women who want to fuck will find a way to fuck

I am writing this to confirm one idea preached in the rational male- ‘women who want to fuck will find a way to fuck’. I am fully convinced about the veracity of this concept. I learned it the hard way and want to share my experience. 

Take the rest of my post with some grain of salt, as I only had sex with two women. I am 40 years old now. I entered my marriage as a virgin and never even kissed any girl. After my wife of 12 years cheated on me, I had a girlfriend. These two women are the two data points. 

First, a little bit about myself. 

I was born in South Asia, lower middle class, in a Muslim family. I was married at 27 through an arranged marriage. My father-in-law and my dad are classmates, and my brother-in-law and I are also classmates in the same department. 

When I was married to my ex-wife, we visited a coastal city. We flew in, but I could not manage a return ticket; there was no availability. So, instead of a return flight, I rented a cabin in a boat and planned a ten-hour boat journey through a major river in my country. These boats are big—we call them launch or steamers—and can hold around 500 people. It was an expensive trip, and I rented the best cabin. 

My ex was unhappy and complained about the whole trip. The cabin was not clean enough, the waiters were serving cold food, and the air conditioner was not working. 

Once we arrived at our destination, she announced this was her last boat trip, NEVER EVER. 

This happened twelve years ago. I was not redpilled and lived in my home country, a relatively conservative society. I was a wholehearted family man and loved the role of ‘provider’ to my son and wife. I was successful, earned in the top one percent, and was somewhat happy, too. She was upset and blamed me since I ruined the ending of a nice vacation. 

Ten years after the boat trip, my ex cheated on me. Her boyfriend took her on a boat trip on the same river but halfway ( 4 hours). The boyfriend didn't even bother to rent a cabin. They were sitting on the shaded deck. There are typically some uncomfortable wooden chairs placed there, and you are open to the elements. I was abroad at that time.

They took the trip, which was 4 hours one-way and 8 hours total. She was happy with the trip. 

They made out in a secluded part of the boat. She requested to have sex and asked him to rent a cabin. He denied it ( or that is what both of them were saying). But made out.  They talked continuously for the whole trip. 

She returned home happy and satisfied. This time, she does not need air conditioning. It was all fine and dandy. 

Incident two.

I found out about the cheating while I was in the USA. My ex-wife and children ( by this time, we had two sons) were waiting for a US visa. I immediately canceled her visa appointment at the embassy, divorced her ( not legal yet), and made an account on Tinder. 

I was then 39 years old, a wounded man without my kids in a foreign country. I began to accept the red pill. I read Rational Male. 

Once I bounced back I started dating an American girl. She was 37, sassy, super intelligent, emphatic, independent. I will call her GF here. We had sex on our third date in my apartment. By that time, I had known her for five days, matched on Tinder for eight days.

Four months into dating my GF, I brought my eldest son to the USA. My son was strongly against me dating someone. So, our dating and sex stopped. 

At the beginning of December, the GF had an office party. Close to midnight, she came to my apartment. We met on the sidewalk outside. She was a little bit tipsy and asked me to have sex with her. She was well dressed and her hair done. 

I told her my son was home sleeping. 

She asked me to fuck her in the car. I fucked her raw and was so excited. It was my first time in a car, so I came quickly. She then left and did not even demand any action from me for her pleasure. She just wanted me to have a good time. 

We broke up eventually. 

She is still matched with me on Tinder. Her profile picture on Tinder shows her dressed nicely for the office party. Every time I see that photo, I remember how I nutted her in the car, how I pulled up her dress and entered raw. I see it as disrespectful to her new potential partner, but I do not say anything. 

I saw these two women closely. Both of them are classy, well-read, and have fantastic taste. Both of them went super extra mile to fuck the person they liked. One conservative, one liberal. Both of them are prone to their sexual desire and submit to their urges. 

The quote from the rational male

“ It’s sex first, then relationship, not the other way around. A woman who wants to fuck you will find a way to fuck you. She will fly across the country, crawl under barbwire, climb in through your second story bedroom window, fuck the shit out of you and wait patiently inside your closet if your wife comes home early from work – women who want to fuck will find a way to fuck.”

These lines are being vindicated in my life. Gentlemen, if she likes you, she will find a way to fuck you. If she makes you wait, do not waste your time. Her pussy is wet for someone else; you go find a pussy that is wet for you.