I am an almost-40 porrn addicted loser who works at Fiserv and I am dreading returning to work tomorrow... the environment is very stressful and unstable.

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I am an almost-40 porrn addicted loser who works at Fiserv and I am dreading returning to work tomorrow… the environment is very stressful and unstable. There is a beautiful and talented woman there and it is pure torture not knowing how to talk to her. I hate biology and hormones.

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There’s a young boy that lives next door and he stays with his mom and they’re divorced mother and his father and I had him over here the other day when we were just sitting here and watching TV before his mom got home and I asked him, has anybody ever maked you feel really good. And he said, no Asked him do you wanna feel good?And he said , sure
I told him , take off your pants and you’re underwear and just lay back. So he did just lay back, and I started sucking on his c*** and he got hard and came, he got off really good. I asked him he liked me sucking him off. I said, would you do that for me and said, sure, so I took off my pants and my underwear, and I got up and he started sucking on me, and made me c** and he swallowed everything I had. We have been doing this for the last 6 months, and we both been really getting off each other sucking on one another I asked him the other day, I said, you want to feel something different I and said sure i started f******** him I put my c*** inside him and slowly started f****** him. I told him that this is going hurt at first but you will get use to my c*** being inside of you. I started kissing him as my c*** got deeper inside him. I started to c** really hard as I was f****** deep. I asked if he was.ok and he said yes. So i had my slowly start penetrating me and got deeper and deeper inside me.And that’s when he really started f****** me , and he came so hard inside. I told him thank you for f****** lile that and we kissed for a bout a hour . The next day. He came over earlier and wanted me to f*** him good. So I did. I f*** him for two hours straight
I came imside him 5 times. Then he got on top of me and slowly got his.c*** as deep as he could and then started f*** me fast and then faster I could fell him c****** inside me so much. I was so full.of his c** and when he pulled out of me it went.everywhere. we noth just look at each other and started kissing. I told not to say anything to mo body can find this.out about us making love to each other. We did.it day im and day out . After that I told him i was.im love with him and he.said he felt the same way with me. I know its against the ball, but I still love him and I’m still gonna start f****** him every single day that we can and I’m gonna make love to him every single day.\nAnd he knows that he’s gonna do the same to me.

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I confessed to him on a rainy day when I was fourteen. I told him I love him. What he did after, made me regret confessing my feelings to him. He didn’t give me an answer right away because I had left the room blushing, embarrassed, my heart was pounding in my chest. Then when I came back to the room, he asked me if it’s okay for him to take some time to give me an answer. What I expected from him was he’d say he loves me back in an instant or even chase after me when I left the room, I shouldn’t have had expectations. I waited three days, nervous about why he was taking so long but didn’t say anything because I was ready to sacrifice anything for him, I was so anxious that I felt nauseous, nauseous after thinking what will I do if he rejects me, how will I ever look him in the eyes, I was afraid. Three days passed and he answered that, he loves me too, which made me slightly better but made me ponder why he had to take so long to answer if he was certain that he loved me?
I love him from my childhood because we grew up together, but in different city and village, he’s in the village while I’m in the city, still we could meet once or twice a year in vacation. I guess visiting him or seeing him once or twice a year was enough for him because he cheated on me a year later. But for me, it was a great achievement that we could talk, spend time together, I would miss him all the time, would yearn for him because there was no way for us to communicate but to meet face to face but we were too far away to do it. Maybe it’s the fault of the distance. Maybe it’s me who is faulty.
Now all I know is, he’s my first love and my greatest regret.
Although I doubt I’ll ever unlove him.