The first time we had sex was epic, but..

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“Before you judge me, know that love is one strong feeling that can turn our world upside down. It makes us do things we never thought we were capable of, and it gives us a sense of security and happiness. If misused, it can lead us to do things that are harmful to ourselves and those around us.

Who would’ve thought I would be writing a story like this, sharing the details of my personal life with the world. But I believe that my story could serve as a warning to those who are in a relationship and are thinking about using sex enhancement drugs.

I met Josh at a friend’s wedding, and it was love at first sight. He was funny, sweet, and decent; I respect him a lot. We exchanged contacts at the event, and after a few chats, we started dating. As time went on, we found ourselves in a serious and committed relationship.

Our relationship was perfect, or so I thought. At the beginning, our sex life was good. I can still remember the first time we did it. It happened to be a rainy day. I think the rain amplified the whole thing, because that was a night I will never forget.

I’m not sure if he was on any sex enhancement back then, but it was mind-blowing. I’m the type of girl who quickly gets satisfied during sex. Thirty minutes of sex is totally okay for me. I easily get orgasms, and it doesn’t really take much to get me to squirt.

That evening, we were actually just watching a romance movie until it started raining, which of course, resulted in a power outage due to the storms. As soon as the rain started, the atmosphere in the room changed, and we found ourselves kissing gently to the sound of the rain. He was actually a professional when it came to foreplay. Only a few men know how to make a lady climax during foreplay.

I was wearing a short gown that day, and he was putting on jean trousers. we laid sideways on the couch and were facing each other. So as we were kissing, he took his hand to the back of my as$, shifted my G/str!ings to the side and fingered the sh*t out of me.

I was moaning to the sound of the rain and I didn’t know when l came all over his fingers. I’m sure he had no idea I came so he just kept fingering me while my p*ssy kept gulping out cu.mm.. I was just laying there and enjoying the pleasure.

After some minutes, he told me to stand up so I could remove my gown. I stood up to remove it while he removed his trouser. When I was done, I laid back down, the same position. But this time, he inserted my breasts into his mouth and was sucking my nipples.

While still stroking my p*ssy with his finger. He did that for like five minutes, and when I was about to burst out another barge of cum, he removed is finger. Then he stood up, and rearranged me into a missionary on the couch, and that was how he started smashing the life out of my v.ginal. He was so sweet back then, and I never want to share him with anyone.

He was stroking me really hard and strong. My body and voice was shaking and before i knew it, I squirted and came at the same time. The squirting was really big. The force pushed his d*ck out, and i splashed it all over the place. It was raining outside and raining inside. He liked it. Immediately the water stopped, he quickly inserted his d*ck back in, and my p*ssy was pouring out cumm with every stroke.

He also came eventually, and we washed up and went to bed. The rain gave me goosebumps, and I slept like a baby that night. One day, I was washing his clothes when I found some pills in them.

I confronted him, and after a lot of pressure, he confessed to me that it was a s*x enhancement pill. I asked him why he was taking them, and he said he has been consuming a lot of sugar lately, and it has reduced his performance in bed.

He mentioned that he was only using it so that he could satisfy me. Josh and I are not married, but we have sex every day. I was always at his place; I practically moved in with him. I guess that was one of my mistakes.

I told him that our sex is fine, but he insisted that he wants me to be fully satisfied so that I will not look at other men. He was very determined and serious, so I agreed, but I told him to take it easy. I was actually happy and grateful that I have a man who will go to great lengths to see me satisfied. I was also happy that I got to enjoy some more thrilling s*x.

But things started to change. At first, I didn’t mind it. I thought the enhancements would spice up our sex life and bring us closer as a couple. Not knowing that it would be the beginning of the end for us as a couple.

What I didn’t know was that these drugs were taking a toll on Josh’s health. He started experiencing side effects such as headaches, nausea, and difficulty maintaining an erection without the drugs.

But he was so addicted to them that he couldn’t stop using them. I tried talking to him about it and expressing my concerns, but he wouldn’t listen.

Initially, Josh would only use sex enhancement drugs occasionally, and it did make our sex life more exciting. But soon, I noticed that he was becoming more and more dependent on them.

He would make excuses to use them, saying that it would help him perform better and last longer. I began to feel like I was not enough for him and that he needed these enhancements to feel satisfied. It made me question our love and our relationship. He became more obsessed with his performance in bed and would often compare it to our earlier experiences.

He would constantly talk about trying different products and would get frustrated if I didn’t show the same level of enthusiasm as him. What was once a source of excitement and pleasure for us has turned into a source of pressure and discomfort.

He started spending more and more money on these products, neglecting our financial responsibilities. He would often hide these purchases from me, and it didn’t matter whether we were in the mood or not; as long as he had taken the drugs, we had to have s*x.

Our relationship became all about s*x, and I felt like I was losing the emotional connection I had with Josh. It seemed like he didn’t care about me, and all he wanted was to satisfy his physical needs. I felt neglected and unloved; it even affected my self-esteem and mental well-being, which is one of the reasons why I’m writing this to you.

I honestly don’t know what to do. A friend told me that love should not be dependent on performance or artificial enhancements. It should be based on love, trust, and genuine connection. And if someone feels the need to use such drugs, it’s a sign that something is not right, and it’s time to seek help and address the underlying issues.

I don’t know who to call for help; that’s why I reached out to you. Please keep me anonymous.”

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