This is not about what specific raunchy sex acts women will do, it's what women will do to get with the right guy. But to answer the former question, it is everything, almost literally EVERYTHING, for the right guy.

She might draw the line at ATM, and some women just don't like anal, but just about everything a healthy red-blooded man wants to do, a woman will go along with, enthusiastically, for the right guy.

Becoming the right guy is what TRP is all about. Don't be a sperg who forces a sorority girl to do something you saw in porn and end up being a case study in some stupid article in Atlantic Monthly.

 

Seems like a lot of young guys who come to TRP had a deluded notion that women aren't sexual beings at all; when they are disabused of this notion as they witness slutty behavior from the typical college girl, they skree right into the angry phase. I assure you, one day you will look back and laugh, or at least I hope you will.

If a woman really wants to fuck you, there are no obstacles; she will find a way as quickly as she can.

I had a conversation with a friend about this very topic; we laughed and cringed at our younger selves. He said I should write up some of my antics to show you guys how easy it really can be. I said "they'd never believe it." He said "that's the point! If they've never experienced it, they'd never believe it." I said "it will get downvoted into oblivion like all success stories." He said "Fuck it. Write it up anyway."

So I said Fuck it and wrote it up anyway. This is a letter to my younger self.

 

Dear High School Garg, AKA Clueless Jerk-off:

You haven't experienced the boundless cruelty of the world yet, so you still have a good heart, and good values. Unfortunately, you don't know that women don't give a shit about any of that.

You are subject to intense pre-deselection because you are a skinny, incompetent, uninteresting turkey. Your hair looks like your mom cuts it. You dress like your mom buys your clothes. You have been classified as a loser by just about all the girls you know, and you will likely not get out of that hole.

So you will spend the rest of your senior year and the summer before college working out hard, doing real sporting activity, and doing hard physical work outdoors. You will get your hair and your wardrobe in order. Then when you go off to college all toned and tan, this is what's going to happen:

 

A farm-fresh college girl will give you a blow job in a public study room in the basement of a dorm, less than one hour after meeting you. She will tell you that she's heard it's like eating Rocky Mountain oysters, making it clear that she has never done it before. After she gags on the load and chokes it down, you will ask her if it was like Rocky Mountain oysters. She will be unable to respond for a long time, then finally just say No. You will wonder what impact this degraded scene will have on her future relationships. You will chuckle when you imagine her telling her future husband this boy in college made me do that; that's why I don't like it.

Your older brother's girlfriend will want to fuck you when she sees how you have transformed your body. She will be six years older than you, and will have been like a big sister to you, but that won't matter. She will say something about them not being together anymore, or taking a break or something; he will be in another city, anyway. Then when she starts working on you and you realize that she could suck a golf ball through a Krazy Straw, you will forget you even have a brother. You will retain a tactile memory of that meaty vag for the rest of your life.

You will become genuinely good friends with a girl in your dorm, a good Catholic girl, who has been sucking cocks as long as she's been wearing a bra. She will miss her boyfriend back home so much that she will suck your cock on a regular basis for the rest of the year. You will be "friends with benefits," with the benefits just for you. (A few years later, she will sleep with your brother, so that will kind of even things out. He won't ever need to know, however.)

During the last week of the semester, the girl buzzing people into the dorm after midnight will help your stumbling drunk ass get to a sofa in the lobby. Your shirt will have come undone and your tanned and toned torso visible, and she will give you head right there in the wide open dorm lobby at 4 AM where anybody could walk in while she's supposed to be watching the desk. She will hope that you remember her over the summer.

You will get a job in a new city, and you will shit where you eat, but that won't have any negative repercussions because it will be a restaurant, and that's what restaurant people do (well done, lad, for taking a job at a restaurant). Your first real girlfriend will fuck you anywhere anytime. You will be shocked at the willingness of this All-American beauty. She will fuck you at work. She will fuck you under a blanket in a public park. She will fuck you in a car parked right by a sidewalk with people walking by. She will fuck you in other people's beds at parties. You will not really be able to explain this to yourself, but you will get bored of this and break up with her.

But then a super-hot older co-worker you assumed was way out of your league will approach you at the Christmas party. She will say "your EX-girlfriend just told me you broke up" and then she will say "you are coming home with me." After you predictably perform like a 20-year-old trying to fuck a 28-year-old, you will remember to not drink so much next time.

A girl at a punk rock show will be all over you so hard and fast that you will have carnal knowledge of her before you know her name. Because you will be effectively homeless, and she wants you to model nude that toned torso for her, she will fuck you and feed you for four days and nights, without ever knowing each other's names. In a rare moment of clarity, you will realize this is insanity on a low boil, and you will get the fuck out of there before you get stabbed or she has an overdose, or worse.

A hot sporty chick will appreciate your musculature and she will pick you out of the crowd at a nightclub in a beach town over spring break. She will let you take her back to your hotel, the absolutely most fucking shittiest hotel you've ever seen (they don't make them worse than this even in movies), and with absolutely no contact information, no last name, no phone number, not even what fucking state you're from, she will let you raw dog her without any conversation about contraception, right up to the point where you are obviously starting to ejaculate inside her, then she will yell "Don't cum inside me!" You will pull out and deposit the remainder of the jizz all over her, but she will have such little regard for her future possible pregnancy and the effect that will have on her sporting career that she will want you to fuck her again, and then again later when other people are in the room, pretending to sleep on the next bed.

In another nightclub in another city, you will have the right hair at the right time, and a beautiful woman, of unknown age, will follow you right into the bathroom. You will spend that night fucking her in several new-to-you positions, and for the first time on a waterbed. On the basis of only one other night spent together, she will quit her career-level job and move hundreds of miles away to live near you in the shitty college town you live in. She will be thrilled to partake of your life of drugs and parties, but eventually she will say these actual words: "You know, I'm the kind of lady who really needs to be wined and dined," and you will laugh and look around the hovel you live in and wonder at her delusion. You will also wonder how old she really is. Finally you will go to a club that is dark enough that she gets carded. The astonishment on the door bro's face tells a story. You will go find that door bro later to hear the words of that story. It will turn out that she is literally old enough to be your mother.

A woman you barely know will find out that you are holding a sheet of good LSD. She will want to try it. You will have to go back to your place to get it, and you will not leave your place that night. She will let you fuck her all night while blazing on acid. You will ejaculate eleven times in five hours. She will be barely able to walk the next day, but she will want to try it again a few weeks later. You will only make it to seven times before she gets sick and barfs all over the carpet.

You will meet an sophisticated, rich, and beautiful Jewish American princess. You will be just exactly the lower-class Irish scum that will displease her parents. She will be so eager to lock you down that she will neglect to inform you of her deal-breaker STI-positive status. (You didn't think this was going to be all good, did you?) She will maintain the charade, pointing to her total of only three former partners, compared to the dozens of yours and their questionable backgrounds. You will be dumb enough to accept her version, and you will not question her strange willingness to "forgive you" for "giving her" a STI. The high-class lifestyle will be fun for a while, but of course, her inner psycho will come out. The extraction will be difficult, and you will wonder if the whole thing was worth it.

You will run into a girl you are acquainted with, just by chance, outside of a liquor store. She will be unable to legally purchase alcohol, but you will assume she is 19 or 20. It will occur to you that the sidewalk in front of the liquor store is not a destination for her, nor is it by any means on the way to any conceivable destination for her. (But what a coincidence!) She will offer you a ride home. She will park the car down the street from your place, and she will invite herself up. She will start removing an article of clothing for every beer she drinks, and since you started with a full case, she will become naked and intoxicated. A few years later she will become very famous. You will look up her Wikipedia page and make a quick calculation, remembering the month the affair took place. At that time, as it happens, she will have just turned sixteen, while you were 23.

I could on and on. About how horny female grad students are and how little inhibitions they have and how there are virtually no obstacles to fucking them (EG, if you are living with your girlfriend, that just means you can't go back to your place). About how your female friends will have no qualms about fucking and sucking their attractive male friends with no expectation of relationships or favors. About how women have no compunction about fucking their friends' boyfriends and husbands.

 

tldr: Women will do anything to get with the right guy, they will do anything FOR the right guy, all you have to do is BE the right guy.

 

Older women, younger women; All-American beauties, skanks, sluts, and street punks; country girls and city girls; Jewish girls and Catholic girls; friends or enemies. . .

Whether they're in a relationship, or you are in a relationship . . . if they just met you or they almost married your brother . . . whether they are too young or too old . . . if you happen to be in a public place . . . whether they know your fucking name, whether they have no contraception, whether they have diseases, if they are soon-to-be-former best friends with your wife, NONE OF THAT SHIT MATTERS.

Women are animals. Thank God for that.

If you want more shocking tales of the depraved things women will let you do to them, here you go.