Dallas PUA

It's 2 o'clock and I'm ready for some hot fuck action to the max. I spot a little hottie eyeing me and the two o'clock hawk goes into action. In no time flat this little hooker is in my truck with me driving back to my apt. We get back to my place and the fucking commences. In the middle of the action this little lady drops this on me: "I want you to cum in my pussy..I want you to cum on my face so I can take pictures and send them to my boyfriend".

Being this nice guy that I am I obliged. I nutted all over her face, it wasn't a very impressive one, and then happily took pics for her with her own camera. We fucked again and I busted on her face again and started to clean up and she goes "Wait!! You didn't take pics!!! My boyfriend is in Iraq and I want to send him pics". Ok then, I take some more pics. Then tell her to shut the fuck up, I'm going to sleep. What's that? You want to wake me up in the middle of the night by farting in your sleep? You just earned yourself a one-way ticket out of my life for good.

I drop her off at her place the next day. Shortly after she sends me this text: yummy. Of course I don't respond.

2 months later..

Fuck! It's 2 o'clock and I don't have anything! I'm paying my tab and I start eye-ing this little cutie. I work my fucking magic and we are headed back to my truck in no time. It's a 2 block walk and when we finally get there she pulls this out:

"Wait, I know you..we hooked up before"
"What? NO we haven't."
"Yes we have, you work for such and such, you gave me your business card"
And I break out in hysterical laughter realizing my error. Oh well, I get her back to my place and fuck her again. And she drops this bomb on me:

"My boyfriend is gay now"
"...thanks for letting me have sex with a potential AIDS victim"
Bitch you are out for good! That's 2 strikes..unless I don't recognize you again.+

lol! the hassles of the modern PUA :)

Lion, would you mind writing about what your approach is generally for SNLs?

that's fucking nutz!

lol.. that's some funny shit..!!

[quote1219525467=Sal Paradise]
Lion, would you mind writing about what your approach is generally for SNLs?
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Persistence.

Here's the one I could have had last night, after talking to this girl at the bar for maybe 5-10 minutes. She was seated at the bar and somehow I got to feeling up her leg and she pulled my hand up to her pussy and she wasn't wearing undies, so I fingered her right at the bar.

"Let's go out to my truck and make out"
"Why your truck, I live right around the block.."
"So do I, let's go to my place"
"Let's go to mine"
"Ok, lets go"
"Now? It's 1:30, lets go at 2"
"I have to go pee"
"Are you coming back?"
"...."

I had 2 girls meeting me up there so I never bothered with that chick again. Closing time, I walk out with these 2 chicks.

"Come on, let's go to my place"
"Do you have alcohol?"
"Yes" - I didn't

They were lolly-gagging, not being able to make a decision, so I just said come on, let's go. Follow me. Get to my apt and the double BJ is about to happen...but I get a phonecall:

"You guys have to go, my girlfriend is on her way over"

It's easy really. I'm very sexual. I don't say too much but I give them the "I'm gonna fuck you until you die" eyes.

Let's go back to my place for a drink.
Let's go back to my place, I want to play guitar for you.
Let's go back to my place so I can show you my rare egg collection.
Any reason to get her back.

When we arrive I always caveman. I grab her hair or her throat, throw her up against the wall, kiss her like she has never been kissed before. In short, I'm an animal. She will always so no 3 or 4 times but my parents didn't raise a quitter.

This reminds me of the girl I pulled, fingered her until she came and was about to fuck her but she kept saying, I cant, I just broke up with my boyfriend today. I got pretty pissed about it because I left a hotter girl at the bar, the hotter girl even flipped me off for leaving with the other girl. So I flipped her off back. Anyway, this girl puts on her clothes and walks out the door, 20 miles from where she lives and where her car was. So I lock my door and go to sleep. I always wonder how she got home.