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For TLDR ers 25 year old paki guy talks about his sexcapedes. He fucked lots of indian hindu girls, one paki girl, one arab girl, one sl girl ans some white girls. seethe and cope curries.
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Born and Raised in Toronto (The Dating Experience Thus Far as a 25 Year Old Pakistani) (LONG POST) Dating/Relationships Reason For The Post I just wanted to share my struggles with dating and self esteem as a Pakistani who grew up in Toronto, Ontario. Note Through out the course of these experiences I never had social media or a car. Also note I do not condone my piece of shit behavior. It's a reflection of self esteem issues, and unhealthy resentments towards women I carried due to feelings of rejections. My Highschool Experience Social Circle My parents moved to the Vaughan area and I was the only Pakistani kid from grade 6-12. Being the token South Asian guy I was the butt of terrorist, curry and Bollywood jokes. I became embarrassed and insecure of my culture, language and skin color. I had a decent group of male friends who were Korean, Chinese and Jewish who made these sorts of jokes light heartedly but it did weigh me down subconsciously. Being a nerdy kid, I never took part in sports or afterschool activities. I'd just rush home to play Dota2 or League with my friends, and do homework. That was the extent to my 4 years of high school social life. Cultural Issues I never learned to speak Urdu, and was always combative with my parents regarding Islam. Due to the social dynamic of school and the racist jokes I began to despise my culture. I didn't want anything to do with being brown, or being a "fob". Self Esteem I'd suffered with low self esteem and had a lot of self hate through out elementary school and high school. My parents never really taught me to be self caring. My fathers philosophy was always to focus on my studies and nothing else. "Girls, social gatherings, were all western propaganda and haram". I would wear the same Walmart shoes, shirts and oddly sized Value Village clothes to school, and always got buzz cuts at home. I had pretty bad acne at the time, was overweight, and had gynecomastia which I would try to hide by adopting this god awful hunchback of notre dame posture. Porn Addiction Interactions with females in school was out of the question. I was a greasy desi kid, despite being 5'9-5'11 throughout highschool, there was nothing remotely attractive about a fat Paki kid who played video games. I never got braces, and my parents didn't allow me to shave my peace fuzz facial hair so I obviously wasn't even looked at as an option. I couldn't really compete with the rich Persian and Jewish guys either. I went all of high school never knowing what it was like to be desired by the opposite sex. I wasn't allowed to be sexual because ugly guys like me were just "creepy". So to release all that sexual frustration, I literally jerked off 11-15 times a day, every day through out most of my high school years. I had no idea the level of brain damage I was causing myself and the rabbit hole of mental health issues this would cause me later on in life. (I theorize that my high pitch voice and gyencomastia was because of elevated prolactin levels due to the stupid amounts of jerking off I did in my teenage years). My University Experience - FIRST Year Self Improvement Things began to change for me when I started University. I moved out for my first year and was the only kid from my entire high school that went to that specific school. My first year was a pretty big wake up call to self improvement. I had my first interactions with other desi's. Indians, Pakistani's, Bengali's etc. I began to realize that it wasn't "haram" to care for myself. Dress nice, get better hair cuts, not have a fucking unibrow. I made some pretty big changes that year just from observing other desi's. I started dressing nicer, getting better haircuts, and standing up straight. I lost a good amount of weight and hopped on Accutane to fix my skin. Dating Dating didn't really get too much better for me despite these changes. Looking back it was me learning to do the bare minimum in terms of self improvement. I still attended parties, and had my first kiss with some random white girl. All I remember was her breath danking real bad. Saw her around campus and she'd never make eye contact with me. Into the second semester I started dating a fat Indian girl from Brampton who was 2 years older than me. I was mind blown that someone was actually interested in me emotionally and sexually for the first time ever. The emotional high of that first romance was pretty intense, especially after feeling like less of a man, as an "undesirable nothing" through out all of my time in high school. I had my first sexual experiences with that girl and never had any performance issues due to still having those "pubertal hormone" levels of testosterone fluctuations. - SECOND Year My second year of University started with my break up and drop out. I spent my first year partying with a girl who got obsessively drunk every weekend, and I fell into bad habits with her. I ended up getting kicked out of my program and transferring to a school closer to home. I broke up with the girl as well because I wanted to get my shit together. I spent my second year focusing on school, nothing crazy happened relationship wise or self improvement wise. I had 2 odd interactions that year. I got asked out at an on campus job I was working. I was so oblivious to the fact that the girl just wanted to hook up. She grinded her butt up against me and I thought she was just being playful "because girls can't be sexually front forward". (Stupid I know). I met a girl in one of my classes who would let me touch up her butt if I did her economics assignments for her. (Probably the most attractive Arab girl I'd ever had interactions with to this day). -THIRD Year Dating In my third year I got a job that was pretty socially engaging on campus. I leveraged this job to the best of my abilities to meet women. Built a pretty large social circle. I went on quite a few dates but never got past hugs or kisses. I ended up dating a fob Indian co-worker at this job since I wasn't having any luck with the customers. This girl was my first BIG lesson with dating. Don't simp. Through out the 8 months of this relationship I constantly validated this girl. I took her out on expensive dates, I bought her clothes, I kid you not, once I never offered to pay down on her rent for a new place she was looking for. "Because my mother taught me that all women are princesses and should be taken care of by men". This girl ended up dumping me and her exact words were "You're too nice". She started dating a white guy literally the same week she broke up with me. She kept me around till she had a backup guy ready to go. I was heart broken because I felt like I did everything right. (My first RedPill moment before I ever knew what that was). Forgot to mention I got nothing sexual from this girl at all, no sex, not even a BJ. Self Improvement For some reason the cycle of "breakup and self improvement" was very prevalent in my life. After this break up I started getting even better haircuts, spent more on nicer clothes, and put my social circle focus into full throttle. I'd meet 50 friends a day on campus while at work or in class. I started asking out girls while working and was going out with about 5 girls at the time. A few Indian girls, a Pakistani girl and a Sri Lankan girl. To be quite honest, all of these girls showed every low interest. Derek from MorePlatesMoreDates talks about having a "PUA Phase", and at the time I thought that was my "PUA Phase" but it was just me dating low interest women who had nothing better to do at the time. Cultural Issues Important note to add here is that through out my years at University I always struggled with religion. I never prayed, or kept my fasts. I hid all of those things from my parents. I did what most South Asians do which is live a double life. Quite a few of my Pakistani male friends would still pray and fast, but would sleep with girls, drink, and smoke which I thought was hypocritical but apparently is very common amongst our culture. The "hypocrisies of the young muslim male". Will drink and fuck but won't eat pork. More Dating *"*Running Plates" wasn't exactly a concept I had in my head at the time. "You can't be seriously dating and sleeping with 5 women at once". So of the 5 girls I was seeing at the time I decided to pick the most pretty once. She was a stunning Sri Lankan girl from Scarborough with a body of a slim thick model, and huge full lips. Probably one of the most beautiful girls I have dated to this day. She walked around with such confidence, and had more masculine energy than I did at the time. There was one caveat though which was that she was a drug dealer. Now I had no business what so ever dealing with a female like that. I am to this day a very straight edge dude. A 9 to 5 kind of guy. She lived the fast life. Never took phone calls. I didn't mind at all though, it was nice having a pretty girl around my arm and I didn't mind that she was "hood". Things did get a bit shitty when she started to give me the cold shoulder after she saw me talking to female friends at work. She told me a deal breaker for her was me having female friends. At the time I never understood why men and women can't be friends. Essentially she got colder and more emotionally available and I ended up cheating on her with one of my fob female friends from India. I felt guilty and broke up with my Sri Lankan baddie the same week (also because I knew a break up was coming down the road anyways). Instead of taking the healthy route to the breakup, I began to date my fob Indian friend the very next month. -FOURTH Year Dating Now this relationship was an on and off 2 year dynamic. My lesson here was to never date a girl you're not physically attracted to. As superficial as it sounds if you can't imagine fucking your girl every day, and can't go round 2 because post nut clarity hitting different, that ain't the girl for you. This girl wasn't nearly as attractive as the Sri Lankan but she loved 3 times as hard. I'm talking love letters, birthday gifts, cards, big sacrifices, homework and assignment help, and most importantly respect. I'd never have to worry about her cheating on me or disrespecting me. The only issue was all my friends told me "you could do better" on the regular, and I knew it as well because the self improvement game was really hitting. To summarize the "fuckshit" I did in this relationship; I openly flirted with other girls while in a relationship I broke this girls self esteem Never fully committed Probably made her cry every week Dumped her a total of 6 times through out the course of 2 years. The second last break up with her we took a few weeks apart. During that time I cheated on her with a Persian co-worker at the same job I picked up my first ex-girlfriend at. The Persian girl was also a fob, but really pretty. 5'10, extremely innocent and pure. I took her virginity and made promises of dating her which I never fulfilled. There would be nights I'd fuck her and then go fuck my girl the same night. I ended up cutting them both off right around when COVID hit and focused on school. -FINAL Year Dating My final year of school I got back together with my Indian fob ex. This was our last run together. I believe we got back together because of COVID and just a scarcity mindset I had from being in lockdown for 4 months. Through out this time I didn't do any BS regarding seeing other girls, or cheating. I did however have a friend, a Pakistani girl, who I kept in touch with and she was exceptionally beautiful. Little tattoo'd baddie. I'd never met a Pakistani girl who could front being religious but also be covered in Tattoo's drink and smoke and party like her. My girl knew about this and she became aggressively possessive. She would check my phone, make me get on Zoom call for hours just to keep tabs on me. I hated it but I knew I deserved it because she took me back even after I cheated the last time. She also made me block that Pakistani girl half way though out our last run. Self Improvement Throughout this quarantine time I started watching more RedPill content like StephIsCold and MPMD. I started doing workouts at home and was seeing some decent progress. I went and collected weights that people were getting rid of during the pandemic and set up a little bootleg home gym. I learned a lot about dieting, and around this time I also jumped on Finasteride to start saving my hairline because bald was not a good look on me. The "I could do better" voice started ringing heavily in my head and I decided to break up for the last time as soon as the lockdown restrictions were lifted. Exiting University After my final break up with my ex, I lost a lot of female friends. They knew I was a fuckboy who cheated and didn't respect me at all, understandably so. My male friends didn't give two fucks. They were happy I was finally over the annoying and obsessive girl. Since then I never entertained the idea of having a female friend. Life After Graduation Dating Now within weeks of my final break up I decided to hit up "the girl I told my ex not to worry about". The Pakistani baddie. I invited her to my friends graduation party and we hooked up there. She confessed having feelings for me but knew I was seeing someone else at the time. To be honest, I never thought in my life a girl this fine would ever be interested in a dork like myself, but maybe I didn't give myself enough credit for being 6ft tall and in fairly decent shape. I learned a lot about this girl over the course of dating. How she's run away from home, had lesbian relationships and orgies. I didn't give it too much thought because I really just wanted some new ass to play with here and there. This time around I did things so differently. I was so rehearsed in the RedPill tactics, I ran full game on this girl. From pullbacks, to minimal validation. I ended up taking her virginity (first dick) and it was a pretty smooth sailing relationship. The sex didn't happen often but whenever it did it was great. Being in shape and being taller than this girl put me in such a masculine frame. I fucked her so confidently on some 365 Days shit. She was so feminine towards me, I felt so comfortable with dirty talk and rag dolling her around the bedroom. She'd be sweaty and out of breath after each session and I'd always feel like a king. The high from that sex was so good I could finish and still keep hard enough to go again. Self Improvement This was the first relationship where I always made everything else a priority over my girl. I focused on my career and jumped my salary 1.5x what I started with 8 months into being out of school. I focused on having more fun because my parents loosened up with curfews and other things of the sort after I graduated and got employed. I'd also been on NoFap for around 2 years at this point. I cleaned up my diet and now I sit at 6ft tall and 160lbs at around 11-12% body fat. I believe these changes increased my partners attraction to me. Now As of late though things haven't been so good. Ramadan came around and my girl convinced me to take part in it. I reluctantly did it. After Ramadan she hit me with this "I feel cleansed and pure" bullshit excuse as to why she doesn't want to have sex for a while. Getting in shape, while being on NoFap, physical intimacy is really important to me. I asked around twice within 2 months and got sexually rejected both times which has made me resent her. It's hypocritical bullshit these Muslim girls do where they pick and choose the shit they want to follow and don't want to follow that erks me. Get tattoos, get drunk at boat parties, but can't take dick and want to eat halal? Are you fucking kidding me? Being out of school has made meeting women a nightmare, especially since I don't go to clubs or party. Getting my life together means waking up at 530am and going to bed at 9pm. Every Day. No drinking or smoking. This has put me in a scarcity mindset because this girl was my only source of intimacy and even that's being pulled away from me. I had a fight with her regarding the lack of sex in the relationship which ended unfinished. Two weeks ago I went on a 3 day holiday with my boys where I got an assjob and a blowjob from a Latina stripper. I was so deprived from touch at that point that I asked her if she would come back to our hotel. She said no, but she had a friend who would. She gave me a number and on the last night I called it. I thought about my girl in that moment, but I was so resentful regarding the lack of sexual interest she'd shown towards me. The girl who talked about wanting to marry me refuses to put out or show me any interest or desire, fueled some unexplainable rage and frustration. Within 2 hours of the phone call theres a 5'7, tatted up, fake tiddy, fake ass, huge lips, long fake nails Latina at my door. The sex was great. I talked to her a bit and she was really fun and sweet. I hated that I felt more connected to a hooker than I did my own girlfriend over the past few months. Guilt free I paid her like 300 CAD. Now here I am, guilty of cheating in 3 of my past relationships. Not feeling guilty for a single one. I'm gonna talk about sex with my current girlfriend soon. Definitely not gonna tell her I cheated but if sex is still off the menu I'm out. Conclusion I'm sure there's some introspective takeaways here. Maybe something to relate to. Just wanted to share my story for anyone who bothered reading. Thanks.
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Born and Raised in Toronto (The Dating Experience Thus Far as a 25 Year Old Pakistani) (LONG POST) Dating/Relationships Reason For The Post I just wanted to share my struggles with dating and self esteem as a Pakistani who grew up in Toronto, Ontario. Note Through out the course of these experiences I never had social media or a car. Also note I do not condone my piece of shit behavior. It's a reflection of self esteem issues, and unhealthy resentments towards women I carried due to feelings of rejections. My Highschool Experience Social Circle My parents moved to the Vaughan area and I was the only Pakistani kid from grade 6-12. Being the token South Asian guy I was the butt of terrorist, curry and Bollywood jokes. I became embarrassed and insecure of my culture, language and skin color. I had a decent group of male friends who were Korean, Chinese and Jewish who made these sorts of jokes light heartedly but it did weigh me down subconsciously. Being a nerdy kid, I never took part in sports or afterschool activities. I'd just rush home to play Dota2 or League with my friends, and do homework. That was the extent to my 4 years of high school social life. Cultural Issues I never learned to speak Urdu, and was always combative with my parents regarding Islam. Due to the social dynamic of school and the racist jokes I began to despise my culture. I didn't want anything to do with being brown, or being a "fob". Self Esteem I'd suffered with low self esteem and had a lot of self hate through out elementary school and high school. My parents never really taught me to be self caring. My fathers philosophy was always to focus on my studies and nothing else. "Girls, social gatherings, were all western propaganda and haram". I would wear the same Walmart shoes, shirts and oddly sized Value Village clothes to school, and always got buzz cuts at home. I had pretty bad acne at the time, was overweight, and had gynecomastia which I would try to hide by adopting this god awful hunchback of notre dame posture. Porn Addiction Interactions with females in school was out of the question. I was a greasy desi kid, despite being 5'9-5'11 throughout highschool, there was nothing remotely attractive about a fat Paki kid who played video games. I never got braces, and my parents didn't allow me to shave my peace fuzz facial hair so I obviously wasn't even looked at as an option. I couldn't really compete with the rich Persian and Jewish guys either. I went all of high school never knowing what it was like to be desired by the opposite sex. I wasn't allowed to be sexual because ugly guys like me were just "creepy". So to release all that sexual frustration, I literally jerked off 11-15 times a day, every day through out most of my high school years. I had no idea the level of brain damage I was causing myself and the rabbit hole of mental health issues this would cause me later on in life. (I theorize that my high pitch voice and gyencomastia was because of elevated prolactin levels due to the stupid amounts of jerking off I did in my teenage years). My University Experience - FIRST Year Self Improvement Things began to change for me when I started University. I moved out for my first year and was the only kid from my entire high school that went to that specific school. My first year was a pretty big wake up call to self improvement. I had my first interactions with other desi's. Indians, Pakistani's, Bengali's etc. I began to realize that it wasn't "haram" to care for myself. Dress nice, get better hair cuts, not have a fucking unibrow. I made some pretty big changes that year just from observing other desi's. I started dressing nicer, getting better haircuts, and standing up straight. I lost a good amount of weight and hopped on Accutane to fix my skin. Dating Dating didn't really get too much better for me despite these changes. Looking back it was me learning to do the bare minimum in terms of self improvement. I still attended parties, and had my first kiss with some random white girl. All I remember was her breath danking real bad. Saw her around campus and she'd never make eye contact with me. Into the second semester I started dating a fat Indian girl from Brampton who was 2 years older than me. I was mind blown that someone was actually interested in me emotionally and sexually for the first time ever. The emotional high of that first romance was pretty intense, especially after feeling like less of a man, as an "undesirable nothing" through out all of my time in high school. I had my first sexual experiences with that girl and never had any performance issues due to still having those "pubertal hormone" levels of testosterone fluctuations. - SECOND Year My second year of University started with my break up and drop out. I spent my first year partying with a girl who got obsessively drunk every weekend, and I fell into bad habits with her. I ended up getting kicked out of my program and transferring to a school closer to home. I broke up with the girl as well because I wanted to get my shit together. I spent my second year focusing on school, nothing crazy happened relationship wise or self improvement wise. I had 2 odd interactions that year. I got asked out at an on campus job I was working. I was so oblivious to the fact that the girl just wanted to hook up. She grinded her butt up against me and I thought she was just being playful "because girls can't be sexually front forward". (Stupid I know). I met a girl in one of my classes who would let me touch up her butt if I did her economics assignments for her. (Probably the most attractive Arab girl I'd ever had interactions with to this day). -THIRD Year Dating In my third year I got a job that was pretty socially engaging on campus. I leveraged this job to the best of my abilities to meet women. Built a pretty large social circle. I went on quite a few dates but never got past hugs or kisses. I ended up dating a fob Indian co-worker at this job since I wasn't having any luck with the customers. This girl was my first BIG lesson with dating. Don't simp. Through out the 8 months of this relationship I constantly validated this girl. I took her out on expensive dates, I bought her clothes, I kid you not, once I never offered to pay down on her rent for a new place she was looking for. "Because my mother taught me that all women are princesses and should be taken care of by men". This girl ended up dumping me and her exact words were "You're too nice". She started dating a white guy literally the same week she broke up with me. She kept me around till she had a backup guy ready to go. I was heart broken because I felt like I did everything right. (My first RedPill moment before I ever knew what that was). Forgot to mention I got nothing sexual from this girl at all, no sex, not even a BJ. Self Improvement For some reason the cycle of "breakup and self improvement" was very prevalent in my life. After this break up I started getting even better haircuts, spent more on nicer clothes, and put my social circle focus into full throttle. I'd meet 50 friends a day on campus while at work or in class. I started asking out girls while working and was going out with about 5 girls at the time. A few Indian girls, a Pakistani girl and a Sri Lankan girl. To be quite honest, all of these girls showed every low interest. Derek from MorePlatesMoreDates talks about having a "PUA Phase", and at the time I thought that was my "PUA Phase" but it was just me dating low interest women who had nothing better to do at the time. Cultural Issues Important note to add here is that through out my years at University I always struggled with religion. I never prayed, or kept my fasts. I hid all of those things from my parents. I did what most South Asians do which is live a double life. Quite a few of my Pakistani male friends would still pray and fast, but would sleep with girls, drink, and smoke which I thought was hypocritical but apparently is very common amongst our culture. The "hypocrisies of the young muslim male". Will drink and fuck but won't eat pork. More Dating *"*Running Plates" wasn't exactly a concept I had in my head at the time. "You can't be seriously dating and sleeping with 5 women at once". So of the 5 girls I was seeing at the time I decided to pick the most pretty once. She was a stunning Sri Lankan girl from Scarborough with a body of a slim thick model, and huge full lips. Probably one of the most beautiful girls I have dated to this day. She walked around with such confidence, and had more masculine energy than I did at the time. There was one caveat though which was that she was a drug dealer. Now I had no business what so ever dealing with a female like that. I am to this day a very straight edge dude. A 9 to 5 kind of guy. She lived the fast life. Never took phone calls. I didn't mind at all though, it was nice having a pretty girl around my arm and I didn't mind that she was "hood". Things did get a bit shitty when she started to give me the cold shoulder after she saw me talking to female friends at work. She told me a deal breaker for her was me having female friends. At the time I never understood why men and women can't be friends. Essentially she got colder and more emotionally available and I ended up cheating on her with one of my fob female friends from India. I felt guilty and broke up with my Sri Lankan baddie the same week (also because I knew a break up was coming down the road anyways). Instead of taking the healthy route to the breakup, I began to date my fob Indian friend the very next month. -FOURTH Year Dating Now this relationship was an on and off 2 year dynamic. My lesson here was to never date a girl you're not physically attracted to. As superficial as it sounds if you can't imagine fucking your girl every day, and can't go round 2 because post nut clarity hitting different, that ain't the girl for you. This girl wasn't nearly as attractive as the Sri Lankan but she loved 3 times as hard. I'm talking love letters, birthday gifts, cards, big sacrifices, homework and assignment help, and most importantly respect. I'd never have to worry about her cheating on me or disrespecting me. The only issue was all my friends told me "you could do better" on the regular, and I knew it as well because the self improvement game was really hitting. To summarize the "fuckshit" I did in this relationship; I openly flirted with other girls while in a relationship I broke this girls self esteem Never fully committed Probably made her cry every week Dumped her a total of 6 times through out the course of 2 years. The second last break up with her we took a few weeks apart. During that time I cheated on her with a Persian co-worker at the same job I picked up my first ex-girlfriend at. The Persian girl was also a fob, but really pretty. 5'10, extremely innocent and pure. I took her virginity and made promises of dating her which I never fulfilled. There would be nights I'd fuck her and then go fuck my girl the same night. I ended up cutting them both off right around when COVID hit and focused on school. -FINAL Year Dating My final year of school I got back together with my Indian fob ex. This was our last run together. I believe we got back together because of COVID and just a scarcity mindset I had from being in lockdown for 4 months. Through out this time I didn't do any BS regarding seeing other girls, or cheating. I did however have a friend, a Pakistani girl, who I kept in touch with and she was exceptionally beautiful. Little tattoo'd baddie. I'd never met a Pakistani girl who could front being religious but also be covered in Tattoo's drink and smoke and party like her. My girl knew about this and she became aggressively possessive. She would check my phone, make me get on Zoom call for hours just to keep tabs on me. I hated it but I knew I deserved it because she took me back even after I cheated the last time. She also made me block that Pakistani girl half way though out our last run. Self Improvement Throughout this quarantine time I started watching more RedPill content like StephIsCold and MPMD. I started doing workouts at home and was seeing some decent progress. I went and collected weights that people were getting rid of during the pandemic and set up a little bootleg home gym. I learned a lot about dieting, and around this time I also jumped on Finasteride to start saving my hairline because bald was not a good look on me. The "I could do better" voice started ringing heavily in my head and I decided to break up for the last time as soon as the lockdown restrictions were lifted. Exiting University After my final break up with my ex, I lost a lot of female friends. They knew I was a fuckboy who cheated and didn't respect me at all, understandably so. My male friends didn't give two fucks. They were happy I was finally over the annoying and obsessive girl. Since then I never entertained the idea of having a female friend. Life After Graduation Dating Now within weeks of my final break up I decided to hit up "the girl I told my ex not to worry about". The Pakistani baddie. I invited her to my friends graduation party and we hooked up there. She confessed having feelings for me but knew I was seeing someone else at the time. To be honest, I never thought in my life a girl this fine would ever be interested in a dork like myself, but maybe I didn't give myself enough credit for being 6ft tall and in fairly decent shape. I learned a lot about this girl over the course of dating. How she's run away from home, had lesbian relationships and orgies. I didn't give it too much thought because I really just wanted some new ass to play with here and there. This time around I did things so differently. I was so rehearsed in the RedPill tactics, I ran full game on this girl. From pullbacks, to minimal validation. I ended up taking her virginity (first dick) and it was a pretty smooth sailing relationship. The sex didn't happen often but whenever it did it was great. Being in shape and being taller than this girl put me in such a masculine frame. I fucked her so confidently on some 365 Days shit. She was so feminine towards me, I felt so comfortable with dirty talk and rag dolling her around the bedroom. She'd be sweaty and out of breath after each session and I'd always feel like a king. The high from that sex was so good I could finish and still keep hard enough to go again. Self Improvement This was the first relationship where I always made everything else a priority over my girl. I focused on my career and jumped my salary 1.5x what I started with 8 months into being out of school. I focused on having more fun because my parents loosened up with curfews and other things of the sort after I graduated and got employed. I'd also been on NoFap for around 2 years at this point. I cleaned up my diet and now I sit at 6ft tall and 160lbs at around 11-12% body fat. I believe these changes increased my partners attraction to me. Now As of late though things haven't been so good. Ramadan came around and my girl convinced me to take part in it. I reluctantly did it. After Ramadan she hit me with this "I feel cleansed and pure" bullshit excuse as to why she doesn't want to have sex for a while. Getting in shape, while being on NoFap, physical intimacy is really important to me. I asked around twice within 2 months and got sexually rejected both times which has made me resent her. It's hypocritical bullshit these Muslim girls do where they pick and choose the shit they want to follow and don't want to follow that erks me. Get tattoos, get drunk at boat parties, but can't take dick and want to eat halal? Are you fucking kidding me? Being out of school has made meeting women a nightmare, especially since I don't go to clubs or party. Getting my life together means waking up at 530am and going to bed at 9pm. Every Day. No drinking or smoking. This has put me in a scarcity mindset because this girl was my only source of intimacy and even that's being pulled away from me. I had a fight with her regarding the lack of sex in the relationship which ended unfinished. Two weeks ago I went on a 3 day holiday with my boys where I got an assjob and a blowjob from a Latina stripper. I was so deprived from touch at that point that I asked her if she would come back to our hotel. She said no, but she had a friend who would. She gave me a number and on the last night I called it. I thought about my girl in that moment, but I was so resentful regarding the lack of sexual interest she'd shown towards me. The girl who talked about wanting to marry me refuses to put out or show me any interest or desire, fueled some unexplainable rage and frustration. Within 2 hours of the phone call theres a 5'7, tatted up, fake tiddy, fake ass, huge lips, long fake nails Latina at my door. The sex was great. I talked to her a bit and she was really fun and sweet. I hated that I felt more connected to a hooker than I did my own girlfriend over the past few months. Guilt free I paid her like 300 CAD. Now here I am, guilty of cheating in 3 of my past relationships. Not feeling guilty for a single one. I'm gonna talk about sex with my current girlfriend soon. Definitely not gonna tell her I cheated but if sex is still off the menu I'm out. Conclusion I'm sure there's some introspective takeaways here. Maybe something to relate to. Just wanted to share my story for anyone who bothered reading. Thanks.
this is really satisfying as fuckholes are masochist. They love pain and people who treat them like trash. And when they feel that they cannot bear anymore they will just settle with some betacuck. That is why nice guys finish last.
