Trigger- A stimuli that elicits a reaction. I have triggers, namely women. I don’t know what happened to me. I was a normal everyday guy. I had a job friends, a social life I even just got out of a relationship with a beautiful woman. But one day I woke up and something was wrong. Suddenly every time I saw a woman, id loose it. I mean sweating, eyes bulging losing it. Id start to see and hear things, intense fantasies that wouldn’t leave me alone. And they wouldn’t end until I….finished. I took some time off work but eventually I ran out of sick days and had to go back. I think I should be fine, as long as I avoid my triggers. But as soon as I get to work I find my self face to face with my first obstacle. The cute delivery girl who seems to wear nothing but crop tops…. Definitely a trigger.
Come on come on, I can do this, I can share space with a beautiful girl without blowing my wad in my pants. I used to be so good at this. I step into the lift. Practically shoving myself into the corner avoiding her as much as I can. I spot the rows of buttons and notice my floor is already glowing. That’s great so no chance she’s getting off and taking that tight stomach with her……
No that’s how it starts, the image flashing in my mind. don’t think about it, don’t think about it. Put my mind on anything else, anything at all. think about the mountain of paperwork you have to do when you get in. yep aha nothing sexy about papers and numbers are there?
“so its burritos today.” It was the delivery girl. Why was she talking to me, she never talks to me.
“oh yeah?” ill just play it cool, nothing weird here I’m a totally normal guy.
“yep I swear, she orders the food just to see me.”
“r-really?” my heart was starting to beat faster.”
“yeah why do you think I always wear these crop tops; she tips big ha-ha”
No, my mind is racing, god why can’t she talk about something else.
“Hey dude, are you ok?” I feel light headed, my cock beginning to swell. I lean forward resting my hand on the wall of the elevator to steady myself. Hoping I’m not too obvious. I can feel the sweat dripping off of my forehead. All it took was a short shirt, and I’m a mess. God what is wrong with me. The elevator dings and I fall out of it like a rush of water tearing down the rows of cubicles. I make a b-line for the bathroom and shove myself inside.
“HAHA where you going handsome?” I know she’s not really there but I can feel her presence all the same. Her curves of her body driving me wild. I look down and my cock is tenting in my pants aching. I hobble into the stall undoing my belt and throw my self inside.
“Look at you, so sad, trying to hold it?”
“You aren’t there, this isn’t real.”
“Oh this isn’t real? Your cock’s real, its real hard and its really throbbing ha-ha”
My cock flexes as it pushes passed full mast, the ghostly vision in front of me eying it intently watching it throb and bounce up and down.
“All this for a little bit of stomach showing you think you can survive out there? With all those breasts….
The images kept changing, becoming sexier and sexier every girl mocking me, laughing, knowing I couldn’t control my cock that my mind was slipping away becoming lost in the onslaught of sex from my brain, I couldn’t control it couldn’t fight it, I can feel the final throbbing as my cock prepares to blow.
“You’re not gonna make it…. Your gonna cum. And cum. And cum and cum and cum and cum and cum, cum until there is nothing left ahahaahaha”
The last image I see is a beautiful red head I recognise here briefly as Sarah the woman I broke up with. And then my cock give way. blasting a powerful rope of semen that sprays the door of the stall. I steady myself on the toilet seat. My heart still beating fast but the hallucinations gone… for now. I slowly rise and grab some toilet paper to wipe off my mess before tucking my cock back in my pants and zipping up. I hesitate at the washroom door. I am throwing myself right into world by opening it, a world full of triggers.
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