This book is a journey into my inner mind and its fallibility. I have never thought that I would be writing the inner workings of my mind for the world to see and scrutinise.
This is my life. This is my story. But unlike other autobiographies, this book is devoid of any facts. Actual names, places, and dates have been omitted or modified to protect my own privacy and those of the people who have at one time or another and in one way or another left an indelible mark on my personality and psyche.
I am Vuhkla, a psychotic sexaholic in dire need of professional help. I never knew that I would somehow be addicted to satisfying the urges of the flesh. Perhaps, through this book, someone somewhere is going to be interested in helping me resolve my own personal crisis – a constant battle between giving in to the temptations of the flesh and finding the real meaning of my carnal desires.
What better way to start a book on sexual addiction than by sharing with you my insatiable appetite for sex! I just love having sex. I like having it at least twice a day, but what I enjoy more is having what I call a sex marathon – when my partner and I will just do it for hours without stopping. I just love getting fucked in every imaginable position anywhere and on anything.
There’s nothing more pedestrian than doing it in bed or in the shower, so I would like to experience getting fucked on something out of the ordinary. Getting pinned on the wall would be something I would enjoy doing as well. It would feel absolutely good I bet.
It was only when I turned 26 when I started having sex, though. I was a late-bloomer no doubt. Prior to this, I wasn’t just interested in it. I grew up nice and decent. As in really! I attended an exclusive Catholic school and was an almost consistent honour student most of the time. I was even judged “Best in Christian Living” and “Best in Conduct” when I left that Catholic school to transfer to a new school.
I never got into any real trouble while I was growing up. I was simply nice. Nobody in his or her right mind back then would have ever thought that I would somehow turn into a psychotic sexaholic. If the teachers and nuns in my school could only learn what have become of me, they would be horrified. I had turned into a hideous monster – totally detached from any moral obligation because of my addiction to sex.
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