This situation is a little crazy. I am not asking for advice. I am not asking you to believe me. I just feel the need to tell someone.
This story starts about five years ago, I would guess. At that time, I would have been 30 years old. I had started running a weekly RPG game for my neighbor some other mutual friends, D&D-type stuff. My neighbor's teenage daughter and her friends joined the games which was fine by me since I manage large groups better than small groups.
Now, that daughter had two close friends who joined the group, and they were very attractive girls, about sixteen years old at the time. I will call these friends Thing1 and Thing2 (with a nod to Doctor Suess). Things 1 & 2 were nice enough girls if a little immature and hyper when they got together. These two were major jailbait, and they knew it. Thing 1 was a petite but cruvy half-asian and half-white brunette. Thing 2 was a svelte and striking red head. As they aged, they just kept getting hotter. When they went out together, they would dress all goth with stockings and makeup. Men would stare or try to pick them up frequently.
I was always on my best behavior around any teenagers. I never stared. I never made inuendo nor told dirty jokes. I sure as heck never touched them. They were, however, frequent subjects of my masturbation fantasies.
Time passed. I stayed friends with the neighbors, but the Things passed out of my life. Thing 1 got a scholarship and moved away to attend college immediately after graduating high school. Thing 2 had some type of falling out with my teenage neighbor, but I don't know the details. The point is that she stopped coming around.
During those years, I was struggling with what I came to realize is a pornography addiction. I was binging on porn. My marriage fell apart, and I joined a twelve step program. The program helped, but I was never able to kick the habbit. I was feeling incredible guilt about that, so I quit the program after three years of no progress (no one who had stuck with this program that long had failed to kick the habbit except me). Now, I am better. I have refocused on cutting back instead of quitting entirely. I have stopped binging. I have a new wife, and I feel a lot better.
A couple of weeks ago, I was getting my daily porn fix when I saw something shocking. I know I've consumed too much porn when I start recognizing people I know, like girls from my high school. This has happened twice in my life, most recently two weeks ago. Oh yes, I was browsing one of those naughty websites when I stumbled across a photograph of none other than Miss Thing 1. She was looking really hot too. I was not the pnly person who thought this as the photo had been favorited over a thousand times. She wasn't nude nor doing the deed; she was just looking sexy when phtographing herself in front of a mirror, probably to send to some dude she was dating. Those old fantasies came back with a vengence.
No, I will not post a link because it is from one of those sites on which FreeOnes frowns.
So, I coped. I banged my wife. I masturbated. I prayed. I don't recall in which order I did those things, but I got it out of my system -- mostly.
Then one week ago, I show up at my job, and I hear some new chic call my name. Holy smokes, it's Miss Thing 2! She got a job at the place where I have been working for two years. I will being seeing her at least one a week for however long we both keep our jobs. Yes, she looks pretty good too, though she doesn't wear the goth outfits to work (thank heavens for me).
The sexual frustartion I felt was nuts. My nuts are nuts! ...and that's my story.
This story starts about five years ago, I would guess. At that time, I would have been 30 years old. I had started running a weekly RPG game for my neighbor some other mutual friends, D&D-type stuff. My neighbor's teenage daughter and her friends joined the games which was fine by me since I manage large groups better than small groups.
Now, that daughter had two close friends who joined the group, and they were very attractive girls, about sixteen years old at the time. I will call these friends Thing1 and Thing2 (with a nod to Doctor Suess). Things 1 & 2 were nice enough girls if a little immature and hyper when they got together. These two were major jailbait, and they knew it. Thing 1 was a petite but cruvy half-asian and half-white brunette. Thing 2 was a svelte and striking red head. As they aged, they just kept getting hotter. When they went out together, they would dress all goth with stockings and makeup. Men would stare or try to pick them up frequently.
I was always on my best behavior around any teenagers. I never stared. I never made inuendo nor told dirty jokes. I sure as heck never touched them. They were, however, frequent subjects of my masturbation fantasies.
Time passed. I stayed friends with the neighbors, but the Things passed out of my life. Thing 1 got a scholarship and moved away to attend college immediately after graduating high school. Thing 2 had some type of falling out with my teenage neighbor, but I don't know the details. The point is that she stopped coming around.
During those years, I was struggling with what I came to realize is a pornography addiction. I was binging on porn. My marriage fell apart, and I joined a twelve step program. The program helped, but I was never able to kick the habbit. I was feeling incredible guilt about that, so I quit the program after three years of no progress (no one who had stuck with this program that long had failed to kick the habbit except me). Now, I am better. I have refocused on cutting back instead of quitting entirely. I have stopped binging. I have a new wife, and I feel a lot better.
A couple of weeks ago, I was getting my daily porn fix when I saw something shocking. I know I've consumed too much porn when I start recognizing people I know, like girls from my high school. This has happened twice in my life, most recently two weeks ago. Oh yes, I was browsing one of those naughty websites when I stumbled across a photograph of none other than Miss Thing 1. She was looking really hot too. I was not the pnly person who thought this as the photo had been favorited over a thousand times. She wasn't nude nor doing the deed; she was just looking sexy when phtographing herself in front of a mirror, probably to send to some dude she was dating. Those old fantasies came back with a vengence.
No, I will not post a link because it is from one of those sites on which FreeOnes frowns.
So, I coped. I banged my wife. I masturbated. I prayed. I don't recall in which order I did those things, but I got it out of my system -- mostly.
Then one week ago, I show up at my job, and I hear some new chic call my name. Holy smokes, it's Miss Thing 2! She got a job at the place where I have been working for two years. I will being seeing her at least one a week for however long we both keep our jobs. Yes, she looks pretty good too, though she doesn't wear the goth outfits to work (thank heavens for me).
The sexual frustartion I felt was nuts. My nuts are nuts! ...and that's my story.
