I Have a Dangerously High Libido
All I want is reprieve from this infernal hunger.
All day, every day there's only one thing on my mind; sex. I'm constantly aroused, I'm constantly in pain. Not a pain like scraping your knee, or jamming your finger, but a pain that's so engulfing, a pain that encompasses your mind, body, and soul and leaves you powerless to the hunger. It's like an ache in my bones, in my cells, in my atoms, it's an ache that I can't take acetaminophen for. It's an ache that's only satiated with sex..and lots of it. This pain is so real that I can feel a difference in my breathing. My chest becomes heavy, I feel as if I can't breathe, and my body becomes heavy, almost like it knows that it wants to he thrown at someone to relieve me of my pain.
Of course, masturbation can take the edge off, but after the second or third round, your arms become weak, your hands cramp, and you don't have the strength to keep going. So you wait until you can start up again, and continue the cycle. Masturbation is nothing like the real thing, at all, and I'm sure I don't have to explain why.
Medication can sometimes help, but it feels like a bandaid, the wound is still there, it's just coated with gauze and ointment.
I've ruined so many relationships with my libido. I've never cheated, but I have drove my partner away by needing far too much sex and stimulation. It's always been funny to me how men say they want a nympho, but the moment they get one, they're intimidated and don't know what to do..they start hiding themselves and get incredibly emotional over any talks about sex or any advances. It's very peculiar.
I sometimes compare what I call hunger to that of a vampire..to crave human blood in such a way that it hurts, I understand that so well. I crave flesh so badly, I crave touch and release, depravity some days, and sadism every day. Masturbation is my equivalent to a vampire feeding on livestock, it'll suffice, but it's nothing like the real thing.
All day, every day there's only one thing on my mind; sex. I'm constantly aroused, I'm constantly in pain. Not a pain like scraping your knee, or jamming your finger, but a pain that's so engulfing, a pain that encompasses your mind, body, and soul and leaves you powerless to the hunger. It's like an ache in my bones, in my cells, in my atoms, it's an ache that I can't take acetaminophen for. It's an ache that's only satiated with sex..and lots of it. This pain is so real that I can feel a difference in my breathing. My chest becomes heavy, I feel as if I can't breathe, and my body becomes heavy, almost like it knows that it wants to he thrown at someone to relieve me of my pain.
Of course, masturbation can take the edge off, but after the second or third round, your arms become weak, your hands cramp, and you don't have the strength to keep going. So you wait until you can start up again, and continue the cycle. Masturbation is nothing like the real thing, at all, and I'm sure I don't have to explain why.
Medication can sometimes help, but it feels like a bandaid, the wound is still there, it's just coated with gauze and ointment.
I've ruined so many relationships with my libido. I've never cheated, but I have drove my partner away by needing far too much sex and stimulation. It's always been funny to me how men say they want a nympho, but the moment they get one, they're intimidated and don't know what to do..they start hiding themselves and get incredibly emotional over any talks about sex or any advances. It's very peculiar.
I sometimes compare what I call hunger to that of a vampire..to crave human blood in such a way that it hurts, I understand that so well. I crave flesh so badly, I crave touch and release, depravity some days, and sadism every day. Masturbation is my equivalent to a vampire feeding on livestock, it'll suffice, but it's nothing like the real thing.
31-35, F
