ADDICTED TO VAGINA.
I have lived my entire life with a dishonesty about myself that I continue to battle. I am a proud black man that enjoys the diversity of humanity as it relates to my experiences with people.
There is rarely a moment in life that I have interacted with an individual and not taken away a new found appreciation for their perspective culturally. I have lived in the Caribbean, United States , United Kingdom. I have travelled through Europe, visiting several countries : Netherlands, Belgium, France, Germany. I have visited Saudi Arabia - Dubai and enjoyed the hospitality of these nations and their citizenry. I have come to one conclusion as I continue my journey of life ...........I LOVE HUMANITY !!!!!!!! PEOPLE !!!!!!!
My confession to this platform and admission to myself is : I LOVE VAGINA !!!!!!!!
This may seem superficial and simple a statement, however beneath the surface of it is a deeper meaning. My love for vagina was created out of *********t lust. During my *********t years as I transitioned during puberty I discovered my father's porn collection and masturbated to animated pornography for the first time. The endorphin release experienced was indescribable and I have been Chasing that Dragon since.............My addiction was birthed from this , the initial introduction to the vagina by way of the animated illustrations and the story line that accompanied sparked a curiosity and thirst that cannot be slaked.
I have , however assimilated my vice to ensure that my behavior is accepted by society.
The initial experiences along with my imagination nurtured my perversion which also evolved my shame. I initially satisfied my curiosity for vagina after studying the stories, pictures and imagery of the female form by inappropriate frottage sessions with a cousin.
This then escalated to sniffing dirty panties left carelessly on bathroom floors by my mother, aunt's and female cousins. This behavior at that ******- 16 was not normal and I understood this, however my physical and biological sexual urges could not be contained and although I was ashamed I could NOT stop.
The aromas and scents that I experienced also developed a subliminal appreciation for the sensuality of a woman that supersedes the visual attraction of the female form but also increased my feral appreciation for women. Lust in itself as I now understand is a combination of visual, tactile, aromatic sensory stimulation and our ability to control our response to such stimuli separates us from the a****ls. It also however, helps define us and our sexuality (in my opinion).
I lost my "virginity" to an older experienced woman with 2 c***dren at the age of 19 (been so long that I cannot remember but the actual event is unforgettable) . East Indian woman from the Caribbean and the event was what I believe Nirvana to be , the first taste of her sweet and supple lips, the taste of her slightly sweaty skin as I traced my tongue from her neck along her shoulder blade to her pink nipple, sucking on it and hearing her soft moan as she grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into her sweet delectable breast and my inhaling of her scent.
I was at this point aroused to the point where I felt myself attempting to burst out of myself so I can have the experience twice at the same time. I then used my tongue as a cursor and left a trail of my saliva from her nipple along her torso to her pelvic region. The instant that I smelled the aroma of her Mon Vermis (I've seen this used to describe the vagina "Secret Diaries of Lucrezia Borgia") through her panties my salivary glands secreted additional saliva and I used our heights of passion to release my now feral arousal by licking and biting her pussy through her panties. Oddly enough my inexperience and supplication to my a****l urges worked in my favor as she responded by raising her buttocks of the bed and allowing me to take her panties off.
My gratitude was expressed by me for the first time in my life having an intimate experience within my first sexual experience with the cradle of creation. I had never performed cunnilingus (at that time save the frottage sessions with a cousin during our *********ce that culminated in finger popping and taste tests that was reciprocated with a listless tug-job), the savory aromas that emanated from her vagina was my inspiration as I used my readings and the directions so vividly described and portrayed in the pornographic materials (books and video) and immersed my tongue, nose, face into her now flowing nectars. I made love, no I worshiped her vagina with my face with the reverence that it deserved.
I was only stopped by her second orgasm spasm, my face now drowned in her delicious nectar and her desire to reciprocate by performing fellatio on this young black muscular man virgin who was at this point immersed in a euphoric bliss that can possibly only attained by the use of psychedelic substances. The 69 session was abruptly stopped by her own feral urges as she exasperated the need to have me inside of her. On first entry I felt my soul return to my body as if there was a need for my spirit to ensure that confirmation of this experience can be certified by both my physical and spiritual being. We made love , we fucked , we made love , we fucked , we kissed aggressively while fucking, we kissed gently while making love, it was my first time and I was in every micro-second of the moments absorbing and existing in it wildly, ferally, hungrily with an insatiable thirst that was not quenched by ejaculation but by her experiencing her sixth orgasm and almost fracturing my cock ( She orgasmed aggressively and during the shudder and trembling , I attempted to raise up off the bed mid orgasm to suck on her breast and actually was the reason for sustaining the injury).
It ended after 2 hours of passion with her consoling my still erect cock with cocoa butter lotion as her daughter knocked on the door asking for some hot cocoa. I left her house with her aroma and the stench of our musk's wafting through the air . It was at this moment as I walked reliving every moment of the experience I recognized 2 truths.
1. I am addicted to vagina !!!!!!!
2. I am not satisfied sexually unless my partner is satisfied. I love to please!!!!!!!!!
We stayed together for several years and tortured each other with affairs and inappropriate toxic behaviors toward each other , but the sexual energy toward each other was AMAZING !!!!!!!!! Thank you P for everything , my first love , my first lover .............FOREVER YOURS !!!!!!!!!
I hope my story is enjoyed ................ The Diary of a Vagina Addict !!!!!!
There is rarely a moment in life that I have interacted with an individual and not taken away a new found appreciation for their perspective culturally. I have lived in the Caribbean, United States , United Kingdom. I have travelled through Europe, visiting several countries : Netherlands, Belgium, France, Germany. I have visited Saudi Arabia - Dubai and enjoyed the hospitality of these nations and their citizenry. I have come to one conclusion as I continue my journey of life ...........I LOVE HUMANITY !!!!!!!! PEOPLE !!!!!!!
My confession to this platform and admission to myself is : I LOVE VAGINA !!!!!!!!
This may seem superficial and simple a statement, however beneath the surface of it is a deeper meaning. My love for vagina was created out of *********t lust. During my *********t years as I transitioned during puberty I discovered my father's porn collection and masturbated to animated pornography for the first time. The endorphin release experienced was indescribable and I have been Chasing that Dragon since.............My addiction was birthed from this , the initial introduction to the vagina by way of the animated illustrations and the story line that accompanied sparked a curiosity and thirst that cannot be slaked.
I have , however assimilated my vice to ensure that my behavior is accepted by society.
The initial experiences along with my imagination nurtured my perversion which also evolved my shame. I initially satisfied my curiosity for vagina after studying the stories, pictures and imagery of the female form by inappropriate frottage sessions with a cousin.
This then escalated to sniffing dirty panties left carelessly on bathroom floors by my mother, aunt's and female cousins. This behavior at that ******- 16 was not normal and I understood this, however my physical and biological sexual urges could not be contained and although I was ashamed I could NOT stop.
The aromas and scents that I experienced also developed a subliminal appreciation for the sensuality of a woman that supersedes the visual attraction of the female form but also increased my feral appreciation for women. Lust in itself as I now understand is a combination of visual, tactile, aromatic sensory stimulation and our ability to control our response to such stimuli separates us from the a****ls. It also however, helps define us and our sexuality (in my opinion).
I lost my "virginity" to an older experienced woman with 2 c***dren at the age of 19 (been so long that I cannot remember but the actual event is unforgettable) . East Indian woman from the Caribbean and the event was what I believe Nirvana to be , the first taste of her sweet and supple lips, the taste of her slightly sweaty skin as I traced my tongue from her neck along her shoulder blade to her pink nipple, sucking on it and hearing her soft moan as she grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into her sweet delectable breast and my inhaling of her scent.
I was at this point aroused to the point where I felt myself attempting to burst out of myself so I can have the experience twice at the same time. I then used my tongue as a cursor and left a trail of my saliva from her nipple along her torso to her pelvic region. The instant that I smelled the aroma of her Mon Vermis (I've seen this used to describe the vagina "Secret Diaries of Lucrezia Borgia") through her panties my salivary glands secreted additional saliva and I used our heights of passion to release my now feral arousal by licking and biting her pussy through her panties. Oddly enough my inexperience and supplication to my a****l urges worked in my favor as she responded by raising her buttocks of the bed and allowing me to take her panties off.
My gratitude was expressed by me for the first time in my life having an intimate experience within my first sexual experience with the cradle of creation. I had never performed cunnilingus (at that time save the frottage sessions with a cousin during our *********ce that culminated in finger popping and taste tests that was reciprocated with a listless tug-job), the savory aromas that emanated from her vagina was my inspiration as I used my readings and the directions so vividly described and portrayed in the pornographic materials (books and video) and immersed my tongue, nose, face into her now flowing nectars. I made love, no I worshiped her vagina with my face with the reverence that it deserved.
I was only stopped by her second orgasm spasm, my face now drowned in her delicious nectar and her desire to reciprocate by performing fellatio on this young black muscular man virgin who was at this point immersed in a euphoric bliss that can possibly only attained by the use of psychedelic substances. The 69 session was abruptly stopped by her own feral urges as she exasperated the need to have me inside of her. On first entry I felt my soul return to my body as if there was a need for my spirit to ensure that confirmation of this experience can be certified by both my physical and spiritual being. We made love , we fucked , we made love , we fucked , we kissed aggressively while fucking, we kissed gently while making love, it was my first time and I was in every micro-second of the moments absorbing and existing in it wildly, ferally, hungrily with an insatiable thirst that was not quenched by ejaculation but by her experiencing her sixth orgasm and almost fracturing my cock ( She orgasmed aggressively and during the shudder and trembling , I attempted to raise up off the bed mid orgasm to suck on her breast and actually was the reason for sustaining the injury).
It ended after 2 hours of passion with her consoling my still erect cock with cocoa butter lotion as her daughter knocked on the door asking for some hot cocoa. I left her house with her aroma and the stench of our musk's wafting through the air . It was at this moment as I walked reliving every moment of the experience I recognized 2 truths.
1. I am addicted to vagina !!!!!!!
2. I am not satisfied sexually unless my partner is satisfied. I love to please!!!!!!!!!
We stayed together for several years and tortured each other with affairs and inappropriate toxic behaviors toward each other , but the sexual energy toward each other was AMAZING !!!!!!!!! Thank you P for everything , my first love , my first lover .............FOREVER YOURS !!!!!!!!!
I hope my story is enjoyed ................ The Diary of a Vagina Addict !!!!!!
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