ethnic_coper67
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I cannot be the only one who realized this after ascending. Back when I was 15/16 yr old virgin, I used to think that passing the v-card threshold and entering a foid would literally transport my consciousness to another dimension of pure euphoria. Absolutely not true. It is nothing like the movies or porn hype.
Real-life intercourse is a logistical nightmare. You have to constantly manage your pace, switch positions, worry about her angle, and calibrate whether she's actually getting off or just faking it. The entire dynamic feels awkward, unnatural, and high-effort for minimal reward. You can get the same physical feeling from a pocket puss.
I’ve hit a lay count of 12 at this point, and every single time, the actual event is mid as fuck in real time. The funniest part? I’ll literally jack off later to the idea of what happened or the physical memory of her fluids on my cock, because the mental fantasy completely mogs the reality.
I’ve had solo goon sessions that were genuinely 10x more euphoric than physical penetration. At this point, I would be completely fine if I never clapped cheeks again for the rest of my life and just stuck to solo sessions.
Is the sexual act itself an overhyped normie scam, or did my reward system just get completely fried from porn?
Real-life intercourse is a logistical nightmare. You have to constantly manage your pace, switch positions, worry about her angle, and calibrate whether she's actually getting off or just faking it. The entire dynamic feels awkward, unnatural, and high-effort for minimal reward. You can get the same physical feeling from a pocket puss.
I’ve hit a lay count of 12 at this point, and every single time, the actual event is mid as fuck in real time. The funniest part? I’ll literally jack off later to the idea of what happened or the physical memory of her fluids on my cock, because the mental fantasy completely mogs the reality.
I’ve had solo goon sessions that were genuinely 10x more euphoric than physical penetration. At this point, I would be completely fine if I never clapped cheeks again for the rest of my life and just stuck to solo sessions.
Is the sexual act itself an overhyped normie scam, or did my reward system just get completely fried from porn?
