(verb)
To have such explosively wet, intense, and life-altering sex that it feels like you’re recreating a legendary historical event.
This occurs when a guy fingerblasts his girl so powerfully and precisely—then proceeds to lay the pipe and fuck her with the kind of impact that could split steel—forcing her to release an ungodly amount of squirt all over the floor, turning the bedroom into the Atlantic Ocean. Both parties are left soaked, speechless, disassociating in unison, and core memory’d.
She is the Titanic.
He is the iceberg.
He hit her with that main character dick—no warning, all impact—with precision, power, and passion so unrelenting it wrecked her beyond repair. Deadass Titanic’d that bitch—then offered his hoodie like a flotation device.
To have such explosively wet, intense, and life-altering sex that it feels like you’re recreating a legendary historical event.
This occurs when a guy fingerblasts his girl so powerfully and precisely—then proceeds to lay the pipe and fuck her with the kind of impact that could split steel—forcing her to release an ungodly amount of squirt all over the floor, turning the bedroom into the Atlantic Ocean. Both parties are left soaked, speechless, disassociating in unison, and core memory’d.
She is the Titanic.
He is the iceberg.
He hit her with that main character dick—no warning, all impact—with precision, power, and passion so unrelenting it wrecked her beyond repair. Deadass Titanic’d that bitch—then offered his hoodie like a flotation device.
Example 1:
Bro. Her bed’s in the middle of the room and I’m not even exaggerating—she straight up flooded the entire perimeter. It felt like we were lost at sea. She squirted a whole-ass ocean, and afterwards we walked around and splashed in it like two lunatics. I told her I couldn’t believe we were wading through it, and she goes, ‘I feel like I’m on the Titanic.’
…and that’s when ‘Titanic That Bitch’ was born.
Example 2:
She was riding me, both hands on the headboard like she was steering through a storm. Then came the moaning—loud like a siren—followed by the shaking, like the whole ship was going under—until she finally started squirting a full-blown tidal wave down my thighs and all over the bed. Titanic’d her from underneath like a rogue fucking iceberg with zero remorse.
Bro. Her bed’s in the middle of the room and I’m not even exaggerating—she straight up flooded the entire perimeter. It felt like we were lost at sea. She squirted a whole-ass ocean, and afterwards we walked around and splashed in it like two lunatics. I told her I couldn’t believe we were wading through it, and she goes, ‘I feel like I’m on the Titanic.’
…and that’s when ‘Titanic That Bitch’ was born.
Example 2:
She was riding me, both hands on the headboard like she was steering through a storm. Then came the moaning—loud like a siren—followed by the shaking, like the whole ship was going under—until she finally started squirting a full-blown tidal wave down my thighs and all over the bed. Titanic’d her from underneath like a rogue fucking iceberg with zero remorse.
by microdose_vibes June 10, 2025
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*Hallmarks of Titanic-ing That Bitch*
• Overwhelming and uncontrollable squirting—like the Hoover Dam got its back blown out.
• Furniture flooding or displacement—if the bed hasn’t migrated two feet, you didn’t Titanic shit.
• Crying, shaking, or laughing post-nut reactions—sometimes all three. At once.
• Towels deployed like FEMA relief.
• A full snack spread delivered like post-op care—electrolyte drinks, gummies, string cheese, a popsicle, maybe a Capri Sun.
• Nudity + hoodie combo—she’s naked except for your hoodie and the of what just went down.
• Unhinged laughter mid-cleanup—she’s wading through it like a survivor, still dripping, pointing at the puddle like “look what you did.”
• You look around and realize: the bed’s soaked, the floor’s a crime scene, and the only thing intact is the outline of her ass on your soul. Blessed.
• At least one moment where someone says “I think we broke the laws of physics.”
• The mutual agreement that you’re doing that shit again in 30 minutes.
• A statement like:
• “I don’t know what just happened”
• “I think I left my body.”
• “Did we just fuck through a portal?”
• “I saw my childhood bedroom”
• “I think my ancestors clapped”
*Hallmarks of Titanic-ing That Bitch*
• Overwhelming and uncontrollable squirting—like the Hoover Dam got its back blown out.
• Furniture flooding or displacement—if the bed hasn’t migrated two feet, you didn’t Titanic shit.
• Crying, shaking, or laughing post-nut reactions—sometimes all three. At once.
• Towels deployed like FEMA relief.
• A full snack spread delivered like post-op care—electrolyte drinks, gummies, string cheese, a popsicle, maybe a Capri Sun.
• Nudity + hoodie combo—she’s naked except for your hoodie and the of what just went down.
• Unhinged laughter mid-cleanup—she’s wading through it like a survivor, still dripping, pointing at the puddle like “look what you did.”
• You look around and realize: the bed’s soaked, the floor’s a crime scene, and the only thing intact is the outline of her ass on your soul. Blessed.
• At least one moment where someone says “I think we broke the laws of physics.”
• The mutual agreement that you’re doing that shit again in 30 minutes.
• A statement like:
• “I don’t know what just happened”
• “I think I left my body.”
• “Did we just fuck through a portal?”
• “I saw my childhood bedroom”
• “I think my ancestors clapped”
Example 1:
After I Titanic’d That Bitch and the waters finally settled—pre-aftercare—we were both walking around like two unqualified museum employees trying to preserve the scene of a disaster. She’s draped in a throw blanket, eyes glassy. I handed her a popsicle like it was CPR and said, ‘I think we need a mop.’She looked back and said, ‘Nah, we need a lifeboat.’
Example 2:
Sex was the impact. Aftercare is the rescue mission. He’s got one arm around her like Jack before the freeze.
She’s soaked, speechless, whispering, “What the hell was that?” He’s like, “Ikr. That was fucking incredible. Oh—and btw—we’re definitely doing that again in like 30 minutes.” She looks at him and goes, “I think I’m in love.”
You didn’t just lay pipe—you launched a wet-ass reenactment of a legendary historical event, and that is exactly how you Titanic that bitch straight into a chokehold. Congratulations, you just ruined her for everyone else with your god-tier dick. Now be a gentleman and hand her the hoodie.
After I Titanic’d That Bitch and the waters finally settled—pre-aftercare—we were both walking around like two unqualified museum employees trying to preserve the scene of a disaster. She’s draped in a throw blanket, eyes glassy. I handed her a popsicle like it was CPR and said, ‘I think we need a mop.’She looked back and said, ‘Nah, we need a lifeboat.’
Example 2:
Sex was the impact. Aftercare is the rescue mission. He’s got one arm around her like Jack before the freeze.
She’s soaked, speechless, whispering, “What the hell was that?” He’s like, “Ikr. That was fucking incredible. Oh—and btw—we’re definitely doing that again in like 30 minutes.” She looks at him and goes, “I think I’m in love.”
You didn’t just lay pipe—you launched a wet-ass reenactment of a legendary historical event, and that is exactly how you Titanic that bitch straight into a chokehold. Congratulations, you just ruined her for everyone else with your god-tier dick. Now be a gentleman and hand her the hoodie.
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