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Worth getting an escort to lose the V-card?
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I dont think its a good idea,most of the problems related to virginity are not physycal but emotional,and by going with an escort you solve the physycal one but you increase the emotional ones.
Going with escort is fine when you are old or lazy but losing your v-card with one will cut your self-confidence and for the rest of your life you'll be sad about sabotating one of your most importat moments ever.
I think its better to have sex with an average girl interested in you and increase your targets quality later rather than faking to get hotties.
Going with escort is fine when you are old or lazy but losing your v-card with one will cut your self-confidence and for the rest of your life you'll be sad about sabotating one of your most importat moments ever.
I think its better to have sex with an average girl interested in you and increase your targets quality later rather than faking to get hotties.
MisterMcGee
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Sometimes its simply having the card that bugs some guys. Once you get the first out of the way, its like a burden is gone. Not emotionally, but socially.
However, since that's the case, why don't you just fvck the HB6 that's into you? Or go to a bar and get with the HB6 that's eyeing you? Lower your standards for the first one and the first one only.
Makes more sense to me.
However, since that's the case, why don't you just fvck the HB6 that's into you? Or go to a bar and get with the HB6 that's eyeing you? Lower your standards for the first one and the first one only.
Makes more sense to me.
Tpants
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My first time was in my early 20s with a cute little prostitute with short blonde hair, while on holiday in Paris.
A bunch of us walked around the red light district checking out the pros. They stood in the doorways dressed in short skirts so you could pick and choose. I was the only one who went through with it. My buddies went to a bar.
I went back to the building where the blonde was, pointed at her, and we went upstairs. On the landing an old lady came out of a doorway and demanded money. I indicated I didn't want sex with the old lady (I don't speak French. This was all sign language). No, the blonde said, the old lady wants rent. So I held out a bunch of Francs and the old lady took a pile of them.
Then we went to the blonde's room and I stood like an idiot. I didn't know what to do. She told me to drop my pants and come over to the washbasin. There she washed my dikk in warm soapy water. I was so nervous I didn't have much of a hard-on, so she gave it a few strokes to get it nice and hard.
She led me to the bed and made me lie on my back. Then she climbed on me and bounced up and down. I tried hard not to come so I could get my money's worth, but it didn't take long. She got off and told me to put my pants on. Meanwhile she sat on the bidet and flushed herself out. She seemed to get much more pleasure from washing herself on the bidet than from me, which annoyed me quite a bit. I forget if I paid her or the old lady on the way out, but it cost quite a bit. (No condoms. It was 1973, pre-AIDS.)
It was quite a depressing experience in a way -- very businesslike, no emotion or fun at all. I think shaunuk summed it up best -- technically I was no longer a virgin, but I wasn't any closer to being a lover. Nothing much had changed. As SoSuave points out, it's your inner game that's important, and for me it was probably a backwards step because I knew I had to pay for sex rather than earn it via DJ skills. Still, it was an interesting experience, although I haven't used prostitutes since.
It wasn't my only first that day. I walked back to my buddies who were getting royally drunk at some dive bar nearby. They had bought a chicken takeaway and were sharing it with a French-speaking West African. They had got to the stage where everybody was best buddies with everybody else. I walked in and they introduced me and the African stood up and gave me a big slobbery drunken kiss right on the lips. I am a white South African so you can imagine it was a bit of a shock to me. Anyway we all got on well and finished the chicken and parted the best of friends.
So, first time sex with a woman, and first (and only) kiss on the lips from a man, all on the same day.
A bunch of us walked around the red light district checking out the pros. They stood in the doorways dressed in short skirts so you could pick and choose. I was the only one who went through with it. My buddies went to a bar.
I went back to the building where the blonde was, pointed at her, and we went upstairs. On the landing an old lady came out of a doorway and demanded money. I indicated I didn't want sex with the old lady (I don't speak French. This was all sign language). No, the blonde said, the old lady wants rent. So I held out a bunch of Francs and the old lady took a pile of them.
Then we went to the blonde's room and I stood like an idiot. I didn't know what to do. She told me to drop my pants and come over to the washbasin. There she washed my dikk in warm soapy water. I was so nervous I didn't have much of a hard-on, so she gave it a few strokes to get it nice and hard.
She led me to the bed and made me lie on my back. Then she climbed on me and bounced up and down. I tried hard not to come so I could get my money's worth, but it didn't take long. She got off and told me to put my pants on. Meanwhile she sat on the bidet and flushed herself out. She seemed to get much more pleasure from washing herself on the bidet than from me, which annoyed me quite a bit. I forget if I paid her or the old lady on the way out, but it cost quite a bit. (No condoms. It was 1973, pre-AIDS.)
It was quite a depressing experience in a way -- very businesslike, no emotion or fun at all. I think shaunuk summed it up best -- technically I was no longer a virgin, but I wasn't any closer to being a lover. Nothing much had changed. As SoSuave points out, it's your inner game that's important, and for me it was probably a backwards step because I knew I had to pay for sex rather than earn it via DJ skills. Still, it was an interesting experience, although I haven't used prostitutes since.
It wasn't my only first that day. I walked back to my buddies who were getting royally drunk at some dive bar nearby. They had bought a chicken takeaway and were sharing it with a French-speaking West African. They had got to the stage where everybody was best buddies with everybody else. I walked in and they introduced me and the African stood up and gave me a big slobbery drunken kiss right on the lips. I am a white South African so you can imagine it was a bit of a shock to me. Anyway we all got on well and finished the chicken and parted the best of friends.
So, first time sex with a woman, and first (and only) kiss on the lips from a man, all on the same day.
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I think if you have a lot of anxiety related to having sex for the first time, i totally support the idea, thats what I did when I was 19 btw...
All my friends were losing their V-Cards with their current girlfriends while I didnt had any girl since I was a mega-AFC at the time, so I just paid an escort to get over with the anxiety related to sex that I had...
After I was cooler with that I was able to have sex with girls I was enjoying doing it.
All my friends were losing their V-Cards with their current girlfriends while I didnt had any girl since I was a mega-AFC at the time, so I just paid an escort to get over with the anxiety related to sex that I had...
After I was cooler with that I was able to have sex with girls I was enjoying doing it.
Maxwell,
Its your choice, I can only speak from experience regarding excorts and losing your v-card.
I paid two hookers to lay me in two different E European cities. First time i walked out in complete regret. A year later i was disappointed in myself. It backfired, and shattered my confidence in myself... it felt like two steps back.
I learnt nothing from this apart from the fact that,
a)to them its all a business and I was nothing but a desperate customer with cash, and
b) you either blowed your load in a matter of minutes after which she tells me to dress and leave, or that I couldn't blow at all in the allocated 30 mins I paid for as hard as I tried.
I will tell you exactly how it works. I go upto the girl who has caught my eye at the bar or in front of her room (depending on where you are), they tell me a price, I agree and they lead you in. They close the door, and ask for the cash. Then they ask I go in the bathroom, undress and have a shower whilst they count the cash and then make the bed.
They ask me lie down while they put the condomn on. They start giving you a tired, robotic bj, and then when your in the slightest hard, go cowgirl. Then they get on all fours. Then they lie on their backs and watch you fcuk. This happened both times. Its like a routine, no emotion, no thrills nothing.
If you blow, they tell you to have a shower if you want, get dressed in the other room and leave. If you don't blow before the clock strikes 30 mins, they tell you to stop, have a shower if you want, get dressed in the other room and leave. They then get ready for their next customer.
I tried talking to them the second time round. She was from a middle class family. Glamorous looking. Educated, intelligent. She said its a well paid job, thats why all the the girls do it. Their husbands are all working class builders or something. This was in East Europe. In developed countries like USA and UK, they are probably ghetto or foreign girls, very poor, little english, and being pimped.
Both times it backfired on me. I thought i was finally getting laid for the first time in ages, or 'gaining experience'. But as soon as she started sucking, I realised how desperate i had become. You walk out feeling unattractive and worthless. It drove me to this website.
You learn nothing; the 'sex' is rudderless and forgetable. You feel you have not conquered anything, you have not worked for the fcuk. You realise this is the sort of place filthy old men go, not young, aspiring and ambitious guys.
Of ALL the women you will shag in your life, you will never ever forget the person you lost it to. Save your v-card for someone who you want to always remember and never regret. Don't pay to lose it.
I lost it years ago to a beautiful liar who told me she was a virgin too. I don't remember the sex, or her beauty, I can only remember her lie.
V
Its your choice, I can only speak from experience regarding excorts and losing your v-card.
I paid two hookers to lay me in two different E European cities. First time i walked out in complete regret. A year later i was disappointed in myself. It backfired, and shattered my confidence in myself... it felt like two steps back.
I learnt nothing from this apart from the fact that,
a)to them its all a business and I was nothing but a desperate customer with cash, and
b) you either blowed your load in a matter of minutes after which she tells me to dress and leave, or that I couldn't blow at all in the allocated 30 mins I paid for as hard as I tried.
I will tell you exactly how it works. I go upto the girl who has caught my eye at the bar or in front of her room (depending on where you are), they tell me a price, I agree and they lead you in. They close the door, and ask for the cash. Then they ask I go in the bathroom, undress and have a shower whilst they count the cash and then make the bed.
They ask me lie down while they put the condomn on. They start giving you a tired, robotic bj, and then when your in the slightest hard, go cowgirl. Then they get on all fours. Then they lie on their backs and watch you fcuk. This happened both times. Its like a routine, no emotion, no thrills nothing.
If you blow, they tell you to have a shower if you want, get dressed in the other room and leave. If you don't blow before the clock strikes 30 mins, they tell you to stop, have a shower if you want, get dressed in the other room and leave. They then get ready for their next customer.
I tried talking to them the second time round. She was from a middle class family. Glamorous looking. Educated, intelligent. She said its a well paid job, thats why all the the girls do it. Their husbands are all working class builders or something. This was in East Europe. In developed countries like USA and UK, they are probably ghetto or foreign girls, very poor, little english, and being pimped.
Both times it backfired on me. I thought i was finally getting laid for the first time in ages, or 'gaining experience'. But as soon as she started sucking, I realised how desperate i had become. You walk out feeling unattractive and worthless. It drove me to this website.
You learn nothing; the 'sex' is rudderless and forgetable. You feel you have not conquered anything, you have not worked for the fcuk. You realise this is the sort of place filthy old men go, not young, aspiring and ambitious guys.
Of ALL the women you will shag in your life, you will never ever forget the person you lost it to. Save your v-card for someone who you want to always remember and never regret. Don't pay to lose it.
I lost it years ago to a beautiful liar who told me she was a virgin too. I don't remember the sex, or her beauty, I can only remember her lie.
V
bukowski_merit
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If you're saying that because you know that's very similar to the way bukowski lost his virginity - then you get a bigFuryguy said:
for even knowing that! hahaexcept i'm pretty sure him and his friend did a 2-for-1 deal for the hooker... "$20 for the two of you"
whatup, i havent posted here in a while but i have a couple things to add:
1.) if you DO choose to go with a hooker, i say screw it, go out with a bang and get 2 or even 3 to fúck you at the same time. thats a way to go out.
i lost my vcard to a 33yr old black mother in the ghetto similar to the woman from roadtrip. i have no regrets because it gives me and all my friends a good laugh. whats wrong with that? what im trying to say is the first time really isnt all that important (like i thought it was), and if you really do think its just in your head, id say go for it. not to mention, i was just recently involved in an orgy with multiple strippers (that i didnt pay for) and must say they gave the best dome and sex i have ever received in my life. so if shes suckin your díck after a while, make her stop because youll bust your nut asap.
1.) if you DO choose to go with a hooker, i say screw it, go out with a bang and get 2 or even 3 to fúck you at the same time. thats a way to go out.
i lost my vcard to a 33yr old black mother in the ghetto similar to the woman from roadtrip. i have no regrets because it gives me and all my friends a good laugh. whats wrong with that? what im trying to say is the first time really isnt all that important (like i thought it was), and if you really do think its just in your head, id say go for it. not to mention, i was just recently involved in an orgy with multiple strippers (that i didnt pay for) and must say they gave the best dome and sex i have ever received in my life. so if shes suckin your díck after a while, make her stop because youll bust your nut asap.
Some of these places offer a 3 hour service for people with little to no sexual experience, and possibly multiple people done at a luxury area (hotel, etc).
These places are quite expensive, but would they be worth the time / how do you think one would feel after?
((They claim to be "professionals" and able to handle someone who's a virgin, but who knows...they claim you're supposed to go out knowing the right way to "satisfy" a woman))
These places are quite expensive, but would they be worth the time / how do you think one would feel after?
((They claim to be "professionals" and able to handle someone who's a virgin, but who knows...they claim you're supposed to go out knowing the right way to "satisfy" a woman))
I got the idea after hearing the stories of others who'd used a prostitute to get rid of their virginity, many of whom said it was "liberating" and like "getting a load off your back," just to have the whole inexperience thing out of the way.
What I was doing clearly wasn't working, I decided to look into alternatives, and this was one of them.
I already felt unattractive and worthless, which drove me to this website. That was a year ago. Since then, I've mostly shed my AFC mindset, and vastly increased my confidence and social skills. I'm well liked by most of my peers, (I'm a University student) moderately good-looking, and (if it matters) a widely praised locally famous dancer. Yet, despite all this, still I'm getting nowhere with women. I can pull off mild kino, but when I try to escalate they disengage. I was sure I'd be able to lose it at Uni, but it isn't working out.
What I was doing clearly wasn't working, I decided to look into alternatives, and this was one of them.
Quite frankly, whether you hold a V-card or not is kind of pointless, losing it is not all that's cracked up to be. I'll give you an example and I bet you'll laugh.
I lost mine at the nice ripe age of 23. I was in Brazil at the time, and somehow I inexplicably scored one of the hottest Brazilian chicks I have ever had the pleasure of seeing (I say inexplicably because, at the time, I was hugely, uselessly AFC). She was 19, tight flesh in all the right places, beautiful face, long black hair, just the right tan... Man, she was hot as all hell. First date went well, second date the deal was closed.
You're thinking this is a "it happened to me, it can happen to you" story by now, right? Well, keep reading.
(You know when they say in this board that if a woman likes you, you don't really have to do that much? She got the hots for me somehow, and afterwards it was like the thing went on rails, no matter how useless I was back then).
Well, so we went to a hotel, mirror on the room ceiling and everything, and start making out, fiddling, I start undressing and notice that she's not doing that much (so I have to undress both of us). After that she lays down and... Stays there. Interesting. I get to work, kiss, tongue, suck here, bite there, fiddle, slap, yadda yadda, try here and there... I wasn't completely clueless, I mean, I knew what porn was, so while I obviously knew there's a big difference between porn and reality, I was at least passingly familiar with the different bits and pieces of the female anatomy.
Well, after 20 minutes of barely any response to anything I tried (the only way to get a response was to try and take a good look at her, she'd immediately cover herself), and responses to my tries at different kinds of talk ranging from monosyllables (and I don't mean "**** yes!", which wouldn't have been bad, more like "meh", "yes", "no", "hrm" and the like) to mere dismissive grunts, I decided it was enough and went for it. 20 minutes later I've gone flaccid because just going *squeak* *squeak* with a barely functional piece of unengaging warm flesh was a bit too puzzling for me.
She suggests we have a shower. We do that, I think "well, maybe she's noticed I'm not doing so great, I hope she helps", and I go at it again. The same scenario plays, except this time at least I finish. I had to check a couple of times because I wasn't sure if she had fallen asleep or had transcended to another plane or something. *Poke* Oh, she twitched, it's all good then.
After such a catastrophic failure, do you think the fact that I had lost my V-card helped any? Quite frankly, it hindered more than it helped.
Luckily several months later (almost a year, in fact) I met this petite French chic who liked me. I found out that a woman can be funny, engaging, responsive, patient, and absolutely wild in the sack all at the same time. And also found out that they can bite when excited. Nowhere near the Brazilian girl in the looks department, but you know what? Screw that, give me a wild petite Frenchwoman anytime. _That_ one did a lot more good for me than just losing the V-card with a frigid hottie (hows that for irony).
I lost mine at the nice ripe age of 23. I was in Brazil at the time, and somehow I inexplicably scored one of the hottest Brazilian chicks I have ever had the pleasure of seeing (I say inexplicably because, at the time, I was hugely, uselessly AFC). She was 19, tight flesh in all the right places, beautiful face, long black hair, just the right tan... Man, she was hot as all hell. First date went well, second date the deal was closed.
You're thinking this is a "it happened to me, it can happen to you" story by now, right? Well, keep reading.
(You know when they say in this board that if a woman likes you, you don't really have to do that much? She got the hots for me somehow, and afterwards it was like the thing went on rails, no matter how useless I was back then).
Well, so we went to a hotel, mirror on the room ceiling and everything, and start making out, fiddling, I start undressing and notice that she's not doing that much (so I have to undress both of us). After that she lays down and... Stays there. Interesting. I get to work, kiss, tongue, suck here, bite there, fiddle, slap, yadda yadda, try here and there... I wasn't completely clueless, I mean, I knew what porn was, so while I obviously knew there's a big difference between porn and reality, I was at least passingly familiar with the different bits and pieces of the female anatomy.
Well, after 20 minutes of barely any response to anything I tried (the only way to get a response was to try and take a good look at her, she'd immediately cover herself), and responses to my tries at different kinds of talk ranging from monosyllables (and I don't mean "**** yes!", which wouldn't have been bad, more like "meh", "yes", "no", "hrm" and the like) to mere dismissive grunts, I decided it was enough and went for it. 20 minutes later I've gone flaccid because just going *squeak* *squeak* with a barely functional piece of unengaging warm flesh was a bit too puzzling for me.
She suggests we have a shower. We do that, I think "well, maybe she's noticed I'm not doing so great, I hope she helps", and I go at it again. The same scenario plays, except this time at least I finish. I had to check a couple of times because I wasn't sure if she had fallen asleep or had transcended to another plane or something. *Poke* Oh, she twitched, it's all good then.
After such a catastrophic failure, do you think the fact that I had lost my V-card helped any? Quite frankly, it hindered more than it helped.
Luckily several months later (almost a year, in fact) I met this petite French chic who liked me. I found out that a woman can be funny, engaging, responsive, patient, and absolutely wild in the sack all at the same time. And also found out that they can bite when excited. Nowhere near the Brazilian girl in the looks department, but you know what? Screw that, give me a wild petite Frenchwoman anytime. _That_ one did a lot more good for me than just losing the V-card with a frigid hottie (hows that for irony).
I got one when I was 19 years old. Dropped down hundred bucks. It all happened so fast because I was calling like 50 numbers from craigslist to see who would do it in my car. I didn't know who said they would do it in the car for 100 dollars so I was crossing my fingers hoping she was hot LOL.
She actually came and it was this black HB8-9. One of the best faces I'v seen yet.(and I don't even like black girls taht much) She had an ass, but no boobs :/ . Anyways, I ended up backing out of the sex. I got a handjob and we just had an intense make out sesh. That itself was groundbreaking to me because before this making out was the furthest I gone with a girl(first base)
A year later, I hooked up with a HB5 at a house party and lost my v card at our 2nd meeting lol. It was the first weekend after my 21st birthday lol. I'm really glad I pulled out of the pros a year ago though. But really man, just keep working on this and get with a HB5(average body, bad face). Especially in college, things happen so fast. Every year i am like a totally different person(because of the stuff I learn from this site in practice). With what you said in OP, I am sure things will work out. Just keep approaching girls and follow everything you learned in this site.
She actually came and it was this black HB8-9. One of the best faces I'v seen yet.(and I don't even like black girls taht much) She had an ass, but no boobs :/ . Anyways, I ended up backing out of the sex. I got a handjob and we just had an intense make out sesh. That itself was groundbreaking to me because before this making out was the furthest I gone with a girl(first base)
A year later, I hooked up with a HB5 at a house party and lost my v card at our 2nd meeting lol. It was the first weekend after my 21st birthday lol. I'm really glad I pulled out of the pros a year ago though. But really man, just keep working on this and get with a HB5(average body, bad face). Especially in college, things happen so fast. Every year i am like a totally different person(because of the stuff I learn from this site in practice). With what you said in OP, I am sure things will work out. Just keep approaching girls and follow everything you learned in this site.
You must be really AFC then if you cannot go from "that cool dancer guy" to sexual partner. Work on that and you'll get laid easily. Honestly, if you're seen as "that cool dancer guy" then it should be easy for you to get laid. I'd be willing to bet that all them girls think you're definitely not a virgin and has had/is having plenty of sex.Maxwell said:
It should be easy, but for some reason it isn't.Smack said:
I have no trouble approaching, and if I'm rejected (as I have been every time so far) I'm usually pretty good and dismissing it and moving on to the next cutie around undeterrred. About 90% of them say they have BFs, and the other 10% barely respond to my advances; they always move on if I try to escalate from mild arm/shoulder kino to waist/hair/neck/face kino.
lol i lost mine to an escort too, she was pregnant (she had a massive prego belly) and on cocaine (she kept sniffling and touching her nose like she had just done a line), and was pretty funny i couldnt keep it up and eventully time ran out but it still makes for a funny story