I Was Physically Addicted To Him And I Mistook It For Love

Anonymous Anonymous in Your Story on 2 June, 2018

I don't really want to reveal my name. This is for the person whom I loved truly. Many say love happens numerous times but I believe that true love happens only once. That's what happened to me. I used to be a girl who loved every little thing, who always knew how to have fun. I never really felt for somebody but I am a very horny person and I am not ashamed of it. I wasn't like this earlier but I became thirsty for physical love, rather I would say, I was made like this. I had sex at a very young age when I was only fifteen years old and I loved it.

But then I didn't have it until I found the guy for whom I felt love. He changed me into a one-man woman.

I used to smoke up like daily. I have been smoking up since I was in 8th grade. Through a friend of mine, I met the guy, let’s call him Y. So when we met for the first time I thought I wanted to have a fling with him. But seeing him daily made me like him, especially his tattoos. I had noticed from side glances that he would stare at me the whole time. I felt good and special. Day by day, we became closer and I wanted to get physically close to him. I wanted to feel those warm breaths. One day he requested me to dance for him. And I did, a seducing one. Later, our friends went outside as he told them that we had something to talk about privately. After they were gone, he came to the room where I was sitting on the bed and made me lean. He leaned on me.

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And we had an intense makeout session that was better than sex. He made me go crazy for sex.

We used to make out daily. And then I finally had sex with him. He said that I am amazing in bed. Yeah, I am, and the reason is him only. He said that only I could make him lose control. I became lusty for him. He did it on purpose. Sex became a daily routine for us. I even had to use I-pill once. Some months passed. We started drifting apart. He started ignoring me. One day, I saw naked pictures of girls with whom he would converse even when we were dating. He would ask for those pictures himself. And then I broke up with him.

I gave everything to him. I loved him both physically and mentally. Later, he said he wanted me back. But it's too late. I am now happy with my husband-to-be :)
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