Obsession(s) - Sex Stories

Obsession(s)

... is. That's fine; heck, better than fine. Like I said, I love the k** and am glad I can help her. But along with that regard we share, she also sees the way I cuddle up with my own daughters (both of them quite a bit younger than "Randi") and she seeks sometimes to emulate that, too, wanting to sit beside me and lean on me, dr****g her legs over mine, even sitting on or over me when I'm lying on the couch. This is where it gets a little weird for me. I am a guy with honorable intentions and (thankfully) completely lack any weird attraction to my own k**s or u******e girls in general. I have never even had any stirrings in that regard (although I do seem to like college-age girls quite a bit). The problem is that "Randi" is a girl with a woman's body-- a very attractive woman's body, IMHO. And I have had to actually get up and move or even leave the room as her soft, round breasts push into my stomach or her plush buttocks press into my lap or against my leg. She gets me quite hard sometimes, is what I am saying, even though I don't want to see her like that or feel that way about her at all. Nature sometimes overrides good sense and it causes me some occasional distress. So things got more difficult when she called me a short time after starting to take an antidepressant prescribed to her by her ther****t. She was having a problem with side effects, she said, and she wondered if she should stop taking her meds. I told her it really depended on how serious those effects were ...

... and if they could be a signal of something that could be a legit health problem. She didn't want to say and I didn't press her on it (instead encouraged her to try and call her doctor and explain it to him) when she finally just blurted it out. It's a phone call I'll never forget. She kept dancing around the topic and trying to get me to drag it out of her, also alluding to an "embarrassing" personal issue she had mentioned many times before that I had never pressed her on, either, just taken at face value and wished her well in dealing with it. She called it at turns a "habit" and an "addiction" and I thought it might be raiding her parents' liquor cabinet or something but that wasn't it. It turned out to be something much more complicated. She finally started talking about it and just asked that I listen without judging, so I said I would. Then she started telling me about how she had discovered porn at a young age (too young, IMHO)and quickly developed a strong appetite for it and a love of masturbation. She told me she did it 3 or 4 times a day (more since she started going to online school) and as the conversation went on she told me about the things that she would see that drive her to do it and how difficult it was to resist that urge when it came around. Then she came to the problem she was having-- the meds were working on her libido, inflaming it, but she found herself conversely unable to come because of it. So she was walking around horny as a cat in heat, but ...