Getting ass raped by a fat black chick in West Palm Beach

This is from Saturday, September 29.

Yeah, another dork convention. In my second meeting of the South Florida PLAY lair (which is an internet forum for dorks looking to meet more women) Nonex, Sebastian, and I crammed into Nonex’s car and head up to West Palm Beach.

In my first Dork Meeting the group met on South Beach and apparently everyone had a really good time. Looking back I had a major breakthrough that night, mainly because of Nonex’s influence. Yes, our love was immediate. Anyway, he really showed me that you need to be a lot more loose in the field, and that cocky/funny really is an incredibly powerful method to build attraction.

When we get to West Palm we meet up with Alight, who I met in Miami, and is another one of those really nice lair guys. A genuine human being.

After we grab some food, we head over to this Kava Bar. Kava is supposedly some sort of natural drug. From what it was being told, it makes you feel high. Well, thanks but no thanks. $5 bowl of Kava juice or a blunt. I’d go with a blunt. Thanks. Also, the idea of getting high and then going out to meet women didn’t make a lot of sense to me. I can’t even get high and swallow my saliva properly, how could I get high and then hit on women? It would be a mess. As if I wasn’t bad enough already.

We’re in this little place, it’s probably the size of a small starbucks, and there are 15 to 20 guys there. That was hilarious. There were also two couples, and a hot chick at the bar. GUESS WHO EVERYONE WAS TRYING TO TALK TO?? My god, I would have given anything to just sit next to that girl and see 15 to 20 aspiring pickup artists hitting on this girl.

Nonetheless, it was a lot of fun, and I met a lot of guys I hadn’t met before. It’s really interesting to see all the differences in everyone and how they approach this whole mess that we’re doing. Again, I was totally impressed by MrV’s game, and his overall charm and charisma. What impressed me the absolute most was at the end of the night we all went to IHOP and our waitress was obviously on coke or possibly heroin, one of the two, and she was having one of those mild drug enduced freak-out moments… which makes sense when you have a group of 15 guys trying to be funny and sarcastic, and really just coming off as giving you a hard time. Did anyone notice the glitter on her eyes? Did anyone notice the big bruise on her arm? Did anyone notice the shakey voice? Did anyone notice her constantly rubbing her nose? But MrV was incredibly tender and sweet with her, and his energy was VERY OBVIOUSLY making her feel a lot comfortable because she parked herself right next to him when she was taking the orders, and she also initiated kino on him at one point.

We all leave Kava Bar and we head up the street to this bar, I don’t remember the name. White girls! Wow. Nonex, Sebastian, and I obviously break off together. We’re running around the bar just opening.

Here’s some observations:

1. WPB girls have MASSIVE bitch shield. I haven’t encountered it in a while. There was one point where this girl sat down next to me, and I went to just say something, and she just acted like a total bitch, drawing a line on the chair, and putting her hand up in my face. I just started “blah blah blah”ing her, and turned away. And this girl was UGLY! Odd.
2. A lot of the inexperienced guys were hawking like crazy, while I was perfectly content just standing with my circle of friends (and I do consider Nonex and Sebastian my friends, and not just guys I go out to pick up chicks with) and making fun of ourselves and the whole situation.
3. MrV took a girl into isolation in the first 5 minutes. Shit.

Some sets that I ran there:

1. I took lessons from the night before, about being more aggressive with saying “hello” or “hi”, which I do to get warmed up, and I started putting my hand right in girl’s faces and saying “HI!” Not close enough for it to be obnoxious, just close enough for it to get their attention. And it worked. I got a lot of smiles from it. But they were all moving sets, that didn’t stop. Also, we were doing the “my friend likes you” opener, and it wasn’t working at all.

2. Nonex opened a table of girls. I walked over and started working the table, and got a lot of attraction from this one girl, but then got cockblocked by a dude. I saw the girl a little bit later, and she was really enthusiastic about saying hello again as she walked by, but the chode still had her by the arm and dragged her away.

3. We opened these two girls that I kept re-opening for the rest of the night. One was tall and white, the other was short and darker. I kept working the shorter one because she was MUCH more attractive. I was running my over-the-top C&F game, and had moments of attraction, but nothing held.

Later on in the night I was talking to her, and it ended up she was a super Christian girl, and was just hanging out with the friend. Later on though, as we were leaving to go to IHOP I was saying bye to the other girl, and she was giving me a “fuck me” look. I was really confused. And then she asked me out to lunch the next day. What? I told her that I was leaving tonight, but I handed her my phone for her number anyways. That set didn’t make any sense. I think the tall girl needed some dick. Period.

4. I did ULTRA DIRECT with this one girl who was the most beautiful women there. I was in the middle of a sentance with Sebastian, and then I saw her. I told Sebastian, “oh my god that girl is so hot”. She was short, probably 5′3 with heels on, olive smooth skin, amazing brown eyes, amazing hair, and she was wearing an amazing outfit – mainly focused around white shorts that showed off her perfect legs and ass. I was drawn to her. I walk somewhat by her, and over the shoulder tap her on her arm, and say, “Excuse me”, she looks at me, I see out of the corner of my eye one of her girlfriends moving in to cockblock me, and I lean in, and tell her very calmly, “you are the hottest girl in this place,” then I pull back, giving her really hard Eye Contact, “BY FAR”. Her mouth drops open, she says, “thank you” while she’s blushing, and I rolloff.

When we’re about to leave, I see her again. Oh my god, this girl is so hot. So I walk over, she’s surrounded by her circle of friends, and I tap her on the shoulder, and tell her “hey, I’m leaving now.” She is SO happy to see me. Her circle of friends leaves us to talk. Which means that SHE TOLD THEM about what happened, and she obviously wanted a moment. I dont remember what we’re talking about, but I notice a lot of jewelry on her hand, particularly in the general vicinity of her married ring finger, and I say, “are you single?” And she says, “no, I’m married” somewhat apologetically. FUCK! This girl is giving me such attraction signals, and IOIs.

Could I have taken her outside? Yes. Could I have probably worked it so that I could fuck her? Yes. Did I? No. You know why? Beacuse I don’t game married women. Girlfriends I don’t care about, there’s nothing really there. But when it comes to married women, I put myself in the shoes of the man. I am a loyal person, if I make that kind of commitment to a woman, you are damn right that I’m going to be monogomous, because I made a promise. If I want to cheat, then I get a divorce. It means that I’m lying to her and myself, and I don’t deserve to be in the marriage. Through talking to this woman, from what I gathered it was a normal, healthy marriage. I’m not going to fuck with that. Because if my wife did that to me, I would kill her. Literally.

5. I’m going to get to my ass raped by a black woman story in a second, but inbetween that, I ran up to this one girl, and I was saying to her, “help me! Please, act like my girlfriend for a second! Anything, just keep this woman away from me!” Later on I saw her again, and I said to her, “that was all your fault. You should’ve started making out with me or something.” She started laughing, and said, “she offered to fuck me with a dildo, it was terrible.” We were both laughing, and we had a shared experience. If I wasn’t leaving, then I would’ve tried working her harder.

6. Also as I was getting molested by the black woman, this REALLY hot chick was getting interviewed next to me. The guy finally ran out of stupid questions to ask, shook her hand and walked away. She walks up next to me, and I say, “how old are you?” And she says, “how old do you think I am?” I say, “look, I’m not playing that game with you (I had seen her making out with a guy earlier), but let me ask you, out of how every many years old you are, has this ever worked?” And then I go into my Busting on the Interviewer Routine.

She’s laughing, and tries to steal the frame, “well, it depends if the questions are sincere or not.” I say, “come on, you think that guy was sincerely asking you questions? He was just trying to fuck you.” And her jaw drops. Damn, that was awesome on my behalf. After that moment I’m getting a lot of attraction from her, and we’re about to drop into more conversation, but then I get cockblocked and a friend drags her away. That girl was hot also, but in a more traditional, skinny white girl sort of way. I wonder if she had half ass?

7. The Fat Black Chick story. My god was this awkward. It’s getting towards the end of the night, and Sebastian was tired, Nonex was out of state, and I was getting bored of the venue, but it was too late to go anywhere else. We’re out back in the dance floor area, I’m leaning against the bar, and this Fat Black Woman walks up and just throws herself on me. She’s a mix of Raven Simone and one of those pregnant women from Maury Povich that is trying to find the father of her kid, only to have guy number 9 tested and it’s another negative, and now she’s going around, “I’m not a ho! I’m not a ho!” And the whole audience is cheering and laughing at her, and her fat rolls are hanging out from the bottom of her shirt. This woman was incredulous.

She is totally molesting me. I don’t know how to handle this! The worst part is that knowing pickup and overall human behavioralism now, I know that the less interest I show this woman, the more she’s going to want me. I don’t know what to do! So I tell her I’m gay.

I told her at first, and she runs away, and then she comes back, and just will NOT leave me the fuck alone about being gay. “Have you ever fucked a chick before?” I’m ignoring her. “Have you ever let a girl fuck you in the ass with a dildo?” I’m ignoring her. “I’ll totally change you. I’ll make you want pussy.” I’m ignoring her. Nonex starts to escalate the situation by grabbing me and turning me around, and having my ass point at her, and telling her, “stick it in! Put it in there!” We’re all laughing so hard it’s amazing. This is the point I run over to the girl and ask her to save me. And I guess when I go over there, I was able to pawn the black chick on her for a little bit.

Of course, she comes right back to me. Mind you, she has her hands all over me. She keeps grabbing and touching me. She grabs my dick at one point. This is truly awful. She keeps saying to me, “I’m rich, I have my own business, I’m married, I’m a sex addict”, LADY THE ONLY THING I NEED TO KNOW IS YOU’RE FAT AND UGLY!

Nonetheless, she eventually calms down slightly, and she keeps asking if I’m gay. I keep shrugging and not answering her question. I am an idiot for doing this. But it’s so much fun. As we’re leaving she says to me, “your friend told me the truth you fuckin’ liar!” And we’re all laughing. At the end of the night we all agreed that she made it worthwhile.

*****

Ok, just a couple of other things that happened throughout the night. At one point we left that main bar to walk up and down Clematis Street with the under 21 guys (mainly this guy Mecca who I had met through mASF):

1. Nonex opened a pair of hookers on the street. They were both really cute, and I was debating internally “would I actually pay to fuck one of them?” And I think I would. Except I don’t have that much money. Wow, being without sex for a while really makes you change your position on stuff, huh? And weird priorities too. I seriously debated having sex with hookers, but I wouldn’t have sex with a married woman. Odd.

2. We are standing infront of this Irish Bar, O’Malley’s or something like that, and there is this SUPER cute girl standing with this total fuckin’ dorky guy. I walk over to the guy and ask him if he knows if the place was 21 and up, and he says it is. Then he starts talking to me about how he doesn’t think anywhere is going to be under 21 there. So I start talking to him, and slowly start busting on the chick. At one point I’m really AMOG’ing the guy. I see how it works now. I say something along the lines, “man, you have some pretty awful taste” or anything the guy says I just make it really sarcastic and make him look stupid.

All in the same time I’m busting on the chick as well. Along the lines of, “man, you have a winner here, she’s pretty and stupid.” Stuff like that. I’m getting huge attraction from the chick, but I eject. If we would’ve stayed there, I would’ve reinitiated later, and dragged her away from the guy. I could’ve done it so easily at that point. Something to learn for next time. But also, as someone told me, “don’t AMOG if you don’t think you can kick the guys ass” I think it was LionTamer.

****

Overall a good night. I got one phone number, but who cares. It’s a girl I didn’t find that attractive and she lives in West Palm Beach. I do plan on going up on another night, especially thanks to an invitation by Alight.

Next time, though, I know to come in with a lot more indirect game, and negging. Girls in WPB must really over value themselves or something. The bitch shield was massive. Girls literally act like fuckin’ bitches. Blatantly.

** Note to self: Get a digital recorder.