In my own view, these are how to be an outstanding guy.
1). Do not get involve in anything everyone does, for instance, there is a hot chick, lets say she is a hotcake. You should not try to have the cake or try to shear it with those guys, just be yourself, relax, look good, clean and well-ironed. Get the other girls, make them look nice, flirt and flatter with them, play with them.
2). Get for yourself some good stylish toys of gadgets iphone/sliders/flips etc, ipod/mp3/mp4 players, watches (I love the digital one :) ).
3). Get nice cloths of various colours like red, green, white, pink, purple, etc, that are body-fitted, well-washed and -ironed. Try wearing co-operate clothing on Mondays to Wednesdays; jackets, jeans and others on Thursdays and Fridays; sport wears or casual on Saturdays; and you may go traditional or native on Sundays.
4). Do not play hard on a girl who eventually falls in love with you, try to love her back but not in a hast. You may give your phone number if she ask for it, and not if she do not, for it will make you look desperate. Call her when ever she wants or expects.
5). Your hair, sincerely speaking, the only hair that is expected to be left on you is the one on your head, every other one should be removed/trimmed.
6). Sexualities. Wow, sex is not casual, it is unique. You may have sex with whosoever (ie, with females only), but let there be an age range (20-55 :) ). You shouldn't have oral sex, except you are 100% sure you are save to proceed, and proceed with caution to the rally point :). Having sex where soever is not good, but it is a kind of kinky.
7). You should date anyone, provided she is not married or engaged. Sex at first date is scary but curious and serious, proceed with caution too to the rally point, over.
Am always a Cum Freque...lol
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
"CONVICTED BY LOVE" A play - By K. A. VIctor. (Coming soon)
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Please take a deep breathe before you read this post/note.
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Act 1; Scene III.
He made love to Joy. 2:12 am.
[He knocked at her door as he reached her place]
Joy; Hey [She said as she opened the door for him].
Charlie; How are you doing?
Joy; Good. Come on.
[He entered and had a seat at the sitting room].
Joy; This way, please.
Charlie; Oh [Laughing]
[They both entered her room and sat on her bed for some while].
Joy; What are you waiting for?
Charlie; I am thinking.
Joy; About what?
Charlie; Shushhhh.
Joy; Why are you shushing me?
Charlie; How did you want it?
Joy; This is what you should have being asking since.
Charlie; Now I am asking, or are you scared, pretty girl?
Joy; Says who?
Charlie; Then bring it on, pirate.
Joy [Sitting astride]; Put your filthy fingers in it, solder boy.
Charlie; I hope you are not going to shout? Wow, it is hot in here.
Joy; O Gad!...how hot?
Charlie; Like some red hot chili paper smoked in hell.
Joy; Yeah…ooo…that way, yeah…come on.
Charlie; You like that?
Joy; S…sure, ah….
Charlie; This thing want to make me look like a doctor.
Joy; Of course you are. Right there….can you put it deeper?
Charlie; What!?
Joy; Yeah!
Charlie; I can’t go that far.
Joy; You must.
Charlie; Ok, here we go.
Joy; Ah…ah…O! Don’t make me cry.
Charlie; You said deeper.
Joy; O God! Please don’t f*st me.
Charlie; Are you talking to Him?
Joy; N…o…
Charlie; Come here girl, where the hell did you think you are running to? I am not going to let you go until I am through.
Joy; Ah! you are fisting me.
Charlie; I think this is deeper.
Joy; O! mummy…yeah...yeah…don’t stop solder boy. O!...Sh...shit! Ah…ah…
Charlie; What!?
Joy; I think it is coming! Don’t stop….I want to see it cum.
Charlie; Aha.
Joy; So you are not a virgin?
Charlie; Who said I am?
Joy; I…I…I thought you….you…are. Ah….ah!
Charlie; Quiet. You think I am going to be the one to make all these noise, ha?
Joy; Oh!...My God!...Ha! [She then felt the forceful release of some ***** flowing out from her g****n]
Charlie; I know you like that?
Joy; God! [Leaning on him].
Charlie; I like to see you girls in up-skirt, it teases me like hell, makes me want to go crazy.
[They both undressed].
Charlie; Let me ask you again. How do you want it?
Joy; Like the big Dog clsmping the small one so mercilessly and thoroughly.
Charlie; I beg your pardon?
Joy; You heard me.
Charlie; And I hope you won’t cry nor complain?
Joy; You heard me.
Charlie; Ok, let’s do it. Take your position, Porsche.
Joy; I am on it. Here you go.
Charlie; Make sure you don’t drip tears.
Joy; Yes, daddy.
Charlie; Here we go again. Hang on.
[She pulling on the bed cover to have a firm position as she go on-all-fours]
Charlie; It is quite a huge one, so take a deep breath before it goes deep down on you like a pirate’s sword.
[She took a deep breath and made every firm of the bed cover].
Joy; Ah....damn.
Charlie; I told you, ha ha.
Joy; Oops. Ha...ha...ha...
Charlie; Quiet idiot!
Joy; Where did you get such a thing from?
Charlie; From my daddy.
Joy; It sounds like he is rude.
Charlie; Yeah, he is. Can you take these throughout the day?
Joy; What!?
Charlie; Yeah, you heard me.
Joy; Oh!, n...o..., I can’t. Right there....
Charlie; Right here?
Joy; Yeah. O damn! I want The rock on the cradle.
Charlie; What!?
Joy; Give me The rock on the cradle!
Charlie; What rock!?
Joy; Don’t play games with me, mister. I need the rock....oh!....ah!...
Charlie; Here you go..., is the rock hard!?
Joy; Yeah, I think so.... come on babe....hit me, harder!....harder!, asshole!
Charlie; Are you talking to me?
Joy; Yes I am, what you gon do?
Charlie; Here we go.
Joy; Oh! Please don’t slide...
Charlie; I know you would love this; I want to be the slider, mama. Like sliding on hot stuff this time, not on snows. Ha, ha, ha....wow!
Joy; Jes...
Charlie; Who?
Joy; Ah, shit!
Charlie; I think you like it now. Wow!
Joy; When did you start having s*x?
Charlie; Me!?
Joy; Yes!
Charlie; Oh, in my mother’s belly, I guess [laughing].
Joy; You have to be serious here. When?
Charlie; When I was fifteen.
Joy; Really?
Charlie; Yeah, really. Got problem with that?
Joy; No, just asking.
Charlie; Cause you want to beg.
Joy; Beg who!?
Charlie; Charlie the slider, mama!. Wow. I am sliding, real good.
Joy; Come on [getting loose], put your big fingers in here.
Charlie; Like I want to operate.
Joy; Yeah, deeper...O! babe.
Charlie; Deeper?
Joy; Stop asking me, do it now!
Charlie; OK.
Joy; Ummm...
Charlie; This is working so good.
Joy; Oooo!....[got goose-pimples]
Charlie; Is it coming?
Joy; Yes, yes...yes...[Liquids squ**ting out again like fountain].
Charlie; This is crazy.
Joy; Get out [pushing him away and grapping his ph*****].
Charlie; You suck?
Joy; Yeah, I suck.
Charlie; Then suck it, mama.
Joy; I am on it, babe.
Charlie; Ah...Oh yeah...Ummm...
Joy; You like that.
Charlie; I love it, like the fat kid love cake.
Joy; Check this.
Charlie; That is awesome, makes me want to pie.
Joy; Oh yeah.
Charlie; Joy.
Joy; Yes, babe.
Charlie; Make sure you don’t bite it.
Joy; Ok, babe.
Charlie; That’s my gi...aw!
Joy; I just did. [Smiling] It tastes like chicken.
Charlie; Then turn around little girl [Turning her around], I have something for you, and it’s going to be weird you know.
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Please take a deep breathe before you read this post/note.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Act 1; Scene III.
He made love to Joy. 2:12 am.
[He knocked at her door as he reached her place]
Joy; Hey [She said as she opened the door for him].
Charlie; How are you doing?
Joy; Good. Come on.
[He entered and had a seat at the sitting room].
Joy; This way, please.
Charlie; Oh [Laughing]
[They both entered her room and sat on her bed for some while].
Joy; What are you waiting for?
Charlie; I am thinking.
Joy; About what?
Charlie; Shushhhh.
Joy; Why are you shushing me?
Charlie; How did you want it?
Joy; This is what you should have being asking since.
Charlie; Now I am asking, or are you scared, pretty girl?
Joy; Says who?
Charlie; Then bring it on, pirate.
Joy [Sitting astride]; Put your filthy fingers in it, solder boy.
Charlie; I hope you are not going to shout? Wow, it is hot in here.
Joy; O Gad!...how hot?
Charlie; Like some red hot chili paper smoked in hell.
Joy; Yeah…ooo…that way, yeah…come on.
Charlie; You like that?
Joy; S…sure, ah….
Charlie; This thing want to make me look like a doctor.
Joy; Of course you are. Right there….can you put it deeper?
Charlie; What!?
Joy; Yeah!
Charlie; I can’t go that far.
Joy; You must.
Charlie; Ok, here we go.
Joy; Ah…ah…O! Don’t make me cry.
Charlie; You said deeper.
Joy; O God! Please don’t f*st me.
Charlie; Are you talking to Him?
Joy; N…o…
Charlie; Come here girl, where the hell did you think you are running to? I am not going to let you go until I am through.
Joy; Ah! you are fisting me.
Charlie; I think this is deeper.
Joy; O! mummy…yeah...yeah…don’t stop solder boy. O!...Sh...shit! Ah…ah…
Charlie; What!?
Joy; I think it is coming! Don’t stop….I want to see it cum.
Charlie; Aha.
Joy; So you are not a virgin?
Charlie; Who said I am?
Joy; I…I…I thought you….you…are. Ah….ah!
Charlie; Quiet. You think I am going to be the one to make all these noise, ha?
Joy; Oh!...My God!...Ha! [She then felt the forceful release of some ***** flowing out from her g****n]
Charlie; I know you like that?
Joy; God! [Leaning on him].
Charlie; I like to see you girls in up-skirt, it teases me like hell, makes me want to go crazy.
[They both undressed].
Charlie; Let me ask you again. How do you want it?
Joy; Like the big Dog clsmping the small one so mercilessly and thoroughly.
Charlie; I beg your pardon?
Joy; You heard me.
Charlie; And I hope you won’t cry nor complain?
Joy; You heard me.
Charlie; Ok, let’s do it. Take your position, Porsche.
Joy; I am on it. Here you go.
Charlie; Make sure you don’t drip tears.
Joy; Yes, daddy.
Charlie; Here we go again. Hang on.
[She pulling on the bed cover to have a firm position as she go on-all-fours]
Charlie; It is quite a huge one, so take a deep breath before it goes deep down on you like a pirate’s sword.
[She took a deep breath and made every firm of the bed cover].
Joy; Ah....damn.
Charlie; I told you, ha ha.
Joy; Oops. Ha...ha...ha...
Charlie; Quiet idiot!
Joy; Where did you get such a thing from?
Charlie; From my daddy.
Joy; It sounds like he is rude.
Charlie; Yeah, he is. Can you take these throughout the day?
Joy; What!?
Charlie; Yeah, you heard me.
Joy; Oh!, n...o..., I can’t. Right there....
Charlie; Right here?
Joy; Yeah. O damn! I want The rock on the cradle.
Charlie; What!?
Joy; Give me The rock on the cradle!
Charlie; What rock!?
Joy; Don’t play games with me, mister. I need the rock....oh!....ah!...
Charlie; Here you go..., is the rock hard!?
Joy; Yeah, I think so.... come on babe....hit me, harder!....harder!, asshole!
Charlie; Are you talking to me?
Joy; Yes I am, what you gon do?
Charlie; Here we go.
Joy; Oh! Please don’t slide...
Charlie; I know you would love this; I want to be the slider, mama. Like sliding on hot stuff this time, not on snows. Ha, ha, ha....wow!
Joy; Jes...
Charlie; Who?
Joy; Ah, shit!
Charlie; I think you like it now. Wow!
Joy; When did you start having s*x?
Charlie; Me!?
Joy; Yes!
Charlie; Oh, in my mother’s belly, I guess [laughing].
Joy; You have to be serious here. When?
Charlie; When I was fifteen.
Joy; Really?
Charlie; Yeah, really. Got problem with that?
Joy; No, just asking.
Charlie; Cause you want to beg.
Joy; Beg who!?
Charlie; Charlie the slider, mama!. Wow. I am sliding, real good.
Joy; Come on [getting loose], put your big fingers in here.
Charlie; Like I want to operate.
Joy; Yeah, deeper...O! babe.
Charlie; Deeper?
Joy; Stop asking me, do it now!
Charlie; OK.
Joy; Ummm...
Charlie; This is working so good.
Joy; Oooo!....[got goose-pimples]
Charlie; Is it coming?
Joy; Yes, yes...yes...[Liquids squ**ting out again like fountain].
Charlie; This is crazy.
Joy; Get out [pushing him away and grapping his ph*****].
Charlie; You suck?
Joy; Yeah, I suck.
Charlie; Then suck it, mama.
Joy; I am on it, babe.
Charlie; Ah...Oh yeah...Ummm...
Joy; You like that.
Charlie; I love it, like the fat kid love cake.
Joy; Check this.
Charlie; That is awesome, makes me want to pie.
Joy; Oh yeah.
Charlie; Joy.
Joy; Yes, babe.
Charlie; Make sure you don’t bite it.
Joy; Ok, babe.
Charlie; That’s my gi...aw!
Joy; I just did. [Smiling] It tastes like chicken.
Charlie; Then turn around little girl [Turning her around], I have something for you, and it’s going to be weird you know.
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Thursday, January 14, 2010
To My Tent. 18 December 2009- A Poem.
Since I was born till date
I have not seen
Not even in my daily dreams
A woman like you
Such an angel of love
A prophetess of ecstasy
The most high amongst all women
The prove of sensual pleasures
An unmistakable love in woman formThe daughter of coition
The woman with maximum foreplay
None of these women I have seen
But I am seeing them now
All in one body of yours
In your name I beg of it
To shear love with you
And also experience it with you
But I have a favour
Let it be in my tent
Give me your hand
Let me take you there
I promise you so dearly
I swear to return you alive and well
To this very spot I took you
You will have nothing to loose
But to gain pleasures and ecstasy
I will not spoil you
But I will teach you more
In the name of the one whom fashioned you
I beg so seriously than ever
Let me take you there
And show you what I have
All what I have in store for you
For I know you will be coming now today
For I know that God your father
Will release you so sooner for me
O Queen of Babylon!
Let us not waist much time any more
It is getting dark and unsafe
My tent is not far from here
Just a few walk away
Beside that garden of Eden
Where our fore-fathers was made
It will be one in a life time experience
I will touch you so dearly
And add more fashion to you
Like I have what your father missed
See, in my tent
I have everything you would need
The tongue to browse through your temple
The hand to evade your inner temple
The power to make and keep you aroused
And the virile to put you on through the quiet night
I am a talisman of pleasures and ecstasy
Friday, December 18, 2009
THE QUEST OF THE INNOSCENSE - My Article(2).
9. THE QUEST OF THE INNOSCENSE. 17 JULY ’08.
Oh my goddess!
What is it that makes you arouse?
How did you know you are in need?
What is it that makes you a woman?
What is it in your temple?
Please answer me, for you have known mine
So I could play with it joyfully
And you will laugh and cry sweetfully
So i could get the power
The power to make you my goddess
My goddess of Aphrodite
Oh my goddess!
How can I learn to love you
That will make and keep you glade?
Where will I touch you
That will make you laugh and cry?
is it in the garden?
Or on my bed?
Where no one will see us
Not even God, your father
There, I will justify your sensual hunger
That you will seek for more and in fire
Oh my goddess!
How is it that you feel
When I tickle your temple?
Or when I tickle that little alter in you?
Did it bring terror in you?
Or it curses you to love me ablaze?
I need to know, whisper it to me
So that this soul of your temple
Could be the harp in my hand
So that any time I play it
You could dance so sensually to it
Oh my goddess!
How is it that you feel
When I squeeze your nipples?
Against my rough fingers
The hills of your fresh breasts
How stronger did it grow?
These had become my wonders
Any time I finger your breasts and nipples
How fast did the electricity grow
To your quite temple and alter?
Have I asked too much, my goddess?
Oh my goddess!
Are you the one loving me?
Or I am the one loving you?
Are you my sex goddess in human form?
Or you are more than it?
You may wonder so suddenly
“What have I done
That he ask too much?”
I have seen and felt your temple
The molten hotness of your temple.
(Dedicated to all male sex-mania).
----------/Adopted from one of my books "Guns Or Roses?"- poetry; coming soon/---------
Thursday, December 17, 2009
PLAYBOY - My Article(1).
You can never in any way be Don Juan, without knowing how to seduce almost any lady.
To become this Don Juan, choose the right target, approach like a friend, appear unclear, raise yourself, be their helper…, introduce temptation, suspend their thoughts, introduce words, make them look at you as if you are their god, isolate yourself briefly, alloy pleasure and pain, permit them to pursue you, make them lust for you, make frank movements, after effects and re-seduce them, if you may.
In choosing the right target, it is very smart if you know what or which lady is always busy with something or is a workaholic. For a workaholic she have no room in her heart to keep and retain your picture in the name of love, because all the rooms have being occupied by their busy nature and businesses. And such ladies are always smart, quick to predict your interest or moves. Their brain and mind works in every twenty-four-seven round the clock; for this they know how to maneuver, switch thoughts without delay or regrets, or refuse you at every instance. This is just because they love whatever thing that makes them a workaholic more than the thing in your mind, your interest, even you, and any other thing that could matter that is outside their world.
So, for this, your target should be only those ladies whom are not or less busy, those whom always stay at home; those whom have plenty of rooms in their hearts to keep and retain dozens of your pictures.
You can only approach like a friend if you want to not loose your target; avoid coming like a lover. This procedure proceeds this way, meet your target in the open (to make her feel secured), ask her her name, but before then introduce yourself, chat with her and flirt also (but take your time to not go to the extreme), and just end this way, “Let me go catch up with friends, see you some other times”, or you end in your own way that may please the occasion. Some other time, you appear again, discuss, chat and flirt-friendly with her; if you were in the class, discuss class work, what was learnt or something that occurred during lecture.
To appear unclear, you need to be and appear cunning and simple, smart and dull, kind and unkind, I mean do anything (not anything stupid) that could push her to be so confused of who you are, what you like and don’t like etc. To say “What is loved is sooner hated than what is not loved and perhaps not known”. Most of us, almost everyone, will like to venture into knowing what comes around them that they do not know about. Take for a perfect instance, if you take a particular type of meal every now and then, you will wonderfully find out that you are now starting to dislike that meal and of course you would like to change it; meanwhile on the other hand, if you mix your meals, taking different meals at different occasions, you will find no reason to change it. If you as a playboy, refuses to show all the tenderness, chivalry etc, you have for your target and refuse to mix it up with false, i.e. Illusion, some sort of dislike and unkindness, your target will read you fast and clear like the scientists reads their testing meters, she will strive to cut-off. If you show kindness to her or help her out today, don’t by tomorrow; it is another serious instance, but don’t do the don’ts in a harsh way! But in the same mode you were before she met you for the second help, I mean the same mode you were when you did the other for her.
The only way you can raise yourself reasonable, is to always find yourself in the mist of ladies, beautiful and nice ladies, and always make them laugh. Put on nice and lovely cloths, well-ironed and that fits you. Always attend reasonable parties, clubs, pubs with these or other ladies and or with friends. You and your male friends should have a well defined group and should walk together always in reasonable manners and clothings.
Be their helper when they don’t or hardly expect you. For this, they will start wondering what kind of person you are, what stuff you are made of. But they will be left with no choice than letting you help them, for they are stuck.
You can introduce temptation the way you look at them. , leer, or, ogle, or stare. Or the way you flatter and flirt with the ladies you are always with, but do not make use of any obscure or sexual word. Deeper into it, you can actually create this temptation if you can acknowledge their weak points, their childhood likes or dreams (which they could not get so they missed it). This could be riches, happiness, friendship, joy, love, touring the world, etc. try as much as you can to get them and reflect them instead of letting them have it, you can ask them “What are your dreams, sweety?”. Every day we face temptations, but try to make yours like no other.
To suspend their thoughts, you need to take them by a reasonable and fantastic surprise; “Surprise beats the greatest”. The moment you can surprise females, the moment they will start loving you, for they have no knowledge of what comes next from your surprise baggage. So for this, they can never predict you or tell what you are up to. “This is one of the greatest key to a perfect seduction”. Never tell them anything of your capacity or ability.
This is now the time you should introduce your words of flattery and praises strongly, it should be mean, not sexy. “You know how to do those words, don’t you?”
To isolate is to keep an arm length. Don’t get in contact with them for sometimes, and reappear again; for anything that is scarce has higher value. When they ask you of your where-about, "I travelled for business (or to see my parents)", tell them something else. After all, "A bad excuse is better than none".
When you are back you can alloy pleasure and pain. It is just for you to create a fault, such faults are of course always little like, “You have not being calling me”, “You don’t or you have not being visiting me”, “your friends don’t seem to like me”, something like that and you may end this way, “I am not happy about this” you may cry if you want to; if you can. When she comes pleading, don’t easily accept her apologies, don’t even accept any from her friends.
After alloying pleasure and pain together, don’t start appearing before her to see how she have being feeling or without you, or start spying or asking her friends, if you want to do it, do it secretly. Don’t entertain any phone calls from her, just ask her to see you in person if she really care. ”Our, your aim rather, as a playboy, is to make them come crying and yelling that they want you”. By this, your harvest is here and ripe.
You can make them lust for you, thus when they come to your house to ask for forgiveness one-on-one, showing them your cute muscular chest, or any sexy part of you, or even, you may come out from the shower to entertain them, with your towel over your waist.
When they are into your arms in your house or apartment, "You know what to do".
The after effects are dangerous and serious, you can still keep them around but never seduce them again, get another victim to reduce the pain and risk she may cause you to face.
If you know that the need to re-seduce them is there then go on, but be sure she will not get you fried.
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