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HOW TO: Convince her to have anal sex

Monday, April 14th, 2008 Write a comment

Here’s what works for me.

You have to condition them that sexual pleasure is always present when there is something in her ass or some kind of ass play. Even if the cause of the sexual pleasure for her, isn’t the ass aspect, it should have convinced her enough to try it. Thus, whenever messing around, always rub the outside of her asshole, usually with your thumb.

A good trick when you are hitting from behind is to rub it with your thumb without sticking in your thumb. Eventually you can kind of rub it open. It’s not by sticking your thumb in pointy side first, but like you are pressing with the ball of your thumb.

Back to the main point…

Whenever you are eating her out, or having sex and her pleasure is increasing, always have a digit there or some kind of presence. As she is getting ready to cum, slowly slide in more and more fingers or increase the presence.

You can’t do it too quick or you will mess up. Then she will equate things in her ass to ruining her orgasm, rather than contributing to them. Even if she derives no pleasure from something in her ass, in her mind, she will realize whenever she comes theres something in her ass. Thus, something in her ass can make her cum. Creating the perfect girlfriend is a lot like training a dog. Sometimes you have to trick them, but it’s out of love. The anal thing is an art, and it took me all of college to figure out.

Your chances.

85% of girls will be down with you playing with their ass and you should be able to get them to equate getting off with shit in their ass. Eat a lot of pussy, and after she’s really fucking hot, then start fucking with her ass and escalate it till she gets off. Now some chicks just freak out when they feel anything in their ass. If thats the case, dump her.

Now, when you get her to let you have anal sex, make sure she’s drunk and make sure you put more oil on that shit than an F-1 car. Take it slow, and don’t go more than half way in the first time. Even if she’s digging it, take it slow. Don’t comment on there being any shit on your dick, even if there is, and tell her how sexy she looks.

About Her.

What you are trying to do is subconsciously equate her being beautiful (or funny, or smart or whatever it is she wants to be) with taking it in the ass. You know what sells to your girlfriend. You want to equate that action with whatever she wants to be. This works for anything.

Learn how she wants to be seen, when you want to reinforce that behavior. When the behavior is present, you make them feel how they want to feel. Again, it’s an art and it takes practice. You know, you really gotta dog a chick when they do what you want.

A big part of the fun of doing a chick in the ass is you get to give them grief about it, and ’shame’ them for it afterwards. Don’t do this after the first time. Don’t do it after the third time. Wait until it’s on the menu for sure.

Let’s say you are sitting next to her with an audience of her parents. Lean into her ear and whisper, “(insert her father’s name here) daughter just had a big angry cock in her ass” Watch her choke on her water and laugh to yourself.

Signs to Watch.

Remember, NO means NO, except…

  • if she says it in any of the following ways you’re good - whispers, teasingly, jokingly, as she pants from the sex, as she is bouncing still on your cock, as she pushes herself back onto your dick.
  • if she says these you aren’t - ouch; stops the sex altogether and says no; punches your throat; starts crapping all over; pukes on you…

You’ll know if she likes it because if she does she’ll be going double time. If she doesn’t, she’ll be crying, so 50/50.

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Lost Subways, Underground Rivers, Rooms of Skulls and more [pics]

Monday, March 3rd, 2008 Write a Comment

Been a while since I’ve posted photos.
Been busy, but still snapping photos. Here goes.

#1 - Bone rooms
burial cemetery  bone rooms france
In France, when you’re buried, your plot is only for 50 years. If your family [because obviously you can’t ;)] doesn’t renew it, you’re dug up, and [literally] tossed under the cemetary in the tunnels below. This still happens today - there are some really grim cemetaries with bodies + hair and clothes chilling underground. Try not to get caught, “grave robbing” is a very real offense…

#2 - Toronto .. huuh?
rail car tunnel network toronto
toronto tunnel network ladder
frozen toronto tunnel entrance
40m under a frozen toronto lies an equally frozen and ridiculously complicated network of tunnels. Fashioned over the entire length of downtown, each tunnel runs for kilometers, with dead stops at both ends, but another tunnel running perpendicular to it, above. Some are finished, others are still being made - there are mini trains for moving things around, and massssive 15 - 20m tall icicles that crash down randomly to try to kill you as you cross the frozen bridge over the underground mud river… very indiana jones.

#3 - Canal Saint Martin, Paris
Just some pano shots of this amazing underground canal.
paris france canal sewer

#4 - Paris Metro, line 13
paris france metro subway line

#5 - Abandoned Metro, Paris ??
Lovely abandoned metro
abandoned metro subway paris france

the station is abandoned, but to one end there are very active offices - but if you can sneak in, it’s worth it for what they contain.. 12AM tonight I snuck up, checked under and over the door to make sure there was noone, popped open the door, and a very startled woman walked out of the office to have a cigarette. She asked me [in french, bear in mind] what the fuck was I doing.
I said: no problems - I’m australian, and read in my tour book that there was this station here. It’s amazing, isn’t it?

In fact, on the wall of the station here are two murals / ancient adverts from the 1930’s - which still exist in perfect condition, unlike the rest of the station.

The lady was rather puzzled, and then finally asked me if I’d like to wash my face, as I was covered in soot. I did, thanked her, and walked out of the office

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Dominican Republic story - Part 14

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008 Write a Comment

I ran up stairs and took a quick shower then came back down and there were about 5 dames in the pool 3 new england chicks and two dominican chicas….. the new england chicks were from hampton and they were pale as the white whalls on a 70’s pimp tires…. but for sme reason I found their new england accent and proper use of english to be sexy ( dont ask why )

but …………. those dominican chicks were looking like graceful super models swimming around a warm pool that seemed to be built for the sole purpose of complimenting their youthful bodies

I decided to ignore the new england chicks and concentrate on the chicas, besides I knew those hampton borads were there looking for sankies ( more on this later) and I was not even close to being ready for playing that role in some sorta production for underachievers who overeat

I ordered a brugal and a presidente… the sun beaming its hot and pussy is floating all around this pool in front of me plus

…. “im americano”

….. I asked myself what the fuck happened to my plans of a culture trip and research etc etc… ? I guess I was caught off guard by the sheer beauty of these dominican objects and this pretty much fucked up my whole game plan

……I took a sip from my presidente…. this trip was now officialy about gettin laid

and this is where things start to get Interesting

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Dominican Republic story - Part 13

Saturday, March 1st, 2008 Write a Comment

Now that the situation was clear I decided to play the game like I was in the states and show these people why they say you cant play a playa, the girl was really digging me ( for real ) and had this been chicago or vegas that pimp’s stable would have been -1 in strength. I feeling this chick up all kinda ways and tryna figure out how the hell a chick so beautiful working in a whore house….. or shit im thinking this cant be a whore house all the dames are dimes…. so whats the fuckin deal

I decided to test my instinct and looked right at the DJ and said how much… I was more interested in his facial exspression then his words because this would tell me more of what was reall going on

he paused and said ” no caprendae” but his facial expression told me he was full of shit and was playing the role for profit…. no conprendae with his facial expression confirmed to me that hell yeah this was a whore house and that this chick I was holding on to like she was the last supper was a island prostitute. A Prostitute that looked better then any chick I had ever seen back home……….

qaunto? in spanish this means how much

1500 pesos later we arrive back at the plaza real and im in anguish because I was kinda feelin like a trick paying 1500 pesos for this broad to spend the night with me I kept tellin myself I didnt do it to have sex with her because that would be trickin … but instead I did it to save her from the evil club owner / pimp motherfuckers who counted my pesos and laughed as I walked her out the door. When she looked at me her eyes had a quiet shy way of saying thank you pussyserver thank you with all my soul… but I know we could never be

Truth be told, I am the kinda guy who dont care what anybody think about me so I have to be honest here….. she was so beautiful that in the states she would have had a boy alley do backflips off parked cars and eat raw squid out of her hands

As we walked up to my room im still thinking to myself ” does this make me a trick?” and how the hell could this chick be a prostitute? im tellin you she nor any of the girls in that place looked anything close to a prostitute, they look like a group of prep broads walking thru an upscale mall

We sat on the bed and She gave me her story of hardship and told me her husband had forced her to work at illusions the previos week. she didnt have any kids and had just had her sida ( aids) test come back negative…. I dont play with my cock so regardless of what kinda test she had come back… I reached for the magnums

the light….. ( to be continued )

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Dominican Republic story - Part 12

Friday, February 29th, 2008 Write a Comment

lack of information can be misinformation in a foreign land where a man cannot understand the local dialect

we pull up in front of illusions and right away the first thing you notice is about 4 dime pieces sitting at the outside table chillin and hanging out 2 red bones and two carmel honies all with perfect skin beautiful long hair and roughly 18- 22 years old as we walked up they said hola and although I could have said hola back I said “hello” this shit set of a frenzy of chicas to gain my attention while by swarming around me and smiling and giving me that innocent take me away come hither or just plain fuck me look…. at this exact moment I felt like a king

im hangin at the bar having a brugal slowy fading into drunkedness when this female comes and stand in front of the other ones vying for my attention and hits me with a smile so beautiful I fucked up my boxers… TMI , I know but really thats how pretty she was. since she did not speak any english her friend had to translate for me… she said she liked me and that she was married but the relationship wasnt going to well and that she had a fetish for american men she had seen on TV but had never been with one…… I was thinking about what a shame it would be to not bless her with the pleasure, the more we talked the more the other chicks started to fall back as if to show her respect because it was obvious I was feeling this young chica… im buzzed, shorty all over me smelling like spring flowers and love and the music is mid level with a medium light in the place…..if a black man could ever be on cloud 9 then shit im guessin this is where I was

………but wait……

body language is universal and thers something about the conversation her titties are having with my eyes that has me slightly on the defensive

then it hit me

this was a whore house

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Dominican Republic story - Part 11

Thursday, February 28th, 2008 Write a Comment

………the plaza real…………

for 45 bucks a night I had a two room apartment with tile floors and a full kitchen ( mini fridge and hot plate) ceiling fans in each room with a view of the beach across the street.

I put my bag down picked my cigs and condoms up and headed out the door.

the plaza real is like an apartment complex / hotel / resort all built into place. with a poolside bar and a resturant in the back. I had decided mentally that we would only spend 1 day here and keep it movin back toward santo domingo

but……….

while I was down in the front lobby knocking down some work on the computer …. my friend was in the pool and had already started flirting with the chick who owned the poolside bar so when I walked out the hotel office all I heard was Draeeeeeee yo come jump in man the waters great… I look toward the pool and the he in that biotch chillin with two chicas one a short red bone and the other a honey brown….. theses were the chicks that owned / worked at the swim up pool bar.

up to this point its been moving constant since we got off the plane and truth be told I was somewhat tired…… then I saw her shake her ass… I ordered a presidente and started what would turn out to be the first of at least 30

we sat at the poolside bar and kicked it with these chicks and drank and listened to their music from around 1 PM until 9 PM these chicks seemed to be crazy about us so for the most part we just chilled out and fed off the attention ( this was like some reverse sex role type stuff where the man is the object of a bunch of chicks attention… amazin mane amazin)

at about 9:30 the broads was ready to close their bar down. they said they were gonna go home and change then come back and spend the night partying with us……..so we waited

hhahahaha at 11:30 PM the hotel security told us that they had called and said they wasnt gonna be able to make it because of the rain and that they were real sorry etc etc and that they would make it up to us…

I wasnt nad because being stood up in the states can happen anytime plus it really was raining and they were riding 2 deep on a motor scooter

so now we think what the fuck we gone do….. in the DR there are two things that are for sale no matter what time of day or where you are…. taxi’s and pussy

we walked out onto the strip that rides the shore all the way down ( imagine A1A in daytona with aprox 1/5 the hotels and shops, the first car that drive by we flag them down and tell them ” mi americano” CHICAS?

we jump in the car with this guy and he starts tellin us about the diffrent spots all around the place he speaks of this club illusions that isnt far… he says the place is always packed with girls and that they will go crazy when the see americano….so lets go

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Dominican Republic story - Part 10

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008 Write a Comment

I had planned to rent a car but after hearing all the horror stories about driving in the DR I changed my mind and decided I would just cab it around the country. I had planned to spend most of my time in santo domingo but the previous day in boca chica went so fast I forgot all about santo domingo and took the cabbies advice when he told me to check out juan dolio. Driving along the the main highway road that goes east to west and connect santo domingo and boca chica and I think the other place was called san jose or san pedro you see nothing but ran down battered houses and beach all the way

upon ariving in juan dolio the cabbie stopped to holler at some cats on bikes and ask them where should we stay if we were looking to party away from the regular tourist and that we were street savvy enough to hold our own

………the plaza real…………

for 45 bucks a night I had a two room bungalow apartment with tile floors and a full kitchen ( mini fridge and hot plate) ceiling fans in each room with a view of the beach across the street.

I put my bag down picked my cigs and condoms up and headed out the door.

………….next : The Concept of Sankie and its effects on mongers like me visiting the DR as well as how me and the homie reversed sanki some chicks … also club illusions , the street fest in san pedro … the american from boston creepin and dominican ghetto + german tourist = a shank, brugal and cocaine = us stranded in the hood at 5 am about 30 minutes from our hotel ,,, almost watched a murder , club illusions, the casino, martel or some shi† like that andstreet fest day 2

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Dominican Republic story - Part 9

Tuesday, February 26th, 2008 Write a Comment

so we go to bed and after sleeping with one eye open I realized that she wasnt gonna pull no stuff and that most likely she was just all over a me because I was from the sates and I was handing out pesos like free milk

Its 10AM and I awake forgeting where I am and what had happened the day before the first thing that hit my mind was who was this chick sleepin on my chest and while I laid there looking at the ceiling trying to gather my thoughts like a teen coming down off extasy . I remeber that im in the DR and that this chick a dime …. and that her cousin a shady dude on a dirtbike with no headlights

with no other option…. I tap that ass again

She wanted to cook me a big dominican dinner and let me meet the rest of her family etc etc so I told her ok but that I had to make a run and would be back later… I told her we would go to the movies and hangout etc etc and that I would spent the rest of my days in the DR fallin in love with her…..I then proceeded to pack my stuff and haul ass outta boca chica

next stop

jaun dolio and the plaza real hotel

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Dominican Republic story - Part 8

Monday, February 25th, 2008 Write a Comment

the chick I was with started getting super clingy… wanting to hold my hand all up under me and shit pretty much how I might have been on her if we had been in the states… but man… I felt like a king here…

so we in the party and im dissing fuckin dime piece chicks left and right like its a line for me to diss them

im gone skip ahead a little here

so we back in the room this chick in love ( think usa visa) and im still paranoid about her cousin

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Dominican Republic story - Part 7

Sunday, February 24th, 2008 Write a Comment

game reconize game and the more the night went on this chick was starting to look familar… but she was a dime and the pussy was tight enough to make a ufc fighter tap out

…so im like fuck it I dont mind playin the game wit this chick so I tap that ass few more times and now its bout 4AM she starts talkin about how she hungry so im like ok let go get some food me and her walk downstairs and to the left to the end of the block and I notice a party just gettin started and even more even finer broads like 25 pieces walking around smellin clean and lookin sexy and im walkin around with a 15 piece…. they like americano americano ….. im like like yeahhhhhhh biotch im americano whats up

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Dominican Republic story - Part 6

Saturday, February 23rd, 2008 Write a Comment

she looked me right in the eye and said she really like me and that she couldnt go thru with it… she said her cousin wanted her to ask me for money but that since she started liking me that she didnt feel right about it……. ( in my mind im thinkin dont tell me this biotch a prostitute)

she went on to explain that she was in college and that the men in the DR suck and she didnt know a mans cock ( true story ) could get as big as mine is….. mi amor she said mi amor meaning ( my love or somethin close to it)

I told her I liked her too and said fuck her cousin I would deal with him later. I went to the halway balcony and looked down and yep here this fool was right in front of the hotel sittin on his bike waiting for her to come down.

I went back in the room and told her she can stay the night and that I would call her a cab tomorrow. I told her to wait in the room while I go talk to her cousin… the first thing that come out this guys mouth is ..” can I have some pesos” I pulled 40 pesos out my pocket and handed it to his friend who was sittin next to him ( 40 pesos = roughly $1.10)

I went back upstairs

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