… Viewing pornography and masturbating became a daily ritual for me, if not multiple times a day. I had my favorite websites and favorite videos with my favorite porn actresses. They were like my personal harem. I would choose whichever body I fancied that day to serve my needs, as well as continually searched for more fresh meat. I was always on the hunt.
With a near infinite supply of digital women, requiring no effort to court or seduce, the only limit to my indulgence was me. I would click through 10, 20, or even 30 videos each session which only lasted fifteen minutes or so. I wouldn’t watch the whole videos of course, but only skimmed enough to find the perfect scene worthy of my orgasm.
As videos became familiar, they became boring. I constantly needed new and more exciting content to arouse me. This led me to a dark path where I began to search for novel videos of risqué or obscene nature. Thankfully, I stopped before it got too dark (e.g. child porn), a wretched pit where many porn addicts eventually find themselves in.
I was a porn addict, but I didn’t think so. I thought I was a normal guy doing normal things. I was just satisfying a natural urge that all men have. And since I didn’t have a real partner to satisfy this urge, it was fine for me to look. I wasn’t hurting anyone. All I was doing was just watching videos and pleasuring myself. Porn is acceptable and healthy, right? …
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