Game Theory: Chasing girls and getting laid

[moruf]

Game theory is the use of science to analyse strategies, where what happens depends on more than just 1 person's choice of actions. Army generals use it to plan for war strategies, businesses use it to plan for market domination, and teenagers use it to win their social/online games.

Me? I used it to dominate bridge games, steer decisions made by groups, and most recently to get laid.

Guys in this forum think that money is the easiest way to getting sex. Sometimes probably, but definitely not sustainable. The following as much a tale as it is a guide, of how I went from a low-confidence dude whos gf cheated on me to a guy whose current record is having sex with 14 different girls in 8 days.

Background

It all started a couple of years ago, when I found my ex having sex with another guy. I was depressed to say the least. All the years I was a photographer I had multiple chances to lay pretty models I choose to stay faithful to her. I was so comfortable with her that I let my figure go and got significantly plumper than I ever dreamt I could be.

Well, I was definitely a single man, but I was had low self-confidence and I found it hard to meet new girls given how tied up I was with work. I lived in self pity for a couple of months, just generally getting on with life.

1st kill in the new life

One day, during a shoot the model I was working with, Felicia (not her real name of course) looked particularly troubled. I was having trouble getting her nice smiles, and she simply look tired. Luckily the concepts didn't require lots of energy, or the shoot would have been a massive failure.

After the shoot, I bumped into her sitting outside the studio looking lifeless, and I stopped to check on her. "Hey, I guess you're not ok, so I'm not going to ask that. What's wrong? Partied too hard last night?"

"Not really. Just very tired. Cried the whole night. BF problem."

The last thing I needed was to know that other people had relationship problems, but I couldn't just leave the girl alone since I asked what's wrong. I kicked myself for asking. "So, I guess you must have a lot on your mind. Come tell me about it, but let's do it over lunch. The shoot overran and I'm starving."

"Don't want lar, it's ok."

"You tell me a bit of your story already, if you don't tell me the rest I may just die of curiosity. However if you tell me now, I'll die of hunger. If I just leave and you commit suicide, I'll won't be able to live the rest of my life knowing that I just spoke to you."

She gave an adorable giggle and said "Won't die one lar. Anyway think it's ok lar, I alone a while can already."

I was a bit impatient, and just half propelled her towards my car. "This place is an industrial estate, it'll be hard to get a taxi or bus out. Come lar, I'm sure you're hungry, let's find someplace to eat first. You don't have anything else scheduled after this yes? Don't worry, you are to skinny with no meat, even if I'm hungry I won't eat you. " (little did I know I would have to eat my words later.)

"En," and she started walking with me.

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Retrospectively, I realised that this is a form of initial resistance "IR" that can be easily broken down. Girls are normally wary of guys, and I think most of them rely on the gut instinct that "If the guy is up to no good, he's going to be worried about his actions." To me it seems like girls can detect it when guys have no confidence".

I was confident in my lack of qualificaions to have anything sexual with Felicia (legally), and I guess I gave off no bad vibes. It was easy to get her to trust me.

Later on in life, I've gotten pretty good at breaking down IR with various girls. It's a critical step in getting girls who might not have had the intention of having sex with you, to go to your hotel/room/home.

That was essentially how I, innocently I must add, got Felicia into my room alone.

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[moruf]

Lunching in a relatively quiet restaurant at the nearby i12 mall, I learnt about Felicia's BF problem. According to her it's some normal teenage couple's tiff. Apparently the BF was upset with something she found trivial and he decided to "punish" her by ignoring her.

She was reluctant to tell me what it was, and my mind was like screaming "WTF, is this a big issue to lose sleep over?"

I told her about my own past. I was mentally tired and didn't give a damn as to what Felicia thought of me, and just took out the normal social filters from my brain. My words were unfiltered, and I didn't leave out details, including how I saw that the guy had shot into my ex and the two of them were cuddling.

I still remember her shocked expression when she said "OMG you're so explicit!"
I shrugged, "That's what happened, nothing to hide. It sucked, but it's in the past."

Strangely, she started probing for more details, and I gave them to her, no holds barred. She giggled after a while "Talking to you is like talking to my best friend. Can talk about anything."

I laughed, "Haha feel free to talk more than. You're a nice girl, your BF doesn't know how to treasure you yet. Give him a couple more years, I'm sure your problem would be sorted out and you'll be living happily ever after.

She fell silent for a bit "I don't know about my problem. It's a bit more "mafan". My bf likes to watch porn while we have do it... He make me watch it with him for one hour before we have sex.... Sometimes he makes me watch it after as well..."

My mind was like "hell, the last thing the sexually-deprived-I need is for a sexy young teenager to be telling me about her sex life" but my mouth went "Oh ok, just have sex with him more, distract him lor. No big deal."

She went on, totally ignoring me "I know my boobs only B cup, and that I'm not as pretty as some of the pornstars... but every day I feel like there's something wrong with me. The other day he made me to play with myself for him to see for 1 hour because he said he was too tired to have sex. He asked me to do it more often. I started crying because I was so sad that he didn't want to have sex with me. I was always willing to do anything for him, but he really hurt me when he said I was throwing a tantrum and ask me go think it over a couple of days."

Images of this hot young chick rubbing herself for me got me hot and bothered, but I was still thinking that this was a piece of ass I'd never get and I said "Ah don't worry, you're so pretty, I'm sure all the guys are dying to have sex with you. Just ignore your bf for a bit and he'll come crawling back to you."

After a bit more chit chat and a increasing urge to wank, our meal was done with and I got the bill. She had no further plans that day, and I was mentally prepared to just let her go back herself from I12. We walked past an ice-cream store and she went "I want ice cream!"

Tired after the morning shoot and looking at the girl I secretly crave, I sorta snapped "I'm not your BF, you should get your bf to come serve you and buy you ice-cream."

I guess as a pretty girl she's used to getting her way, and my rejection actually caused her to looked shocked. I immediately soften up "I'm going home to edit photos. You want to come help me? Your photos anyway, and you can look at your own flaws and take note next time. I got some Ben and Jerry's New York Superfudge at home, you can have that if you want".

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Pretty girls are used to twirling guys around their fingers. They are normally confident of themselves. From my experiences in recent years, when they suddenly can't control the guy, they'll suddenly feel conscious about themselves, and strangely they will get more attracted to the guy. As guys, we tend pay attention to the physical form, but girls tend to pay more attention to the guy's character and attitude.
My experience is that if you can successfully shift the balance of "power", you're going to get the girl(s) to be more interested in you.
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There were some initial resistance "IR" to the suggestion..
"But where is your house?" "I don't want others to think that I'm attached and seeing some other guy" "Worst will be others thinking that I'm sleeping with the photographer"

With totally pure intentions at that time, I handled them truthfully and honestly, and semi-pushed her towards the car. At that point in time, I just didn't want to pay for ice-cream for her who I can only crave for. And I really had photos to edit.

It was a quick 10 min drive and we're back at my rented apartment.

*****
On hindsight, I got lucky handling the IR. If it was me before my breakup, I would have thought "ok, respect the girl, I don't want to seem too pushy". Retrospectively, I realised I've failed quite a few times at the IR stage with other girls earlier in my life.

With some experience, it becomes obvious when a girl says "No" and means it, or when the girl is just displaying some IR so that she doesn't seem too open. No one ever taught me that, and I only got to know this after 30 years on this earth.

IRs are simple to handle. Last minute resistance "LMRs" require a bit more skill. that's the bit before the happy bits.
*****

[prettymannequin]

Camping!

[1nottiboy]

I thought you were gonna give us a real lecture on how to apply Game Theory to the art of chasing gals in the real world!

[rabbitresting]

this is sick tell us more!

[hugs]

U got my expectation on this so high up, u better not disappt me or I am going to be very angry

[Saerk]

Camp! Ts just clarified my suspicions of how this works.
Meanwhile, society continues to emphasize how we must treat the girl right and give in to every whim. Pfft.

[moruf]

Originally Posted by 1nottiboy

I thought you were gonna give us a real lecture on how to apply Game Theory to the art of chasing gals in the real world!

It'll come. The intro will really help people frame the context of how things work. Also, after much self-analysis, I guess this might be where I got my theories from.

Originally Posted by Saerk

Camp! Ts just clarified my suspicions of how this works.
Meanwhile, society continues to emphasize how we must treat the girl right and give in to every whim. Pfft.

I used to operate under such mindset, then I saw things in a different light.

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Warning..

Some point down this story, you'll see how I dissect girls in different situations and sometimes ruthlessly shape their thoughts and move them to do what I want. May not be pretty, so be warned.

[mcyeoh]

Originally Posted by moruf

It'll come. The intro will really help people frame the context of how things work. Also, after much self-analysis, I guess this might be where I got my theories from.



I used to operate under such mindset, then I saw things in a different light.

********

Warning..

Some point down this story, you'll see how I dissect girls in different situations and sometimes ruthlessly shape their thoughts and move them to do what I want. May not be pretty, so be warned.

actually game theory in its true form, it that both sides got what both sides needs but your story dosent suggest otherwise

[moruf]

Once back at my apartment, I settled into my routine of storing my equipment and uploading the photos. I set Felicia up with a spoon and a 3/4 tub of New York Super Chunk in the living room, and went into my room to download the photos.

My room isn't big, but I set it up as cozy as I can. 2 x 24 inch IPS panels stand on top of a computer table that's just 1 m away facing my bed. It allows me to sit in my comfy chair and edit my photos in peace, and when I'm tired I can sit in my bed to watch (torrented) movies.

After just 2 min Felicia came into my room. She complained that I left her outside and ignored her, and I retorted "What do you want me to do? Drag you into my room 5 min you enter my house? You want me to rape you, is that it?"

Her eyes twinkled as she smugly said "no you won't."

"So rude! You really asking for it! Bleah." The last thing I need now after a terrible love life is to have a model accuse me of rape. That'll be the end of my career. "Ok, I am going to edit photos, you want go to the kitchen and drag a stool here. Otherwise you sit on the floor ok?"

I started looking through shortlisted photos and noting the things to photoshop. Felicia sat beside me watching me point out her flaws, sharpening her features, smoothen her skin. She was most upset as the 24 inch LCD essentially became a 24 inch magnifiying glass on her flaws. She apologised for her eye bags, her small pimple, her eyes not being big enough etc. I praised her on some of her nice features, but teased her about her flaws. She started saying stuff like "Normally it's not like this." "If not for (her bf) she wouldn't be so tired" "I must watch myself next time" "You must see a lot of pretty girls, I have a lot of flaws hor".

*****
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Retrospectively (again), I realised that this is a clear sign that the girl is feeling less than adequate around you. That's a good sign, if you're "hunting". They're qualifying themselves about how they aren't that bad, how they can be better, and how they will improve. It's all part of game theory. I'll put the pieces together for you later.
It's also a clear sign that things are somewhat being set up for the next phase.. the home stretch..
*****

After an hour of making the photos look even more perfect than in real life, I needed a break. That said I guess Felicia too, from watching me spend 1 hour looking over her body (in the photos) in great detail. I suggested a break to watch some show, and she enthusiastically looked through my list of downloaded movies and selected one.

I saw on my bed while she sat on the stool to watch the movie. I could see she was sitting very straight, and I laughed. I said "You want to come sit here next to me? If you don't mind of course". She immediately bounced up from her stool and set on my bed.

"I think if I sit too long on stools with no cushion my butt will get big, flat and saggy."

I laughed and used my toe to poke her butt. "Don't worry, it's still perky enough."

She turned around and wanted to smack my foot, but I pulled away, only to poke her butt again. After a couple of times, she just got up and sat on my foot. That caught me by surprise, and my foot got caught. Her teenage butt (and pussy) was just mere centimeters away from my foot, kept apart by her shorts. I wriggled my toes a bit somewhat brushing against her privates, but she smacked my foot. *God it actually hurts* However, she continued sitting on my foot, ready to deal out punishment anytime.

*****
I guess she felt I was a bit horny, and she "regained" the upper hand. You know, pretty girl dominate guy that wants her.
*****

That only lasted 10 min. It was obviously uncomfortable for her. My foot on the other hand had become numb and stopped moving. She suddenly got up and leaned back against the wall beside me. In doing so, she entrapped my hand behind her while freeing my foot. My right hand was near her butt. Naughty thought flooded my mind, and my smaller brain (between my legs) made my hands gently cup her butt. Slowly I pulled her to me.. Think it took me 20 min but end up she was sorta leaning against me. In case you haven't realised, I don't even remember what was the movie being played.

I remember she saying, "Ah, you're so comfortable to lean against. You know, strangely I feel safe around you." The devil in me nearly died from laughter. If only she knew of the conflict within.

Sometime down, I started squeezing her butt gently, then with a bit more force. It was a tight bun that I had in my hands, and my hands were telling me that it's really delicious. Suddenly she said, "Why are you playing with my fats?"

I was a bit stunned, but still managed a "I'm checking for fats, haven't found any yet." Since she didn't smack me to stop me like previously, and thus my boldness grew. I started fondling her ass more.

She kept silent. I was a bit worried, so I turned my head down a bit to look at her. Perhaps she misinterpreted the intention, and she turned up her head slightly. I gave her no chance and I just bent and kiss her. I had grabbed her butt and pulled/tilted her towards me so it was a hard kiss, my tongue giving no quarters, speedily intruding into her mouth, only to be met by her eager tongue.

After a short while, she pushed me away, and I apologised.

*****
hind sight - stupid move. Should never have apologised and look uncertain/non-confident.
*****

We went back watching the movie, but this time with my hands openly grabbing her ass. After a while she muttered "Stop playing with my fats leh. not very nice".

My small brain took over the big brain. It locked logic up in a cell and threw the key away. It made do what I never thought I would do. I pushed her down onto the bed and grabbed her breasts. "These are fats. I think you like people playing with your fats yes?"

There was a moment of stunned silence, and my big brain started preparing a list of places I can quickly commit suicide to avoid possible shame that will befall my family. Still, my small brain didn't give up.

Seeing she was shocked by my sudden aggression, I didn't know what to do. I simply leaned forward and kissed her hard.

Oh boy.......

[hoola]

Nice! More pls

[Pohchuan]

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