I was doing a course to get a free first-aid certificate, one of the many useless things that I do to get out of the house or try to get a job or meet people (and coming home hurt, empty-handed and disappointed every time, I always reach the same conclusion: going outside is a mistake). Along the other people, there was a tall young foid that I know from my city, because I used to follow her on Instagram when I had an account. She's much taller than me, from one of her stories I found out that she's 180 cm tall. Despite this, she has an attractive body with a slim waist and medium sized tits, and she was wearing a low cut shirt. At some point she had to bend down to do the chest thrusts on the mannequin for the CPR, and so I positioned myself in a way that would give me the best view of her tits.
So, why did I make this thread? It's not about me staring at a foid's breast, which, after all, was my favorite passtime in high school, and I have plenty such stories. It's about what I felt there, actually seeing boobs (or rather just their top side from a cleavage) in real life, and the sad implications of what we're all missing out on.
It's NOTHING like seeing it on a screen. This foid wasn't as hot as the ones I jerk off to online, yet it felt 1000 times more erotic. And mind you, it was just from watching, something that I can also do through screens, so Imagine how intense it must feel for something that I can't, like touching and more.
I can't imagine it. This made me realize that I'll never get close to even guessing what real sex must physically feel like. Something that is so common and normal for other people, but so alien to me.
I have never touched a female. I have never seen a female's body if not through clothes and from a big distance. I caught a glimpse, a 0.0000000001% of what Chad might experience every day, and it broke my mind. I think that if a girl loved me and held my hand, or if I actually got to have sex, my brain would short-circuit. It's been used for decades to not feeling nor experiencing anything.
The feeling is so different from porn. It's probably also different from escortcelling, for those who were dumb enough to try it. As incels, we've never experienced emotions that exist within us. There's probably areas of our brains dedicated to them, that have never been activated. I want to know what it's like, I'm dying to know, but I never will.
So, why did I make this thread? It's not about me staring at a foid's breast, which, after all, was my favorite passtime in high school, and I have plenty such stories. It's about what I felt there, actually seeing boobs (or rather just their top side from a cleavage) in real life, and the sad implications of what we're all missing out on.
It's NOTHING like seeing it on a screen. This foid wasn't as hot as the ones I jerk off to online, yet it felt 1000 times more erotic. And mind you, it was just from watching, something that I can also do through screens, so Imagine how intense it must feel for something that I can't, like touching and more.
I can't imagine it. This made me realize that I'll never get close to even guessing what real sex must physically feel like. Something that is so common and normal for other people, but so alien to me.
I have never touched a female. I have never seen a female's body if not through clothes and from a big distance. I caught a glimpse, a 0.0000000001% of what Chad might experience every day, and it broke my mind. I think that if a girl loved me and held my hand, or if I actually got to have sex, my brain would short-circuit. It's been used for decades to not feeling nor experiencing anything.
The feeling is so different from porn. It's probably also different from escortcelling, for those who were dumb enough to try it. As incels, we've never experienced emotions that exist within us. There's probably areas of our brains dedicated to them, that have never been activated. I want to know what it's like, I'm dying to know, but I never will.
