Chapter 9: Confrontational Addiction (Transition Chapter)

When I heard Long Yun's words, I couldn't help but start to spit on my dirty thoughts.

I understand that Long Yun is not a tool for me to vent my desires, she is a woman with her own thoughts and feelings.

Her filial piety and gratitude to Long Shulan proved that she was a woman with a moral bottom line, not the prostitute I fantasized about whom I let me vent.

I accidentally said so much, it's so late now, so you go back quickly, it's almost twelve o'clock.Long Yun pushed me away gently and said to me softly.

I stood at the door and looked at Long Yun, asking reluctantly, "Did you just let me leave?"

You can't live in my house, my mother wouldn't agree... Long Yun looked at me reluctantly, and a trace of entanglement flashed in her eyes.

Not bad...

No, da!After saying that, Long Yun finally plucked up the courage to close the door.

I stood outside the door in a daze, and I couldn't help feeling confused. After a few seconds, I realized that I was being locked outside the door. I looked at the closed door and stood there helplessly and sighed.

I slowly walked down the stairs, and the door behind me had become the boundary that blocked us. I walked out of the unit building, and the oncoming night wind instantly blew away the last trace of depression in my chest.

In the dark night sky, a few stars are dotted with stars, and the hazy moonlight sprinkles on the streets, cages the trees beside the road with a layer of gauze.

I stood on the dark street, looking towards Long Yun's house, and I could still see Long Yun appearing by the window.

Long Yun leaned against the window, and the light illuminated her beautiful side face. Tears seemed to accumulate in her eyes. She was looking reluctantly at the direction of my departure. A faint melancholy appeared in her eyes, but she also had a hint of expectation for the future.

I strolled on the streets and looked at the coastline in the distance, and the sea breeze of the small town blew across my face.

I made up my mind to prepare to treat my long-term sexual addiction.

I couldn't help feeling a little nervous. I didn't take my sexual addiction seriously, but I felt that today I was particularly scary.

Although I am a bad person, I want to change it.

I must learn to control my desires, not be dominated by them, which requires me to put in great perseverance and determination. But only when I successfully cure my sexual addiction, I will not want to go to a beautiful woman like a male dog in estrus for twenty-four hours.

I opened the door tiredly, and as soon as I entered the door, I smelled the familiar perfume smell of my mother. I walked slowly along the corridor to my mother's room and saw my mother lying on the head of the bed and reading a book under the desk lamp.

Mom's red lips slightly opened, a focused look on her face, and her slightly frown brows looked so bright and charming.

Although my mother is in her thirties, her face is still as bright and charming as a girl. As time goes by, it adds a bit of mature female charm, and her hot figure.

Mom leaned against the head of the bed with her legs crossed, one leg straightened and the other leg bent slightly.

She quietly read a thick novel. She was wearing a pink and white nightgown, and the two smooth and delicate big white legs were exposed. The faint light of the desk lamp slowly outlined the smooth and fair legs of my mother. In my eyes, it was like a vivid picture of the erotic palace.

She sat in front of me without any warning, with her long legs on the bed, as if she didn't care about her extreme charming posture at the moment, but her face was full of reading focus. This contrast made me thrill.

My mother's plump and white legs shine brightly under the light. Her fair and delicate skin was shining with a faint shiny light at this time. The fleshy legs under the nightgown were graceful and tempting. My eyes slid upwards inch by inch along her thighs. Although the mysterious depth was covered by the crossing of the fleshy legs, it could not affect the boiling blood all over my body.

I knew I should not have such inappropriate thoughts about my biological mother, but my mother's unprepared plump body made it difficult for me to extricate myself.

She easily made me lose in her beauty. Her beauty is like the most poisonous poison in the world, eroding my reason bit by bit.

And all I can do is passively indulge in it and then struggle with endless pleasure. This abyss seems to have no end to either of us.

Come back?When my mother heard my return, she raised her head lightly and saw my familiar figure, a warm light immediately emanated from her eyes.

Well... I'm back... I covered my slightly raised crotch in cover, threw a word casually, and hurried back to my room.

I lay on the bed, feeling the unbearable swelling of my lower body, and began to fight with my sexual addiction.

The desire that rose in my heart almost made me collapse, but it also strengthened my determination to overcome my sexual addiction.

I curled up on the bed, trying hard to control my desires, but I was deeply tortured by the beautiful and moving pictures that appeared in my mind.

I know that all this is just the beginning, and the process of treating sexual addiction will be a difficult struggle for me.

But this time, I have made up my mind that I must successfully defeat my desire... I pressed my lower body against the quilt, trying to relieve my rising desire by slowly rubbing the quilt. I must not be able to masturbate. Although I feel good after the quilt, I will also directly break the effort.

I began to think about tomorrow's plan. I first had to find a reliable doctor, listen carefully to every doctor's guidance, and then implement it step by step until I completely defeated my sexual addiction and returned to the normal life trajectory.

So I will endure all the pain tonight, because this is just the first difficulty I have to move forward bravely. I believe I will definitely overcome this hurdle.

I believe I can do it, should it be possible?

should?

After 30 minutes...

I breathed a long and relaxed a sigh of relief and touched the empty tissue box.

Wait, empty?My heart skipped a beat, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch.

I looked down at the wet toilet paper all over the ground, and I couldn't help but feel stunned. Did I use up a box of toilet paper all over like this?!

I just made the determination to completely defeat my sexual addiction, but after thirty minutes, I completely surrendered to my desires. I collapsed on the bed dejectedly, and I completely lost the courage to fight in my heart. How weak and powerless I am? I gave up the determination to treat in just thirty minutes. This will definitely go down in history and become the shortest-lived case in the history of sexual addiction treatment.

I scolded myself for being shameless and weak, and motivated myself to stand up again to fight my desire.

But when I got up and was about to wipe the semen on my thighs, I remembered that the toilet paper in the room had been used up by me... A hint of panic flashed in my heart. I used up the box of toilet paper in just 30 minutes. Am I helpless?

I decided that the first thing I did to wake up tomorrow Saturday was to go to the doctor. I had to start systematic treatment immediately. I felt like I had spent the most ridiculous 30 minutes of my life. This experience was like a vulgar scene in a comedy movie to me.

I swear I will definitely successfully quit my sexual addiction. Although I did succumb to desire just now, it also strengthened my determination to overcome desire.

These 30 minutes are simply the most ridiculous memory in my life. I swear that the first thought of getting up every day is to overcome desires and never repeat the same mistakes.

I lay in bed with difficulty and tossed and turned. After a long time, my tired body slowly fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, my mind was still in chaos, but I still clearly remembered that I was going to the hospital for treatment.

I got up and washed it casually, changed my clothes quickly, took the subway to my second uncle's clinic, and stood outside the door, my heart couldn't help but feel nervous.

My second uncle is also a sex addiction patient. Later, he couldn't control himself and wanted to molest a woman on the street. Later, he was physically castrated by the woman's family, so he quit his sex addiction and later turned to the medical field to become famous. It can be said that he was late to achieve success.

The fact that I have sex addiction should be the only one of my second uncles knows. This is a secret that only belongs to the two of us.

I feel that the second uncle is quite unreliable, because this is my third time here. The previous two treatments have been declared a failure one after another. I don’t know if I can cure this third time.

Isn’t this Xiaomu? I remember you said some time ago that you will never come again. Welcome.When the second uncle saw me, he smiled happily. After all, since he became a eunuch, his former relatives, friends, and his wife and children have all been betrayed by everyone.

Now, among his acquaintances, I may be the only one who goes to find him as usual, so when he saw me, he quickly greeted me excitedly.

Long time no see, second uncle.I walked into the clinic awkwardly and sat in front of my second uncle.

Uncle Er noticed my emotions and smiled and said, Xiaomu, don’t worry, I have completely quit sexual addiction for many years, and my current therapy is very mature.You have to believe that as long as you make up your mind, sexual addiction can be cured.The last failure was just because the method I used was wrong. This time I will supervise you more closely and will definitely help you successfully quit your sexual addiction!

Don’t take medicine... I asked worriedly, because many sex addiction patients use drugs to control their condition, I don’t want to get any problems. Although my second uncle’s psychotherapy is very famous, after all, my previous treatments have failed, and the possibility of taking medicine cannot be ruled out.

When the second uncle heard me, he smiled with confidence. No, Xiaomu, you know, my treatment is pure psychotherapy and does not require any medicine.Xiaomu, don’t worry, I will never prescribe those drugs that will affect sexual function for you. After all, what is our relationship? I believe that as long as we work hard and rely on psychological counseling, we can help you successfully quit your sexual addiction.

When I heard my second uncle say this, my worry suddenly eased a lot.

Since he doesn't need to rely on drugs, I can continue to receive his so-called globally leading treatment.

And if my second uncle can really help me successfully quit my sexual addiction by relying solely on psychological counseling, it will be a sure profit for me.

Then we re-engineer a treatment plan.You must strictly enforce this time, and no violations are allowed to occur. Do you understand?Uncle Er's tone became rarely serious.

Well... I nodded gently and told him that I understood.

I briefly summarized the original failed experience. It is better to lose it than to block it. Although you can vent it appropriately, you can't vent it too frequently... and this...

Well... well... I understand.I listened to my second uncle's analysis and felt that I felt much clearer.

You want to...

Xiaomu, have you remembered it?

Yes...I remember.

OK, Xiaomu, second uncle wishes you a speedy recovery...

I walked out of my second uncle's clinic and I felt that today's conversation was very helpful to me.

Uncle Er slightly summarized the reasons for the failure of the last treatment. This time the plan will be relatively relaxed, but at the same time, the supervision will be strengthened.

He was right, it is better to loosen than to block it. Releasing appropriately can indeed satisfy my desires, but I must ensure that I can control it within a certain frequency.

I was walking home, recalling my second uncle's instructions while planning this treatment plan in my mind.

The prescribed plan is to have sex three times a week, including masturbation.

But other times I have to strictly control myself.

My second uncle said that I could go out for a walk and chat with my friends during the day, and watch TV or read some relaxing books and magazines at night to relax, so I must avoid being alone and try to make me have no time to think randomly.

Mom, I'm back.I opened the door and heard a sound in the living room. I couldn't help but look there.

I saw my mother doing a squat yoga position on the yoga mat in the living room. Her long legs were slightly apart, and her knees were bent at an angle, forming a sexy arc between her legs.

This pose makes her pair of round and plump buttocks more prominent, and her tight yoga pants tightly wrap around her plump buttocks, outlining two perfect peach heart-shaped arcs.

The round and perky smooth lines on her buttocks were like the deadliest killer, making every man who saw this scene want to reach out to her buttocks, slowly caress and hold the two balls of soft flesh, and feel the feel of it carefully.

She put her hands together and placed them on her chest. A piece of white, soft and elastic breasts squeezed out from the pure black sports underwear. The white breasts looked so dazzling in the sun. The two delicate and white big water balls on her chest were trembling slightly with the rhythm of her mother's breathing, as if tempting me to knead and play with it.

My mother slowly straightened up and her body went to an n-shaped position. She was preparing to bend her upper body slowly and her hands were touching her feet forward.

She slowly bent down her slender and soft waist, put her two jade feet on the yoga mat, and her mother's long hair drooped due to gravity, almost touching the ground.

She held her ankles with both hands, and the huge breasts on her upper body drooped into a U-shaped shape. This posture made the spring light above her big breasts visible in my eyes. I could vaguely see my mother's plump, white breasts struggling under her clothes. The two soft and white peaks, like the surging sea as my mother moves, and the tender white breasts like jelly sway left and right with her movements.

She maintained this position and took a few deep breaths, then slowly straightened her body, stretching her neck and arms to relax her body. This position made her body curve more obvious, and her perky peaks highlighted a perfect and attractive round curve under the sports vest.

My mother heard the strange noise in front of the door and turned her head to see my familiar figure. A bright and moving smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face. She then finished her yoga practice and walked towards me.

Her whole body exuded a faint fragrance and her smile was as warm and gentle as the early morning sun.

A few strands of hair on her forehead were stuck to her forehead because of the slightly wet sweat, and her beautiful eyes, which were like peach blossoms, showed a bit of gentle and intimate brilliance.

Hey, have you gotten up? Don’t you get up in the afternoon on weekends? Why did you go out so early?She asked with concern while gently wiping away the fragrant sweat from her forehead and snow-white jade neck with a soft towel. The sweat made her hair ends and collar slightly moist, highlighting her slender and fair neck lines.

Her slim waist and straight back perfectly set off her plump upper circumference. Her dazzling peaks inevitably swayed in front of my eyes when she walked, making me swallow.

I went for a morning run.I pointed at the sweat on my head, and I didn't want my mother to know the fact that I was sexually addicted.

It’s rare that Ah actually got up early to exercise.Running is indeed a good sport. It can not only strengthen the body, but also improve immunity. Son, you must continue to work hard and persevere!My mother nodded gently in agreement and wiped the sweat beads rolling from my forehead with a towel.

Her technique was gentle and gentle, as if she was soothing the delicate skin of a newborn baby.My mother's eyes were full of love and concern, and she used her other hand to comb my slightly messy hair with her fingers.

The dimples on the corner of my mother's mouth were as fascinating as if they were beautiful valleys. Her sexy lips were covered with a faint smile at this time, and they looked rosy under the light, as if honey would flow out from it in the next second.

Well, I will... I replied unnaturally, twisting my legs and adjusting my uncomfortable lower body with difficulty.

come on!The smile on the corner of my mother's mouth made her expression look soft and friendly. The eyes showed the brilliance of motherhood without modification, which made me feel extremely warm and safe, and also had a trace of contradictory guilt and evil desire. I couldn't help but secretly cover the hard tent in front of my mother.

My mother's gentle expression and maternal brilliance made me feel extremely warm, but at the same time it also made me feel deeply guilty, because I once again had such evil desires for my mother. This taboo evil thought made me feel that I am simply a sinner now, but in fact, I am not so resistant to these desires in my heart. After all, no matter who faces my mother's beautiful and seductive figure, which normal man can be unmoved.

Mom, I went to take a shower first, and I felt so uncomfortable all over my sweat... I patted my mother's hand away and hurriedly escaped from her sight, afraid that she would notice the changes under me.

Seeing that I was so anxious, my mother put down the towel in her hand and watched me trot away. She even reminded me to take a bath with hot water. Be careful not to catch a cold when taking a shower...

I understand, don’t worry, mom!I answered and ran into the bathroom until I closed the bathroom door. I felt relieved and slowly sat down with my back against the door.

The bathroom was cool and comfortable, but I felt red and my ears were red at this moment, and I felt hot and uncomfortable all over. I looked at the walls of the bathroom and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in my heart.

I took off my top and put it in the washing machine. I found that the small washing machine in the corner of the large washing machine. The small washing machine was specially used by my mother to wash her underwear. I glanced inside inadvertently, and I saw my mother's dark red lace bra and matching lace silk underwear lying quietly inside.

My breathing became disordered, and my right hand picked up my mother's bra uncontrollably.

I couldn't help but stretch out my hand and gently stroked the smooth fabric on it, as if I could feel my mother's delicate skin.

I looked at it carefully, and it was emitting the unique body fragrance of my mother. I couldn't help but suck it deep into my nose, and a faint fragrance of mature women poured into my nose.

Before my reason could stop it, my hand could not help but reach into the washing machine and grabbed the lace panties.

I gently took out the exquisite underwear, and its smooth and delicate fabric and the dark red patterns made me imagine continuously.

I put my bra close to my nose and inhale deeply. My mother's fragrance immediately stirred my desires. I pressed my underwear against my swollen lower body.

I couldn't control myself, so I took off my clothes that were in the way, held my hot desire, and gently stroked my mother's underwear. The desire continued to rise, I accelerated the speed in my hands, and the fantasies in my mind became more and more real.

My mother's figure kept appearing in my mind. I seemed to be able to feel her delicate skin and see her secret... Mom... Mom... I could no longer suppress it, moaned, my body shook violently, and all shot on my mother's underwear.

After the climax, guilt and shame surged in my heart. I said I could control my sexual addiction. I panicked and stuffed the underwear in my hand back into the washing machine, and then hurriedly started the washing machine, afraid that my mother would find the traces on it.

The sound of the washing machine starting was deafening, but my heartbeat was even more serious. I couldn't believe it. I promised to control my desire. I didn't expect that I did such a crazy thing to my mother's underwear again, and I once again had such an evil desire for my biological mother!

However, that pleasure and the fragrance of my mother still lingered in my heart, making me unable to extricate myself.

I realized that I was sliding into the abyss step by step, but I couldn't find a foothold and could only let myself sink in the abyss of desire...

My mother's figure still lingers in my mind, and my lower body is showing a tendency to look up again. I tried to suppress my thoughts, but it was useless.

This guilty pleasure is eroding my reason little by little, and I have completely fallen into the abyss of desire for my mother...

Crazy... Crazy... I turned on the shower and let the cold water flow pour on my hot body. The cold temperature made me shudder, but it instantly clarified my thoughts.

My mother's figure gradually faded from my mind, and my desire finally calmed down.

Although the guilt still lingers in my heart, the ice water temporarily awakens me.

I realized that if I continued to indulge myself in this desire for my mother, the result would only be out of control.

I must cheer up and try every means to suppress my dirty and taboo desire for my mother.

Otherwise, every move of my mother and every inch of her skin would awaken my inner desire again. If this continues, I will never be able to overcome my sexual addiction.

The sudden cold made me tremble slightly, but at the same time, my heart gradually calmed down, and reason once again took the upper hand.

At this moment, although I can still feel the desire for my mother, it is no longer so surging, but more like a faint fire. I need to be alert all the time to prevent it from spreading again.

Son, how do you take a bath with cold water? Didn’t you let you use hot water?Just as I was struggling to fight my desire, my mother's voice rang out of the door.

My mother's voice awakened the evil desires that were betrayed in my heart again, and I felt the desires slightly disturbed. I shouted irritably, can you be quiet, shut up, I just want to take a shower with cold water... I tried to calm my mind that had just calmed down, but my mother's voice, as well as her existence, once again easily awakened the desire in my heart.

I looked outside the door apologetically, not angry with my mother herself, but also annoyed by my out-of-control nature. I was not simply angry with my mother, but her voice really made it difficult for me to control my desire to calm down after finally calming down.

... Ji Yanran stood outside the door in a daze, her face dimmed regularly, and the corner of her mouth lost its usual smile, like a withered flower.

She sighed softly, put the towel she had forgotten to bring in on the door handle, and turned around and left the bathroom door.

I turned off the shower and was about to wipe the water stains on my body, but I found that I forgot to bring a bath towel. I took the dirty clothes I had just changed and wiped the water droplets on my body casually, put on the clean clothes I had prepared, then stuffed the wet clothes into the washing machine, pressed the start button, and the whole bathroom was filled with the sound of two washing machines roaring, one big and one small.

I opened the bathroom door, put it on the door handle and the bath towel fell down, just like my mother's silent maternal love.

Mom... I gently took off the bath towel and touched the soft fabric of the bath towel, as if I could feel the familiar touch of my mother's fingers.

I stood quietly at the door, watching the direction of my mother disappearing and murmured gently, a faint apology arose in my heart...