The Pickup Artist

I had been wanting to go out fuck some bitches instead of just staying home and molesting my friends, and the perfect idea fell into my lap. I was in a pub, trying to see if I could seduce this chick, Allison, into coming home with me, but her stupid friend, Jessica, was making it impossible. I could have given up and just dragged Allison home with me for a weekend of debauchery, but I wanted to do this the old-fashioned way. So instead, I decided to remove her friend from the situation.

For this, however, I did not feel obligated to use the old-fashioned way. I just pulled her dress off, revealing that the stupid slut hadn't been wearing any bra or panties. I shoved her down under the bar and pulled out my dick to keep her occupied.

I thrust leisurely into her mouth as I resumed chatting up her friend, "So, Allison, what are you doing next weekend?" Before I had started using my power, I'd never had much success picking girls up at the bar. But now, they seem much more willing to talk with me. I think it's because I'm not as ****. Women can probably smell that from a mile away, like sharks. But now that I know I can just take them home with me no matter what, I exude confidence. They find it irresistible. Or at least irresistible enough to not ignore me.

"Jessica and I are going to a Christmas party with our sorority," Allison answered, glancing down at her friend. Ok, I definitely wanted to attend that party. But she seemed perhaps a little uncomfortable with my prying question. Best not to ask for an invite then. I'll just show up uninvited. I just need to know where first...

"Ah cool, what sorority are you in? Maybe you know my friend Madison?" I lied, making up a friend on the spot, and assuming she would probably know someone by that name, perhaps even in her sorority.

"Gamma Phi Beta. What's her last name? There are two sisters named that in my house alone."

oh shit. uhhhh... "Watkins," I said, trying to sound confident.

"Nope, don't know her"

"Ah well." I said and then turned to get the bartender's attention, "Allison here will have Cum in Her Panties, and I'll have a Blowjob" One way or the other... Unfortunately, I hadn't yet found a way to make stealing **** into a sexual act, so I had to pay for these drinks with real money.

"What the hell, are those drinks?" Allison said laughing about my drink choices. Buying her a drink without asking if I could or what she wanted was just another manifestation of my increased confidence, and it seemed to be working.

But the bartender knew what I was referring to and started preparing our drinks.

"You're having vodka and peach schnapps, with a splash of raspberry liqueur, and some heaving whipping cream. Topped with a bit of whipped cream and a popped cherry." I said, explaining the drink as we watched the bartender prepare it.

"And you?"

"I don't drink. I'm having a blowjob." I deadpanned, making direct eye contact. Then I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively.

She giggled, and playfully pushed my shoulder "You're so corny, John!" I'm so in...

"A Blowjob is just Kahlua, Bailey’s, and Amaretto topped with whipped cream." Of course, I was also literally currently getting a blowjob from her friend Jessica, right in front of her. But she couldn't perceive that.

After we finished our drinks, I had to find a way to move this conversation into the bedroom. In a moment of inspiration, I reached back and gave her a hard smack on the ass, interrupting whatever it was she had been saying.

"Ow!" she yelped and then looked around, trying to see who had just smacked her. It couldn't possibly have been me, after all. "Did you see that?"

"Yeah, that was weird. Maybe we should get out of here before it happens again?"

She glanced around nervously, then said "Alright, let's go. C'mon Jess, let's get out of this dive"

"Will she be joining us? If you know what I mean." I said, gesturing at the naked Jessica on the floor.

"Well, she's designated driver tonight, soo..."

Oh alright, fine. I went to pick up Jessica's dress, but it had been laying on the floor soaking up spilled beer. I doubted she'd want to wear that, so I just threw it in the trash for her. I looked around for something else she could wear, and my eyes landed on Allison. I eyed her up and down, shrugged, then reached up her shirt and unclasped her bra, then reached up her dress and removed her panties. "You won't be needing these tonight" I explained, then handed them to Jessica. "Here you go, you can wear these. Let's go"

"Thanks, whatever your name is," Jessica said, genuinely thankful for my help.

They must have some kind of classes exclusive for sorority sluts to teach them how to suck a dick, because Allison really knew what the fuck she was doing. She'd jumped my bones as soon as we got back to the privacy of her room, and was deepthroating me like a pro. Going all the way out, and then all the way down till he nose pressed into me, then wiggling her head around, stimulating the tip of my cock with her throat. This chick had 0 gag reflex.

This. This was why I felt it was worth trying to actually seduce women sometimes. You couldn't get this kind of enthusiasm any other way. Of course, she wouldn't be a repeat customer. She wouldn't perceive this as having sex with me, so she'd remember me as the guy who'd chatted her up at the bar, took her home, and then stood there and watched while she deepthroated some cock. Why would she ever invite me back? That's why I was always limited to one-night stands unless I used my power to just take what I wanted.

When she felt she had sucked enough, she stripped off her clothes and laid back on her bed. She was rubbing her clit with one hand and tweaking a nipple with her other hand. "Come on, I want your cock inside me. There are condoms on my bedside table."

"Good to know," I said, as I climbed onto her bed and pushed inside her bareback, ignoring her implied request for a condom.

"Wait, I sai-"

"It's ok, I'll pull out" I reassured her. I stroked her clit at the same time as I pushed my dick in. The pleasure seemed to assuage her concerns. If she hadn't been as drunk, she might have been less distractible.

She soon forgot completely about condoms and wrapped her legs around my back as I fuck her. She seemed like she was getting pretty close to orgasm when I slammed home and grunted, unloading my cum inside her.

"Aright, well, you should go ahead finish yourself off because Imma head home now," I said, pulling out of her and wiping my dick clean with her bedsheets. "I'll see you at that party next week."

"But nobody invited you..."

"Yes, you did," I said as I walked out.