Horrors of the Beach
Posted May 18, 2013 by anonymous | 508 views | 2 comments
I was a huge sex addict, although I was 9 months free during my school year. Was. I went to the beach the other day (the one no one but I go to), there were a bunch of kids from out of town. I ignored them, and laid in my spot tanning and reading. A few minutes later, I started hearing these moans coming from one of the girls. Those moans were an extreme turn on, you have no idea. I was half tempted to walk over to "get something from my car." A gang bang! The girl was in the sexiest pose I had ever seen, and one of the guys had winked at me (I was looking pretty fine in my bikini, I have to say.) I ignored them and walked back, thinking I was better than that. Oh my God, I can't stop thinking about sex a week later. I'm on the edge of breaking. I don't care what the preacher says, it's wayyyyy too tough. HELP.
Commented May 29, 2013 by anonymous
... You just had a once in a lifetime chance. AND YOU MISSED IT. That was a fucking porno moment in life... and you MISSED IT. Fuck church, being a sex addict is only as bad as being a weed addict. They don't send weed addicts to hell, do they? No. Get a one night stand for God's sake. Live your life a little instead of torturing yourself.
Commented May 18, 2013 by anonymous
You SHOULDN'T care what your preacher says! It's their job to convince you that you're morally unfit, so he's an unreliable source. Was he the one who defined you as a "sex addict"? Even if you were, having sex once doesn't mean you're going to go back to your old ways. You're gonna have to get some sometime and now is as good a time as any!!!