From what you are writing, she seems to be in love with you. She gave you her virginity, that obviously both you and her value very highly, and now she doesn’t have it anymore, which is going to be problematic for herself, her family and culture, I assume?
I don’t really know what the solution is here, but it seems to me that you are looking for the ‘best material’ that you are very likely to leave in a ‘worse condition’ than it used to be, for reasons of falling in love/finding a mother to bear your children which doesn’t look like it’s going to happen very soon, or at all, et ceteris paribus.
Just my 0.02
xsplat said:
I was together with M for over 4 years, about three of that living together. It’s likely we would have stayed together longer had we been more psychologically compatible.
Yes, it’s tragic that I’m not as attracted to V as I’d like to be. I hadn’t expected that. It’s a such a waste, as I really like her. And ya, she’s way into me.
Ya, the idea is to find someone that I both like and have great chemistry with. I’m focusing on great chemistry first, as that is the first required condition. Without that it’s just a no go.
As regards to deflowering virgins, most girls nowadays don’t hold off until marriage in the cities here. Although V is interested in a lifetime partner, from the outset I told her no promises about what might happen. She is very close with her mom, and tells her everything, and her mom gave her the go ahead to go ahead and fuck if she wanted to. I think she’ll be better off having sex as an option now. Better to have loved and lost than to go home from work every day to hang out with your brother?
I look at it the same way for the other virgins. Something is not going properly in a girls life if she’s a virgin past age 21. I fixed that problem for some girls.
I know some people value virginity differently. But I never hear girls complain that they wish there were still virgins. Once you start you’re glad that you did. There is always a first man.
xsplat said:
I spent the day with V.
The woman has some serious potential. She’s only had sex a few times in her life but was already explaining that “she felt the urge to pee” while she was in the throes of some type of long climax. That means she could be a squirter if she let’s go.
Mingling of sexual energies is type of language, and a powerful one. The girl is a screamer who loves long and hard spankings, and I think she has more surprises.
She was playing love songs, and I always hear her sing the same few.
My little 18 year old S gets me hot with her little body. V is like me in a way – she has to hack the system in other ways. And she has her ways.
Obs&rver said:
X is right about that. There is no better drug than love.
Take that from someone who has tried it all. Love checks in one magnitude above all others.
No truer statement has ever been written than this: “nothing comes close to the drug of being in mutual love with a hottie who orgasms regularly and easily.”
Hence the admonition that “hating females” is INSANITY.
This is the only reason that I write to you guys. I want you to feel it for yourself. There is literally nothing better than the chemical reaction that takes place with a female who truly loves you. It is the very best thing of all things (biology, yo).
Yes, I’ve done it all: {deleted};. They are all, every one of them, proxies for a proper female. Think about it, forces far more powerful than me, set it up this way. I suppose, as I sit here, pulling my hair out for you, I want you to experience this, I really want you to experience it. Life for me, would be better if you did. I just don’t know how to convey it to you.
I can’t tell you what I really want to tell you. (Some things must be read between the lines.) ( Just have the balls to reach out and make an incredibility human experience. There is no drug better than pure human connection. It’s the ultimate.)
Best wishes, gents.
Anonymouswatcher37 said:
Watch the video ” She will never love you ” by YouTube content provider Turd Flinging Monkey.
xsplat said:
Why? I can’t imagine that video could be of benefit to anyone but a sour grapes unloveable man who needs an excuse to never try.
There are couples who remain in love for many decades. About 1 in ten couples, from what I’ve read.
The video you referenced is autistic to the extreme, and views emotions as a pathology. Love can work either short or long term. Either way, most humans enjoy the ride while it lasts.
Some get broken by it after one or two failures, then slink off with their tail between their legs, and only feel better amongst a crowd of slinkers.
Bryce van Bateman Patten said:
Imagine defining your entire worth as a man by how many vaginas you inseminate. #Metoo has almost eviscerated PUA, and even Roosh has fled the sinking ship to embrace Oldschool Conservative Christianity. Your God is dead.
xsplat said:
Who is this comment directed to? Is it somehow related to anything I’ve ever written? Have you read any of this blog?
Dylan said:
Chemistry is very important. I have been with girls that please me sexually, but then after the session I am ready to leave because they bore me. Once you find someone who you have great chemistry with and that gives herself to you then my friend you have a winner.
I have only slept with virgins. My friends say that my standards are to high, but this is what I want and so shall I get. There is nothing better than when a woman gives herself completely to you. It makes you feel on top of the world and you know that you have her.
Having a woman is not an easy task, but can be rewarding if done right. I am the head of the relationship and expect total devotion and loyalty. In return for her devotion and loyalty I provide her with fun, pleasure, and security.
It is a win-win for both of us:
I have a girl that is completely mine and satisfies me sexually and emotionally.
She has security, fun, and pleasure.
This is a little different than most relationships now where the man goes above and beyond to please the girl he is with. I do not do that. If she pleases me then I reward her, but if she angers me then I withdraw my affection.
It can be related to what people believe Hell is. They believe that Hell is simply the absence of God’s love and affection.
Great post X.
Your friend,
The Lion
Observer7 said:
@Yohami,
Said something once which I have carried with me ever since (a wise motherfucker, that Yohami): paraphrasing: “Go out and make as many connections as you can.”
In marketing terms, this would be called, “filling one’s funnel.”
See, if you are lacking, you will project that (not attractive). If your funnel is full, you will be juggling opportunity (attractive) all day long. I could write volumes on this. But I don’t want to. Yohami’s maxim is so fucking pure, among the most pure that I’ve ever seen in the manosphere, that I just want to leave it right where he said it (paraphrasing):
“Go out and make as many connections as you can.”
Put differently, “fill your funnel,” bitchez.
The “bitchez” part was mine, for flavor.
Observer7 said:
@Dylan,
Inspirational, dog. Thanks for that. And so true. You’ve kicked me into a higher gear.
Observer7 said:
@Dylan
BTW, sleeping only with virgins? Now that is one motherfucking standard that exceeds even my own. Good on you. Wow.
olympianempire99 said:
Thank you lol. Yeah I just don’t want anything that is not entirely mine. I have missed out on quite a few girls because of this, but just won’t do it unless they are a virgin.
Observer7 said:
Hey, @Dylan, I’m only telling this to you because it is clear that you are man enough to deal with it: you are on a plateau, my brother, and congrats for that. However, put yourself inside the head of your female, and watch that wrap your head around a pole.
This is why I tell you guys, repeatedly, that what this really all comes down to is biology.
Check this out: you are a biological being.
SO ARE FEMALES.
I would suggest to you that the sooner you can get down on a biological level with your sexual counterparts, then the sooner you can get WITH them. Pretty simple stuff, really. YOU have to flip the switch inside your own brain, and that is not something that can be beat into you. YOU must make that decision.
Either continue combatting with your opposite sex, or learn to harmonize with it… bitchez.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harmony
(BTW, the best way to harmonize with it, is to stand your ground, and not be a pussy.)
All that said, I love you fuckers, and want the very best for you… but you may have to think for yourselves, ok?
Observer7 said:
@Dylan,
Just pushing you a tad, because guys like you require some pushing. It’s obvious by the way that you express yourself that you are a champion.
So, a friend punching you in the ribs to be better than you are, should be taken as such. I know you would do the same for me.
Peace, champ. BTW, glad to know that you exist. I look forward to meeting you, in person, one day.
Dylan said:
Thank you friend I will look into it. I am sure that our paths will cross at some point in life.
Observer7 said:
If someone put a gun to my head, and forced me to tell them how I did it, it would be this: WILL. I have always loved me some pussy. It just makes life better. The WILL to fuck is some pretty strong tonic. I think, at the end of it all, this is what the manosphere is really all about. Do you want to fuck, or don’t you? That is really all it comes down to, bitchez.
Now then, yes, of course, your male competitors who run the media are shoveling all manner of bullshit into your brain, in order to dominate you. I don’t know, but for me, personally, I don’t appreciate being dominated in that way. Do you?
There is really no need for manosphere sites, dissecting all that’s inside of you. Really, it comes down to one thing, and one thing only: the will to fuck. Either you have that, or you are a pussy.
(BTW, not judging you either way, just calling a biological spade a biological spade.)
Anon said:
Xsplat, I have an esoteric conundrum, which I believe you might be able to grok.
I live in a country where the women are extremely gorgeous, and they dress to impress. There is also a backdrop of sexual liberation which makes it enormously hard to stay clear-headed. It’s not uncommon for my energy to be perturbed 10-20 times per day, if not more.
I used to think this was a good thing, but now I see something is wrong.
The feeling I get when this happens is that my energy is impacted in the groin area, and then moves up to the head. This causes me to be spaced out and lose direction, and I become attached to the images in my head of these females.
I remember travelling to another country where the women didn’t give off this vibe. Instead of being disappointed, I thought to myself: what a relief!
Dr Wilson’s site has been very helpful in getting me to understand what is going on:
http://drlwilson.com/articles/YIN%20DISEASE.htm
‘Direction of energy flow and health. The Mother Earth orientation many very yin people have means that they take their energy from the earth, primarily, and move it upwards through their bodies. This is in contrast to the Jews and even more so the Christians, who move energy downward from the “Father in Heaven” toward the earth.
The concept of directionality of the movement of energy is extremely important. Moving energy upward is toward death, while moving it downward promotes life. This is discussed in the article entitled Downward Motion of Energy And Healing.’
http://drlwilson.com/articles/DOWN%20HEALING.htm
‘Sex and the direction of etheric flow. Unfortunately, most sexual activity moves etheric energy upward. Those who engage in more sexual activity are thus always in worse shape in this regard. Even thinking about sex, reading sexually-oriented material, sexual humor, or the use of pornography, masturbation, watching sexually explicit movies and other sexually-related past times all tend to move the etheric energy upward.’
Something tells me you are on the same page with this analysis. What are your thoughts? How does one deal with this problem?
Lately I have been saying to myself “I refuse to give up my energy” whenever I see an enticing woman. Ie, I refuse to let my balls be drained up by my head. Am I on to something?
xsplat said:
I also had problems for years with upward energy. It was fun, but also problematic. If it intense and up the spine some people call that “kundalini”.
I don’t shoot energy up my spine or out my head any more. When doing chi kung if I focus above the head I also try to focus below the feet at the same time. Generaly the focus is on grounding.
Sex for me is no longer only about upward energy, although it does still include that.
Anon1 said:
>rape-start M21 and how it took her a year to grow into her strong multiple orgasmic sexuality, the little virgin threw her head onto my lap and started laughing.
story time, when was this? i can’t remember reading about this story
xsplat said:
I’ve documented my relationship with M from the start in September 2010. https://xsplat.wordpress.com/2010/09/