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Experiment How do you want to lose your virginity? How do you expect to lose it?

SmugMohito

SmugMohito

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It's very simple. Post how you dream of having sex for the first time and then post what will happen in reality.

Me?

I dream of having sex with an Aryan angel with tall blonde hair, a faint Russian accent, an athletic body, and an ass that would make your average black man scream DAYUM on a rainy afternoon at 6:00 PM. Our sex would go on for about thirty minutes with her goddess body making me cum so hard that I almost forget to record and then later post our sex to /r9k/ and /pol/. I had an entire dream like this so I wrote the sex (in detail) as a story.


How I expect to lose it: With that ugly 300lb black women in my grandma's neighborhood on my 25th birthday a week before I kill myself. I have an entire story for this too.
 
I want to lose it a girl that ı have relationship with,she must love me and me too her.

How ı except to lose it:I'll never lose it.
 
I want to lose it a girl that ı have relationship with,she must love me and me too her.

How ı except to lose it:I'll never lose it.

some guys are fine too
 
With my former counselor on her office's couch, nutting inside her and staying within her stinky walls for days, nutting repeatedly.

I expect, and know, I will die alone as a virgin.
 
With my former counselor on her office's couch, nutting inside her and staying within her stinky walls for days, nutting repeatedly.
I thought you said she was ugly and fat.
 
Want? Tomorrow with a thicc Latina, driving against her thighs like an epileptic, sending the clap of warm flesh soaring through the air.

Expect? If I'm lucky, maybe in a month or two missionary style and awkward, trying to think of screeching walls of noise and math problems so I don't cum inside a minute. If I'm somewhat lucky, this same thing within several months to a year. If I remain unlucky, somewhere past the distant future, inclusive of never.
 
Ideal: I'm at a raucous college party, and then I'm called over to do sex with some women.
Ideal: I make friends/associates in college, most of whom are women, and I get invited to some kind of sex party.
Ideal: I get asked to be some girl's amateur porn video. Also it's at college.
Ideal: I have a co-ed roommate in college. As we get comfortable around one another, the sexual tension mounts. It becomes a dance of "Is this too intimate for friends? Can I wear this around the apartment?" Until we finally make sex on one another.

Likely: If I'm not crushed by the weight of never achieving any of these ideals, but celibacy becomes unbearable... I dunno. Something would have to give. Maybe I would loosen my standards toward prostitution. I don't see it happening right now, but if something had to give?
 
If you expect to lose it you are not blackpilled
 
Want:
To my blonde teen jb gf whos also a virgin


Expect:
Probably to some old mid 20s prostitute if I ever become low inhib enough to hire one, Id try to hire a barely legal one tho if I had to resort to that
 
Another Ideal: Chilling with a small group of friends late at night at mine or someone dorm/apartment. We're all in college. And then the night turns to something sexual. Wouldn't have to be huge, not at first anyway. But we would break the ice. Like maybe she'd let me touch her somewhere erogenous. And then she'd ask to see my penis. Is this fantastic ideals? Because in my fantastic ideal I also have a respectably sized penis. The kind of penis that the people who enjoy seeing penises would like to see.
 
Want v.1: Losing it to another virgin on a quiet Sunday evening. It'll be awkward yet endearing
Want v.2: Tied face down over a table (her, not me)

Likely v.1: To some ghetto skank escort or stripper that's willing to do this for the price
Likely v.2: Some drunk, slobbering middle aged foid
 
Forget that dream stuff.

Two ways:

1) Asian girl at my college

2) Betabuxxing a Christmas Cake after I Japanmax (meaning learn Japanese and get a good job there)

There is nothing else for me.
 
Want: With a thicc blonde nordic girl with blue eyes. It would go on for more than 15 min.
Likely: With a too skinny or too fat girl with dyed black hair, pig nose and a terrible hygiene. It will be over after 5 mins and my ED will probably be present.
 
If she’s not a virgin too it doesn’t count
 
How I expect to lose it: at 35-40 with some bankrupt fat and wrinkly post-wall used up slut that's in dire need for a provider, who applies the starfish technique because exciting sex is for Chads only.

How I want to lose it: with my qt 18 yo virgin wife that looks like my first oneitis in a place far away from the rest of the world.
 
How I want: With a 5/10 girl I've had an interesting relationship with for a month or two.
How I will: With some 6/10 paid whore I'll most probably resort to in the next 1 to 2 years when I start wageslaving and move out of my dorm.
 
How I expect to lose it: With that ugly 300lb black women in my grandma's neighborhood on my 25th birthday a week before I kill myself. I have an entire story for this too.[/QUOTE]

I want to read that story.

Ideal: I want to lay next to a wheat field in the sunlight in July with a small platoon of aryan propaganda poster girls in embroidered traditional dresses, fucking flower crowns in their waist long, braided hair and no panties takes turns frantically riding my ever hard cock or fingering each other in frustration while waiting to have a go at me. I want them to desire me for some kind of great heroic achievement of unspecific nature. I want to stick my hands under their conservative garnments and hear them draw their breath loudly as l caress their perfect soft breasts. I want to finger fuck their little tight assholes until they come so hard that that they drool. I want them to make cute, suprised yelping noises as I roll over and pull them down under me, thrusting between their long, smooth legs, making their slender bodies bend backwards in orgasmic cramps from my huge dick hitting their g-spot. I want to hold them down as I press myself against their shivering bodies, filling them with my sperm as they hold their arms around me and wisper that they will love me forever and that I have the best dick in the world in a drunken haze of hormones. I want them to call me now and then afterwards, even after they have gotten married and ask me if they can come over. Ill let them if I have time.

Probable reality: I am 39, fairly fit and have long given up un any contact with women without monetary incentive. I probably have a beard. 55 year old very drunk woman starts hitting on me in some kind of establishment, perhaps a cruising ship and I follow her home or to her cabin, mesmerized by the attention. She looks older than her age and is very wrinkled from many years of chain smoking. She might or might not be wearing leopard tights. Her joint problems make sex slightly less energetic than it could have been but she is still imppressed by my relative vigour. Her breath is flammable and I try not to get to close to her face during the act for this reason. She will call me afterwards and ask if she can come over. I will let her and hate myself for it. I will eventually scare her away with my increasingly deviant political views, perhaps on purpose. My friends will laugh themselves to death.
 
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Want to? With the 8/10 hapa (half Filipina, half white) nurse (long black hair, dark brown skin, elegant Caucasian facial features, athletic body) who took my vitals at my doctor's appointment a few months ago. When she was taking my pulse, she said, "Wow, your wrist is smaller than mine" and then held hers out right next to mine to confirm the wristmogging. Then she giggled. In my fantasy, I'd be a 6'3" teen chad instead of the oldcel 5'7" hapa I am in real life. In my fantasy, I'd lose my virginity to that hot older nurse and brag about it to my social circle.

In reality? I'm past 30 and I've accepted the fact that the only way I'll lose my virginity is if I pay an escort for sex.
 
Another ideal occurred to me. Kind of a spinoff from my "sexual tension between friends" concept. I'd like her, on an impulse of passion, ask if she can come over to my place. Or if I can come over to her place and comfort her. And the tension mounts, and we have the sex. Also, we're both in college. Or at the latest, recently graduated?

We would have to be young. I remember my sister had a friend who, whenever she was stressed out by her parents or whatever, would come over and cry on my sister's shoulder. I wanna be that. But there's some conditions that need to be in play for this to work. Like we would have to be young. Not too young, but college age. Because after a certain age it's no longer mentally healthy to catch yourself up on hormonal outbursts. Or to be so dependent on someone that you need to be with them. This is why people after a certain age don't act like teenagers. And if they do, people are like "Something's wrong with this person, they're like a teenager."

Also, I would need to present a feeling of security for this girl. And it's not just my incelibate delusion or my toxic masculinity talking, it's other women talking. And surely no feminist worth her ears would say that another woman is wrong about anything, right? It's not me, it's other women saying that they prefer men who are tall and masculine, because they make them feel safe. Protected. For all the work we've done for feminine autonomy and rejecting this subservience to men, there are WOMEN telling MEN "No no, you're just not putting me in my place well enough." And I have to agree with them. If I stand a whole head shorter than they are, we're both making fools of ourselves if I'm supposed to try and cradle her comparatively towering mass. This is not a man comforting his woman. This is a boy TRYING, if he can, to comfort, like, his mom, I guess. Not the same dynamic. This is at the root of why women don't like short men.
 
With a human female; I don't.
 
I see a single guest listed here. There's no way that's a human guest. Right?

If I can bear my soul for a little longer here, and maybe even run afoul of the majority opinion, another fantasy of mine came about around when I was 26/27. Now me, I don't believe kids should be allowed to have sex. People will say "Oh, but the average age" but there's a lot of things teenagers commonly do. That doesn't mean those things are right. So when people say "If you haven't lost your virginity by the time you're 18 something's wrong" I don't necessarily agree. But 26 or 27, that's when I did start to consider myself late to the virginity losing game. I had recently gotten out of college so maybe I was just spooked that, now that I was out of college, I was away from the kind of culture and community that I could've lost my virginity in. And I was thinking "Oh boy, I shoulda dropped this virginity thing while I had the best shot at it."

I considered maybe re-enrolling. Just to have a reason to be there. And from that, a fantasy ideal emerged. I fantasized that maybe a girl, or a girl and her friends, would find me attractive and be interested in me. And you hear all these incels lamenting how their friends are always talking about sex and how they're afraid to admit that they're a virgin. But me, in my fantasy, during one of these sex talks that friends are apparently always having, I would be asked about my sexual experience or something. Or some opportunity would come up where I could say "I wouldn't know, I'm a virgin. Yes, at my age." And this girl, or these girls, would be thinking and/or saying "Wow, you're a virgin? Surely not by choice, you're so attractive how is that possible?" And maybe they wanna get this rectified. Get me "initiated." And maybe they wanna be the ones to do it.

And for a while I thought this was realistic, me being a rare virgin gem for nasty women to corrupt. But eventually I understood that that's not how women are. And that's not just me talking, that's other women. I've read countless testimonials on this. Best case, a male virgin lacks the experience necessary to successfully sex a woman properly. Women prefer men with experience, who know what they're doing under the hood. And the older you are, the more experience they expect from you. Worst case? Something's wrong with you if you're a male virgin. You're not a rare gem. You're an unwanted piece of coal. Because why wouldn't you have had sex by now, if not by choice? If you've been trying, and failing, it must be because something is unsavory about you. You're probably one of them incels you hear about.

Not like female virgins. I'm not saying men don't enjoy a woman who knows how to take it up to the tonsils, but where a virgin man has zero appeal, virgin women have appeal. And I don't mean in a wholesome way either. Even we degenerates can appreciate virgin women, and it has nothing to do with John Green and his dumbass cereal analogies. But virgin men, the only sexual value they have is to pedophiles, and maybe as an offering in some kind of heathen sex ritual. And I'm too old to shotamax at this point.
 
post our sex to /r9k/ and /pol/
02f
You sound obsessed
 
Ideal: I'm at a raucous college party, and then I'm called over to do sex with some women.
Ideal: I make friends/associates in college, most of whom are women, and I get invited to some kind of sex party.
Ideal: I get asked to be some girl's amateur porn video. Also it's at college.
Ideal: I have a co-ed roommate in college. As we get comfortable around one another, the sexual tension mounts. It becomes a dance of "Is this too intimate for friends? Can I wear this around the apartment?" Until we finally make sex on one another.
Daily reminder that Chad has experienced all four
 
Daily reminder that Chad has experienced all four

Speaking of experiences specific to men who make women feel safe and comfortable, there was another fantasy I had. It's not strictly related to sex so maybe it doesn't count, but in that case let's say this thing happens after the sex: I'd like the girl I had sex with to wear my clothes. Or steal my clothes. Because maybe we're that close.

You hear about this "problem" men have where their girlfriends steal their hoodies. It's kind of a meme. Not really a "problem" per se, just a cute, playful thing that happens between people who like each other. And there's a significance in today's culture to wearing your boyfriend's big shirt or hoodie. Maybe even his boxers. Some women say the smell reminds them of "him." Some women wear it as a badge of "Look who I'm shacked up with. A dude!" It's like he's with you, even though he's not. And I think, ah, I'd like to be there for someone like that. I want to be wanted.

But this can't happen to me for two reasons: I'm short, and I'm old. Me being of the wee folk, my clothes are too small for her to wear "ironically." If not too small to wear at all. The whole conceit to "The Boyfriend Jacket/Hoodie" is that it's supposed to be too big for you. Big enough to hug you like he's hugging you. If I was to ever be with anyone, we would have to settle for the inverse. Her hoodie would have to hug me. And we just aren't there as a society yet. Some other cuck can be the social justice pioneer to trademark "The Girlfriend Hoodie," but probably not me.

And then the old part. These "teehee aren't I a scamp for stealing your shirt" games are for people of a certain age. And I'm not of the game playing age anymore. To play games at my age is atypical and probably the sign of someone not well in the head. And I'm not well in the head. But you see my point? People my age shouldn't and aren't expected to play games. A woman my age is self-sufficient enough to wanna wear her own clothes, and also not wanna wear my clothes. A woman my age has come to the realization that "The Boyfriend Hoodie" doesn't actually look good and isn't meant to, it's just meant to make people think "Her boyfriend must own that hoodie." If a woman my age wants to show off that she's hitched, she shows off a ring. I missed the time for kid games.
 
probably never until i pay for it
 
I honestly, no exaggeration, don't even want to, with this body. I'm dying celibate.
 
I'm not a fan of the channel, but I saw this video once and it stuck with me. It's not incel delusion that tells me It's Over. It's this video, comparing the tropes and traditions of dating in your 20s, vs. dating in your 30s. Now I'm in my 40s, so what does that mean for me?



Look at the 30 year olds. Look at that frigid spinster bitch. Look at her sloppy, dickless, soulless fucking Jon Bernthal with diabetes waste of skin boyfriend. Fuck those two. And fuck the people in the comments encouraging this kind of emptiness of personality. Apparently some people can't wait to stop having fun and be senior fucking citizens. This video was amongst the bitterest of the pills I've ever swallowed.
 
Im in a post apolypctic war. Im lying down in bed with this hot foid i constructed based on a facebook pic i saw years ago. We end up together in order to survive. She starta grinding on me and sex ensures
 
The body I inhabit, my vessel, my corpse, my prison. It is disgusting, weak, and pathetic. Ugly. Not made for sex, not destined to know intimacy, really, not made for anything at all, it was not meant to be, I should have instead died a weak child before I developed fully, as it would have been in nature. I'll never try to ascend, I know it is futile, I am nowhere near enough of a fool to think otherwise, and even if by true divine intervention, a foid was sent down from the heavens, solely to have sex with me, I would decline, for I could not enjoy it in the slightest, knowing my hideous form. Uglyness in body and face is bad enough, but the true killer... sex, with a small dick? Eh, it's pointless. No point. Done, finished. Sex is genuinely pointless with a small dick. Living as a male is pointless, with a small dick. You could make me a 10/10 chad in every other area and I still wouldn't try to attract a woman, with this fundamental, irredeemable fatal flaw. :feelsrope:
 
My fantasy of having sex with my roommate, I think comes from an episode of Undergrads I caught a glimpse of one late night. When I was young enough to still feel my penis. This scene in particular had me wishing I could experience something similar. The scene that starts here. If the timestamp works.

 
Speaking of experiences specific to men who make women feel safe and comfortable, there was another fantasy I had. It's not strictly related to sex so maybe it doesn't count, but in that case let's say this thing happens after the sex: I'd like the girl I had sex with to wear my clothes. Or steal my clothes. Because maybe we're that close.

You hear about this "problem" men have where their girlfriends steal their hoodies. It's kind of a meme. Not really a "problem" per se, just a cute, playful thing that happens between people who like each other. And there's a significance in today's culture to wearing your boyfriend's big shirt or hoodie. Maybe even his boxers. Some women say the smell reminds them of "him." Some women wear it as a badge of "Look who I'm shacked up with. A dude!" It's like he's with you, even though he's not. And I think, ah, I'd like to be there for someone like that. I want to be wanted.

But this can't happen to me for two reasons: I'm short, and I'm old. Me being of the wee folk, my clothes are too small for her to wear "ironically." If not too small to wear at all. The whole conceit to "The Boyfriend Jacket/Hoodie" is that it's supposed to be too big for you. Big enough to hug you like he's hugging you. If I was to ever be with anyone, we would have to settle for the inverse. Her hoodie would have to hug me. And we just aren't there as a society yet. Some other cuck can be the social justice pioneer to trademark "The Girlfriend Hoodie," but probably not me.

And then the old part. These "teehee aren't I a scamp for stealing your shirt" games are for people of a certain age. And I'm not of the game playing age anymore. To play games at my age is atypical and probably the sign of someone not well in the head. And I'm not well in the head. But you see my point? People my age shouldn't and aren't expected to play games. A woman my age is self-sufficient enough to wanna wear her own clothes, and also not wanna wear my clothes. A woman my age has come to the realization that "The Boyfriend Hoodie" doesn't actually look good and isn't meant to, it's just meant to make people think "Her boyfriend must own that hoodie." If a woman my age wants to show off that she's hitched, she shows off a ring. I missed the time for kid games.
That grilfriend wearing her guys hoodie thing really got me in the feelings becaise I was just having an imagination where my fake gf wore my shirt and looked cute in it.
And maybe she is wearing my hoodie on campus and some other guys see it and come up to me and say "damn dude your really jitting that? Awesome"
That way im getting validation from both females and males.
 
That grilfriend wearing her guys hoodie thing really got me in the feelings becaise I was just having an imagination where my fake gf wore my shirt and looked cute in it.
And maybe she is wearing my hoodie on campus and some other guys see it and come up to me and say "damn dude your really jitting that? Awesome"
That way im getting validation from both females and males.

My mistake, older women do sometimes wear the clothes of a man. But not in the same way. A woman might, say, wear one of her husband's work shirts, but only around the house. In lieu of other clothes. As a way of saying "Hey let's have sex maybe." But that's not the same dynamic. I mean wear my clothes out in public. My clothes that are too big for her and look terrible on her but she wears them anyway because it's socially acceptable for her to do that when she's young and baggy bum clothes are acceptable. Not something a woman of a certain age and certain self-respect does. It's kid games and adults don't play them.
 
some 20-21 year old girl who only had like a partner or two, and is just charming enough for you to want to be with her. it happens spontaneously and in a non-degenerate way after we've dated for a while. some forest or field setting would make it truly amazing, really drive home the non-degenerate and wholesome and natural aspect.

in reality i probably won't lose it, i hate this century's whores
 
SEA or escorting still work within the guidelines of the blackpill

What is SEA? I tried looking it up on the wiki but couldn't find it.
 
Ideal: to some average looking chubby nerdy Becky
Ideal 2: at some college party to two thots
Ideal3: some pornstar at a convention where we hit it off pretty well

Reality: to some 4.5/10 black backpage prostitute(which had actually happened)
 
Want: with a smart virgin becky gf
Mid tier expectation: with a post wall gf
Most possible expectation: with a used up stacy prostitute
 
A hooker that have a lot of experience, maybe a special plan for virgins to lose it comfortably
 
How I'd lose it: State-Assigned GF under Marxist-Rodgerist regime.
 

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