Italian Princess Tinder LR
This was one of the first Smoking Hot Girls I pulled from Tinder
She had the Shit tests to back it up too (Awesome girl though, once I got to know her better). In this post, I will break down a little more of the “behind the scenes” during our message exchange.
TINDER
We matched and I message her my standard “hey trouble” opener. Out of every opener i tried, this one has the best results. Its very low investment, but just edgy enough to stand out from the generic messages hot girls will get bombarded with. (Fair Warning though, as of the time of this post I have heard numerous accounts of girls having 5-6 guys send them this opener.)
She responds with a little bit of a neg, followed up by a shit test “is your dick as big as your ego?”. This is quite common with hot girls. They want to make sure you are “sex-worthy”, by seeing if you will hold your frame (or in this case the frame i have in my profile). Trying to defend myself, be logical, too braggadocious, or showing too much investment would have resulted in a very quick unmatch
Instead, I give her a very low investment response that playfully challenges her “only one way to find out”. She half heartedly tries to reinsert her frame of “you are just a fuckboy”. I passed the shit test already though, so i can acknowledge her comment and move the conversation forward to one of my favorite screening question “what are you looking for one here?” Thus making her invest in the conversation and establishing me as the buyer and her as the seller in the dynamic.
She tells me in a very long winded way that she is looking to hook up, but is also new to casual sex. I respond by playfully teasing her. She changes the topic a little and asks me about some mutual friend we have on tinder. This is a good sign because it shows that she is taking me “seriously” (Meaning i am not some random profile or a stereotype, but an actual person in her mind)
I answer her and then pitch the idea of us hanging out, keeping it pretty vague. Its always a good idea to get the girl to agree to the general idea of hanging out in person, before making specific plans. She tells me about her funky logistics a little bit, and tries to frame our hanging out as not just a cut and dry hookup, but more of a romantic encounter. This is good information, because now i know that being too crass will work against me…for instance one of my favorite lines “when shall the pounding commence?” would be a bad idea here
I respond to her forensic dining questions and subtly reframe her message as her cooking dinner for me at my place. She resists a bit by saying she is taking me out for oysters. I know this is her subconsciously trying to reinsert her frame and shit test me again. Am i a dog that will just jump on the first bone of meeting up with her? Or am i a man who is in abundance, values his time, and will only meet up the fashion that appeals to him.
I use her response as a sneaky excuse to get her number. Making her text me, instead of asking for the number, further makes her invest. I miss her text that night and the next morning realize I forgot to respond.
TEXT/SKYPE
She is clearly dtf so i decide to strike while the iron is hot. She gives me a barrage of shit tests, which unlike the ones on tinder show an underlying concern that needs to be addressed…She is worried about being catfished. I decide the best thing to do is get her on skype, so i can deal with her concern and simultaneously amp up attraction.. enough to get her over that day. I get her to download the app, thus adding even more investment on her part
I kill it on skype and my game is spot on during those twenty minutes. I fully alleviate her concern of me being a catfish/serial killer, get her super horny, tease her for all the shit tests, and make plans for her to come over that evening for “dinner & wine”. I am in charge of the dinner and she is in charge of the wine….It was also during the skype session that I realized how gorgeous she is
Ill be honest though, I got quite lucky here… she had horrible pictures on tinder that really didn’t do her body justice. At the time i had a few girls i was seeing, but none were as hot as her. However, since I thought she was just average from the pics, I wasn’t attached to the outcome or able to “get in my head”. This all was reflected in my my messaging. I was cool, nonchalant, and confident. I don’t think I would’ve been any one of those quite as much, if i knew what she really looked like
After the skype session, my high is quickly replaced by a mild paranoia. My mind starts thinking, you haven’t been with a girl this hot in a while don’t fuck it up now. Now, I am attached to the outcome. Fortunately all the hard work is already done, she is already attracted, invested, and planning on coming over. All I have to do is not fuck it up
I mess up a little bit when she asks me “if my dick got hard thinking about her coming over” I try to be a little too cool and she gets “offended”, but its not a deal breaker and we text back and forth about logistics from then on out
THE DATE
She is hotter in person then I thought. Tall, Gorgeous Face, Tan Skin, Great Shape, DD Tits, and an Amazing Ass. I am a little nervous, but in a nice flow state from doing cold approach pick up an hour before hand. We go inside my apartment and eat a salad that I made, while drinking the wine she brought over.
I can sense right away she is not going to be the kind of girl I can just throw against the wall and start fucking a few minutes after she walks in the door. She wants “the whole movie”. That is to flirt, to play coy, to tease, and to eventually be Seduced
We chill for an hour drinking wine and talking. She gives me a bunch of shit tests throughout saying things like “i dont think im going to have sex with you tonight” It doesn’t phase me. I know better. As long as I stay cool/unreactive while moving the interaction forward I will get laid. Also, the wine has drowned away my anxiety from an hour ago and I am feeling relaxed and enjoying the moment
I slowly start escalating, physically and verbally. Touching her, teasing her, making sexual suggestions. For every two steps forward, i take one step back….caressing her nipples through her shirt, then pulling back…telling her how hard id fuck her, then abruptly changing the subject.
This works and combined with the wine, after a bit I can sense she is past her horniness threshold. I stand up, take her hand, lead her into my room. She sits on my bed and I put on some music. The tension is through the roof and we have hours of amazing marathon-style sex. I literally could not get enough of her body. My sex drive is actually not that high. Typically ill fuck a girl once or twice during a session, before my dick calls a time out. This time was different, I would cum and than get hard a minute later… over and over again. The third or fourth time, I even broke one of my strictest rules and fucked her without a condom. That body was just too addicting.
Aftermath
She left pretty late that night. Over the next few months we kept hanging out (once or twice a week). I grew to enjoy her company a lot. She was quirky, fun, and charming in her feminine way. Plus, the sex was amazing. I could fuck her over and over without losing interest. I was still hooking up with other girls (never hid this from her). However, I thought that an exclusive relationship might not be out of the question in the future (I seldom commit)
We were hanging out one evening and she was feeling pretty sick. I expressed concern numerous times, until she finally said something along the lines of “wow you really care about me as a person”…I replied “ofcourse, i like you and don’t want to see you miserable” She gave me a big hug and I could tell she was very surprised and felt really touched . That night as she was leaving there was extra affection in her kiss or at least thats what it felt like
Unfortunately, I never heard from her after this night and she never responded to my texts/calls again. To this day, i have no idea what happened. At first, I thought maybe she had some kind of tragic accident. Much more likely though, I triggered some strong emotional response in her. Perhaps she was hurt in the past and was afraid to be vulnerable again. I will probably never know.
